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“Don’t be too long or your food will get cold,” Ruby calls out as she shuts the door and I wave her off. Davis trails behind her, locking the door after her before turning and stalking back toward me.
“How’d it go today?”
“Really good. Were you guys busy at the bar?”
“Packed.”
Davis keeps walking until he’s crowding into my space, forcing me to take a few steps back until I’m pressed up against the counter. He boxes me in, his hands landing on the counter on either side of me. The grin on his face is devious and full of dirty intentions.
“Congratulations on your opening day.” How can he make such an innocuous sentence sound so freaking sexy? I’m practically panting as I respond with a breathy, “Thanks.”
“I think that deserves some celebrating.” His hands are making their way up my back, fingers kneading the tight muscles of my shoulders and neck. My head tips back and I groan at the incredible feeling.
“What did you have in mind?” My brain finally catches up with his question.
“I’ve got an idea.” Davis leans down to murmur in my ear, the warmth of his breath tickling my skin and giving me goosebumps.
I squeal embarrassingly loud when I’m suddenly tossed over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” I laugh, swatting at his lower back, because that’s as far as I can reach. He responds with a swift smack to my ass that has me squeaking and making more ridiculous sounds.
With a few quick strides, Davis has us in the back room, knocking the door closed with his foot. He crosses the room and sets me on the counter with a fluid move that has me flushing at his strength. The fingers of one hand grip my chin, tilting my head up so I can see his hungry eyes devouring me. I lean in to get a kiss, but Davis holds me back. My chest heaves, and I lick my lips, needing to press my mouth to his. His powerful muscles flex, his eyes spark, and that crazy ring of fire around his pupils looks like living flames. His jaw is rough with a few day’s growth, and I want to feel the scratch all over my skin.
My hands wander up and down his sides. I loop my fingers in the waist of his jeans and tug him closer, but he’s not giving me anything. He smirks down at me and I almost pout, but then his free hand drags down my neck. It travels between the valley of my breasts and down my stomach until he’s at the edge of my shirt. His mouth is so close to mine I can feel his breath, but he’s still keeping me at bay with his damn hold.
“I thought we were celebrating?” I ask, my voice embarrassingly breathy.
“Oh, you don’t like this?” Davis’s fingers snake beneath my shirt, slide over my ribs and brush beneath my breast.
I squirm, wanting to get closer. Dammit, he knows I like it, but right now, fuck the teasing. I smack his hand away from my chin and push him back. The shock on his face makes me laugh, but I don’t give him any time to recover. I drop to my knees, my fingers working at his zipper and freeing his hard length before Davis can get a word out.
I shove his jeans and boxer briefs down until I have unhindered access. Leaning forward, I lash out with my tongue, licking the tip and getting a sharp hiss of breath for the effort. Davis’s hand lands on my head, but it’s gentle, not leading, as his fingers tangle in my hair.
“Goddamn, Miri,” Davis groans loudly when I take him in my mouth, working him with my hand as I swallow down as much of his dick as possible. It’s sloppy and I’m wild, and so damn turned on listening to his words of encouragement, the praise, the curses, as my mouth and tongue set to unravel him.
I pull back for a breath and Davis plucks me up off the ground like it’s nothing, setting me back on the counter where this all started.
“Hey!” I barely have time to exclaim before Davis is claiming my mouth with his.
The kiss is savage, almost brutal in its abandon, and I fall apart at the raw honesty of it. Davis yanks my boots off, quickly followed by my pants and panties. He doesn’t even bother with my shirt, just shoves it up my chest until my bra is exposed. In the next breath, he’s pulling down the cup of my bra to free my breast and his mouth is on me. He’s an animal, sucking and scraping his teeth over my nipple while he drags my hips to the edge of the counter.
I grapple with his shirt, pulling it up until I can touch the bare, scarred skin of his back. He’s so hot, or maybe we’re both on fire. Davis presses my thighs open and buries himself inside me with one sharp thrust. My senses are shot, pleasure and emotion so extreme that I shake in his arms. His forehead drops to mine and we both breathe in heaving breaths while my body adjusts to his size.
“I can’t be slow.” Davis growls, and I let my head tip back as his lips leave a damp path down my neck.
“Screw slow. Just move,” I beg.
That’s all it takes. Davis becomes a man possessed, someone lost in the feel of that one perfect person. At least, that’s how he feels to me. His thrusts are hard, unrelenting, wild. He’s unleashed, crazed, driven past the point of sanity as his hands bite into my hip and nape of my neck so there’s no way I can look away. Not that I want to. I love seeing him like this. Lost in us.
I’m already close to falling apart when his hand slides over my stomach. His thumb brushes over my clit and I shiver. He presses down and circles his thumb, and that’s it. I explode, my orgasm ripping through me with a violence that might be scary if it didn’t feel so damn amazing.
His name falls from my lips along with barely understandable praise as my body shakes and continues to fall apart while he thrusts deep. This is how I’m going to die. From coming so much that my body gives up. I know it.
Davis pulls me closer, our bodies flush as he drives into me once more, groaning out my name as he finishes deep inside me. Neither of us moves. We stay wrapped tight in each other’s arms and it’s my favorite place I’ve ever been.
It takes a second for the screams to register through the languid haze.
“What is that?” I lift my head from Davis’s chest, squinting toward the front of the shop as if that’s going to make me hear any better or see through the walls. It sounds like a nightmare. Davis helps me off the counter and I sprint to the bathroom to do the quickest clean-up in the history of the world. Davis hands me my clothes when I come out and I hastily throw them on as the noise grows louder.
