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It was time to slow this down. To draw it out in the most toe-curling kind of way. Turning his body, he continued kissing her neck as he lowered her onto the bed. With a flurry of loosening buttons and slipping away panties, he had her naked. Bare and clearly pulsing with desire. There wasn’t an ounce of blush on her face. Instead, she ran her hand down her neck where he’d been kissing, over her chest, and to her sweet hot core. Dancing her fingers around the spot he knew would bring her to pleasure, he watched, drawing in his bottom lip. Hungry for the meal she was offering.
Running his hand up her thigh, he parted her legs and kissed his way from her knee to the mound of her sensuality, where her finger was still exploring. He took her hand and drew her finger into his mouth, tasting her.
With a frenzied yet calculated pace, he devoured her. Sliding his finger in and slowly drawing it out as he matched her breath with his swift and adept tongue. Cleo clutched his hair in her hands, and he knew by her grip she was desperate for a climax. He could tease her. Start and stop. But the way she was breathing out his name had him ready to burst.
The intensity of his tongue grew faster, and his finger plunged deeper as he felt her core tighten and pulse around him. He loved the way she left no room to wonder if she liked it. The entire wing of the hotel could hear she did.
Her breasts heaved as he looked up at her melting into a puddle of pleasure. After a few breaths, she gathered herself, and a look crossed her face he hadn’t seen before. Something stirring, ready to break free.
“I want to get on top,” she said, clutching his shoulders and pushing him down onto the bed. This wasn’t where he thought this would go. He had a dozen positions he hoped to put her in, but as she straddled him and his hard shaft hovered just outside her hot core, he knew this was what she wanted. To ride him.
The view was breathtaking. Her breasts bouncing. Her lips were wet and hungry for his. Cleo clutched the headboard for the perfect leverage and rode his shaft with a powerful cadence. Sliding up and down, tightening around him. Her body clapped against his, and he grabbed her hips with a forceful hold she loved.
Her climax was coming again, and this time he would join her. He would pump his pleasure into her and watch as she rode him into a burst of her own.
Kicking her head back, clawing her nails into his chest, she cried out again, his name and a flurry of curse words on her lips. She pumped him dry, and they stayed connected as he rolled her to her side. Brushing her hair away from her face, he stared into her eyes.
“It’s never going to be easy to walk away from this,” he said, pulling Cleo as close as he could.
“I’ve never had it that good,” she admitted. “Like ever.”
“You deserve to feel like that as often as you want.”
“Sounds like a full-time job.”
“Please hire me for it,” he said, leaning back to look her in the eyes again. “I will fuck you until you can’t scream my name anymore. I will lick you until your legs quiver. I’ll tug your hair and slap your ass and bite your neck. Any time. Anywhere. As often as you want.”
It was an easy promise to make. A job he could do forever. They always said if you do what you love, you never work a day in your life.
“We’re playing with fire,” she said, though the smile never left her face. “It’s dangerous to be enjoying each other this much.”
“I’ve lived dangerously up until this point. I don’t plan to stop now. I’m not scared.”
“I am,” she said, her eyes fluttering.
“That’s another job I’ll sign up for. You never have to be scared of anything when I’m around. Nothing. I promise.”
“It’s the idea of you not being around that scares me. But realistically—”
He kissed her until she was quiet. “I’m not looking for reality right now. This is the best dream I’ve ever had. Let’s not wake up from it. Not yet.”
Cleo gave a little nod and curled back in close to him. There were things to do. Places to be. But none of that could compare to holding her in his arms. So he’d soak up every second he could.
“Shit,” she finally whispered, her warm breath on his chest. “You won the damn bet. You’d better not pick out anything crazy for me.”
“No way,” he said, squeezing her tightly and tickling her up her side. “Just some assless chaps and a pirate shirt. A bet is a bet.”
“That’s true,” she said, propping her chin up on his chest as he rolled to his back. Sliding her hand down, he felt himself rising to the occasion again. “But if you do something like that I’ll be mad and you’ll never know all the things I can do with my tongue.” She licked her lips seductively. “You wouldn’t want to miss out on that.”
“You can pick whatever the hell you want to wear,” he breathed out as she stroked him. “You win. I give up.”
“Men are so easy,” she sang out victoriously. “I knew you couldn’t resist.”
“Damn right,” he said as she kissed her way down his stomach. “You can have whatever you want. Forever. I’ll make sure of that.”
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
Cleo
