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Kelly’s tawny eyes glowed in the half-light. Perspiration slipped down the apples of her flushed cheeks, trickled down the cleavage pushed over the top of her dress. She was so pretty like this, lost in pleasure. He doubled his efforts. He wanted to feel her shatter around him, needed to be drenched in all that sweetness.
“God. Spencer. Spencer.” She kept saying his name, chanting it. She sounded so sexy.
Each time she said his name, his balls drew tighter. Any time now he was going to explode and hell if he could stop it.
Hell if he wanted to.
Every breath he took ravaged his chest. He was on fire, inside and out, his body one massive throbbing nerve. She cried out again, a shrill piercing noise he should’ve worried would wake the neighbors. But there was no room for worry now.
Her body bucked, her release streaming like a hot spring over his cock.There. Right there.He groaned as his cum jetted into the condom. Panting, riding out the moment, he hammered his hips against hers without thought to bruises or consequences.
From her wild moans as she received him, she didn’t seem to mind.
They didn’t move for a while, plastered together and gulping for air. Then she pushed at his shoulder and yawned.
“So glad you managed to stay awake,” he said when he finally trusted his voice. She looked used and sleepy and unforgettable.
He wanted to kiss the smirk off her face almost as much as he wanted to fuck her until she couldn’t walk. “Late for me,” she said, planting the heel of her hand on his chest. Only then did he realize she’d looped her purse around her wrist. “I’m thirsty.”
“Convenience store’s down the block.” The dark glance she gave him as they untangled went a long way to leveling his equilibrium. He also didn’t mind that she wasn’t quite steady on her feet. A smile teased his lips as he got rid of the condom in the garbage can and zipped up. “Don’t like that idea?”
She stepped away from the wall and her dress slid back down her long-ass legs. “Sorry, I’m not some Kink bimbo.”
He unlocked the door and stepped aside. Without hesitation, she marched right to the sink. He stopped in front of the cabinet next to the fridge, intending to grab a glass, but apparently she didn’t want to wait. By the time he turned back, she’d lowered her head to drink directly from the high spigot of the faucet. When she came up dripping, he pretended to be consumed with the contents of the cabinet to keep from wrestling her to the floor.
A fresh batch of sweat poured down his back. Damn, she was hot.
“Couldn’t wait,” she said with a shrug. He glanced back just as she whisked her fingers over the droplets glittering against her cleavage in the moonlight.
Light. That’s what he needed. Darkness made everything more seductive and illicit. If he reminded himself who he’d just fucked, this all-consuming lust would abate.
It had to.
He tossed his key fob on the table and hit the lights. Straining for composure, he drew air deep through his nose before he shifted to look at her.
Didn’t help.
As he took in her disheveled brown hair, wary whiskey eyes and the moisture pearled between her breasts, his cock gave a painful lurch. Any of the three would have laid him out, but together?
Yep, another plan foiled. He was racking them up tonight.
Luckily, she broke the uncomfortable silence by walking out of the room as if she knew where the hell she was going. Unluckily, she started undoing the tie behind her neck as he followed. “Where’s your bedroom?” she asked, her voice a hell of a lot stronger than his resolve.
Not again. Once—technically once and some additional foreplay—was an aberration. Twice would be madness.
When he didn’t answer, she gave him a benevolent smile. “It’s late. I’m tired. I have to be up at five.” She rolled her tongue over the mouth he’d yet to devour. “My boss can be a real jerk if I’m late.”
Spencer fought a grin as he closed the distance between them and braced his arm on the wall above her head. He liked her height. No, helovedit. In her heels, they lined up just right, mouth to mouth. She exhaled and he smelled the fruity drinks she’d had at Kink. Melon, cherry and pineapple wafted over his lips and renewed hunger stirred in his gut.
That was it. He had to see if she tasted as good as his overactive imagination said she would. He started to lean in but the raw need on her face closed him down. At the last second, he shifted his mouth away.
He couldn’t do this. Not now, not with her. She was his employee. Her eyes also revealed a lot more vulnerability than her easy manner suggested.
“Top of the stairs, second door on the right.”
She stared at him for a long moment then nodded and slipped out from under his arm. He watched her stroll down the hallway and heaved out a breath when she turned to go up the stairs. The loosened tie around her neck came free, giving him a glimpse of the side of her pale breasts before she began to climb.
He rubbed a hand over the sweaty back of his neck. As much as he wanted a shower, he wasn’t going up there with her. The way he was feeling, he’d jump her before she’d had a chance to take off her shoes.
Shaking his head, he strode to the half bath off the den. At this point, even a cold washcloth would feel amazing. He neededsomethingto cool down. Fast.
A couple minutes later, he stepped out of the bathroom, wearing only his boxers. Just as he emerged, he heard the shower turn on upstairs. She’d made herself right at home, hadn’t she?
He sighed and tossed his towel around his neck. Looked like he’d be getting cozy with the couch tonight.
