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“Fuck me… Please.”
He didn’t bother taking off his pants. He couldn’t wait that long to be inside her, to feel the silken grasp of her sex as he bored through her.
He reached into his wallet, removed a condom, and tossed the wallet aside. The urge to drive into her was unbearable as he guided his tip between her thighs, her sex hot even through the latex of the condom.
“Jesus, Lex… You’re soaked.”
“Stop talking and fuck me, Nick.”
He plunged into her all at once, groaning as he bored through the wet vise of her pussy until he was buried inside her.
She sighed.
He grabbed onto her hips and dragged himself out of her, waiting until he was balanced at her entrance before plunging into her again.
Moaning, she pushed back against him and he sank another couple inches inside her, the swollen head of his cock bumping against her cervix. Her position against the wall gave her limited mobility, but he sensed the cues from her body, their rhythm already perfectly synched as he pulled out of her and drove in again.
She leaned into his penetrations, thrusting her hips against his when he was balls deep inside of her, forcing him deeper even when he was sure there was nowhere else to go.
This wasn’t the slow, sensual lovemaking he’d grown accustomed to with Alexa. His thrusts were animalistic, her back coated with sweat as he penetrated her again and again, her hips matching his frenzied movements.
“Nick…”
She was close. He could feel it in the tightening of her channel around his shaft, the push of her hips moving faster as she reached for her orgasm.
He wasn’t aware of the decision to spank her until he heard his palm connect with her skin, the crack of it loud over the sound of their heavy breathing, Alexa’s cry when he drove all the way into her.
The slap sent her over the edge and she cried out, shuddering under him as she fell into the orgasm.
Her pussy contracted so tightly around his cock he had no choice but to follow her over the edge, his own release obliterating everything but the explosion rocking his body as he pounded into her again and again, not wanting to leave her sweet warmth.
He didn’t stop until her body was still, her back rising and falling as she caught her breath. He braced his weight against the wall, one hand next to hers as he bent to kiss her back, damp with sweat. He was still inside her as he trailed kisses over one of her shoulders, pulling her hair aside to touch his lips to the curl of dark hair at the nape of her neck.
“Should I apologize for the spanking?” he murmured.
She straightened and turned to face him, sliding her hands around his neck and pressing her body to his as she touched her lips to his. “Did that feel like I wanted an apology?”
He wasn’t surprised by the stirring of his cock. He could never get enough of her, would never get enough of her.
He chuckled and grabbed her ass. “No.”
She kissed his chest. “What I would like is for you to take me to bed, Nick Murphy, where we can do it all again.”
He groaned and lifted her into his arms.
8
“Should I be worried?” Alexa asked, leaning against the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee in her hands. It was early, weak light making its way into the great room from the sliding glass doors, open to the waves crashing on the beach below.
She hadn’t meant to ask the question. They were getting closer to the red line between their relationship and their work, one bleeding into the other until it was hard to remember the boundaries, hard to know which side of the line they were standing on.
He strapping a holster to his chest, slipped his jacket over his shoulders to conceal it, and walked over to her.
She set the coffee on the counter and he pulled her into his arms.
“This is routine,” he said. “I’m going to talk to him. I’m not expecting any trouble.”
She sank into his embrace, inhaling his scent — coffee and amber and something that made her think of the bay at home. “Then why the gun?”
