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He chuckled, taking a sip from his drink, before he locked eyes with her again. “You could always go home commando.”
Her stomach tingled, tiny butterflies coming to life and fluttering through her.
He leaned closer, his body pressed tight against hers and whispered, “Or we could go upstairs now and take them off, so you don’t get them dirty.”
Too late. They were already damp. A problem he only exacerbated by leaning back and winking.
She forced a deep breath through her nose, pulling in the warm, clean, natural scent of Ryan. If she planned to sleep with him tonight, she needed to be honest with him now.
“Ry, you’re my oldest friend . . . and I . . . I care about you.” For better or for worse, whether as lovers or friends, she would forever be connected to Ryan. “I don’t want this to change anything.”
His brown eyes narrowed as he studied her. “We’ll wake up tomorrow and whatever you decide about us, I’ll always be your friend, and I’ll always care about you too.”
Her heart pounded harder. “And nothing will change?”
“Cass.” He sighed her name.
“Everything changed last time,” she reminded him. Their easy banter, their innocent flirting. Everything between them carried so much weight now, every word and every action charged with meaning.
“Thank God.” He cupped her cheek in his palm. “Last time I almost got everything I’ve ever wanted.”
She pulled away. Almost? Ellie wasalmosteverything? What the hell? “Almost? What do you still want?”
“You,” he whispered against her mouth, before pressing his lips to hers, his tongue sweeping inside.
A soft moan escaped her, and he swallowed it down.
In the small corner booth, no one could see them as they sat pressed close, kissing. His touch urged her to take him right there. To straddle his hips and sink down on him. His hand travelled to her knee. Although a simple touch, her body burned from the contact. When he slid his hand up over her stockings, his breath caught. When he reached the lace at her thighs, his lips fumbled.
“You didn’t.” He pulled away, then looked down to where his hand lay on her bare thigh. “Fuck, Cassie. You know I’m a sucker for those things.”
Exactly why she’d skipped lunch to go lingerie shopping.
He ran his finger under the strap connecting her stockings to her garter belt. Involuntarily, her eyes fluttered closed. His finger inched up her thigh to the seam of her leg, before disappearing between her thighs to brush lightly against her lips. Her entire body shuddered as if a miniature orgasm had detonated inside her.
She swallowed. “I think I’m ready to go upstairs now.”
“Thank Christ.” He threw back the rest of his drink and slid from the booth, reaching behind him for her hand.
Cassie giggled and let him pull her forward. At the edge of the bench seat, she came face to face with his erection, bulging the front of his slacks. She leaned forward and nipped him through the fabric.
He sucked in a hiss before cursing slightly. “I’m going to spank your ass for that,” he threatened.
“Promise?” she replied, biting her lip.
Impatiently Cassie waited as Ryan slid the key card into the hotel room door. As she waited for the green light, she longed to touch him, to slide her body against his. Unfortunately, an elderly woman shuffled down the hall toward them. Cassie didn’t think the gray-haired grandmother would find her dry-humping Ryan in the hallway appropriate. As the older woman passed, Cassie managed to smile politely. Finally, Ryan pushed the door open and taking her hand, yanked her inside. Her body collided with his. As he kicked the door closed, he pushed his fingers into her hair, setting her scalp on fire, then took her mouth. His kisses were more potent than the whiskey she could taste on his tongue. Eagerly, she sucked at it, wanting to get drunk on Ryan. Hangover be damned. She’d stay drunk on him forever.
Tugging her hair, he tilted her head back to press his teeth against her throat. The nip made her core throb. She tilted her hips in response. God, she needed him to fill her.Now. As he kissed a path down her neck to where her breasts rose above the top of her dress, she reached for his belt. He sucked at her flesh. Biting back a moan, she slid her hand into his slacks, wrapping her hand around his dick. Ryan groaned against her breast. The vibration tightened her nipples. His hands trailed down her back to cup her ass and pull her against him, trapping her hand between them.
“I need you inside me,” she panted against his ear. Although she planned to feel him everywhere before the night ended, right now, she needed him pushing between her thighs. “Now, Ryan.”
Leaning away, he met her eyes. To assure him she meant what she said, she reached for the zipper of her dress. Taking his erection in his fist, Ryan stroked as he watched her lower the zipper, and let the black fabric fall to the floor.
“Holy fuck, Cass.” His eyes stroked over her skin, setting it ablaze. He took in her low-cut black bra with her nipples straining against the lace and the matching panties framed by the garter belt holding up her smoky stockings.
“Whatever you want,” he whispered, his eyes never ceasing their inspection of her body. “Fuck Baby. I’ll give you anything.”
Her gaze fell to his dick disappearing and reappearing from his grasp. Anything? She wanted everything, but she’d start with the night of pleasure he’d promised her.
