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“You are so beautiful,” I murmur, smoothing my hands around her ribs. I nestle my erection against her ass.
“Want to see the rest?” She tips her head back and smiles.
I choke on a laugh, which she correctly takes as a yes. Then her dress is off her shoulders and sliding down her waist. Voices outside the door sound and she turns around, dress at her ankles, breasts bursting from red lace, her matching thong’s skinny straps crisscrossing her hips.
“Who is that?” she whispers.
“I don’t care if it’s Mia, the governor, or God Himself.” I nestle her against the nearest fur coat, my hands on her hips. “I hope you’re not allergic to mink.”
“It’s faux fur,” she says as the voices move away. “The governor’s wife is an animal lover.”
“Even better. No dander.”
I kiss her. Hard. Like I’ve been wanting to all evening while we danced and ate and drank and shook the hands of people whose names I’ve already forgotten. Every taut muscle in my body coils as her sweet tongue strokes mine. She has the most incredible mouth—she takes the lead, scraping my bottom lip with her teeth as I groan and grind against her. Her hands grip my belt, undoing it and opening my tuxedo pants. My dick pushes against the confines of my briefs, begging to be touched.
“What have we here?” she coos.
“Present for you.” My breathing is hectic, my brain on vacation.
“I love presents.” She strokes me while kissing my neck. I flatten one hand against the wall, my hips rocking in time with her hand. “I want you, Fox. Here. Now. Tell me you planned ahead.”
“Shit.” I didn’t plan ahead. So far our sexual encounters have happened at my place or hers. I mutter another curse, frustrated by my lack of foresight.
“Lucky you.” She reaches into that red lace bra and comes out with a condom.
“I could kiss you.” I snatch the foil packet from her hand and do just that—lighting her up with kisses while my free hand roams over one of her breasts. I tweak her nipple as she sags against the wall. I push her legs open and palm the gusset of her thong. She thrusts against my fingers.
Voices come close, then closer, and this time don’t recede. When the closet door opens, I press Catarina’s back against the wall, hiding her behind the coats. Her eyes widen and she bites down on her bottom lip. I wink to let her know I’ve got this.
“Barrett, is that you?” It’s Nanci from the office. Her date pokes his head in behind her. “What are you—”
“Get your shit and go. We’re busy.”
After sending me an affronted look, Nanci opens her mouth like she might say more.
“Close the door,” I tell her.
She does and I return my attention to Catarina, half expecting her to reprimand me for being rude. Instead, she bursts into laughter.
“You like that?”
“I love it. She’s been wanting to put her hands on you since you started at the paper.”
“Whose hands are on me now, Kitty Cat?”
She peeks through a fan of thick, black lashes, her expression both demure and shameless, a tantalizing combination. She runs her hands over my chest. “Mine.”
I roll on the condom, my hands shaking since she’s kissing my neck again. I’m also starting to sweat. Faux fur is fucking hot and it’s summer and we’re in a closet.
No matter. I’m not stopping.
“How do you want it?” she asks. Sweetly.
This woman.
“I want it slow and sweaty. How about that?”
“Ohh, just what I was going to suggest.”
