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Lorenzo was on top of me, kissing me like there was no tomorrow.
Who the hell knew if there would be a tomorrow, anyway? I hadn’t thought we would have another chance. I hadn’t thought I would let him get this far a second time.
His free hand slid onto my breast while he kissed me, his fingers tightening in my hair, and I moaned when he held me in place, having his way.
I happened to love him having his way, even if I wouldn’t admit to it.
He worked his lips down my neck, nuzzling and nibbling, and it sent shivers down my spine. When he kissed his way onto the delicate skin on my chest, he pulled the low neckline of my dress aside and peeled down the stiff cup of my plunging bra.
My nipples were already hard, and Lorenzo sucked one into his mouth without ceremony. I cried out without reserve as his tongue flicked and teased. His other hand found my other breast, and he kneaded and massaged it through the material of my dress.
If we’d been in the limo, I would have let him undress me and take me right here, right now, but we had limited space to work with.
Lorenzo didn’t let that stop him. He slid a hand further and further down my body while he moved his attention to my other breast, peeling back the dress and bra expertly as if he knew all about ladies’ fashion. Had he made a point to learn how it worked?
I tried not to think about how good he was with his hands and his mouth, knowing his way around a woman’s body with practiced ease.
His hand found the slit in my dress on my thigh. His hand was hot, and he pushed it between my legs. He pushed his fingers against my pussy, and I shifted and opened my legs to give him room. Lorenzo rubbed my clit through the sheer material of the G-string I’d opted for, and the friction was incredible.
“You’re wet,” he muttered against my breast.
“You’re sucking on my nipples,” I said.
Lorenzo chuckled in response before he pulled my G-string aside and flicked his fingers over my clit again. I gasped and pushed my hands into his dark, curly hair. I ran my nails over his scalp, and Lorenzo groaned.
When he pushed two fingers into me, I slid down the seat.
Lorenzo let go of my breasts, and I tugged the bra and dress back into place.
He moved his mouth to mine and kissed me, swallowing my cries and moans as he alternated between finger fucking me and rubbing circles over my clit.
He pushed me closer and closer to the edge, listening to my breathing, and every time I felt like I was going to topple over and orgasm into his hand, he changed his pace or his position.
It kept me on the edge, teasing, and I gasped and moaned in protest. I wanted a release. I wanted to orgasm, to come undone, to let pleasure take over.
Lorenzo wouldn’t let me.
The car slowed, and we arrived at Noah and Ava’s place. Lorenzo let go of me, and I gasped, trying to pull myself together before we got out of the car.
“You have to be quiet, the kids are sleeping,” I commanded Lorenzo, and he nodded. He pressed his lips against mine one more time before he climbed out of the car. He offered me a hand to help me out, and I took it.
When I stepped into the house, the light in the family room was still on. Noah sat on the couch, watching TV, when we passed the door.
“You’re back earlier than I expected—oh.” Noah stopped mid-sentence when he saw Lorenzo.
“You remember Lorenzo, don’t you?” I asked Noah.
“Sure,” Noah said. “Hey, man.”
“Noah,” Lorenzo said and shook Noah’s hand.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said. “Good night.”
“Sure,” Noah said again. “You’re welcome to join us for breakfast, Lorenzo,” he added with a chuckle.
I ignored my brother and his teasing glances and led Lorenzo down the passage toward my room. I shut the door.
“Well, that was awkward,” Lorenzo said.
