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“What...what are you doing?”
He gave her his hand, and she took it. Pulling her up, he tugged her until she fell into his lap. “I’m calling myself all kinds of names.”
Her fingers landed on his bare shoulders. Then boldly moved downward. The smattering of hair on his chest seemed to consume her attention for she ran her palm up and down his chest, her mouth falling open on a soft gasp. If she felt an ounce of the pleasure that coursed through him, he didn’t blame her. “Why?”
“Because I went to a meeting in Thailand when all I wanted was to be inside you.”
Her hand stilled, her gaze colliding with his. “Oh.”
He grinned and took her mouth in a hard kiss. “I would like to formally accept your proposition, Ms. Raawal.”
A cute little frown tying her brows, she raked her nail across his nipple. He hissed and hardened against her bottom and her eyes widened. She wriggled, the wily minx, and his erection responded by showing its eager appreciation. Her words were a raspy whisper across his skin. “I’ve made you so many propositions, Simon. Which one is it that you’re accepting?” Bending her head, she licked a path from his neck to his nipple before she flicked the flat bud with her teeth.
His self-control dissolving like a mist, Simon launched her backward onto the bed. He was on her in seconds, his substantial weight held up on his elbows. Her legs fell away instantly, forming a welcoming cradle for him. He let his hips fall, grinding his erection into her sex. His eyes rolled back in his head when she chased his hips with hers with a needy groan. “This proposition, Angel.”
Head thrown back, she arched into him. Her fingers gripped his biceps, and she pushed her head up to meet his lips. With a raw groan, Simon let her tongue into his mouth. She seduced him with her tongue, with soft nips, with hard licks, until he was grinding on top of her like a teenager.
With one hand, he pushed up the flowing skirt she wore, loving every inch of the silky-smooth skin he discovered with his fingers. He bit back a curse when he found a flimsy thong, already damp with wetness. He bent his head and kissed the pulse racing at her neck.
“Angel?”
“Hmm...”
“I need you now.”
“Okay, yes.”
“I want hard and fast and...”
Fiery pink coated her cheeks but she nodded. “Yes, okay. But then after, slow and lazy.”
He grinned and licked her lower lip. “You sound like you have your priorities all set.”
“I have a list I’ve been composing, Simon. All the things I’d do to you, with you, if I ever got my hands on you.”
“Yeah?” he said, pushing the thong away, wondering what kind fate had dropped her into his lap.
“Yes. If you have anything you want to add to the list, just let me know.”
Holding himself off her, Simon pushed his trousers down. His erection jerked up into his belly, hard and already beading at the tip.
Her gaze wide, Anya traced a line down his length. Up and down until all he could hear was his own heartbeat in his ears. Then her finger rested gently on the soft tip, before dipping into the drop of his release.
And while he watched, his tendons jutting out with pressure, she brought the finger to her mouth and licked at it. Her gaze when it met his was darkly carnal, wicked and full of delight.
“God, this is going to be over before we’ve even started if you look at me like that, Angel.”
“I want to lick you here, all over,” she said, fisting his shaft. Moving it up and down with enthusiasm if not expertise.
Simon thrust into her hands, blind need driving him. The thought of that lush mouth wrapped around his erection pushed him that much closer to his release. “Some other time,” he managed before he used his free hand to push away the flimsy thong. Gently, he traced the lips of her sex before dipping his finger at her opening. Wetness coated his fingers. She was ready for him, so ready. “Now, Anya?”
“Yes,” she said, thrusting her hips up.
Taking himself in hand, he covered up with a condom and thrust into her wet warmth in one go. And didn’t stop until he was all the way inside her.
The tight clutch of her sex was the sweetest torment he’d ever faced. Her gasp sent a flutter through his nerves, making him impossibly harder inside her.
Simon kissed a path up her neck to her mouth. “Did I hurt you, Angel?”
