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“Look at me,” I said, and waited until his eyes opened and found mine. “I want you to fuck me.”
He looked confused, so I leaned down and lightly bit one flat nipple. He hissed.
“Get on top of me and fuck me hard.” I tightened around him and that was all it took for that restraint to snap.
He surged up, one arm going around my waist as his mouth slammed into mine. He turned us but didn’t put me beneath him like I’d thought he would. Instead, I found myself with my back against the headboard, my legs automatically going around his waist. Without taking his lips from mine, he drove into me, short, hard thrusts that drove the air from my lungs. What little air I’d been able to get, anyway. The angle had the right pressure and friction on my clit so that, suddenly, nothing was building slowly. Pleasure so intense it was almost painful ripped and clawed its way through me until I was whimpering, my body literally shaking with need.
He finally took his mouth from mine and I gasped in air, but every sound that escaped was more a cry than an exhalation. Then his teeth found my neck, and I came with a scream. He drove into me two more times, each one deeper than the last, and then called out my name. His entire body shuddered with the force of his climax, and we collapsed together in a tangle of limbs.
I heard a soft chuckle and then “Happy New Year” before my exhausted body and mind demanded I rest.
SIXTEEN
SPENCER
I groanedas I rolled over; the ache jolting me awake. My mind raced for a moment as I tried to recall what had happened, and then I felt bare skin against mine as a body shifted next to me. Soft strawberry blonde curls tickled my cheek as she snuggled closer, resting her head on my chest.
Right.
I’d slept with London McCrae again.
And this time, I deliberately sought her out, despite knowing better.
I closed my eyes and mentally cursed myself. Not that I wasn’t a good person with no real vices and a few solid rules I never broke.
But sleeping with the actresses who worked for me? Twice? I knew I shouldn’t have had her in my bed, but I couldn’t help myself. She drew me in.
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, trying to clear my mind. I was the producer of the play, and she was the lead actress. This was not a good situation. I was the one who made the rules about fraternizing with the cast, and now I was breaking them.
I had to find a way to make this work, to keep the production from falling apart and to not let my feelings for her interfere with my job.
“I can hear you thinking.” London’s sleep-thick voice sounded amused.
I opened my eyes and found those brandy-colored eyes dancing with humor, and I couldn’t help but smile back. Maybe having a good shagging wasn’t brilliant, but how could I regret it?
“I’ll be back in a minute,” she said right before rolling off the bed.
I watched as she moved because no straight man in his right mind would reject the opportunity to gaze at a lovely woman like that walking around naked. She was so small, more than a foot shorter than I was, and slim.
“You bit me in a fairly visible place,” she said as she returned from the loo. “I’m going to have to wear high necks or scarves for the next few days.”
“My sincere apologies.” My grin probably gave away the fact that I wasn’t sorry, but she didn’t seem like it genuinely bothered her.
She climbed onto the bed, but then glanced at my back and frowned. “Oh no.”
“Oh yes, I think you left your own mark at the end,” I said with a chuckle.
“Shit. I’m sorry.” The bed dipped, and a moment later, I felt the ghost of a touch on my back.
“No worries. I don’t mind it.” I rolled over, not bothering to hide how her touch affected my body. “Actually, I rather enjoyed it.”
“Really? You did?” She blushed and then whisked her fingertips over the bruise-like mark on her neck. “Me too.”
I reached up and touched it. “You like how it…felt, or you like wearing my mark?”
“Both.”
My cock hardened more, but I ignored it. “I feel the same.”
