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She sucked him into her throat and held him there, not breathing, wide eyes fixed on his face.
Unable to move a muscle or even draw air, he stared down at her, stamping the vision on his mind so he could revisit it later after all this was over and they went their separate ways.
He rocked his hips back and dragged his cock along her tongue.
She lapped the head.
A guttural growl rumbled in his chest. He intended to stop this torture, pick her up and take her hard and rough against that door. But then she unlocked her hands from behind her back and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. The other, she used to cup his balls.
“Fuck!” His eyes rolled back in his head as she took him again, deep, pumping his length, jacking him until his toes curled in his boots.
“Lark.” He gripped her by the upper arms and pulled her to her feet, yanking her against his body. “Enough of your torment, woman.”
Her sexy smile cost him half his brain cells. “You taste yummy.”
A low groan burst from him and silenced when he slammed his mouth over hers.
With a whimper, she looped her arms around his neck. Her soft curves molded to him and made him think of a thousand other dirty ways to take her.
As he plundered her sweet mouth, he began to strip her with concise moves.
He didn’t think she was even aware that he was taking off her clothes until he broke the kiss.
He dropped to his knees in front of her.
A small gasp escaped her.
Running his hands down her curvy sides, over full hips and thighs all the way to her ankles, he ordered, “Step out of your pants.”
She shuddered. Balancing on one foot, she allowed him to remove those constricting pants off one foot and then the other. When she was stripped bare, he closed his fingers on her hips.
Their gazes connected for three long heartbeats.
In one swift move, he stood and pinned her against the door.
“Clay!”
He captured her mouth. The way she kissed him back felt like she latched on to his libido and refused to let go.
“Condom,” he roughed out.
“Still on top of the…” she panted, “dresser.”
“Fucking hell, I wanted you against this door, but I’ll settle for bent over the bed.” With a hand on her bottom, he gave her a small nudge toward the hallway.
She took a step and paused to glance at him.
“Go on, sweet thing.”
She still hesitated. “Are you coming?”
“I’ll be one step behind you, looking at your luscious ass and thinking of all the forbidden things I want to do to it.”
“Oh god!”
“Walk.” He jabbed a finger toward the bedroom.
Lark took one step, then another. He fell in behind her, his gaze locked on her ass just as promised. Occasionally, she’d falter and pause, as if the need inside her was too strong to go on.
