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“Uh-uh.” I lean back against his chest. “Not at all.”
I figured we would fuck, just not here. We’re driving back to LA tonight, so in my head, I had my place or his in mind when I thought about it.
“I’ve been picturing this all week. And let me tell you, it’s been hell. I’ve gotten hard with no relief every single time.”
He told me yesterday it’d been two weeks since he last had sex, making me wonder if he hadn’t been with anyone else since he and I had sex that first time. Is that excessive for a single man to go without these days? Listening to some of my male co-workers it is. Then again, half of them are cheating pricks.
“Hands on the glass,” he orders. Doing as he says, I look over my shoulder, seeing Drago looking down as he hikes up my dress. “You have the best ass I’ve ever touched, ever seen.” He grips one cheek firmly, squeezing my flesh.
“I work hard for it,” I confess, turning my head to look back out of the window, seeing throngs of people filing out of the stadium. The players have all left the field, but there are still countless others out there. Anyone could look up here and see us. Someone could see us from one of the other suites.
“I bet you do,” he replies, squeezing my other butt cheek, then rubbing the skin after, soothing it.
He’s going to wreck me in more ways than I’m ready for.
His warm hands roam up, trailing heat in his path, stopping when he reaches the band of my panties. Not wasting any time, he glides them down to the floor. Wrapping both hands around my calves, he slides them up, pressing his thumb into the muscles on the back. It’s both torturous and glorious at the same time.
I’m not prepared for the moment he stops just under my ass, spreading my cheeks wide apart, and then his tongue connects with my center, making me gasp. My eyes close as my head drops back onto my shoulders when he licks from my clit to my wet opening.
I whimper when his mouth leaves me, not able to control my need.
“Lean forward and push your ass toward me,” he instructs, and being greedy, I do exactly that.
One of Drago’s hands lets go of my ass cheek, moving between my legs, going under my dress and up my belly, stopping in the center of my abdomen. Holding me, he glides my body back under his tongue, making my eyes roll back in my head. A slow moan escapes my lips.
He could do this for hours and I’d never tire. My legs will give out before my body does.
His hand slips lower, going achingly slow, until his palm connects with my clit, making that bundle of nerves sync in a tornado of fury when he increases pressure against me, rubbing back and forth.
Shit, that feels so good, better than good. This is what my life has been missing for far too long. It’s like he’s the missing link to me or something.
His middle finger—or maybe his index finger, I don’t know which—takes up the space his palm was, circling ever so slowly as that tongue laps at me.
I breathe deep, trying to gain composure the best I can before he kills me.
“Lazy circles aren’t going to cut it, Acerbi.” I use his last name hoping to instigate him. “I’m a fast and hard kind of woman.” My words sound so strong even though I am anything but that on the inside. Those fucking circles are driving me mad, and he’s going to make me come.
He snickers from behind me seconds before twisting the material of my dress in his fist and forcing me to turn around to face him, my eyes landing on his below me, where he’s kneeling on the floor.
“Be careful what you wish for,detective,” he says, putting an emphasis on my title. “Little girls like you are easily broken by men like me.”
He stands to his full height, staring down, making it a point of just how much smaller and shorter I am than him.
Jesus, he looks every inch of a predator right now, and I’m not so sure if I’m supposed to be running toward the danger, or away from it. I have to pin my palms to the glass to keep from climbing up his body. At some point, he pulled off the polo shirt he had been wearing so now I’m staring at his sexy bare torso. His upper chest is smothered in black hairs that lighten as they trail down, disappearing into his jeans.
My tongue pushes out, wetting my dry lips. Apparently, this is another memory that eluded me—and a weakness. My fingers twitch, wanting to run through what I’m imagining is soft hair on that firm body.
His hand comes to rest on my hip below where my wrap dress is tied. Fingers loop around the belt, yanking; it releases without much work, the dress falling open to reveal my body underneath. With my panties already discarded, only my bra conceals the rest of me.
We stare at each other for seconds that feel more like an eternity.
“Aren’t you going to fuck me now?” My unsteady voice comes out breathless, revealing just how much I want him. What’s the point in concealing it? I’d much rather enjoy every minute I can. Logically, I can’t let this happen again after today. My career is too important to me to jeopardize it over a man. And right now, that’s exactly what I’m doing.
Reaching behind himself, he produces a condom from his back pocket. He didn’t even have to pull it out of a wallet. I guess he’s been as ready for this as I have.
He places the foil pack between his teeth, leaving it there to unbutton his jeans. Looking down, I watch as he unzips his pants, yanking them and his boxers down his legs at the same time.
I gulp, swallowing hard at the sight.
