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“What?” she asked, lips quirking every so slightly at the corners before slipping into a full-on smile. Crimson spread across her porcelain skin, tinting her cheeks. She tucked a strand behind her ear, her eyes darting down, and for a second her confidence wavered, and the girl I once was so desperately in love with came through.
“You’re beautiful,” I said.
She rolled her eyes, and I laughed at how easily she could throw off my compliments.
“You don’t have to sugar me up. It’s pretty much a guarantee you’ll be getting some tonight.”
I stalked toward her, snaking my hand around her waist and drawing her so close that her body pressed against my growing desire.
“Oh,” she exclaimed before her mouth curled into a devilish grin.
“You see what you do to me? I just have to look at you, and I’m hard.” I backed her toward a darkened corner until she was flush with the stone of the building. “All I could think about was your pussy bare beneath this dress.” My hand latched onto her thigh, dragging it up my leg and settling it on my hip. I slipped my fingers beneath the material of her dress, sinking into the toned flesh of her ass.
She moaned, the tiny sound eliciting something in me that was desperate and greedy. I crashed my mouth to hers, saying fuck it to sweet kisses. My control had snapped, and my mouth was beyond that. I plunged my tongue through her crease, not waiting for an invitation. Fuck that. When it came to Phoebe, she was mine, and I was claiming her.
Her fingers dug into my shirt, clinging tightly. She met my beast with her own vigor. Sliding her tongue with mine, she took control, rendering me a prisoner to her needs. Pleasure and desire shot through my veins with every stroke of her tongue and every moan that fell from her pretty lips.
I moved my hand, searching for sweet heat. I needed to touch her, needed to feel that slick moisture coating my finger. She cried out as I swiped a digit through her damp folds, shifting her mouth to my neck.
I parted her and moaned at the moist pool at her center. “So fucking wet,” I said and plunged my finger in deep. Her nails and teeth dug into my shoulder, and her body arched toward my touch. Her breaths came in hard, shallow pants through her nose as her mouth stayed latched to me. “Come for me.”
She shook her head against my shoulder. “Someone will hear,” she managed.
“Let them.” My voice was an unrecognizable growl. I was claiming the one I had lost, and I wanted everyone to know. I swiped my thumb across her swollen bundle of nerves, and her body jerked. “Don’t hold back.” I plunged into her hard and fast, rubbing her clit with as much speed. My lips moved to her mouth, devouring her, claiming her, declaring my eternal love for this woman who had always been the one.
Her walls tightened around my finger, her body jolted, and I kissed her with everything I had, draining myself until I didn’t exist without her. Her head flung back, but I wanted her orgasm. It wasn’t about letting the world know anymore. It was about letting Phoebe know her orgasm was as much mine.
She came with a scream I muffled with my lips, absorbing the sputtering of noises and kissing her until her walls loosened their death grip. Her leg unhooked from my hip and slid down my thigh. She slumped against the wall, spent and beautifully satisfied.
“I did not have an orgasm against a building on my Bingo card for tonight.”
“You might play to win, but I’m a master at the game.”
I kissed her then, soft and sweet, relishing in her taste, and wanting her more than I ever had. A need slammed into me so hard, I nearly stumbled. I needed to be inside of her, needed to see my cock pumping in and out as her slick heat glistened on my shaft.
“We need to go.” I pulled her dress into place and grabbed her hand, tugging her along.
“What? Why?”
“Because if I don’t fuck you soon, I might explode.”
With a giggle, she hurried along, grabbing my upper arm and holding close as we made our way as fast as we could to the hotel.
My body pulsed with a voracious craving that refused to settle. Before we made it to the hotel door, I slid my hand into my pants and yanked my dick up, tucking it into my waistband. I didn’t want to scare everyone in the lobby.
Phoebe yanked my hand shy of the door, pulling me into her curves. She grabbed my face and brought my lips to hers, kissing me with a promise of what was to come.
“You’re killing me,” I said against her mouth.
“That’s the point.” She kissed me one last time, flashed that sexy as sin smile, and strutted into the hotel lobby.
I took a minute to calm myself, so I didn’t run after her caveman style and throw her over my shoulders. A few deep breaths later, I hurried into the hotel with my eye on the prize. I stalked toward the elevator, ignoring the people scattered about the lobby.
“Laurent!” My name was uneasy on her lips and had me turning toward her instantly. Phoebe awkwardly waved from a chair in the lobby across from her sister. Excuse me. Half-sister.
I yanked at the collar of my shirt, wishing like hell I was upstairs and the damn shirt was on the floor, and made my way to them. “What’s going on?” I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible and not like Parker had unknowingly become the biggest cockblock of the century.
“Garrett was talking shop with a bunch of the guests, so Parker decided to swing by.”
