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Stripping off my jacket, I toss it on top of our phones on the table. It falls to the floor, and for once, I don’t care. I just let it crumple onto the marble.
It’s tempting to reach behind her neck and undo the tie of her dress, but I resist the urge. I want something different. I want to take my time, given that we have all night. So instead, I lift her thigh and settle her hip against mine so that she can feel the nudge of my swollen dick. “Feel how much I want you. Feel how fucking hard you make me, Cookie.”
Dani grips my shoulders, arching her back as I follow the vein in her throat with my lips, trailing soft, worshipful kisses along her warm flesh. I love the way Dani tastes, and I love how she comes alive for me with the barest of touches. It’s a tease, and she isn’t known for her patience when it comes to sex.
Dani is already breathing hard. She bumps her hips forward against mine, gasping in pleasure when she makes greater contact with my dick. “I want you,” she murmurs. “Please, Michael. Take me.”
The fabric of her dress and my pants is an unwanted barrier for both of us, but I’m not going to take her hard and fast, not when I have her all to myself. Not when I can thoroughly love every inch of her. I want her quivering and dripping with desire for me before tonight is over.
“Don’t worry, baby, you’re going to get me. I’m going to spendhourspleasuring you and fucking that sweet little pussy.”
“Hours?” she asks breathlessly.
“Hours,” I promise.
Raising my head, I gather her even closer against my chest and devour her lips with mine, enjoying the taste of her mouth, the remnants of the sweet wine she drank only adding to her natural essence. It was a long day of travel and shopping and socializing with colleagues. A complicated, frustrating, and up and down long-ass day. I’ve been waiting for this—the moment when she sighs into my kiss, her hands reaching out, needing me to hold her steady.
She gives herself to me so completely that I’m in awe of her. That she’smine.
Desire is pumping through me, and I turn us, pushing her back against the wall of the hotel suite. She makes contact with a soft thump, a gasp escaping her lips. Sometimes I don’t even know if she fully understands what she does to me. How completely she owns me.
Holding her against the wall, I take the kiss deeper, nipping at her bottom lip, then sweeping my tongue over it to soothe where I’ve bitten her.
She hasn’t relaxed fully. She’s in her head, about our conversation earlier, about Nathan and Crew.
I pull back completely, earning a tiny cry of disappointment from her. She watches me, yearning in her eyes. “Michael?” she asks, voice a little wobbly from uncertainty. “What do you want me to do?”
“Open for me, baby,” I command. “Fucking open for me.”
I mean her mouth, of course, and I mean her legs, her body.
But I also mean more than that. I want her to open all of herself for me the way she does every day, but evenmore.I want all of her.
Dani pulls back slightly, leaning away so she can take in my expression. She gives me a look that is a little puzzled, even as I deny her the opportunity to study me as I nibble her soft earlobe. She’s curious again about my tone, which as I play the words back in my head, sounds harsher than normal.
“Show me what you want. I’m yours,” she says simply.
That implicit trust she has in me is a heady aphrodisiac.
“That’s right. You’remine. And all I want right now is you.”
Teasing up under her dress, I stroke greedy fingers over her inner thighs until I find the scrap of lace she’s wearing and I tease it to the side. Beneath that little bit of nothing, she’s smooth and wet and I allow myself to groan when I feel how ready she is for me already.
I drop down and rest my knees on my fallen suit jacket and take the hem of her dress and yank it up so that her pretty pussy is exposed, inches in front of me. My mouth is hot, throat constricted. My muscles are tense, dick throbbing with the need to sink deep inside all that welcoming wet heat. But first, I want to taste her.
Running my palms up the inside of her thighs, over the smooth plane of creamy pale flesh, I follow the trail with my gaze. I already know every inch of her, but it never ceases to amaze me how beautiful she is, how this woman makes me feel.
Awe.
That’s how I feel whenever I’m with Dani.
She fell into my life, and she’s hijacked my damn heart.
“So damn pretty,” I tell her now, brushing my thumbs over her soft, swollen folds. I ease them apart, studying her intimately, gently blowing my warm breath onto her.
I’m rewarded with a low moan, her fingertips digging into my shoulders. I tease at her, barely here, barely there, wanting to soak in every sound, every scent, every single sensation.
“Michael, do something,” she pleads.
