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Heat infused her every cell as his hands slid under her dress to clasp her buttocks, pulling her firmly against his hard length. She arched against him in agreement, their mouths engaged in a primal duel even as his thumbs smoothed soothing circles low on her back.
“We need to lock the door,” she murmured between rough kisses.
“We need a condom,” he said against her mouth.
“The second one from the dispenser is in my purse.”
At her words, he pulled his head back, eyes still fiery with need, his brow creased in surprise. She had grabbed the condom on impulse, wanting a memento, and she wasn’t sure if he found her charmingly funny or entirely too bold. For the first time in her life she didn’t know where she stood with a man, and it was driving her insane.
After a split second, he said, “I’ll get the door. You get the condom.”
Fortunately neither endeavor took long. When they met back in the center of the room Hunter removed her dress and tossed it aside. “This time—” with a firm hand he gently pushed her down to the plush carpet and a thrill rushed through her “—I’m in charge.” He kept pressing until she was lying back, and then he slipped off her thong.
Throat tight, body aching for him, she watched Hunter take off his tux, starting with the coat, bow tie, and then his shirt. The sight of the finely honed torso—the one he’d placed between her and her dad after her father’s insult—left her dying to take control. The acute need to worship lean muscle, warm skin and the hard, protective planes of his chest was strong. But when he shed his pants, was naked, his erection visible in all its glory, her heart pumped so hard she feared it would break free from her chest and flop to the floor.
Maybe it was a good thing he was taking the lead.
He knelt and lifted her leg, kissing her ankle. He nipped his way higher, scraping his teeth across her skin, palms soothing the fire his mouth left behind. When he reached her inner thigh, with a quick dart of his tongue he licked the nub between her legs, and a sensual jolt shocked every cell.
Before she could catch her breath he moved his attention to the other leg, giving it equal time. As his teeth nipped up her second thigh she closed her eyes, body humming, nerves straining, and arched to meet him. His lips landed on her center again and lingered, sending hot pleasure rushing through her. She gripped the thick carpet, a moan escaping her lips and sweat dotting her temples.
Time hovered, her mind expanding even as her muscles contracted, focusing on the point where Hunter’s lips, teeth and tongue brought her to an ecstasy that washed everything away. There was no yesterday to regret. No tomorrow to worry about. Only the beautiful way Hunter made her feel.
Mouth between her legs, he worked his sensual magic, pushing her closer to the brink, so close to climax her whole body tensed.
He drew back and, crushed, she let out a cry. “Wait.”
“You’ll have to,” he said, and calmly rolled on the condom. And then, eyes on hers, he shifted up her body. Instinctively she welcomed him. He arched between her thighs, going deep. Relief shuddered through her and she shifted to absorb more of him, meeting him thrust for thrust. There was no doubt. No uncertainty or distrust. Just a desire strong enough, sure enough, to push aside all the worries.
Heart pumping in her chest, hair damp at her neck, she closed her eyes as their hips strained against each other, her release just moments away.
This time when he pulled out her eyes flew open and Carly clutched his shoulders, speechless as he began to kiss his way down her neck to her collarbone. She found her voice, frustrated and flabbergasted. “What are you do—?”
His mouth landed on a nipple, eliciting a sharp hiss, cutting off her words. He nipped and kissed, as if relishing her flavor, and the sounds of her soft cries filled the room. Gradually she grew louder, spurring him on as his lips traced a path down her abdomen. He licked the tiny dip at her navel, drawing out a groan from Carly before he continued down. When his lips landed back on the sensitive center between her legs she called out his name. He lingered, apparently taking delight in pushing her higher, until she was close again, so close to completion she almost felt it.
Once more, before she could peak, he swooped up her body and drove deep between her legs. Arching his hips, he took all he could, and this time her body’s response bordered on frantic. She let out a sob, the pleasure and need so great she dug her nails into his back, her legs aiding his thrusts as their hips bucked in unison. Tears of frustration burned her lids. The intensity of his gaze and the dark, determined look on his face shoved her closer to the edge. She began to whimper. And his movements, though controlled, grew carnal. Rough. Primal.
