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Suddenly, I couldn’t think of anything except tasting every last inch of her.
And feeling her glorious body against mine.
My head was spinning, and the blood was roaring in my ears when I drew back to look at her. “I have a room upstairs.”
Martha paused then her lips spread into a slow smile. “Lead the way.”
I took her hand and pulled her out after me, weaving in and out of people as we did. Once we were outside, I made a beeline for the elevator, my thumb stroking the inside of her wrist. As soon as the doors slid shut behind us, I pushed her up against the wall and kissed her again, pouring every ounce of emotion I had into the kiss.
Six years of pent-up frustration and yearning.
She kissed me back with just as much emotion, making me growl. I used one hand to frame her face, and the other moved down to her thighs. Shivers raced up and down my spine as I hoisted her up, and she locked her legs around my waist. I rubbed my hands up and down her bare arms, thrilled when goosebumps broke out across her flesh.
Martha felt it, too; I knew it.
My tongue explored every inch of her mouth, familiarizing myself with the sweet taste of her. Then she tilted her head to the side and wound her fingers through my hair. I sank nails into her waist and made a low guttural sound in the back of my throat. The elevator doors pinged open, slicing through the thick fog of desire, and I set her back down.
Flushed, Martha pulled her dress down and took off her shoes.
Without warning, I swept her into my arms and raced down the carpeted hallway. At the end of the hallway, I stopped and took the card out of my pocket. Martha squirmed against me as she pushed the door open, and we stumbled in. As soon as we did, I set her down on her feet and pulled her to me.
All at once, something within me exploded.
We were a mess of limbs and teeth as we stumbled backward in the direction of the bedroom. I tugged on the zipper on her dress, smiling into her mouth when I pulled the dress down. She stepped out of it, leaving it by the doorway to the room, and reached for my pants. After fumbling with the zipper, she pulled the pants down, and I stepped out of them.
Martha’s eyes moved down to my boxers and the visible erection there. Then she glanced back up at my face and smiled. “I’ve missed you.”
I pulled her to me and growled. “I’ve missed you too.”
When we fell backward onto the bed, I unhooked her bra and tossed it over my shoulders. “I’ve spent the past six years imagining what it would be like to be with you again. To taste you again.”
Martha blew out a breath and snuck her hand underneath the waistband of my boxers. “I didn’t forget about you either, Albin.”
I pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses down the side of her neck, over the slope of her chest, and stopped at the waistband of her panties. Slowly, I glanced back up at her, and my eyes didn’t leave her face as I used my teeth to pull the panties down over her thighs and over her feet. Her entire face turned bright red as she stretched out on my mattress, laid bare for me to see.
With a smirk, I sat back on my legs and studied her. “You’ve even more beautiful than I remember.”
Martha sighed. “So are you.”
I covered her body with mine and kissed her again, slower this time. She made a low humming sound and locked her legs over my waist. When I shifted, she drew me closer so I was positioned at her entrance. My heart was hammering against my chest as I dropped a hand between us and stroked her. One finger slid in between her wet folds and then another, so she was bucking and writhing against me.
Her whimpers were like music to my ears.
And she smelled intoxicating.
Martha clawed at my back, leaving a trail of heat in her wake. “Oh, Albin. Oh, yes.”
I buried my face in the crook of her neck and exhaled. “That’s it. That’s a good girl.”
Martha shook and writhed underneath me. Once I drew back to look at her, I saw the dazed look on her face. I lowered my head to kiss her and positioned myself at her entrance. In one quick move, I was inside of her, and she stilled. Little by little, once her muscles contracted, she moved against me, making soft little whimpering noises as she did.
It felt like my heart was going to explode.
I held her to me as I eased out and slammed back into her. “You feel so good, Martha.”
“Oh, Albin. Don’t stop.”
She sunk her teeth into my neck and ground against me, meeting each thrust with one of her own. I placed one hand on either side of the headboard and brought my head to rest there. Over and over, the two of us moved against each other—wave after wave of pleasure building within me as my pounding heart drowned out everything else.
