Though her heart hadn’t yet slowed to a regular pace, he was starting over again.And she liked it.God, she loved it.She loved how alive he made her feel, how every sensation seemed amplified, right down to how plush the carpet felt beneath her feet.She climbed every step, the scent of her earlier bath still hanging in the air, her skin heating.
“If you wanted more,” she teased, “why didn’t you come in?”
“Because I wanted your voice on the phone.The perfect end to a perfect night.”
“Where are you?”she asked as she set the water tumbler on her bedside table.
“I’m right where you need me to be, on the other end of the phone.”
She wasn’t sure what he meant.That he thought she needed him to keep his distance?Or that he knew she wasn’t done with him tonight?Maybe both were true.
“I’m standing by my bed,” she told him.
“Take off your dress.”
Usually she’d head to the bathroom to remove her makeup and moisturize her skin.But for him, she slipped the top button in back, then gathered the dress in her fingers, drawing it over her head.She tossed it on the end of the bed, not even bothering to hang it up.
“It’s off,” she told him.
“That dress is so fucking hot.That keyhole gave me sexy flashes of your breasts in front and bare skin all the way down your back.When I touched you, it was like touching fire.I can see you now, naked, no panties and bra.Your nipples are hard.”
She pinched them the way she knew he wanted.“They’re hard pebbles waiting for your mouth to suck on them.”
“Christ, I can already taste them.Get into bed.”
She laid her phone on the bedside table.“I’m slipping beneath the covers.They’re like silk against my hot skin.”
He groaned.Then he seduced her with a whisper.“Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
“It’s what I want to do to you,” she said in the same barely there whisper he used.
“Tell me.”
She started with, “I want to strip you out of that sexy business suit.It makes you look like a high-powered executive.”
He laughed.“Iama high-powered executive.”
She laughed too, because he was so cocky and arrogant and perfect.“You’re interrupting my story.”
“I’m sorry, please go on.”His voice drizzled over her nerve endings like warm caramel.“Good, because I’m in the middle of stripping you down.And now I’m pushing you back on the bed and spreading your legs so I can crawl between them.”
“I like the way you think.”His voice grew raspy, his need punching through the airspace between them.
“What I want most is your cock in my mouth.Sliding down, I lick that first tiny drop of come from the tip.”She moaned.“It’s so deliciously salty.”
He sucked in a breath as if he could actually feel what she was doing.“Christ.”
“You like the way I suck you?”
“I fucking love it.Especially when I tangle my fingers in your hair and you take even more.”
She didn’t touch herself.Because right now, it was all about him.She needed it that way.“You’re so hard.I feel every muscle in your body shaking with how badly you want to come.”
“You can’t know how badly.”Then, “Take all of me,” he demanded.
She closed her eyes, imagining his taste.“I love the way you explode in my mouth.The way you grunt and growl.”
She’d loved the way he’d grunted and growled tonight when he’d filled her, when he came in her.
