Page 14 of Falling for Sierra

“I’m sure. I’m not ready for this day to end. Come in, if only for a little while.”

“All right.” She turned off the engine. Watched him watch her a moment as if he was fighting with himself about something, then he turned away opened the door and slid from the vehicle.

They made their way through the lobby and to the elevator.

“Is there anything you’re looking for we didn’t see today?” Sierra asked as they waited for the car to arrive.

Blake frowned a second then shook his head as the doors slid open. “No more business tonight.”

They stepped into the glass and steel box, and he smiled down at her to soften his tone.

“I want to focus on you tonight, that won’t work if you’re thinking about what I want in a home.” The door slid closed. Blake hit the button for the fourth floor, reached out and snagged Sierra around the waist. He pulled her closer.

She didn’t bother to keep her head from tilting back. Her gaze met his. Her breath came in a soft gasp and her pulse made the vein in her neck throb.

Blake wanted to nip at her neck and make her cry out. He was hoping she’d call his name. But the elevator doors slid open before he had a chance to give into the impulses that raged through him. Instead, he guided her down the hall to his room.

She stood patiently while he fumbled to unlock the door. For some reason he couldn’t get the key to work. As he tried again, Sierra stepped behind him. The next thing he knew, she’d slipped bare arms around his waist and laid her cheek against his back.

His cock twitched and throbbed, his jeans growing tighter with every second. Finally, the light on the lock flashed green. He opened the door, spun in her arms, and pulled her into the room with him.

Sierra laughed as she followed him. As soon as the door closed, they fell into each other. Lips crushed together, and desperate hands tore at clothing in their hurry to find skin. His lips, then the edge of his teeth found that sweet spot that had pulsed for him earlier, teasing and tempting him.

Her hands tugged loose the button of his jeans and slide inside as his slipped up the back of her shirt. Blake reveled in the satin smoothness of her skin until her probing hand found its way into his briefs and wrapped around his cock.

Blake bit back a groan as he pulled away. “Not too fast. I want to make this last.” He turned away, unbuttoning his shirt as went. He toed off his shoes as he shrugged out of his shirt and tossed it aside before turning back to Sierra. She stood where he’d left her, eyes filled with heat as she watched him.

“Come here and let me take care of you a minute.” Blake crooked a finger at her. Her lids dropped as she took closed the distance between them. “Have a seat.” He eased her down to sit on the bed, then knelt at her feet. “Let me help you with these.” He picked up one boot and started on the laces.

“I can do that.” Sierra’s face turned pink.

“I know you can, but I want to.” He removed the boot and sock and kneaded the pad below her toes with his thumbs for just a moment. She’d spent most of the day in heels and her feet had to be at least a little sore. He finished with the first foot and set it down only to pick up the other and repeat the process. Once he’d finished with both he stood and tugged her to her feet.

Her shirt gone, he ran his hands down her arms and sides until he encountered the heavy waistband of her jeans, then hooked his fingers in her beltloops and pulled her close enough for a long, hot kiss.

While their tongues battled, neither one let their hands remain idle. Sierra’s fingers slide up his back and dug into the muscles sending a shiver through him.

Blake brought his hands up and cupped her breasts through the lace cups of her bra. Her nipples drew to hard pebbles against his palm. He couldn’t resist the temptation, and slipped his index fingers beneath the thin fabric to flick and tease the sensitive tips.

Sierra moaned into the kiss, her fingers digging into his back. Blake trailed kisses down the side of her neck, pausing to nip her earlobe along the way, then again at the pulse in her throat before he continued lower still. He reached around and fumbled with the clasp on her bra, wondering for a moment where all his smooth lines and practiced moves went when he was with her.

After a moment, he freed the hooks and slid the garment off her arms before laying her back on the bed. Her body all soft and pliant except where her hands clutched and pulled at him.

“We’ll get there, don’t be in such a hurry.” Blake couldn’t resist giving her full, rounded breasts the attention they deserved. He pulled one puckered tip in his mouth while teasing the other with his fingers.

Sierra cried out in pleasure as her body arched, moving closer and silently begging for more.

“How sensitive are these?” He glanced up at her as an idea came to mind. “Have you ever come from someone playing with your breasts?”

“No.” Her head tossed back and forth on the comforter, he wasn’t sure if she was shaking her head or had lost control. “No one’s ever tried.”

She was responsive enough, so he thought it might be possible. A smile spread across his face as he toyed with both nipples, flicking, and pinching them in turn as he watched her reactions. The temptation to be the one to introduce her to the unique pleasure was more than he could resist.

Bending back to his task he redoubled his efforts, sure he could make pleasure explode through her without ever touching her jeans, much less getting inside them. It would make her pleasure later, when he did give in and touch her where the damp heat was already leaking through her jeans, even better.

CHAPTER 9

Thoughts formed, then fled before she could fully grasp them. Sierra’s entire body was about to go up in flames, at least that’s how it felt.

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