Page 67 of About Last Night

“Hmm.” She stands and swings her leg over mine to straddle my lap. My hands automatically go to her hips. “Does this help?”

“A little.” I pull her hips toward me, bring her center flush against me. “Getting better.”

She cups my jaw and pulls me to her. I think she’s going to kiss me, but her lips go to my neck, her breath in my ear. “I promised myself I would be strong and not do this.”

“Why would you do a silly thing like that?” I ask.

“I’m having a very hard time remembering right now. Being around you all day has weakened my resolve.” I push my hips up and into her. Her breath catches and she lets out a small groan. “I love the way you smell.”

There’s my desire, revived with one whisper. “Oh my God,” I whimper.

A month ago, I would have flipped any woman who said that to me onto the couch and fucked them senseless. But this is Audrey.

This is Audrey.

My better angels take over (I didn’t realize I had them, either) and I push her away slightly. “Are you sure about this?”

She sits back onto my thighs. “Toni, we’re having sex, not renting a U-Haul.”

“Right. I know.”

“Are you sure you’re OK with that?”

I sit up straight and slide my hand behind her head, bringing her lips closer to mine, and look into her eyes. “Audrey, I’ve wanted you every second of every day since you walked out the door that night.”

Audrey inhales softly, and her eyes darken. “So have I.”

“I’ll take you however I can get you.”

I stand up, keeping Audrey in my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and grins. I walk toward the stairs.

“Putting those forearms to good use finally,” she teases.

“I’m thankful for every arm day I’ve had at the gym.”

I stop at the foot of the stairs and kiss her, long and hard. Audrey groans deep within her throat. I pull my lips away from hers.

“But I think carrying you up the stairs and kissing you while I do it is beyond even my skills.” I drop Audrey onto the floor, grab her hand, and pull her up the stairs to my room.

The door is barely closed and locked behind us before I’m on her, cupping her face. There is no way in hell I’m going to let the moment I’ve been waiting for for weeks slip out of my grasp by overthinking things.

“Your lips are just as perfect as I remember.” I pour all the emotions I can’t say—I shouldn’t say—into our kiss. It’s gentle and slow, and we immediately start shedding our clothes, our lips parting only to toss them aside. Then we are on the bed and Audrey is beneath me and I settle down on top of her. My body sings at the feel of her soft curves and her satiny skin. She slides her hands down my side and to my ass. She purrs.

“I have wanted to get my hands on your ass for weeks. Could you tell?”

“I had a pretty good idea. I’ve caught you staring a few times.”

“I know. But you keep wearing the gray pants.”

“Gee, I wonder why.”

“It’s a real mystery,” Audrey replies.

We’re both grinning.

“Tell me what you want,” I say.

“I want your mouth on me.”

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