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She was tooconfused and overwhelmed and turned-on and shaky to even begin to make up alie. So she gasped out the truth. “Because I like having sex with you.”

He nodded, asif he’d known she would say that. “So why do you keep making this morecomplicated than it is?”

A homequestion. Lori had no answer for him.

His hand wasstill planted next to her head, trapping her against the wall. He was hard.Aroused. As aroused as she was.

Unable to holdherself back any longer, she reached out and grabbed him by the hips. Pressedhis pelvis against her. Rubbed herself against the bulge she felt and almostmoaned at the resulting sensations.

Then sherealized how shamelessly she’d groped him, when it wasn’t clear they were inthe midst of one of their sessions, and she dropped her hands abruptly with agasp. “Sorry!”

Ander put downhis case, which he’d been holding in one hand all along. Then he planted hissecond hand on the wall on the other side of her head. “Lori?”

“I didn’t mean ...”she began, her cheeks blazing. “I mean, if you didn’t want to keep theappointment tonight, I shouldn’t have—”

“We can keepthe appointment,” he rasped, his eyes raking over her face. “Do you want to dothis here?”

In theelevator. In between floors ten and eleven in an expensive, old-fashioned Seattlehotel.

“Yes,” shebreathed, arching against the wall so she could rub her aching nipples againsthis chest.

Without anotherword, he buried his face in her neck, mouthing and nibbling and kissing in anurgent pattern she couldn’t begin to follow. His arms went around her, pressingher body tightly against his. Then he began to make small, rhythm thrusts,rocking his erection against her middle.

She knew he wasreally turned on. He couldn’t possibly have done any sort of mental thing toget himself ready, since he’d assumed they wouldn’t be having sex today.

He must be arousedby her. Genuinely aroused. By her. Lori. The knowledge sent a wild thrill up herspine that intensified her body’s sensations.

She moaned inhis arms, grabbing at his back, trying to yank his shirttails out from histrousers. Before she could get very far, Ander had bent down farther, mouthingone breast and then the other through the silk of her camisole.

As he suckled,one of his hands dipped in at her waistband and slid down between her legs. Shebit down on her lower lip as she felt his fingers stroke her intimate flesh.

He would feelhow wet and aroused she already was. As aroused as he was.

Without waitingfor her permission, Ander freed his hand from between her thighs and then, withone smooth move, pulled her silk lounge pants down over her hips. As he did so,she fumbled with his belt and the zipper.

They were in apublic elevator. For the moment, it was stopped, but they both knew they had notime to dally.

Anderstraightened up and released her for just long enough to pull a condom packetout of his case. Once he’d rolled it on, he cupped her bottom with both handsand heaved her up so she was propped on the brass railing that spanned themiddle of the elevator walls.

It wasn’t muchsupport, but Ander used his body to hold her in place. He spread her legs andsank into her, pushing her back against the wall on his initial in-stroke.

For the firsttime, he hadn’t used any lubricant. He hadn’t needed any.

Lori gasped inpleasure as he penetrated her, the full substance of his cock filling hercompletely. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist to braceherself more securely, and she clung desperately to his shoulders.

“Fast,” shesaid on a taken breath, tossing her head restlessly against the wall as herbody screamed for friction. “Hard. Please.”

He began tothrust, his motion limited by their precarious position. His hips pumpedagainst flesh, his cock pushing into her slippery passage with the urgent speedand force she needed to feel.

“So good,” shebreathed, the words barely audible. She squeezed him with her thighs and withher intimate muscles. “So good,” she breathed again, on every one of his drivesinside her.

Ander had benthis neck to bury his face against the side of her throat again. She felt hishot breath on her skin. His lips and tongue and teeth. He moved his mouth alongher neck, shoulder, and up to her jaw.

His mouth wasso close to hers now that all it would take was a slight shift of her neck forthem to kiss.

They didn’tkiss though. Ander’s thrusts grew shorter and faster, and Lori dug her fingersinto the skin beneath his collar. Her position wasn’t entirely comfortable buteverything felt so incredibly good. She didn’t think she would come. She hadn’thad enough clitoral stimulation. But she didn’t even care.

Something aboutthe intensity of their coupling felt as good as any orgasm she’d everexperienced.

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