Page 53 of Housebroke

“Mmm, just very content right now.” She lifted her gaze to his while they rode up in the elevator alone. “I had a very good night.”

His lips lifted. “Night’s not over yet.”

She leaned into him, pushing him against the wall of the elevator, then lifted up to press her lips to his. He wound his armsaround her and kissed her, taking her breath away with the passion in that kiss. The way he kissed her, taking possession, squeezing her hips, holding her as if he never intended to let her go—all those things made her toes curl in her very awesome shoes.

The elevator doors opened onto their floor, so she broke the kiss and Linc took her hand again, leading her down the hall toward his condo. Her heart was still pumping maniacally from that hot kiss when he used his key and opened the door.

She kicked off her heels as soon as she walked into the room, then turned to face Linc. He removed his jacket and tossed it. His mouth was on hers in an instant, all hot and desperate and exactly what she needed. She lifted up and dragged her fingers through his hair, moaning against his lips as he reached down to palm her breast, sending sparks of utter deliciousness even through her dress and bra. But she wanted so much more, so she cupped his erection through his pants, torturing him in the same way, making him groan.

He grasped her butt and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around him, the hard ridge of his erection hitting her at a perfect spot to make her wish they were both naked right now.

This was not happening fast enough.

He walked over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom, then pressed her against the wall, undid his pants and dropped his boxer briefs, then pulled her underwear to the side, teasing her into a frenzy with his stroking fingers.

“Now,” she said through panting breaths. “Inside me now.”

“Condom,” he groaned.

“Shit. Right. Let me have it.” She took it from him and tore it open, removing the condom. They managed circus-level balancing moves while he got the condom on, both of them laughing at how awkward it was.

Awkward, and yet oh so hot. Then he repositioned her, slid his cock inside of her, and began to drive into her.

“Yes,” she managed as he slammed into her with forceful strokes. “More. Harder.”

It was intense, and as she went from one deep climax to another, she thought she might be having an out-of-body experience. Except she kept banging her head against the wall and that hurt, so there was that aspect of reality, and Linc’s fingers dug into the flesh of her butt cheeks, which made her all too aware that this was not some dream. Just awesome, hard-driving sex.

And when he shuddered, she quaked, going over with him while he held her tightly and kissed her so deeply she thought she might die from breathing so hard.

He finally turned and dropped her onto the bed, falling onto it next to her.

Linc stared up at the ceiling. “My fingers are cramping, my arms are shaking, and I think I might die.”

She rolled over and propped her arm up, resting her head on her hand. “So what you’re saying is that the sex was good.”

He laughed, then rolled over to give her a quick kiss. “Uh, a lot more than good.” He disappeared into the bathroom while she got up and changed out of her dress and into pajama shorts and a loose tank top. She grabbed a bottled water and took several long swallows.

When Linc came out of the bathroom, he gave her a critical look.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You changed clothes. Or put different clothes on.”

“Yes. I wanted out of that dress. Mostly the bra.”

“And I wanted you naked. That before was just a warm-up.”

She curled up against the pillows on the bed. “Well, I’m plenty warm now.”

He undressed until he was gloriously naked, then came over and took the bottle of water from her hands. After gulping down a few swallows, he laid it on the nightstand and climbed onto the bed next to her, pulling her on top of him.

“I might need a minute to gain my strength back.”

He was already hard underneath her. She laughed. “Liar.”

“Okay, fine.” He started to flip her over, but she pushed on his chest.

“Oh no. I like this position. To start, anyway.”

He leaned against the pillows and grasped her hips. “You’re in charge, ma’am.”

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