Page 61 of The Luminosity of Loriana Harper

First condoms, then the shedding of clothes. She had no idea how long she had, but she planned to make the most of that time. She retrieved the box and placed it where Mitch couldn’t miss it. Then she unbuttoned her shirt and stripped it off. Next came jeans, socks, bra, and underwear.

Hurry.

She left everything in a pile on the floor that she shoved to the side.

As she was pulling back the covers, Mitch stepped across her threshold.

He held himself very still as their gazes locked.

She resisted the urge to cover herself. Something about this man had her trembling—in a good way. He awakened her long-dormant yearnings. She wanted him in her and she wanted it now. So she pulled back the rest of the covers, climbed to the middle of the bed, and lay there. She offered what she believed was a coy smile. “You can undress any time now.”

He slowly nodded, never breaking eye contact. He yanked his navy-blue sweater over his head. His gaze sought hers. He undid his jeans and let them gently fall to the ground so as not to damage his phone, obviously. His cock strained against his tight, black briefs. Yet he removed his socks first, never breaking eye contact. Finally, he hooked his fingers in his briefs and drew them down over his hips.

Loriana wasn’t a size-queen. She’d been with small guys, big guys, a guy with a crook to the left, and one stubby guy who grew impressively when aroused.

Mitch? On the big side. Nothing she couldn’t handle, and didn’t that thought set off butterflies in her belly.

His dark skin, bathed in the light of her lamp, shone. And as he advanced, she scooted aside to give him space. He crawled up to her—looking—but not touching. He sat back on his heels and gazed down at her. His cock stood proud and leaking.

She held her hand up and, at his nod, rubbed her thumb across it.

A rumble of approval emanated from his chest.

In response, she grasped him intimately.

He pressed up into the touch. In return, he lightly grazed her knee. As he trailed his finger lazily down the inside of her thigh, she opened for him.

She was on full display for him, and his look of appreciation warmed her from the inside.

When his finger passed over her clit, she bucked.

She also tightened her grip on him and he moaned.

He delved two fingers into her and her breath caught.

This. She’d been missing this. She loved sex. Didn’t do it frequently, but enjoyed it when the opportunity arose.

As his fingers continued to do all those wonderful things, she found herself climbing higher and higher. She wanted him inside her when she climaxed, but if he kept this up, she might go over the cliff without him. “You. Inside me. Now.”

His smile warmed her. “I always try to do what the lady asks.”

Except let her pay.

Good God, where had that come from? She was still upset about who picked up the check? Now? At this moment? Lord, she needed her head examined.

He leaned closer to her, gazing at her with a penetrating stare. “Come for me, Loriana.”

And she did. Her eyes drifted shut. She contracted around his fingers as the force of her orgasm slammed her. Her body bowed, as if seeking even more pleasure.

He pressed a kiss to her cheeks, then rubbed his stubble lightly against her. “That was spectacular. Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

She didn’t know the veracity of the statement, but she’d take it. As she melted, boneless, into the bed, she still gripped him. She looked up at him. “Please?”

He chuckled. “All in good time.”

Her eyes drifted shut, and she fell into a deep slumber.

Chapter fourteen

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