Page 104 of He's The Reason Why

She squealed and started to protest, but then his tongue made a path of fire from her breasts, to her stomach, all the way down. He pushed the fabric aside, spread her apart with his fingers, and then his tongue explored under and around, wet and hot and hungry against her growing desperation.

Her body shook as he suckled and teased. “Oh God…Blake…please…”

He chuckled and the puffs of air against a very sensitive spot about drove her insane.

She put her hands on his head and held him in place, willing him to keep going…just keep going….almost….

He shoved his fingers inside her, and she bucked against his hand. The climax hit her a second later, in waves that crashed all the way up her throat. The sound she made was loud and guttural and vibrated her vocal cords too hard.

She didn’t care.

Blake stayed with her while she twitched and spasmed, then gently withdrew his fingers and lifted his head.

His smile was proud and pleased. “Think they definitely heard that.”

She put a hand over her face and laughed. “Oh God…”

He lifted her hand away from her face and planted a chaste, sweet kiss on her lips, then smirked. “Where’s your go bag?”

She grabbed his hand before he could escape. “That’s it? You’re just going to leave it like that? You can’t be serious.”

“They’ve banged on the door twice now.” He seemed pleased that she hadn’t heard them knocking. “Where’s your bag?”

Now that he mentioned it, she could hear several muffled voices on the other side of the door. It was probably the cleaning crew, chomping at the bit to finish up and go home.

“It’s over there.” She pointed to the couch. “On the floor.”

He picked up the bag and brought it to her. She hopped off the counter, then leaned against it because her legs were felt wobbly. She wanted more, but he was right. This was not the right time or place.

She put on a fresh pair of underwear while he pulled out the rest of her clothes. “Did you drive the Barbie car tonight?”

“No. Lee’s got something less conspicuous waiting out back. Why, you need a ride?” He watched with interest as she tugged on jeans.

“You know I need aride, you tease.” She checked her hair in the mirror. It stuck out all over like she’d been in a wind tunnel, and the lip stain was completely gone. Hopefully, nobody would notice that part. She usually washed her face before she left anyway.

His arms went around her waist and he nuzzled her neck. “Where would you like to go?”

She turned to face him. “Wherever you’re going.”

“Good answer. Ready?”

“Hang on, I need to pack up.” They tossed her costume, makeup bag, and boots into the go bag and opened the door.

A group of people in cleaning uniforms clustered around the door. They all smirked at her as she walked out.

She smiled sheepishly. “Sorry I’m so late, y’all. I had a meeting.”

She could tell by their collective expressions that none of them were fooled by her excuse.

Had she been that loud?

A Toyota Avalon waited for them near the side exit, along with Lee the security guard. He leaned against the hood looking like he expected a gang fight to break out any second.

“That’s not the kind of car I’d expect from a movie star,” shesaid. “And that isn’t the kind of driver I thought you’d have either.”

“It’s his car, not mine. It’s supposed to be his night off, but I think he pictured a thousand Piper Bellamy fans chasing me out of the stadium so he insisted on driving a getaway car.” Blake waved at the mountain man. “Lee, this is Piper. Piper, Lee Stanton, head of Stanton Security and the reason I don’t get mobbed.”

“Good to see ya again, Ms. Bellamy.” Lee dipped his head in acknowledgment and pushed himself upright. “Ready to rock?”

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