Page 58 of Dangerous Rhythm

Her body bumping against his hard-on was delicious torture, but when her fingers started unbuttoning his jeans, his breath caught in anticipation. But something also nudged his brain.

Shit. We can’t do this.

Curtis gritted his teeth, lifted to his forearms. He was so hard at this point, it hurt.

“Lina…” he started.

To his relief, Lina straightened. But it was only to pull his jeans and underwear down his legs. His cock stood at attention.

“Lina…” Curtis tried again, but she wrapped her hand around him, and the rest of his thoughts vanished. The warmth of herhand enveloped the sensitive head and spread the moisture from the tip to help lubricate her caress.

When Lina had dragged him to the gym and put him into training an hour ago, he hadn’t expected to end up on the ring floor almost fully naked. In fact, when he’d finally knocked her down, he thought he’d had the upper hand.

But as it turned out, Lina did.

Curtis sucked in his breath as he watched her stroke him slowly all the way down before going all the way up to the head again. She looked up and locked gazes with him.

Heat smoldered in those eyes.

Then nothing registered to Curtis anymore but the feel of Lina’s velvety mouth around him.

Holy mother of…

Curtis’ head rolled back in ecstasy.

Lina glanced at Curtis and saw the pure pleasure on his beautiful face. With every stroke of her hand, her tongue, and lips, she elicited animal-like growls from him that stoked her own thirst for him. It gave her as much fulfillment to give him this pleasure as he had done for her before.

Wanting to feel him this way had wreaked havoc in her mind since that first tour she’d joined. Yes, she’d lusted over him for that long. She’d lasted this long out of pure stubbornness, not discipline. She’d sworn she’d never fall for his seduction, however much she’d want to succumb to carnal desire.

But here I am. And I can’t get enough of him.

With one last long powerful pull, Lina released him before he went too far. She needed him inside her, and she couldn’t shed the rest of her clothes fast enough. When she returned to his lap,Curtis had sat up and immediately welcomed her back with a deep yet gentle kiss.

“By the gods, Lina…” He panted.

Lina rubbed herself against him. “I want you inside me now.”

His eyes, full of restrained need, looked straight into hers. “I want you desperately, but we have no protection.”

“I’m protected,” she told him. “Always.”

“Oh, praise everything holy.” Curtis kissed her.

She laughed against his lips. “Since when did you find religion?”

“Since I start worshipping you.” He lifted her from his lap and guided his length into her.

“Yes,” Lina whispered as she settled with him fully inside her, all hot and heavy. “I accept your offering.”

Curtis laughed. “Why, Miss Cheung, you’re cracking jokes now?”

“Right?” She lifted herself off him and slid down slowly over him. A sly smirk on her face. “I don’t know what’s gotten into me.”

He groaned as she continued the slow pump and increased the tempo of their lovemaking. Just like how they’d trained, Curtis met her movement with his own, matched her speed, and equaled her force. They danced to the musical sounds their bodies were playing.

Lina never felt as light.

The layers of Lina never failed to astound Curtis. He knew there was a lightness in her, and not just the façade of the tough persona of her profession or former self. Hearing her laughwhile they made love soothed his heart as much as their bodies pleasured each other.

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