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“Damnit, Andi!” he groaned.
A split second later, they were moving towards each other. In that moment, Andi wasn’t sure what she’d planned. But before she could form a thought, they were kissing. Andi lifted up onto her tiptoes while he pulled her into his arms, lifting her almost off her feet as they kissed, tongues tangling and she gasped at the amazing sensation of finally experiencing the feeling of his hard, muscular chest against her breasts. She could feel her nipples tingling, desperate for his touch. He reached out, cupping her left breast and she cried out, pulling him closer as their mouths hovered a breath apart. He smiled against her lips as his thumb flicked over her nipple and her knees almost gave out. Her only salvation was his strong arm around her waist.
Andi reached up and pressed his hand more firmly against her breast, needing more. She nearly tore at his shirt as her fingertips sought, and found, his hot skin. She moaned again, desperate for more.
The feeling of his skin under her fingers made her head spin wildly. By the time her brain righted itself, he’d torn off his shirt, revealing tanned, rippling muscles. She leaned forward, pressing her lips to the heated skin, but that wasn’t enough. Her tongue flicked out, tasting him while her fingers explored the newly exposed skin.
“More!” she gasped, ripping at his belt buckle. Somehow, they were in a bedroom. Had he carried her there?
Laith pushed her hands out of the way, making Andi moan a little in protest. He stepped back and shoved his slacks down, kicking his clothes out of the way. He stood before her completely nude. Unfortunately, he didn’t give Andi time to process the magnificence of his full glory. He knelt down, tugging at her skirt and panties. How her blouse and bra vanished was a mystery, but she was beyond caring.
Laith lifted her into his arms and tumbled backwards onto the bed. She wrapped her legs around his hips, straddling him, needing to find that part of him that she knew would make her whole.
She wrapped her fingers firmly around his throbbing erection, staring into his eyes as she hovered over him. Without breaking eye contact, she lowered herself over him, taking his shaft into her body with a groan of satisfaction as he filled her up.
But that moment was broken when he gripped her hips, forcing her to move. It was just one thrust, but Andi gasped at the beautiful friction. Then she took over, rising and sinking as she dug her nails into his chest. It was the most beautiful and frustrating moment of her entire life. Every shift against him was perfect and yet, not enough. She needed more.
She was so close, but then he rolled them over, flinging her onto her back as he hovered over her.
“You’re mine!” Laith growled, thrusting into her. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them over her head. “Say it, Andi!”
Andi could only moan. But he was adamant. “Say it! Say you’re mine!” he demanded, then stopped moving.
Andi was so startled, her eyes popped open. She tried unsuccessfully to pull her hands out of his grip, wanting to grab his hips and force him to keep going, but he had the upper hand.
When she stared up at him, unconsciously licking her lips and writhing against him, she noticed the sweat forming on his forehead and realized that he was only just hanging onto his control. She was awash in desire and urgent, devastating need. She’d never experienced sexual pleasure like this. Never! This was all new to her and she wasn’t sure how to control these sensations.
“I’m yours,” she gasped, giving in to his command.
He stayed still for another moment, but the triumph gleaming in his eyes told her that the words had given him something that she didn’t fully understand. Finally, he began to move, thrusting hard and fast. Andi screamed, arching her back, shifting her hips against him. And that threw her right over the edge. He continued to move, faster and harder, pulling her hips against his, which sent her over the edge to a second climax, one that she couldn’t control. All she could do was hold onto his shoulders as he gripped her hips, pounding into her heat. Andi felt his shaft thicken and she screamed his name as yet another, smaller, climax overwhelmed her before he collapsed into her arms.
They lay, entwined, as they slowly remembered how to breathe. Andi shivered, enjoying the sensation of his warm breath washing over the back of her neck as exhaustion took over and she fell asleep.
Chapter 10
Laith stared down at the woman in his arms, not sure what had just happened. He’d never been this wild before, this desperate for a woman. Had it been the fight at the restaurant that had pushed him over the edge?
No, he’d wanted Andi since the first moment he’d seen her. Pulling reluctantly out of her tight sheath, he admired her bare form. She had perfect, round breasts tipped with pretty, rosy nipples. He hadn’t had a chance to explore those nipples properly yet.
Next time, he would explore and ravish her breasts. He would discover more about her body, find out what turned her on, what she tasted like, and how she preferred to be touched. Everything about Andi fascinated him. Laith wanted to start exploring her body, but the fact that she’d fallen so deeply asleep immediately showed how exhausted she was. He knew that she’d been working long hours, longer than the rest of the team most nights. Andi was meticulous about her job and he appreciated her dedication.
But now, she was in his bed, and he couldn’t wait to learn more about her. Sighing, he headed into the bathroom and stepped into the shower. That’s when he realized what he’d forgotten. He hadn’t protected Andi! He hadn’t used a condom! Damn it, he nearly punched the wall.
He hadn’t protected his woman. Even after she’d screamed his name, admitting that she was his, he’d forgotten to use a condom.
Quickly washing off, he dried himself, then slipped back into the bedroom, staring down at her. She was so beautiful. In her sleep, Andi had curled onto her side, her lips parting slightly as she slept. Her long, dark lashes fanned out over her soft, pale skin.
He watched her for another moment, but the temptation to hold her was too much for him. He tossed the wet towel back into the bathroom, then climbed into bed, pulling the covers over them as he cradled her in his arms. Just before he fell asleep, Laith remembered the box that had been delivered to her earlier today. They’d come up here to discuss that box.
Tomorrow, he promised. Then he let sleep take him into oblivion, content to hold Andi the rest of the night.
Chapter 11
The following morning at work, Andi refused to look up from her computer monitor. It didn’t matter what was happening around her, she diligently kept her eyes focused on her work.
“How was your dinner last night?” Lawrence asked, stepping into the conference room and setting up across from her.
Andi frowned at her screen, feigning a deep interest in her project.
