Page 108 of Dangerous Temptation
There had been too many.
Her skirt was hooked around her waist. He left it, too, going straight for the panties. He yanked them down. Her body jerked and her curves jiggled.
He stripped her and assumed the position behind her.
She liked it this way. He remembered how her body had clung to his, outside on the balcony of the manor.
Using his thumbs, he spread her delicate lips. She was pink and swollen, already wet and waiting for him. What she’d done had excited her, too.
He aligned himself and thrust.
She let out a cry of surprise that quickly slid into a moan of pleasure. He held himself deep, letting her become accustomed to the feel of him again, but she didn’t need time. Her knees worked wider and her back curled. She pressed into him, and he groaned.
She was a tiny thing, but there was no doubt any more who had the upper hand.
He grasped her hips and began to rock. ‘I love you,’ he whispered.
He picked up the pace, thrusting harder. Her hands clawed at the cushions and latched onto a pillow.
‘I love you,’ she moaned right back.
She was so tight, so greedy, his control slipped another notch. There was no way he could last. She had him on a hair trigger already.
He felt himself tightening and he reached underneath her. Jamming his hand between her body and the sofa, he approached her from the front. His fingers slipped through her wetness until he found the nub that brought her so much satisfaction.
He rubbed his fingers over it, and her body bowed. She gripped him tighter, and Alex felt himself starting to come. He pinched that delicate bud between his thumb and forefinger, and she shot to the front. Her body was clenching from head to toe as he spurted into her, and their combined pleasure heightened each other’s.
Alex sagged over her, rent but replete. He’d already gone one round in the gym this morning. After going a second round with her, he’d be doing well if he could crawl to the bed.
In fact, he just might curl up on the sofa with her here.
The idea that he could do so made him happier than he could say.
‘OK?’ he whispered into her hair.
‘Mmm. That was an even better graduation present.’
He turned her in his arms. They sat together, naked and dishevelled on the floor of his penthouse. The coffee table had gotten bumped aside, and his notebooks were spilled everywhere. The computer bag was balancing precariously on the edge.
Grunting, he leaned forward and pushed it so it was more secure.
She snuggled against him. ‘It’s OK. My boyfriend can fix those.’
He combed out the tangles in her hair. ‘Boyfriend’ sounded kind of silly for what he was to her, but he kind of liked it, too. It sounded innocent, like a fresh start.
He hugged her against his chest. ‘Damn, Siren. We did it up good that time.’
‘I missed you.’
He hooked her hair behind her ear. He’d missed her more. He had the deepest urge to take her away, to bundle her up and escape the world. It was an impulse he knew he couldn’t follow any more.
‘Where did you go?’ he asked. ‘I was worried about you.’
A curious look crossed her face. ‘I was at the lake house.’
His neck whipped around so fast, he nearly got a crick. ‘You went back to Bedford? James said he took you to the airport.’
She bit her lip and her flushed cheeks turned a little pinker. ‘I took the helicopter. James picked me up.’
