Page 178 of Bodyguard By Night

“Oh, shit.” I was hard in a second as her long fingers wrapped around me with intention. “Hang on.”

“Shopping inspires a powerful thirst in me.”

“Evidently.” I groaned into her neck as she crowded me up against the wall and stroked me from root to tip. “Your sister is right out there.”

“She’s busy.” She wiggled up her skirt.

My dick went from hard to aching. “I’m not complaining, but what brought this on?”

“Little reward for not rushing us along.” She pushed my pants out of the way to get a better grip and my eyes crossed.

“I don’t need a reward. I’m not a poodle.”

“More like a massive German Shepherd.”

That was a compliment I’d never received before. But I couldn’t puzzle it out while she was swinging me around so she could face the wall.

“Jesus, Chaos.”

She batted her eyes at me over her shoulder. “Maybe I’m the one who deserves the reward.”

“Fuck.”

After a quick fumble of clothes, I caged her against the wall from the back. I’d never been so glad to have a tall woman in my life as I slipped inside her with barely a hitch in my back.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”

Her hands flattened on the wall. “I don’t know if there’s something about the air in this place or… Oh, God. Right there.”

Her fingers crawled up the wall and I laced them with mine as I drove up inside her heat. “So fucking tight.” Damn, quickies were definitely a new word in my vocabulary with her, but I was into it.

I slipped my other hand around her middle to slide down between her legs. My cock was slick with her wetness as I found her clit already stiff and swollen. I powered into her, trying desperately not to tell the whole store what we were doing, but she felt too fucking good.

She reached back to grip the back of my neck as she tried to stuff down the scream I could tell was brewing. I bit down on her neck, helpless against the same need to possess and hold.

“Willow.” Her name was a promise.

Her legs shook and I knew she was with me. Our fingers flexed together as she shuddered under me and her breath hitched on a broken sigh as I emptied myself inside of her.

Christ, I wasn’t sure I could ever stop. My spine was on fire as I surged up onto my toes to nail her to the wall.

The laugh that rolled up and out of her was a surprise, especially since it was more of a moan crossed with a chatter of teeth.

“Never stop wanting me like this,” she whispered.

“Impossible.”

She turned to find my lips. The kiss spun out, sweet and soft in direct opposition to the storm we’d created. Then she melted against me and I just held on, my arms locked around the best thing that had ever happened to me.

“I think you forgot the tux,” Rachel said from outside.

“No, we didn’t,” I said against Chaos’s neck.

Willow smothered a giggle against her shoulder. “Bad.”

“You’re the one who pushed me in here without even trying to pretend you weren’t going to ravish me.”

She shrugged. “Sorry?”

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