Page 27 of Naughty Bedtime Stories

Soon he had her back against the wall, thrusting into her—harder, deeper, faster. “You’re so hot and tight,” he said, leaning back to rake his gaze over her breasts, her tight, little, pink nipples. “So hot, baby. So hot.” His eyes lifted to her face, her lips parted, her eyes half-veiled. “Touch them like you did at the gallery. Touch them the way I’m going to, over and over again.”

She moaned with a hard stroke of his cock, and filled her hands with her breasts, caressing them, tugging at her nipples. “You…”pump“…are so damn…”pump“…sexy.”

She stiffened, and he felt her body close on his cock, spasming as she shook, dragging him with her and damn near ripping his orgasm from his body. Long seconds later, he set her on the counter, still inside her, his forehead resting against hers, his hand sliding down her hair.

“Round one,” he said softly. “How about your place for round two? That way you can’t run from me.” And then she would be in her own environment, where she’d feel more comfortable, where he could push her harder without pushing her too far.

“I have a roommate,” she said, her gaze touching his, her lips swollen from his kisses, her cheeks flushed from what had been damn hot sex. “I’m not running. Not this time.”

“My place it is, then. And you’re right—” his lips brushed over hers “—you aren’t running. I won’t let you.” He glanced upward and smiled at what he saw hanging on the wall. “Do you have a camera in the store, Kim?”

She leaned back to look at him. “Yes. I’m here alone a lot so… Why do you ask?”

“Is it filming us right now?”

Understanding flooded her features. “Yes. It’s filming right now.”

He smiled, already getting hard again. “I have a feeling we’re going to enjoy watching that film.”

He moved inside her, a slow slide from side to side. “After we add a little additional footage.”

He lifted her and walked to one of the two overstuffed chairs sitting in the front of the store for customer use. Blake claimed one of them, sitting down with Kim straddling him.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this in one of the chairs in my store,” she murmured, but her hips moved against his.

His hands settled on her waist, and he pulled her down against him as he arched his hips, and pressed deep inside her. Round two was officially underway.

Chapter Six

“Delivery,” Jessica called, rushing into Kim’s office where Kim sat behind her old wooden desk, pretending to do the store’s accounting, when she was really replaying the night before with Blake.

Kim’s eyes went wide at the pink box Jessica held with a pink ribbon tied around it.

“No card,” Jessica said. “What don’t I know that I should know?” She set it down in front of Kim.

Kim inhaled and studied the box, knowing it was from Blake, who had not only lived up to his word and kissed her from head to toe and then done it all over again, several times; he’d taught her positions she’d never known possible. Then he’d insisted she stay the night so he could start her day with an orgasm. And he had. As in plural—orgasms. She’d had more sex in one evening than she’d had in five years.

“Kim?”

Kim’s gaze jerked to Jessica. “Yes?”

Jessica sat down in the chair in front of the desk. “It’s from Blake, isn’t it?”

She’d shared a censored version of her night with Blake. Kim nodded. “I think so.”

Her eyes lit. “I knew when you told me you walked out on Blake, you’d become a challenge. I didn’t say anything in case I was wrong, which clearly I wasn’t. So tell me everything. When?

Where? How?”

A challenge. Why did that idea bother Kim? This was a sex thing with Blake, nothing more. She knew that. A man like Blake didn’t do relationships.

A chime on the front door sounded, and Jessica pursed her lips. “Damn and double damn. I really wanted to hear the details.”

Kim wasn’t sorry. She wasn’t keen on opening the box with company, even Jessica. “Pull the door shut behind you.”

“Fine,” Jessica said. “But I’m coming back for the details.”

Kim stared at the box for a long moment before opening it to reveal a tiny pair of red silk panties. She bit her lip and opened the small note card on top. “Because red is sexy.” She smiled at the obvious reference to her hair.

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