Page 84 of Play Your Part

“Took you long enough,” Kennedy said behind me.

“Someone’s antsy to get upstairs.” I teased to fight off the terrible gut-punch feeling when I thought she disappeared. She linked her arm through mine, calming my panic, then hit the up button to summon an elevator. “Never thought I’d see you eager to surrender, especially to me.”

Her eyes sparked as the elevator dinged and the doors opened to an empty box. “You know… maybe I’m getting a second wind after all. We should go back…”

Kennedy gestured to the party behind us, but as soon as I lifted her, she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“Not a chance,” I said, hitting the elevator button to close us off from the rest of the world.

The door hadn’t even closed before her hands were tangled in my hair, her lips pressed against mine with all the desperation of our last kiss. She kissed her way to my jaw and down my neck, likely feeling my pulse pound out of control. I moved toward our room with her in my arms, fumbling in my pocket to find the key, desperate to hear the door opening click.

Kennedy’s legs loosened from around me after I pushed inside the room. Her feet hit the floor as I flipped on the light.

She didn’t move. Only stood in front of me, looking.

“Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind.” Part of me expected her to say we were going too far, us being together like this was a mistake.

Instead, she turned her back to me, lifting her hair so I could unzip her dress. “Does it look like I’ve changed my mind?” she asked over her shoulder with a coy smile.

I tried to mask my shaking hands as I slowly dragged the zipper down her back to the seam at her waist, revealing smooth skin and no bra.

“Youlookfucking incredible.”

“Took you long enough,” she said for the second time tonight, again revealing her impatience for me. It was addictive. She quickly shimmied her arms out of the sleeves before turning to give me a full view of her breasts.

Fucking incredibledidn’t even come close to covering what I thought of her.

“Fuck, Kennedy, I—”

My words were cut off when she pushed herself against me, slamming my back into the door. She smashed her lips against mine as I moved the rest of her dress down her body, needing to touch her.

But as soon as she stepped out of the dress pooled at her feet, she walked backward away from me. “Your turn.”

She bit down on her bottom lip, watching as I followed her slowly, peeling off my jacket first and tossing it onto the table. My gaze remained on her as I unbuttoned my shirt, enjoying the way she soaked in each movement. When the shirt fell, Kennedy’s gaze roamed over my bare skin.

“Damn, you look better than I remembered,” she said, her tone almost angry.

Having lost track of her backward pace, she gasped when her knees connected with the bed behind her. Two eager strides, and I stood before her. She made quick work of unbuckling my belt, all while looking up at me through her lashes, her chest rising and falling in rapid breaths.

One of my hands covered hers, stilling her movement. Two instincts warred; a hungry one, desperate to be inside her, as close to her as I could be, and a rational one that wanted to remember this, to make this last.

Kennedy’s eyebrows drew together. “Is something wrong?”

I trailed my hand down the side of her face, settling it against her jaw. My fingers brushed slowly over her warm skin, already flushed. Her throat bobbed.

“You are the sexiest sight I’ve ever seen.”

This moment, I would remember. Eyes locked, choosing each other.

“I need you out of your pants now,” she said, her voice breathless.

“Show’s over, then?” I smirked, drawing my zipper down before stepping out of my pants, leaving them discarded with the rest of the clothes on our hotel floor.

She licked her lips, eyeing the tent in my boxers. Before she could spring me free, I lifted her by the waist, hauling her further back on the bed, covering her body with mine.

Kennedy actually beneath me beat all of my fantasies. Her breasts rubbed against the hard planes of my chest. Her legs coiled around my waist. Her eyes devoured me, all heat.

My hand skimmed a path down her body, starting at her collarbone, between her breasts, down her stomach. I stopped when I reached lace, dragging a frustrated sigh from her.

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