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“Obviously, but I think it would be best. Another time…”
She looks past my shoulder to the dresser where my pistol’s sitting. “Prepare to lose body parts.”
I shake my head. Jesus. I want her. But I’m too big. I’ll be too rough. Somehow, I manage to say, “Babe, you need to rest before we have to bust out of here and scramble to the airport.”
“Listen here. You’re already on thin ice. If you leave me hanging like this, we’ve got a serious problem. A capital offense.”
Groaning, I try to pull back, but she catches my cock in her warm, strong fingers. “Oh no, you don’t.”
“Simona. This is dangerous. Do you have any idea how I want to fuck you right now?”
She shrugs her good shoulder and a devilish smile curls her lips. “With your penis, I presume.”
Clenching my teeth, I think of a dozen reasons why I should stop this, and one reason why I shouldn’t. Because I want her.
This might be it for us. One night. One chance to taste something that draws me like a moth to flame.
I snarl as my body shakes with pure animal energy. “I want to bend you over that bed. I want to sink myself so deep inside of that crazy tight pussy of yours that you will feel me for a week.”
She swallows roughly. And blinks up at me as she licks lips that are reddened from my kiss.
Her voice is totally breathy. “Um. That’s seriously hot, Dr. Scott.”
I drop my forehead against hers as I fight the fevered rate of my breathing. “I want to fold you up beneath me.” Pressing my mouth against her ear, I let my hunger show in my voice. “Lock your knees up by your shoulders with my chest. And pound that hot little body of yours until I can’t pump anymore.”
Her skin heats beneath my mouth. The rate of her breathing accelerates as she strokes my cock from base to tip, milking a growl from me. My chest is filled with fire as I say, “I want to smash you against that wall and fuck you till we’re both raw and broken, and you scream my name until the rafters shake.”
The pulse in her neck pounds wildly. Her tongue traces across those lips again. “You are not what I expected.”
Gripping her hand, where she’s got it wrapped around me, I remind her, “I warned you. So, you can see why we need to stop right now.”
“No. I don’t agree. I’m not broken. I can take it.”
Anger flares in my gut. “Look—”
She presses her finger to my lips. “Scotch. Shut up. Now I’m going to walk over to that wall and you’re going to get behind me, and you’re going to give me a good fucking end to a really bad day.”
I’m stunned silent as she steps back and turns her beautiful ass toward me. When she gets to the wall, she braces her good hand, and spreads her legs. For me.
Closing my eyes, I curse. A loud, long stream of filthy words. “What the hell have you done to me?”
“Nothing yet. But I have plans.”
As I stalk toward her, my jutting cock is fisted in my hand. “I bet you do.”
I know I’ve lost my mind when I bite her neck and shove myself into her bare.
CHAPTER TEN
Scotch’s powerful body drives into me in one hard stroke.
Woman down. I’m done. Lost at sea, as he claims me with a second hard stroke.
I bite down hard on my lip to stop the cry of pleasure that threatens to rip from my throat. God. It hurts. So good.
Deliciously stretching me, filling me like I’ve never been filled before.
Planting his hand above my hand, Scotch holds me against his body so I don’t have to brace myself. Then he thrusts into me over and over again until I’m panting. Moaning. Worshiping him with my throaty cries.