Sliding his hand up her thigh, Donovan willed his heart to slow. He was a fucking patient man, always had been; he was groomed for moments like this, needing the stone-cold façade in order to keep his opponents on edge. Well, not exactly like this. But he knew how to maintain his cool, how to slow his heart rate so that he could think clearly.
Except at that moment, all the coaching and schooling he’d endured was fucking useless because he was overwhelmed by this woman. Her scent, her taste, the smoothness of her skin against his palm.
“Kora,” he mumbled, pulling his mouth from hers and kissing her jaw, her neck. “You sure about this?”
“So sure,” she said, her fingers sliding into his hair, pulling him to her. “Need this.”
He did, too. So fucking much it hurt.
Here was a woman he’d met less than an hour ago, and he felt as though he’d known her forever, felt as though every touch was at least a year, yet it would never be enough. What it was about her, he didn’t know, wasn’t even sure he wanted to know, but he was sucked into her orbit, captivated beyond measure.
Sliding his finger beneath the elastic band of her panties, Donovan lifted his head to watch her.
“You’re wet for me,” he whispered against her cheek. “So wet.” He dipped his finger inside her, the warm clasp of her cunt gripping him.
“Don’t tease,” she muttered. “Want to feel you.”
“Condom,” he told her. “In my wallet. Inside pocket of my jacket.”
He continued to tease her slowly, flattening his palm against her clit while he curled one finger, then two, inside her while she reached for his wallet.
“Open it,” he instructed when she held out the small foil packet.
Donovan continued to watch her as she tore open the foil with her teeth, her breaths raspy, interspersed with sharp inhales and sexy moans. He didn’t let up, continuing to finger her while he waited patiently.
“Put it on me.” He didn’t want to stop touching her, but he knew he would have to or this could take forever, and at this point, his cock was rock hard, throbbing incessantly, desperate and aching.
He’d had hookups before, but never this sudden. And possibly not this fantastic.
It took her a minute to free him from his slacks, then roll the condom down his length. He hissed in a breath when she stroked him firmly, making his eyes cross.
Although he suspected this was supposed to be a one-time encounter, Donovan wasn’t sure once would be enough.
In fact, he knew it wouldn’t.
Four
KORA WASN’T SURE HOW they’d gotten to this point so quickly, but she didn’t really give a shit, either. The only thing she cared about was feeling Donovan, the rough scrape of his jaw against her cheek, the warmth of his fingers on her flesh, the exquisite glide of his mouth over hers.
She needed more. So much more.
In the span of a few minutes, he’d already made her body burn hotter than anything she’d ever felt before. She was to the point that the ache between her thighs throbbed painfully, leaving her longing to feel him inside her, filling her. She needed him. And she needed him now.
After rolling the condom over his thick, heavy cock, Kora sucked in a breath, desperate and yearning. When he slid the engorged head through her slick folds, she whimpered. He was big, bigger than she’d expected. Definitely bigger than Sam had been, which both thrilled and terrified her in equal measure.
“You sure about this?” he asked again.
Seriously, how many times was he going to make her tell him this was exactly what she wanted? She’d never been so sure of anything in her life.
Rather than answer him, she reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his erection and guiding him where she needed him, hissing when the blunt head pressed against her entrance.
“Donovan,” she whispered. “Please.”
Thankfully, Donovan took it from there, his big hand sliding beneath her thigh, lifting her leg against his hip as he forced her hand away and gripped himself, aligning their bodies perfectly. He’d been teasing her ruthlessly since they’d stepped into that closet, and now, the only thing she wanted was to be filled by him.
“Hold on to me, Kora,” Donovan instructed, his gravelly voice loud in the small space.
Would someone hear them? Did they already know that they’d disappeared? Were they looking?
His hips pushed forward, his cock slipping inside.