Rock my world - By Cindi Myers Page 0,64
grasping her hips as he plunged into her. His hands covered her breasts, cradling her. It felt so good to be filled with him, surrounded by him, adored by him.
Bent over this way, he could move deeper within her, exciting parts that had remained untouched before. She began to pant, feeling her climax building, faster and steeper this time.
He increased his pace, thrusting and withdrawing, each stroke both satisfying and building the ache within her. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, moving one hand to her clit. “I love that you don’t hold anything back from me.”
She couldn’t answer, rendered incoherent by the movement of his cock in her and his hand on her. She shut her eyes and let her climax overtake her. He held her more tightly, and the muscles of his thighs contracted against her as he came with a hard thrust that sent her hands sliding forward, CDs in their jewel cases cascading onto the floor around them.
He pulled out of her, then turned her to face him, and gathered her into his arms. She pressed her face against his sweat-dampened chest and breathed in deeply of the sex-and-male scent of him. A smell that was at the same time erotic and deeply comforting. He held her tightly, and she thought about how strong he was physically, yet how vulnerable his emotions were, at least around her.
Her own emotions had felt pretty vulnerable lately around him, too. She cared for him so much, she sometimes forgot about everything else in her life. She started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
She drew back to look up at him. “Carl—or anyone else could have come walking in the past few minutes and I wouldn’t have cared. I probably wouldn’t have even noticed, I was so into it.”
“I’m into you.” He smoothed her hair back from the side of her face.
“You were in me.” She gave an exaggerated bump and grind to emphasize the words.
“You know what I mean.” He kissed her, a single gentle brush of his lips against hers. “I love you.”
The words were spoken in a whisper, and she wasn’t sure at first whether she’d really heard them, or dreamed them. But his eyes when he looked at her were filled with such tenderness, she felt a tightness at the back of her throat.
“I love you, too, Adam. So much.”
They held each other for a long time after that, not speaking. Then the air conditioner came on and she shivered. By silent agreement, they broke apart and dressed, then knelt to pick up the scattered CDs.
“It’s almost eleven,” she said, straightening.
“We didn’t get much work done,” he said, surveying the box of CDs that were yet to be sorted, the paperwork that hadn’t been completed.
She shrugged. “It’ll get done, eventually. We can come in tomorrow and help Nick and Davie, if you like.”
He nodded. “We’ll do that, then. I can drop you off at your place. Unless you want to come back to mine?”
“I was thinking you could stay at my place.”
He smiled. “I could be persuaded.”
“Good. I’ve got a bottle of Godiva I just know needs drinking.”
BONNIE PUNCHED in her security code on the door monitor at the KROK studios and waited for the click that told her the door had opened. She glanced around the darkened parking lot and shifted nervously from foot to foot. She never liked coming up here alone at night, but Doug had to work and she couldn’t put off taping these commercials any longer. She was supposed to have done them earlier in the week, but Carl’s refusal to look at her photos of Erica and Stan DeWitter, and his refusal to even listen to her had upset her so much she’d been in no mood to sound perky on tape.
The door opened and she let herself in. She started across the lobby, then paused and slipped off her high heels. No sense risking someone finding out she was here. Adam and Erica were around somewhere, doing their shift at inventory. She was in no mood to run into them and have to explain that she was behind on her work. She’d tape these two commercials for Mighty Mike’s Used Cars then be out of there and no one would ever know.
She bypassed the main studio and headed to a smaller one used for taping promo spots like this one. It was across the hall from the CD library, but with the door closed she doubted anyone would be able