can’t think about anything else.”
“It’s just sex.” She strained against the threads that got tighter and bulkier each time she touched Michael. She didn’t want to get attached to him. She couldn’t get attached to him.
He slid his hand up her back and into her hair. “If you think it’s ever been just sex then you better reassess, Chloe.” His mouth sealed over hers.
Her heart slammed against her chest as her arms curled around his neck. She wanted to buck against his words—every single time it seemed—but she couldn’t. Because he was right. The moment he touched her something happened between them. Something bigger than she could name.
And she hated it as much as she craved it.
Her hips rolled against him and the seam of her jeans hit her just right. She shuddered over him. No. No. No. She would not give him the satisfaction of making her come this freaking fast. But it rolled over her like a monster truck tire. Dammit, she buried her face into his neck as she hung onto him.
Why was it like this with him? Surely it would blow itself out one of these times.
He clawed at her jeans and she couldn’t help him fast enough. She popped open the buttons and his fingers slid down deep past her zipper to her pulsing center.
“Off.”
“Oh yeah, I got off.” She sucked in a breath and tried to calm her racing heart.
“You always do, babe.” He flicked his tongue over her nipple, and sucked hard enough to make her hiss. “But if you don’t get these jeans off I’m going to rip them off.”
“Yeah?”
“Unless you don’t want to work the rest of your shift in anything other than your panties.” He dug deeper, his fingers filling her up so good. “Then again these are a little wet.” His thumb circled her clit. “But I don’t want the whole bar to know what my girl’s pussy smells like.”
“Jesus.” The tremors started again. That freaking mouth should not get her going.
“My wife’s pussy.” He said against her throat. “My pussy.”
She bowed up off of him as he increased his pace. She slapped her own hand over her mouth as the scream tried to claw itself out of her throat.
“Fuck, yes. That’s it.” He pulled her hand away. “I want that scream. Give it to me.”
She shook her head. She was at work dammit. There was no music loud enough in Rafferty’s bar to drown out the scream living inside of her.
He pulled her hand around her back and laced their fingers together. She bowed off of him so much that she was afraid she was going to tumble to the floor. “I need to feel all this on my cock. So fucking wet.” The harsh words got her moving. It should have forced sense into her stupid brain, but it only seemed to incite her further. She scrambled off of him with a growl. “If you don’t have a condom in your wallet, there might be a crime scene.”
He laughed. “Jesus, I hope so. Otherwise we’re raiding every fucking locker in here.” He struggled out of the hole in the couch and unearthed his wallet from his back pocket.
She ripped it out of his hands. Her fingers shook as she searched in and around the credit cards, an emergency hundred folded four times, and…a wet nap? She pulled it out and flashed it at him.
“You need one right about now don’t you?”
She flipped the wallet at him. “Yes, I do because you don’t have a condom.”
He caught it against his chest. “You didn’t look in the right spot.” He dug his long finger along the center of the wallet and came out with a black and gold plastic wrapped piece of glory.
“Need a Magnum, huh?” She plucked it out of his hand. “We’ll see about that.”
“If you can’t tell by now then I have some work to do.” He slid his hands inside the back of her loosened jeans and pushed them and her underwear over her ass. He crouched in front of her, his nose bumping along her inner thigh. “Freckles and red everywhere.”
She tried not to blush, but she couldn’t remember the last time when someone had been between her legs. Snake had amassed a nice arsenal of sexual moves over the years they’d been together, but he’d definitely figured out her combination and didn’t look for others after awhile.
Michael drew his tongue along her seam. “Soft,” said with a groan. “So soft and delicate.” He