the material held loosely at my waist where his hips press against me. All he has to do is step back and I’m in panties, the low murmur of the party only feet away, filtering down the hall.
We’re hidden in deep shadow. Nobody glancing down can see us, but I can see them, a person passing in one direction or the other as they move between the party and the restrooms.
“Ari...”
His hand moves from my throat to my mouth, silencing me as his head dips down to suck a nipple into his mouth, tugging hard until the nerves are too sensitive to bear.
My dress slides to my feet, and he uses his free hand to softly scrape fingernails up the back of one thigh, pull my legs apart and cup my soaked panties with his palm.
His head lifts as his mouth presses to my ear, his voice so fucking arrogant that I tremble against it.
“I knew you’d be dripping. This time will be fast and hard because we don’t have time for anything else. But next time, I plan to take hours exploring every inch of you, kissing every freckle, licking every hole.”
A breathless mumble against his palm. “Next time?”
I can feel him smile, and it kills me that I can’t see it. I know it’s beautiful. I know it’s blinding.
“There will be a next time, Adeline. I promise you that.”
His thumb slips beneath the side of my panties, tugging the soaked fabric down until it drops to my ankles. Quickly releasing me to slip them from my feet, he tucks them into his pocket as he pushes back up.
I hear his belt unbuckle as his breath pours down my neck, hot and fast, the lapels of his jacket brushing against my bare breasts.
Daring to reach between us, I run my fingers up the hard ridges of his abdomen, my hands exploring around his waist as he pulls his cock free and reaches into his pocket for a condom.
Ari tears the wrapper of the condom with his teeth, and then drops his hands between us to roll it down the hard length of him.
He grips my ass one handed and lifts me up, pinning me against the wall as he slides his hand down to notch the head of his cock between my legs.
With one hand locking over my mouth again and the other sliding under my ass to hold me in place, he thrusts inside me fully with one forceful stroke, a cry of both pain and pleasure volleying up my throat to be muffled by his palm.
He’s so big that I’m stretched apart, filled in such a way that all I can feel is him.
Ari stays still until my body has accepted the size of him, my frantic breath bursting against his hand.
Lips brush my ear, hot and teasing. “Remember to stay quiet. We wouldn’t want to get caught.”
Easier said than done when his hips move, his cock pulling out to the tip before slamming back into me.
Every thrust drives my back up the wall, my body sliding against the smooth plaster, the wet sounds of slapping skin forcing my eyes to clench shut just before he whispers his demand.
“Eyes open, Adeline. I want you to see who’s owning you right now.”
I force my eyes apart and I’m met with the chilling silver-grey of his possessive stare. I swear this man can blend perfectly into the darkness so that only his eyes shine through.
Like a ghost.
A phantom.
A shadow that hovers above me when I sleep...
Our bodies come together with pure desperation. An orgasm is already threatening to explode inside me as the back of my head rolls over the wall, my gaze falling on the hallway just feet from us where people are walking.
Gloria walks into view, the silver sparkle of her gown glimmering beneath the hall light. Terror races through me, Ari’s cock still thrusting hard. The combination of the two sensations is a detonator inside me, my orgasm blowing up, the pleasure like shrapnel tearing through me until I feel as if I’m being ripped apart.
While Gloria pauses for a second to search for something in her purse, Ari muffles the moans crawling up my throat with his hand, finally letting go to grip my chin, drag my face back to his and cover my mouth to swallow the sound.
His body moves harder and faster, skin slapping, my back being shoved up the wall as he drives deeper inside me and breaks the kiss to press