roof.
She moaned and wrapped her arms around my neck. Our tongues twined and memories of our night together surfaced. Her straining against me, her pleas, and the tight fist of her sex.
I was hard and throbbing in an instant. But really, the buildup had been a month in the making.
I broke away enough to pant, “I don’t want to wait until after dinner.” Then I lifted her.
Her legs circled my waist and I twisted to press her against the wall by the door. Could she be feeling the same urgency?
“Then don’t.”
I paused. Had I heard her right?
“Dinner will wait,” she said in husky tones that went straight to my erection.
“Just a quickie to take the edge off?” I rocked against her. So close, but so much between us.
She released me to work at the clasp of my pants. “I’ve been dying to be with you again.”
I anchored her with my hips and dug in my back pocket. “I even grabbed fresh condoms.” That box of expired condoms had almost prevented the best sex of my life.
“Me, too.” She inhaled when she freed me, circling her hot hand around my shaft.
I groaned and tipped my forehead against hers. “How are we going to get it on? I don’t want to let you go.” There was no thinking straight while she fisted me.
Snatching the packet from me with her free hand, she ripped it open with her teeth. I eased back enough for her to work between us and roll it on.
Now. Her leggings. Together, we maneuvered her enough to free a leg without me letting her go.
I wanted to impale her, but as ready as I was, I had to make sure it wouldn’t be painful for her. Stroking her center, I didn’t have to worry. Her slickness coated my fingers. We both needed this.
I dragged myself through her delicious heat and thrust inside.
Her arms came back around me and without missing a beat, she rocked herself on me. The hold of her legs was so tight, I could barely thrust, which was for the best. A few full strokes and I’d be done. This moment reinforced how truly good it’d been the last time. It wasn’t because of my hiatus from serious dating, or because she was a forbidden woman. It was us. We were good together.
She bounced on me, her breasts rubbing against my chest. “Chris.” Her hands twisted in my shirt and she bucked, and I claimed her mouth as I pumped into her. She went liquid, giving over control to me. Her sex tightened and released. She was close.
I clamped my hands on her hips and took over, thrusting so hard she moved up the wall a few inches. I retreated and thrust again. She stiffened and cried out, but I didn’t stop. I stroked her core as she shook through her orgasm. Her sexy moans prompted my own climax. I would’ve yelled loud enough to draw the neighbors’ attention, but she swallowed the sound.
We both tumbled down from our peak. My legs were braced and that was the only reason I didn’t collapse. I gave her one last lingering kiss before pulling away.
Doubts about what we’d done a minute after I’d arrived assailed me. “I didn’t mean to attack you.”
Her sultry tone eased my fear. “I’m glad you did. Hungry?”
“Oh, I’m still starving.” I helped her regain her feet and I tucked myself back in until I could take care of the condom.
She pointed me to a small bathroom that was the size of the largest one in my place. I dropped my duffel outside the door and ducked in to clean up. The house was nicely decorated but lacked personality. Perhaps I was used to Jaycee’s touch all over my home, but Natalia’s landscapes and abstract art weren’t what I’d pictured in her home.
With her love of sci-fi assassins, I’d expected framed Starfleet ships done in silvers and black. Instead of a dorm-room-geek feel, they would’ve been in keeping with her sophisticated, contemporary loft aesthetic. We’d gotten a set into the store last year and they’d been purchased within a week. Mara hadn’t wanted to restock with identical artwork, preferring to give the customers a unique experience so they felt like they were buying exclusive pieces. So, she and I had searched for similar art. It was out there, and it was quality, and it was definitely not on Natalia’s walls.
I stepped out and followed the scent of seasoning and grilled meat. My stomach rumbled.