“Hands to the counter. Spread your legs. Tip for me.”
Oh God.
Hot.
I did as I was told. Ren’s arm at my belly slid down and his fingers curled in as his other hand slid up my chest to wrap around my jaw.
His fingers hit the spot. My head flew back and hit his shoulder.
His hand at my jaw kept it there as he buried his face in my neck.
His fingers between my legs coaxed orgasm one out of me (nice).
While I was still experiencing that, his hand at my jaw moved to between my shoulders as I heard his zipper. He pressed in, I bent, my ass moving back and up, and he slammed inside me, hard, fast, rough, doing this until orgasm two rocked through me (very nice).
He barely finished driving into me through his orgasm before he pulled out and crouched low, dragging my workout capris the rest of the way down my legs in a way that I could not misinterpret.
I did as he wanted and stepped out of them.
Ren turned me and, hands at my waist, he lifted me and planted my bare ass on his counter, moving in so my legs were forced to part, his arms closed around me and we were tucked close.
“Just sayin’,” he started when he caught my eyes, and my happy place did a happy spasm at the heat still in his eyes, “you need a f**kuva lot more of these outfits.”
Told you I totally rocked my running duds.
“Copy that,” I whispered, scratching that on my already very full agenda for the day.
His eyes moved over my face and hair. “Your hair looks cute in that band, honey.”
Yep. Going to Lucy for more running gear was going to happen post-new office inspection and pre-meet with Darius and Brody to see what they had on the situation with Smithie.
Maybe I could get Darius and Brody to meet me at Lucy. It was an outside chance that Darius was such a badass, his skin might catch fire if he entered a woman’s clothing store without a woman he was f**king in attendance, but he loved me. Maybe he loved me enough to take that risk and help me multi-task.
We’d see.
It was then I noticed Ren’s hot eyes had gotten hotter just before his mouth moved to mine. “Been waitin’ a year to have that ass bared and sittin’ on my counter.”
Yowza!
A different kind of melty.
“Now I gotta go to work. Kiss me, Ally,” he finished.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaned in and kissed him.
Ren kissed me back, deep and wet. He broke the kiss, moved away and gave me a hot sexy grin as he let me go, but slid one finger over my bare hip, in and along at the inside juncture of hip and thigh then down my inner thigh.
Another happy place spasm.
I grinned at him.
He leaned in for a touch on the lips, turned and walked away.
I watched.
Still grinning.
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