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thrust his tongue deep inside, feeling hers and tasting himself.

The thumping in his head had to be the sound of his blood pumping thick and fast through his veins. It was loud and encouraging, pushing the desire he was already experiencing into full-blown passion. He needed more of her right now.

“Too many clothes,” he groaned and pulled his mouth from hers long enough to lift her blouse from her skirt and pull it over her head. She pushed the skirt down her legs and he whispered, “Thank you. Thank you.”

They worked together to remove her boots and underwear, and when she was thankfully naked, Chaz picked her up and sat her in one of the side chairs.

“Thought about you all day,” he mumbled as he lifted her legs and placed each one over the arm of the chair.

She opened like a beautiful flower, her swollen labia coated with the thick gloss of her essence.

He glanced up to see that she was staring at him intently. “Is all that for me?”

“Only if you want it.”

He should have known her reply would not be a submission. Still, it was sexy as hell.

Chaz grinned at her seconds before going in. He touched his tongue directly to her opening and she hissed. Her hands went to the back of his head but he followed her previous lead and pushed them away. From that moment on she was his, whether she wanted to admit it or not. Every sound she whimpered, every thrust of her hips and finally the sweet feel of her coming for him sealed the deal.

But it still wasn’t enough.

He stood, hating to leave the sweetness of her, and picked up one of the condoms he’d left on the coffee table.

“I thought this would be over by now,” he said when his hand was moving over his length, smoothing the latex in place. “It wasn’t supposed to last this long.”

She’d been staring at his dick and now she reluctantly dragged her gaze up to his. She licked her lips and stood from the chair. “I know.”

Her brown nipples were hard and puckered against the creamy hue of her skin. Her waist was small but the curve of her hips and ass was generous.

“I can’t stop wanting you,” he admitted.

She looked like she might say something in opposition but whispered, “I can’t stop wanting you, either.”

Relief, desire, need, hunger all washed over Chaz in the seconds after she said those words. It wasn’t a declaration of love, which he was definitely not looking for, but it was better. She wanted as badly as he did and neither of them could explain why.

He went to her and cupped his hands at her waist before hoisting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, clasping her ankles at his back. Chaz speared into her and she moaned. He pumped in and out of her until she was bouncing over his dick, her arms wrapped around his neck as her back arched. Penetration was deep and felt like heaven.

He held her in his arms, easing in and out of her with his eyes wide-open so he could see passion and pleasure streak over her face. Riley was a lovely woman, but in the throes of passion she was absolutely gorgeous. He loved every sound she made, every time she pulled her lip between her teeth and the simple flare of her nostrils as she struggled to breathe. Everything, including the tight clench of her walls around his dick, Chaz loved it all. And he had no idea what he was going to do when it was over.

He closed his eyes to that thought and pumped faster until his release was pulsing into the condom and she was quivering in his grasp.

It was over. For now, he reminded himself.

The night was still young and Riley was still down for this affair. Chaz refused to think about that any further.

She fell forward, laying her head on his shoulder and snuggling closer to him. Chaz’s legs wobbled slightly after the force of his climax, but he held on to her. Wrapping one arm even tighter around her back, while the other went lower so that his hand cupped her ass.

He wasn’t letting go...not tonight.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“IT’S BETTER IF we switch it up,” Riley said. “We don’t want anyone to see you at my building too many times.”

Because they were having a secret affair. Riley didn’t have to speak those words. Chaz had been replaying them in his mind on