looked down and…was that an erection? Because if it was, she was in deep, deep trouble. And she loved every minute of it. “Well, then. Let’s see if you can wow me enough to make it into my little pink book.”
He moved above her, his body within a brush of a touch, with each arm stretched on either side of her. She could tell by the tilt of his head that he focused on her, and it was like a long-awaited caress, soaking her in and bringing her close. She didn’t move, entranced by the gorgeous man admiring her like she was Scarlett freaking Johansson.
Crazy was the way she arched toward him, leaning into his hands, her legs parting slightly. When she lifted her head to sneak her hands into his hair, he drew back.
Lorenzo started to unbutton what was left of her pajamas and sighed with frustration. The star-shaped buttons weren’t easy—one had to unhook them at just the right spot. With a swift movement, he pulled open her top, and the remaining little stars flew in the air. He clearly wasn’t the patient type.
She panted, the peak of her breasts hardening with the cool air blowing over them. Squirming on the bed, she longed for his touch, his kiss, and his hard cock plunging into her, removing her from any thoughts of reality.
“Gotta say, I never found pajamas sexy.” He ran a finger between the valley of her breasts, and the simple touch sent a thrill through her. “Until now.” He leaned over her, and his tongue trailed the path his finger set, and she moaned. Oh, yes.
“I wasn’t expecting—hhhmm—to conduct an interview.” She sighed when he slid the pants off her, exposing her prickled skin and blue hipsters.
He continued planting small kisses, branding her skin with his tongue, until his mouth found the hem of her underwear. She wriggled to help him get rid of them, but he took his time, pulling them with his teeth, grazing her skin. She dug her fingers into the sheets, twirling them and praying for mercy.
Sweet Jesus. She was completely naked, in his bed, and it was simply amazing. He blazed a trail of kisses on her thighs and parted her legs farther, his hands drawing her feet over his shoulders. He pushed her into the bed with a steady grip on her hips. She caught a glimpse of a cocky smile before he buried his head between her trembling thighs.
Oh. He was going to notice her—
“Well, well.” He tugged at the piercing in her clitoris, a white metal ball with red hearts on it. She groaned. “You’re a woman of many surprises, Alice Sommers.”
She threw her head back and clamped her lips together. Should she tell him she got it done a few months ago to impress Joshua? Sad thing was, the relationship was over by the time she’d been cleared to have sex.
“This is going to be fun.” He outlined her clitoris, and she moaned. Loudly. Fun? Her body was like the nonstop pulsing engine of a huge ship.
He stroked her with his tongue, and it was like she was turning into a liquefied version of herself, each time lighter and more ethereal. He played with her piercing, sucking on the metal, his teeth a feather over her swollen, damp flesh. A moan left his lips, and to know he was having pleasure just by giving her pleasure sent her over the edge.
Convulsions began to lift her from the mattress, small at first, then powerful, exhilarating. She moaned and curved around him, her toes curled and feet quivered over his shoulders. Her scream encouraged him to suck harder, stroke her, and swirl his tongue like savoring the last bit of chocolate fudge sundae.
When he thrust a finger inside her slickness, she could barely see anything but stars. The world, her world, was exploding, and it was loud, colorful…and perfect, as another moan fled her trembling lips.
Where did she go from here? Air returned to her lungs in small measures. Lorenzo unhooked her legs from his shoulders and dragged her to the edge of the bed. “Don’t move,” he demanded, like there was any way in hell she’d be able to lift a finger. She couldn’t even remember her middle name.
Alice followed the shadow of his body, his glorious, manly frame, retrieving a condom from the bedside drawer. He returned to her, removed his pants, and rolled the condom on his jutting cock.
Desire renewed inside of her, and the cool