“You’re stalking me?” he quipped.
She smiled. “I like that you have a sense of humor. I never would have guessed.”
“Most women who look like you don’t give me the chance to prove I have one.”
“We’re a silly species.” She flattened a hand over his abs and felt the muscles flex beneath her touch. Her smile turned flirtatious. “So I was thinking…”
He let out a low groan. “This is about to get dangerous, isn’t it?”
“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with dangerous, Ryan. As long as it’s containable danger.”
“Oh, really?” he deadpanned. “There’s such a thing as ‘containable danger’? I’ve yet to hear of this fascinating notion of which you speak.”
“Then allow me to elaborate, Dr. Donovan,” she said in her best scholarly tone.
Her fingers grazed his hot skin, up to his chest. Her nail scraped a small nipple, and his body jerked. She held her gloat in check. “You see, we both are of the same mind that business is first and foremost our main priority. Therefore, until we’ve resolved the shoe travesty we’re dealing with, we really ought to keep our hands to ourselves.”
“Hmm. I see that’s working out so well for us.”
She laughed softly. “Let’s call it a night of weakness. And we swear we’ll do better tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes.” Her head dipped and the tip of her tongue toyed with his hard nipple. Then she blew a warm breath over the now-moist point. He let out a primal growl that turned her on even more. “Let me be Scarlett O’Hara for a few minutes. Because, Ryan…” She stared deep into his eyes. “I need you to make me come again.”
“Ah, fuck. Maxi.” He gripped her upper arms and hauled her against his rock-hard chest. His mouth crashed over hers and he kissed her with searing passion, lighting her up like a Fourth of July night sky over Baltimore Harbor.
His tongue tangled with hers, and Maxi gave herself over to the kiss. Ryan hitched her skirt up, the material gathering
around her waist once more. He yanked the thin strand of her lace thong over one ass cheek. His hand skated around to the front of her, and his fingers slipped behind the swath of material. He rubbed her clit with determined timing and the perfect amount of pressure.
Breaking the kiss, she murmured against his lips, “You are seriously amazing.”
“You bring out the animal in me.” He kissed her again. His other hand slid along the cleft of her ass, back and forth, increasing the need within her as he teased her. Just when Maxi thought she couldn’t take any more of the torment, he plunged two fingers into her pussy from behind and stroked quickly.
Her mouth tore from his. “Ryan!” He worked her skillfully. Her nails pressed into his muscles, dragging across the skin at his collarbone. “Oh, God. I am burning up.”
“I want you even hotter,” he told her, his tone dark and edgy. “I want you even wetter. Dripping, Maxi. And so ready for whatever I next do to you.”
“Oh,” she said on a sharp whimper. “Oh, God, yes.”
He massaged her clit while his fingers slid along her inner walls. A thrilling, breath-stealing anticipation mounted. She was close to coming. So very close…
But Ryan clearly had more in store for her. He shifted the hand between her legs and ripped the side of her thong, the flimsy lace shredding instantly under his forcefulness. That alone sent her pulse off the charts. Then he swept aside the fabric and pressed her against the ridges of his abs with one hand on her hip.
Her slick folds glided over his supple skin and ridged sinew, which provided a different texture and topography that felt fantastic against such a sensitive spot. And the fact that she was coating his stomach with her cream, that he wanted her to use his body for her own personal pleasure, pushed her even higher.
His two fingers inside her continued to stroke. His other hand left her hip, and he brushed aside the material of her unbuttoned blouse. He tucked one lacy cup of her bra under her breast and drew her hard nipple into his mouth, sucking deep.
Excitement shot through Maxi. Her entire body quivered and quaked. The tension inside her built to a nearly unbearable degree.
Ryan’s free hand shifted to her ass. He collected some of the moisture in her cleft and then circled the rim of her anus. Slowly. Tantalizingly.
A hint of apprehension closed in on Maxi. That had always been a forbidden spot for her. Kev had expressed interest in anal sex—she’d adamantly refused him.
Somehow, this was different.
“Just relax,” Ryan murmured.