The smooth click of the lock changes the temperature in the room. My body aches for hers. I’m ready to pull her to me and devour her.
“I haven’t been here five minutes, and you’ve already got me naked.” I hold out my hand as she returns. “Come here.”
She walks straight into my arms, and I hug her tightly against my chest. Rubbing her back, I take a long inhale of her jasmine scented hair. “Are you okay?”
“I’m much better now that you’re here.” She looks up at me, and I can almost make out her soft breasts beneath the thin material of her long-sleeved tee. She’s so damn sexy.
I scan her shapely legs in short white shorts, searching for any sign of bruising or injury. “Did that guy hurt you?”
“No.” A sad little smile touches her lips. “I’m so sorry, Deacon. For tonight, for not telling you—”
“Don’t.” Reaching up, I place my finger lightly against her lips, pulling her to me again. “It doesn’t matter. I’m sorry I had to leave you that way. I didn’t want to ruin the party—”
“I understood.”
“But I had to come here tonight. I needed to see you, to know you’re okay.”
“I’m okay.” She lifts her chin, and I lean down to kiss her again.
Her lips part, and our tongues curl together. It’s electric and need shoots straight to my cock. My hands go under the hem of her shirt, finding the smooth, warm skin of her lower back, pressing her hips to mine.
She exhales a soft noise, and I break the kiss, looking around the room. “This is a nice place.”
“The bed’s big enough for both of us.” Her palms slide against mine, threading our fingers, and she takes a step backwards, drawing me towards the bed with her. “Everyone’s sleeping over. You might as well, too.”
“Sounds risky.”
“I’m not afraid.” She lifts her shirt over her head, and her soft breasts are bare, tipped with pale light. My mouth waters. “I want you to stay.”
“I’ll do whatever you want.”
She slides the terry fabric of her shorts down her shapely legs, and it’s my turn to be stunned by her beauty. Delicate lace rises over the soft curve of her hips leading to her narrow waist and full, round breasts. They rise and fall with her rapid breathing.
“I want you inside me.”
I close the space between us, ready to devour her.
I want her all over me.
I want her skin against mine.
She pushes the towel off my hips just as I reach her. It hits the floor with a soft thump, and my erection springs hard and thick between us.
“Deacon…” She wraps her fingers around me, stroking my shaft, making me groan.
I cover her mouth with mine, pulling and kissing, hungry and needy. We move quickly, and I can’t think of anything but loving this woman in my arms. She’s the girl I fell in love with before I ever knew what that meant.
Turning, I sit on the bed, scooting back so she can straddle my lap. I want her to ride me. I want to see her beautiful body getting off on mine, breasts bouncing, hair cascading around us.
She rises over my cock and drops, sheathing me completely in her warm depths. Closing my eyes, I swallow a loud groan as my mind blanks.
T
he house is filled with people who hate me. It does nothing to kill my desire, but I have to be quiet.
“You feel so good.” My jaw is tight and I grind out the words, holding back.
“Yes…” She gasps, holding my face as she kisses me.