He smiled. “Fine. I’ll let you go. If we continue this. At your place.”
I gulped and nodded. I’d have been happy to continue here, if it were any other building. Finally, he let go of me and pushed the button on the elevator so we resumed our downward ride.
What must I look like? I walked out of the elevator, nodding to a few people. And then there was the monstrously handsome man with his arm on my back. What would everyone think?
“Where’s your place?” he asked.
“A couple blocks from here, a downtown loft.”
“You have a car?”
I shook my head. “I walked.”
“We’ll take mine.”
Jonah kissed me breathless in the car at my building. He kissed me breathless in the elevator rising to the fourth floor where my loft was located. He kissed me breathless against my door, stopping only for me to unlock it.
He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall after kicking the door shut, kissing me breathless one more time.
He broke the kiss and inhaled. “Bedroom?”
I pointed toward the open door on the other side of the living area.
He lifted me in his arms as if I weighed no more than a child and swiftly carried me across the living area into the bedroom. I hadn’t made my bed that morning, but he didn’t seem to notice.
He dropped me on the bed and then sat down, his lips next to my ear. “I need to be inside you. I can’t wait. But I promise you I will not leave you hanging. After we rest, I want to take it slow. I want to taste every inch of you, Melanie. I want to sample those sweet nipples. I want to make you scream as I eat your pussy. I want to lick your ass. I won’t stop until I’ve tasted every fucking millimeter of your gorgeous body.”
My breath caught.
“Get undressed,” he growled.
It never occurred to me not to obey him. I shed my clothes as he shed his, baring his beautiful body to me.
He grabbed his wallet out of his jeans pocket, quickly opened and put on a condom, and then forced me back down on the bed. Instantly, he was inside me.
He groaned—a groan I had heard before. From my patients who were drug addicts. They groaned like that when they got their fix. Could I be Jonah’s fix? The thought made me melt. I wanted to be his fix.
He held himself inside me for a moment, letting me get used to his size.
Little did he know, I was already used to him. Again, as had happened the first time, when he entered me, I felt like I had come home.
“God,” he said. “You feel so good around me.”
He pulled out and thrust back in. I gasped against his shoulder.
“You all right?”
I sighed. “Yes. All right.” I bit my lip.
“Thank God.” He thrust back in.
I let out a soft moan every time he slid back into me, and before I knew it, a climax was primed and ready to go. Just as I was about to start coming, he pulled out.
“You are beautiful right now. Glowing. Just gorgeous.” He stuck his dick back into my heat.
I grasped the comforter, balling my hands into fists around the fabric.
He fucked me hard and fast. The orgasm on the edge teetered over into full force.