Search and Seduce

“Don’t stop me, Mark. Please.”

Her hand wrapped around his cock, guiding the head to her parted lips. And he couldn’t find the words. The sound of the crowd, the dogs barking—it all faded into the distance. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing him, as her hand stroked up and down.

Mark closed his eyes, struggling to hold back as she took him into her mouth. And, hell, the way her tongue pressed against him...

Opening his eyes, he stared down at her lips moving over him and groaned.

“Amy, you have to stop,” he said. “I’m going to come.”

Mark waited for her to pull back. Instead, she pressed her tongue against him, running it up and down until he couldn’t hold back. His hips bucked, and his head fell back, his eyes shut tight as the orgasm ripped through him.

When the pleasure subsided, he reached out and ran his hand through her hair before lifting her to her feet.

She looked up at him, her lips forming a devilish smile, and then moved away as if she thought this was over. Not a chance.

“We’re not done yet.” He gently turned around and had her place her hands on the metal table.

Mark moved behind her, running his hand up the back of her thigh. She widened her stance, arching her back, offering him access. His fingers slipped under her lace panties.

“You’re wet,” he murmured. He glanced at his discarded pants. He needed to get the condom out of his wallet. He’d slipped it in there this morning just in case they ended up naked again. But that could wait. First, he wanted to touch her, taste her...

He slipped a finger inside as his thumb stroked her. Amy moaned, her hips rocking against his hand. He added a second finger, and her movements turned frantic, hips bucking as she grew closer and closer. Wrapping his hand around her hips, he held her steady.

“Mark, oh, God, Mark.” Her fingers pressed into the metal surface. She tossed her head back, eyes closed. “Yes, oh...”

She came hard against his hand, her body trembling. She was far and away the sexiest sight he’d ever witnessed. She took his breath away. She made him want—

“I’m getting a condom,” he said. “Don’t move.”

It took him only a moment to cover himself before he returned to her.

“I want to give you soft and gentle. But...after watching you come, and hearing you scream my name—” he ran one hand up the curve of her back “—I don’t think I can hold back. This may be a little rough.”

“Yes,” she pleaded.

He positioned himself and entered her with one thrust. Holding her hips, he pushed deeper, took more, needing to drive them both closer to release—

“Amy?” Her cousin’s voice drifted through the door followed by a knock. “Are you in there?”

14

AMY GLANCED OVER her shoulder at the solid wooden door as need radiated from her core. As much as she wanted to stay here with Mark, to feel him come inside her, she couldn’t. Not anymore.

“Amy?” Eloise called a second time.

Mark withdrew from her and stepped away. She instantly missed the contact, the feel of his skin against hers...

“I’ll be right out,” she replied, her voice shaking despite her efforts to sound calm and collected while naked and bent over a metal table. Maybe Eloise wouldn’t notice.

“Are you okay?” her cousin asked through the door.

“I just needed a break,” she called back, standing up and looking at Mark, hoping he would remain silent. It was one thing to be caught hiding from her party alone. But with Mark? She wasn’t ready to tell anyone, not even Eloise.

They weren’t doing anything wrong. She knew that, but she feared the others wouldn’t see it that way.

“I’ll be right out,” Amy added as she scrambled to pull on her clothes, wishing she hadn’t tossed them in different directions in her haste to undress.

Mark put his pants on before silently turning to help zip up her dress. As she slipped into her blazer and heels, he gathered the rest of his clothes and moved to the far wall, out of sight for when she opened the door.