Temporarily Yours (Shillings Agency 1)
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Passion. Impatience. Hunger.
Settling in between her legs, he caught her mouth again and lowered his weight on her. Finally. But it still wasn’t enough.
Wriggling underneath him, she grabbed him by the waist and yanked him down. When his bare skin brushed against her already sensitive nipples, she hissed at the contact. His eyes darkened, and he slid his hands under her ass, pulling her against him.
When their mouths were a breath apart, she demanded, “Now.”
He growled and smashed his lips to hers, drinking of her mouth. When he broke away, she heard the crinkling of a condom wrapper and almost shouted with joy. Then his lips were back on hers, and he rubbed his cock against her clit.
He positioned himself at her pussy, then thrust inside her a tiny bit before pulling out. Oh, for the love of God. How much longer would he torture her? She cried out in protest. He couldn’t keep teasing her like this, damn it.
She lifted her hips. “Come on.”
“You’re not ready yet.” He pressed against her again, teasing her with his cock.
Grabbing his hips, she pulled on them as hard as she could. When he refused to budge, she slammed her fists down on the seat. “Please now.”
“Now,” he agreed, his voice deep with promise.
He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, then entered her, filling her so completely she cried out at the pleasure. Then he pressed even further inside her, his eyes closed, his grip on her tight. “Fuck, you feel good.”
“Oh my God,” she sighed, meeting him when he thrust again. As he withdrew, then shifted forward again, the familiar pressure built up rapidly, and she spread her thighs as wide as she could in a car to take more of him in. He moved faster. Her stomach clenched, twisting with pleasure.
“More! I need more!” she gasped. “Please fuck me hard.”
Capturing her mouth, he thrust inside of her all the way, finally letting himself go. And this time, he didn’t stop to tease her, or kiss her gently, or almost enter her.
She tore her hands free and dug her fingers into his ass, pulling him even closer. He rotated his hips and deepened his thrusts, until she finally held all of him. Her head kept hitting the car door because of how hard he drove inside of her, but she didn’t care. As long as he kept doing what he was doing, then he could bend her any which way he wanted.
He increased the tempo, his breath coming out in spurts. She screamed and went limp in his arms, pleasure taking over every molecule in her body.
She’d thought he was amazing with his lips and his fingers?
That had been nothing compared to this.
He pumped into her again, then one more time, and his body tensed as he found his own pleasure, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut. When he dropped down to cover her body, he buried his face in her neck and placed a light kiss there. “Holy shit, Kayla.”
She nodded and swallowed hard, not trusting her voice yet. She was no stranger to orgasms, but that was a whole new classification of pleasure.
“Want me to drop you off at your hotel now?”
She nodded. “Yes, please.” Then she hesitated. This might be the best or the worst idea ever, but she was going for it either way. “Would you like to, uh, stay the night?”
He looked down at her, his face lighting up with a wide grin. “And spend the night making love to you in a real bed?”
Dear God, he might kill me.
Anticipation and desire fluttered in her belly. For the love of God, they’d just finished having sex. She didn’t know what the hell he did to her, but it was something indescribable. Amazing. Addictive.
She nodded. “Pretty much.”
Grinning, he said, “Fuck yeah. Let’s go.”
Chapter Eight
The incessant ringing of her cell phone penetrated the heavy fog of sleep hanging over Kayla’s head, but she still resisted the pull to alertness. Her pounding head and cotton ball mouth didn’t promise a pleasant morning, and she wanted to avoid the harsh realities of her hangover for as long as she could. Squeezing her eyes shut, she snuggled deeper into the warmth curled around her back, holding her tightly…
Wait. Holding her?