Draco (Coded for Love 2)

His thrusts were urgent, the clasp of her body urging him on. Meanwhile her hands roved over his back and his buttocks, snatching at him, pulling him deeper while she moved in synch with him.

The threat of orgasm beat at his back, tensing his spine, his balls lifting. He slid one hand down to stroke her clit. A startled moan crossed her lips and he felt her spasm rhythmically, her lush flesh embracing him over and over. That was what he wanted and he let rip. Grinding deep, owning her to the very depths, Draco came.

Even in the throes of his orgasm, he remained fixed on watching her face, adoring the way she looked in release.

He didn’t want to withdraw, didn’t want to let her go.

The night ahead suddenly seemed too short, he didn’t want to get up and log in remotely, and he didn’t want to sleep.

For the first time in over two years, his obsession with code had been replaced with something else—his obsession this woman.

CHAPTER TWELVE

The next morning Lara found herself awoken by a kiss. She gasped in surprise, jerking bodily, then melted when she remembered.

A hunk of masculinity lay next to her, arms wrapped around her, his

hips spooning hers, her feet being teased by his.

What a way to wake up, she thought, rolling onto her back so that he could climb over her and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

She purred with pleasure, blinking and smiling up at him when the kiss ended.

“Hello, sleepy head,” he said. “I thought I’d better wake you. You slept through the alarm.”

“Wow. I’ve never done that before.” Struggling to get her bearings, she glanced at the clock. “Oh my God! We better get a move on.” She scrabbled out from under him. “If we’re late, Susanna is bound to report back to my dad. Can you imagine?”

Even so, she laughed. She felt the happy and silly and ridiculous all at once, running round the room naked, grabbing bits of clothing from cupboards and drawers. It didn’t help that Draco was lying on his side, watching her, as if he intended to stay there all day.

“You better get ready quickly,” she said as she headed for the bathroom,

“No worries.” He rolled onto his back and put his hands behind his head.

So this is what it was going to be like, she mused. Nevertheless, she couldn’t be annoyed.

Darting into the shower she raced through her morning routine while she thought back. Being with him was awesome and special – an experience she would savor. How could she not want more of the same while they worked together?

He’d been warm and loving beside her on waking, and watched her with hungry eyes while she grabbed her clothes. Perhaps he was the kind of guy who sought a new woman every time he wanted to make love, though. Who knew?

Thankfully he was up and holding his clothes by the time she was dressed, waiting his turn in the shower. He saluted her with a smile as she shot by him.

Racing toward the kitchen she saw her shoes on the way and shoved them on.

There were croissants in the cupboard and she pulled them out. Serving up two glasses of orange juice she tore the packet of croissants open. A couple of minutes later, he joined her, fully dressed, collar up, tie half on.

“We’ll get a coffee at work.” She glanced at the clock. “There isn’t time to take the tube. I’ll ring for a taxi once we’re ready.”

Draco nodded and ran his fingers through his wet hair. He sat on one of the high bar stools at the kitchen counter and downed the orange juice.

He was staring at her, a smile playing around the corners of his handsome mouth. “What?”

“I was just thinking you look even more beautiful this morning.”

“And I suppose you want to take the credit for that?” Laughter bubbled up inside her. She wasn’t going to massage his ego though.

“I’d like to think I paid some small part in making you happy.” The look in his eyes made her melt and she had to grip onto the edge of the kitchen work surface steady herself. The sincerity in his comments made her wonder. Did that mean she could rely on him? She still wasn’t sure, and probably never would be until they got through this task, but it was kind of reassuring and she appreciated that.

“I guess I’ll give you that.”