Her lungs squeezed and she stared at the wall, sure she’d wake up in her bed any time now. Alone, with her hand between her legs as she’d awakened so many times before. He always visited her in her dreams, taunting her with what she’d never have.
Except he was right here. And she’d be damned if she just let him walk away.
She bucked against him, and for an instant he dropped his guard and the arm he’d used to cage her in. Then she grabbed his hand and pulled it down, pressing it against her belly. Giving herself that extra second before she took things to a place they couldn’t step back from.
His fingers flexed in her hold.Go for it, she admonished herself.
But before she could, he went for it for her. He slid his hand between her legs, rubbing hard. She jerked her hips against his palm, desperate for more. The friction of his brusque touch both soothed the ache and intensified it. As wet as she was, she barely needed any stimulation at all and he’d already given her a damn overload.
Her heart pounded frantically and she opened her mouth on a soft cry. He ground his hand, circling, dragging it up and down until her cries became one long, endless moan.
She tensed and stilled in his hold, the storm inside her reaching the breaking point.
Yes. Finally.
He covered her mouth with his other hand and pulled her head back against his shoulder, muffling the sound of her scream. The resulting spurt of fear from his abrupt move only magnified her orgasm.
Helplessly, she bit his fingers as she came.
He gave her a moment to regain her equilibrium. Then he whirled her around.
As she met his dark, needy eyes, Kelly blushed clear down to her kneecaps. For once in her life, she was completely speechless.
“You bit me,” he said in an undertone.
She swallowed a dozen retorts.I want to bite you everywhere.“Did you like it?”
Before he could answer, a group of people thundered past them toward the exit. Spencer tugged her against him as if he could shield her with his body. But from what? Where was the fire?
“What’s happening?” she whispered.
Just then someone shouted, “Cops!”
Cops? Hell no. She was not about to get caught with her boss on her virgin outing to a sex club. Impossible.
“We’re not sharing a jail cell,” she muttered, once again stunned into immobility. Her brain and mouth worked just fine but her shoes felt stuck to the floor.
“Goddammit, Kelly.” He shook her hard enough to make her still quivering belly revolt. “We need to go.Now.”