When they reached her hotel, Marcus offered to walk her up to her room, never mind if she usually said no to his offer.
But this time it was different.
She told himyes,and even thanked him for the offer, which left him all the warier. Something was definitely up, he thought broodingly. The only question was whether the unusual change in Anneke’s behavior counted as good or bad.
When they reached her suite, Anneke slid the key into the card slot just as she heard herself say, “About the next film...”
Marcus stiffened.If she turned him down—-
“Perhaps we could discuss it inside?”
His head snapped towards her as her words detonated like a bomb between them. Tension rocketed in a blink of an eye as he tried to make sense of what she was really asking. Her voice had been unusually husky when she had uttered her invitation, but could he truly read anything into that?
He stared hard at her, expecting her to look away, but she didn’t.
She only gazed back at him and when he saw her tongue dart out to wet her lips—-
Accidenti.
Need burst inside him, and he sucked in his breath. “I think I better go,” he said roughly.
The unexpected rejection had Anneke swallowing back a cry of disappointment. She knew she shouldn’t mind, but she did. “Don’t you want to discuss their next filmnow?”
“I do.” Marcus’ tone was taut. “But tonight is no good.”
And it was then she saw the way desire was burning so brightly in his eyes.
Oh.
“I can’t trust myself to be alone with you right now,” Marcus gritted out. “I hope you understand.”
“I do.” Her tone was tremulous. “But I still insist.”
His nostrils flared.
And then—-
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Ah.The unspoken promise that followed the words had her cheeks flushing. She was afraid, but she was also excited, and her hand shook as she pulled her card key out, and the door slowly opened.
Oh God.
No sooner than the door closed behind them did passion explode. She was in his arms in the next moment, and their mouths fused just as her arms and legs locked around him. His tongue thrust deeply into her mouth, and she moaned. She felt him carrying her farther inside the room, but she couldn’t make herself care. She felt him lay her body on the coffee table, but she just let him. And when she felt him part her legs—-
She didn’t even wait for him to ask.
She only parted her legs wide open, and a whimper escaped her as his large, strong hands ran up her bare legs under the skirt of her dress.
His fingers found the edge of her panties—-
Rip.
Another whimper escaped her—-
And then she could no longer breathe as Marcus started fucking her with his mouth. Her fingers clawed against the table as his tongue drove deep into her pussy, plunging in and out, in and out – her mind started to spin, and her fingers moved up, digging deep into the bunched muscles of his back.
Cupping the cheeks of her butt, Marcus pulled her hips up so he could kiss her more deeply.