She hadn’t said “I do”, and neither had David. But in effect, it would be damn near the same as being married. David had made the “honeymoon” reservations in Barbados under the names “Mr. and Mrs. David Chance”. As if he owned her. He was behaving like a small boy who’d snagged the last chocolate chip cookie from the jar, and was relishing that first bite.
The problem was, she couldn’t help but feel a little excited as well.
Chapter Nine
The limo driver grinned when David handed him a hundred dollar bill. As he escorted her across the lobby to the elevators, he nodded toward the restroom they had used and asked softly, “You want a quickie before we go up?”
“I want a proper bed tonight. I want to be fed well, and I want to have champagne and strawberries and the whole works.” She gazed at him archly, trying very hard not to sound breathless.
He kissed the tip of her nose and waved to the front desk clerk, who hurried over.
“The lady wants champagne and strawberries.”
“Already in your apartment, Mr. Braza.”
“And the rest?”
“All taken care of, sir.” David shoved a hundred into his hand as well and grinned at him.
“Good work. I might get laid after all.”
Sam blushed and slugged him in the ribs, without even getting him to acknowledge the punch. “You are terrible. I don’t think that poor man will ever stop blushing,” she rasped.
“Never underestimate the power of a blush. I happen to think a woman who blushes is completely sexy.”
He drew her into the elevator as the door closed and he picked her up from the floor again to kiss her hungrily, his body back in the zone.
“There are cameras in the elevators, David!” she gasped as he started to run one hand up under her tank top.
“A bunch of peeping toms, huh?” He grinned up at the small camera lens that was barely visible in the corner and he reached up and jerked it loose, turning the lens toward the roof of the car. “Now, where was I?” he growled.
She was laughing so hard she could barely get her breath by the time the elevator doors opened on the foyer outside the penthouse. Her jeans were unzipped and he had managed to get her bra unhooked in the elevator. “David. You have me half undressed and we haven’t even gotten inside the apartment.”
“Okay. I’ll humor you that far.” He swung her off the floor into his arms and she gasped as he bent his head to kiss her with all the steamy passion he had shown before. He slid his card key in the slot and kicked the doors inward. Before he put her down, he kissed her for several minutes, until she was so eager to have him, she was panting.
“Close the doors,” she gasped as he dragged her tank top off over her head. He obeyed without missing a beat as he tugged her bra the rest of the way off and tossed it onto the crystal chandelier that graced the sitting room. His hands shoved her jeans down her thighs and her panties followed.
“David. Stop that! Think what the maid will say.”
He cupped her breasts in both large hands and bent to draw one turgid pink nipple into his mouth, as she arched and clutched his head with a sharp gasp. “To hell with what the maid says. If she wants me, she’ll have to wait her turn.”
“David!” she yelped as his large hands slipped from her breasts to the triangle of copper curls between her legs and he gently sought the hot, slick folds of her body that led to what they both so desperately needed.
“You don’t like this?”
“Oh Lord. Don’t be stupid. Of course I- Oh!” Strong, lean fingers slid slowly inside her wet center as warm, moist lips caressed her collarbone.
“You do like that.” His voice was a warm rasp as he unsnapped his waistband and finished releasing his tumescent cock.
“Yes.” She kicked out of her jeans and panties and planted her feet wider apart to allow him to tease her. “Oh God, David. You do that so well!”
Her thoughts exploded as he slowly lifted her thigh and moved the tip of his stiffened cock back and forth over her throbbing clit in a slow seduction.
“And what about this?”
“David!” She reached between their bodies to circle his thick cock with trembling hands. She grabbed the proffered wrapper and ripped it apart like a wild woman, biting her lip as she rolled the neon orange latex over his beautifully erect cock. She hissed as he pressed her bare back against the wall and slowly inserted the silken tip into her cleft while she guided him home.
“That good, huh?” he whispered huskily as he felt her body welcome him.
“Oh David.” She arched and wrapped her other leg about his hips as he drove his body deep into hers with a growl of pleasure. The feel of her taking him in was nearly more than he could handle and he had to struggle not to orgasm instantly. He wanted it to go on forever.
“You are so sweet. So delicious. I could do this all night.”
“Oh yes. So could I,” she whimpered.
Sam lay on the carpet of the sitting room, their clothes strewn about them wildly, staring up at his handsome face. “You amaze me, Mr. Chance.” Her breathing was ragged.
“I just amazed myself.” His eyes were dark with desire as he bent to kiss her hungrily once again. Her legs wound about his hips as she arched up to take him in once more, her moan of enjoyment making him smile with satisfaction. He had never dreamed she would be as hungry for him as he was for her. She was amazing.
He was like a wild man. He had been unable to stop making love to her since they had entered the apartment and she had been a woman possessed, urging him onward with eager cries and sensuous caresses, driving him to the heights of passion again and again. Who the hell knew he could keep it up and eager like this? Was it something he’d eaten? Something she’d spiked his water with? Or was it her? Her incredibly hot little body that drove him wild to have her again and again?
He drew a deep breath and held her close as he lifted to his knees and made sure she was securely wrapped about his hips. He rose to his feet and walked slowly toward the bedroom they had shared the past two nights. He grinned as she bit his neck and whispered that she didn’t think she would ever be able to walk straight again.
“I like bow-legged women.” His mouth dragged across her shoulder as he reached the bed and sank backward, scooting his body to the center while she sat astride his hips. He closed his eyes as she leaned forward and surged down over his cock, then again. He cupped her breasts in shaking hands as she rode him hard, her palms moving hungrily over his perspiring chest.
“I think I’m gonna fall off and not be able to get back on again,” she whispered hoarsely as she bit her lip and gave a laugh. “Maybe you should be up here.”
“I want you up where I can see you and I can touch these.” He hissed through clenched teeth as he gently pinched her nipples and she gasped and arched with another marvelous climax.
His strength amazed her. The feel of his silk-over-steel cock amazed her. And the way he made love like a madman amazed her. As he filled her to the stretching point with his body, she threw back her head and reveled in the heady orgasm, crying out with her pleasure. Unable to move or breathe for a moment, she froze, her sheath clenching tight around him, holding him deep.
When she was able to move again, she began to surge against him once more to give him his pleasure and her hands skimmed his skin, raking over his flat nipples. She smiled wickedly down into his face as she pinched his nipples and watched breathlessly while he closed his eyes and shouted with his release, emptying himself into her eager body. She rocked slowly, lovingly on him to milk his pleasure, before she collapsed over him and lay on his sweat-slick, trembling body.
They lay in a weary, sated tangle of arms and legs, with her sprawled across his chest and his arms still wrapped about her body. He groaned as she moved slightly and brushed her lips against the skin of his throat. “Be
