teasing and tantalizing and finally, satisfying. As his tongue swept into her hungry mouth, her hands twined into the thick black hair at the back of his head and she actually whimpered aloud with the jolt of need that made her forget the prying eyes and giggles surrounding them.
It took her several minutes to regain her sanity and her sense of propriety and she whispered against his hungry lips, “Can we find a more private place before you start undressing me this time?”
David smiled wickedly down into her eyes as he lowered her to the floor and kissed the top of her copper mop. “I know just the place.”
The stretch Hummer limo had dark glass and a privacy window between the back and the driver. He wasted no time as the driver pulled into heavy traffic for the hour-long ride home. She was sitting astride his bulging lap on the rear seat, their mouths fused in a smoldering, needful kiss as he slowly shoved her skirt up her thighs and slid aside the thin strip of satin and lace that was all that kept him from her pussy. She gave a thick moan of pleasure as he found her cleft and his wonderful fingers worked utter magic in their gently stroking, dipping quest. Her first climax shuddered through her and he laughed softly against her lips.
She felt his fingers withdraw from her and he slid the thong crotch aside again as he released his cock from his slacks to let it rub tantalizingly against her pussy. He growled in a husky murmur, “Ride me, Sam. Ride me into oblivion. God, I need you.” He lifted her and settled her wet sheath down over his cock as he kissed her with a savage delight that would have shocked her, had she not been just as eager.
“I missed you so damn much,” she whimpered as he slid one hand up under her silk blouse to caress her breast. Her own hands were under his shirt, tantalizing his skin as she moaned and arched with delight. He filled her so completely. The heated, rocking movements of her hips drove him deeper, harder.
“I’ve saved up a whole week’s worth of rides for you, Sam. It’s gonna be one hell of a welcome home party.” His voice was a rasp of pleasure against her temple as his fingers delved into the triangle of curls between their bodies to find and tease her eager clit.
Sam gasped and clung to him as she felt her body come apart in a second exquisite orgasm that took her voice away. Her body convulsed and she swore she could see cartoon stars before her eyes as he worked his wicked magic on her body. When she was able to speak again, she whispered huskily, “I hope you ate plenty of oysters.”
She kissed him so passionately he could barely think straight as she dipped her sweet tongue into his mouth and moaned against his lips.
He came hard inside her tight body, so hard that it took him several minutes to regain his senses and his breath. And when he looked into her eyes, she was smiling at him as if she had no intention of letting him off so easily. He laughed in delight and caught her lips, taking what she offered with a deep growl of enjoyment.
If she thought he was going to simply let her walk out of his life in five months, she had another think coming. No other woman had ever made him feel what Sam Hastings made him feel and he was not willing to give that up for anything-not even a signed Memorandum of Understanding.
She awoke alone in his bed, having very little memory of the arrival at his palatial home in Barrington Hills except for the way he had swept her into his arms and carried her up the curving staircase to his bedroom. She had fully expected to arrive in downtown Chicago and be ensconced in the luxurious hotel apartment he kept. It had been a complete shock to find that the man owned four houses and that amazing apartment! But that particular shock had quickly evaporated under the onslaught of hot lips and hands as everything else became a frenzied blur of touching, kissing, feeling and responding to every delicious thing he did to her for the next many hours. And he had been amazing. Breathtakingly sensuous. Delightfully ardent and eager. He had made her feel…cherished.
She stretched and gave a little groan. She was so sore, she could barely move. She laughed softly. He had warned her. She sat up and shoved her tousled red mop out of her face and looked around the room at their wildly strewn clothing and the lamp he had upset in his haste to remove his own clothes. She slipped from the bed and snatched up her rumpled skirt, pulling it on and reaching for her blouse. The panties had not made it out of the limo.
She was buttoning her blouse when the phone beside the bed rang and she picked it up slowly. “Hello?”
“About time you were out of bed, Ms. Hastings. If you’re looking for your luggage, I had Maria hang your things up in your closet. The set of drawers on the left of the dressing room are yours. Bathroom’s the door on your left as you’re facing the hall. Did I say thanks?” His hot-buttered-rum voice made her shiver with memories of the night spent in his bed.
“Thanks for what?”
“For not falling asleep on me until I collapsed from exhaustion. I desperately needed to feel wanted after a whole week away from you.”
“Oh, you were definitely wanted.” Her blush was hot and she cooled her cheeks with her free hand.
“I’m so damn sore I can barely walk.” His laugh sounded muffled, as if he had swept his hand across his mouth.
“You too?” she chuckled.
“Great sex works muscles that don’t get used much. We’ll have to keep working out. I’d hate to let those muscles atrophy.” He actually seemed to purr. She shivered. She could almost picture a powerful jungle cat purring in satisfaction.
“I seriously doubt that will ever happen, David. In that department, I’m sure you have no problems. Now I’m going to get a shower. Where are you?”
“In the weight room. Working the other muscles.”
“You’d better not overdo.”
“Leave me some hot water.”
“No. If you aren’t fast enough to get up here before I use it all, you’ll have to settle for cold water.”
She hung up with a laugh and found the bathroom easily enough. She found fluffy black towels on a warmed towel rack and a voluminous robe hanging on a clothes horse nearby. She dropped her wrinkled clothes on the rug and turned on the shower, stepping into the smoked-glass enclosure with a sigh of pleasure. Her mind slipped treacherously back to the showers she had shared with David in Barbados. The feel of his rippling, wet body sliding over hers under the delicious hot spray. The feel of his lips moving down her trembling body as he sank to his knees and gently spread her legs and opened her soft folds with his fingers as he leaned in to lave her and then take her clit into his talented mouth.
She was rinsing the shampoo out of her hair when the shower door slid open and she felt the chill air on her skin. Big, calloused hands slid around her from behind and she felt his muscular body pressed against her back. “I have soap in my eyes,” she gasped.
“All the easier for me to take gross advantage of you, my little dove,” David whispered dramatically into her ear. She felt his hands move down her belly to seek the wet curls between her thighs.
“I’m no fun at all with soap in my eyes!” she yelped, trying to get her face under the spray.
“Oh, in that case…” He moved her forward slightly so that the hot spray rinsed her face. She inhaled deeply as he slipped his hand down her belly once more to the apex of her thighs and his fingertips began to tantalize her again.
She arched back against him and whispered, “Don’t start something you can’t finish, Mr. Chance.”
“When have I ever not finished something I started, Ms. Hastings?”
“Mmmm.” She arched as his fingers slid into her sensitive folds and moved with slow, erotic thrusts. Such talented fingers.
“You like that?” His lips caressed the side of her neck.
“Ooh yeah.” She widened her stance and placed her hands over his as he pleasured her. He obliged her unspoken urging and buried three long fingers deep into her silken sheath. At the sound of her whimpered encouragement, he nibbled the edge of her neck and licked her skin as if he wanted to devour her. His other hand toyed with her throbbing clit and she felt his stiffened cock nudging her ass as he growled and shuddered with need
