shit,” I breathed as I felt another orgasm approaching. I wasn’t sure I could take another one.
“I want to be the one to make you scream.” His voice was liquid sex, sending fresh waves of desire flowing over me. “My hands touching you where you need them. My body making yours respond.”
I closed my eyes as my arms began to shake. I was so close and every word he spoke was pushing me closer.
He yanked us both upright, wrapping one arm across my chest so that his hand was still on my breast. The other hand slid beneath the fabric of my skirt.
“Mine.” The moment the word left his lips, his fingers slid between my folds to find my swollen clit.
Just as I was about to explode, I heard a noise from the door. I couldn’t tell what it was, but before I could ask, three things happened at once. Gavin’s teeth scraped over the place where my shoulder and throat met. His fingers gave my nipple a little twist. The fingers between my legs flicked my clit.
He got his hand over my mouth barely in time to hold back my scream. My body went rigid, every muscle tightening. I heard him say my name and felt him pulse inside me, but that was all secondary to the light and heat coursing through me. This, I thought, was what lightning must feel like. Explosive energy bound in a form that can’t contain it. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, it was gone, and I went limp. Gavin’s arms around me were the only things that kept me from falling to the floor.
Chapter 9
Through my post-orgasmic haze, I suddenly became aware of my situation. I was bent over a table, the top of my dress under my bare breasts, the bottom rucked up around my waist. Gavin was resting on my back, still inside me, and I assumed, still mostly clothed.
And someone was knocking on the door.
I tensed and Gavin hissed.
“Keep that up and I’ll be ready to go again,” he murmured against my ear.
“There’s someone at the door,” I whispered.
I pushed back against him, fighting against a sudden and irrational fear that he was going to hold me there. Instead, he stood, sliding out of me as he moved, and leaving me with the sense of loss that could only come after feeling complete.
I straightened, my legs shaking as I smoothed down my skirt and began to pull up the top of my dress. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gavin pull off the used condom and, after a moment glancing around the room, toss it into a garbage can. I couldn’t stop my gaze from lingering on him as he tucked himself back into his pants. Even spent, he was impressive.
“We need to get out of here,” I kept my voice low as whoever was at the door started asking who was in the room. I reached towards my panties, but Gavin beat me to it.
“You really want to wear something this wet?” He grinned at me as he slipped my underwear into his jacket pocket, completely at ease with what we’d just done. The grin faded as he looked at my face and his voice became serious as he asked, “Are you okay?”
“We just had sex on the table in a hotel conference room and now someone’s standing outside that door and they’re going to know why the door was locked.” The words rushed out of me.
“Well, that door is.”
My jaw dropped and I stared at him, horrified. He couldn’t mean...
He gestured towards a door at the other end of the room, one I hadn’t seen. “It’s okay. It just goes to the bathroom.” He took a step towards me, his eyes taking on that dark glow that did things to me deep inside. “Come on, didn’t it turn you on a little? Knowing we were someplace we weren’t supposed to be? That anyone with a key could come in at any time?”
My breath caught as my stomach churned at his words. It wasn’t nausea, but arousal. I hadn’t recognized it at the time, but I acknowledged it now for what it was. A part of me had enjoyed the taboo of what we were doing.
“Don’t worry.” Gavin held out his hand. “We had fun. Don’t let a little embarrassment
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