his pants. He rolled the condom down his length before positioning himself at her entrance.
His lips pressed against her ear as his hands gripped her hips, pulling her back against him. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her slick opening as he whispered in her ear.
“What do you want?”
She leaned her head back against his shoulder. “You.” She sighed.
He drove into her, his cock sliding deep.
Jesus!
She felt so good.
Like hot velvet.
Better than anything he had felt in a long time. One hand slid up to pull the strap of her dress down her shoulders, bringing her bra with it. His hand cupped her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple. His mouth moved over her shoulder, her neck, but he wanted more. He pulled the dress over her head, letting it fall to the floor. He trailed kisses over her back as he unsnapped her bra. He wanted her naked, completely bare to him. His hands cupped her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples as he continued to drive into her tight pussy.
God, he was going to come soon.
He slid one hand over her abdomen to delve into the blonde curls between her legs. His thumb began to lazily rub circles over her clit. He felt her cunt squeeze him. She threw her head back as she released a sexy moan. He pumped into her, allowing her pussy to milk the orgasm out of him. He released a low groan as it overtook him. He held her tight against him, not ready to let her go yet. He breathed in the scent of her arousal.
“Come home with me.”
He heard the words come out of his mouth, but he didn't quite believe that he said them. He never took women home. It was too personal, and it only served to create complications he didn't need. He had learned his lesson a long time ago. He had been burned before, and he refused to let it happen again.
But holding Mara's naked body against his made him realize something.
Whether it was right or wrong, he wanted her.
He wanted to be with her.
And he wasn't ready to let her go tonight.
Not now.
Not yet.
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Chapter 11
Joe gripped the steering wheel tightly as he navigated through the city streets.
What the hell had he been thinking when he'd invited her home?
Asking her to come to his house was almost the dumbest thing he had done in a long time. Almost, because it seemed like everything he had done lately where Mara was concerned was pretty ridiculous.
He glanced over at her. They had barely said two words to each other since they got in the car. She stared out the window, the city lights trailing across her skin as intimately as a lover's hand. Her short skirt revealed more of her legs than it hid. His knuckles turned white as he curled his fingers around the wheel.
Damn!
He had it bad.
And no matter what he did with her, it wasn't going away.
In all of the times he had been with a woman, he had never lost control.
He couldn't.
But with Mara, he had broken all the rules the second he touched her. He wasn't sure what it was about her that drove him to the limit. She had gotten under his skin, and no matter what he did to pry her out, it wasn't working.
Taking her home with him was a mistake. He knew it, but he couldn't stop it, either. If he had been able to keep his mouth shut, he wouldn't be in this mess right now. He wasn't sure who had been more shocked by his proposal.
Her ... or him?
Still, once it left his mouth, there was no way to call it back.
Pulling to the side of the road, he parked in front of the two-story Victorian he had gutted and refurbished three years ago. He didn't wait for her to get out as he followed the brick sidewalk that led to the front door. From the sounds of clicking heels on brick, he didn't need to worry. She was right behind him.
“This is all yours?” she queried.
He fit the key into the lock, feeling the heat of her body against his back.
“Not according to the mortgage documents,” he replied brusquely.
He pushed the door open to the foyer, disappearing into the
His lips pressed against her ear as his hands gripped her hips, pulling her back against him. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her slick opening as he whispered in her ear.
“What do you want?”
She leaned her head back against his shoulder. “You.” She sighed.
He drove into her, his cock sliding deep.
Jesus!
She felt so good.
Like hot velvet.
Better than anything he had felt in a long time. One hand slid up to pull the strap of her dress down her shoulders, bringing her bra with it. His hand cupped her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple. His mouth moved over her shoulder, her neck, but he wanted more. He pulled the dress over her head, letting it fall to the floor. He trailed kisses over her back as he unsnapped her bra. He wanted her naked, completely bare to him. His hands cupped her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples as he continued to drive into her tight pussy.
God, he was going to come soon.
He slid one hand over her abdomen to delve into the blonde curls between her legs. His thumb began to lazily rub circles over her clit. He felt her cunt squeeze him. She threw her head back as she released a sexy moan. He pumped into her, allowing her pussy to milk the orgasm out of him. He released a low groan as it overtook him. He held her tight against him, not ready to let her go yet. He breathed in the scent of her arousal.
“Come home with me.”
He heard the words come out of his mouth, but he didn't quite believe that he said them. He never took women home. It was too personal, and it only served to create complications he didn't need. He had learned his lesson a long time ago. He had been burned before, and he refused to let it happen again.
But holding Mara's naked body against his made him realize something.
Whether it was right or wrong, he wanted her.
He wanted to be with her.
And he wasn't ready to let her go tonight.
Not now.
Not yet.
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Chapter 11
Joe gripped the steering wheel tightly as he navigated through the city streets.
What the hell had he been thinking when he'd invited her home?
Asking her to come to his house was almost the dumbest thing he had done in a long time. Almost, because it seemed like everything he had done lately where Mara was concerned was pretty ridiculous.
He glanced over at her. They had barely said two words to each other since they got in the car. She stared out the window, the city lights trailing across her skin as intimately as a lover's hand. Her short skirt revealed more of her legs than it hid. His knuckles turned white as he curled his fingers around the wheel.
Damn!
He had it bad.
And no matter what he did with her, it wasn't going away.
In all of the times he had been with a woman, he had never lost control.
He couldn't.
But with Mara, he had broken all the rules the second he touched her. He wasn't sure what it was about her that drove him to the limit. She had gotten under his skin, and no matter what he did to pry her out, it wasn't working.
Taking her home with him was a mistake. He knew it, but he couldn't stop it, either. If he had been able to keep his mouth shut, he wouldn't be in this mess right now. He wasn't sure who had been more shocked by his proposal.
Her ... or him?
Still, once it left his mouth, there was no way to call it back.
Pulling to the side of the road, he parked in front of the two-story Victorian he had gutted and refurbished three years ago. He didn't wait for her to get out as he followed the brick sidewalk that led to the front door. From the sounds of clicking heels on brick, he didn't need to worry. She was right behind him.
“This is all yours?” she queried.
He fit the key into the lock, feeling the heat of her body against his back.
“Not according to the mortgage documents,” he replied brusquely.
He pushed the door open to the foyer, disappearing into the
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