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He doubted he’d have the same option in Paris. The gallant Parisian men wouldn’t take kindly to seeing a woman being carried unconscious from a building or anywhere else.
Seth sighed his impatience with the coolness between them. “I apologize for what happened earlier today, okay? I was a bastard—I am a bastard,” he corrected harshly. “What happened this morning won’t happen again.”
Diana knew exactly what Seth was referring to. What she had been trying so hard to forget, and failing badly.
Intimacy wasn’t something she had ever entered into lightly. She’d had two boyfriends she’d been intimate with during her years at university, and then she’d met and fallen in love with Jeremy. She didn’t do casual sex.
There’s nothing casual about Seth Armstrong or my responses to him.
The desire between them this morning had been instant. Explosive.
Mutual.
Oh yes, no matter what awful things Seth might have said to her afterwards, Diana knew he had been as aroused as she was, his kisses wild, breathing ragged, his shaft a lengthy and aroused throb against her hip.
The cock he said I could suck next time.
Crude, lewd—and merely thinking of taking the hardness of Seth’s cock in her hand, caressing that silky length until he was even harder and aching, and the juices dribbling uncontrollably from the slit at the top, before taking his cock deep to the back of her throat and sucking him dry, was enough to cause her nipples to swell and the warmth to gather at her core.
Seth was her complete opposite in every way. Hard, sexually experienced, and utterly ruthless when he had to be. And none of that made a damn bit of difference to how much Diana wanted him.
After all that had happened to her today, she needed him so badly right now, she could barely think straight. There was no future in a relationship with Seth. No chance of falling in love with him and having her heart broken. Only sexual pleasure. Unadulterated, off-the-charts sexual pleasure that made her forget everything else but Seth.
She gave a delicious shiver at the thought of it. Of feeling that big hard body completely naked on top of and moving over her own when he thrust into her in long measured strokes while he bit and suckled her nipples.
She wanted that.
Right now she needed the oblivion making love to this man could give her.
What she could give him in return.
“Are you sure about that?” she challenged as she dropped her shoulder bag on the dusty top of the kitchen table and walked purposefully toward him.
“What the hell are you doing…?” Seth eyed Diana warily, her gaze unblinking as it boldly held his.
“You’ve worked so hard today, helping me to clean up the mess in my apartment.” She stood in front of him. “I thought it must be time for your next payment.”
Seth was too stunned to move as he took in the implication of her words, along with the way her hands moved to unfasten the button of his jeans, her intention obvious as she began to slowly lower the zip.
And remembered his earlier comment “a little cocksucking would be nice next time.”
His cock filled and surged upward, hot and heavy inside his boxers, obviously in total agreement with that idea.
His hand moved to cover hers. “I told you I didn’t mean that remark—I was angry at the time. Damn it, I’ve apologized to you for being such a bastard!”
She didn’t even glance up at him as she brushed his hand out of the way before continuing to lower the zip and reveal his growing erection pressing against his black boxers.
Seth tried to moisten his lips with his tongue and failed utterly as he realized his mouth had gone so dry his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth. He exhaled in a low and aching groan when Diana’s fingers slipped beneath his boxers and stroked along the increasing length of his cock.
“This is a bad idea,” he croaked.
He’d switched on the electricity and heating when they entered this cold mausoleum,
Seth sighed his impatience with the coolness between them. “I apologize for what happened earlier today, okay? I was a bastard—I am a bastard,” he corrected harshly. “What happened this morning won’t happen again.”
Diana knew exactly what Seth was referring to. What she had been trying so hard to forget, and failing badly.
Intimacy wasn’t something she had ever entered into lightly. She’d had two boyfriends she’d been intimate with during her years at university, and then she’d met and fallen in love with Jeremy. She didn’t do casual sex.
There’s nothing casual about Seth Armstrong or my responses to him.
The desire between them this morning had been instant. Explosive.
Mutual.
Oh yes, no matter what awful things Seth might have said to her afterwards, Diana knew he had been as aroused as she was, his kisses wild, breathing ragged, his shaft a lengthy and aroused throb against her hip.
The cock he said I could suck next time.
Crude, lewd—and merely thinking of taking the hardness of Seth’s cock in her hand, caressing that silky length until he was even harder and aching, and the juices dribbling uncontrollably from the slit at the top, before taking his cock deep to the back of her throat and sucking him dry, was enough to cause her nipples to swell and the warmth to gather at her core.
Seth was her complete opposite in every way. Hard, sexually experienced, and utterly ruthless when he had to be. And none of that made a damn bit of difference to how much Diana wanted him.
After all that had happened to her today, she needed him so badly right now, she could barely think straight. There was no future in a relationship with Seth. No chance of falling in love with him and having her heart broken. Only sexual pleasure. Unadulterated, off-the-charts sexual pleasure that made her forget everything else but Seth.
She gave a delicious shiver at the thought of it. Of feeling that big hard body completely naked on top of and moving over her own when he thrust into her in long measured strokes while he bit and suckled her nipples.
She wanted that.
Right now she needed the oblivion making love to this man could give her.
What she could give him in return.
“Are you sure about that?” she challenged as she dropped her shoulder bag on the dusty top of the kitchen table and walked purposefully toward him.
“What the hell are you doing…?” Seth eyed Diana warily, her gaze unblinking as it boldly held his.
“You’ve worked so hard today, helping me to clean up the mess in my apartment.” She stood in front of him. “I thought it must be time for your next payment.”
Seth was too stunned to move as he took in the implication of her words, along with the way her hands moved to unfasten the button of his jeans, her intention obvious as she began to slowly lower the zip.
And remembered his earlier comment “a little cocksucking would be nice next time.”
His cock filled and surged upward, hot and heavy inside his boxers, obviously in total agreement with that idea.
His hand moved to cover hers. “I told you I didn’t mean that remark—I was angry at the time. Damn it, I’ve apologized to you for being such a bastard!”
She didn’t even glance up at him as she brushed his hand out of the way before continuing to lower the zip and reveal his growing erection pressing against his black boxers.
Seth tried to moisten his lips with his tongue and failed utterly as he realized his mouth had gone so dry his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth. He exhaled in a low and aching groan when Diana’s fingers slipped beneath his boxers and stroked along the increasing length of his cock.
“This is a bad idea,” he croaked.
He’d switched on the electricity and heating when they entered this cold mausoleum,
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