One Wild Wedding Night_ Runaway - Leslie Kelly [9]
Nodding, she reached for the lacy edge of her panties.
“Leave those on, too.”
Quirking a brow in confusion, Slone made his intentions clear. He reached for her, tracing the elastic of her panties, from hip down to the juncture of her thighs. The fabric was moist there. Leah moaned as he slipped his finger around the barrier, tangling it in her soft curls, then sliding it into her slick crevice. She was sweet and hot and incredibly wet. There was no mistaking pure, genuine arousal. Whatever the reason she’d wound up in his car, she wanted him now, that was certain.
Using his thumb, he found her taut little clit and played it like a tiny, beautiful instrument while continuing to make love to her with one finger, then two. But her cries of pleasure soon turned into pleas for more. And Slone gave up any effort to draw this out. He needed her…needed to be in her. Now.
Pushing his clothes out of the way and sheathing himself, he tore her panties off and tugged her back onto his lap. This time, there was no teasing, no holding herself away. Leah wrapped her hands in his hair, pressing her mouth to his in a hot kiss, then impaled herself on him in one deep, hard stroke.
Bliss. It was pure, physical perfection. She was so damn hot, wrapped around him like a glove, bathing him in sensation. Slone pushed up harder and Leah groaned as she took everything he had to give her, gasping at the intensity of it.
“Beautiful,” he muttered hoarsely as they began to rock and sway. She met every upward movement and answered it with a hard plunge down, and they found a perfect syncopation.
They thrust hard, kissing and stroking in almost violent need. “You’re so damn tight,” he muttered. He caught her hips to hold her still so he could pound into her so deep she’d never be able to forget he’d been inside her.
“It’s been a long time,” she replied, her words choppy. Her head was back, her eyes closed as she silently urged him onward.
Hot sensation roared through him, every nerve ending coming alive to join in the final race to the finish. Heat sluiced through his veins, gathering in his groin with a demanding throb that wouldn’t wait any longer.
He couldn’t stop, not for anything. Not even when the strange words she’d said sunk into his head, bouncing around but not making any sense to his lust-drenched brain. Until finally, with his hands twined in her hair as he ravenously kissed her willing mouth, he let his climax come and emptied himself inside her.
Chapter 3
There were worse places to fall asleep than in the arms of a supersexy, naked rich guy. Leah could think of a lot of them. A whole lot.
But she couldn’t think of many better ones.
So when she did wake up from the brief, satiated sleep she’d tumbled into after their wild lovemaking, she wasn’t too quick to move away. He’d shifted her around, so they were both lying on the long bench seat, and tucked her in front of him with a possessive arm around her waist. Settled in against him, as comfortable as if they’d known each other for months rather than an hour, Leah yawned.
Though she thought he might have dozed off, too, his voice told her otherwise. “You’re not a prostitute, are you?”
Not even turning in his arms to look at him, Leah chuckled and shook her head. “Uh, that’d be a no.”
“Hell.”
“You’re disappointed that I’m not a prostitute?”
She wondered why his answer mattered so much to her. What difference did it make? She’d gotten what she wanted: some great sex. Who cared what someone she’d never see again after tonight thought?
He ran the tips of his fingers up and down her bare arm, the contact sending little trills of delight through her. “Not disappointed, just feeling like shit for assuming it.”
His answer pleased her, which was when she realized she definitely did care what someone she’d never see again after tonight thought.
“Has it really been…a long time?”
Men. So territorial. She answered truthfully. “Yes. Quite a while.”
She’d swear she could feel his chest puff out. Again. Men. So territorial. “It’s not like I prefer celibacy,