Real Man by A.S. Green

Author:A.S. Green
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-14T18:15:07+00:00

Chapter Eight

Claire

My heel catches on the edge of a tile as Michael walks me backward into the large, open bathroom. His strong arms catch me, one wrapping around my waist, the other hitting under my ass. Every inch of his body is pressed against mine, his broad shoulders and hard stomach, not to mention the stiff line of his cock against my belly.

“How much time do we have?” he asks.

I’m not exactly sure. “Fifteen minutes?”

His answering smile is pure sex. “It’ll have to be enough.”

He locks the door behind us then presses me against the tiled wall. Our hips grind, and I can feel all the promise of him, long and hard.

He takes my chin in a gentle grasp then cups my cheek, tilting my head back. His lips touch mine with the lightest of pressure, then more firmly before he claims my mouth in a deep, searing kiss.

In no time at all, he has me gasping. He fits his hard body against mine. Both of his hands circle my waist like he’s measuring me for a belt, and he keeps on kissing me—kissing me so perfectly there should be laws against it. He has me lighting up like that Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center. He could put entire power companies out of business.

My hips tip up against his, seeking him out, and his hands return to my face. His fingers comb into my hair as he holds my mouth to his, angling in, teasing me and sucking in my bottom lip. A couple pins fall from my hair making ping-ping sounds when they hit the tile.

He pulls back for a second, giving us both a chance to breathe, then his hands make their way down over my breasts, pausing there before continuing their torturous journey over my ribs, my waist, the curve of my hips.

“I need to feel you.” His voice comes out throaty. “I liked the show you gave me in my truck, Princess, but this time it’s got to be me.”

His hand slides into the slit in my dress and separates the fabric. He hooks one finger into the elastic of my panties and jerks them down once, and then again, until they’re over my hips. With a little wiggling, I get them to shimmy down my legs to the floor. The silky slither of them scatters goosebumps over my arms.

Using one powerful thigh, he parts mine, and I hiss air through my teeth when the back of his hand brushes along my core. Michael slides one finger through my wet folds, once, twice, three times before entering me. I’m lost in his touch. The world spins as his mouth returns to plunder mine, dominating my senses.

He bends a crook in his finger and pulls a moan out of me. My knees buckle, but he holds me up, not letting me slip away, his free hand digging into my ass. Soon, so soon, the world is spiraling away. His fingers swirl around my clit then slide inside, only to repeat the torment.

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