panties. She pulled his head back, still gripping his hair, and took huge breaths. “I'm drowning, Chase. Don't let me go."
"Reno.” His voice caught. “Never.” He walked her backward three steps and flattened her against the hard wood of the wall separating the rooms. His eyes bore into hers, his pupils dilated, making them look black, sensual, intense. He ran a hand up under her shirt, up to her breast. Her nipple grew rock hard as he teased it with his thumb, making circles, then squeezing it.
The pleasure ached, making her cry out with the urgency of her need. He had to take her. Now. She couldn't wait...
Then he tugged her bra up and fit her breast into his hand. “Oh, baby, this is so fucking much better than I imagined."
She stared at him, his face so close, it seemed like a dream. Her voice seemed to come from far away. “Did you, Chase? Did you think about this? About making love to me?” She wanted to cry, for some insane reason—cry and hold on to him forever.
He gyrated his hips against her, hitting her clit through her clothes. “Yeah, I thought about this. Every time we talked, every time I saw you across a room.” He took her nipple between his finger and thumb again and caressed it. “And a hundred times a day when I could only see you in my mind."
The ecstasy streaking from her breast to her pussy was outrageous. Sweet, heavenly contractions began, and she tipped her hips up to better feel his cock against her clit. The increased pressure flooded her pussy with heat as her climax began.
"Reno.” He captured her mouth with his, demanding and driving, his need becoming frantic. He moved his hand from her breast to the waistband of her shorts, and slid his fingers in, catching her lacy underwear with it.
Wanting to prolong her ecstasy, she pulled away from his kiss and caught her breath while she unbuttoned his shirt and yanked it open. Seeing his muscular pecs and abs, she lost all control and ran her hands over his hot, satiny skin, making circles with her fingers in the auburn hair lightly covering his chest. She leaned forward and bit him on the collarbone.
He cried out, “Oh, yeah, baby, I like a little pain."
She kissed the spot she'd just bitten. “And a little pleasure?” She'd never been so bold with a man. All her inhibitions had packed up and left.
He yanked her shorts and underwear down to the floor, then stood and cupped her pussy with his big hand. “A lot of pleasure."
Her thigh muscles tightened, pushing his hand in closer, his calluses softly abrading her swollen flesh, kicking up her desire and sending her spinning.
His finger slid into her slick folds, then deeper, up into her cunt. “Baby, you're wet for me, aren't you?"
The demanding penetration against her over-sensitized flesh started quivers in her core, squeezing against his finger.
His voice rolled deep and thick. “You're so tight, I can only fit one—"
"More. Please.” Her body shook, so close to orgasm it made her woozy.
He slid his finger out. “Aw, goddamn, woman.” Her opening stretched as he eased a second finger in.
Looking into his eyes, everything faded but the sensation of his fingers sliding into her, slowly pushing upward, touching her so intimately her heart double pumped. When he'd fit them completely inside, and his hand bumped against her swollen pussy lips, he growled, his teeth bared, and his breath heavy.
"Reno.” He pulled his fingers out then sunk them deep into her, again and again.
She shuddered with each plunge, and spasmed with each withdrawal until she couldn't wait another second. Couldn't hold herself back from demanding, “Now, Chase. Please."
His thumb found her clit, rubbing, circling, bringing her higher, his other hand went to her breast and tweaked her nipple. He looked into her eyes. “Please, what, Reno?"
"Please.” She could smell her own musky scent. “I'm close."
His nostrils flared as he breathed in and out quickly. “I know you are. You're so