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in his ears, he licked her damp folds from behind and used his finger to stroke her clit.

      Hayden shuddered again. “That feels…” she moaned “…amazing.”

      “What about this? How does this feel?”

      He shoved his tongue directly into her opening.

      Her breath hitched.

      He chuckled at her reaction, then thrust his tongue right back inside her enticing sex before she could catch her breath.

      Hayden’s soft moans filled the wide hallway. Her breathing grew ragged, her clit swollen beneath his thumb, her sex wet with arousal. He kissed her once more, then moved his mouth away and replaced it with two fingers.

      “Are you trying to make me come?” she choked out.

      “That was the plan, yeah.”

      He explored her silky heat, fingering her deftly, enjoying her soft whimpers of pleasure while at the same time trying to ignore his erection, which was threatening to explode.

      Any second now his control would shatter, he knew it would, but he held on to that one tiny thread of restraint, feeling it slowly unravel and fray inside him. Hayden’s cry of abandon made him move faster, increase his pressure over her clit and add another finger into the mix. And then she came. Loudly. Without inhibition. She pushed her ass into his hand as her inner muscles tightened and contracted over his fingers.

      “Oh, God…Brody…” Her voice dissolved into a contented sigh.

      A moment later she slid down to the carpeted floor, her bare back pressing into his chest as he continued to trace lazy figure-eights over her clit.

      She shifted so they were face-to-face, her green eyes burning with need, her face flushed from her climax. She looked so good that he leaned forward to push his tongue through her pliant lips, intent on exploring every recess of her hot, wet mouth, desperate to taste every part of this woman.

      Without breaking the kiss, he rolled her gently onto her back and covered her body with his.

      “I need to be inside you,” he choked out.

      It was a primal urge, an overwhelming desire to possess and one he never knew he had, but sure enough it was there, making his entire body tense with need, waiting to be released.

      Tearing his mouth from hers, he stood up and left her in the hall. He returned a moment later with the condoms that had been tucked in his wallet. Only three condoms, he realized as he glanced down at his hand. Maybe he was being overly optimistic, but as he looked at Hayden, he suspected he might need to make a trip to the drugstore. She hadn’t bothered getting up and she looked ridiculously sexy lying there on the floor beneath him. Sexy and trashy and so damn appealing his cock twitched with impatience.

      The air was thick with tension, the hallway quiet save for their heavy breathing. Before he could tear open the condom packet, she sat up and murmured, “Not yet.”

      Then she wrapped her lips around him.

      “Jesus,” he mumbled, nearly keeling over backward.

      The feel of her eager mouth surrounding him brought on an unexpected shudder. She took him deeper into her mouth, cupping his balls, stroking his ass and licking every hard inch of him.

      A few moments of exquisite torture were all he could bear. Hard as it was to pull back from the best blow job of his life, he gently moved her head, so close to exploding he wasn’t sure how he managed to hold back.

      He lowered himself onto her again and Hayden sighed as one palm closed over her breast. “It’s been so long…”

      “How long?” he asked.

      “Too long.”

      He lightly pinched her nipple before bending down to kiss it. “I’ll take it slow then.” He sucked the nipple deep in his mouth, rolled the other one between his thumb and forefinger.

      She forced his head up and kissed him. “No.” She took his hand and dragged it between her legs. “I want fast.”

      He swallowed when he touched her sex, still moist from her climax.

      He grew even harder, wanting so badly to put the damn condom on and slide into her slick heat. But the gentleman in him argued to go slow, to taste every inch of her body and bring her over the edge again before he took his own release. Once more he tried to slow the pace, stroking her with his thumb.

      His gentlemanly intentions got him nowhere.

      “I’m ready,” she said between gritted teeth. “I don’t need slow. I need you to fuck me, Brody.”

      His cock jerked at the wicked request.

      Oh, man. He’d never have pegged this woman as a dirty talker. But, damn, how he liked it.

      Without another word, he rolled the condom onto his shaft, positioned himself between her thighs and drove deep inside her. They released simultaneous groans.

      Burying his face in the curve of her neck, Brody inhaled the sweet feminine scent of her and withdrew, slowly, torturously, only to thrust into her to the hilt before she could blink.

      “You’re so tight,” he muttered in her ear. “So wet.”

      “Told you I was ready,” she said between gasps of pleasure.

      He slammed into her, over and over again, groaning each time she lifted her hips to take him deeper. It was too fast for him, and yet it felt like everything was moving in slow motion. The way she dug her fingers into his buttocks and pulled him toward her, squeezing his cock with her tight wetness. The rising pleasure in his body, the impatient throb in his groin that forced him to move even faster.

      She exploded again, quivering, shuddering, making little mewling sounds that had his entire body burning with excitement.

      He continued plunging into her until finally he couldn’t take it anymore. He came a second later, kissing her harshly as his climax rocked into him with the force of a hurricane. Shards of pleasure ripped through him, hot, intense, insistent. Uncontrollable. He fought for air, wondering how it was possible that the little woman beneath him had managed to bring him to the most incredible release of his life.

      They lay there for a moment, breathing ragged, bodies slick, his cock still buried inside her.

      Hayden ran her hands along his sweat-soaked back, then murmured, “Not bad.”

      Even in his state of orgasmic numbness Brody managed a mock frown. “Not bad? That’s all you can say?”

      “Fine, it was tremendously good.”

      “That’s better.”

      With a small grin, she disentangled herself from his embrace and got to her feet. Her gaze ruefully drifted in the direction of the bedroom they’d never managed to reach. “Five more steps and we could’ve been on my big, comfortable bed.”

      He propped himself up on his elbows, the soft carpet itching the hell out of his back. “Don’t you worry, Hayden,” he said with a rakish glint in his eye. “The night is still young.”

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