Page 8 of Solid Ground

“Jesus, woman.” He laughs against my skin. “You’ll have me coming in my pants like a teenager if you keep that up.”

He slides two fingers inside me, and then back over my clit. I lean my head back on his shoulder.

I’ve never done anything so crazy—I’m a sit-in-front-of-the-TV-with-a-Milo-and-a-biscuit kind of girl. But right now,I’ve got this beautiful man’s fingers dipping in and out of me, and I close my eyes and ride the hell out of his hand.

“Zoe. Oh my god,” he moans. His breath is hot behind my ear, and his other hand slides up my body until he’s cupping my breast. My body’s on fire from his touch, and I’m letting go in a way I’ve never done before.

My world explodes.

Waves of pleasure hit my body, and Declan claims my mouth, his hand moving up to my neck.

For the longest moment, I sit with my eyes closed as he peppers kisses on my face, still rocking gently against his hand as I ride out my orgasm.

“I want you inside me,” I whisper.

“I need to take you back to my hotel room and finish this.”

“Yes, please.”

I’ve never been so forward, but after the champagne and the headiness of the night has loosened both of us up, I’m ready to make the most of my time here.

I’ll never see this man again—never get the chance to spend the night with a movie star. My crazy life has just escalated.

Leaning over, he uses his free hand to press a button. “Back to the hotel please, Colin.”

I lie against Declan, sated and boneless. I’m not even sure I can get out of the car if the drive isn’t long.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

I breathe out a slow breath. “More than okay. It’s been … well, forever since I’ve done anything like this.”

He chuckles.

“Okay, you got me,” I continue. “I’ve never done anything like this.”

His laughter comes to a stop. “What?”

“Oh, I’m not a virgin, but oh my god, Declan, that was amazing.” I wouldn’t normally talk so openly, but the wine has got to my tongue.

He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight. “I’m not letting you go tonight. That was just the start.”

“What are you doing to me?”

The limo slows before coming to a stop, but he doesn’t move, waiting until the driver opens the door to lift me to his side. He takes my hand and helps me out of the car, pulling me into his arms in the process.

“I got you,” he murmurs.

It’s warm, and he’s wrapped around me, but I still shiver.

“You okay?”

“Can we go inside, please?”

He chuckles, then kisses me, long and deep. “The sooner I get you up to my room, the better.”

With another kiss, we head inside, tangled in each other and laughing as we nearly trip over the other’s feet.

Staggering into the elevator, I sigh as Declan keeps his arms around me and we snuggle into the corner while we ride all the way up to the suites. We’re kissing as we make our way into his room, and when we step in, I pause and look around.

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