Page 51 of Park Avenue Princess

“Oh, I remember all too well my experiences with your kind of stimulation.”

“Is that so? See, told ya you couldn’t stop thinking about me.”

“Cocky.” I hip bump him and laugh. “But true.” When our eyes meet, I stop him. We stare at one another while standing in the middle of the sidewalk, uncaring as others move around us. “I’ve never forgotten you.” I look down and raise my arm to reveal the bracelet on my wrist. “Today was actually the first time in years I’ve worn this. Something made me think of you, wishing we were together back on that beach in Hawaii.” I look back at him. “How could I ever forget the best time of my life? I’ve never stopped thinking about you, dreaming about you, wishing I weren’t haunted by the worst mistake I ever made.”

Guy places his palm on my cheek, brushing his thumb across my skin. His eyes soften as he continues to stare at me. “We can put all that behind us and move forward. We’ll make new memories, live new dreams.” He kisses me sweetly. “No more secrets, no more holding back. I want you, Lynne DuVall.”

I smile. “And I want you, Guy Hamilton.” I give him a quick kiss before linking our hands. “Let’s go.”

Several blocks later we arrive at my building, and Guy whistles as he looks it up and down. “Swanky,” he says with a grin.

“Practically brand new.” I step to the door and punch in my code on the keypad, gaining entry into the opulent lobby.

“Oh, wow, okay. Beyond swanky.”

I laugh. “Would you like the grand tour? Or I can just give you the details on our way up. I’m on the sixth floor.”

“How about the details?”

We walk to the elevator, step inside, and I enter a special code on the pad that allows me access to my floor. “There are nine full-floor residences, the sixth floor being mine. There are also two duplex homes. I had considered going in on a duplex, but I was feeling selfish and wanted my own space. With the duplex, there are shared living spaces.”

“Don’t blame you. When you spend the kind of money it takes to live nicely in New York, nothing wrong with thinking selfishly.”

The elevator stops on my floor and we exit into a private lobby. A few steps has us at my door and I unlock it, ushering Guy inside.

“It’s definitely way more room than I need, but, I love it!” I kick my shoes off into a corner, and drape my coat and bag on the hook above them. “Feel free to do the same.” I gesture to another hook and take the pizza box out of his hands so he can hang his jacket. Until now, I hadn’t really taken the time to appreciate how devastatingly handsome he looks, given my mind had been preoccupied with other thoughts. But as I study him now, his build, his movements, I can certainly appreciate how he’s filled out in the years since I last saw him. He wears the charcoal grey suit with ease, looking just as comfortable in it as he would board shorts. The white shirt beneath the perfectly tailored jacket molds nicely to his defined muscles. After hanging up the jacket and tie, he turns to me, catching me staring.

“Checking me out?” He grins.

“Maybe,” I say coyly before turning. “Come to the kitchen.” I lead him down the hallway where the kitchen is only a few steps away. It’s a large area that includes a family room and leads to a formal dining room. I deposit the pizza box on a counter and step to the refrigerator. “Want something to drink? I have water, iced tea, a few sodas, and, oh—” I squeal with surprise as Guy’s hands grip my hips and his body presses into mine. His mouth is at my ear, his breath and beard tickling my skin.

“I don’t need anything to drink,” he whispers. “I just need you.” He nibbles my lobe causing me to shiver.

I close the refrigerator door and turn in his arms, placing my hands on his shoulders. When our eyes meet, his are full of heat, full of that longing I recognize. Without saying a word, I brush my lips across his. But the easy kiss ignites with mind-dizzying speed as Guy takes control, pressing me against the appliance at my back and ravaging my mouth. My fingers spear into his hair while his hands relearn my curves, moving up and down my sides and over my torso. As one finds purchase on my ass, another hand molds over my breast, squeezing gently. Unable to control myself, I moan into his mouth while pressing my body closer to his. The instant I feel his cock thickening against me, I’m desperate for more. I hook a leg around his waist and grind into him.

Now it’s his turn to moan as his body rocks against mine and his kisses become fiercer. He hooks a hand beneath my standing leg and hoists me up so that I wrap both legs around him. With his strength, his arms deftly cradle me as his hands latch onto my rear. He breaks away from my mouth, kissing across my jaw to growl in my ear.

“I need you, Lynne.” He spins and carries me to the loveseat situated beyond the kitchen counter. Ever so gently, he places me down on it and begins to work on ridding me of my clothes. With a little help, he has me naked in no time and commences with worshipping my body. He draws his tongue across my collarbone then moves down to latch onto my nipple, sucking greedily with his hot mouth. His other hand covers my other breast, kneading the flesh, drawing whimper after whimper from me. As he alternates from one side to the other, licking and nipping, my back arches while my fingers work through his silky hair. My skin heats and I feel my sex slicken with moisture.

Once Guy has paid enough homage to my chest, his mouth trails down my belly as his hands caress my hips and thighs. He kneels on the floor, still fully clothed, and spreads my legs. He stares at my smooth mound while his fingers dance along the inside of my thighs, reaching my center. Looking up at me, he smiles like the devil.

“Suddenly I’m famished again.”

Parting my labia with his fingers, he lowers his face to my pussy, swiping his tongue across my swollen flesh. I cry out at the contact, at the sensation of pleasure ripping through me. At the scruff of his beard as it continues to tickle my skin. My legs open wider as I rock my pelvis, grinding it against his mouth.Oh, that mouth. That talented mouth performing exquisitely, driving me higher and higher toward oblivion. He hums as he laps with enthusiasm, flicking at my clit before sucking it between his lips.

I can’t contain the scream that erupts from my throat nor the way my body dances beneath his pleasurable assault. The intensity builds at an electrifying pace and I know it won’t take long before my climax hits. I feel Guy slipping fingers inside me while continuing to work that sensitized flesh, and that’s all it takes. Every nerve ending ignites and I explode, crying out, completely consumed with bliss. He’s unrelenting, determined to bring about nothing but ecstasy.

And it is most definitely working. My body has never felt more alive. It’s a feeling I never want to end.

When I finally,reluctantlybegin to descend, my body thoroughly sated, Guy begins kissing the inside of my thighs, his beard tickling across my sensitized skin. Surprised I have the energy to laugh, I do just that as he moves back up my body, peppering kisses along my belly, the valley between my breasts, up my throat before connecting with my mouth. His kiss is thorough, slow and sensuous. My arms band around his neck as my legs wrap around his waist.

When our lips part and we stare at one another through glossy eyes, I smile and sigh. “That was, wow, just wow. I’m too tired to formulate anything more eloquent.”

Guy laughs. “Then let’s get you to bed, baby.” He stands with me still wrapped around him, clinging to his body like a jellyfish.

“But what about you? I mean, don’t you want to… don’t you need to—”

“Of course I want to be inside you, making love to you, but unless you have condoms, I’ll have to wait.” He nips my chin. “Now, tell me which room.”

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