Page 114 of Need You
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed against him. He felt his erection spring back to life. Harder than before, and throbbing.
“You feel good,” he said as he trailed kisses down her neck and reached around to hold her ass in the palms of his hands, pressing her tighter.
“You too.” She reached down and stroked him and he felt himself jerk.
“Uh-uh. No more. Not yet.” He moved her hand away, grabbed one of the condoms off the shampoo ledge, ripped it open, and rolled it down his length. Then he lifted her and slid in, moving in and out in slow motion.
She moaned and tilted her head against the tile as the water sluiced over them.
“Okay?”
“Beyond okay.” She wrapped her legs around him and he increased the pace.
He pressed her deeper against the wall so he could pump harder. “This hurting your back?”
“Don’t stop” was her only answer.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Delaney.”
“You won’t.” She clung to him as he continued to drive into her. “I’m so close.”
She moved with him, closing her eyes. He let the rhythm of their pulsing bodies take him away, urging her higher and higher. Her lips dragged across his shoulders as her breath rose.
With the water washing over her body and her dark hair tangled in a wet mess, she looked so damned beautiful he nearly lost his mind. He watched her come apart in his arms and something jackhammered in his chest. Pride that he could fulfill her like this. A fierce possessiveness. Hell, he didn’t know what it was . . . whether he even liked it. It made him feel like he was losing control.
As she called out his name, he took his own release. His orgasm was long and powerful, coming in waves that made him shudder and grunt. They just stood there for a while, entangled in each other’s arms until finally he shut off the water. The cool air formed tiny bumps on her skin.
“You cold?”
“A little bit. But I like it like this.” In his arms.
He picked her up and carried her to some shelves where there were towels, put her down, and wrapped her in terrycloth. “Better?”
“Yes, thank you.” Her blue gaze held his. “That was intense.”
“Yeah. It always is with us. . . . I mean the sex.”
“Right,” she said. “The sex.”
He didn’t want to talk about it, so he kissed her instead. Long and deep, making his heart kick. She laced her hands around his neck and he let the kiss go on and on, partly because he didn’t want to let her go and partly because it was easier than exploring a truckload of feelings he didn’t want to have. And she tasted good. Like heaven.
“You hear that?” She lifted her head to a voice coming from one of the back offices.
“Shit!” It was either his dad or one of his brothers. “Hurry up and get dressed.”
“No one will come in here, right?”
Only his mom but she’d gone to Reno. “No, but we need to get out of here.”
She started to laugh again, covering her mouth so no one would hear her. He couldn’t help it and laughed too. They huddled together, to keep from collapsing in hysterics.
“Seriously, we need to get dressed,” he said.
It took them more than a few minutes to find their clothes and put them on. Colt put his ear to the door, hoping that whoever it was had left. No such luck. By his count at least two people were out there.
“I’ll go and distract them while you sneak out the side door,” he whispered.
“Don’t you think you’re being ridiculous? Why don’t you just tell them the truth?”
