Page 7 of Rose's One Night to Forever
“Yours or mine?”
A beautiful smile bloomed on her face. “Mine.”
She twisted far enough to pull what they needed from her pants. He stole the package from her, all concentration as he covered himself. His hands shook slightly as she turned and pressed kisses over his chest, his shoulders, stealing his brain as she entwined around him. Skin touched, brushed. Teased.
The instant he was ready, he spun her to face away from him again then lifted her to kneel on the low table with her knees wide, the heated core of her lined up perfectly.
He slipped into her from behind.
Sweet paradise surrounded him. Physical pleasure was there as skin caressed skin, she enveloped him, and he pushed deep on each stroke.
But that window—
The image clearly reflected the pleasure on her face, her gaze locked on where their bodies connected. He circled his fingertips over her clit and her head fell back, landing on his shoulder.
“Yes. That’s so good.”
He groaned, words failing as release beckoned. A throaty moan escaped her throat. A pulse of her hips against his hand, then the grip around him tightened as she came again.
She tore a response from him, his orgasm rushing in. The world went blurry, and his legs shook with the bliss of it.
Chests heaving as they gasped for air, Chance cradled her tight and somehow kept his footing. That had been fantastic, and he couldn’t wait to do it again.
He nuzzled the side of her face with his nose. “How are you keeping?”
She laughed. Soft and lusty and with one hundred percent approval. “Very well.”
“I need to take care of the condom.”
She waved a hand toward the right wall. “Bathroom’s there.”
“You want it first?”
This time her amusement was louder. “I think your need is greater than mine right now.”
Truth. He kissed her cheek then stepped back far enough to slip from her body. They both made noises of disapproval.
Yes, they were absolutely doing this again as soon as possible.
Chance helped her off the table and made sure she had her balance before letting go. “I’ll be right back. Don’t go away.”
He took one step before something warm smacked him briefly on the butt. He flicked a glance over his shoulder to discover her grinning widely as she wiggled her fingers. “You’re very talented,” she said. “Thanks for the fun.”
“My pleasure. Literally.”
He strode away, well aware she was staring at his ass.
Damn fine woman.
Cleaning up in the toilet only took a couple of minutes. He had just stepped back into the room when the click of the main apartment door closing rang loud in the room. “Rose?”
The few paces it took to cross the room and open the exit door made it clear his beauty had decided to avoid any awkward after-sex chatter. Somehow she’d gotten dressed and escaped in under two minutes.
He checked the stairs and along the hallway to the next set of apartment doors, but she was gone. Nothing left but a handwritten note dropped on top of his clothes.
Safe travels home.
Rose
