“Keep going like that and I’m not going to be any use to you,” he warned.
“Are you suggesting a rain check?” she asked.
She loved the way his pupils instantly dilated. He was obviously imagining what it would be like.
“Yeah, a rain check would be good.” His voice had dropped practically an octave, husky with desire and sexy as hell.
She ripped the foil packet open and rolled the latex over his erect penis, taking her time. He was shivering by the time she’d finished.
“Do me, Ellie,” he invited.
She climbed over him, fitted the tip of his penis to her entrance, and slowly sank down on him.
He stroked her back and the curve of her bottom and she moved over him. “That feels good,” he growled.
“Yes.” She’d thought it might be awkward, maybe even a bit embarrassing—but he was right. It was good. Really, really good.
She began to raise and lower herself over him. She loved the way his face changed as she tightened her muscles around him while she rose up, then pushed down hard.
“Better,” he said huskily, and lifted himself just enough so he could tease her nipple with the hard tip of his tongue. “And it’s a great view.”
She dipped her head in acknowledgement of the compliment. “Thank you.”
“Pleasure.” He settled back against the pillows and gave her a sultry smile.
She could feel the tension rising in her body again—something she really hadn’t expected, because it had never happened with Jeff and they’d been together for seven years. Was it possible to feel this good with someone she barely knew?
He reached up to twine the end of one curl around his finger. “So soft. You’re delicious,” he whispered.
Ellie leaned forward and kissed him—little teasing, nibbling kisses along his lower lip that made him shiver, and she loved the fact that she could make him react to her like that.
Then he sat up, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard, pushing deep into her.
Merry Christmas, she thought. And then she stopped thinking as her second climax hit her, the sensation pulsing through her body.
Chapter Five
When both their heart rates had slowed down to normal, Mitch stroked Ellie’s face. “I’d better deal with the condom. Where’s the bathroom?”
“At the end of the corridor,” she said.
He slid out of bed. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
Which was just long enough for Ellie to start worrying. What had just happened between them had been amazing. Unexpectedly good.
But she had absolutely no idea what to do now. How was he feeling about this? Okay, so he was stuck here for tonight, but would he even want to see her again once the roads had cleared enough for him to leave?
And then there were the practical issues. His suit was soaked, and her bathrobe was never going to fit him. The best she could offer him was a bath towel. And she could hardly suggest that he spent the rest of the evening wearing nothing but a bath towel. It was ridiculous. She knew she’d laugh about it later, but right now she was feeling like the worst hostess in the world.
Quickly, she pulled some dry clothes on, and was just starting to deal with the soggy heap of clothes on the floor when Mitch walked back into the room, unashamedly naked.
Obviously her worries showed on her face, because he frowned. “What’s wrong?”
She told him.
He just laughed. “I guess you have a point. I can’t put my suit back on until it’s dry. But if we were at a pool or on a beach I’d be wearing less than a towel.” He smiled at her. “Actually, I’ve had a thought. How easy is it to scandalize your neighbors?”
Ellie stared at him, horrified. She hadn’t even thought about the neighbors. “You mean, if they saw us outside in the garden…” Kissing each other stupid, and then him carrying her inside—and it would’ve been so obvious what their intentions had been.