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“Good to know,” he said.
They got through her door and he spun her in his arms, his mouth crushing hers.
He wasn’t sure he could make it to her bedroom.
“I’m on the pill,” she said.
“Thank God,” he said. “The living room it is.”
“Wherever we land is fine with me,” she said.
His hands went to the bottom of her sweater, lifted it up and tossed it somewhere in the room.
She did the same with his sweater and they were both groping and reaching and yanking clothes off fast.
Her pants got hung up on her ankle boots and when he saw her in the black lace thong he just stopped and stared as if he’d been knocked upside the head by a frying pan in some silly cartoon.
“Shit,” he said. “I’m glad I didn’t know that is what was under your pants.”
She kind of had one leg up trying to undo the zipper of her boots. “How about a little bit of help here?”
He was toeing off his shoes and removing his socks. She was bending now and managed to get both boots off and then sat on the chair.
“Do you still need help?”
“Yank them off,” she said, trying to scissor her legs. “They are tight at the ankles.”
She was on her chair and he grabbed them and started to pull. “Holy crap, how did you get them on?”
“No clue,” she said.
After some wiggling, he got them off her and fell back a few steps. “I’m going to have to thank Kate when I see her again for these pants, but they aren’t easy to get off.”
“They are off now, so get to it,” she said, spreading her legs some for him in an invitation meant to bring a weaker man to his knees.
Yeah, he was going to his knees at some point. He knew it.
He dropped his underwear down, then pulled her up from where she was still sitting on the chair.
His mouth went back to hers and she jumped up a bit, wrapping her legs around his waist.
What guy didn’t fantasize about something like this?
He knew he sure the hell did.
They were kissing and he was trying to figure out where to go and what to do. He hadn’t been this clueless about sex since he was eighteen.
“The wall, Knox. Find a wall to put me against and fuck me.”
He didn’t care she was telling him what to do. He needed it because his brain couldn’t function with her rubbing against him. The only things she had on were her black lace bra and thong, and they were adding a layer of friction to his body.
He moved a few steps and had her back against the door. It was the closest wall he could find with no pictures on it. No reason to knock something down and break it.
“Thong on or off?” he asked.
“Don’t care and don’t talk,” she said. “Surprise me if you have to.”
He laughed but stopped when her mouth went back to his, her tongue invading and telling him exactly what she wanted.
