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As I watched, something crossed Anthony’s eyes.
A thought.
Then a decision made.
Because the next thing I knew, he was moving across the small space, making my chest feel tighter with each passing second.
His gaze held mine as I tried to convince my gaze to lower, but I felt transfixed by the determination I saw in his eyes.
My belly flip-flopped as he got close enough for me to smell the woodsy notes of his body wash, the scent of it overwhelming my senses.
He was half a step in front of me, the heat from his skin warming the air between us, when his arm lifted, reaching past me as my head angled up to keep eye contact.
“Gotta be safe,” he said, and I heard the click of the lock engaging behind me. Finished, his head ducked down ever so slightly. “Keep looking at me like that, babe, and I’m gonna have to do something about it.”
God, yes.
I cleared my throat a bit, not wanting it to sound as thick with need as I felt. “Do what?” I asked.
“Something like this,” he said, hand moving from the door to the back of my neck, fingers tightening as he closed the distance between us, his lips claiming mine as his body pressed mine against the door.
My hands moved out, sliding up his strong arms and over his shoulders, the feel of him dragging a moan out of me as his lips slanted over mine again, deepening the kiss while desire surged through my system.
Anthony’s fingers massaged the back of my neck and his tongue moved inside to toy with mine, dragging a soft whimper from deep within me as my hands slid across his shoulders to wrap around his neck.
I arched into him, my breasts crushing to his chest, as he pressed his hips forward, his hard cock pressing against my stomach, making my sex clench hard in anticipation.
Anthony’s teeth snagged my lower lip, and this time when the moan escaped me, there was nothing soft about it.
A growling sound escaped Anthony in response, the feel of it vibrating from his chest and into my own, making the pressure on my lower stomach amplify.
His free hand slid down my side, grabbing the back of my thigh, and hauling my leg upward, spreading it wide against the door behind me, allowing him to press in, his hardness meeting my need.
My head fell back on a moan as he rocked against me, making me regret my choice of jeans as it lessened the much-needed friction.
Still, I rocked against him as he ground into me, needing more of the sensation as Anthony’s lips met my neck, making shivers course down my spine.
His hands released my neck and leg, sliding down between our bodies to grab the hem of my hoodie, and drawing it up, forcing my arms up over my head to free it.
As soon as he dropped the material, his hands grabbed my still raised wrists, pinning them to the door above my head, making my sex flutter at the dominance.
His lips claimed mine for a long moment, leaving them feeling swollen and sensitive when he broke away again. One hand shifted, taking both of my wrists, and freeing the other hand to slide over my shoulder, down the center of my chest, grazing over my breasts, then moving lower still.
Desperate for his touch, my leg unhooked from his waist, lowering down to the floor, but taking the too small towel with it.
I watched as the material fell away, exposing him completely, his cock thick and straining, making me press my thighs together as another whimper escaped me.
My arms yanked at his hold.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked, his voice shivering over me, his gaze molten as he looked down at me.
I yanked harder to no avail.
“Sucking your cock,” I told him, surprising him enough to loosen his hold, so I could break free.
I was down on my knees in front of him before he could even draw in a steadying breath.
Head tipped back to watch his reaction, my hand closed around him, then stroked down his length. Above me, the muscles of his stomach tightened as his breath shook with his sharp inhale. His eyes went nearly closed in his need as I leaned toward him, tracing my tongue up the underside of his cock before teasing the head in excruciatingly slow circles.
