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Although there were more pressing things needing to be handled, Tielle could summon interest only in what was happening at that moment. She wanted it. It was all she wanted. She’d let herself surrender to the mastery of Graedon Clegg’s touch, to indulge herself.
Disappointment sidled in, however, when Grae slowed his steps toward the bed, which she thought—hoped—was his intended destination. He stopped at the bureau and slanted a wink her way. Tielle realized he was rummaging around in the top drawer for the condoms. She smiled, hiding her face against his neck while he elbowed the drawer shut.
Tielle renewed her anticipation of being carried to the bed, but Grae had other plans. She found herself against the wall next to the bureau, and she was once more secured by his wide length. Blinking madly, she relished the sensation of his expansive cylinder of muscle stimulating her sex.
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Cupping her thighs, Grae plied her with a teasing kiss that invited Tielle to chase his tongue and slowly suckle it when she emerged victorious. Her low, satisfied purrs as they kissed motivated Grae to come out of the bath towel that was then only loosely knotted at his trim waist.
Grae didn’t need to ensure that she was wet enough to take him easily. He could feel her need dousing his thigh where it was snugly lodged against the part of her that he ached for—was rock hard and throbbing for.
Tielle’s purr transitioned into a quivering moan when she heard the foil packet rattle as he ripped into it with his perfect teeth. With protection handled, he claimed her in a swift, filling lunge that forced her to sob out a breath. The folds of her peach wrap dress flowed gorgeously about her bared thighs cradled in Grae’s hands as he positioned them high about his hips.
She wanted to urge him on, to beg him not to stop or change a thing he was doing to her. She had no words—none she could articulate at the moment, anyway. Grae kept his head bowed while he worked her body to his satisfaction.
The sight of her sheathing his sex inside hers and the creamy need coating his shaft when he withdrew made Grae’s pulse thrive. The intensity was so shattering, he swore he could feel the blood zipping through his veins.
He put his head on her shoulder and listened to her sex-driven cries that stoked his ego and desire. He was sensitive enough to feel her walls tensing beautifully around him.
Tielle came violently around the lengthy pleasure-inducing organ as it continued to pummel her with sensational thrusts that stretched her deliciously. She felt a definite sense of emptiness when he retreated. Her toes flexed inside the confines of her suede heels when he went even more rigid inside her only seconds before his seed poured heavily into the condom.
Grae squeezed her bottom, dragging a ragged kiss across her neck as she milked him of all he had to give. Then, he was drawing her earlobe between his teeth. “Take a shower with me?”
“Grae…” Tielle spread her hands across his chest, but couldn’t summon power to press against it. “No…we need to be downstairs.”
“No…I need to be right where I am.” He took a moment or three, inhaling deeply before pulling away from the wall and taking her with him.
“I can get another shower in my room.”
“It’ll be more fun with me…”
Smoothing her hands across the magnificent ridges of his shoulders, she let her gaze soften with the love she still had for him. She studied his damp hair smattered across his head in wavy ringlets. Drops of water glistened in his close-cut beard to present an irresistible combination. It solidified Tielle’s certainty that if she gave in to one more request, they’d be indisposed for the rest of the day.
“Grae, this is my business,” she said to him in the language of entrepreneurship, hoping it would penetrate the erotic haze through which he was operating. “Reporters at a business like mine could cause a lot of panic that I can’t afford.”
Silently, Grae could admit that he wanted the reporters to do their worst. Her business dissolving would leave her free to come back to him, right? The more rational side of him triumphed, however, encouraging him to let her go but not before he backed her against another wall. He treated Tielle to a kiss that coaxed her to toss her earlier cautions right out the door. Her moan was a mix of delight and disappointment when she realized he was allowing her to slide down the length of the wall.
