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Holy hell. He couldn’t believe he was saying this. London was a workaholic, and he played hard too. But today, he just wanted to spend time with Alana.
“What do you have in mind?”
His first thought was to pick her up and carry her back into the bedroom. They would have plenty of time for that if he had his way.
“Sailing? I have a small boat we can take out on the lake,” he suggested.
“Really? As long as I’ve lived here, I’ve never been out on the lake.”
“Then it’s settled. I’ll run over to my apartment, get dressed, and meet you back here.”
“I don’t know,” she purred, her hands sliding through his hair, sending a jolt of desire straight through him. “Last time you went to your apartment alone, a random woman showed up.”
London’s mouth dropped open in shock.
His sexy geek had jokes.
“Seriously?” he scoffed.
Grabbing her by the waist, he tickled her. Her screams pierced the air as laughter flowed out of her. She jerked and moved around, trying to free herself from his hold.
Jerking and moving around to free herself from his hold, her shirt rode up along her waist, revealing she had only a pair of panties on beneath it. His cock was fully engorged.
“Uncle!” she hollered, tears flowing down her face as she tried to catch her breath. “I was just playing!”
“You’re going to pay for that.”
He could take a good joke as well as the next man, but at the moment, he didn’t want to think of any other woman but the sexy, curvy one on his lap.
Skating his hand along her thigh, he slipped his fingers underneath her panties and pushed them to the side. Her breath caught in her throat as he parted her labia and found her swollen nub.
“London,” she whimpered.
He bit his lip, focusing on her face. She closed her eyes and moaned when he strummed her little bundle of nerves. Her hands rested on his shoulders, her nails digging into his bare shoulders as she gyrated against his hand.
“Do you think I’m thinking of any other woman right now?” he questioned, needing to make sure she had no doubts. The little comments she had made since they’d met had stayed in the back of his mind. She thought she knew him, but Alana had yet to reach the core of who he was.
“No.”
He dipped his finger into her pussy, finding her drenched.
“Alana, take me out of my sweats.”
Her eyes fluttered opened. There was a slightly dazed look in them, but it cleared up after she blinked several times. Reaching down, she loosened his pants and reached her small hand inside.
He groaned when her fingers wrapped around his stiff member and guided him out. They both worked his pants down to fully free him.
“Slide down on me.” He kept her panties pushed to the side, impatient to feel her surround him. Lifting up, she slid down his shaft, slowly. London’s breath caught in his throat as her warm, slick core enveloped him.
She was so damn tight.
Sweat broke out along his forehead.
Once she was seated fully, he tugged her sleeping shirt over her head and tossed it to the side.
The plans for sailing could wait.
“Ride me,” he growled. Alana’s hips rotated around in a circle, almost sending him over the edge. Fuck, he was wound up tight for her.
