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She didn’t have to say it twice. I spun us around, braced her back against the wall, and tugged her dress down to her waist. She carefully rolled the condom down my dick. Torture. Fuckingtorture. I was panting by the time she was done. It would be a miracle if I lasted more than a couple minutes. “We should slow this down.”
“No,” she said.
“Thank god.”
She laughed.
She was still laughing when I shoved her underwear to the side. And there was the answer to my question—very wet. She was very fucking wet. And I was so fucking done waiting. I pushed inside her in one thick glide.
She stopped laughing. Her head fell back against the wall with a heavy thunk.
“You okay?” I asked, concerned that she might have done serious damage to her skull.
“Don’t. Stop,” she said through gritted teeth.
I didn’t.
Her nails dug into my shoulders, not hard enough to leave lasting marks, but enough that the pleasure had bite. She pressed wet kisses to my jaw and neck and said things likeharderandfasterin my ear. I was only too happy to comply.
Suddenly she cried out and everything in her tightened around me. Her arms around my neck, her legs around my hips, her pussy around my cock. Christ, it felt good. I lost my rhythm, my thrusts turned frantic, and then I was right there with her. Pleasure exploded, taking my brain with it.
We slid to the ground in a heap, with Nora giggling on the way down.
It was the best sound in the world.
Chapter 8
Nora
MaybeIshouldhavebeen embarrassed. Michael’s pants were undone, but he was still fully clothed and looked mostly presentable. I, on the other hand, was in an odd state of half-nudity, with my dress circling my waist like a limp hula hoop. My bun had not survived its impact with the wall and half of it hung around my face.
But I was too sated to feel embarrassed. That had beengood. So good that I hadn’t even protested when Michael had pulled me in close so that I was wedged under his arm. Snuggling,again. What was with this guy?
Normally I would have been halfway home by now. But sitting here with him, I didn’t particularly feel the need to flee.
“I should take care of this,” Michael said, gesturing vaguely to his lap. “But honestly, I don’t think I can stand. My legs are toast.”
It could not be denied that his thighs had gotten a very good workout. I clambered to my feet, clutching my dress to my chest so it didn’t fall off completely. “I’ll take it. Wait here.”
“Couldn’t go anywhere even if I wanted to.” There was a note of smug satisfaction in his voice that made me smile.
I disposed of the condom, cleaned myself up in the bathroom, located a washcloth in the linen closet, and returned to find him right where I had left him. I paused a moment, admiring him. His eyes were half closed, and a small smile hovered on his full lips. I knelt down next to him and gently wiped him clean.
His eyes opened. “Well, that’s a first,” he said, watching me. “I can’t say anyone’s ever done that for me before.”
“It seemed fair. You did most of the work.”
He reached around me and tugged up my zipper, helping me back into my dress. Then he plucked out the last bobby pin, sending what remained of my sad bun cascading around my shoulders. He brushed it back and dropped a light kiss on my shoulder.
“Why didn’t you want me to call you?” he asked.
The question caught me off guard. I considered pretending like I didn’t know what he was talking about. But then I remembered what he said, right before we nearly defiled Suzie’s granite countertop.I’m putting all my cards on the table. And then, shockingly, he had actually done it. So weird. Who does that?
Michael, that’s who.
I wanted to be like that. Fearless. I wasn’t fearless, not at all, but I could fake it.
“I didn’t want you to make a promise, even a vague promise, that you might not be able to keep. It’s hard to find a minute when you have three kids running around, especially when one of them is still only two. And of course I would have understood if you hadn’t called. But I would have waited and I would have wondered if it was because of the kids or if it was something else. I don’t like to wonder.”
