All I Ever Need Is You
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And he wanted her naked.
Now.
The back seam of her skirt tore open with one hard tug of his hands, and she immediately took advantage of the freedom, wrapping her long legs around his hips. The heat of her—and the soft press of her curves against every inch of him—made everything flash to white in his brain for a few seconds. And when one of her hands moved from around his neck to his belt buckle, he nearly lost it completely, right then and there in the elevator.
The soft bell that rang as they made it to the top of the building almost wasn’t enough to pierce through. Lust had never held him so tightly in its grip before, but he’d worked on enough of these buildings to know that there had to be a video camera in the elevator. The last thing he was going to do tonight was share Kerry in all her gorgeous, naked beauty with the guys in the security room. Especially when he knew she would be the most beautiful thing they’d ever seen.
She was his, damn it.
Only his.
Fortunately, like last week’s hotel, theirs was the only penthouse suite, so all they needed to do was make it out of the elevator and in the door. And then he would tear off her clothes and devour every inch of her.
But he couldn’t make himself move away from her. Not yet. Not when she was rocking her hips into him and he knew how close she was. So ready for him that all it would take was the barest brush of his hand inside silk to take her over the edge.
From the moment he’d left her house on Saturday morning, he’d wanted this. Wanted to have her in his arms. Wanted to lick across her skin. Wanted to hear the sweet sounds she made when she came apart. Wanted to be inside of her more than he needed to take his next breath.
Tearing his mouth from hers on a rough curse, he yanked the key card out of the elevator, then covered the open seam at the back of her hips with his hands so that the security guys couldn’t ogle even that. “Hang on tight.” He carried her out of the elevator and to their door, nearly kicking it open when the card wouldn’t read at first.
Finally, the damn thing opened up, and in a matter of seconds he had it closed again and locked behind them with Kerry pressed against it. The words, “I’ll buy you a new outfit,” were barely out of his mouth when he tore again, this time from her neck down. The belt at her waist was the only thing holding the fabric up anymore, but even though a part of him was frustrated that she still wasn’t naked, another part of him needed to stop and drink her in.
The first time he’d set eyes on her, though she’d been glossy and elegant and perfect, he’d seen her like this in his mind’s eye. Her hair tangled from his hands. Her mouth swollen from his kisses. Her skin flushed with desire as she begged him to touch her. To take her.
But with her hands deftly yanking open his belt, he knew now wasn’t the time to stand back and stare. Later, he promised himself. Later tonight, he’d look his fill as she lay naked and soft in his arms.
Look…and run his hands over every inch of her.
By the time she’d undone his zipper, her bra was off and he was gorging himself on the sweetest tasting skin in the world, first one breast and then the other, over and over again.
Her hands faltered on the band of his boxers as she moaned and arched into his mouth. Without the elevator’s cameras on them anymore, he was finally able to hook one of her legs over his hip and slide one hand into her panties.
He loved hearing his name fall from her lips in the exact moment that he found her slick and hot. Again and again, she gasped out his name as she rocked into him. And when she shattered with his fingers in her and his mouth on her breasts, he not only knew without a doubt what heaven felt like—he also knew that even though he’d never done one thing good enough to deserve to be here, he wasn’t ever going to willingly walk away from the most beautiful, most responsive, sweetest lover he’d ever known.
His hands shook as he grabbed a condom, tore open the wrapper and shoved it on just seconds before she jumped up into his arms again, wrapped her legs around him, and took him all the way inside.
“Nothing has ever felt this good.” He thrust up into her at the same time as she came down onto him, taking him so deep that he nearly saw stars. “Nothing but you.”
He needed her mouth beneath his again, always needed to be kissing her, even when he would normally have simply been gunning for the finish line. And just as their kisses had taken him even higher last weekend, tonight he felt his chest clench even tighter as she kissed him back. Their tongues tangled, their teeth caught on each other’s lips, her hands gripped his shoulders for dear life as he brought her down over him again and again and again.
Until all they could both do was just hold on tight to each other, kissing and kissing and kissing as blazing pleasure shook through both of them.
* * *
Like the first time they’d made love, they didn’t stop kissing for a long time. Only when her arms and legs started to tremble where she was wrapped around him did Adam finally let her go—only to sweep her off her feet to carry her into the enormous bathroom and run a bath.
Sinking into a tub of hot water had never been so good, especially with the most gorgeous man in all creation lying behind her, cradling her body with his.
She leaned her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes, sighing. How wonderful it was to finally have a chance to relax for a few minutes. Especially since she was still a little off from a second meeting with that difficult couple today, and trying to decide whether or not she should cut them loose.
Now.
The back seam of her skirt tore open with one hard tug of his hands, and she immediately took advantage of the freedom, wrapping her long legs around his hips. The heat of her—and the soft press of her curves against every inch of him—made everything flash to white in his brain for a few seconds. And when one of her hands moved from around his neck to his belt buckle, he nearly lost it completely, right then and there in the elevator.
The soft bell that rang as they made it to the top of the building almost wasn’t enough to pierce through. Lust had never held him so tightly in its grip before, but he’d worked on enough of these buildings to know that there had to be a video camera in the elevator. The last thing he was going to do tonight was share Kerry in all her gorgeous, naked beauty with the guys in the security room. Especially when he knew she would be the most beautiful thing they’d ever seen.
She was his, damn it.
Only his.
Fortunately, like last week’s hotel, theirs was the only penthouse suite, so all they needed to do was make it out of the elevator and in the door. And then he would tear off her clothes and devour every inch of her.
But he couldn’t make himself move away from her. Not yet. Not when she was rocking her hips into him and he knew how close she was. So ready for him that all it would take was the barest brush of his hand inside silk to take her over the edge.
From the moment he’d left her house on Saturday morning, he’d wanted this. Wanted to have her in his arms. Wanted to lick across her skin. Wanted to hear the sweet sounds she made when she came apart. Wanted to be inside of her more than he needed to take his next breath.
Tearing his mouth from hers on a rough curse, he yanked the key card out of the elevator, then covered the open seam at the back of her hips with his hands so that the security guys couldn’t ogle even that. “Hang on tight.” He carried her out of the elevator and to their door, nearly kicking it open when the card wouldn’t read at first.
Finally, the damn thing opened up, and in a matter of seconds he had it closed again and locked behind them with Kerry pressed against it. The words, “I’ll buy you a new outfit,” were barely out of his mouth when he tore again, this time from her neck down. The belt at her waist was the only thing holding the fabric up anymore, but even though a part of him was frustrated that she still wasn’t naked, another part of him needed to stop and drink her in.
The first time he’d set eyes on her, though she’d been glossy and elegant and perfect, he’d seen her like this in his mind’s eye. Her hair tangled from his hands. Her mouth swollen from his kisses. Her skin flushed with desire as she begged him to touch her. To take her.
But with her hands deftly yanking open his belt, he knew now wasn’t the time to stand back and stare. Later, he promised himself. Later tonight, he’d look his fill as she lay naked and soft in his arms.
Look…and run his hands over every inch of her.
By the time she’d undone his zipper, her bra was off and he was gorging himself on the sweetest tasting skin in the world, first one breast and then the other, over and over again.
Her hands faltered on the band of his boxers as she moaned and arched into his mouth. Without the elevator’s cameras on them anymore, he was finally able to hook one of her legs over his hip and slide one hand into her panties.
He loved hearing his name fall from her lips in the exact moment that he found her slick and hot. Again and again, she gasped out his name as she rocked into him. And when she shattered with his fingers in her and his mouth on her breasts, he not only knew without a doubt what heaven felt like—he also knew that even though he’d never done one thing good enough to deserve to be here, he wasn’t ever going to willingly walk away from the most beautiful, most responsive, sweetest lover he’d ever known.
His hands shook as he grabbed a condom, tore open the wrapper and shoved it on just seconds before she jumped up into his arms again, wrapped her legs around him, and took him all the way inside.
“Nothing has ever felt this good.” He thrust up into her at the same time as she came down onto him, taking him so deep that he nearly saw stars. “Nothing but you.”
He needed her mouth beneath his again, always needed to be kissing her, even when he would normally have simply been gunning for the finish line. And just as their kisses had taken him even higher last weekend, tonight he felt his chest clench even tighter as she kissed him back. Their tongues tangled, their teeth caught on each other’s lips, her hands gripped his shoulders for dear life as he brought her down over him again and again and again.
Until all they could both do was just hold on tight to each other, kissing and kissing and kissing as blazing pleasure shook through both of them.
* * *
Like the first time they’d made love, they didn’t stop kissing for a long time. Only when her arms and legs started to tremble where she was wrapped around him did Adam finally let her go—only to sweep her off her feet to carry her into the enormous bathroom and run a bath.
Sinking into a tub of hot water had never been so good, especially with the most gorgeous man in all creation lying behind her, cradling her body with his.
She leaned her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes, sighing. How wonderful it was to finally have a chance to relax for a few minutes. Especially since she was still a little off from a second meeting with that difficult couple today, and trying to decide whether or not she should cut them loose.
