Beau jerked to a halt. Their gazes met. His expression was raw, revealing the lust gripping him. Marissa couldn’t imagine hers looked any different. She gave his cock a squeeze and continued to rub the head between her pussy lips. Nothing seemed to matter at that moment, not where they were, not that they were strangers. They were caught up in the moment, driven by a need that seemed to come out of nowhere, so strong that it wouldn’t be denied. It was bigger than either of them.
His mouth swooped down on hers and Marissa opened hers to his probing tongue. She welcomed his rough possession. Everything he did fueled her desire to higher levels, until she was trembling and burning up with it. When he ended the kiss, his mouth traveled down her throat and chest to her breasts. He cupped the heavy flesh and brought it to his lips.
She threw her head back against the wall as he sucked and nibbled at her nipples. Marissa’s aching clit clenched with reaction. Damn, he’s going to make me come just by sucking my nipples.
He tore his mouth away from her breasts. “There’s a condom in my wallet.” He sucked at a tender spot beneath Marissa’s ear. “Inside my right back pocket.” His hips moved back and forth, forcing his cock against her sensitive clit. “You better make it quick.”
Marissa reached around him and dug into his pocket for his wallet. She slid it out, opened it, and felt blindly for the familiar foiled packet. The wallet fell to the floor. Beau took the packet from her fingers and tore it open with his teeth. Marissa took it back from him and rolled it onto his shaft, and then he took her by the hips.
“Hold on.”
She caught her breath when he lifted her. Their gazes met and held as he slowly lowered her onto his cock. She cried out softly as he tunneled into her, stretching her, and settling deep inside her body. Their lips met as Beau began to pound into her, slow at first, then picking up speed and pushing them both over the threshold. To keep from screaming when she climaxed Marissa sank her teeth into his shoulder. He grunted at the pain but it seemed to drive him over the edge.
Almost simultaneously, Beau clutched Marissa to him. He slammed into her one last time, grunting with his release. The force of their combined orgasms rendered them helpless. All they could do was twitch and jerk against each other, letting the powerful moment run its course. Gradually the convulsions of her body slowed and with it, the sensual fog lifted enough for her to realize the magnitude of what she’d just done.
Chapter 3
Beau leaned heavily into Marissa, totally drained. As he labored to catch his breath and calm his body down, he took stock of what had just happened. Not once in his thirty-five years had he ever reacted so quickly to a woman, or fucked her after knowing her less than ten minutes. He was surprised at himself for losing control. Hell, he was there to do a job. And so far, he’d broken his one hard fast rule-you didn’t mess around with the client.
Well, there was nothing he could do to change that now. Marissa was beautiful, hot, and had a mind of her own. She’d pushed his buttons as if she knew him, and Beau wasn’t going to kid himself into thinking that she hadn’t known what she was doing. For reasons only she understood, she’d wanted him as much as he’d wanted her.
He sucked a deep breath into his smoke free lungs, wishing for the cigarettes he’d given up six months before. The air was thick with the scent of sex, warm and musky and very identifiable. With his nose pressed into Marissa’s soft hair, he could also smell the light scent of her flowery shampoo.
A low grunt escaped him as his cock softened and slipped out of her body. When she twitched slightly, he smiled. Then it dawned on Beau that he was still holding her pinned against the wall, her feet dangling a few inches off the floor. Slowly he let her slide down. He pulled back to meet the glitter of her eyes.
“I hope you don’t think I’m in the habit of doing things like this all the time.”
Confusion filled her pretty eyes, and then amusement. “Isn’t that my line? I’ve never done anything like this, ever. I don’t know what got into me.”
Beau couldn’t help the grin spreading across his face. After a few seconds, it dawned on her what she’d said. The blush that came over her face revealed her embarrassment. He looked around the small room until his gaze fell on a robe over the back of a chair. Without taking his eyes off Marissa, he stepped back and reached for it.