He drew her closer and stroked her back. She hid her face in his shoulder, and he stopped pumping. A hiss escaped between his lips, and he murmured her name, sending new pleasure tingling over her form. After a few panting moments, he lifted her up and set her on her feet. When he unlocked the elevator, they began the ascent back to his floor.
“Oh goodness, I just realized the elevator could have stopped on any floor, and someone would have seen us.”
He pulled her close and kissed her lips. “This is my private elevator. It only stops on the first floor and at the penthouse.”
“Oh. But still, someone could have seen us on the first floor.”
“Would that be so bad?” He eyed her from head to foot. “You have an incredible body.”
She frowned at him. “I’m not for display to the world!”
He crowded her until she bumped the wall, the cold railing freezing her ass. “You can’t deny the danger of getting caught made you hotter.”
“Whatever.”
She strode off the elevator and looked for her panties in the hall.
“I’m not done with you.”
He stood behind her, and from the moment she turned around, she realized she wasn’t done with him either. His cock had already started getting hard again, and she stared, loving the view, as he removed the spent condom. Desire coiled anew in her belly. “I could stay a little longer, but then we really should get to work.”
“Stay the night.”
She opened her mouth to answer, but he swooped her up and carried her down the hall. Before she knew it, he’d dropped her on his king-size bed and walked over to kick the door shut. She had the delight of watching him strip the rest of his clothes off and then attack her to get her naked. Kenzie couldn’t help herself. She pretended to fight him while giggling like a schoolgirl. When he got her on her back and lay above her, all thought of laughter evaporated. His stiff cock rested on her thigh, and with just a few inches, he could be between her legs.
“I have a big appetite. Can you handle it?”
She pursed her lips and pinned a hot gaze on him. “I can take anything you dish out.”
He grunted. “Good answer. And now—your punishment.”
Chapter Five
Kenzie woke with the sun in her face and a buzzing nearby that drove her crazy. She reached out with her eyes still closed, but instead of her hand impacting with the nightstand by her bed, her fingers brushed a hard barrier. She cracked an eye open to find she faced a back—a male back. Memories flooded her mind and with them the knowledge that she was sore as hell between her legs.
She groaned and pushed up to a sitting position. Easton slept at her side, and she lay naked in his bed. From the clock on his nightstand, she had spent the night with him even though she’d meant to leave her notebook here and just head home. He had seduced her, and in keeping with his declaration, the man had demonstrated an unstoppable sex drive. No wonder he had had so many lovers.
The buzzing started up again, and she searched the floor where her clothing had landed. Her phone wasn’t among it. She shook Easton awake. “Are you going to answer your phone?”
He moaned, and his eyes opened. Her heart did a little pitter-pat as she stared into them, and she turned away, but he caught her and drew her close.
“Not on your life, buddy. I’m sore.” She broke free and rose from the bed. In the light of day, she wondered if she’d made a mistake. No, it didn’t make sense to regret incredible sex between two consenting adults. She had enjoyed it. That was all. Now she needed to keep him at a respectable distance.
She left the room to find her purse and returned, digging in it for her phone. By the time she walked back in, Easton sat on the side of the bed talking on his cell.
“Yeah, sorry, I’m running late. I’ll be in soon. Bro, back off. I said I’ll be there. I know we’re making major changes. Yeah, okay, later.” He hung up and looked her way. A smile graced his handsome face. “Any chance of you staying that way and forgetting the clothes?”
She picked up her dress. “Sounds like you have to get to work, and so do I. Last night was fun. Here’s the notebook. You can take a peek before I go and call me later about it if you want.”
While she spoke, she dug in her purse again and pushed a pill through the foil on its container. She swallowed it, feeling his eyes on her.
“What’s that?”
“Birth control pill. Can I get a drop-off at my place?”
Easton turned his attention to the notebook, opened to the page she’d indicated. He frowned. “I’m not saying this.”