Roman-2(Lane Brothers, Book 5)(175)

“Because,” Pippa said, drawing out the vowel sound, “he’s been so much easier to handle since he met you. You make him happy. And when he’s happy my job is literally a thousand times better.” She patted Sasha’s arm with her perfectly manicured nails. “You’re doing me a favor, darling.”

Sasha smirked. She took a gulp of her drink and stood. “Well, okay then.”

Her chat with Pippa had emboldened her. But her heart still pounded as she paced across the plane to Thomas’s room. She paused at the door. Should she knock? No. The bold, demanding woman that Thomas desired in her wouldn’t knock. She’d walk in and take what she wanted.

She opened the door and strode in. Thomas was sleeping, lying flat on his back fully dressed.

Sasha leaned down over his ear, letting her hair tickle his face. She whispered, “Thomas.”

He stirred awake. “Intern?”

“Don’t call me that,” she purred.

Thomas woke up fully, abruptly. His eyes snapped open and the hungry passion she’d seen in them before was there again immediately. He knew what she was there for, he knew what she was offering, and he wasn’t going to turn it down. He rose up to a seating position and circled his hands around Sasha’s waist. Then he pulled her down onto his lap.





Chapter Twelve




Their mouths explored one another’s, tasting the alcohol each other had consumed. They breathed in perfect synchronicity. The passion was all consuming, the power of reconciliation driving it to a fever pitch.

Sasha’s hands were in Thomas’s hair, then scratching lines of desire into his back. His hands were on her breasts, her ass, her waist, feeling every part of her like he’d never felt a woman before. He tugged at her clothes desperately, as though she couldn’t be naked fast enough. Sasha yanked them off, discarding them on the ground.

As soon as her breasts were free from the constraints of her bra, Thomas placed her nipple in his mouth. He sucked and licked, his tongue circling her nipple. All the while he pulled her into him so tightly it was as though he wanted to consume her.

Thomas reached for a condom in the top drawer of his bedside table. Sasha unbuckled his belt and slid his hard penis out, holding it in both her hands. Thomas groaned as she massaged the tip with her thumbs. He moved her hands away and rolled the condom down the length of his shaft.

The second he was ready, Sasha spread her legs apart and maneuvered over him. She slid down, enveloping his cock within her. Sasha groaned and Thomas sucked in his breath through his teeth. Feeling him inside of her again was like relieving a craving, like a junky getting a hit. It was heaven.

Thomas thrust his hands into her hair, twirling it in his fingers tightly. He was so gripped with pleasure his head was tipped back, exposing his throat. Sasha licked the flesh and was rewarded by his erection hardening even more inside of her. She looped her arms over his shoulders, squeezing the muscles beneath the fabric, and rode him hard and fast.

“Oh Jesus,” Thomas moaned. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

Knowing he was loving what she was doing made Sasha even more aroused. She knew it wouldn’t take long to reach where she wanted to be.

“I’m close,” she gasped.

She felt Thomas unwind his fingers from her hair. He cupped her right buttock with one hand, moving her body in a motion that made him grit his teeth with pleasure. He looked her square in the eye, licked the first two fingers of his spare hand, then slid them against her clitoris.

She cried out, unable to hold back. It felt so good and brought her right to the precipice of her climax.

“I’m going to come,” she murmured.

Thomas tightened his grasp on her ass, pulling her into him more deeply. She moved her hips faster, as fast as she was able. The pleasure was insane, amazing, all-consuming.

Her climax began. Silent at first, with every part of her body clenching. She held her breath and threw her head back. Stars danced across her eyes and then the burst came, the burst of pure pleasure.

She screamed out. The sound of her orgasming tipped Thomas over the edge. He grabbed both of her buttocks in his hands and wrenched her hard into him, pushing his penis into her as far as it could possibly go. He squeezed her flesh tightly. His eyes were closed, his teeth gritted as he thrust into her once, twice, three times. Each thrust made her scream out. On the fourth thrust his own cry of pleasure joined hers.

Climaxing together, they moved to the rhythm of their throbbing bodies, riding the wave of bliss right to the last moment.

At last Sasha’s orgasm began to peter out. She slowed her movement, letting the last throbs send spasms of delight through her. She’d never orgasmed for so long before and even though it was ending, she could still feel it echoing all through her body.