Page 38 of Just One Night Together
Damon groaned and crushed her against the wall, holding her captive as he kicked off his boots and unfastened his jeans. Haley’s hands were under his T-shirt, pushing it up to his shoulders, wanting to feel his skin against hers. They were kissing as if they’d invented it, as if they’d eat each other alive, and the realization that this man wanted her so badly was enough to drive Haley wild. She gripped his shoulders and wrapped her legs around him, hearing him catch his breath as his jeans fell away and she rubbed herself against him.
“The condom,” he whispered.
But Haley wanted him immediately. She hooked her heel around his hips when he hesitated and pulled his head down for another incendiary kiss. He moaned in surrender and gripped her butt, lifting her as he buried himself inside her. She was crushed between him and the wall, trapped between the hard strength of his body and the wall, and there was nowhere else she wanted to be.
Then he moved and rubbed against her in the most perfect way. Haley groaned and moved with him, the heat rising inside her even more quickly than before. He whispered her name and she felt like they were going to explode together as he moved faster and faster, driving into her as she got wetter. She was starving and only he could satisfy her; burning and only he could quench the flames. All too soon she was clutching him closer, on the cusp of release. She bit her lip, desperate to not make any noise and he smiled before he kissed her with possessive ease.
It was enough for her to let go and he swallowed the sound of her pleasure, even as he buried himself inside her and came until he was shaking.
“Much better than a handshake,” he murmured as they were catching their breath.
“I like how you say thanks,” she replied and they smiled at each other.
“I’m not nearly done.”
“Oh good.”
Damon laughed and threw her over his shoulder, heading for the bathroom. “You should have let me get a condom.”
“I didn’t want to wait.”
“Neither did I.”
“Didn’t it feel better?”
He put her down and gave her one of those simmering looks, the ones that set her blood on fire. “Of course it did. But I expected you to be all about safe sex.”
“I should be. I usually am.” She trailed a fingertip over his chest and to his shoulder, then traced the outline of that tattoo. “But it’s different with you. I feel wilder. Like taking chances.” She flicked a glance upward to find him listening avidly. “Trying something new.”
“It’s very hot,” he admitted quietly.
Haley smiled. “You like your partners to be ravenous for sex?”
He laughed and shook his head, then cupped her chin in his hand. “I like the contrast in you. You look so organized and in control at work, but there’s this wildcat inside, just looking for a chance to break free. It feels like a secret side of you, one that you choose to show to me.”
“Or one that you awaken.”
His eyes glowed. “You’ve never been like this before?”
Haley shook her head. “Just with you.”
His smile was slow and hot. “Good.” He kissed her again. “But I think we should use condoms. In the morning, you might worry about it.”
“I might,” Haley admitted, liking that he understood her and didn’t think her nature was a bad thing. “Thanks.”
He smiled down at her. “Come on. You know a better way to say thanks than that.”
Haley laughed until he kissed her to silence.
“I want to make you scream,” he whispered in her ear, his breath making her shiver.
“I know I’m noisy,” she said, feeling self-conscious about it. “I tend to hold back to keep from making noise.”
Damon leaned against the bathroom door, holding her close. “So, you cheat yourself of the big release?”
“I don’t think of it that way...”
“Of course, you don’t.” He shook his head, looking amused.
