Brody took two steps, then stopped when he noticed the tattoo on her lower back. Oh, man. In the shadowy corridor he could just make out the shape of a bird. A hawk, or an eagle. Dark, dangerous, incredibly sexy and completely surprising. He’d known this woman was different. Her tattoo was so tantalizing he marched up to her and gripped her slender waist with both hands.
The top of her head barely reached his chin. How had this saucy little woman reduced him to a state of mindless hunger?
As his hands trailed down her hips, she twisted her head slightly to send him a look that said she was curious about his next move.
His next move consisted of dropping to his knees and outlining the tattoo with his tongue.
Hayden shuddered, but he kept one hand on her waist, keeping her steady. “Why an eagle?” he murmured, kissing her lower back.
“I like eagles.”
A very simple answer from a very complicated woman. He stroked her ass with his hand, then lowered his head and bit into the soft flesh.
“Bedroom,” she gasped.
“Screw it,” he muttered.
Still holding her secure with one hand, he slid the other around to her front and ran one finger over her clit. She hissed out a breath, then jerked forward, pressing her palms to the wall and raising that firm ass so that he got a very naughty view of her glistening pussy.
He moved closer as if being pulled by a magnet. While his pulse drummed in his ears, he licked her damp folds from behind and used his finger to stroke her clit.
Hayden shuddered again. “That feels—” she moaned “—amazing.”
“What about this? How does this feel?”
He shoved his tongue directly into her opening.
Her breath hissed.
He chuckled at her reaction, then thrust his tongue right back in before she could catch her breath.
Hayden’s soft moans filled the hallway. Her breathing grew ragged, her clit swollen beneath his thumb, her pussy wet with arousal. He kissed her again, then moved his mouth away and replaced it with two fingers.
“Are you trying to make me come?” she choked out.
“That was the plan, yeah.”
He explored her silky heat, fingering her deftly, enjoying her soft whimpers of pleasure while at the same time trying to ignore his dick, which was threatening to explode.
Any second now his control would shatter, he knew it would, but he held on to that one tiny thread of restraint, feeling it slowly unravel and fray inside him. Hayden’s cry of abandon made him move faster, increase his pressure over her clit and add another finger into the mix. And then she came. Loudly. Without inhibition. She pushed her ass into his hand as her inner muscles tightened and contracted over his fingers.
“Oh, my God... Brody...” Her voice dissolved into a contented sigh.
A moment later she slid down to the carpeted floor, her bare back pressing into his chest as he continued to trace lazy figure eights over her clit.
She shifted so they were face-to-face, her green eyes burning with need, her face flushed from her climax. She looked so good that he leaned forward to push his tongue through her pliant lips, intent on exploring her hot, wet mouth, desperate to taste every part of this woman.
Without breaking the kiss, he rolled her gently onto her back and covered her body with his.
“I need to be inside you,” he muttered.
It was a primal urge, an overwhelming desire to possess, and one he never knew he had, but sure enough it was there, making his entire body tense with need, waiting to be released.
Tearing his mouth from hers, he stood up and left her in the hall. He returned a moment later with the condoms that had been tucked in his wallet.
Only three, he realized as he glanced down at his hand. Maybe he was being overly optimistic, but as he looked at Hayden, he suspected he might need to make a trip to the drugstore. She hadn’t bothered getting up and she looked ridiculously sexy lying there on the carpet beneath him. Sexy and so damn appealing his cock twitched with impatience.
The air was thick with tension, the hallway quiet save for their heavy breathing. Before he could tear open the condom packet, she sat up and murmured, “Not yet.”
Then she wrapped her lips around him.
“Jesus,” he mumbled, nearly keeling over backward.
The feel of her eager mouth surrounding him brought on an unexpected shudder. She took him deeper into her mouth, cupping his balls, stroking his ass and licking every hard inch of him.
A few moments of exquisite torture were all he could bear. Difficult as it was to pull back from the best blow job of his life, he gently moved her head, so close to exploding he wasn’t sure how he managed to hold back.
He lowered himself onto her again and Hayden sighed as one palm closed over her breast. “It’s been so long...”
“How long?” he asked.
“Too long.”
He lightly pinched her nipple before bending down to kiss it. “I’ll take it slow, then.”
She forced his head up and kissed him. “No.” Then she took his hand and dragged it between her legs. “I want fast.”
He swallowed when he touched her pussy, still wet from her climax. He grew even harder, wanting so badly to put the damn condom on and slide into her slick heat. But the gentleman in him argued to go slow, to taste every inch of her body and bring her over the edge again before he took his own release. So once again, he tried to slow the pace, stroking her with his thumb.
