Legal Attraction

He licked his lips, which were wet with her orgasm. And he groaned. “You taste so damn sweet. I could go down on you all night.”

“We don’t have all night,” she reminded him. They only had until someone noticed the elevator wasn’t moving and got working on the problem. “We have to hurry.”

She didn’t care if he came quickly. She just needed him to come—inside her. With a condom, of course, though. She always practiced safe sex. She reached for the bag she’d dropped onto the floor. She had to have some inside.

Didn’t she?

She didn’t need it. Ronan pulled one from his wallet. Then he was standing. He unclasped his belt and unzipped his pants.

Her breath caught and held as she waited for him to push them and his silk boxers down, and when he did, she released that breath on a gasp of shock and awe. He was huge—so long and thick and throbbing...

She wanted to touch him with her hands and with her mouth. She wanted to suck on him the way he’d sucked on her. But when she reached for him, he caught his fingers in her hair.

“We don’t have time,” he reminded her. And there was regret in his voice.

He wanted her to go down on him. She could see it on his face as he stared at her kneeling in front of him. She flicked her tongue out to tease him and that same groan of torture he’d uttered before filled the elevator car.

But he stepped out of his pants. And he ripped open the packet and sheathed himself in the latex condom. He must have had them specially ordered because it covered more of him than she imagined any store-bought ones would have.

“You are so big...” she murmured breathlessly as a moment of fear flicked through her. Would he fit?

She couldn’t wait to find out. She lay down on the floor of the elevator. And as he watched, she ran her hand down her body—from her throat over her breasts, down her abdomen, to where she was already wet and throbbing. As she moved her fingers over her mound, she moaned and squirmed, so ready for him.

And that groan tore out of him again. “You’re going to make me come just looking at you,” he warned her. But then he dropped to his knees again.

Instead of moving between her legs, though, he lifted her so she straddled his thighs. Then he lifted her more, and she nearly stood so she could ease herself down onto his cock. She guided him inside her, her inner muscles rippling and grasping at him. Even as wet and ready as she was, she had to stretch and arch to accommodate his girth. She could feel his cock pulsating with the same desire that filled her.

And the tension was on his handsome face, in the beads of perspiration on his brow and the rigidness of his clenched jaw. He lowered his head and kissed her. And as his tongue slid into her mouth, he thrust deeper into her body. His hands caught her hips, and he guided her down, then up.

They moved together in a frantic rhythm as the pressure built inside...

Muriel nearly sobbed with the need for release. She was close to something she instinctively knew would be more powerful than anything she’d felt before.

With just his mouth, he’d given her an overpowering orgasm. With that cock...

That enormous, throbbing cock...

She couldn’t imagine the pleasure he could give her. Then she didn’t have to imagine, as her muscles began to clench. He reached between them and flicked his thumb over her clit—once, twice...

And she screamed as pleasure gripped her. She came and came...