A Perfect Chance by Becca Lee Page A

window and leaned out. "Mace?"
    Immediately, his head tilted up, his eyes meeting mine, taking my breath away in an instant. A wide, perfect grin spread across his face.
    "You okay?" I asked.
    He nodded. "I am now."
    "Give me a sec." I darted back into my room and made my way quietly into the hallway then headed downstairs. After deactivating the alarm, I unlocked and opened the front door, my fingers clumsy in my eagerness.
    Pulling the door open, he was before me in an instant. His lips on mine. Claiming me. Possessing me. I gave him everything I had, everything he needed as I leaned into the kiss, standing on my tiptoes and opening to him.
    He spun me around, using the movement to back me up. He closed and locked the door, then pressed me against it. His tongue caressed mine, our lips dancing perfectly. Hands on my arse, he tugged me towards him, his groin pressing against my stomach. Mace groaned and pulled away a fraction, lavishing me with small kisses, working his mouth down my neck.
    "I missed you, too, Lena."
    I grinned and released a needy sigh as his wet mouth latched on to my nipple through my thin cami. "I sort of figured that out." He bit down lightly, making me gasp.
    "I didn't want to sleep without you."
    I pushed my chest against him, demanding more as he continued to caress my breasts and nipples, his hand joining his mouth to work both over. "You want to sleep?"
    He laughed and leaned away, lowering his eyes to mine. "After, yeah."
    Smiling, I tugged him towards me, backing away and heading for the stairs. "Hold on." I paused beside the alarm, resetting it, and then led Mace to my room. My girly bits cheered while my heart beat rapidly. I was so damn excited that he'd come for me.
    Once in my room, Mace closed the door and flicked the lock. I grinned before taking him by surprise and launching myself at him. I was impressed with his ability to catch and manoeuvre me. Though, I hadn't really expected anything less from this man.
    After stripping each other quickly, we fell onto my mattress, making hasty work of building ourselves into the frenzied state of exhaustion we both craved. Sated, Mace held me in his arms until we both passed out and drifted into oblivion.
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    I stretched, my hand making contact with hard, delicious flesh. I turned my palm so it touched skin and squeezed, my nails lightly grazing Mace's moulded chest. A tempting groan escaped his lips, and my body reacted, my clit throbbing. I glanced across to see his eyes were closed and then down to see his morning wood standing to attention. A grin spread across my face as I remembered how he'd woken me the previous day with his face between my legs. It seemed too good an opportunity to pass by not returning the favour. Taking the few stealth qualities I possessed, I shimmied down the bed, trying not to wake him. While it wasn't the first time I'd taken him in my mouth, the fact that he slept sent thrills through my body. I wanted him to wake with my hot mouth around him. The anticipation made me eager, and my clit pulsed again. Fuck, I was horny.
    Heading towards his groin, I allowed my gaze to soak up his beautiful tattoos. I was tempted to reach out and stroke them, kiss them, but I didn't risk it, not wanting him to wake until my mouth was wrapped around him. When I reached his sexy V, it screamed for me to lick every inch of it. His muscular body was formed to perfection, and I loved that he was mine. My brain virtually shut down as lust took over. I needed to work this man over until he begged me to either stop and ride him, or to continue and finish him. I was up for either of those tasks.       
    Not wanting to rouse him with my hands, I didn't touch him immediately. Instead, I ran my tongue over his hard length, taking the time to explore the softness of his skin that contrasted perfectly with the hardness of his cock. I traced my tongue around the end, dipping my tongue into the slit lightly, tasting the tang of his