Strictly Business by Aubrianna Hunter Page B

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contacts.” She nodded. “Why?”
    This shocked expression came across her face. “You don’t
think they’re weird?”
    He stepped back, took both her hands and held them out to
her sides, and he looked. Stared, really. Took in every inch of her, the hair,
the eyes…the body. “They’re not weird. They’re perfect. You’re perfect.”
    He tugged her arms, pulling her against him. Finally, his
lips were on hers.
    He spun around pressing her against the wall, bringing her
tight little body more firmly against his own. He was so hard he hurt, his
erection pressing against the zipper of his jeans almost painfully. She slid
her tongue against his lips, fully joining in the kiss and damn near bringing
him to his knees in the process.
    He ran his hands over her ass, loving the firm roundness,
then back up past her waist, digging his fingers into her hair. He couldn’t get
her close enough. She pulled her mouth away from his and moved to press hot wet
kisses across his chest. She was twisting her hips against him, making him groan
as he struggled for control. He ran his hands under her shirt, sliding it up as
he went. When he saw the soft pink lace bra he groaned again.
    “You’re amazing,” he growled out. He bent down running his
tongue around her ear and down her neck. She whimpered, grinding her hips
against him and nipping at his chest. His shaft pulsed, throbbing, aching to be
inside her. He was lost in a haze of arousal.
    He reached around, unhooked her bra and pushed it up,
exposing her breasts. “Oh, God, your nipples are so tight.” He reached down,
gripping her ass and lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist,
bringing them groin to groin. He gritted his teeth, pressing her tighter
against the wall as he bent his head down, licking her nipple, sliding around,
teasing her. Finally he took the tight little tip into his mouth, sucking
gently.
    She whimpered, twisting her hips against him, arching her
back. As her body arched away from the wall, she pushed her breasts up even
further. He took the hint and suckled as deeply as he could, nibbling a bit
when she whimpered a second time. She twisted her hips again, grinding against
his shaft, dragging another groan from his lips. “Jess, God …so sexy. So
responsive, so soft. You need to stop grinding like that.”
    His words said stop, but he couldn’t prevent his body from
thrusting against her. He couldn’t believe he was this close to spilling his
seed. She made him crazy. He pressed his mouth against hers as she started
twisting her hips faster.
    He could feel the muscles in her stomach and thighs working
as she squeezed and twisted against him. He knew she was close to an orgasm,
could feel the tension in her body. He desperately wanted to see her eyes flash
with her release, that soft sated look settling in its wake. He felt her hands
sliding around to his shoulders, one making a fist in his hair. When she moaned
into his mouth as she writhed against him again, he thrust forward to meet her.
    Then he heard the front door slam.
    It was like ice water poured on them both. He set her down
quickly, leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose, then turned and strode off
to his bedroom and a cold shower. He hoped that would be enough to calm his
raging erection, but he somehow doubted it.
    Jake tried the cold shower, and it was icy. It didn’t work.
He could still feel her rubbing against his shaft, smell her hair, her skin.
Feel her little points pressing against his chest. She had been wild,
unrestrained. He couldn’t help but wonder if she would bite when she came. He
knew she’d been wet, and he still ached to touch her, to feel her hot and wet
around him. His imagination was still running wild when he found release in his
own hand, wishing it had been in her.
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    Jess ran across the hall, slamming the door behind her. She
stripped off her clothes, turned on the water and looked at herself while she
waited for the water to heat.