Free Always by Lauren Dane

“You’ve seen it, and more, at least three times a week for months.”
    “It’s different in person, when I can see all the golds and deeper reds in your hair. God, you smell good too. Maybe we should stop at a hotel.”
    “How far do you live?”
    “Ten more minutes.” He got off the freeway and headed west.
    “You have twelve then. I can wait twelve minutes.” She leaned back, letting the light wash over her skin and he nearly died at the sight of her pale, beautiful throat, exposed just for his eyes. “It was raining and sixty degrees when I left home today. The sun feels good.”
    “Did you bring sunscreen? I don’t want you to get burned while you’re here.”
    She cracked her eyes open and looked over at him with a grin. “That’s very sweet. I’ve got the industrial strength stuff since I’m whiter than college-lined notebook paper and get burned when the sun as much as winks in my direction.”
    He turned down his street and hit the gate opener.
    “This is your building? It’s really nice.” She sat up and looked around as he drove back toward his covered spot.
    “I like it. Come on.” He pulled in the spot, popped the trunk, leaned across and opened her door and was out to get her suitcase before she’d even undone her seatbelt.
    A relatively quick walk from his car to the front doors and thank God, a fast elevator had them unlocking his front door in less than two minutes.
    He left the suitcase near the door and tugged her down his hallway to the bedroom. It was cool and dim but the bed beckoned.
    “I’m not sure I can do slow right now.” He pulled her dress up and over her head, sucking in a breath as he caught sight of her bra and the wispy panties she wore beneath.
    “Don’t.” She grinned as she got rid of her bra and panties, kicked her sandals off and got on the bed. “There’s time for slow later.”
    Music to his ears. He was naked and lying on her in moments, the shock of how good it felt being skin to skin with her echoing through his system. He groaned at the pleasure of it, of the way everything about her seemed to settle into him.
    “Man, you feel good.” She kissed his throat, digging her fingers into his shoulder as she did. His need for her roared into overdrive, nearly sending him to his knees.
    “Ditto.” He kissed the side of her face and then her lips as she turned to meet his mouth with her own. Her tongue met his, sliding into his mouth as he tried not to eat her alive. They’d bumped teeth once already in their eagerness and he was pretty sure he’d rather fuck all afternoon than spend time at the dentist getting a tooth capped.
    She moaned, arching into him when he sucked her tongue and then nipped her bottom lip before moving to her neck.
    Her body, strong and lithe, made way for his as she widened her thighs and he angled, his cock siding against the wetness between her legs. Inferno-hot and slick enough he could press right into her without any effort.
    “Yes, yes, I’m so ready. Please,” she whispered as she rubbed herself against the length of his cock.
    “Foreplay,” he managed to croak, hoping like hell she didn’t care about anything but him being inside.
    “Put your cock in me now or I will die.”
    Reaching under the pillow, he pulled a condom back with him and tore it open quickly. “Wouldn’t want that. The cops would not be pleased.”
    The sound she made when he pushed his way inside her body nearly brought him to climax on the spot. Her inner muscles fluttered and clutched around him as she writhed, making it nearly impossible not to come.
    “Be still or this will be over before it starts.”
    Her eyes, which had been half-lidded, came fully open and the shock of it, when their gazes locked, sizzled his nerve endings. Recognition in a way he’d never had before, not even with her in the past.
    “Okay then. Do me.”
    He took a steadying breath and got to his knees, holding her thighs so her knees clasped his hips, her feet flat