Free Spice It Up - an erotic novella by Zara Stoneley

realised just how closely they were sandwiched together. ‘You looked so sexy, you know, so angry and so sexy.’ He reached back, and before she could stop him he’d unclipped her hair, and his hand was still on her neck. Warm, confusing. ‘And you look sexy now.’
    ‘Shouldn’t they all be in Spain?’
    ‘It would be easier, but for some strange reason my family seem to see the attractions of this place.’ His hand settled on her waist, pulled her tighter against him. ‘Luisa’s sister is married to the Italian who owns the pizza place we were in.’
    ‘Ah.’ He was distracting her, and if she didn’t spit it all out now she might never have the chance again. ‘So you’ve not got a wife?’ He shook his head. ‘Or a pregnant girlfriend?’ Shook again, rubbed his thumb ever so gently up the length off her neck. ‘Or a non-pregnant girlfriend?’ The fingers on her waist were squeezing and sending a message between her thighs that she really should ignore.
    ‘No.’ His fingers played a circle on her scalp.
    ‘Or a significant other?’ Concentrate.
    ‘I have someone significant, yes.’ He was close, too close. She put a hand up to stop his caress of her neck. Did her best to hold his firm, strong hand still.
    ‘Someone significant?’
    ‘Yes, someone I’m close to.’
    ‘How close?’ She could hear the sharp edge to her voice, feel the frown starting up on her brow.
    ‘Very close right now. So close I don’t know how I’ve stopped myself doing this.’
    She was trying her damnedest to push him away, but his mouth came down on hers with the gentlest barely there touch that she never wanted to break. ‘Oh, Eloisa.’ His words were breathed into her mouth as his tongue drifted along her lower lip. ‘I need you, querida , me te gustas mucho .’ Which, she guessed, didn’t just mean he liked her, from the way his voice had dropped an octave and acquired that rough, broken edge that turned her on something rotten.
    ‘That sounds dirty.’
    He tugged with his teeth at her lower lip and sent a sharp message straight to her throbbing clit. ‘It is dirty. Very dirty.’
    ‘We’re in what is practically a cupboard.’
    ‘I don’t care where we are.’ His hand was on her bum and he pulled her abruptly against him so that his hard cock was pressed right where she wanted it – well, almost, maybe as close as she was going to get in a cupboard. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back until she hit the wall, but her objection disappeared as his mouth found the delicate skin of her neck and the heat of his tongue sent a rush of juices between her already damp thighs.
    She couldn’t quite say how it got there, but his hand was under her dress, scorching a path straight up her inner thigh and not stopping until his fingers had found a way into her knickers, and her hot, slick pussy. ‘I want to fuck you, now, here.’ He sucked on her neck just as he pushed his finger deep inside her and her legs nearly gave way.
    ‘What if someone sees us?’
    ‘They won’t.’ His finger curled and caressed her deep inside. ‘You want me to stop?’
    ‘Oh shit.’ Fumbling with belts and buckles wasn’t her forte, especially when there was barely an inch to spare between their bodies. But she was damned well going to get this one undone. He slipped a second finger inside her just as the belt parted, curled his fingers as she tugged at the zip and then she had his cock in her hand. Red hot, so big and solid that she wanted to pull away and look, but there wasn’t room and he wasn’t going to give her time.
    ‘Lucas. Lucas, are you there?’
    Shit, the door was just about to open. Lucas grinned, leant over, and turned the key. He moved back closer, his mouth close to her ear. ‘Oh I’m so close to being there.’ She stifled the giggle. ‘Shh.’ He was staring straight into her eyes, and his fingers were doing things she didn’t think were possible inside her. ‘Do you want me?’ She