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There was no resistance. Instead, Sierra seemed to melt against him. He turned until he had her back to the wall, then with one hand under her ass, lifted and pressed her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around his hips, letting him slide into the V of her thighs where the heat of her core drew a low moan from him.
A soft groan and her hips rolling against the length of his erection told him how much she liked what he was doing.
Their clothing didn’t seem to hinder them as Blake leaned into her, losing himself in her taste. Her fingers pushed into his hair. The tugging only made him want her more.
A growl ripped itself from his chest as he lifted her and leaned in to press her into the wall. He half expected Sierra to protest, but instead rolled her hips, crossed her ankles behind his back and clung to him as if trying to move him closer. To pull him into her skin.
He could go along with that idea. He wanted inside her, but not here. Not like this. Blake didn’t know how she drove him to such wild need that he found himself doing things like this. Things he never planned. Things he’d never done before.
What kind of gentleman pushed a lady against the wall and ravished her mouth? Still, Sierra didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she pressed him for more. He suspected that if he had a condom handy, she’d let him fuck her against the wall just like this.
He’d never done that before and while the idea would have horrified him previously, something about it seemed hot. He wondered if Sierra would go for it.
Maybe in the shower.
Just the thought of lifting Sierra against the wall of the shower and fucking her while the hot water poured down on them made his cock even harder than it already was. He lifted his head, breaking the kiss, and stared down into her face for a moment.
Sierra gazed up at him with dilated eyes, a flushed face and her hair messed enough that if he didn't know better himself, he’d say she’d been recently fucked.
“Bedroom. Bed. Condom. I’m not prepared for the way you drive me crazy.”
“Sure.” A sultry smile curved her lips and made him want to kiss her again. “Put me down and let’s go.”
“Fuck no. Wrap your arms around me.” He didn’t give her time to argue, but instead braced his hands under her rear and carried her where he needed them to be.
CHAPTER 15
Sierra sighed as she rolled over and stared at the ceiling. The weekend had gone fast, and she’d worked her ass off showing Blake every property in a fifty-mile radius she thought he might be interested in.
She wasn’t sure, but she thought he’d liked a couple. He’d said he needed to speak with his office before he said anything more. Whoever he needed to talk to wouldn’t be in the office until today, at least.
As she lay listening to the water run in the shower, she couldn’t help but wonder if he would take the time to talk to them today or would wait until he went back to Denver.
That would happen either tomorrow night or Wednesday morning, she hadn’t bothered to ask which. She hoped he’d stay until Wednesday, but hadn’t asked because she didn’t want to spend the time, they had together disappointed if he couldn’t stay.
Instead, she chose to live in the moment and to enjoy what time they had together without having the when of his leaving feeling like it was hanging over her head. It was better than counting down the hours until he was gone, and she had nothing to do but miss him.
But that wasn’t entirely true either. Yes, she would miss him, but she did have other things to do. She had a business to run and a book to write. She had a lot of things in her life, though now that she knew Blake, it seemed that the life she’d once thought was full and fulfilling, was missing something.
The water shut off in the bathroom drawing Sierra’s attention back to the present. She rolled to face the door, so she wasn’t twisted weird and looking bizarre as Blake came back in the room.
Plus, she’d been harboring a secret fantasy of him walking in from the bathroom naked so she could watch him, ogle him, and let him know how much she enjoyed the show. Not that she planned to be obnoxious about it. Just maybe jump his bones again.
The bathroom door opened. Sierra’s breath caught in her chest. Blake had a towel wrapped around his hips, slung low. Her mouth watered as she thought about that towel falling off. He was thinking, but he hadn’t noticed she was watching him. Instead, he was rubbing another towel through his hair, his gaze on the far side of the room and his mind obviously somewhere else.
Unable to resist temptation, she waited until he walked by seeing his mind still elsewhere, then reached out and snagged the towel, tossing it out of reach before laying back on the bed and grinning.
Blake startled, then gave her a gentle smile.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you. I tried to be quiet.”
“I don’t think it was you that woke me. This is later than I normally sleep anyway.” Sierra let him see that she looked him up and down and how much she appreciated what she saw.
“I’d love to indulge in the temptation that look you’re giving me, but I’ve got to make a call. It shouldn’t take long. Not more than ten or fifteen minutes. I’d love to have a chance and explore every thought crossing your mind.”
Sierra sat up in bed, letting the sheet fall away, baring her breasts.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come back to bed with me?”