Caught in the Act. Samantha Hunter

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      “You’re so hot. Like wet satin,” he said roughly, wasting no time as he stripped her of her outfit, peeling her naked like ripe fruit in his hands. “You’re a siren, a singer tempting me to my doom?”

      She smiled. “Does this seem like your doom?”

      “Hardly,” he countered. “But you are temptation made flesh.”

      When he reached for the mask, she turned her head away.

      “No—the mask stays on,” she said. “The hat, too,” she said, hoping it sounded like a naughty request instead of her trying to maintain some anonymity.

      “Whatever my siren wants, she gets,” he said playfully.

      “I want you as naked as I am,” Gina responded, her everyday persona gone by the wayside as she really did become his temptress. As long as her hat and mask stayed in place, she could be anyone, do anything.

      Mason shucked his pants quickly. Gina sighed in appreciation at the sight of his large, hard shaft, fully erect.

      He turned from her, reaching for something in his pants pocket. She was relieved to see him holding a small packet taken from his wallet, but shocked that she hadn’t even thought about it. Normally, she was careful.

      When he was sheathed, he came back and slid his hands up and down her legs before lifting a knee over each shoulder as she planted her hands behind her on the surface of the desk.

      “You should know I’ve never taken a woman on my desk like this before,” he said, nibbling the back of her knee. “But you inspire me.”

      Gina swallowed, her eyes catching the reflection of their erotic pose in the mirror across from the desk. “I’m happy to hear that,” she whispered and met his eyes, hoping he could read in hers what she wanted.

      He did. Leaning in, her ankle cradled carefully in his palm as he sank his teeth softly into her thigh, his tongue finding sensitive spots there that she never even knew she had. At the same time, his other hand found its way to her sex, gentle fingers prying apart slick folds and exploring until she was trembling from head to toe.

      His butterfly touches, teasing bites and hot strokes were driving her mad. “You said there was more,” she taunted.

      He looked up, his smiled wicked. “Oh, there is,” he promised, and increased the pressure of his strokes. She made some noise in response that barely resembled words.

      “Or more like this?” he asked as he slid a finger inside of her, then two, and she lost track of everything. His hands were big, his fingers long, and she cried out as her body tightened around him, drawing him in, as if she couldn’t get enough.

      He captured her lips in a kiss that completed the sensual invasion, his hands continuing their work. The tiny tremor she had accepted as her orgasm was mere memory, her body reaching and craving something much more powerful, but held tautly on the edge.

      She moaned a protest when he withdrew his fingers, repositioning himself and sucking her tongue into his mouth as he pressed in, his cock teasing her entrance before pushing deeper until he was completely buried, the pressure and fullness of his entry making her gasp. He withdrew, paused, then pushed forward again, their angle allowing his erection to slide over her clit every time he thrust forward.

      She wanted to taste him, to be closer. She pushed upward, bringing her legs down to hitch around his waist while sliding her arms around those strong shoulders. He helped her, his own hands moving down to her backside, holding her steady as he resumed a steady rhythm of thrusts that increased in tempo as heat built between them.

      Time and space blurred, her body merging with his as they tried to get closer, deeper and faster, seeking leverage that would bring them to the brink. Mason moaned deeply into the curve of her neck, swelling inside of her.

      “Come with me, hon,” he said into her ear, nibbling on her lobe in a way that made her cry out. Gina was rapt with the sensations of being so completely touched, inside and out, when one final glide over her sensitive skin threw her over. Her head fell back, her eyes opening in surprise then closing again as she let him carry her through wave after wave of sensation, listening to his masculine groans of pleasure as he found his own release.

       Wow.

      As the seconds passed and she came back to the moment, Mason pulled away. She sucked in a breath at the cool air that touched her hot skin, the sudden emptiness leaving her feeling alone and disoriented, exposed. Her world had been seriously rocked on its axis.

      Was it always like this for other people? It had certainly never been this way for her, not with anyone else.

      Mason took her hands and pulled her up against his massive chest, winding his arms around her as she snuggled into him. It was so sudden, so unexpected and intense, that she needed a place to gather her wits about her. Mason’s warm, hard chest was as good a spot as she could imagine.

      His hands ran soothingly over her back and the hard reality of where she was came back to her. He touched her gently, tenderly, like a lover, not a stranger. A stranger she’d come to steal something from. She never could have predicted how good her decision not to take those pictures would be.

      “I told you there was more,” he said, dropping a light kiss to her lips.

      “You are a man of your word, Count,” she said, trying to keep the same light tone, though her emotions were anything but.

      “I don’t even know your name.” He smiled, as if not being able to believe for himself what they’d done. It comforted her a bit, his gentle laugh.

      “I think it’s better if we keep it that way,” she told him truthfully.

      “That’s hardly fair. You know all about me.” He pulled away for a moment, and she reluctantly let go.

      “I only know that you are a successful lawyer, a local celebrity of sorts. On the arm of a different, gorgeous woman every week.” She knew it was true, more or less. “Speaking of which, is there a date waiting for you somewhere out there?”

      He frowned. “I wouldn’t be here with you if there was.”

      “That’s good to know.”

      “In fact, I was having an awful time until you showed up.”

      “Really? It looks like such a fun party,” she said, though it was not her kind of thing at all. Gina much preferred a quiet dinner with friends.

      “Yeah, I hate these things, but it’s part of the deal. Professional obligation. I hardly know half of those people out there,” he confessed, nuzzling her neck greedily. Her spine tingled, and though she’d just had—from what she could tell—the first really mind-blowing orgasm of her life, she wanted more. He could take her again, and that would be okay with her, she thought.

      Just then, footsteps outside of the door, and voices with them, reminded her where they were. Had anyone been able to hear them? She laughed nervously when Mason’s chin hit the brim of her hat.

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