She found herself smiling up at him. He was a shameless flirt, but he was so damn sexy and irresistible, she couldn’t help herself.
So that she wouldn’t have to keep stretching her neck to look up at him, he dropped to his haunches beside her. “You should do that more often,” he told her.
“Do what?” Rebecca asked, trying not to stare at the way his jeans molded his powerful thighs. But anywhere her gaze landed was dangerous territory. From his mesmerizing dark eyes to his full, sensual lips, Vince Gray was a minefield of virile maleness.
“Smile,” he answered. “You should smile more often. It takes my breath away.”
Ignoring the way her belly quivered, Rebecca gave him a look of mock severity. “Do you talk this way to every strange female you encounter, Mr. Gray?”
“Depends.”
Her brow arched. “On what?”
“Your definition of strange.”
Rebecca laughed. He was sexy, charming and funny—a lethal combination.
Be still, my heart.
“You ought to be illegal, Mr. Gray.”
“Said the pot to the kettle.” There he went again, eating her up with those eyes of his. “And whatever happened to being on a first-name basis?”
“We hardly know each other.”
“That can easily be rectified,” he said, low and deep.
Their gazes locked.
Suddenly, all Rebecca could think about was the lap dance she’d given him in her erotic fantasy, and the things he’d done to her afterward. Her blood heated at the tantalizing memory, and her body thrummed with a fresh wave of desire.
Nothing had changed. She wanted him just as much now as she’d wanted him then. If not more.
Without warning, the missing service elevator arrived on the lobby floor with a rusty chime. As the metal doors clanged open, Rebecca rose to her feet.
Vince followed more slowly, never taking his eyes off hers.
“I don’t work until Tuesday,” she heard herself telling him.
His eyes darkened. “I can’t wait that long to see you again.”
Rebecca’s mouth went dry.
As she bent to pick up the box, Vince beat her to it, lifting it easily into his arms and stepping into the waiting elevator. Rebecca didn’t ask any questions, just followed him inside and pushed the ninth-floor button.
As the ancient elevator began its sluggish ascent, they stared at each other from opposite corners of the freight-capacity cab. Keeping Rebecca trapped in the smoldering heat of his gaze, Vince lowered the box to the floor.
Rebecca watched, with a heightened sense of anticipation, as he came toward her slowly. Without a word, he cupped her face between his large hands and slanted his mouth over hers. She responded at once, curving her arms around his neck and kissing him back as if her very life depended on it.
With a muffled groan, Vince matched the feverish urgency of her kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth, then retreating in a blatantly carnal rhythm that made her nipples harden against his chest.
Tearing his mouth from hers, Vince reached over and hit the emergency-stop button, and the elevator came to a shuddering halt. Since the building manager had disabled the alarm while Rebecca was moving in, it didn’t go off.
Without missing a beat, Vince cupped her ass and lifted her from the floor. Rebecca wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as he pinned her back against the wall. She could feel the engorged length of his cock pressed against her, and it was unbearably arousing. She was on fire, beyond the point of no return. All she wanted was to have him buried deep inside her, consequences be damned.
She didn’t utter a word of protest as he tugged off her T-shirt and tossed it aside. As she watched, chest heaving, he lowered his head and brushed his mouth over the plump mound of her breasts.
She gasped, her back arching sharply.
Vince unclasped the front hook of her lace bra, groaning softly as her tits sprang free. Meeting her heavy-lidded gaze, he growled, “I knew you’d be beautiful.”
Rebecca trembled as his palm covered one breast while his warm, silky mouth enveloped the other. He licked her left nipple, circling the tight point with his tongue before catching it between his lips and suckling. At the same time, his right hand tweaked and tugged at her other nipple until she cried out from the double onslaught of pleasure. She’d never known that her breasts could be so sensitive, or that her body could burn with this kind of mindless, uncontrolled lust.
She gripped the back of his head and urged his lips back to hers for a hot, openmouthed kiss that left them both panting hard.
As Rebecca unhooked her legs from his waist, he lowered her to the floor and stepped back. His hooded eyes followed her as she knelt before him, unzipped his jeans and reached inside his boxers with a boldness she didn’t think to question.
Vince groaned as her fingers closed around his dick and gently squeezed. The feel of him in her hand made her grow wetter than she already was. He was the living embodiment of her fantasies.
She rubbed her thumb over the swollen tip, drawing a pearly bead of precum before she slid her hand up and down his engorged length. He groaned, grasping the back of her head.
Watching his face, Rebecca took his cock deep inside her mouth.
“Fuck!” Vince swore gutturally.
His fingers bit into Rebecca’s scalp as she deep-throated him in a way she hadn’t done to a man in years. Vince was big, even bigger than she’d first imagined, and his skin was hot and marble-smooth in her mouth. She sucked him hard and hungrily, using her hand to squeeze his balls at the same time. He threw back his head and moaned with pleasure, rocking his hips as he thrust back and forth into her mouth.
She wanted him to come inside her, could already anticipate his salty-sweet taste. But suddenly he pulled out of her mouth. With his cock glistening from her saliva, he tugged her to her feet and pushed her against the wall. Then, crouching down, he removed her shorts and slid her lace panties down her legs, watching her face as he did so.
Rebecca expected to feel shy and vulnerable as she stood naked before him, but instead she found herself deliciously aroused—breasts jutting forward, nipples erect, pussy throbbing.
Vince devoured her with his eyes and then with his mouth as he trailed a searing path from her navel to the neat triangle of curls at the juncture of her thighs.
At the first touch of his tongue on her clit, Rebecca cried out sharply and flung back her head, need pounding furiously through her. Her legs parted of their own accord, giving him greater access to her pulsing core.
She clung to his broad shoulders as his hot, wet tongue plunged deep inside her pussy. Her moans of ecstasy bounced off the insulated walls as Vince’s tongue glided over her labia, back and forth, in and out of her, until her body began to quake in the grip of an intense orgasm.
As her knees buckled beneath her, Vince swept her into his arms and backed her against the wall, crushing his mouth to hers. She tasted herself on his lips, and the raw carnality of it drove her crazy.
Breaking the kiss after several moments, Vince reached inside his jeans pocket and withdrew a condom from his wallet. He sheathed himself so quickly and effortlessly that Rebecca knew he’d had plenty of practice. But she didn’t care. She wanted him inside her, and she couldn’t wait much longer.
Vince lifted her from the floor and drew her legs around his waist, then drove into her with one deep, penetrating thrust that made her cry out hoarsely. She wrapped her arms around his neck and threw back her head as he thrust again, burying himself to the root.
With a groan that sounded as if it were ripped from his throat, he began to pump in and out of her, hard and fast, until their breathless moans filled the air.
Grasping Rebecca’s butt cheeks, Vince stepped away from the wall and held her high in the air as he relentlessly pounded into her. Arching against him, Rebecca pushed her aching breasts out to meet his face. He drew a taut nipple into his mouth, and with each greedy suckl
e he drove her closer to the edge.
Their coupling was raw, fevered and urgent—and unlike anything Rebecca had ever imagined or experienced before.
“I’m about to come,” she whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut as if to brace herself for the pending explosion.
Barely a second after the words left her mouth, she felt another earth-shattering orgasm tear through her, wracking her body with waves of ecstasy. She sobbed Vince’s name as he rocked against her once more, then stiffened and groaned with his own powerful release, his cock throbbing palpably inside her.
Moments later, panting and trembling, Rebecca dropped her head onto his shoulder. He held her tightly in his arms, running his hands over her slick back as her body began to relax.
For a long time they remained locked in that position, her legs wrapped around his waist, neither making a move to pull apart.
When their racing heartbeats gradually returned to normal, Vince drew back and angled his head to gaze down into Rebecca’s face.
“Where have you been all my life?” he murmured huskily.
Rebecca licked her lips into a sultry smile. “You’ve been looking in all the wrong places.”
He chuckled, and her belly bottomed out at the low, sexy rumble. He brushed a kiss over her damp forehead, then across her mouth. She opened for him, seeking his tongue, and they kissed deeply and provocatively.
After a while Vince slowly lifted his head, and Rebecca unwrapped her legs from his waist as he eased her down and stepped back. He bent to retrieve her discarded clothing and she dressed quickly, stuffing her underwear inside her pocket and sliding her feet into her flip-flops.
Vince zipped up his jeans, then pushed the emergency-stop button, sending the elevator back into motion. He and Rebecca stared at each other in supercharged silence as the cab climbed to the ninth floor.
Without a word, Vince picked up Rebecca’s box, then followed her down the empty corridor to her apartment. He stepped inside and set the box down on the floor. Before Rebecca could finish locking the front door behind them, he pulled her roughly into his arms and seized her mouth in a hot, fiercely possessive kiss.
Rebecca clawed at his clothes with desperate hands and he helped her, tugging his turtleneck over his head as she reached for his belt buckle.
In no time at all they were both naked, allowing Rebecca’s hungry gaze to feast on the sight of her new lover. Vince’s body was even more magnificent than she’d imagined—broad shoulders and a wide chest sculpted with hard, sinewy muscle over a tight six-pack. She ran her hands over his torso and sucked on the flat dark button of his nipple, delighting in the tremor that shook him.
After he’d sheathed himself with another condom, they sank to the carpeted floor, surrounded by moving boxes. Rebecca’s heart was pounding violently against her ribs, her body caught in a fever of need and lust.
Vince pulled her on top of him, and as she straddled him, she guided his long cock into her swollen pussy.
They groaned with mutual pleasure as she settled fully astride him, skin to skin. Vince swore gutturally as she began riding him, her eyes closing as she surrendered to the erotic sensations coursing through her.
Vince reached up and cupped her breasts, stroking her erect nipples until they ached.
As heat sizzled through Rebecca’s veins, she flung back her head and braced her hands on Vince’s upper thighs.
He began thrusting hard, fast, deeper with every stroke.
“Oh, my God…Oh, my God,” she cried over and over again as their bodies slapped loudly together, sending her breasts bouncing up and down. She could feel another orgasm building in her loins, just as powerful as the first two had been. “Vince…VINCE!”
Her back tightened and arched as her inner muscles clamped around his dick, milking an orgasm from him at the same time that she erupted with a scream of ecstasy.
After several moments, she collapsed upon him with a satisfied groan that made him laugh softly.
He lazily caressed her back and the swell of her ass, whispering to her in that deep, hypnotic voice of his. Lulled by the sound, Rebecca drifted off to sleep.
Chapter
6
She awakened to the most sublimely erotic sensation between her legs.
It was like velvet dipped in sun-warmed honey, lapping against the aroused, swollen folds of her pussy. She moaned and writhed in mindless pleasure, convinced that she was still dreaming.
But as she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Vince’s dark head buried between her legs, which he’d thrown over his broad shoulders. He was eating her out, slow and deep, like she was a hot fudge sundae he wanted to savor.
As Rebecca watched, he lifted his eyes to hers. The scorching heat of his gaze melted her from the inside out. She clutched a handful of bedsheets as he licked and nibbled her pulsing clit. Then he did something incredible with his tongue that sent shockwaves through her whole body. She called out his name hoarsely as her back arched off the bed. She came so hard she thought she’d pass out and never regain consciousness.
Afterward, weak and exhausted, she could do no more than roll onto her side and close her eyes.
Vince curled up behind her, fitting his hard, muscled body along the length of hers and draping an arm across her waist. The soft fabric of his jeans rubbed against the back of her legs, and his warm breath tickled the nape of her neck. She’d never been more deliciously sated in all her life.
Drowsily she opened her eyes and glanced around the large bedroom. Night had fallen, and a Tiffany floor lamp glowed softly from the only corner of the room that wasn’t cluttered with moving boxes. She realized that Vince must have carried her to bed after they made love. Good thing she’d taken the time earlier to unpack her linens and make up the bed while her brother and Chris unloaded her stuff from the truck.
What a fabulous way to christen your new bedroom, she thought with a naughty smile.
“What’re you thinking about?” Vince asked, the deep timbre of his voice vibrating through her body. Her flesh tingled as if he’d physically caressed her.
“I was thinking about how much I like my new apartment,” Rebecca answered.
Vince chuckled softly. “Funny, I was just thinking the same thing.”
She threw him a teasing look over her shoulder. “Don’t you get any crazy ideas about moving in with me. I’ve never done well with roommates.”
“That’s too bad,” he drawled, making her shiver as he kissed her shoulder. “I’d make a damn good roommate. I’d always pay my half of the rent, I’d keep the place pretty clean, and I wouldn’t play loud music at all hours of the night while you’re trying to study.”
“Mmm. Sounds too good to be true. Would you also do backrubs?”
“Sweetheart,” he murmured in her ear, “I’d do anything you wanted me to.”
Rebecca’s toes curled. He was so damn sexy she almost asked him to move in with her right then and there. But she couldn’t even imagine coming home every day to a man like Vince Gray. With him around, she wouldn’t get a single thing done. She’d spend too much time on her back, or on her knees.
“Where do you live, Vince?” she asked curiously.
He kissed the nape of her neck. “If I told you I was homeless, would you let me move in with you?”
She laughed. “No, I’d refer you to a friend of mine who’s a social worker for the city. She’d help you find a job and obtain subsidized housing.”
“Hmm. Nice friends you have.”
“I like to think so. So what about you, Vince? Do you have a lot of nice friends?”
“Why? Are you tired of me already?”
As if!
“Do you always answer questions with questions?” she teased.
“Is that what I was doing?”
“Yes,” she said with a muffled laugh. “And you just did it again!”
He chuckled. “Sorry. It’s your fault, though.”
“My fault?”
“Yeah. I can’t th
ink straight while holding the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met in my arms.”
If any other man had spoken those words to her, Rebecca probably would have rolled her eyes in scoffing disbelief. But Vince…well, Vince was somehow different. So when he called her the most beautiful woman he’d ever met, she didn’t mock his sincerity. She melted.
“I’ve rendered you speechless,” Vince said softly.
Rebecca smiled. “Maybe a little. It’s becoming a rather bad habit of yours.”
He laughed quietly. “Well, speaking of habits,” he murmured, snuggling closer, “I could get very used to this.”
“I was just thinking the same thing,” Rebecca admitted, surprising herself.
Vince Gray was a virtual stranger to her, yet she could think of no place else she’d rather be than lying in his arms, their bodies spooned together like two halves of a whole.
Who is this man? she silently marveled. And where had he come from?
The doorbell rang, jerking her out of her thoughts.
“That’s the deliveryman,” Vince said, rolling away from her and swinging his long legs over the side of the bed. “I ordered Chinese for dinner.”
Rebecca warmed with pleasure as she turned around to face him. “You thought of dinner?”
“Of course. We worked up one hell of an appetite, don’t you think?”
She smiled demurely. “You could say that.”
“Besides, I have to feed you.”
“Oh, really? Why’s that?”
He leaned down to nibble her bottom lip. “Because I haven’t had my fill of you,” he said huskily, gazing into her eyes. “And by the time this night is over, beautiful one, you’re gonna need all the strength you can get.”
Oh, God.
If Rebecca had been standing, her knees would have given out on her. All she could do was lie there and watch as Vince winked at her, then rose from the bed and sauntered out of the room.
It was only when the fragrant aroma of Chinese food reached her nostrils that she finally climbed out of bed and padded to the adjoining bathroom. After emptying her bladder, she rummaged around in a cardboard box labeled TOWELS AND LINENS. Locating a thick terry washcloth, she soaked it with hot water and poured a small amount of mango-scented body wash into the center.
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