“Change of heart?” he asked.

“No,” she said, her tone soft. “I’m just wondering why you have a key when you said you don’t come here often.”

“Every member gets one, but this is my first time using it.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean…it doesn’t matter…I was just…”

“Jess,” he said to stop her, placing one hand on her cheek, eager to gain all her trust. “I would never lie to you.” Her body relaxed slightly, and he turned his attention to the lock. He swiped the card and when the light turned green, he pushed the door open and ushered her into the room. He set the lock and turned to look at her. Gone was that brief moment of hesitation, and in its place existed need. His hands went to his shirt as his eyes latched onto her sexy curves.

“I want you naked. Now.”

Chapter Five

Pressed against the door in a dimly lit room with nothing more than a king-size bed smack-dab in the center of it, Jess watched Mac undress. Honestly, she couldn’t quite believe that she was here with him, but there was no denying that she wanted this.

With that last thought in mind, she pushed off the door and shed her dress, but her hands stilled on her bra strap when he removed his pants to expose the biggest cock she’d ever set eyes on. It was true that she hadn’t been with many men, but those she had climbed between the sheets with failed to compare to the Adonis standing before her.

“Come here,” he said, his voice a little rough.

“Mac,” she croaked as she crossed the room to meet him. Deft hands quickly unhooked her bra, and he cupped her breasts.

He paused and met her glance. “Are you sure, sweetheart? I want you so much that once I start it’s going to be hell to stop.”

“I’m sure,” she whispered.

A low growl sounded in his throat as he bent down and pulled one hard nipple into his mouth. Her hands went to his hair, and she grabbed a fistful of his dark strands as he hungrily teased her nipples, his hands sliding down her sides to shape her contours.

He sucked harder, and she arched into him. “So good,” she cried out, desperate to feel his impressive girth inside.

Her hands slid to his shoulders, and she palmed his muscles. She gasped as he ripped her panties from her hips and tossed them away. His hands moved hungrily over her body and halted at the juncture between her legs.

When she widened for him, he groaned. She rubbed herself against his hand, desperate for more.

“Tell me what you want,” he said, as he sank to his knees to press heated kisses to her stomach. “Tell me exactly what you want, and I’ll give it to you, darlin’.”

She’d never had the nerve to vocalize the naughty things she’d written in her journal. A sudden bout of shyness overcame her.

“Tell me now,” he growled. His kisses pushed away the last of her reserve.

Jess swallowed. He was offering her a once-in-a-lifetime fantasy, was willing to give her everything she’d ever wanted if she’d only ask. She pulled in a fortifying breath and forced herself to blurt out, “I want your mouth on my pussy.”

He sucked in a sharp breath and stilled for a moment. Quiet hovered over them, and she sensed he was fighting for a measure of control when he demanded, “Say it again.”

“I want your—”

“No,” he said. “Say pussy.”

Her heart leaped, excited by his heated reaction. She watched a tremor move through his body and realized how much she wanted this.

“Pussy,” she murmured. “I want you to lick my pussy.”

There was a sense of urgency about him when he climbed to his feet and gathered her into his arms. He took three long strides, and then gently tossed her on the bed.

God, she loved the way he was going all primal on her, taking full control of their play. As her own basic elemental needs took hold, she went up on her elbows to watch him climb between her legs.

“Open for me, baby,” he murmured, then buried his face between her thighs. His mouth felt like fire on her skin as he pressed a kiss over her sex.

“Oh, God,” she cried out, her hips coming off the mattress.

His thumb circled her clit, his tongue swirling over her in the most tantalizing ways—ways no man had ever done before. Unable to think with any sort of clarity as he indulged in her body, she gripped the bedding beneath her, her breath coming in quick little pants.

“Christ, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to taste you,” he murmured from between her legs. He cast her a hot glance, and there was something very erotic in the way he licked his lips. “Sweet,” he murmured. “So fucking sweet.”

Taking pleasure in watching him feast on her, her hands crushed his hair, holding him between her legs. Feeling crazed, frantic, she placed one of her hands on her breast and squeezed her nipple, sending tingles all the way down her body. He continued to do delicious things with his tongue, and as he unleashed the vixen in her, she writhed, seeking something else.

“I need you inside me,” she blurted out without censor, impatience thrumming through her. “Please, Mac, I…I…need you to fuck me.”

Her hands raced over his shoulders, and his entire body trembled, his muscles bunching. “Jesus,” he cursed from between her legs. “You can’t say that to me.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’ll lose it, that’s why.”

It thrilled her to see Mac losing it, that she was the one doing it to him. “Please, Mac. Please fuck me…”

Without speaking, he climbed from the bed to grab his pants off the floor. He took out a condom, and after sheathing himself, he slid up her body and pressed down on her, holding her captive beneath him. With his cock positioned at her opening, his eyes met hers, and something very intimate passed between them, something that had her heart racing and her brain warning her that it might not be so easy to walk away when this week was over. She took a sharp breath and reminded herself that Mac was incapable of more than a quick, hot affair.

The muscles along his jaw twitched, and she turned her focus to the desire burning through her when his mouth met hers. Entirely lost in the moment, she lifted her hips, and he growled as his tip breached her opening.

He gave her an inch. “Is this what you want, sweetheart?”

“More,” she cried out, bucking against him, and with that, he plunged deep, driving into her so hard and fast it drove the breath from her lungs.

His kisses were hard and demanding. He pumped into her, and she lifted her hips, meeting each powerful thrust. His cock brushed over the bundle of nerves inside her, and she couldn’t believe how gloriously full she felt. Mac grabbed a fistful of her hair and continued to pound hard, like he couldn’t get deep enough.

Sensations ripped through her, and she hardly recognized her own voice when she whimpered, “So good.”

He slipped a hand between them, and the pleasure was exquisite when he found her clit. He rammed into her, reaching a fevered pitch until she was crying out his name. She quivered beneath his ministrations, the length of his shaft stroking deeper than any before him, and when he applied extra pressure to her swollen nub, the rippling waves of an orgasm took hold. Her erotic whimper filled the room; a second later, she clenched hard around his cock. Her mind soared. Everything but this man and what he was doing to her faded from existence.

“Fuck,” he ground out, and she could tell he was working hard to keep it together. But she wanted him to come unglued, wanted him to feel as crazed as her.

She wrapped her legs around him and held him tight as she rode out the waves, taking her higher and higher. When he closed his eyes, she thrust her pelvis forward, forcing him in deeper, and whispered, “I want to feel you come inside me.”

His low growl curled around her, and his corded muscles bunched as he buried his face in her neck. She could feel the rapid-fire pounding of his heart against her chest as he climaxed high inside her, and it didn’t go unnoticed that sex between them felt more intimate than anything she’d ever known. She ran her hands over his back, reveling in his every spasm as he depleted himself.