One Night With You: A Fatal Series Prequel Novella (The Fatal Series) by Marie Force Read Free Book Online Page B

a passive role during sex, but he hadn’t given her much choice with this position.  
    He left her teetering on the edge of release when he withdrew from her only long enough to roll on a condom. Then he was back, hands on her hips, holding her in place as he slammed into her in one deep thrust that made her scream from the orgasm that detonated from her core and ricocheted through every cell in her body.  
    “Holy shit, that was hot,” he whispered as he bit down on the tendon that connected her neck to her shoulder. “You almost took me with you with that one.”
    That was when she realized he was still hard and thick inside her.
    “Hang on tight, babe. This is going to be fast.”
    With his fingers grasping her hips, he pounded into her, making her feel every exquisite inch of him. “You got one more for me?”
    “No way.”
    “Wanna bet?” He reached around her, his fingers finding her clit, and the combination was so powerful, so intensely erotic that she was coming again before she could begin to form a protest.
    He was right there with her, surging into her in a moment of perfect harmony that would stay with her long after this exquisite night with him was only a memory.  
    The rattle of the alarm broke the silence, providing a harsh welcome back to reality.
    Still buried deep inside her, Nick reached over to turn it off.
    “You give good wake-up,” Sam muttered from beneath him.
    “So do you.” He kissed between her shoulder blades and then withdrew, squeezing her bottom one last time as he went. “Time to get up.”
    Sam groaned loudly. Every inch of her body felt used and abused—in the best possible way, but still, she was sore as hell. She moved slowly and was sitting on the edge of the bed considering her next move when he came into the room holding the clothes she had abandoned just inside his front door. Had that really been last night? It seemed like a week ago.
    She took the clothes from him, feeling shy and uncertain all of a sudden. “Thank you.” Then she did a double take. “Is this skirt clean ?”
    “Maybe.”
    “You washed my skirt.”
    “Possibly.”
    “For real? When did you do that?”
    “You were sleeping. I was awake. It was no big deal.”
    Except it was a big deal. It showed that in addition to being incredibly nice and sexy, he was thoughtful, too. What a powerful combination.  
    “I didn’t want you to have to wear a stinky skirt home.”
    “It’s really very, very nice of you to do that. Thank you.”
    He shrugged off her praise, seeming slightly—and adorably—embarrassed. “You know, if you took a shower here, that would give you a head start on your day.”
    She eyed him skeptically. “I don’t dare get soapy and naked with you. I doubt I have time for your kind of shower.”
    “I’ll be on my best behavior. I promise.”
    “You’re just a regular Boy Scout, aren’t you?” she asked for the second time.
    “Since you’re so interested, I should tell you I was actually an Eagle Scout.”
    “Of course you were.”
    Smiling, he held out his hand to her.
    Sam eyed it for exactly one second before she took it and let him pull her up. With her legs protesting every step of the way, she let him tow her into the bathroom, where he started the shower and produced a couple of clean towels. At first glance, his place seemed immaculate, nothing at all like the bachelor pads she was used to from the guys she dated.
    In the shower, he was true to his word and kept his hands to himself. “Shampoo? Conditioner?”
    “I’m not going to wash my hair. I just did it last night.”
    “Damn, I was hoping I’d get to do that for you. Rain check?”
    There he was again, alluding to future encounters. Sam shivered in anticipation of more of him. “Sure.”
    Once again, he took hold of her hips and kissed the back of her neck that had been left exposed when she put her hair up. “I do plan to collect.”
    “Good to know.” She’d believe it when she saw it. After