Casual Encounter: The Complete Series Box Set by M. S. Parker Page A

sex had never been a casual thing.
    As the elevator doors closed, Cade pulled me against him so that my back was pressed against his front. He slid his arms around my waist, and put his mouth close to my ear.
    “Don't overthink things.”
    His tone made it clear this wasn't a suggestion and my heart skipped a beat.
    “If something feels wrong, then by all means don't do it, but if you're thinking about what other people will think, stop.”
    His tongue traced the outside of my ear and I closed my eyes. There was no way such a small touch should've been able to make my knees weak.
    “It's not about anyone else. It's about you and what you want.”
    His hands slid up over my ribcage to rest just under my breasts. His fingers teased at the undersides of them and I felt my nipples tighten at his touch.
    “What do you want, Bree?” When I didn't say anything, he tried a different way. “Tell me what you want, Bree.”
    I forced my eyes open and noticed our reflection on the gleaming door of the elevator. I watched his head tilt as he nuzzled his nose into my hair. I watched his thumb trace a path across my nipple. Then, he lifted his head and his eyes met mine in the mirror. My breath caught as a single word escaped me. “You.”
    He groaned, a sound of pleasure deep in his chest and then moved me away from him as the elevator doors slid open. Lacing his fingers through mine, he led me down the hallway toward his room. “Come.”
    That word again.
    It was a nice room, not one of the highest priced ones with a mini kitchen and sitting room, but that wasn't surprising. He hadn't rented it for a vacation. Everything we needed sat against the wall to the right. He'd at least sprung for a king, and from the looks of things, the thread-count to those snowy white sheets was high. I took a moment to appreciate the decor and then turned my attention to the room service cart that sat next to the bed. A bottle of champagne chilled in a bucket of ice and next to it was a tray of chocolates. My mouth watered just looking at them and I glanced at Cade.
    “Try one of the truffles,” he said. “They're amazing.”
    I picked one up and took a bite, closing my eyes in pure enjoyment as the chocolate melted on my tongue. “Mmm,” I moaned.
    “There's a sound I want to hear again.”
    I opened my eyes and saw that Cade had taken off his jacket and tie, laying them on the chair on the far side of the room. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone and I felt a stab of desire. He walked back over to me and plucked the rest of the truffle from my hand. Holding it between two long fingers, he put it against my lips. I opened my mouth and he slid the chocolate inside. I let the tip of my tongue brush against the pad of one finger as I took the dessert and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath.
    “Champagne?” he asked, his voice rougher than it had been.
    I nodded and watched as he poured us each half a glass. It was even more wonderful than the wine had been, a perfect complement to the chocolate. After taking a drink, he set down his glass and picked up a smaller truffle.
    “Another?”
    “Yes, please.” I waited for him to feed it to me again, but instead, he opened his own mouth and set the chocolate on his tongue.
    As he lowered his head, I realized what he was going to do and eagerly parted my lips to receive his offer. My tongue slid along his as it entered my mouth, the bittersweet flavor of dark chocolate bursting across my taste buds. My fingertips dug into his firm chest as I sucked on his tongue, savoring every last bit of dessert. He gripped my hips and pulled me tight against him. I felt him now, growing against my stomach as I released his tongue. I let myself get lost in his kiss until my lungs started to protest the little bit of oxygen they'd been getting and I had to pull away.
    “Take off your clothes.” He took a step back and ran his eyes over me, as if he was already picturing what I looked like naked.
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