for the stupid key card that seemed to have gotten engulfed. Nathan moved in close behind her and she could feel his heat on her back. She felt something else too. Jess dropped her key card, and as she bent to pick it up, her rear end pressed right up against his arousal. She gasped, and he growled before snatching the card from her and shoving it into the lock. Nathan threw open the door and literally yanked Jess in before she knew what was going on. His hungry mouth was on hers the same time her back hit the wall. After a few seconds of shock, Jess’s mind joined the party her body was already at. She dropped her purse and wrapped herself around Nathan like she’d wanted to do for so long. Her fingers found his soft blond hair, curling around it as if to anchor herself to him even though he was pressed against her from chest to knees. Nathan’s kisses were intoxicating and made Jess feel drunk on lust for this man who was all wrong for her. But in this moment she didn’t care who he was, only that he was touching her, and she was on fire. At any moment, her clothes were going to burn away and leave nothing but ashes. Nathan made his way over to her neck where he kissed and nibbled the spot behind her ear. Letting out a soft moan, Jess moved her hands to Nathan’s bow tie and pulled. He stepped back and finished taking it off as Jess started pushing his jacket over his shoulders. His large muscled arms flexed under the white linen of his shirt as he tossed his the tie and jacket onto the floor. When she started in on the buttons of his shirt, Nathan just yanked the shirt open, scattering buttons through the air. Jess’s already damp panties were soaked now. The pure masculine beauty of Nathan stunned Jess as she watched him pull off his shirt. Starting with broad shoulders that topped his perfectly formed, muscled pecs, and he even had those sexy defined muscles over his ribs. But it was his abs that deserved to have a sonnet written about them. He gave new meaning to the term “washboard abs.” Jess felt herself drooling, so she tried to collect her hazy thoughts and looked up at Nathan, barely catching the look of hunger in his eyes at her obvious appreciation before he pounced on her again. This time he cupped her face with his big hands as he assaulted her senses. His skin was like lava under her hands where she ran them around his waist and up his back. He moved his fingers to the back of her head and started removing the pins and combs used to fashion her hairstyle. She felt the shift in her scalp as her curls rained down her neck and onto her face. Nathan pulled back and gently swept the hair from her eyes. “You are so fucking gorgeous. Your eyes have haunted me for months,” he said, his gaze heated. Jess’s pulse raced as he leaned in and kissed her eyelids. She let out a deep breath when his lips made their way down her cheek to her lips again. The sound of tearing fabric shot her eyes open. The cool air brushing over her bare skin signaled that Nathan had torn the dress right off her. She gasped in disbelief and looked down to see her very expensive dress in a puddle at her feet. If she weren’t so aroused at the moment, she’d be upset at the waste. But before she could think of what to say Nathan scooped her up and made his way to the bed.
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Nathan wanted to go slow and savor the moment. But one look at her standing there in a skin-tone lacy bra with matching panties and garters blew his mind. She looked nearly naked at first glance except for her flushed skin. Her nipples strained against the cups of her bra, like Nathan’s erection was pressed painfully behind his zipper . He tossed Jess into the middle of the bed like a rag doll and crawled up to press his skin against hers. He’d never seen skin that translucent; it was flawless except for a slight spattering of freckles in places. While wrapping one arm under her to keep her close, he kissed her mouth with all the lust