Seven Nights of Sin (Penthouse Affair #2)

Presley

I could kiss Dominic’s neck all night. My tongue trails across the thick line of muscle, finding the vein that quivers when I nip on it . . . and from the sounds he’s making, I think he’d let me kiss his neck all week. As we rock against each other with our limbs entwined, our lovemaking has elevated from awkward and ungraceful to positively divine.

Lovemaking. That’s what this feels like.

His eyes are searing deep into mine, no longer a power play or a challenge to see who will look away first. Now our gaze feels like balance. It’s like he’s finally seeing something in me . . . something that he wants in his life.

Is that even possible? My heart surges with the idea.

He groans again and kisses me hard on the mouth, and my mind goes blank. Now experienced lovers, we coax each other over the edge of pleasure. There are no more games or teasing. We help each other get there with the assurance that there will be time later for games.

I shudder when I come, feeling my inner walls wrap and pull against him buried deep within me. I bite my lip, trying to hold back the scream that’s perched on my tongue. It starts to escape as the orgasm intensifies.

“Shh, shh, shh.”

He covers my mouth with his, and I moan loudly into his kiss, trembling.

His cock twitches inside me, making me quiver and arch my back. The clenching of my body is enough for him to lose control. I’ve grown greedy for the look on his face when he falls apart. His dark blue eyes sink closed, his brow furrows, and his full lips part.

“Fuck,” he says on a breath.

The exhale after his orgasm is always shaky and hot against my neck. He lifts his head to meet my eyes and licks his lips. I smile down at him. He smiles back.

“What?”

just looking at you,” I say, pushing his

hair behind my ears. “And for how long are you going to look at

long as

quick kisses, one on his nose, and one on each of his cheeks, his forehead, and his chin. He laughs

me, his legs rubbing against mine. This time, we’re most definitely cuddling.

a laugh. “I just need

knew sex was so messy. Seeing my shyness, he leans in with a growl and bites me softly on the neck until I dissolve into laughter. When he comes back from the

in the world if

really be every night,

the scent of him all around me, and the feel

• • •

Thump, thump, thump, thump!

wake with a

Thump, thump, thump, thump!

ask, my eyes

and pair of sweats.

cold rain. Who could be here at this hour? It’s not even five o’clock in the morning. Fran would know better than to knock so loudly and wake the girls. I peek my head into the hall and hear

What’s going on?

throw on one of Dominic’s shirts, doing up the buttons as fast as my fingers will let me. I tiptoe into the hallway, past the girls’ room, closing their door on the way, amazed that they must

I get to the end of the hall and peek around the