...Nina took off her top, the cool air feeling wonderful against her hot, tight nipples. She circled her fingers around the buds, enjoying the soft touch while imagining Alex’s lips on them. Dragging herself back to reality with a groan, she slipped the gown over her nudity. She shook her hair out of its topknot and ran a brush through the wavy, shoulder-length locks.

It wouldn’t be long before she’d have all that hard male flesh right…Condoms! She dropped the brush on the dresser and rolled across her bed to the nightstand. There were still ten in the box purchased by her ex, Stan—the loser she’d kicked to the curb two years before. And yes, thank you, Jesus, Mary and Joseph, the condoms were still good.

A cold nose nudged her ankle.

“Sweetheart, you are going nighty night in the front bedroom. Come on.” Nina padded to the kitchen to snag a doggy treat from the pantry. She waved the biscuit and the dog followed. Tossing the snack into the room, Milo dove after it, and she shut the door. How pet owners had sex in front of their animals was beyond her. It was just too weird.

Nina moved into the living room, switching on an end table lamp. She adjusted it until there was just enough light so they wouldn’t kill themselves on the way to the bedroom. At the sound of a car door slamming shut, a ripple of excitement coursed through her. Crossing to the big picture window, she peeked through the blinds and saw Alex jog up the stairs. At last.

Houdini could not have unlocked the door any faster.

Alex pushed his way inside before she could open the door all the way. Nina grabbed his shirt but he stopped, shaking his head.

“Safety first.”

Her mind failed to register his words until he replaced the chain and threw the deadbolt.

Duh! Nina. She reached past him to the alarm panel on the wall inside the door and punched the code.

Nina gasped as Alex tugged her close, molding his hands to the curves of her buttocks, his erection hard against her belly. His mouth closed over hers, and she welcomed the heat, reveled in the fierce pleasure. She clung to him, a tidal wave of need crashing through her, the world spiraling out of control.

Lifting her against his chest, Alex slid his hands under her gown as she wrapped her legs around him. She cried out at the fever touch of his skin on her naked flesh. His fingers drifted between her cheeks to stroke her creamy vulva, then he pressed a blunt tip inside to play with her swollen clit. Back and forth, and back and forth, the torturous rhythm drew her body tight, her breath fighting its way out of her constricted lungs.

He tore his mouth from hers with a grunt. “Floor or bedroom?”

She couldn’t remember enough English to answer. He seemed to understand her predicament and carried her, half-walking, half-stumbling into the living room. Soft micro suede hit the backs of her legs, and she realized Alex had set her down in the big overstuffed chair by the window. Kneeling between her splayed thighs, he yanked off her gown, then his shirt. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs strumming her nipples like guitar strings, causing the already tight peaks to harden further.

“Holy God,” he whispered raggedly. He sucked one tip into the moist cavern of his mouth, swirling his tongue around and around, building sensation to an unbearable level.

Nina arched at his touch with a desperate cry, her fingers spearing into his hair, holding him to her. He kissed his way to her other breast, suckling and teasing that bud.