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his color was high, his breathing still a bit ragged. “Where to?” she purred, wondering if he had a Rolls or a limo and they were going to eat in the backseat then screw like hormone-drenched teens.
    “Follow me.”
    Was there any doubt?
    He led her down the hall to the elevator. “In the lift,” he said, inclining his head to it.
    Bree obeyed readily, figuring her suspicions about a limo or Rolls had been right on the—
    Her thoughts paused as he pressed the up button rather than the down one. “You have a flat here too?”
    David shook his head and didn’t say anything else until they reached the top floor. “This way.” He strode to the door that led to the terrace on the roof.
    “Wait.” She grabbed his arm, liking how those muscles bunched. God, would she ever get enough of feeling, smelling, and wanting him? “We can’t go out there. Don’t you see the sign?”
    In huge red letters, it said to ‘keep out, no trespassing during renovations.’
    David grinned, making a dimple. “Your landlord put that up to keep tonight private for us.”
    She didn’t understand. “You discussed this with him?”
    “Had to in order to get the sign. Don’t worry, we’re old friends. Met him when I was a solicitor. When he asks me for legal advice, I offer it free of charge.” David pulled a key out of his front pocket.
    To the door for the roof?
    Leaning toward her, David murmured, “He’ll do anything I ask.”
    Obviously. Bree’s excitement jumped another notch. She followed him onto the roof only to stop and gape. Either David or her landlord had laid a table with a white cloth, two place settings, and three red candles in frosted glass, the flames flickering merrily in the warm breeze. A bounty of flowers surrounded the area, their scent sweetening the air. No other high-rises surrounded the building, giving them full privacy to do whatever they wanted. Below, the city bristled with life, the noise of cars, buses, and an occasional throb of music providing a backdrop to the pleasant serenity up here.
    Once he locked the door, David put the pizza box and package on the table. He took the wine from Bree and poured some for each of them. “To tonight.” Smiling, he tapped her glass with his.
    The moment was so wonderful; she sagged into him, forgetting the wine, food, and whatever he had in the package. Chocolate, no doubt. None of that would satisfy her hunger. She wanted him. As he looked down at her, Bree returned his smile then brushed her lips over his and drove her tongue into his mouth.
    He allowed it for a second then took over, his cheeks smooth and hot against hers, his kiss nearly desperate as though the world were going to end before they’d had their fill of this. His free hand was on the move, covering her boob before dipping to her ass and finally her mound. David cupped it without hesitation, claiming it for his own. With their mouths still joined, he put his glass then hers on the table, sank to a chair and pulled Bree onto his lap to straddle him. Cunt against cock.
    Wow.
    They went at each other for minutes, tongue-deep, until Bree was dizzy from lack of air. Breaking free, she sucked in as much as she could.
    David was in far better shape, barely breaking a sweat. Leaning around her, he flipped the pizza box open, lifted a wedge, and waved it beneath her nose. The scent of cheese, tomato sauce, sausage, and garlic wafted toward her.
    “Smell good?” he whispered.
    Heavenly, though not as delicious as him. Bypassing the pizza, Bree suckled his neck. David grunted in what sounded like satisfaction and ground his groin into hers, the new noises he made downright indecent. When they both needed a breather, he gave her a bite of pizza and took one for himself.
    “Wow,” she said with a full mouth, “this pie’s to die for.”
    “Have all you want.”
    If she hadn’t liked him before that comment, Bree would have been falling for him fast and hard because of it. She alternately chewed