His hand, big and warm on her stomach; his lips on her throat; his hair silky and thick under her fingers; his thigh pushing between hers as he nudged her up against the wall. She didn’t argue or protest when he undid her black jeans and pushed them down. But unable to wait, she hauled him up for a kiss with her jeans and panties still only partially down her thighs.

“Fuck, oh fuck, Catie.” His fingers brushed against her as he worked at his own jeans. The jut of his erection slapped against her belly, a raw erotic shock.

“I want you.” Desperation in every inch of her, she suddenly realized they’d have to stop for protection.

“One second, baby.” Danny reached into his jeans pocket to pull out his wallet. In which he had a condom.

A grin when she shuddered in relief. “I learn from my mistakes, princess.” Then he was on her again, his tongue licking hers and his chest crushing her breasts.

She felt him even through her bra, her lower body pulsing against his.

“Shit, shit,” he said and looked down to get the condom on right. That done, he put his hands on her hips and swiveled her so her hands landed on the wall.

Catie hesitated. She was strong, but him pushing into her from the back would almost definitely collapse her legs. “Danny.”

“I know.” He bent to press a kiss on her spine that went right through the fine fabric of her now-buttonless shirt. “Trust me.”

Because this was Daniel Esera, her favorite nemesis, she let go. And he pushed into her in a slow and thick slide that exploded her brain. Barely any pressure on her legs, Danny using his big hands to grip her hips… and take most of the weight she’d otherwise have borne.

A second later and all she could focus on was how rigid and hot he felt inside her, sliding in and out. In. And out. In— “Oh God, Danny!” A short, sharp scream as her internal muscles clamped down on his cock.

Biting off a harsh word, he wrapped her up in his arms as he came in hard pulses inside her.

Her chest was still heaving, her brain not quite right, when he gasped out, “My legs are now noodles. Help.”

She tried to laugh, didn’t have the breath. “Shit.”

They both somehow slid to the floor, controlling their descent by leaning on one another so they ended up uninjured and braced against the wall. It was only when Catie felt carpet on her butt that she realized her jeans and panties were still stuck halfway down her thighs. Danny had pulled up his clothing, but the zipper lay open, the line of hair leading into the waistband drawing her eyes to the part of his body that had just been inside hers.

Her face flushed.