One Wild Night (Hollywood Chronicles #1)(11)

She urges my pants off my hips and down my legs, pulling the boxer briefs down with them. She has me totally exposed and hasn't let me even touch her yet.

“Kaylee,” I warn, this time more aggressively.

She pauses, but only momentarily. “Two more minutes. Just give me two minutes. I promise, it'll be worth it.”

Before I even have a chance to reply, she's dropped to her knees, dragging her hands down my stomach along with her. Her fingernails igniting a trail of goose bumps as they travel even farther, where she finally cups my balls in the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, warm lips wrap around the head of my cock, and nothing can stop the low growl that leaves my mouth when her tongue brushes against my sensitive skin. I reach down to lift her chin gently. I want to see Kaylee's blue eyes as she licks and sucks my cock. There is nothing sexier than a woman on her knees with my cock in her mouth. Instinctively, both hands reach for her head, finding the long strands of her blonde hair and I twist the silky strands through my fingers.

As good as this fucking feels, it's my turn to call the shots—it's my turn to taunt, and touch, and taste. In one swift movement, my cock is out of her mouth, and my hands pull her back up to standing.

“Turn around,” I hiss into her ear as I spin her, pressing her chest to the wall. I can hear her rapid breaths and feel her heart pounding against her ribs.

My fingers work the long zipper of her dress where the black fabric falls to a pile at her feet.

“This way.” I guide her carefully from behind down the hallway to my bedroom. Her bare feet slap against the travertine tile until we come to a sudden stop when her knees hit the edge of my bed.

“Hands and knees.” I push her forward onto the plush bed. She inhales sharply but complies.

Good girl, I think to myself with a smile.

I turn on a small lamp that allows just enough light into the room for me to see Kaylee, but not enough to make it feel intrusive.

She's all tan skin and black lace in the middle of my bed, with big blue eyes watching me carefully.

“Kaylee, Kaylee, Kaylee.” I shake my head as I inspect every inch of her on display. Running my hand over the curve of her perfect ass, I make sure to rub the small satin patch that hides the very thing I can't wait to get my lips, my tongue, and my cock on.

She gasps and thrusts as my fingers find her ready and wet. I tsk openly. “Someone is certainly ready, isn't she?” I yank one of her feet out from underneath her, causing her to fall gently to her stomach.

“Roll over,” I hiss, and she does. Her blue eyes watch me intently, waiting for my next move.

“Knees up,” I order her. She hesitates, but once again complies. I position myself at the end of the bed, between her knees. Her perfect tits lay across her chest covered in black lace, allowing me just the slightest peek of her pink nipples underneath.

Reaching forward, I pull the cups of her bra down. Her chest rises and falls quickly with each breath. “Look at you,” I tell her as I roll one of her pink nipples between my thumb and forefinger. “So fucking beautiful, Kaylee.”

My fingers follow the smooth skin of her breasts, down to her stomach, stopping at the edge of her lace panties.

She pulls her lips between her teeth and arches her back, knowing exactly what I want. Lifting her bottom, she makes it all too easy to remove her panties—the only thing that was keeping me from devouring her.

Everything about her is beautiful and has me wanting her. I want to know this woman inside and out. The nervous look in her eyes, the vulnerability written across her face…and the way her body reacts to me, tells me she's scared, but she's trusting me. Everything about her is perfect.

Not Hollywood perfect, but the kind of perfect a man really likes. Not cosmetically enhanced perfect. But the kind of perfect that tells me everything about her is real. Every curve, every lean muscle, every scar is one-hundred percent, Kaylee.

My hands grip her hips, pulling her closer to the edge of the bed. Her knees falling apart, inviting me to touch her. My fingers find her warm and wet. She inhales sharply as my fingers touch her sensitive flesh. Her clit throbs under my touch and little moans escape her as I roll it between my fingers.

The way her body reacts to my touch drives me wild. My cock aches as I take my time exploring her. Sliding one finger and then another inside her tells me everything I need to know—she's as ready as I am. Fuck. She’s tight and wet and I want to take her right now.

“Pax,” she mumbles as she twists her fingers into the comforter of my bed as I hit that spot I knew she’d love.

“Feel good, sweet girl?” I ask, moving my fingers slowly in and out of her. My thumb rolls back and forth over her clit as she gasps for breath. She nods her head frantically and lifts her hips to meet my fingers as they work her over. She exhales loudly as I pull my fingers from her and pull a condom from my bedside drawer. Rolling the thin sheath over my cock, I position myself at her center doing everything to not plunge right into her.

“Look at me, Kaylee,” I instruct her.

Her blue eyes meet mine, full of lust.

“I want to see your eyes when I fill you,” I say quietly as I push inside her slowly. Her eyes flutter closed and back open as I slide into her. Her chest rises and falls with every inch until I've gone as deep as I can.

A small smile tugs at one corner of her lips as I begin to slowly move. “Gonna make you come so hard, Kaylee,” I mutter as I push in and out of her. Her thighs shake and her head falls back farther with every thrust.