Six(5)

“I know many ways.” He leaned forward, his eyes on my lips before looking up. “I have words… I have touch.” I drew in a ragged breath as his hand moved down the column of my neck. “Where would you like me to start? With my mouth or my body?”

“I can’t have both?”

He chuckled as one hand moved to my waist, drawing me to him, while the other cupped my neck. When his lips touched mine, a jolt of pleasure zapped my clit, making it twitch. I let out a little moan as he slipped his tongue inside, stroking it against my own. Then, it wasn’t just him holding me to his body, it was also my hands knotting in his suit, pulling me up and closer as the electric pulses danced in my veins.

I wanted him. Right there, on the bar stool.

I whimpered when he pulled back, my eyes heavy and cheeks hot.

His hips shifted, pushing his cock into my stomach.

“Can we try that again? Maybe somewhere with at least a little bit of privacy?” I asked, using every bit of strength in me to keep from climbing onto his lap.

He quirked his brow. “How much is a little bit?”

“At this point I don’t care if it’s in the men’s restroom.” There was no covering how breathy my voice was.

He smirked again and reached into his pocket, pulling out one of the hotel’s key cards. “I’d like a little more time with you than a quickie in a stall, no matter how hot that sounds.”

“Then how about we start there and work our way up?”

“Kinky.” He leaned forward, his tongue swiping across my lips. “I like it.”

Large hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me the rest of the way off the bar stool. He threw some bills down for our drinks and grabbed my hand.

I chanced a glance at my coworkers before sneaking out and into the hotel lobby. The heels of my boots clicked on the marble floor, Simon’s long legs and large steps making it difficult to keep up.

Once we reached the elevator bay, he pressed the button and then pushed me against the wall. His fingers pulled at the zipper, teasing.

“Such a lewd dress,” he said as he leaned down, licking the tops of my breasts, biting down with a moan.

“Lewd?” My body wouldn’t stay still. The rough way he grabbed me, his bite. With the small taste he was giving me, he could easily turn out to be the f*ck-beast I so desperately needed.

His fingers dug into my flesh as his hands moved around in a barely contained frenzy. “All I can think about is if you’re wearing anything under it. How easy it would be to open it up and f*ck the sexy body you’re hiding.”

I flung my arms around his shoulders and pulled his lips back down to mine.

How long had it been since I’d been called sexy by a man? Yeah, he was getting whatever he wanted, because I needed the memory to last.

The ping signaling the elevator’s arrival didn’t stop him. He bent over, coaxing my legs up and around his waist as he held on to my ass. Walking the few steps, he pressed me against the wall as he reached out to punch the button for his floor.

His teeth grabbed on to my bottom lip and pulled while his hips arched up, pressing his cock against my clit. There was no doubt in my mind my thong was soaked through. I was so turned on, I’d probably come if he stuffed me with his cock right there.

Fire in my veins heated, pulsing through me with each beat of my heart.

Either there was nobody in the halls, or we were completely oblivious to everything but each other as we exited and he took however many steps it was to his room. With each bounce came another hit to my clit, and I was whimpering, ready to meet his beast.

The moment we were inside his room he kicked the door shut. I still couldn’t believe what I was doing with a stranger, but the chemistry between us was off the charts hot. Stranger or not, I needed him in the worst ways.

I bounced as he threw me down on the bed, letting out a small giggle. The excitement bubbled through me as he loomed over me.

He grabbed my breast, pinching the nipple between his fingers, exciting me more as he worked his way to the zipper. With each inch the zipper moved, revealing the skin beneath, his eyes darkened. He licked his lips as the split opened up, exposing my lacy bra. Groaning, his brow furrowed when he reached the bottom, viewing all of me.

I smiled up at him, letting him get a good look before I sat up. He didn’t even seem to notice me working his belt open, but when his breathing sped up, I knew I had his full attention. I couldn’t help running my palm against the defined dick straining his slacks as I opened his belt and popped open the button.

Yanking on one corner, the zipper slid down. I trailed my fingers along the elastic waistband of his briefs, earning a twitch from his cock. He stared down at me, my flitting glance catching the look of absolute primal desire focused on me.

Nothing like a sexy guy staring at you like you’re the most desirable woman he’d ever seen.

I maneuvered the waistband over the bulge, teasing both of us as I exposed just the head and then each veiny, hard inch.

When was the last time I’d sucked a cock? Who knew, but I couldn’t help salivating over the specimen in front of me. Above average length and girth with a slight, upward curve.

My * clenched in anticipation of what was going to happen, of the toe-curling pleasure I knew he could deliver.

I ran my tongue around the head, moving down the underside of his shaft, wetting it before I wrapped my lips around and made my way down. His groans were encouraging as I worked to get as much of him in my mouth as possible before I began to choke.