Just a Kiss

by Tabatha Kiss

  Why does that just make me adore him even more?

  He listens for me again as I reach behind my back. I unhook my bra, not really caring if he hears the slight turn of my arm along the water’s surface.

  His head flicks in my direction. “Marco...”

  “Polo.”

  I don’t try to run this time. I reach beneath the water, slowly sliding out of my panties as Hayden drifts toward me.

  “Marco...” he says again.

  “Polo...” I answer, stepping backward toward the pool’s edge.

  He widens his stride, overtaking the distance between us. He extends his arms, wanting to trap me within his wide wingspan and I’m not about to fight my way out of that either.

  My back touches the wall and I wait.

  Hayden pauses for a second, listening closely as he moves his head, no doubt wondering if I outsmarted him in some way. “Marco?” he asks.

  I chuckle. “Polo,” I say in front of him.

  He pushes forward, locking me against the wall. His fingertips finally graze my skin, softly touching my shoulders as he firmly pins me in place.

  “Gotcha,” he says.

  I rest my hands on his hips underwater. “Whoops,” I say.

  His hand slides from my shoulder to my neck, tilting my head up as he steps even closer. He leans in for the kiss but stops the moment his bare chest touches mine. His smile twitches as his other hand lands on my exposed breast.

  “You’re naked,” he says, his breath grazing my cheek.

  “I am,” I say.

  “You weren’t before...”

  I laugh again. “Nope.”

  I reach up to slide the blindfold off his eyes. He blinks to shake off the water droplets before locking his gaze on mine, his eyes never straying below my cheeks. My breath quickens as my tongue swells and my senses burst. I’m not sure if I want him to devour me whole or pick away at me piece-by-piece. It won’t matter, as long as I’m his tonight.

  “Aren’t you gonna look?” I ask, biting my cheek.

  Hayden shakes his head once. “Not yet.”

  He puts the slightest bit of pressure on my chin, tilting it a little further upward toward his lips. He leaves a soft kiss on the edge of my mouth, then another, and another, drawing a gentle line back to my earlobe. I shudder as his teeth etch my skin, my knees quake, begging to sink me, but Hayden holds me afloat as his kiss drops to my neck.

  Hayden hoists me up and pins me even harder against the wall. Water rushes down my naked chest, pouring over his tongue as he licks from my belly to my breasts. I run my fingers through his wet hair, urging him to tempt and tease me, and he obeys by putting his hands on me. They roam my curves, cup my naked breasts, grab at my hips. My knees spread with need, hugging the sides of his body as he reaches both hands down to cup my rear.

  Hayden kisses my cleavage, slowly tasting my skin on his way to my nipples. He pulls one into his mouth, just barely using his teeth to pinch me, and my body responds. Heat spreads throughout my core, aching and throbbing as I wrap my arms around his wide shoulders just to feel more of him.

  “God, I want you,” he whispers as he bites my other nipple. “I need you so much...”

  I whimper in his arms. “Yes,” I moan.

  “You drive me crazy, Penny.” He kisses up my neck, aiming for my mouth. “Since the moment I saw you...”

  He crushes his lips on mine and gently seduces my tongue with his. His taste ignites the heat in me, forcing me to do nothing more but submit and kiss him back.

  “Hayden...” I sigh. “Take me.”

  A growl teases the back of his throat. “I want to fuck you — here and now. I want to make you scream my name...”

  I shudder, the warm desert air tingling the moisture on my skin. “Yes...”

  Hayden yanks me closer and I feel his erection press into my thigh. I want to reach down and guide him inside but he takes a step back from the wall and carries me with him toward the pool stairs. He bites into my neck, leaving fierce kisses all over me until he finally drops me into the second stair just outside of the pool. I keep my legs spread and he kneels between them, towering over me as we kiss harder and harder.

  I push his boxers down over his ass to free his cock. Hayden braces his arms on the stairs and watches me as I look down his fully naked body for the first time. Water drips down his torso, riding up and down the stiff muscles poking out. My tongue twitches as I imagine licking that water off him...

  I bring the fantasy to life. I push up to kiss his hard chest, leaning down to leave licks and kisses on his abs and belly. Hayden’s breath quickens and he takes a step up, resting a hand on the back of my neck while I taste as much of him as I please.

  His cock grows harder and digs into my shoulder, just begging for me to slip it into my mouth, but Hayden stops me as soon as I kiss down his happy trail.

  He guides me down onto my back again and kisses me. I draw my legs higher up his hips. My core throbs with need, wanting to feel him fuck me so badly.

  “Wait,” he whispers, our lips grazing. “Not here.”

  I hold my breath. “What?”

  “Come on.”

  I take his hand and he helps me out of the pool. We move quickly, gathering our clothes as we rush toward the changing room just outside of the elevator. Hayden doesn’t bother stopping to put on his clothes. He just grabs two towels off the wall and hands one to me before loosely wrapping his around his waist.

  I follow suit, laughing as I cover myself up. He holds me close, planting kisses wherever he can as we wait for the elevator to arrive.

  The doors slide open and Hayden quickly pushes me on, pinning me to the wall as he taps 25.

  “25?” I ask he suckles my neck.

  “My room,” is all he says.

  I melt in his arms, keeping one hand pinched at my chest to hold my towel up. His towel has split open in front of him, revealing his hard, throbbing—

  The elevator chimes and the doors slide open on the 25th floor. Hayden takes a step back, calmly shifting his shaft out of sight with one hand and keeping a tight grip on me with the other. I step off, following close behind him with our clothes slumped together in the crook of my other arm.

  We reach room 2507 and Hayden twists back toward me. He grabs his pants and fishes his wallet out of his pocket, quickly sliding a keycard out and swiping it through the reader on his door.

  It flashes from red and green and I step forward to enter but Hayden takes hold of me again. I gasp as he kisses me and firmly embraces me between him and the doorframe.

  “You...” His breath sparks fire down my spine. “You are so beautiful.”

  We tumble together into the room and we both instantly drop our damp towels to the floor, along with the rest of whatever the hell we have in our hands. Hayden moves us with his eyes closed while I take the opportunity to snoop around his suite.

  “Whoa,” I say.

  “What?” he asks, his voice muffled against my neck.

  My gaze jumps from the view to the writing desk to the en-suite bath to the giant bed. “What a difference five floors makes…”

  Hayden chuckles. “Pretty swanky, right?”

  “Uh. Yeah.”

  He scoops me up into his thick arms. “Then, I guess I’ll have to try extra hard to keep your attention,” he says.

  I laugh as he drops me onto his bed. “Good luck.”

  He lowers onto the bed with me. Tiny droplets of water fall from his hair onto my belly as he leans over to kiss above my navel. I shudder as his mouth switches from kisses to licks to bites at random, marking me all over as he begins a slow descent downward.

  “Hayden,” I whisper, running my fingers through his wet hair.

  He doesn’t stop, his mouth just inches away from my thighs. From where he was this morning before we got interrupted.

  But there’s no one to stop us now.

  “Yeah?” he asks, gently nudging my knees open.

  I tremble, his teeth e
tching my right thigh. “I’m on the pill,” I say. “Is there any reason we need anything more than that?”

  Hayden peeks up at me. “No,” he answers.

  “Are you sure?”

  His lips curl. “Yes, I’m sure. Are you sure?”

  I gasp as he kisses my mound. “I’m sure,” I breathe out.

  “Good.” He pushes up and draws close to my lips. “Because I’m dying to know…” he kisses me once, “how it feels…” twice, “to be inside of you.”

  I cup his face, holding him near me as we kiss a third time. I moan lightly, unable to respond to his words as my core heats up and my nerves dance for his touch.

  I reach between our bodies, taking hold of his throbbing cock. My fingers tremble as they wrap around him and I look down at his impressive girth, though I’m not really sure why I’m so surprised.

  Things really are bigger and better at a Botsford Plaza.

  Hayden inhales sharply as stroke his pre-cum soaked tip with my palm. The pleasure on his face sparks my own, driving me to hook my legs around him and align our bodies.

  “Penny,” he whispers.

  “Do it,” I say, rubbing his tip against my clit. “I want you to.”

  Hayden rises and balances on his knees as he shifts our bodies a little closer. I lie back, admiring his hard abs as his eyes travel my curves. I release my hold on his dick and he takes it, quickly resuming that sweet rub along my lips and clit.

  “You’re so wet,” he says, teasing my entrance.

  I twitch with anticipation. My chest heaves and my toes curl. I spread my knees a little wider, giving myself over to him, and he smiles.

  “So fucking beautiful,” he whispers, his eyes landing on my face.

  I smother the tears begging to take hold. This is all just too crazy, right? Here’s a man who, realistically, wouldn’t look twice at a girl like me. Would he even have given me the time of day if I hadn’t have waved a little money under his nose? Our paths were never supposed to cross and yet… here we are.

  Hayden angles his cock and pierces my entrance. I gasp as my pussy quivers around his crown, stretching to take his width, but the pulsing need in me gives no resistance as he slides in an inch.

  He leans down and kisses me without thrusting. “Are you okay?” he asks.

  “Yeah.” I nod, looking down. “You’re just…” I chuckle purposefully.

  Our lips graze and he kisses me again.

  “I’ll go slow,” he says, a deep growl in his throat as he eases upward again. “At first.”

  He lays his hands on my hips, holding me in place as I grab the pillow over my head. I keep my eyes down, watching as he smoothly strokes the first thick inch of him in and out of me, keeping his promise to go slowly.

  “More,” I beg, passion driving my urges.

  Hayden pushes in, filling me with another inch. I tremble for him as pleasure rushes up my spine and he tightens his grip on my hips.

  “Damn, you’re tight,” he breathes. “Feels so good and I’m barely even inside…”

  I laugh. “I don’t suppose telling you to think of baseball will help in your case?”

  He thrusts to give me another inch and we both groan in pleasure.

  “Not usually…” Hayden angles his tip to massage my inner walls. “But, goddamn…” he grunts as his hips buck slowly, “this might be the first place I love more than a stadium.”

  I tilt my hips, making his cock rub up along my spot. “Right there. Don’t stop,” I say, biting my lip.

  Hayden flexes to hold his angle as he fucks me. I squeeze him from the inside and he groans from the back of his throat.

  “Fuck,” he whispers.

  He lays one hand on my mound and presses his thumb into my clit, firmly rocking the throbbing bud in time with his thrusts. I moan as inner and outer pleasures collide and torture me from head-to-toe.

  “You like that?” he asks, a teasing voice on his tongue.

  “Yes,” I answer, my body pulsing.

  “You gonna come for me, Penny?”

  My teeth chatter. “Yes.”

  Oh, fuck yes.

  He cups my bouncing breast with his hand, feeling me all over while the other stays busy on my clit. I mewl for him, submitting completely to his whim as tension builds inside of me.

  Yes. Fuck yes. I’ll come for him. I’ll bend over. I’ll throw my legs over his shoulders. I’ll fall to my knees for him right this second if he’ll just… keep…

  Fucking me.

  I convulse, teetering on the edge of climax. “Hayden,” I moan.

  “Come,” he demands.

  Hell yes.

  I squeeze the pillow beneath my head, holding on while the rest of me lets go. The orgasm tears me apart and I release a loud, moaning scream as Hayden continues his sharp focus on me. Rubbing and thrusting, he refuses to offer any reprieve from the perfect agony taking over me. I try to push his hand off my clit but he refuses to move it, prolonging the torture for just a little longer.

  I chuckle, desperately trying to speak. “Hayden,” I manage.

  He laughs and drops his hands to my hips as he continues that slow, aching thrust. I look down, watching his thickness take me over and over again and gasping with each twitching sensation still rocking my core.

  Hayden grabs my wrists and leans forward, easily pinning my hands above my head. “You feel…” he kisses me hard, shoving his tongue into my willing mouth, “so fucking amazing.”

  I tremble beneath his towering form, still barely able to form words. Hayden eases forward, penetrating me even more. My mouth sags and his growl turns animalistic as he takes me faster. I watch him move, my eyes locked on his body. Those thick pecs and washboard abs, so tight and toned. I bet he could fuck me like this all night if I asked him nicely enough.

  “Are you okay?” he asks, staring deep into my eyes.

  I melt even more. “Yes,” I answer, smiling.

  “You’re still so tight…”

  I squeeze around his cock and he stops, letting out a deep, pleasurable laugh as he composes himself.

  “Fuck,” he groans.

  I kiss him, tasting his growl. “You like that?” I tease.

  He chuckles. “It’s all right,” he jokes.

  I tighten again and he crushes his mouth on mine, playfully biting my bottom lip before pushing up. He slides out of me and pulls me with him, spinning me around onto my stomach before I can even react.

  He leans over me, his cock pressing against my lower back. “Can I come in you?” he asks, his lips grazing my ear.

  I moan without thinking. “Yes,” I say.

  His hand touches my face, gently guiding my head back to look at him. He gives me a deep, lingering kiss as he aligns himself from behind. I kiss him back, my body begging to feel him inside again.

  Hayden smiles as he pokes my slit, playfully teasing another moan out of me. “Spread your legs,” he whispers.

  I obey, parting my knees and giving him all of me as our tongue entwine. He thrusts into me, filling me as deeply as he can go and my entire body quivers with pleasure.

  “Penny,” he says, his voice breathy and wild.

  “Faster,” I say, kissing him between words. “I want you to…”

  He pounds me harder, pinning me down and grinding me against the bed. I moan into his mouth as he groans into mine. We hold onto each other. I lay a hand on the back of his neck as his grips my shoulder.

  “I’m so close,” he says. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me—”

  “Come,” I demand. “I want to feel it.”

  Hayden grunts, his fingers digging hard into my skin. He smothers his mouth into my shoulder and fucks me faster until he can’t take anymore.

  I feel his throbbing cock explode in me, pulsating deep inside. I twist back again, guiding his mouth toward mine so I can kiss him as he comes. We lock lips, sharing our passion until we’re forced to stop and breathe.

  Hayden braces himself up on his arms to keep from c
rushing me. “Turn over,” he says, his voice as sweet as candy.

  I spin onto my back and he balances on his side next to me. His hand instantly climbs my curves, coming to a stop on my face.

  “I’m okay,” I answer with a smile before he can ask.

  “Yeah?” he asks.

  I nod. “This is perfect,” I say.

  Hayden grins and kisses the edge of my mouth. “It really is,” he says.

  I sink deeper into his embrace as I kiss him back.

  Seventeen

  Hayden

  “Damn,” Penelope says, her head resting on my chest as we watch the TV across the suite. “Another home run?”

  I sigh as I gently stroke her bare arm. “Yeah, now you know why they call that guy Home Run Hunter.”

  “Guy’s a machine!” She chuckles. “Is he single?”

  I stop stroking. “No. He is not.”

  “Damn.” Her head turns up and she flashes me a sly smile. “I guess I’m stuck with you, then.”

  I palm her chin, stealing a kiss from her before I let her go. Territorial, maybe. But this is my bed she’s in.

  Penelope settles back down and pulls the sheet a little higher to conceal her breasts again. I plant another soft kiss on her head, silently wondering if she can hear how hard my heart is still pounding in my chest. It’s not every day I bring home a girl that doesn’t mind me watching DVR baseball in bed. Healthier than a cigarette, that’s for sure.

  “You play third base, right?” she asks.

  “Yeah,” I answer, mindlessly touching her arm again.

  “Are you any good?”

  I chuckle. “Yes.”

  “Can I see you play?”

  “I don’t have any old games recorded here,” I say. “But I can get you tickets to a game once I’m back in.”

  She raises her head to look at me again. “Will you hit a homer for me?”

  “I thought I just did,” I joke.

  “Oh, definitely,” she says with a grin.

  “Yes,” I answer, grazing her cheek. “I’ll knock it out of the park for you.”

  She hums in approval. “I’m gonna hold you to that.”

  I kiss her again, my heart still pounding for her. My stomach twitches, a long-ignored hunger itching to take over. “You hungry?” I ask.