by Aliyah Burke
All he’d wanted to do was bite, lick, and suck. Christ, even now—just thinking of her—his cock stiffened in his pants. He wanted her bad. Yes, he’d loved women before, but this was different. This woman got to him on a molecular level.
“Fuck it!” he uttered, flopping on to his back. Eyes closed he tried to forget he’d just buried his best friend.
He slept through all of the next day and was back at the bar the following night. Sat in the same booth and watched the door. He only nursed his drink this time. Hours passed, and he was ready to get up and leave when someone slid in across from him. He snapped his head over to growl, only to find himself staring into sparkling tortoiseshell eyes.
It took him a few moments to remember to breathe. She put his visual recollection of her to shame. Unlike last night, her hair fell loose around her face. Her large eyes peered at him unblinkingly. How did she get here without me knowing?
She reached out and took his drink from him, moving it to the side. He reacted swiftly, capturing her hand in his. Hers was almost delicate, but he could feel both strength and calluses. He threaded their fingers, pleased to be touching her again, and returned his gaze to her face.
“Thought you had an early flight.” He stroked the inside of her wrist with his thumb.
“I missed it.”
“Babysitting tonight?”
“Nope.”
He swallowed. “Come with me.”
Her response was to get to her feet and tug him up. He went willingly and drew her in close. Damn but he wanted to kiss her. Her confusion when he didn’t was obvious.
“I kiss you now, sweets, and we will be fucking right here on this table.” He watched heat flare in her eyes, making them almost molten gold. “Let’s go.”
He slid his arm around her waist and headed for the door. He moved the tips of his fingers in small circles on her hip. Outside he waved for a cab then looked at her.
She wore another amazing outfit. A tight ribbed coral tank top and another short leather skirt, black this time. More fuck-me heels, the colour of which matched her shirt.
“Why’d you come back?” he asked as the cab took them to his hotel.
“I don’t know. I tried to get on the plane but I couldn’t.”
He leaned close and nuzzled the side of her neck. She smelt as delicious as she had yesterday. He licked along her pulse and his cock throbbed at her answering moan.
“You okay with this?” He had to be sure.
She moved her head to the side, giving him better access. “Yes,” she said on a breathy sigh.
He shifted and placed his hand on her thigh, stroking just above her knee on the inside. He kissed her. Sucked on her tongue and searched for all the corners he could find. She leaned into him, one hand settling on his chest. Her response was explosive and he wanted to be away from public eyes.
The cab stopped and he barely looked at the man before tossing him some bills to cover the fare. Her hand in his, he led the way to his room. He was on her the second the door closed behind them.
Control gone, he dominated her mouth as he gripped her ass and pulled her flush to his rampant erection, ensuring she felt it. Her fingers threaded in his hair, pulling lightly, and he growled, a warning, or a promise, he wasn’t sure.
“Bed,” he rasped, tearing his mouth from hers. God, he was burning up. From the inside out.
“No. Here. Now.”
He fished a condom out of his pocket, freed himself, then sheathed his stiff cock. Pushing up her skirt, he found a fire-engine-red lace thong. “Shit, you’re killing me here.”
He yanked on it, relishing how it snapped beneath his tug. There was no foreplay and no gentle words of love. He gripped the base of his cock and moved it along her wet slit then slammed home hard. Her scream of pleasure raced up his spine.
Fuck me! He began to move within her hot, tight pussy as the velvet walls held him.
Fuck me!
Jaydee Amos moaned again and again, as the man pinning her against the wall drilled his cock into her over and over. He stretched her, filled her, and blew her mind. It was rough, and not at all sweet or tender. It was perfect.
His mouth latched on to her neck as he thrust into her. She scraped her nails along the back of his neck and shoulder. Lifting a leg, she hooked it around his waist. He grunted, palmed a breast, and moved faster. She came hard when he tweaked her nipple and grazed his teeth along her neck. He erupted soon after that, his powerful body shuddering before seeming to sink into her.
He drew back and she smiled at him, a languid smile. A well-pleasured smile. His tanned skin was covered in sweat. He had hazel eyes that burned with hunger. One hand brushed some of her sweaty hair back.
“Bed now,” he demanded, whipping off his shirt.
Her mouth went dry at the sight of his chiselled torso. He was all ridges and rippling muscles. She reached out to touch him, felt the sweat and dragged her fingers over one pectoral. Inside her, his cock hardened.
When he withdrew, she bit back a whimper of disappointment. One that changed to a moan of approval as he shucked the rest of his clothes. Not an ounce of fat on him. His cock, again hard, stood out proudly from a nest of black hair. It was bare and the evidence of his cum was smeared along the head. He’d disposed of the condom. She stretched out to touch him, only to stop at his gravelled command.
“Undress.”
She removed her shirt and followed with her bra. His eyes darkened and she moved to her skirt. His cock bobbed and it sidetracked her for a moment.
“Leave the shoes,” he said, dragging a finger around one puckered nipple.
So she did.
He laid her back on the bed and settled himself between her legs. She stared at him, lost in the intensity of his eyes. His fingers skimmed over her pussy and she widened her legs in silent invitation. He ripped open another condom and covered himself. She didn’t even recall him grabbing more foil packets. Then he slid the broad head of his shaft into her and nothing else mattered. Over and over again, he escorted her to the pinnacle of pleasure only to back off and start over. The first time had taken the edge off his need and now he seemed content to go slow. She burned all over as he flexed in her with nice, easy strokes.
“Harder.” She worked her internal muscles.
He shuddered. “Slow and gentle.”
Her protest was stopped when he drew a nipple into the warmth of his mouth.
“Ahh!” she cried, arching into him. “Oh…yes…sweet…” She continued to babble as he thrust in tandem with the sucks on her breast. So many sensations bombarded her.
His rumble vibrated against her nipple as he powered deep and she exploded around him. She gripped him as he released the control and pistoned his hips into her. Over and over. Unrelenting. Like a machine. Willingly, she met each thrust, hungry for more, her heels grinding into his ass. He came with a roar and collapsed on her. The room smelt of sex and sweat.
Exhausted, she barely moved when he withdrew and left the bed. She cracked her eyes open when his touch was on her feet. How sweet, he’s removing my shoes.
Boneless, Jaydee sank against him after he turned off the light, climbed back into bed, and covered them with the blankets. Thoughts of leaving were the furthest thing from her mind as he draped a corded, muscular arm over her waist and tucked her in close. She fell asleep with his deep breathing in her ear and his scent in her nose. There was also the warmth and security of his touch.
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About the Author
Aliyah Burke is an avid reader and is never far from pen and paper (or the computer). She is married to a career military man, and they have a German Shepherd, two Borzois, and a DSH cat. Her days are spent sharing her time between work, writing, and dog training.
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