by Stella Rhys
“That was cruel,” he said at me as he ordered a bourbon.
“What was?”
“Whatever you were just doing to remind me of your hands on my dick,” he said as he leaned into me to grab his lowball off the bar. I caught the scent of crisp cologne mixed with fresh soap and my toes curled as I imagined him getting out of the shower just thirty minutes ago.
“You should know it was Sara who texted you before.”
“Yeah? You didn’t want me here?” Lukas brought his glass to his curved lips. All eyes around us were staring at him but his were strictly on me, and it made my cheeks heat up.
“I did and I didn’t. But I’m glad you’re here now,” I finally said, peering at Rachel trying to push her way back to us. “Partially because of that one but also because I should thank you for the paella the other night.”
“You liked it?”
“I loved it. I was practically licking the plate,” I smiled, watching his eyes dip to my tongue as I said the word “lick.”
“Wish I could’ve seen that.”
I laughed. “It wasn’t as sexy as you’re imagining.”
“Well, only I get to decide what I find sexy about you and in case you haven’t noticed yet, it’s most things,” Lukas said, oblivious to the train of Sara’s coworkers who passed by to check him out and give me a big thumbs up. When I narrowed playful eyes and shook my head at them, he laughed. “For example, that.”
“What?”
“That look. You’re annoyingly sexy when you’re pissed off.”
“Oh? Is that why you’re so eager to piss me off all the time?”
Lukas tilted his chin up in a challenge. “When was the last time I pissed you off, Lia?” he asked. “Can you name it in two seconds or are you just trying to find reasons to stay mad at me?”
“Why would I need to do that?”
“Because you want to think you can do another three years of all work and no play, but you also know you feel better than you’ve ever felt in your life since fucking me, Lia,” Lukas said, watching my cheeks go red. “And you just can’t stand for that to be true, can you?” he smirked just as Rachel sidestepped her way back over to us.
“Whoa, there, Lia!” Hugging Lukas’s arm to her chest, she wiggled a finger at me. “Look at you trying to get all flirty, girl! You almost look like you know what you’re doing.”
“Thank you so much, Rachel. But as much as I love your backhanded compliments, would you mind giving me a second alone with Lukas?”
“Well, damn. Since when did you get so bold, Lia?”
I took a drink and looked up at Lukas. “When did I get so bold, Lukas?”
He read the look on my face. “Probably the night I took you to dinner and did bad things to you in the hall.” My jaw fell as Rachel choked on her drink. Despite her cough attack, Lukas kept his eyes trained on me. “I still have your panties by the way.”
Oh my God.
Rachel was frozen for what felt like a good five seconds but then with an awkward mutter and a half-complete sentence, she turned on her heel and marched off. Hand clamped over my mouth, I stared at Lukas.
“Sorry if I misread that situation,” he said, mischief curling his lips. “Thought you wouldn’t mind me saying all that in front of her.”
“That was actually kind of fun for me.”
“Kind of?”
I smirked. “Fine. Extremely.”
“Alright,” Lukas nodded in approval. “And now that we’re on the topic of confessions, why don’t you go ahead and admit one more thing for me.”
My breath shortened as he drew closer, his hand on my lap and his lips painfully close to mine. “What’s that?”
“That you want to see me again. That I make you feel better than anyone else has made you feel in a very long time.”
“Fine. I want to see you again,” I murmured as the bar lights dimmed. “I like the way you make me feel.”
“You love the way I make you feel.”
“I love it,” I said between my teeth.
“Is your pussy wet for me right now?”
I glared. “Do I really need to answer that here?”
“No. Not with the way you’re squirming,” Lukas smirked, hand on my lap as he slid his empty glass across the bar. I closed my eyes as I caught his scent again. “Jesus. I can feel your thighs twitching, Lia,” he murmured, gazing down at them. “Do you want me to fuck you in this bar?”
“No.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“No.” I looked away, scanning the crowd for anyone watching as Lukas slipped his fingertips just under my skirt. My mouth parted as they inched up further. His skin was warm but it felt ice cold against my burning thighs. I exhaled as he leaned in to kiss my neck, sliding his hand swiftly up my skirt and snapping my thong just as he pressed his lips against me. “Lukas,” I gasped as he swept his tongue over my neck, thrusting his hand between my thighs and sliding his fingers inside me, utterly ruthless as he pumped his wrist for two hot, hard seconds.
Holy shit, holy shit. We were at a bar, surrounded by people. And he was inside me.
But just as quickly as it happened, Lukas drew back completely, leaving me breathless and panting on my barstool. The void he left between my legs made my nails dig into the bottom of my seat. He grinned as he eyed me.
“Tell me how many times you’ve touched yourself in the past four days,” he said, tugging his bottom lip with the fingers he’d just had inside me. My pussy throbbed as I watched him lick his lips.
“Every night since the one you fucked me,” I breathed. “How many times did you fuck another girl and think of me?”
“None. I jerked off.”
“How much?”
“A fucking ridiculous amount.”
“What did you think about?” I asked, increasingly breathless as Lukas’s eyes blazed into me.
“What do you think?” he countered, irritated. “I thought about how big your eyes got when you first looked at my cock. I thought about all the little sounds you made when you sucked on it. Like you’d never tasted anything so good.” Lukas tightened his jaw, his hand on the bar becoming a fist. “Trust me, Lia. It’s been a rough fucking four days. All I wanted was to drown myself in you and think about nothing else but instead I had to jerk off to the thought of you while knowing you were right across the hall. Probably in the shower. Maybe asleep.” His green eyes darkened. “I’ll admit I fantasized pretty often about kicking your damned door down and just fucking you over the kitchen counter.” He grinned as he let his gaze drop. “Wouldn’t mind seeing those perfect tits dipped in chocolate.”
Holy God. “Lukas, maybe we should get going…”
“No. You’re going to wait for a little,” he said with satisfaction as I stared pleadingly. “Trust me, Lia. You can survive the next four minutes if I survived the past four days.”
“Lukas, no,” I whimpered as he cupped the back of my neck and kissed under my jaw. I closed my eyes, grateful for his hand under my skirt again.
“You can do it,” he chuckled, tickling my thigh.
“I can’t… please, just take me somewhere right now.”
“Only if you promise me one thing,” he whispered, the crowd swelling around us as he teased my clit over my thong. “No more rules and restrictions. I live across the hall from you. If I want to see you, I’m going to knock on your door. If you want to see me, you’re not going to stop yourself anymore.” He pressed down on my clit. “Is that a deal?”
My head spun. “Yes. Deal,” I exhaled.
“Alright. Then let’s go.”
15
LUKAS
“Please, Lukas…”
Fuck, I could listen to that smart mouth beg me all night.
My dick was fighting my jeans. It was dying for some action already but I was taking my time with Lia. She just looked so damned good sprawled out for me on a white bed, in just black panties, shamelessly begging to be fucked.
Undoin
g my button and zipper, I glanced over at her clothes strewn in a trail from the door to the bed, littering the floor of the suite. “I want to be loud.” That was her hot little argument for booking a room somewhere instead of going home. I didn’t need to be told twice. I was curious myself to see just how loud she could get. There was a lot she was holding back and I wanted it out. So we went to a hotel.
Once I stepped out of my jeans, I pulled her thong down her legs.
“Spread your pussy for me,” I said. She obliged immediately, back arched and tits pushed out as she pushed her fingers against her wet folds. I grinned in disbelief. “Fuck. You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you?”
“No.”
“My view begs to differ.”
“You do it to me,” she groaned, reaching to touch herself. But she whined when I climbed onto the bed and gathered her hands, tucking them under her back and winding her thong around her wrists. The fact that she barely reacted to the restraints had my balls aching. She didn’t care that she was tied up. Completely naked. All she could think of was one thing and that turned me on to no end.
“Please fuck me,” Lia whispered, her breasts bouncing lightly as she writhed on the bed. “I can’t wait anymore. I can’t, Lukas, I swear…”
“Patience.”
In one stroke, I rolled the condom on and nudged the head of my dick against her seam. She gasped and spread her legs wider for me, displaying herself to me, begging me with every part of her body. Christ, it was hot. I meant to tease her, to make her wait a little longer. But she was whimpering and moaning on the bed. She was so unabashedly needy, I had to give in.
“Yes!” she cried as I plunged inside her.
“Fuck. So good, baby,” I groaned against her neck. She was so perfectly wet, so perfectly tight and warm. I slid my hands under her ass, lifting it off the bed and giving myself room to push deeper into her pussy. “Jesus Christ… you feel unbelievable, Lia. Fucking unreal.”
Her walls clenched around me but she was so fucking wet my cock slid in and out with ease. Catching her mouth with mine, I kissed her the way I’d been waiting to for what felt like ages. I refused to waste an inch of her, sinking deep in her pussy, filling my hands with her body, tasting her tongue and sucking her lips.
“Keep doing that,” I murmured as she moved her hips to meet my every push. It was a fucking sauna as the sounds of her thrusts and moans filled the room. I buried my face in her neck as I rocked inside her, rewarding myself with her incredible body. Feeling her tits bounce under me, I drew back, still inside her as I went on my knees to take in the full view. “God, you’re beautiful.” I spread her knees wide, soaking in the view of my cock sliding in and out of her, tip to base, over and over.
“Lukas! Don’t stop,” Lia begged in a panic when I pulled out, drawing back further to climb off the bed. But she exhaled with relief when I pulled her to the edge, grinning at the sight of her hands still bound behind her back, her legs wide open and her pussy so wet it made the skin on her thighs glisten.
“You’re going to feel me deeper inside you this time,” I said, staring down at her. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” she breathed urgently. “Just do it, please.”
Pushing her knees up, I sank myself back inside her, soaking in her long, ragged moan and the sight of her tits bouncing with my every push inside her. It was fucking mesmerizing.
“So perfect.” I gazed down at her, gripping tighter on her legs. “You don’t know what you do to me, Lia,” I growled. “No. Fucking. Clue.” I punctuated every word with a thrust deeper than the last. “Go on, baby,” I grinned as her moans grew louder. “Say my name.”
Every time she cried it out, I fucked her harder.
“Again.”
“Lukas! I’m coming!”
Surprise spread my lips as her hands broke free to grip my thighs and claw the sheets.
“Fuck, baby.” My balls churned as I watched her squeeze her own tits, and my abs burned as I grinded ferociously inside her. “Fuck.” I gnashed my teeth as she tightened mercilessly around my swollen cock. “Do it. Let me feel that pussy come all over me.”
“Lukas!”
“Yes,” I groaned. “Come, baby.”
With one last slam of the hips, she fell apart underneath me. My head rolled back as I felt all of it. The pleasure that surged her body rippled over my cock and with a deep, guttural sound, I flexed, pumping my hot release inside her.
Holy fuck.
My head was light as I collapsed on top of her, grinning through my breathlessness as she wrapped her eager arms around me, kissing me back with such sweet desperation I could taste it. I could taste her awe and gratification and I was instantly addicted. I wanted to show her everything I could do to her body. Everything I could make her feel.
Catching my breath on my back, I watched Lia roll onto her stomach, still panting as she smiled shyly at me. She was so gorgeous with her cheeks glowing and her hair in her eyes that all it took was her climbing onto my chest for me to stop breathing. I didn’t say a word as I watched her nestle into my body and relax, taking only a couple minutes to doze off into a dream. The smile that drifted onto my lips stayed there as I reached over my head and grabbed a pillow, stuffing it under my neck so I could stay still for her as she slept. I was tired myself but I forced my eyes awake.
I didn’t want to miss a second of this.
16
LIA
I’d woken up a few minutes ago and I was still surprisingly relaxed despite the several things I should technically worry about. For starters, it was 10AM and I was alone. Lukas was nowhere in sight and judging from the feel of the bed, he’d been gone for awhile. On top of that, I couldn’t see my clothes anywhere and I didn’t even have my phone to call anyone.
But I did have to laugh at myself for leaving The Margot in such a rush last night that I didn’t even bother finding Sara to get my phone back. It didn’t even cross my mind because of whatever Lukas had done to me at the bar. I couldn’t remember when or how it started but with just a few words, he had me drunk off lust. The haze he put me in clearly lasted throughout the night because as I sat up, I realized I was noticing the hotel room for the first time, despite spending my night there.
It had been just a rush of skin, heat and need last night. I hadn’t even taken the time to look around and appreciate that this was easily the nicest hotel room I’d ever stayed at. Sunlight drenched the suite, bouncing off every shiny glass surface and bringing out the champagne hues of all the furniture. The bed itself was twice the size of mine at home and the only reason I felt compelled to get out was to check out the bathroom.
“Whoa,” I murmured, feeling delightfully girlish as my eyes fluttered about the shimmery white marble and cream tile. Next to the basin sink was a tall, white orchid I couldn’t imagine was real.
Just as I leaned over to finger the petal, I heard the front door open.
I spun around to find Lukas already watching me in the doorframe, a crooked smile drifting onto his lips as his stare slid up my naked body. He took his time admiring me as he removed his ear buds, winding the wire into a neat circle before tucking it into the pocket of his black sweats.
“Hi,” I said softly, recognizing that he’d just come back from a workout. The T-shirt he peeled off his torso was soaked in sweat and his hair was damp, tousled in a way that curved the edges of my lips.
“What?” he asked with amusement.
I shook my head. “Nothing. Just looking at you.”
“Same,” he said, breathing deep as he eyed me. “God, I want to put my hands all over you right now but I was just running and I don’t want to get you all dirty.”
“You got me pretty dirty last night, so by all means,” I smirked, giggling when my words compelled him to drop his bag immediately and come straight to me.
I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me, cupping my ribs and stroking his thumbs over my nipples till they hardened. I closed my eyes and breathed in hi
s natural scent, getting hot the second he pressed my naked chest against his. I normally hated sweat – mine or anyone else’s – but Lukas’s set off something carnal in my body and before I knew it, he was palming my pussy. He let two fingers tease my wet folds as he kissed me back out into the bedroom. But instead of laying me on the bed, he surprised me by spinning my body and pushing my naked breasts up against cold glass.
“Lukas!” I gasped, opening my eyes to stare out the enormous window and over the Hudson River. My palms were flat against the glass as he shoved his sweats halfway down his thighs, already breathing hard. I heard the crinkle of a condom as his erection grazed my back and in seconds, his cock was rubbing against me. “Lukas, people will see…”
“Let them see how beautiful you are,” he murmured, groaning as I arched my back to sink my pussy down on his cock. “Holy shit.” He sucked in a sharp breath as I slowly swiveled my hips, grinding back against him, gradual with my pace till he was all the way inside me. “Fuck. Look at you, baby.”
A dirty grin spread my lips. Because the harder I rode him, the harder I pressed my tits to the window and as terrified as I was that someone might see, I couldn’t stop myself. It was a flood of sensation with the cold glass on my nipples and his steel cock pummeling inside me. It felt wild and wrong and completely out of control. But it also felt so. Outrageously. Good.
“You like that, don’t you?” Lukas demanded. A burst of heat shot to my core when he pulled a fistful of my hair. “You like showing those perfect tits off, don’t you?”
I didn’t want to answer because it was fucked up that I did. This was dirty. Pure filth. But I’d never felt sexier in my life.
“You turned me into this,” I panted, grinning because I knew what my sass did to him. With a low growl, Lukas palmed the underside of my ass. He caressed it gently for a teasing second – then he gave it a spank that echoed the room. A sharp gasp escaped my throat.
“I brought it out of you,” he corrected. My skin stung but before it could fully recover, he spanked me hard again. “But trust me, it’s been there,” he murmured, cursing under his breath as he felt my body’s reaction to his harsh blows. “Christ,” he whispered. “You’re dripping, baby. Do you hear it?”