Six Floors to the Top (Stuck With You Book 1)

by Karma Kingsley

  By the time I reached Arieon's door, I was panting with anticipation. I balled my fist and knocked twice on the door, my heart racing in my chest with each passing moment. Suddenly, my excitement turned into nervousness. What if he didn't answer? What if he did but he didn't want this?

  Shit, Ellen. What were you thinking? This is a dumb idea. I swallowed and took a step away from the door, preparing to bolt and stilled when I heard a soft click. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.

  My breath caught when the door swung open on a wild haired Arieon, naked from the waist up. Aside from his un-gelled hair, he didn't look like he'd been sleeping. His eyes still shone bright, and his muscles flexed as if he'd just been working out.

  My eyes danced over them, savoring each bicep and ab. And I'd thought he was sexy in a suit. The suits had nothing on his naked torso and a pair of loose sweats.

  "Ellen?" His eyes widened as he took me in. "Wh-what are you...Are you okay?"

  I melted at the concern in his voice. "I-I um..." I twisted my hands together as I searched for the words. I'd felt so confident just moments ago but standing in front of him, I felt silly and uncoordinated.

  "Do you want to come in?" he asked, probably realizing that I was wildly under-dressed for the hallway.

  I nodded and he stepped aside to let me in. As I entered, I took in the room, noticing that it was significantly bigger than my own. "Did you book yourself a suite?" I placed my arms over my chest and stared accusingly at him as he crossed the room to take a seat on the edge of his bed.

  "I like having a kitchen." He shrugged and his thick, muscular shoulders flexed with the motion, reminding me of why I was there.

  "Arieon," I started, taking a deep breath. "I'm not drunk."

  Arieon arched an eyebrow as he stared up at me. "Okay," he said the word slowly, dragging it out. "You came over just to tell me that?"

  "No." I shook my head and gathered my nerves. I forced my hands to stay steady as I undid the button on the jacket. "I came to return your jacket," I said, slipping it off and holding it out to him.

  Arieon tensed up as his gaze rolled over me. The appreciation in his eyes fueled me and I took a step toward him. "Take it," I said, gesturing at the coat.

  Arieon climbed slowly to his feet. He cleared his throat as he reached out for it. "Thank you," he croaked, placing it onto the bed without taking his eyes from me.

  He was completely hypnotized and it made me feel sexy again. All of my nerves fading away. "Arieon, you know the phrase, 'what happens in Denver, stays in Denver?'"

  Arieon smirked. "Pretty sure it's Vegas."

  I took another step toward him closing the distance between us. "Pretend it's Denver," I said, pressing my body against his.

  He shuddered against me and it made heat flare through my core. Holy shit, I had to have him. It wasn't even an option anymore. It was a necessity. I almost cried out in protest when he stepped away from me.

  He ran a hand through his hair and moved to the side to put distance between us. "Ellen, what are you saying? What are you offering here, because I need to be clear."

  I swallowed. I'd know I was going to have to say it but for some reason, I was still reluctant. "I want you, Arieon and I can't seem to control it." I took a breath. "So, while we're here, I thought...Just something unmessy and uncomplicated. When we get back to New York... A clean break, you know?" I put my hand to my head. God, I sounded like an idiot. I wasn't even sure I was making sense. All I knew for sure was that I was overheating and the deep cut 'V' dipping into Arieon's sweats was officially my greatest weakness.

  Arieon eyed me for a long time without saying anything and it made me lightheaded. By the time he spoke, I was on the verge of passing out.

  "I need a shower," he said slipping out of his pants and revealing tight briefs snug around an erection assuring me I wasn't the only one feeling the tension in the room. He held out his hand to me. "You coming?"

  Boy, I certainly hope so. I reached out and took his hand, letting him lead me into a bathroom that was also bigger than mine.

  I propped myself onto the sink while I watched him turn on the shower. God, he was sexy. Muscular and thick and gorgeous. I reached behind myself and unhooked my bra, needing to give some attention to my aching nipples.

  I rolled one between my fingers and sighed with relief. My other hand traveled down my stomach to press lightly between my legs as I watched Arieon finish toying with the shower knobs.

  He licked his lips as he turned as saw me. My tit in one hand and my pussy in the other.

  "Damn, baby. You came all the way over here and you're not even going to wait for me."

  I bit down on my lip. I enjoyed the term of endearment way more than I should have. All I wanted was to have him drill into me and call me baby about a hundred more times.

  "You just look so good, I thought I'd get myself warmed up."

  Arieon moved to me and parked himself between my legs. His hands traveled up the insides of my thighs before he wrapped them around my waist and met my eyes. "You think I'm not going to warm you up first?"

  I moaned as he placed a long slow kiss to my neck, working his tongue against my skin before he nicked it with his teeth. He made a neat path from my neck to my breast and sucked my free nipple into his mouth, making me cry out.

  His mouth felt so good on the sensitive bud, his tongue swirling against the hardness of it, flicking expertly and making me pull my panties to the side to get more friction to my clit. All it took was the graze of my fingertips and I was coming in Arieon's arms while his mouth worked on my breast. I shook as I rode out the small orgasm, disappointed that I hadn't let myself build it up. I was too eager. He made me far too impulsive.

  The disappointment only lasted a short moment as Arieon brought his lips to mine, swallowing me in a kiss that reignited me. That tongue was magic, no matter where he placed it. It slicked over my own and stole the breath out of my lungs before he moved his lips to my ear.

  "I'm going to make you so hot, you'll beg me to fuck you."

  I shivered. I was ready to beg him right then and there, no more warm-up necessary. I opened my mouth to tell him and he took me into another kiss, lifting me off the sink so that I wrapped my arms around him to stay pressed against his body. His hard stomach between my legs made me want to grind against him until I reached my next orgasm but he put me back onto the floor, kissing a path down my body to the top of my panties before he slipped them off.

  I watched him silently. The only sounds filling the room were heavy breathing and running water. I didn't trust myself to speak. I could hardly form words in my head, let alone out loud.

  I stepped out of my underwear and Arieon straightened to face me. He placed one last quick kiss to my lips and slid open the glass door to the shower.

  "Get in." His voice was firm and all of that power I'd seen in him before came out tenfold. I immediately responded, climbing inside and awaiting my next command.

  I watched him as he stripped out of his briefs, his rigid cock jutting from his body, telling me that he was just as hungry for me as I was for him.

  He stepped into the shower and I bit down on my lip as he slipped beneath the water. A stream of moisture coated muscles that were already too accentuated to let me focus. He turned and my heart jumped in my chest. His perfect toned ass arched into a broad, sculpted back. The man was an Adonis. I couldn't decide which version I liked more, abs and that thick full cock or the rounded ass and muscular back I wanted to sink my teeth into.

  He turned around and the smile on his lips caught me off guard. He had such a sweet smile, it was almost a dizzying contrast to his aggressive cock and I was stuck between turned on and swooning.

  "Wash me." Arieon handed me a rag and a bar of soap.

  I nodded as I worked a lather into the rag and pressed it against his body, moving my way from top to bottom. Every inch of him was rock hard and delicious. I found myself more than once licking at parts of him, tasting
his shoulder and his chest and his stomach.

  He groaned as I made his way to his dick and the sound ran through me all the way to my toes. I grazed the towel over him, cupping his balls and lathering before I moved to his shaft. He groaned again and I vowed to myself never to forget that sound.

  I stroked him with my free hand, no longer bothering with the pretext of cleaning him.

  "Fuck, Ellen." His voice was tight and delicious, and I stroked him more adamantly as water washed away soap suds.

  He gripped my wrist to still me. "Not yet." He shook his head and reached out to grip me around my waist, pulling my body into his. I only briefly had thoughts about how much I didn't want to get my hair wet before he stole me in kiss that left me weak in the knees. How did he do that? How did his kiss leave me so utterly powerless?

  By the time he let me go, the steam in the room seemed to actually be fogging up my thoughts.

  "Turn around," Arieon said, taking the soap and towel from me.

  I moved slowly, hazily turning away from him and regretting that I couldn't see him anymore. I felt the soft fabric of the rag against my back, making tiny slow circles down my body. I let out a soft sigh as it worked tenderly over my ass and between my thighs before making its way back up to my shoulders.

  I waited for him to tell me to turn again but instead, his arms snaked around me, pulling me back into him as his hands worked over my chest with just the bar of soap. I'd have asked where the rag had gone but I really didn't care. Having his hands on me, moving over my breasts and my stomach, it was pure ecstasy.

  "Let me rinse you," he said, pulling me back beneath the running water.

  I let out a shaky breath as he kissed my shoulder, his arms still tight around me. There was something about being held by Arieon. It left me weak and breathless and fulfilled.

  As water washed away the soap on my body, Arieon's hands made a path down my stomach, slipping between my legs. He cupped his hand between my thighs and massaged his fingers against me, making me moan and lean back into him.

  "Spread your legs for me, baby."

  I opened my legs wider to let him in, depending on his tight grip around my waist to keep my steady. Even more so when his fingers slipped between my folds, making my legs go wobbly.

  "Goddamn, you feel so good." He sank his fingers inside of me and I squealed in response. "I can't wait to taste you." He kissed my neck as his fingers worked in and out of me, his thumb flicking against my clit. I was right there, right on the edge, each movement threatening to take me over. "Can't wait to make you cum with my cock."

  That did it. A brief image of the promise flashed in my mind and I came hard enough that it rocked my entire body. My legs gave out and Arieon was the only thing holding me up as my body rode out the orgasm.

  I hadn't realized I grabbed his arm until my nails sunk into it. He didn't even seem to notice. His mouth worked over my neck as his hand gave me momentary reprieve and rested against my stomach.

  "I love watching you cum," he whispered against my ear. His hand moved to my breast and he trailed a rough thumb across my nipple, making me shudder. "I love feeling you clamp down on my fingers as you give in."

  I nodded, panting my agreement. I loved letting go with him, loved having him make me come. He let me go, spinning me around to take my mouth again. God, I loved that too. Kissing and coming. It was a cycle that I'd be content to live through over and over again with him.

  He reached behind himself and I felt the water stop before he lifted me into his arms. He moved us out of the shower and my body rebooted. Finally, he was going to fuck me. Finally, I was going to get to feel that hungry cock inside of me.

  He placed me on the vanity and I spread my legs wider to accommodate him. It was the perfect place to let him have me, to feel him for the first time. But, Arieon wasn't done making me wait.

  He took a towel from the rack and ran it over his hair and down his body, letting me watch as he dried himself before he took a second towel and moved to me. Gently squeezing water from the ends of my hair and then drying me from top to bottom. I focused on my breathing as I waited for him to finish. My cunt was throbbing for him and I wasn't sure how much more anticipation I could take.

  "Arieon." I breathed his name, barely a whisper on my lips but it was a clear plead.

  "Almost, baby. Almost," he promised before he kneeled between my legs and dove in, feasting on me like I was the first meal he'd had in years.

  "Ah, fuck." I tossed my head back, my eyes closing as I savored the feel of him. His mouth was a miracle worker. Whatever it touched, it made come alive.

  I arched my hips into him as he dragged his tongue from my clit to my opening, dancing intricate patterns that brought me to the edge before pulling me back again. It was the most pleasurable, torturous thing I'd ever experienced. He lapped at me without mercy, hooking his arms around my legs to hold me in place as I squirmed beneath the magic of his mouth.

  An actual scream made its way from my throat as I came. A full-blown, Bloody Mary scream that I was sure would make everyone on the hall think he was killing me. And he was. I was certain I'd die if he kept at it. I'd come too many times. My body was spent and I was sure my pussy wouldn't work right for days.

  "Arieon, please." He'd told me I would beg. I hadn't realized how much he meant it until I heard the words spill from my lips. "Please, please, please."

  He climbed to his feet and placed a sweet kiss to my lips. I could taste myself on him and it gave me the most genuine joy.

  "Okay, baby." He lifted me and carried me from the bathroom to the bed, placing me down gently as he rummaged through a bag on the floor.

  I sighed in relief when he came back to the bed. I'd never been so happy to see a condom in my life. I sat up, spreading my legs as I watched him roll it over his penis. I was aching and spent and yet, still, I was desperate for him.

  Arieon leaned over me, pulling my leg up to rest over his shoulder. I was spread so wide and still when I looked down at that throbbing thick cock, I wasn't sure it'd be enough.

  I moaned in frustration as Arieon trailed the head of his dick down my slit. I couldn't take any more teasing. "Arieon, please," I said again, meeting his eyes.

  He nodded as he gripped my hips and sank into me, pushing all the way in until I felt the light brush of his pubic hairs against me. He was so thick and so hard, the sensation of him inside me was overwhelming and I came before I could even adjust to the size of him. My toes curled and my body tightened as I went over the edge, my cunt going slick with him inside.

  I shook as he shifted, nearly triggering yet another orgasm.

  "Shit, baby. If you cum on my cock like that again, I won't last long."

  I moaned in response. I was perfectly fine with that. I'd had my fill. He could've come right then and there and I'd have been satisfied and perfectly satiated.

  Arieon pulsed into me, slipping easily in and out as I slicked with his entry. Every part of me welcomed him and each dip of his hips struck a chord in me that set me on fire. All I could manage were grunts and moans of encouragement and I wondered if he was actually fucking me stupid. The ability to use words completely evaded me and I wasn't sure I'd ever actually rediscover my vocabulary.

  Arieon readjusted his position and rolled us both over. "Ride me," he said, breathlessly, a fresh sheen of sweat glistening over his body.

  I obeyed on instinct. Bracing my weight with a palm to his chest as brought myself up and crashed back down against him. I rode him like his dick was the elixir of life. His hands gripped my ass, squeezing and kneading before they moved to my hips to control my speed.

  "Wait, baby. Slow down." I ignored him, keeping my quick pace. As much as he loved to see me come, I wanted the same thing. I wanted to watch as I drove him to that special place of ecstasy. "Fuck, Ellen. I'm going to..."

  An explosive growl ripped from his lips as his fingers dug into my sides. His hips jutted aggressively upward throwing off my rhythm as he eru
pted inside of me. I watched him intensely circling my hips to prolong it as much as I could. He was indescribably sexy as he unloaded. His head tossed back and his body tight and flexed.

  I leaned forward and ran a hand through his hair as some of the tightness in his body eased. He jerked each time I moved and I smiled. I loved having that effect on him. I placed my lips to his, running my hands over his shoulders and down his stomach in gentle, soothing circles.

  I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it slowly settled back into a normal rhythm. His hands moved back to my bottom and gave each cheek a squeeze.

  "I want to stay here like this," he said. "A hand full of your ass with my cock inside of you."

  I kissed his chest and nodded. I wanted that too. Even if only for just a minute.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  I woke up in an unfamiliar bed and smiled as I remembered why. My sore muscles and aching cunt were a pleasant reminder of my night.

  I yawned, stretching out my muscles as I sat up in the bed.

  "Arieon?" I called out, his name feeling much too natural on my lips. I was getting too comfortable and in the back of my mind, I had to keep reminding myself that the situation was temporary.

  "Hey, Sleeping Beauty." Arieon came out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth. He was back in sweats and though, I wasn't up for another fuck, he sure made it tempting. "I didn't think that you'd sleep so late."

  I smiled. "I don't. Usually." I was an 'up with the sun' kind of girl but Arieon had fucked me into a coma. It was nearly one and I wouldn't have passed up on going back to sleep.

  Arieon grinned at me as if he'd read my mind. "I ordered you breakfast." He pointed his toothbrush at a roll-away table next to the bed with covered plates on it. "It's probably cold by now, though."

  I scooted across the bed to the table and uncovered a plate of pancakes. I rolled one up with my bare hand and stuffed it into my mouth. God, I was starving.

  I lifted another cover and beneath it was a bowl of cereal. Arieon had thought of everything. I turned back to him to say thank you but the goofy grin on his face stopped me.