by Dakota Dawn
His warmth and words calmed her. “I like the way you put it. I hope you are right, but I don’t want to stay here.”
Taking her hand, he led her away. She liked the feel of his hand enveloping hers. It felt right. As they walked down the amazing city street, she felt sorry for all the people who died here. In the distance she could see Mount Vesuvius. It was just five miles away. Back in their time, five miles probably seemed like a good distance, but to a powerful volcano, five miles was nothing.
Life was so unpredictable. She needed to start living more. Work had been dominating her time for years, and that needed to stop.
As they neared a home, she noted a plaster of a dog on his back with his front legs raised high and his head turned toward his body. “Do you think he was scratching his back or sleeping?”
Trent leaned down and spoke close to her ear. “Sleeping. If he’d been awake, he would have jumped up at the first strange sound.”
“Unless he was deaf,” Rain shot back.
“Very true. We’ll say he was a deaf dog enjoying his last moments by rolling around happily.” Trent pulled her away and headed down another street.
Stepping into another building, Rain looked around in interest. It was big and had stone pools with steps leading down into what would have been bathing pools. “I can envision people bathing here. You couldn’t be modest in their time.”
“No, but it would have been interesting. With them worshipping cocks so much, the poor men didn’t stand a chance.”
“The poor men, my ass. They probably walked around with hard-ons all the time, and I’m sure the women were more than happy to help the men out. Erotic art is all over the place. The sexual freedom they had is amazing and a little unreal.” Rain’s eyes moved around, absorbing all the sights.
“Too bad we aren’t that free. I’d love to bring back penis worship,” Trent stated in a serious tone.
The twinkle in his eyes as he’d made that typical, manly statement made Rain laugh. “Are you always so horrible?”
“Sometimes, but it’s a guarantee when I’m around you. You bring out my wicked side.”
Rain felt her pulse speed up and willed her juices not to flow. He was too sexy. She’d be willing to bet even his feet looked good. “Well, put it away. It’s getting late, and I need to return to my room. I will admit though that I’ve had a most interestingly wonderful day.”
Trent took her hand and led her back to the car. Once inside he asked innocently, “Which hotel?”
“The café, of course. Don’t you remember the first time we met I told you I live under that table?”
“Oh, yeah. It’s coming back to me now. I believe I offered to be your mattress. The offer still stands, you know.”
Rain shook her head. “You are smooth and memorable. Take me to the café, please. I’m going to get a piece of their cake to take to my room.”
Trent raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, whatever you want.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “I hear I taste good with cake.”
“Drive.”
During the drive, Rain couldn’t help but breathe in his scent. He would be better than cake, but he lived so far from her, she just didn’t know what to do. In her whole life she’d never had this much fun with a man. It felt so good being with him. If she could fit him in her suitcase, she’d take him home. What a souvenir he’d make. Her sister, Tamrisk, the souvenir queen, would be green with envy.
Rain was so absorbed in her thoughts she was surprised when she felt the car stopping. Trent got out and opened her door then helped her out.
Trent took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “Let me take you to your hotel. I’m a good guy, really.”
“Of that I’ve no doubt, but I never let large men know where I’m staying. If you could shrink in half and I could kick your ass doped up, I’d let you take me to my hotel.” It pained her to keep her distance, but she was in another country, after all. This situation bit harder than a saber-toothed tiger on steroids.
Running his fingers through her hair, he whispered, “Beautiful and smart. A delicate flower like you should always be careful. I promise not to hurt you. I just want to spend two nights in the paradise of your arms.”
Stomach twisted in a vicious bitch of a knot, she replied, “Let’s leave it to fate. If we run into each other again, we will know fate has spoken in our favor. Thanks for a wonderful day.”
Her heart screamed at her legs as they carried her away from Trent. With a heavy cloud over her, she order two pieces of cake and turned to head to her room. Her gaze found him immediately. He motioned her over then turned and hailed a cab. Paying the cabbie, he held the door for her. “You are far too precious to walk home in the evening.” He kissed her lips lightly then helped her into the cab. “Until fate brings us together again. Good night, my fiery little angel.”
He closed the door, and she gave the cab driver her address. Looking back, she once again watched him until he disappeared from sight. Closing her eyes, she pictured a heart with wings flying away. Feeling hollow inside, she knew her heart had just flown away to be with Trent. Looked like she wouldn’t be bringing home a souvenir after all. Instead she’d be leaving a piece of herself behind.
Chapter Four
Stepping into the hotel elevator, Rain was so depressed and missing Trent that she pushed the wrong button and had to ride the elevator all the way up before she could go down to the ground floor. It had been two long, torturous days since she’d seen him. Leaning against the plush wall, she moped as she waited. The elevator stopped on the top floor. Figures. That’s how her day was going. All she wanted to do was go to the café and see if Trent was there. Twisting the ring on her index finger, she stared at it as the doors opened and someone entered the small space.
“Looks like fate has spoken.”
She’d know that heavenly voice anywhere. Snapping her head up, she replied, “So it would seem.” Emotions pinging all over the place, Rain felt her body heating up, wanting him. She licked her lips and ran her eyes down the length of his powerful frame. I can do this. I can be more sexually aggressive, take what I want. I just won’t get attached to him. I’m older now. I can handle it. Sex without strings. Wet, wild sex without strings.
Pussy wet and demanding, Rain let her sexual organs think for her. Pushing Trent up against the wall, she rubbed her body against his. Reaching up, she ran her fingers through his soft hair and pulled his lips down to hers then devoured him. She vaguely registered him feeling around on the wall then pushing a button making the elevator stop.
A feeling of rightness, of being home, whipped through her body. His hands cupped the back of her head as if he feared she would withdraw. Running her hands over his chest and shoulders, she relished the feel and taste of him. So masculine, so strong. Tugging his shirt out of his pants, she slid her hands under it and gloried in the feel of his hard flesh. His rippling muscles danced beneath her questing fingers.
Trent moaned and moved his lips in a scorching trail to her ear. He nibbled at the shell, and his harsh breath burned a path to her nipples and clitoris. Needing him desperately, she unfastened his pants and pulled out his huge cock. The plum-shaped head was perfect. The shaft was thick and long. Going to her knees, she sucked him into her mouth. He tasted salty and manly. She mmmmmed in delight. He groaned and ran his fingers through her hair.
“Fuck, that feels good, babe.” He slowly thrust his hips forward and back, easily fucking her mouth.
The pulse in his dick intrigued her. It throbbed out a wild beat. Grasping the base, she gently held him as she lapped at the tip. His moans filled the small space, and his hands tightened on her head. A tremble shook his pelvis when she pursed her lips, tilted her head, and slid unhurriedly up and down the length of his responsive cock.
The passion that poured off him had her pussy clenching and gushing in readiness. She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed him now. Kissing her way quickly up his body, she unfastened her pants and pushed them and
her underwear off. Their lips met, and she let him devour her mouth for a minute then pulled him down to the carpeted floor. Straddling his large cock, she guided the plum-shaped crown to her dripping entrance and sank down slowly.
He moaned and bucked under her. His thick dick pushed and stretched her inner walls, filling her up to capacity. They both groaned when she was fully impaled by him.
“You feel so good.” Rain couldn’t hold back. She rotated her hips and ground the pearl between her thighs hard against his pubic bone.
His hands slid up her arms, over her shoulders, and came down to cup her breasts through her blouse. He squeezed, and she shuddered in response. Grinding harder into him, she knew she was close. Strong hands moved to her butt and lifted then dropped her down repeatedly on his throbbing cock.
Bucking in smooth, strong strokes, he hit just the right spot. She tightened her thighs, holding him where she needed him. Two more hip circles and she wailed loudly as she came. Growling, he bucked wildly under her. His hands clamped down on her hips, and he stiffened. The pulsing of his dick as he ejaculated in her dragged out her climax for several long, blissful minutes. Boneless, she melted into him.
* * * *
Still laying on the elevator floor, bodies connected, he stroked her back and tried to calm his breathing. He’d seen stars when she’d impaled her wet, tight pussy onto his dick. The cautious side of him warned him to stop, go to a room, get a condom, and control the situation. The beast in him and winner in this case demanded he come in her. The bliss he’d felt as her walls squeezed him and he’d released his cum in her hot, wet body had been the most exquisite pleasure he’d ever experienced. The animal lurking under his skin wanted more of that pleasure, much more of it.
Needing to know if he could have more of the same he asked, “Are you on the pill?”
Stirring in his arms, she whispered drowsily, “I’m protected.”
“Good. You’re coming to the Paradise Suite with me.” Slapping her butt once, he rolled her to her side then kissed her gently before smoothly standing and pulling her up. After tucking his semi-hard shaft into his pants he grabbed her panties and helped her into them. Kissing her pink knees, he looked up at her. “Do they hurt?”
Shaking her head, she answered, “No. The carpet in here is very soft. Plus it looks clean and new, thank goodness.”
Grinning, he helped her into her pants. “That’s because it is new, and we steam clean it once a month, which happened to be yesterday, or else I would have taken you against the wall.”
Turning to the elevator panel, he pushed in the necessary code and the elevator started moving upward. Once the doors opened on the top floor, he guided her to the right, pulled out his hotel card, and swiped it through the door lock of the Paradise Suite.
Holding the door, he gestured her inside. Sweetly rumpled is how she looked. He wanted to keep her looking just like that.
“Wow. This place is nice. Do you stay here often?” Rain questioned.
“Sometimes. Check the place out, if you’d like. I need to make a call. What do you want from room service?” At her confused look, he smiled and said, “Now that I have you, I don’t plan on letting you go until at least tomorrow night.” Stepping closer to her, he captured her hand and squeezed gently. “I don’t usually see a woman for more than two dates. I like to catch and release. Are you all right with that?” God, he hoped she was, because he didn’t know what he’d do if she said no.
Nibbling her lip, she debated for a moment then said, “Yes, I’m good with it.” Looking into his eyes, brow furrowed, she asked, “Does two dates equal two days, or will it be over when I leave? I’ve never had a fling before.”
“Most of the time two days is all I see a woman. I’m very busy, so I only do this a couple of times a year. I talk to a lot of women, but I don’t have sex with any that I don’t click with. My schedule doesn’t allow me to get too close to a woman.” Not since Joelle, that is. He shoved the pain away and waited for her response.
Nodding a little jerkily, she agreed. “All right, I’m a busy person, too, so this will work out best for me as well.”
Relief washed over him like never before. “It’s time for lunch. Would you be all right with finger sandwiches, fruit, cheese, and oil-dipped French bread?” A grin broadened his lips. “I don’t want you too full. I have plans for you.”
A blush took over her cheeks. “That sounds good to me. I have plans for you myself. Since this is my first fling, I plan on using you as much as possible. Get my feet good and wet, you know.”
The saucy smile she directed at him made his groin tighten. “By all means, feel free to explore your wild side. Now go check the place out while I order our food. I need you as energized as possible.”
The swing of her hips as she walked off almost made him forget to call the front. Gaining control of himself once she was out of sight, he called down and told them to book him in the Paradise Suite then called to order their food. He had a feeling his sassy angel was about to rock his world.
* * * *
Rain’s thoughts were all over the place. She couldn’t decide if she was happy or sad about him only wanting a short fling. Living so far apart made it a good thing, but damn it, her body wanted to keep him. Ride him hard then let him rest then ride him again. An irresistible pull kept drawing her to him. Only taking quick peeks into the luxurious rooms, she hurried through, not able to appreciate the suite because all she could think about was getting back to him.
A strange feeling of peace washed over her the second she saw him standing on the balcony. A voice whispered in her mind and heart, “He’s the one.” Looking around, Rain searched for the voice. Seeing no one, she walked out to Trent. “Is someone here? I just heard a voice.”
“No, it’s just us. I didn’t hear anything. Maybe you heard the wind blowing. How did you like the suite?” Trent asked.
Trying to shake the feeling that someone had spoken to her that didn’t exist, she answered, “It is very lovely. Did anyone die here?” She had to find the source that was pulling at her and now talking to her.
“No, my inquisitive little one. I would never have brought you here if that were the case. Although, I do plan to make you feel like you’re dying of pleasure over and over again.” Stepping closer to her, he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her ear.
Goose bumps raced down her body, followed by a wash of peace and contentment. Maybe the peace was coming from their wild ride in the elevator. Snuggling closer in his arms, she decided to get as much of that peace as she could before her time was up.
Feeling his erection pressing into her belly, she wasn’t surprised when he rubbed it against her. “See what you do to me. You have me enthralled.” His voice was deep and whiskey smooth.
Taking her lips, he kissed her thoroughly, licking and nipping at her lips. Fire blazed to the apex of her thighs. Running her hands across his chest, she reveled in the feel of his powerful frame. God, he felt so big and strong. Tongues tangling, they relished the taste of each other.
A musical chime sounded somewhere in the background. Rain didn’t have long to wonder about it. Trent reluctantly pulled back and led her into the suite. “Go to the bedroom, babe. I’ll get the food and leave it in the kitchenette for later.” He swatted her ass as she headed to the big bedroom.
At the sound of his voice talking to someone, a shiver skated down her spine. She craved everything about him, from his fast wit to his hot body. That couldn’t be good, but right now she didn’t care.
“Why aren’t you naked?”
Rain whirled around at the sound of his voice. He was throwing off clothes left and right. The sight of his magnificent chest had her doing the same.
He had beat her disrobing and stood transfixed, watching her undress. Striding toward her, after a long moment, he circled her. She shivered when he touched the heart on her left hip. He knelt and kissed the heart. The pulse in her clitoris picked up its pace when he started placing lig
ht kisses along the tiny blue hearts with dots and bursts that made up a trail from the heart on her left hip to a colorful butterfly that looked like it was about to land on the junction of her thighs.
He kissed his way to the butterfly then licked it before going to her smooth pussy and kissing it lightly. “This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Get on the bed.” Going to the bed, she climbed to the center and watched him open a drawer in the nightstand. A frustrated look crossed his face.
“Damn, they forgot to replenish the condoms in this room.” He climbed onto the bed and loomed over her. “At least you’re protected. I can’t wait. You are so fucking hot. After having a taste of you, I need a lot more.”
His lips descended and captured hers. Strong hands held her head in place as he settled himself between her spread thighs. Trent’s tongue teased her mouth until she groaned and thrust her tongue into his mouth. He tasted of mint and hot male. Unable to stop herself, she hunched her hips against his rock hard erection.
He groaned. “Slow down, little one. Let’s make this last.”
Stopping the rocking of her hips, she ran her hands along his back, loving the feel of his hard muscles. Sensations like she’d never before felt crashed through her heated body. Lust and peace battled within her.
Both emotions were strong. Lust would win for a bit then he’d touch her just right and peace would dominate. The second he started working his thick cock inside her, the warring lust and peace melded into a blissfully whole feeling she had never felt before. When he was fully seated inside her, the feeling intensified. Being one with him was the most satisfying sensation she’d ever felt.
He cradled her head in his large hands and kissed her deeply. Tongues dueling, she arched into him, needing to touch as much of him as possible. Hips canting, he moved in and out of her. His thick dick rubbed all the right spots.