Her breath catches, and Leah’s eyes practically glow. "You never said where we'd be staying tonight. Or are we flying back right away?"
"I'm taking my girl to the top of the world."
"I think I'm gonna need a bit more detail than that."
My hand releases hers to stroke her knee and along her inner thigh. "The conference organizers consider hotels impersonal, so they keep a couple of penthouse condos available for their guest speakers. We’ll be staying on Billionaire's Row in…well, I don't remember which building, but we’re on the 77th floor."
Her luscious lips drop open and she half sputters just as my fingertips reach the very top of her thigh.
"Is that you being surprised at where we're staying? Or are you saying I should keep my hands to myself?"
Her eyes dart to the closed door, then she leans in and whispers, “I think I'm surprised by everything that's happening tonight. But I also like it."
My hand is under her skirt, and even if the server came in, he wouldn't see anything. Still, I turn us so my back is to the dooras I kiss Leah passionately, listening to her breath quickening as my fingers slide up and down the valley between her thighs, caressing the thin fabric covering her softest skin.
Her lips part, allowing me to play lightly with her tongue, and my other hand slips into the front of her dress. It turns my cock to steel when I feel how tight her nipple is, then I groan when the silky material under my fingers becomes damp.
“The thing is, I know nothing about this condo. There might only be one bed.” My finger traces through her crease, finding her swollen clit. “Tell me I can hold you all night long.”
She’s already nodding. “In case I forget to tell you later, I’m on the pill.” She smiles at the shudder that runs through me.
“Really? Are you flirting with me, Miss Leah? Because I was truly only thinking about snuggling.”
Her fingers slip under my jacket and caress my back. “No, you weren’t. And…in case I forget to tell you this later, too… I’ve never done this before.” Her lovely eyes blaze. “But I really want to.”
My cock throbs as I lurch forward, my tongue possessing her sweet mouth as my hand slips inside her panties. Leah gasps against me, and a growl fills my throat from how wet she is. For me. This stunning goddess is breathless and soakingfor me. This possessive reaction is brand new, but I’m enjoying it.
I nudge her thighs wider, feeling her smile as she moans faintly at the way my fingertips slowly explore her softness. “You’re a wild woman,” I murmur, twisting my wrist to slip one finger inside while my thumb flutters gently across her clit. “Taking off with your brand-new man on a helicopter to the big city. Schmoozing with tech bros who couldn’t stop staring at your sexy cleavage. Now here you are, in the back room of a restaurant, about to come on my hand.”
“Really?” she whispers. “You want me to actually come, right…here?”
“Yeah.”
The way her eyes sparkle mischievously makes my cock strain, desperate for attention. “How badly do you want this?”
“Why don’t you drop your hand and find out?”
I’ve never been like this before. Leah stirs up more than my lust. She’s making me feel…free. The sort of free that money can’t buy.
My throat makes a growled, gritty sound as her palm strokes the front of my dress pants. “Oh, wow. Isn’t that uncomfortable?”
“A bit. Not your concern, though. Just relax, beautiful.” I kiss a trail along the side of her throat, ending along the top of her breasts as my finger pulses rhythmically inside her. My thumb strums lightly across her sensitive nub as her soft, low whines fill the room. “That’s it, baby. Shh, try to be quiet if you can.”
Leah’s only response is to grip my shoulders, kissing me with renewed fire. I love that she was so fascinated with my cock, then forgot all about it now that she’s lost in the moment. Her head falls back, her entire body quivering as my hand works beneath her skirt.
I lean in and whisper against her ear, “If we weren't kind of in public, I'd be on my knees, baby. With my tongue flicking right here against your clit."
Her moans are getting louder. Her snug pussy is strangling my fingers, and I keep thrusting gently, my thumb sliding back and forth over her button as her inner thighs tremble. Just as she begins to cry out, my mouth crashes to hers, stifling the sound. But every muffled shriek will be forever burned into my memory.
Leah shakes and writhes against me while I groan into her lips, feeling her honey coating my fingertips. Her satisfaction brings a jolt of adrenaline to my nervous system, making allthese feelings lodge deeper in my psyche than anything I've ever known.
"Kai." The word is a breathy sigh, and my name on her still-trembling lips swells my cock until it's painfully hard again.
Her breasts are heaving as she blinks away the fog of her climax, then looks at me with a seductive smile. Her hand reaches for the front of my pants again, but I brush it away.
"Gorgeous, if you touch me there again, I'll be far too tempted. Do you really want your first time to be on a dining table?"
She cocks her eyebrow, then dashes her tongue across her lower lip. "I figure if we just push the flowers out of the way…"
