“You two okay?” a firefighter asks, breaking the spell of our kiss. A warm bar of light appears as the doors ease open, the gap widening inch by inch until the bright glow of the hallway pours in.
“Never better.” I’m given a quick nod.
“Alright, come on out.” I’d have assumed we’d fallen in between two floors, but whatever happened had us on the floorbeneath where my room is, thank fucking god. I don’t think I’ll be able to get into another elevator without Coralynn’s nerves going haywire.
The firefighter offers a reassuring grin. I’m in a catch twenty-fucking-two. Do I trust the elevator won’t move when she steps out before me, or do I head out first to grab her once I’m on solid ground? “Fuck it.” I lift her up without a single thought. Luck is on my side because Coralynn wraps her legs around my waist, arms going around my neck, and we’re out of the elevator without it attempting to fall to the bottom floor or, god forbid, the ground floor.
When we’re finally clear, the firefighters move out of the way, speaking into radios and double-checking the area. I still don’t let Coralynn go, not even when Jagger, Asher, and Jude round the corner.
“Never a dull moment, is there?” Jagger greets.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Coralynn eases down my body, causing my cock to come to life.
“Jesus, between the wedding planner and this, Shae is going to lose her shit,” Asher says, running a hand down his face.
“That’s why we’re not telling her or Luke until after the honeymoon,” I grunt.
“Your secret is safe with us.” Jude gives a subtle head nod.
“Thanks for coming up. Appreciate it,” I tell the trio.
“No problem. You want us to walk you up?” Jagger asks with a smirk.
“Nope, I think I’ve got this under control. Can you handle whatever they need for a report?” I ask.
“We got you covered. Do I need to erase camera footage while we’re at it?” Jude, the tech genius, asks.
“Send it to me first.” A sly grin slides into place. That’s all the answer I need.
“We’ll see you tomorrow,” Asher closes out the conversation.
“Tomorrow.” I look from the group to Coralynn, more than ready to get her back to the room, naked, and bouncing on my cock. The glance she sends my way tells me all I need to know. She’s more than ready to do the same.
ELEVEN
Coralynn
“Thank god,” I moan the moment we're tucked away in the comfort of Tony’s hotel room. I’m not sure who’s more excited for what’s to come, him or me. We’re both ripping at each other’s clothes, clamoring for our mouths to be on one another, and in doing so, we end up on the floor, me on top of him, naked from the waist down. Tony’s pants are down enough to let his cock out, and my bare wet center is sliding along the length.
“Either you put me inside you, trouble, or I’m taking over.” His hands slide beneath my shirt, cupping my breasts, squeezing them with a firmness I like.
“I think not. I want to be on top. It’s the one position I’ve yet to finish with you inside me.” I’m not lying. He’s taken me standing up with my legs wrapped around his waist in the hot tub, bent over in the shower, from behind in a spoon-like fashion in bed, and probably many more that I can’t think about with Tony using my breasts to move me back and forth.
“Fuck, that’s hot. Take this off.” I roll my hips. The head of his cock makes me straighten when it hits my clit. That’s when he does a slight ab curl, abandoning my breasts to pull his shirtoff by the back of his collar. It’s hot, sensuous, and has me relishing each movement of his body.
The minute the rest of our clothes are cleared from our bodies, I instantly lower my chest to his, slightly lifting off his length and positioning it at the entrance to my center. My breathing hitches. We’ve had so much sex in a short amount of time that I’m tender and swollen. The pain isn’t nearly enough to stop me from going after what we both want. What it does do is make things tighter, makes him feel even bigger, and that isn’t saying he isn’t thick and long to being with. Believe me, he is. My throat bared witness to it with how much gagging he made me do when I got on my knees for him. He returned the favor after I finally got the hang of how to handle his girth. Tony came down my throat, tackled me to the bed, and went to town, licking, sucking, and finger-fucking me until the bed shook against the wall, my legs were Jell-O, and my voice was hoarse.
“Tony.” The rasp of his chest hair along my pebbled nipples causes a shiver to run down the length of my body. My hips lift the slightest bit and sink down even further.
“Goddamn, trouble. Love the way you pulse on my dick.” His hands are finally free to do whatever they want. He chooses to cup the cheeks of my ass, squeezing the fleshy globes, fingers digging in, while lifting his hips to get deeper inside. My eyes close, and my own hands grip the carpet, using them to help me grind even further.
“Shit, I want this to last.” My body is not in tune with my mind. It’s playing the worst trick on me possible.
“It fucking will. You don’t think I’ll fuck another orgasm out of you?” His eyes meet mine. They’re a stormy haze, asking me to dare him. I know better. The man has stamina for days, and his tongue is wicked in the best way possible.
“I know you will.” I feel the rasp of his finger sliding over the flesh between my ass, triggering me into a feeling of completebliss. The tug on my lower lip pulls me even further, the sharp bite of Tony’s teeth. My eyes lose hers as I submit to the most amazing sensation one could ever feel.
“Damn, that’s a beautiful sight.” He stops working my mouth with his. My eyes are lowered, eyelashes fanning across my cheeks, and I attempt to keep them open to see the look on his face. “There she is. There’s my trouble causing havoc on me.”
