“I—” she whispered, her voice trembling, and her teeth clamped down on her bottom lip as he tightened his fingers in her hair, “—I thought you knew.”
The doors of the elevator swished open, and he moved them out of the elevator into a deserted hallway of the hotel. Never releasing his handhold in her hair or the hand clasped around her upper arm, he backed her against the wall and pressed close, angling his body directly against hers. His breathing was harsh, ragged, his eyes dark and dangerous.
“Do you think I would have waited this long to kiss you if I’d known?” he rasped, the sound of it making her ache, and she pressed her thighs tightly together.
“It didn’t stop you five minutes ago,” she whispered on a taunt, her lips brushing against his as he leaned closer. “Or an hour ago, when you made me come with your fingers.”
His eyes squeezed shut and he let out a shuddering breath. “I’ve never gotten involved with a woman that was taken,” he murmured, opening his eyes, and for the first time, Shaun saw the torment in them. “From the second I saw you the first time, you were someone else’s.”
The hand still clamped around her upper arm loosened, trailing his fingers down her arm until he slid his arm around her waist, his large hand fairly burning her through the layers of fabric of her dress as he pressed his palm to the curve of her ass, urging her closer. She moaned when she felt him, rock hard and ready, against her middle. The fingers still tangled in her hair pulled tight, causing her to twist her head more in his direction,bringing her mouth to his. He nipped her bottom lip sharply and she gasped audibly. Soothing it with his tongue, she groaned, her eyes sliding shut of their own accord.
His voice was rough as gravel as he breathed, “But you were mine the second I laid my eyes on you, Shaun.”
“I’m not yours,” she hissed through clenched teeth, the haze of desire lifting slightly, her eyes opening to glare up at him.
A sharp slap to her ass made her cry out in shock, her eyes widening just as his mouth crashed down onto hers ferociously. This kiss was fierce, carnal, hungry, and she reveled in it. She had waited so long to taste him, to feel his lips fully against hers, to know what his tongue tasted like as it spiraled into her mouth, claiming all of her. The hand that had spanked her gripped the stinging flesh, kneading it. She moaned into his mouth, her arms wrapping around his neck as he pressed her back against the wall again. The hand at her ass slid down to the back of her thigh, his fingers curving around until he hauled her leg up around his hip, at the same time grinding against the apex of her thighs, right where she wanted him the most.
“You. Are. Mine,” he growled menacingly as he released her lips, the hand in her hair pulling taut, making her throat arch back. Lowering his mouth to her throat, he suckled and nipped until she was a writhing mess, her fingers clutching at his back, his perfect ass. “Do you hear me?Mine.”
“I’m not yours,” Shaun repeated, though this time it came out on a breathy pant, her eyes closed against the onslaught of ecstasy coursing through her at the feel of his hands, his mouth, his everything, on her.
The dark chuckle that reached her ears made goosebumps break out along her entire body, just as he forced her head to lower back toward his. “Keep telling yourself that, darlin’.”
Releasing her, he stepped away, extending his hand toward her. She hesitated only a moment before placing her hand inhis and allowing him to draw her down the hallway, stopping at one of the closed hotel room doors. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a keycard, passing it over the mechanism to unlock it. It whirred as it unlocked, and he pushed the door open, moving them into the dark hotel room.
“When did you get this?” she asked quietly, almost too scared to speak too loudly, worried if she did, she might break whatever spell this was. She didn’t want it to end.
“I thought Tommy was joining you this weekend. I didn’t want to be at the same vacation rental as the two of you… so I booked a room elsewhere,” he murmured, moving them further into the dark room. He reached out and switched on one dim lamp, casting the majority of the room in shadows.
Shocked by the vulnerability in his words and not entirely sure how to feel about his admission, she reached out to touch the sleeve of his jacket with her fingertips, whispering, “Kasey—"
But he had other ideas, because his mouth covered hers again then, and damn did the man know how to kiss. Soft and agile, then swift and rough, he changed tempos often, leaving her guessing what was coming next. His hands slid over her, one skimming up her back to press her against him, the other smoothing over the curve of her ass to palm it, then squeeze it. When his hands left her body entirely, she let out a mew of disappointment. That dark chuckle reverberated through the semi-darkness of the room again, a heartbeat before she was hauled up and into his arms, their chests pressed tightly together as he crossed the room to the bed, his hands cupping her backside, her legs wrapped around his waist.
“I can fuck you in this dress or I can tear it off of you,” he growled. “Because I will be fucking you tonight, you understand that?”
“Don’t you dare ruin this dress,” she warned, but there was no heat in her words as his mouth lowered to her throat again,his tongue dipping into the deep V between her breasts that the revealing dress left bare for him. Her fingers slid into the dark blonde hair at the back of his head, holding him to her as she moaned quietly. “Fuck, Kasey.”
“That’s the plan, doll,” he murmured as he nudged the triangle of fabric that was covering her right breast with his nose until he found her pierced nipple, sucking it greedily into his mouth. Her back arched, her hands clasping his head against her as sparks shot from the nipple in his mouth straight to her core. “Christ, Shaun, you’re perfect. I knew the second I saw you that these were pierced. I saw them last night and nearly died. I wanted to see them so bad. Taste them. God damn I’ve fantasized about this.”
He set her on her feet and her legs wobbled slightly beneath her as his mouth and hands left her feeling bereft again. He shrugged out of his suit jacket, tossing it away. She watched as his fingers deftly released the cufflinks at his wrists, dropping the black titanium links onto the jacket he’d just discarded, before methodically rolling first one sleeve, then the other, up to his forearms. She bit her lip and he growled a heartbeat before his hands came to rest on her shoulders, turning her so that she faced away from him.
His hand swept her long, plaited hair over one shoulder to allow him to find the zipper at her back. When she felt his mouth on the curve of her shoulder, at the same time that his deft fingers began to pull down on the zipper that started halfway down her back, she let out a breathy, “Oh my god.”
His mouth followed the line his fingers made down the column of her spine as more of her skin was revealed, until the zipper stopped just above the slope of her backside. His fingers were hot as they trailed, featherlight, back up the exposed skin of her back, sliding under the thin straps that held her dress up over her shoulders, pushing them down her arms.
The bodice of the dress pooled at her waist, leaving her breasts bare to the room, her nipples pebbling in the coolness of the air. She heard him drop to his knees behind her, his hands skimming down the curve of her waist on either side until they met with the fabric of her dress at her hips. His mouth was hot as he pressed it to the exposed skin of her back, and Shaun let her head fall back when she felt his tongue at the dimples at the small of her back. He slid the dress over her wide hips until it fell to the floor around her feet, still clad in the sky-high black heels.
Then his mouth was on the curve of her backside, his hands sliding freely over every inch of her thighs, her calves, then back up to hitch his thumbs into the scrap of lace that was her thong. She had never been adored like this before; he paid homage to every inch of her as it was revealed to him. She couldn’t stop the blush that covered her entire body when he slid her panties down her thighs, leaving her completely naked in front of him.
“You smell so good,” she heard him murmur from behind her, felt his nose as it traveled over her. She let out a soft gasp when his fingers slid between her thighs, parting them. One of his fingers teased her clit, making her sway on her feet, and then those fingers speared into her as deep as he could go, crooking them inside her. Shaun’s knees nearly gave out when he found that special spot, manipulating it effortlessly.
He must have felt how unsteady she was on her feet, because a second later his other arm had banded around the tops of her thighs, and his mouth was once again pressed hotly against the top curve of her ass. She was powerless against the magic of his fingers, reaching blindly behind her until one hand clasped his hard shoulder, steadying herself even as she circled her hips against his hand.
Her muscles began to shake, her stomach fluttering uncontrollably, her chest heaving. Her head fell back and she cried out to the ceiling as she came around his fingers again, herinner muscles convulsing wildly as he continued to pump them inside her, prolonging her orgasm for what felt like forever. She panted into the dim room as she came down slowly, her legs shaking against the arm banded around them tightly. Shaun moaned when his mouth trailed along the skin at her back, her hand clutching his shoulder with trembling fingers.
“Kasey,” she whimpered, her legs shaking. She was terrified she was going to break an ankle, her feet still strapped into the four-inch heels. “I need to take these shoes off.”
“Mmm, no,” he murmured huskily, and she felt him shake his head behind her. His fingers strummed inside her again and she shuddered, biting her lip to keep from crying out at how incredible it felt. “The heels stay on. I want to wear them as earmuffs.”
