His eyes are heavy-lidded as he stares at my bare, gleaming pussy, his hands gliding back and forth on my legs. The dress rips further and further, until it’s ripped it two. I’m completely exposed to him.
Hayes grips my breast, running his thumb over my nipple and it feels like I’ve never been touched so reverently.
“Tonight’s about you, Hailey,” he says, his thumb rubbing back and forth as he watches my nipple peak.
He moves his hand only for a moment, just long enough to run his fingers through my slick and rub it over my breasts, before leaning in and sucking the bud hard between his lips. I can’t help it when my back arches and I tangle my hands in his hair, his hat lost somewhere in the room.
His strands are soft, and I have no clue why he wears a hat when he’s hiding all this beautiful hair. I don’t dwell on it forlong as I lose all my brain cells as he sucks my flesh into his mouth, tasting my slick.
Hayes continues to lavish my breast as his other hand slides down my body, cupping my pussy.
I’m greedy as I thrust into his hand. I can feel him smiling against my chest.
“Such a good Omega for me tonight. I’m going to show you my appreciation,” he says as he slides down my body, parting my thighs wide as he devours me whole.
I grip his hair again as he licks and sucks on my pussy.
I usually hate when men look at me when they’re eating me out, like they’re a puppy seeking approval. But not Hayes. He looks at me like he knows I’m putty in his hands, he knows what a good boy he is and he’s just making me fully aware.
“Is this you being a good boy for me?” I say and he groans against my pussy, his hand leaving his thigh as he unfastens his pants and starts to stroke himself while he eats me out.
He was serious.
Tonight is about me; he’s not asking for anything in return.
He pauses for a moment, sliding his fingers over my clit, into my pussy, hitting that spot that has my thighs trembling. To my absolute delight, he brings that hand back to his cock, stroking himself with my slick as lube.
Like he’s desperate for us to come together, he jerks off and sucks on my clit with new wildness.
My back arches off the bed like a bow, and my breathing is getting hazy. My orgasm is right on the edge, I’m so fucking close as I pant out small puffs of air.
He stops for a moment and I toss my head back in frustration.
But it’s short-lived as he uses his fingers to strum against my clit and his tongue ventures to my ass, where he does just what he promised.
I orgasm on the spot and watch with absolute excitement as his fist brings him to orgasm while his tongue devours me in the most intimate sense.
His face pops up and he grins, kissing my thigh.
“Thank you,” he says and I toss my head back and laugh even as aftershocks of my orgasm rattle my mind.
CHAPTER 8
HAYES
I wakeup with hair in my mouth and a smaller body wrapped around my entire frame. I smile up at the ceiling as I quietly push her hair away.
She clings to me like a lifeline and I wonder when the last time she was held was and my brows furrow, hating the idea of anyone else holding her and equally hating the idea of her being touch-starved.
“Five more minutes,” she says against my chest, startling me.
“Okay,” I reply, rubbing a hand down her back as she nuzzles her face against my chest. “Do you want to do room service or go out to eat before we go shopping?”
There’s a long pause.
“If you could go to my room and grab my clothes from last night, we can go out.”
I laugh, jostling her head, and she leans up, resting her face on her palm and another on my chest.
