“Just fine,” I lie. “Just fine.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Lucas
Fuck.I’m soglad tonight is over. I’m not the kind of guy who likes to schmooze with others, shake hands, and make nice. While doing all of those things, I had my eye on Rainey. That red dress with the slit up her thigh, the silk and the way it draped her curves, had my mouth watering and my dick hard.
Now, as we meet up at the entrance, all I want is to get her alone. The valet brings my car around and we climb in. Because we weren’t together all night, no one would think anything of us leaving at the same time. We’re just two friends, one driving the other home.
I wait until we’re alone and pulling away from the hotel before asking, “You’re place or mine?” I flip on my blinker and make a right. “Mine’s closer,” I tell her. Not by much but at this point, seconds matter.
“Yours,” she says, placing her hand on my thigh. High up on my thigh. I grip the steering wheel harder. “Do not move your hand or we won’t make it home,” I manage to tell her, desire a live wire inside me.
The drive home seems to take forever despite it being a mere twenty-minute trip. We have company in the elevator, another couple, so we stand side by side in silence, waiting for them to walk out on the twentieth floor. Seconds later, we reach mine on the twenty-second.
No sooner do we step into the apartment than I shut the door and sweep her into my arms. I can’t make it past the entry andfamily room, need pulsing through my body. I stop by the sofa and lower her to her feet.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“Taking you right here.” I shrug off my jacket and lay it on the couch, then unbutton my pants. I kick off my shoes next.
Her eyes widen but she catches on and begins to pull her dress up from the bottom until she reveals a nude thong. It’s so skimpy she might as well not be wearing anything at all, and my dick begins to throb harder.
She slides the gown up and over her head, tossing it onto my jacket on the sofa. Now she’s just wearing a bra that holds up her perfect, full breasts, that sexy scrap of underwear, and a strappy silver pair of high-heeled sandals. As I watch, my fingers still on the zipper of my slacks, she hooks her fingers into the sides of her panties and pulls them down over her hips and from there, they fall to the floor.
She reaches for her bra next and as I’ve seen her do before, she unhooks the garment and lets it drop to the floor too. Her heavy breasts call to me and I want to suck one of those dusky nipples into my mouth, so I shake my head and get with the program.
I slide the zipper down and over my thick, aching cock and remove my pants along with my boxer briefs, kicking both aside. I pull off my socks and sit down on the sofa. My dick stands tall and as she takes a few steps toward me, I grab my erection and grasp it hard, pumping my hand up and down my shaft. All it serves to do is arouse me even more.
“Come sit,” I encourage her, and pat my lap.
Her eyes darken and she does as I ask, straddling my thighs as she sits down, her pussy rubbing against my cock.
“I want to taste you,” I tell her.
“Then why am I on your lap?” Her lips curve into a smile.
“Because I want to taste your tits.” I cup one breast in my hand and lean down, pulling her nipple into my mouth and sucking hard, teasing the rigid tip with first my tongue, then grazing it with my teeth.
“Oh God.” She wraps one hand around the back of my head, pulling me close, forcing herself deeper into my mouth. I lick the tip then suckle hard. Soon, she’s circling her hips, leaning forward and grinding her clit against my rigid erection.
I release her nipple with a pop, then grasp her hips and hold on. “Take what you need, beautiful,” I say through clenched teeth. Because I’m barely holding on, having no desire to come before I’m buried deep inside her.
She’s arching her back and rubbing her pussy against me, her breaths coming in shorter and shorter pants. Reaching up with one hand, I take her other nipple between my fingers and pinch it tight before I release it.
A shuddering moan escapes her and she begins to tremble. “I’m coming,” she says, and I lean back to watch her as her orgasm takes over. Her lips are parted in a small O, her eyes closed, and if I had to describe how she looks, it’s someone experiencing pure bliss. She’s completely lost in the sensation. Knowing that I’m the one she’s getting off on is a high I’ve never had before. My pulse pounds and my cock is wet from her arousal.
She’s a limp mess by the time she’s done, and I’m so hot for her I feel ready to explode. I brush her hair off her face and she smiles up at me, a satisfied grin on her pretty face.
“Ready for more?” I ask her.
“I’ll give it my best try,” she says on a light laugh. Then, she rises up and grasps my erection in her hand, positioning herself over me and sliding down easily.
I groan, the utter rightness of being cushioned inside her impossible to deny. I shift my weight and raise my hips. Hertight walls squeeze me in her heat. We move in unison, her riding me as I keep up with her rhythm. She’s rising up and dropping back down, her breasts bouncing with every bit of movement. I shift so I meet her each time, and I feel the beginning of my climax traveling through me.
My balls draw up but I need her to come first. Before I can slide my hand to reach her clit, she clasps my cock hard, cries out, and her release washes over her. I let myself go, slamming my hips upward once, twice… and then I’m coming, releasing so hard I nearly black out, but I’m aware enough to know she comes, another climax taking over before we’re both a sated, sweaty mess.
She climbs off me and I feel the cool air on my cock. Slowly, we rise to our feet. “Want to share a shower?” I ask.
