I’m hardly ever caught off guard, but everything about this man has me off kilter. My balance falters momentarily, causing me to fall toward him, and a solid arm wraps casually around my waist, as if we’ve known each other for years. “Whoa, baby. I’ve got you.”
I glance up to see the same predatory gleam in his eye, but this time, instead of intimidation, my fire returns. I regain my footing with a smirk. “If you think you can handle me, stud.”
A dark chuckle is his only response as he leads me through the bar to the entrance of the attached hotel.
“You’re a confident man, already had a room booked and everything. It’s like you already knew you’d be bringing someone up,” I say as we walk into the elevator.
The moment the elevator doors close, he’s on me, pushing me against the wall. His mouth finds the crook of my neck effortlessly as he trails a line of kisses to my ear. “I own the penthouse, baby.” He pauses to nibble on my earlobe. “And I usually bring multiple women up, but you seem like you’re best savored alone.”
The door opens to the foyer of the penthouse suite, anddamn,it’s nice. I grew up around money,a lot of money, and I can tell right away that this is the upper echelon. I briefly wonder ifhe knows who I am, but he never gives any indication that he recognizes me from any society events. I can also tell he’s quite a bit older than me, so I doubt he would remember me regardless. One thing I do know is that I’m not one of these girls who can be easily bought by a fancy room in a nice hotel.
I barely get a glimpse of the grandeur as he leads me to the bedroom. I’m sure he’s expecting me to drop to my knees,and I will,but not right now.I need to show him who’s the boss first.
With a quick move, I spin us around so that his knees hit the bed and push with just enough force to make him lie back. I was half expecting him to fight back and try to take control, but to my surprise, he just rests his arms behind his head and looks at me, fire crackling in his eyes.
I climb on top of him slowly, straddling right above his erection, and start unbuttoning his shirt.
“You take yours off first, baby.”
Maintaining eye contact, I place my finger over his mouth before leaning over to gently kiss his lips. “I have this handled. How about you lie back and be a good boy for me?”
His growl as his eyes darken is almost enough to have me running for safety, but something is pulling me closer. Something I’ve never felt before, and something I know I’ll never be able to fight.
Chapter three
“Good boy?”God-fucking-damn, this woman. I’ve hardly ever let a woman get a word in, let alone call megood boy, but apparently my dick fucking loves it. I was already getting hard just thinking about destroying this fine little piece of ass, but now I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life, and all she’s doing is dry humping me.
Propping myself up with my arms behind my head, I watch as this tiny, curvy brunette slowly unbuttons my shirt. I’ve never been a man of patience, but her tits are half out of her low-cut shirt, so at least I have a show when she bends over. And her bright blue eyes staring up at me are laced with so much seduction that she could probably finish me off without any additional stimulation.
It’s enough to keep me from flipping us around and fucking her until we both pass out from exhaustion. I can already tell one round with this woman won’t be enough. I’m not sure there’s a number high enough, especially if she keeps swirling her tongue around my nipple.
When she bites down, I can’t keep quiet. “Jesus,fuck.”
Her eyes darken as she chuckles before moving her hands down my body until she reaches the waistband of my pants. I raise a brow, silently challenging her to continue, and she doesn’t miss a beat. She makes quick work of taking my pants and boxers off as she slides from my lap onto her knees in front of me.
The size of my cock usually earns me at least a moment of shock when someone sees it for the first time, but as I spring free, the only look in her eyes is one of insatiable lust.
“Mmm…” Her mouth wraps around my head in a flash, and goddamn, this woman can suck a dick.
“Mmmfuck.” I can’t help myself from slightly arching off the bed when she takes my full length down her throat. I grab two fistfuls of hair and thrust up, pinning her in place for at least fifteen seconds, hoping to see her struggle for air. Instead, this bitch just looks up at me with tears forming in her eyes andhums around my cock.
I release her, allowing her a moment to catch her breath while I ground myself. If I’m not careful, she’ll take control, and there’s no way in hell I’m going to let her or anyone else dominateme. When I finally pull myself together, I look down to see her sitting back on her knees like a perfect submissive. She looks completely fine, like I didn’t just have my entire cock down her throat and my hands tangled in her hair. It’s enough for me to see red. No woman gets to walk out of a night with me looking any less than thoroughly debauched.
Sitting up, I reach down and wrap my hand around her dainty little neck and pull her up before standing as well. At my full height, I’m significantly taller than her, and for the first time tonight, I see that little spark of fear I love so much in a woman’s eye.
“Take your clothes off while I get a condom.”
I’m more than tempted to flip the skirt of her pink dress up and drive into her raw, but I know better than that. I’m Henry Sinclair Jr. I have a legacy to continue, and a bastard kid isn’t in the plan. Father would probably have the woman killed before the baby could be born, regardless, and it would certainly lead to bad press.
It doesn’t take any time to get the condom on. I’m half hoping she’s decided to be a little brat and refuse my command, but when I turn my attention back to her, she’s lying on her side in the middle of the bed, stroking a circle on her hip. My cock jumps as I walk toward her, giving her a little longer to feel like she’s the one in charge.
She pats the space in front of her in a request for me to sit down, so I oblige and prop myself against the headboard. She’s on me in a flash, her petite hand trying to wrap around my girth as she lines me up to her opening. It’s another first for me, but I’m too damn excited to be in this woman’s pussy that I don’t stop her.And boy, am I glad I don’t. Goddamn, she feels incredible. I’ve always said “pussy is pussy,” but this is an entirely different experience. She’s dripping wet, soft, warm, and the perfect tightness.
She allows herself just a moment to adjust after completely sinking down around me before she moves her hips in a sinful motion. I manage to lie back. If I’m going to let her ride me, I might as well be as relaxed as possible. She doesn't lie down, though. I reach up and grab her full breasts in each hand as she rolls her body on mine. It’s entrancing until she speaks up.
“See, you are a good boy, lying there and letting me ride you.”
There are those two words again. Except I’m not a fucking good boy.
