Oh my god.I look away, now certain my face is bright red. “Is that a bad thing?”
He shakes his head. “Not at all. I find it sweet.” He gently pushes some of my hair behind my ear and then tips my chin back to him. “And sexy.”
I hold my breath for a moment. Then he leans over and kisses me, slow and almost cautious, like he’s waiting for me to change my mind.
But I don’t. The taste of him ignites somethingdesperatein me.
My mouth finds his, and I let him slip his tongue in, tasting the bourbon. His fingers slide up my thighs, squeezing as they stop at the top. My hands find his shoulders, and then press against his suit jacket.
He chuckles as our kiss breaks, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “You’re something else, Maddy.”
“So are you,” I pant, helping him tug his jacket off. “And I need you to help me forget just how fucking bad this night has been.”
“Deal.” Beck throws his suit jacket onto an armchair, and then does the same with his shirt. I reach for the button on his slacks, feeling almost crazy for being here and doingthis.
It’s not my thing to have a one-night stand.
But I’d never met Beck before.
My guilt immediately dissipates.
Beck stands and drops his pants, his cock pressing against his boxer briefs. He kicks them to the side, and then smirks down at me. “Let’s get that fuckinghideousdress off you.”
I giggle, standing to my feet. He places his hands on my shoulders and spins me around. He works the zipper down, and the dress drops to my ankles. The heat of his body sends a shiver down my spine.
And I catch my breath as his fingertips run along my skin.
“You’re beautiful.”
“So are you.” The words come out clumsy, but he doesn’t miss a beat, unhooking my bra as he plants a kiss on my shoulder. His hands guide my bra down my arms, and as it drops to the floor, he spins me back around to face him.
Beck holds my eyes for a moment and then takes in my breasts. “Fuck me. You just keep getting better and better.” He leans down and threads an arm around my waist, hoisting me up, and letting my legs wrap around him. His cock presses against my pussy, and I instantly lose it.
And start grinding against him.
“Oh fuck,” he groans, spinning us around and gently placing me back down on the bed. He lands skillfully between my legs and uses his muscular quads to push me back further on the bed, as his mouth finds mine again.
We grind against each other as we get lost in a kiss, our hands brushing across each other’s skin.
Beck lets out a heavy breath as he trails away from my mouth, working his way down my neck, his hands on my breasts. He palms them as he continues lower, pausing only to suck my nipples for a few seconds.
“I need to taste you, Maddy,” he growls into my stomach, still kissing his way down. I squirm against him as his teeth latch onto the hem of my panties, pulling at them.
It’s so insane, how fuckingslowhe’s going.
I try to help him, pushing my white lace underwear down, but he swats my hand away.
“Don’t rush it, Maddy. Just lie back and enjoy the attention. Let me take my time with you.”
I release a groan that sounds so pathetic.
But Beck only chuckles at me, still taking his sweet time. Finally, a blast of cool air hits my wetness as Beck moves my panties to the side, and I gasp. He then pulls them off me fully. He kisses my inner thigh and then stops, peering up at me.
“Fuck the guy who gave this up,” Beck growls. “You’re gorgeous, Maddy.”
My lips part, but before I can say anything, he buries his face between my legs, his tongue everywhere all at once. I gasp for air, my back naturally arching as his lips pull at my clit. One of his hands squeezes my thigh, while the other slips up my body to grip my breast. I grind against his face, my eyes closing as I chase the pleasure building between my legs.
Whimpers and gasps slip from my lips as Beck stays consistent, building his pace to give me exactly what I need. He’s so fucking skilled, it should be a sin.
