“To feel your dick stretch me while you fuck me.”
Dax pulls back, grabbing my hand and pulling me after him. “You should know something by now, Sunshine.”
“What’s that?”
“I’ll always give you whatever you want.”
Waving the key over the card reader, it flashes green and Dax pulls me in after him. The room is dark, except for the lights from the street flooding in from down below.
“Tell me more, Chloe.” His voice is gravelly, deep. I’ve never heard it that way before. It goes right to my pussy, amping up my desire for this man.
“More of what?”
“What exactly do you want me to do to you right now?”
I spin, collecting my hair over one shoulder. “I want you to undress me.”
The air is thick as Dax closes the distance between us and presses into me from behind. I gasp at the feel of his hard cock digging into my ass.
I don’t think the humping at the club gave me a good idea of his size. But now? Dax is going to split me wide open and I can’t wait.
He takes his time, dragging his fingers along my neck and shoulder. Tracing circles on my exposed back.
The snick of the zipper echoes in the room as he drags it down, millimeter by slow millimeter. His lips follow the path, getting lower and lower.
“Step out.”
I kick the material to the side as he pulls me back against him. Strong hands roam up and down my sides.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to feel you like this, Chloe?”
“How long?” I whisper, peering up at him over my shoulder.
His eyes are tender, yet filled with lust and desire at the same time. “Longer than you can imagine.”
Sweeping me into his arms, Dax drops me in the center of the bed before crawling over my body and straddling my hips.
“What are you going to do next?” I ask.
In nothing but my bra, underwear, and heels, it should feel weird to be like this with Dax—but it doesn’t.
My only regret right now is that we haven’t been doing this longer. Because as his deft fingers work the studs of his shirt, exposing his abs, I want to lick each and every one of them.
“Seems like you might want to do something.” His lips quirk up into a sly smile.
Flipping our positions, I straddle Dax. His face is full of shock as I run my hands over his hard muscles.
Covering his body with mine, I drag my breasts over his chest as I whisper, “This.”
Taking my time to savor his body, I kiss, nip, and suck my way down his neck. Over his hard pecs. Down the lines carved into his abs. The V’s sneaking out from his pants.
I have never let myself ogle Dax, but tonight I am. Iam taking in every bit of this man that looks like he was chiseled from the finest marble.
“Chloe. Fuck.”
“Not yet. I’m not done yet.”
Dax’s skin is warm and taut. He’s writhing under my touch.
