His rhythm grew more erratic, and I felt his hand tighten at my waist. Mace ground against me as he came. The thought and the reality of him coming in me made my belly tighten, and I felt the spasms of pleasure wash over me.
"I think I'm basically just a puddle of melted chocolate," I slurred as he took off the condom.
"And I'd lick you all up," he whispered in my ear.
* * *
I wokeup the next morning feeling amazing. Mace was wrapped around me, his hand cupping my breast.
"I think I ruined your shoes," Mace said. He sounded self-satisfied and not at all sorry.
"It's not like I was going to wear them to work or something," I told him.
"I wouldn't mind you wearing them to work," Mace said.
I was about to push the tights down when he stopped me.
"I just need one more." He kissed his way down. I could feel his mouth through the ripped fishnets.
"You always make me so wet," I moaned as he licked me. "I want it hot and dirty." He teased me as he put on a condom.
"Yeah, you want my thick cock," he said as he entered me. I moaned, arching back against him as he pushed into me. I was slick from his tongue and from last night, and I hung onto the headboard as he fucked me, his balls slapping my ass with every thrust. He reached to pinch my nipple.
"Your pussy is so hot and tight," he said, still fucking me.
"I need to come," I whimpered. "I want you to make me come." His fingers moved to my clit, and he rubbed me, stroking me in time to the thrusts.
I screamed as I came, my body still spasming. Mace's thrusts became more erratic; his large hands dug into my hips as he came.
"Fuck, that was good," he said, burying his face in my hair. "I could fuck you all day."
"But there's breakfast and the conference," I said as my heart rate started to slow. He kissed me but let me leave to go to the bathroom.
I wanted to take a bath in the huge tub. Seriously it was like a small swimming pool. Mace could have fully laid down in it with room to spare, and he was not a small man. But I took a shower instead.
I was standing under the spray, letting the hot water wash off the effects of our lovemaking. A shadow crossed over the steamy glass, and the door opened. There was a bench in the shower, which was good because all the sex in those ridiculously tall heels was making me wobbly. Mace stepped through the spray and bent down, sucking my nipples, making them hard as his hand slipped between my legs.
"I told you I wanted to fuck you all morning," he said over the rush of the water. He lifted my hips up, kissing down, down, the flesh still sensitive from a few moments ago. I whimpered as he slowly stroked me with his tongue. I turned around and leaned over the bench.
"Is this an invitation?" he whispered.
I heard him roll on a condom. Then he slowly entered me. I moaned deep in my throat as he fucked me steadily. One leg was up on the bench, and his cock slid in me as he stroked my clit, the water mingling with my own wetness. I closed my eyes, leaning back against his broad chest as his other hand moved up to my nipples. He kissed my neck and my collarbone with little kisses as he slowly fucked me.
Mace bucked against me and increased the rhythm of his thrusts and the hand on my clit. He pinched my nipple, and I felt my chest tighten. I pushed back against his cock and then against his hand.
"I know you're about to come," Mace whispered, nipping my ear. "Your pussy gets so tight." My body rippled in response, the pleasure washing over me. In a few short thrusts, Mace came too.
"I love fucking you in the shower," Mace said, tipping my head back and kissing me deeply.
"You love fucking me everywhere," I replied with a smile.
"You have the sweetest candy," he said, turning off the water, wrapping me in a towel, and snuggling me in his arms.
"I guess we should go back to the hotel. I need some clothes," I said, rubbing my nose against his bare chest. He smelled so freaking good.
"Our stuff is here. I had it packed up and brought over," Mace said.
"Just like that, huh?" I said.
