“Jesse? You…You’re not supposed to be here.”God, this man is precious.
I smirk and finger the large pearls around my neck. “I’m a wild and untamed thing,” I quote, winking.
That seems to jolt him back to the here and now. Luc gasps, reaching for my wrist and hauling me inside the room, checking both ends of the hallway as he grabs my things and closes the door. Spinning to put his back against the door, he surveys me again, blinking rapidly as if he doesn’t believe I’m real. I drop my trench coat to the floor. He lowers my bags.
He opens his mouth to say something, but can only gape. We take each other in. My eyes fall down his body, drinking in his wet hair, bare chest sprinkled with little water droplets that make me thirsty, and the dark grey sweatpants sitting low on his hips. Every inch of him is perfectly sculpted, as if a divinecreator carved him in the perfect image of every one of my fantasies.
My eyes catch on the very prominent erection tenting his sweatpants, and I flick my eyes up, finding his eyes on my garters. He notices me watching him, and then, with a sharp intake of breath, we collide.
His arms wrap around me, pulling me against his hard body. My hands grip both sides of his face to hold him still, and I thrust my tongue into his mouth, moaning and whimpering because, holy fuck, how have I gone almost three weeks without his touch?
Luc’s fingers play with the garters running down the backs of my thighs, and I hook one leg around his hips. He holds it there, massaging my thigh and ass, pulling me tighter against him and rocking his hips into me.
“Luc… Please fuck me. Right now.”
“Right now?”
“Right fucking now,” I say, and jump up. I’m a couple of inches taller than usual, thanks to the heels, and my balance is off, but he catches me and wraps my legs around his waist. He walks into the hotel room and sets me on the bed, where I immediately start pawing at the drawstring on his pants to tug them down.
No underwear?We’re going to have to talk about answering the door like this when he’s already on theMost Wantedlist. Later. Because even my possessive musings are put on hold when his cock is free from his sweatpants. It bobs up, hitting me in the chin. I can’t even laugh about being dick slapped–that’s how fucking horny I am for this man.
Instead, I close my eyes and nuzzle it like a cat trying to get him to pet me. I rub my face and consequently, my makeup, all over it. My nose runs up and down the length of him, breathing in his earthy musk and–
Is that my body wash?
Just to be sure, I bury my nose in his trimmed pubes and huff. Sure enough, the subtle hints of ginger and shea are there, mixed in with his natural scent. There’s noIrish Springsoap detected.
When I flick my eyes up to him, there’s a deep blush painting his face and down his neck to his chest.Oh, my.
“I can’t wait to find out what that blush is for,” I say, my voice gravelly with lust. “But I’m shivering with–” I grip the base of his cock. “–antici…” A little lick at the tip, a gentle nibble on his foreskin. “…pation.”
He huffs a breathy laugh that turns into a guttural moan as I take him down my throat. Wrapping a hand around the back of my head, he grips my wig and holds me where he wants me to fuck my face.
Fuckyes. The way he’s taking control has me leaking into my tight black briefs. I moan and look up to find him gazing down at me reverently. One finger swipes the tears from my cheeks, and I can’t imagine how wrecked I look with this much eye makeup melting off my face.
Before I’m ready for it, he’s pulling out of my mouth. I whine as his cock moves over my lips, and my tongue chases it. I’m rewarded with a swift thrust back into my mouth, Luc grunting and riding my throat for another few seconds before he pulls out fast and bends down to kiss me.
“I don’t want to come too soon,” he says against my lips before lowering to his knees, trailing his kisses down my jaw and neck. His fingers play with the strings of my corset all the way down to the bottom. I lean back on my hands to stretch out my torso, and he licks along the top of the garter belt, and then up both creases at the apex of my thighs. I’m already panting by the time he’s pressing his mouth against my cotton-covered cock, sucking on the wet stain soaking the front of my underwear while running a finger under the hem.
“Luc,” I pant, rocking my hips to get more friction because he’s barely touching me and it’s driving me wild.
“I thought you liked the anticipation,” he teases, lips pressed on the inside of my thigh. Then finally–finally–he pulls the crotch of the briefs to the side to let my poor cock escape. He licks and sucks me, flicking his tongue over my piercings. It’s hard to hold on, to keep myself from giving in and succumbing to the pleasure, but I know it’ll be worth it when his fingers start moving over my taint and I know that at any second, he’s going to find–
Luc snaps his gaze up to mine, eyes turning dark and stormy, before he guides me to lean back more, spread wider, and tip my hips so he can get a better view. He pulls my underwear to the side and drags his fingers lower until he exposes the deep red heart-shaped jewel sitting flush against my asshole. He makes a sound like a cross between a cough and a whimper, then drops his head to my thigh. Sitting up a little, I reach down to comb my fingers through his hair until he looks up at me with an almost pained expression.
Except it’s not pain, I realize. He’s trying to get control of himself, but I want him to take all the frustration of the last couple weeks out on me in any way he desires.
I pull a condom and a packet of lube out of the front of my corset and toss it down on the bed next to him.
“I’m ready for you, baby. Take me. Take me and make me yours again. Use me. Again and again and again until you’ve ruined me even more than I already am.”
Luc closes his eyes, and I watch a shiver work its way down his body. When his eyes pop open again, they’re nearly black with lust and spent control.
In one fluid move, Luc grabs me by the hips and flips me over onto my stomach. His thumb presses into the fabric over the base of the plug, and I whine until he takes the back of my underwear in his big hand and rips them from my body.
“Oh,Fuck!” I cry out, clenching my body to keep from coming.
The bed dips as Luc presses a knee onto the bed next to me, lowering himself so his lips are hovering just behind the shell of my ear.
