Page 6 of Never Till Now

“You have rules for a brief hookup?” I arch an eyebrow at the ridiculousness of the situation.

His brown eyes darken as a primal gaze takes over. His hand encompasses my wrist, leading me to the elevator. Adrenaline courses through my veins with high hopes he can give me what I need tonight. The elevator doors chime closed and as I inhale, a strong hand meets my neck, pushing me against the wall. His lips press into mine with the same desperation I crave. Charmer’s other arm rests on my hip, but he keeps our bodies apart. My heart hammers in my chest as my body pulses with need to feel him against me. I take the reins and wrap my arms around his lower waist to pull him flush against me.

His solid length pushes into my hip as my lower region throbs. He’s so hard, I swear his dick is going to leave a bruise on my hip. My stomach flips up to my throat then drops, sending lightning to my core. There’s a hum radiating off his body, and he’s as eager as I am. Our frequency level soars to heights I’ve never experienced. The doors chime open to a hallway with only two doors. We stumble into a hotel penthouse. I’m panting too hard to care.

Chapter 3

Adam

The moment her innocent act dropped, and I knew she was serious, I snapped. Her cherry-flavored lips sent me into an intoxicating spiral I hadn’t imagined. Her sweet floral scent is driving me fucking insane as her body crowds mine. Her boldness of pulling me against her in the elevator gave a prelude to her racy side I’ve yet to discover. It’s all fucking hot. Her breathless moan rings through my ears as I carry her to lie on the nearest chaise lounge chair.

Her eyes drop to my healing thumb as her chest heaves with labored breaths. My brain floods with the need to prove myself. My fingers grasp the waistband of her leggings and she arches her back to lift her ass as I slide them down. The need to make her beg evaporates as my need to taste her takes over. I lift both her long legs up and meet her eyes before I go any further.

Even though she’s wide eyed awaiting my next move, part of me still holds values.

But part of me is trying to piss her off more with anticipation. “You’re on board with all this, right?”

Her head leans forward. “The more you talk, the more orgasms I’m going to tack on for you to accomplish.”

And instantly, her sass spikes my need to make her plead before fucking the brat out of her.

I lower my head between her legs and inch up kiss by kiss from her knee to the inside of her thigh. Her legs spread wider as she tries to arch closer to me. It takes everything to not devour her soft, throbbing pussy. I regain the strength to control myself and take my time kissing up her aroused swollen folds until she can’t take it anymore. Blondie attempts to move herself to connect with my mouth. Breathlessly, her hand weaves through my hair and grips it tight, trying to angle my head where she needs it.

“Tell me what you need, Shirley Temple.” I glance up and receive a glare.

“If you don’t already know, then you deserved that slap from your lobby friend.” Her words come out hoarse.

“Oh, I know what you need.” My tongue quickly feathers over her clit for a brief second and her hips jolt. “I just want you to tell me how bad you want my lips to devour your pulsing pussy.”

“Just fuck me with your mouth already, Charmer.” Her voice pitches higher and higher with each word she speaks.

My lips part, gently sucking in her clit before I pull my mouth up and release the suction with a pop sound. I flatten my tongue and taste all of her before I slide two fingers in, hearing her gasp from the width. My large fingers suit my six-three frame. Maybe I should have started with one, but her moans tell me otherwise as they fill the room. I curl my index finger upward as my middle finger pushes in deeper. Her hand tightens in my hair as a pleasured hiss escapes her pretty lips. I slide them out then enter again as my tongue keeps the slow rhythm on her clit.

Blondie’s hips buck and my forearm drapes across her lower abdomen. I make sure to press down on the center of her lower abs, just below her hip bones. I know hitting her outer G-spot will intensify her orgasm. Her hips rise again and start to circle, so I quicken my tongue pace with more pressure. With hitched breath, her body straightens and her soft walls tighten around my fingers.

“Let go, Blondie.” My tongue goes rapidly as her body starts to shake. “Take every ounce of pleasure you want.” Her hands have probably ripped out half my hair by now as she rides out her orgasm.

I won’t let up until she physically can’t take it anymore. She scoots back, breaking the contact. Her chest rises with ragged breaths as her green eyes lock onto my shorts like a shark to its prey. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips and verifies what’s on her mind.

“There’s not a chance I’ll be able to fuck you properly right now if you follow through with that thought.”

“Then get naked before my patience runs out and I fuck myself.” She reaches for the bottom of her shirt and lifts it over her head, exposing her braless, perfect handfuls.

Damn, this girl can talk dirty.

I oblige and reconnect our lips. Her tongue tangles with mine as I lead us to the minibar and bend her over. She lets out a surprised squeak as her flesh meets the cool countertop. My hand slaps her ass before I enter a finger into her pussy and rub her juices around her folds. I am so hard I swear the simple task of rolling on my condom will make me come.

A condom is only useful to prevent me from coming too quick, but no one needs to know that story.

My foot kicks her legs wider as my teeth drag along her shoulder blade. Blondie gasps and I smile with pride knowing she is unable to speak when my hands are touching her body. My hand comes around her front to circle her clit. As badly as I want to hold her down on the counter and pound her senseless, I take my time. I grip the back of her neck on the bar counter and slowly, I ease in leisurely.

“Give me more.” The agitation in her voice grows, and I let her back all the way into me.

“Your hungry pussy wants all of me, doesn’t it?” I grunt and slam into her with force.

Her noises become incoherent as I feel her constrict my cock. I reach forward, weaving my fingers through her long curls to yank her head back. My hand grips her hip hard enough that she’ll have a bruise as her waves of pleasure soar through. “You’re painting my cock beautifully, Blondie.”

I pull out as she turns around, eyes full of sated lust. Her hands rest on my shoulders before she jumps into my arms. My grip on her ass tightens as she tilts her hips forward, sliding down on my dick.