Shay is warm and plush in my arms, rocking her hips back and forth against my pelvis and moaning like a porn star. With her head dropped back and her nails scratching my back, she rides my cock, driving me crazy.
I never want this night to end.
I wrestle her out of her ruined shirt and toss it aside, unhook her bra and toss that aside too, then take both her breasts in my hands and squeeze them. Her sigh of satisfaction is long and loud.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I say gruffly, then latch onto one of her perfect pink nipples and suck.
“I think I have to come again. Oh God. Cole, you’re incredible!”
She shudders. Her hips flex faster. I gently press my teeth into her taut nipple, and she cries out. Her orgasm is so abrupt and violent, it takes my breath away.
Obviously, her piece of shit ex wasn’t taking care of business.
Crying out and shaking, she pulls my hair as she comes, giving her whole body over to it. Her pussy contracts convulsively around my cock, and I have to concentrate on not losing control.
When her breathing has slowed and she’s slack in my arms, I whisper, “We’re not done yet, sweetheart.” Then I roll her over onto her back and kiss her deeply.
She wraps her legs around my waist and kisses me back with so much passion, it’s as if her life depends on it. When she opens her eyes and gazes up at me, it feels like an arrow shot through my heart.
No. No feelings. That isn’t what this is about. Get your head straight!
I withdraw from her body, rising to stand beside the bed. I strip off the rest of my clothing, then remove her wrinkled skirt. Then, gazing down into her eyes, I say, “Give me your mouth,” and pull off the condom.
And God bless her, this gorgeous woman wearing nothing but a smile obeys my command without hesitation.
She drops to her knees beside the bed, takes my dick in her hand, and starts to suck greedily on it.
It’s my turn to shudder. I slide my hands into her hair and breathlessly watch her lavish my cock with her tongue. She furls it around the head, strokes it down the length, then strokes back up again. She works my shaft with one hand and cups the other around my balls, gorging on me with the most beautiful abandon.
“Good girl,” I growl, making her shiver.
She strokes and sucks faster. Pleasure spreads through my entire body, starting at my cock and working its way outward in waves. My pulse goes haywire. A ragged groan breaks from my chest. I close my eyes and get lost in the feel of her mouth.
Then I hear a muffled laugh.
Opening my eyes, I look down at her. She slides my cock out of her mouth and smiles.
“Sorry. Just gloating.”
“Don’t make me spank you for disobedience.”
A thrill in her voice, she asks, “Is that something we can do?”
“If you want to, of course.”
“God, it’s like I hit the lottery,” she murmurs, looking dazed.
I cup her chin in my hand and say firmly, “I’m the one who hit the lottery. You’re perfect. Thank you for tonight. Now get that cock back in your mouth and keep sucking until I tell you to stop.”
“Not to push this too far, but would it be weird if I call you Daddy?”
“I don’t have a Daddy kink, but if you want to, then sure.”
She thinks for a moment. “I don’t have a Daddy kink, either, but I’m picturing Chelsea’s face if I tell her I called you that all night. She’d faint.”
How is she so goddamn adorable? I’m falling further under her spell with every second that passes!
But I keep my expression and voice neutral when I say, “What do you think she’d do if you told her you called me Sir?”
Her gorgeous eyes widen. “She’d die. Definitely. She drop dead on the spot.”
Caressing her face, I smile. “I don’t want to be the cause of anyone’s premature death, but it might be worth it.”
Never in all my life have I seen such a look of wonder on a woman’s face. It’s almost as if…she likes me.
When I realize how much I like her too, my smile fades and my heart sinks.
Leave it to me to have a one-night stand with maybe the one woman in all the world who might be able to understand me.
Fuck.
