She raised an eyebrow. “Are you talking about yourself?”
He laughed. “No – I mean the female orgasm.”
They both chuckled. Amy’s nerves exploded in her brain. She lowered her face so that she was looking at his chest. She wanted to believe him – to believe that he could help her achieve an orgasm. But she’d been here before. And she always ended up disappointed and dejected.
Adam gently lifted her chin up so they were gazing into each other’s eyes. “You’re so beautiful, Amy. Let me do this for you. A gift from me to you. No strings; just the most overwhelming pleasure you’ve ever experienced.”
“You don’t understand. I’ve been aroused before – very aroused. But when it comes to it… it just doesn’t happen.”
“But what about when you do it for yourself?”
“No, it doesn’t happen.” Why the hell was she discussing this with him? Somehow he was so easy to talk to. And perhaps she secretly hoped he could fulfil his promises.
He ran his fingers through her hair, gently forcing her head back to make her to look at him. “Then you’re not doing it right.”
“What would you know about what I’m not doing right?”
“Well, you’re obviously not if you’re not… Look, I know you think I’m some kind of playboy, but the reason I love to fuck women is because I love to see them climaxing. It’s my pleasure to see a woman lose control – to see her so vulnerable – because of me. I promise I can make it happen for you. I want to fuck you so hard that you can’t walk. I want to possess you; to help you lose yourself in desire. Let me do this for you. You won’t regret it.”
He lowered his face and kissed her gently once, making her gasp with lust. Her heart pounded fast. Her body was pulsing with so much desire that she feared she might climax here on the terrace. Perhaps he could do this for her?
He drew her close, then kissed her boldly, easing his tongue into her mouth, and sending jabs of elation through her body like a lightning flash.
Then they were kissing wildly – tongues intertwining and lips hungrily writhing – and she wanted it. Adam tasted exquisite. He was strong and protective, and she sunk into him, feeling like a little girl spinning with joy. The kiss increased even more in passion, causing Amy’s mind to blur with lust. An urgency to fuck Adam burst up through her. But she feared it would end in frustration.
He gazed at her with those devilish green eyes. “I’m going to prove you wrong, Amy. I can show you how to unlock the pleasure in your body; you need to let me do that for you. All I want is to see you lost in delight.”
Amy trembled in his arms as wave after wave of temptation made it impossible for her to say no. She knew it was unprofessional, but what harm would it do? There was an urgent hunger pressing her to do this. She nodded gently, deciding that she’d been guided by her head for too long; now it was time to give into Adam’s promises of ultimate passion.
Chapter Six
The elevator ride up to Amy’s room was tense. Even though Amy’s lust was wound up tight and ready to explode, she and Adam didn’t touch each other, but instead, they made polite small talk about how the meeting with the finance director would go tomorrow. It could’ve been a business function, except that when Amy walked into her room and Adam closed the door behind them, her body washed with nerves and arousal.
The room oozed with sexual tension, dripping off the walls like humid heat. Earlier, without Adam here, it’d just been a boring hotel room, with a beige carpet, functional closet, wooden writing desk. King-size bed…
A king-size bed that now looked as enticing as a tropical island in wintertime.
Amy felt Adam come up behind her like a lion on a gazelle. She froze; her heart pounded hard. Why the hell was she doing this? Could he really give her what she’d craved for all these years with no joy?
Adam strolled around and smiled into her eyes. “Relax. I’ll take care of you.”
Amy nodded. She was happy for him to take control. She was too nervous – too self-conscious – to even breathe normally. He reached out and caressed her cheek, then he pulled her close and kissed her strongly. She melted into his embrace as her body tingled with desperate longing.
“Tell me,” he gasped. “Tell me you want me.”
“I want you,” she said, between passionate kisses.
He stepped back and undid the top button of his shirt, then he casually rolled up his sleeves. He grinned mischievously into her eyes, causing a wave of arousal to wash through her thighs, exploding as smouldering lust between her legs. She needed this man.
He cupped her chin and held her gaze, possessing her confidently with his piercing eyes.
“I want you, too,” he whispered.
Amy’s breath caught in her throat. She opened her mouth to speak, but he leaned in and kissed her.
“Turn around,” he said, totally in command.
Amy did as she was told, and swivelled on her toes. He stepped closer and breathed on her neck, then he gently draped an arm across her chest, drawing her against his toned body. His firm cock brushed up against her ass.