Our eyes meet while satisfaction spreads through my chest.
“You’re my obsession,” Hana whispers. “My addiction.”
My mouth crashes against hers, and I push her back onto the bed. My teeth crave to draw blood as I steal her breaths. My hands grip her sides, my fingers digging into her ribs.
Hana’s hand closes around my cock, and she begins to stroke me. Breaking the kiss, she gasps, “Now I want you to take me hard. I want my darkness.” Her mouth latches onto mine again, her teeth sinking into my bottom lip. The sting is soothed by her tongue, and with the hard strokes from her fingers, I stiffen in her hold.
Ending the kiss, I push my arm under Hana’s body and shift her up the bed. I take hold of her hips and flip her onto her stomach. Yanking her ass into the air, I take a kneeling position behind her, and then I thrust inside her pussy a couple of times to lubricate my cock. Pulling out, I position myself at her ass, and then I force my way inside her tight channel. I’m rewarded with a sharp gasp from Hana, her back hollowing out as she throws her head back.
Wrapping an arm around her abdomen, I start to rub her clit as I power into her. I fucking ride her bareback the same way she rode me a couple of minutes ago until her orgasm tears a cry from her, which I’m sure the pilots can hear.
I keep slamming inside her, the inner walls of her ass stroking the fuck out of me.
With Hana’s ass in the air, she stretches her arms out in front of her and grabs fistfuls of the covers, giving me an erotic view of her body. It makes pleasure surge down my spine and driving as hard and deep as I can into her, my cock begins to pulse again as the orgasm strips me of all my strength.
I barely manage to pull out before I slump over her, sending us both crashing into the mattress.
For the second time in the space of thirty minutes, I lie boneless, breathless, and satisfied out of my fucking mind.
Chapter 23
HANA
After the mindblowing sex we had, Tristan and I showered before sleeping through the rest of the flight.
I feel rested and brimming with excitement, I glance out the window as we drive past a landscape that looks like a fire just swept over the plains.
We drive into a picturesque town and stop at The Hilton.
Glancing around, I ask, “Can we go walk around the town?”
“First food and settling in, then we can explore.” The chauffeur opens the door for Tristan, and as he climbs out, thanking the man. Tristan comes to open my door and helps me out. A bellman takes care of our luggage while we walk into the hotel.
Tristan takes care of checking us in, and when we finally walk into the suite, I let out a happy sigh. The instant we’re alone, I wrap my arms around Tristan’s waist and hug him. “Thank you for bringing me.”
His strong arms lock me to his chest. He leans down until his breath fans over the side of my neck, and then he nips at the skin, sending goosebumps rushing over my body. “Let’s get settled. After we’ve had brunch, we can take a walk.”
Opening our luggage that the bellman placed in the bedroom, I start to hang our clothes in the closet.
Tristan comes to help, removing the items and handing them to me, so I can just place them on hangers. We get it done quickly, and then I freshen up before meeting Tristan in the lounge.
“Ready?” he asks as he holds a hand out to me.
“Definitely.” I grin as I link my fingers with his. My gaze drifts over Tristan as we leave the suite, and knowing that I’m on an island with him – just the two of us – fills me with an unspeakable thrilling emotion. Stepping into the elevator, I murmur, “It’s just the two of us for two weeks.”
Tristan glances down at me, the corner of his mouth lifting. “All mine.”
The doors slide open, and we make our way to the restaurant. Once we’re seated, a server comes to our table, and I order a cappuccino while Tristan gets a black coffee.
When we have our beverages, we slowly sip on the warm liquid. My eyes are glued to Tristan, taking in his tousled dark brown hair and his pale blue eyes. “You’re so damn hot,” I say against the rim of my cup.
My comment makes a smirk form around his lips, and then he murmurs, “Just like hell.”
I let out a chuckle. “I was right.” Tristan’s eyebrow lifts slightly. “I took one look at you and knew you’d be trouble.”
The smirk becomes a dark grin, making my stomach flutter. “Yet, here you are.”