“And then I fuck you.” I stared into her eyes. My fingers curled under the band of her skirt and I shoved it past her thighs. She stepped out of it.
I walked her over to the king-size bed, pushing her back on the white sheets. She looked like an angel. Like the image of purity and sweetness. The good girl I had fucked until she was dirty and wild.
“These won’t go over the boots.” Her fingers trailed over the lace panties. And a damn temptress. My temptress.
“I’ll take care of that.” With a quick snatch they were ripped on the sides and opened for me.
I ran the palm of my hand over her heat. I lifted one boot and then the other over my shoulders before I dove between her legs, kissing and sucking with fervent pleasure. I lapped between her folds. Flicked over her swollen clit. Pushed my tongue inside her sweet soaked pussy before her hips bucked, betraying her body’s quick reach to climax. Fuck, she was ready for this.
The leather heels bounced on my shoulders.
“Ohh, God,” she moaned, gripping at the bed, clinging for something.
But I pried wider. Pushed harder. Sucked deeper. Until she was gone. Until we were both mindless. I slowly licked over her clit watching her vibrate under my stare.
I unbuckled my belt and popped the snap on my jeans before freeing my cock.
Her hands released the sheets and I saw the sleepy look of satisfaction on her face.
I didn’t let her revel in it long before I thrust inside her heated moaning pussy.
“Fuck, Alexa.” She felt tighter than she ever had. It was the angle. Her legs in the air. My cock bigger than it ever was.
I pumped steadily knowing I was close to the edge. I had to pull out fast before I filled her to the brim with my cum. I drove inside her, kissing her knee just above the leather on her boot.
“Oh shit,” I groaned. My belly clenched as I jerked my cock and let my release pool on her stomach.
“You don’t have to do that anymore.” She sat up to kiss me. “I swear I’ve been good about my birth control.”
I kissed her roughly. “You should have told me before.”
“Round two?” she teased.
I pulled my jeans up and fastened them. “No, I’ve got to get out of here.”
“Wait.” She sat up quickly, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I don’t want you to go. I’m not ready. It’s been two weeks. This isn’t enough time.”
I hung my head. There wasn’t a fucking thing I could do about it. I wasn’t going to dwell on it. There was no point.
“Baby, don’t make this harder on yourself.” I pulled her hands from my neck.
“Don’t you want to stay?”
I clasped the buckle into place. “Of course I want to stay. But I have a game tomorrow. I can’t stay up all night. And Charlie is on to this.” I pointed between us. “This is my way of keeping our deal until the red carpet.”
She pouted. And it was the prettiest damn pout I’d ever seen. God, I wanted those lips. To kiss them. To fuck them. She was killing me. I knew she’d let me come down her throat. I closed my eyes.
“I’ll text you later.” I tried to walk to the door, but her naked body clung to me.
“No, don’t go yet. A few more minutes. Take a shower with me? At least help me clean off.”
I looked at her glistening belly. I had done that.
I yanked the shirt over my head. “Ten-minute shower and then I’m out of here.”
She smiled victoriously. “Wait until you see this shower.”
I laughed. I think we both knew no one in this room gave a shit about what the shower looked like. Once we were in it we wouldn’t even see it.