Yes, she had. And he hadn’t understood a word. She rose and walked toward him. “Thank you again. I’ll tell Mike you took good care of me.”
He reached out with a light bronze finger and touched her cheek. Tingles shot through her. He murmured something she didn’t understand as he caressed her jaw line, trailing his finger down her neck, igniting little sparks of pleasure across her skin. When she looked into his eyes, she swore they had darkened. His lids looked heavier, too.
He dropped his gaze to her lips.
“D-Do you want to kiss me?”
She had never said anything like that to a man before, fearful that the answer would be no, even if all the signals were present. But he didn’t know what she said. How completely liberating! She could say anything. And if she misread the signals, he wouldn’t know anyway, so she didn’t need to be embarrassed.
She gulped down her last bit of shyness. “You do want to kiss me,” she said, piercing his gaze with her own. “I can tell.”
He lowered his beautiful lips and brushed hers gently. A simple touch. Not even a kiss really. But the sensation of it traveled at light speed straight to her pussy.
She looked to his crotch. Yep, the bulge was there. She shuddered and then raised her head. “Kiss me again,” she said and touched his cheek, urging his mouth to hers.
He took the hint well, and his tongue darted out and traced the seam of her lips. She opened for him, and when his tongue touched hers, a quake shook her entire body. From a kiss. Either this guy was really good, or she was feeling something she’d never felt before.
Who was he? Would they ever be able speak to each other? Touching was communication though, wasn’t it? Kissing? Sex? Oh yeah. Sex.
His tongue snaked around hers, and a raspy groan escaped his throat. They kissed passionately, a frenzy of teeth and lips. Her skin erupted in tiny bumps, her blood heated to scalding. More, I want more.
He turned without breaking the kiss, closed the door, and pushed her against it, crushing them together. His arousal poked into her stomach. She sighed when he moved his lips from her mouth to her cheek, trailing fluttering kisses to her ear. He traced her ear with his tongue, nipped at the lobe, and breathed on the wetness.
Allison shuddered. She didn’t know him. Wasn’t even sure she knew his name. Couldn’t speak to him. But she made an impulsive, impetuous decision. She was going to fuck him. This beautiful Asian stud. Today he would be hers.
He murmured to her in Korean. His voice was low and husky. Very sexy. Who cared what he was saying? Clearly he was attracted to her. Without moving his hot lips from her skin, he edged toward the bed.
“Oh, baby,” Alli said, lacing her fingers through his silky black hair. “I bet you’re an animal in bed. I bet you have an amazing cock.”
Had she really said that out loud? The word “cock?” She stifled a giggle and thought of her previous sexual encounters, when she had longed to talk dirty but was too shy. Too inhibited. Today was her day. She didn’t need to worry. She’d likely never see Dee again, and he couldn’t understand her anyway.
“Yeah, a luscious ginger lollipop.” She cupped him through his jeans.
He gasped, and then groaned.
“I can’t wait to get my mouth on it, handsome.”
The dirty talk opened a previously locked portal in her brain, casting her inhibitions to the wind. She pushed him down onto the bed and climbed on top of him, straddling him and grinding her clothed pussy into his hardness.
He moaned.
“Do you like that? Do you like when I grind my hot pussy onto your cock?” She pulled his T-shirt out of his jeans. “Let’s get this off.”
His naked torso filled her senses. He was beautifully sculpted, his chest bare like a Greek statue. She had only had two previous lovers, but both of them had hair on their chests. How erotic to see only muscle. Muscle and milk chocolate nipples. She lowered her lips and kissed one. It hardened under her tongue. Mmm, smooth and delicious. Just like the rest of him. She rained kisses all over his chest and belly and then pushed her tongue into his navel.
All the while he babbled in Korean, his eyes closed, a content smile on his face.
“What’s in here, I wonder?” She arched her eyebrows as she unsnapped his jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper, the soft zing echoing in the quiet room.
He wiggled his hips, helping her slide his jeans and boxers over his taut ass, just enough to reveal his treasures.
And there it was. Hard and velvety and huge, a tiny pearl shaped drop oozing from the tip.
“Oh my God.” She dropped her mouth into an O. “What a fucking beautiful cock.” She winked at him. “I give a fantastic blow job.”
It wasn’t true—at least as far as she knew—but what did it matter? He didn’t know what she said. Today she was the seductress she’d always wanted to be.
“I’ll be right back.” She climbed to the foot of the bed and took off his Tevas. Sheesh, even his tan feet were nice looking. Then she pulled his jeans and boxers the rest of the way off and left them crumpled on the floor.