16
ISABELLA
My heart had never pounded as hard as it did when Parker pinned me against that wall. It was all over the place, thumping erratically as I drank in his gaze and realized he wasn’t messing with me.
We hadn’t lied to each other yet, not as far as I knew. Part of me had believed he was just joking until right this minute. Another part of me had thought that maybe he was telling a lie, but it was clear now that he wasn’t.
Holy. Fuck. Parker has been having sexy thoughts about me?Very specific sexy thoughts that he’d just voiced without flinching.Fuck a duck. I’ve always thought his lips were sexy but that mouth? That’s the shit dirty dreams are made of.
I wasn’t deprived. I’d had sex before. It hadn’t been recent and it wasn’t often, but that was what I had a vibrator for. I took out my trusty purple bullet often enough to keep me satisfied. Or so I’d thought.
My body, however, reacted to those words as if he’d thrown a stick of dynamite into the already charged air. If I’d thought I was aroused before, it had nothing on what I was feeling now. My mouth was dry, my panties were wet, and my entire world suddenly seemed to be spinning—in the best way possible.
“Parker,” I breathed, not trusting my voice enough to try to speak up.
“What, Bella?” he replied roughly, his own voice sounding thicker than usual. “Now it’s your turn to tell me. What is it? Are we going back to our room so I can eat your pussy or are we going back downstairs to eat some cake?”
“C-cake?” I stammered.Why am I stammering? I don’t stammer. I never stammer.
“Yes, Bella. Cake or pussy?” He reached up to run his strong fingers from my cheek and down my neck before resting his palm right over the top of my chest. Not over my breast but surely close enough to feel my heart thrumming like a fucking hummingbird.
“Not cake,” I muttered. “Definitely not cake.”
His lips broke into a slow, sexy grin. “Let’s go.”
He wound his fingers through mine and pulled me along with him, racing in the direction of our room. Thankfully, we weren’t that far away from it.
Kicking the door shut behind him with a resounding boom, he tugged me into him and looked deep into my eyes when I crashed into his chest. “You’re sure about this?”
I nodded mutely, but it was enough for him. Without waiting another moment, he brought his hand up to cup my jaw and sealed his lips over mine.And, oh my God, this guy can kiss.
Bright white lights and sparks exploded behind my eyes, racing through me and settling right between my legs. Feeling bolder than ever before, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, kissing him back without hesitation. I wanted him more than I’d known it was possible to want someone, and he needed to know it.
He responded with equal ferocity, hungrily devouring my mouth and groaning as he lifted me off my feet and carried me to our bed. The tux was tricky to get off, but I managed—with his help. Once he was naked but before I could get a good look at him, he spun me around and tugged the zipper at my back down in one smooth motion.
Pushing the straps off my shoulders, he let the dress fall to pool around my feet. My bra and panties were next, and then I was left in only my heels. Not moving to take those off yet, he turned me around again and held out his hand to help me onto the bed.
I lay down on the mattress, but I was barely aware of anything other than him. I could finally see him, and I would never be the same again. Between his fervent kisses and that body, I swore I was ruined for all other men from this moment on.
I’d known Parker was ripped. Obviously. The guy owned a chain of gyms, for fuck’s sake. But I couldn’t have imagined the way he looked completely naked if I’d tried.Also obviously, I have tried.I just never could’ve imagined anyone could look like him.
Every inch of his body was defined, every muscle chiseled and seemingly carved from stone. The skin over his ribs on his left side was dripping with ink, intricately designed markings that I desperately wanted to run my tongue over.
Lower down, standing tall and proudly reaching up to the sky, was his cock. It twitched for me when I looked at it, like it was saying hi. It might’ve been a while since I’d last done this, but I was pretty sure I wasn’t supposed to wave hello to the man’s penis.
This penis, however, certainly deservedsomethingif not a wave. It was long and thick, the skin there smooth and shiny.
Parker stood at the edge of the bed, watching me taking him in.Taking him in… Now there’s an idea.
I got to my knees on the edge of the bed and placed my hands on his trim hips to pull him a few inches closer. His gaze tracked my every move, hooded as he watched me open my mouth to lick him. A guttural groan tore from his chest when I sucked him in, circling the tip with my tongue to test it out.
I hadn’t done this for ages but it, too, was like riding a bike. I got the hang of it quickly, relishing every rock of his hips and every primal sound I coaxed out of him. Just when I was really getting into it, he pushed me away and back down to the mattress.
“My turn.” He grinned before dropping to his knees in front of the bed, opening my legs before using his grip on them to pull me closer to the edge. That was my only warning before he tucked in, and I nearly cried in relief and pleasure when he put his mouth on me.
Just like with the kissing, the man knew what he was doing down there. So fast that I should’ve been embarrassed, he sent me careening to the stars. I called out his name as the knot of tension deep inside me released and exquisite pleasure rushed through me.
And then, like he was simply trying to prove he could, he did it again.