My dick presses even harder against my zipper as I move closer to her. I rest my arm behind her on the chair, moving close to her ear. “My lip ring turns you on, huh?”
She turns her head, our lips just a breath away from each other. “Fuck yes,” she whispers.
Between my dick and the alcohol, I am no longer in charge. My head is swimming and my dick is begging for attention. I bite her ear lobe and she sucks in a breath. “You should see my other piercings, sweetheart.”
I pull back and her shocked, yet curious eyes are wide. Her plump lips begin to lift, and I know I’m going to do something I shouldn’t. She surprises the fuck out of me when she leans over and whispers, “Show me.”
I sit up straight, looking to see if she’s going to laugh or tell me she’s joking. However, there is no sign of that. Her intense eyes, flushed face, and increased breathing tell me she’s serious. I rub the back of my neck and blow out a breath.
“Ivy, I’m not looking for a relationship or anything,” I quickly say.
She giggles and stands up, holding her hand out. “I’m leaving in a few days, Kace. I’m not looking for anything either.” She nods her head to the door that leads to the back and smiles. “Now show me.”
Who the fuck am I to reject her? I’ve been waiting months to know what it feels like to fuck her. I stand up and grab her tiny hand, leading her to the door. I push it open and the blasting music, loud voices, and constant laughter are silenced when it closes behind us. I don’t say anything as I escort her to a room. Once inside, I close the door, locking it. It looks similar to all the other rooms here. Ugly brown walls, a dresser, a bed, and a bathroom. It’s made for fucking and sleeping, not much more. My eyes drag down Ivy’s sexy body and I’m hoping for fucking and no sleep.
“Take off your dress,” I demand, stepping closer to her.
She bites her lip and I wrap my large arm around her tiny waist, pulling her to me. My mouth crashes to hers and I suck that bottom lip into my mouth. She lets out a soft moan and my fingers sink into her side. I don’t kiss her though. I pull back, my eyes crazy as I look at her. “I fucking told you not to do that,” I breathlessly say. I step back and cross my arms. “Take off your dress.”
This time she obeys, reaching back to the zipper. I watch every move like I need to commit it to memory. The way the curls in her hair bounce as she turns her head. The way her slender arms reach back and tighten as she works down the zipper. The way her breathing picks up as she turns around, letting her dress pool at her feet. Fuck.
My eyes travel from her heated brown eyes, down to her red lips, and continue to her tits, which are on full display. Her hard, pink nipples tell me she’s as turned on as I am. Her body is even more breathtaking than I ever imagined, and I fucking imagined. Her skin looks like silk, her waist is as small as she is, but damn her tits are either fake or she has the best tits I’ve ever seen. I adjust my cock through my jeans as my eyes travel further down to her black thong. The need to rip it off of her to finally see her completely naked is causing me to shake. I swallow and clear my throat.
“Fuck, you are incredibly beautiful, Ivy,” I say.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
I once again pull her to me, my hand resting on her ass, as my eyes burn into hers. “Tell me again this is nothing more than one night,” I order.
Her hands run up my chest and her eyes widen when she feels that my nipples are pierced. I’m briefly surprised Harper never told her, but that is an extremely brief thought when Ivy’s sweet, soft voice says, “Kace, I want one night with you. I’ve fought the want for so long, I deserve this before I leave. No guilt, no promises, no regrets.”
“Fuck,” I whisper. I press my lips to hers and she opens right up for me. The second our tongues touch, I stop thinking. I deepen the kiss, swallowing the moan she lets out. Her hands are pulling at the bottom of my shirt, as mine dig into her ass. I don’t want to pull away because having her taste in my mouth is fucking hot, but she wants more and I’m going to give her more than she ever bargained for.
I break the kiss as she lets out a disappointed groan. It makes me chuckle as I step back, pulling my shirt over my head. Her eyes widen as she takes in my pierced nipples. She bites her bottom lip as she studies me, finally bringing her brown eyes to mine.
“Does it hurt?” she asks, reaching her hand out, but dropping it.
I grab her wrist and put her hand on my chest. “No, it doesn’t hurt. It makes my nipples more sensitive, so don’t be afraid to pull, bite, suck. It all feels good, sweetheart.”
Her fingers lightly dance over both of my nipples, feeling the bar that goes through them. “So, this is for sexual pleasure?”
She seems almost naive in this moment, but it’s a turn on. “You’ve never been with someone with piercings, have you?”
Her eyes lift to mine as she shakes her head. “No.”
Fuck.Me. I nod and unbutton my jeans. I shove them along with my boxers to the floor and step out of them. She bites her lip, but as soon as she notices her head snaps to mine. “Your dick is pierced?” she shouts.
I laugh as I grab my cock. “Yeah it is.”
“That’s a Prince Albert, right?” she asks, nervous to look back down.
“No, it’s an ampallang and it’s for your sexual pleasure as much as mine,” I explain.
She glances back down, so I begin to stroke my extremely hard cock. “I’ve never, umm.” She clears her throat. “Been with anyone with that before.”
I laugh again and she looks at me from under her long lashes. “I figured since you already said you’ve never been with someone with piercings.”
“I just didn’t think, well, that you had one in your cock. I mean that has to hurt,” she says.