“Ask me,” she whispered, then she loosened her arms as her back touched the sheets and for just a moment, half-cast in my shadow, she looked like both heaven and hell lived in her. Powerful and vulnerable. “Anything.”
“I need you to tell me what you enjoy,” I said. “I have so many things I want to do and you have to tell me when you don’t like something, or if you want more.”
I’d never wanted to know what pleasured a woman more than I did right now. The wildness in her as she’d taken my whole cock, how tight the vise of her cunt around me had been as she pulsed and came—it just left me wanting hermore.
Surprise flickered across her expression and her lips parted in silent wonder. The fist of warmth in my chest unfolded. I’d surprised her and she seemed to be enjoying the surprise.
“Is there anything you don’t want me to do?” I asked when she lay there silently. I had one hand braced against the bed and she stretched her hands up to cup my face. Her thighs were spread, still cradling me and the urge to thrust into her and take the edge off scraped through me, but I could be patient.
“Don’t ever restrain me,” she whispered. “Not without asking me first.”
“I won’t.” A vow. I would never. “Anything else?”
“Nothing I can think of.” She caressed my face and I turned my hand into her palm and kissed it before glancing down at her.
“Are you comfortable?”
Amusement curved her lips again. “Well, I’m empty and your cock feels so good—but I know where it would feel better.”
“Soon,” I promised before dipping my head down to kiss her again. She opened to the first thrust of my tongue and her fingers speared through my hair. The taste of her was just the beginning. As eager as I was for the open trust in her kiss, I wanted to plunder the rest of the treasure she offered to me.
The soft whimper she let out before I took one of her nipples into my mouth, only encouraged me. I wanted all the sounds. All the soft cries. All the pleasure. Only when I had her squirming from how much attention I showered on her nipples did I work my way down. My dick ached from the blood pounding in it, but the rich, musky scent of her desire had my mouth watering.
It only took two hard strokes of my tongue and a pulling suck of her clit to have her hips arching as her orgasm unleashed. I lapped her up, eager for every single drop. When she let out a panting cry, I glanced up and smiled at her. The taste of her was fresh on my lips and I wanted more.
“Did you like that?”
Her laughter was music to my ears and I buried my face in her sweet cunt once more.
* * *
“I can feelyou staring at me,” Vienna told her pillow as she pressed her face deeper into the high-end pillow case.
Grinning, I scooted closer until she was cuddled up against me. Or I was cuddled up against her.
When I woke up this morning, her calm, easy breathing, that only came from a deep sleep, was like music to my ears. I couldn’t remember a time when I had felt so much contentment as just listening to her exist with me.
But I hadn’t touched her. My fingers had twitched to trace circles on her spine, exposed by the sheet draped only over that sweet curve of her ass. If I touched her, she could have woken up, and I didn’t want to disturb her. She needed her sleep and I wasn’t about to deprive her of anything if I could help it.
The last two days in this hotel room had been unfettered bliss. A whirl of making love, eating room service, and taking long showers while in each other's arms. Vienna hadn’t said when we would leave, but I knew it was coming soon.
Only now that I had good memories in this room, I wasn’t ready to leave it. We’d have to remember the room number and come back on this day every year.
“You’re beautiful. How could I not stare at you?” I kissed the crown of her head then nuzzled against the side of her face. Strands of honey blonde hair, curly and wild from sleep, stuck to my stubbled jaw as I pulled back.
Just because I couldn’t resist, I flexed my hips against her side. My dick now had an addiction and it seemed it wanted to grind against her at every opportunity.
“Okay Mr. Love Machine, I think my pussy’s had enough for now. You woke me up three times last night,” she tried to grumble but the curl of her mouth said otherwise.
Pride blossomed in my chest, knowing I’d not only worn her out, but sated her too. I knew because she’d whispered her pleasure to me in the dark of night.
“I can’t help it. You’re irresistible.” I lightly pushed against her shoulder so she turned on her side. Then I roped an arm around her back and pulled her flush against me. Skin on skin. I’d always crave this feeling with Vienna.
“Hmm,” she hummed contentedly. “As much as I’d like to stay in bed with you all day, we need to get out of here.” There it was. Even knowing it was coming, her words still dropped a cold ball of disappointment in my stomach.
Instead of moving to get out of bed, she tangled her legs with mine as she tipped her face up for a good morning kiss. It was a simple press of lips, then she rolled away from me as I was left reaching for her.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she glanced over her shoulder, and my morning wood became an unbreakable diamond. Vienna was so strong, incredibly cunning, and a bit cold when the occasion called for it. But right now, she was all feminine curves and delicate features. I wanted to devour her all over again.