Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, he kept his gaze laser focused on the road but shook his head. “Nope. Sorry to disappoint you, but we’re not going to make out a little. We’re going to make out a lot. Then you’re going to come on my fingers and on my tongue, and then I’m going to fuck you. Probably at least twice. After that, what we do is up to you.”
“How generous of you,” I joked, but I was practically panting by now.
He let out a throaty chuckle. “I plan on being very generous with you, but you might have to wait for it. Do you still like that?”
My mouth had gone completely dry, and I squeezed my legs together. Thanks to Bart’s speed, at least we were already pulling in at the hotel. We were out of the car so fast that I couldn’t reply before we checked in. Then he just about threw cash at the desk worker so we could get the key to our room.
Fingers twined together, we took off for the hallway and raced to the room at the end of it, unable to stop touching as we did. Bart cursed when he swept the key card over the reader and it flashed orange. “I swear, if this door doesn’t open on this try, I’m taking you up against this wall and I don’t give a fuck who sees us.”
The light flashed green when he swiped it across the reader again, and as soon as it did, we were in each other’s arms. I heard the door slam shut, but I had no idea if he’d kicked it or nudged it to get it to close. All I knew was that we were finally, blissfully alone and that I couldn’t wait to get him naked.
It seemed he felt the same because my clothes started flying almost as soon as I completed the thought. I kicked off my shoes as he pulled my sweater over my head, the shirt I’d had on underneath it following soon after.
Once my shoes were off, I started on his belt while he pushed off my pants and my panties in one go. I stepped out of them, left only in my bra for the barest of seconds before that was off, too. All the while, he never stopped kissing me unless it was absolutely necessary so one of our shirts could pass between our mouths.
By the time he pushed me back on the bed, I was naked and he was left only in his socks. He towered over me, standing at the edge of the mattress. The look in his eyes as he raked them over every inch of me was so hot that his eyes were like twin green flames.
“What was that you were saying about the things you were going to do to me?” he asked roughly. “I was only sort of kidding when I said you could do whatever you want after I’ve fucked you for the second time. You’re going to have to tell me what you want here, Serenity. Once we get started, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to stop.”
“All I want is you,” I said, and it was the truth. “Just you, Bart. There are things I want to do with you, obviously, but they can wait. It’s nothing urgent. Just fantasies.”
His gaze snapped back up to mine just as mine had dropped to drink him in. I’d been so busy looking at the reactions on his face while he looked at me that I hadn’t gotten around to my own exploration. Our eyes clashed as his came up while mine were on their way down, and his were so intense that I paused there, promising myself I’d get my fill of him later.
“Fantasies?” he asked, his voice somehow playful and dark all at the same time. “Have you been fantasizing about me again, or are these old fantasies we never got to?”
My cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red, and a low growl rumbled out of him. I loved Bart when he was like this. Okay, so not only when he was like this. I loved him all the time, but I also loved what he was like when we were being intimate behind closed doors.
Dominant but not in an extreme way. Assertive. Confident. Vocal. At other times, he could be so sweet that he made me want to cry. Frankly, sex with him was just as fun and exhilarating as skydiving, and being with him like this was like getting back on my favorite old bike.
It came so naturally that I didn’t hesitate. I’d never been shy with him and I wasn’t about to start now. The two of us had always had fun together in the bedroom, and that was what had made the sex so much better.
“New fantasies,” I admitted breathlessly as I finally let my gaze drop to his cock. I’d seen the rest of that gorgeous, leanly muscled body back in Iceland, and even though it was sexy as hell with all that powerful definition, his dick was the one part of him that I’d yet to get properly acquainted with again. “Hello, old friend.”
Surprised laughter came out of him. “Did you just say hi to my cock?”
“Yep.” I stared at him unashamedly, not even trying to hide where I was looking or pretending I was only taking a glimpse. “Give me a minute. It’s been a while. Nice to see he’s as happy to see me as I am to see him.”
I sat up, taking his long, thick length in my hand and running my fingertip over the most prominent of the veins on it. Bart shuddered and let out a long moan, his head dropping back to send a piercing glare to the ceiling.
“About what you asked in the car,” I murmured against his silky skin. “The answer is yes. I do still like to wait, but not this time, okay? Maybe later, but not right now. I think we’ve both waited long enough as it is.”
CHAPTER27
BART
“Fuck, Serenity,” I groaned as she closed her mouth over the tip of my dick, sucking me in slowly. “That feels so damn good. God, I missed this.”
She smiled around me, blue eyes filled with lust as she glanced up and nodded her agreement. Her hand came up between my legs, first just holding my balls before she started gently massaging them.
“Shit. I’m going to come real soon if you don’t stop that, baby. Really fucking soon. I’ve been worked up all day and it’s been too long.”
Humming a noise of approval at the back of her throat, she gave my hip a soft tap. I remembered what that tap meant. It was from before, but I was pretty sure it meant the same thing.
Go ahead. Come for me.
I didn’t really want it to be over so soon, but on the other hand, it wouldn’t be. It would just mean that I’d have longer with her while I recharged before I got to come deep inside her the next time around.
As she doubled her efforts, I realized that I didn’t really have a choice. It felt too good and I’d wanted her again for too long, and she really still knew how to push my buttons. Her teeth, tongue, lips, hands, and fingernails were all involved, and eventually, I just closed my eyes and surrendered. This was what she wanted, and since I would give her anything right about now, I was more than happy to give her this.