He moans, his hands clenching into fists as I drag my tongue up between his pecs to his neck. I grind against him as I sink my teeth into his skin, wanting to mark him the way he marked me.
“There.” I smile, pulling back to see the imprint I left. “Now you’re mine.”
“I’ve been yours,” he says, his eyes dark with lust. I glance up to see his fingers tightening around the bar, as though he’s fighting the urge to rip his hands free and consume me.
It’s like a fire has been ignited inside me. I reach down, undoing his belt and pants as I reach inside and fist his cock. His head falls back against the wall with an audible thunk, his eyes closing as his lips part on a groan. Gripping him tightly, I stroke his length. Putting my lips up to his ear, I say the words I’ve been trying to muster the courage to utter since I tied him up.
“You like that, daddy?” I’m shocked I managed to say it. The second the last word leaves my mouth, his eyes fly open. He’s needy and hungry, like a wolf ready to pounce.
“Fuck yes,” he growls, the fabric of his tie straining against his wrists as he struggles to maintain his composure.
I pull his cock from his pants, lifting my own skirt in the process and pulling my panties to the side before lining him up at my entrance. Teasing both of us, I spread my wetness on his tip while he watches.
“I—we don’t have a condom.”
“Are you on birth control?”
I nod and begin sliding down his girth. It stings a bit, causing me to wince.
“Spit, baby.”
“Huh?” I look away from where our bodies are joined and meet his eyes. His resolve is beginning to crumble.
“Spit on my cock so you can sit on it.”
I scoot back a little so I can spit on him like he instructed.
“Now climb back on and ride me before I come in your hand.”
I obey, quickly realigning his tip at my entrance and lowering myself onto him.
“Ohhh,” I groan, half from pain, half from pleasure as I inch further down his shaft. He lifts his hips a little, helping me.
I lift up, then slide back down, my body relaxing a little more with each thrust, allowing me to take more and more of him. Soon, I’m gripping the railing where his hands are tied, using it as leverage to ride him faster.
“Come on, baby. Use me. Make yourself come.”
Alex’s words tip me over the edge. My body convulses as I fall forward. I kiss him deeply, my tongue massaging his. He groans, his hips thrusting upward as he finds his own release. I collapse against his chest. We’re both panting, completely spent. He wriggles one hand free and places it in the middle of my back.
“Thank you, baby.” He kisses my forehead.
I sit up, wincing a little as I lift my hips and he slips out of me.
“Take your panties off.”
I don’t question him; I just do as he says and hand them over. He lifts my skirt and wipes away the remnants of his release before cleaning himself and putting them into his pocket with a flirty wink.
“You ready to finally get out of here?”
“I think so.” I giggle as we stand to adjust our clothing. He turns the key on the control panel and presses the button for the elevator to take us to the lobby. When we reach the ground floor, he tells me his driver is waiting.
“Do you think people will know what we did in there?” I ask as we walk through the lobby where only the night attendants and Todd are on duty. Alex tips his head at them and gives Todd a knowing smile.
He has his arm looped around my shoulders and is carrying the half empty bottle of rum with his other hand. Our clothing is wrinkled and askew, his hair is a mess, and his tie is undone, haphazardly wrapped around his neck.
“Sweetheart, anyone who looks at us knows exactly what we just did in there.” He laughs, pulling me into his arms so I’m facing him when we enter the vestibule of the lobby. “And I want them to know what we did. I want everyone to know you’re mine…forever.” He leans in, kissing me softly. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” My smile is so big it causes my eyes to squint. I pause just as we step outside. “Oh.”