I cross the room, grabbing the tumbler out of her hand and finish the drink. Once more, I grab her hand, and this time, I take her to my bedroom.
My room is along the same glass wall, allowing a view from my four-poster king-sized bed. Most nights I pull the privacy curtain closed to sleep, but fucking Flynn with the city lights illuminating her stellar body sounds fucking incredible.
I’m more methodical about removing my clothes compared to my one-night-stand. I take my shoes off in my walk-in closet, lining them up on the floor. When I walk back out, Flynn is already pulling her dress over her head, exposing herself to the city below. She’s completely naked under her dress and begging to be taken against the windows.
“You’re a little overdressed,” She purrs. Her lips are pursed as she stands proud with her hands on her hips. She has no shame about being herself, not to me or the world outside my windows.
She strides over to me, her long legs carrying her across the room at the same increased tempo my heart is beating. This is really fucking happening. A woman aside from my wife sucked my dick and now I’m going to fuck her tight little holes.
I take a brief moment to appreciate her body as she struts over to me. Her legs are a mile long and her pretty pussy has a landing strip directing me where to go. A bar with two black diamonds on each end pierces her belly button and two matching bars sit through each of her nipples.
Her long black hair cascades down her back, landing near her trim waist and giving me a perfect view of her large, perky tits.
A sinister smirk is plastered on her lips as she watches me check her out. It’s no wonder she has nothing to be ashamed of. She’s fucking flawless.
She tugs on my shirt the moment she reaches me, begging me to undress. With every button she undoes, she gets more eager, moving quickly to pop the final button undone. Her hands graze over my shoulders as she pushes the shirt off my back.
The white cotton falls to the floor and Flynn’s hands trail over my biceps, dragging down my torso as she inspects every inch of me. My abs tighten under her fingers and once she hits my pants, she unbuckles them as well.
I step out of them after she pushes them down my legs. My cock pushes against my briefs, begging for her attention. I’m glad she blew me in the car or I’d probably come the second I got inside her.
Her fingers hook inside the waistband of my boxers, ready to push them over my hips, but I stop her. If my cock comes out to play now, I’ll never last.
Flynn doesn’t seem like the type to stick around. She won’t get clingy or beg for seconds. Tonight is the definition of a one night stand and I’ll be damned if I don’t make the most of it. Tonight, I’m going to devour her. I’m going to savor her. I want her to wake up tomorrow sore and shocked to find out sex could be that good.
I saw the boy at the bar. The one she toyed with who drooled at her feet. She’s in the big leagues now and I plan to make my cock ruin her.
Three
Flynn
“Get on the bed and spread your legs.” Goosebumps pebble on my skin at his command. I’m not used to such a bossy man telling me what to do in bed. The boys I tend to sleep with have to be told what to do. They don’t do the telling.
Liam doesn’t look like the typical damaged Dom ready to inflict pain on me. No, he’s polished and maybe a little sad behind the eyes. He’s rich but welcoming, not intimidating. His voice wavers the slightest bit, barely detectable under the command, like this is new territory for him as well.
His mattress envelopes me as I lie down. I do what he says and spread my legs and my hand instinctively makes its way down to my pussy. I’m already wet, so I tease myself, pushing my middle finger in and out slowly and spreading my wetness up to my clit.
“Are you wet for me?” His voice is husky and strained, raspy and almost inaudible under the gravelly timbre.
“Drenched.”
“Can I find out for myself?” I knew he was a gentleman.
I nod, but he doesn’t move. “Please.” I’ve never had to beg before, but it’s the right answer because he stalks toward me in an instant.
He joins me on the bed, though my head is on his pillows, he stays at the bottom. He watches me play with myself until he can’t take it anymore.
He pounces on me. I barely have enough time to move my hand out of the way before he clamps his mouth over my pussy.
And holy shit, the man can eat pussy like a God.
You’d think his job was sitting around and perfecting the art of cunnilingus. Give the man his certificate because he’s perfected it, all right.
I’m a talker in bed. I thrive off dirty talk and make porn sounds like it’s my job. Sex is fun and I like a show. But I don’t even need to pretend with Liam.
When he nibbles on my clit, I scream. “Fuuuuck, Liam. I’m coming.” He doesn’t stop. If anything, he ravishes me harder.
My body is still coming down from the aftershocks of my first orgasm when
