His hand let go of my thigh and went to my waist to hold me in place as he kissed my sex over and over again, like a starving man, his teeth lightly grazing my tortured clit. His tongue tortured me, licking and stroking, hard and fast between my folds.
My hands pounded against the table. The resulting sting just the perfect amount of relief I needed, just so I could bear more. I moved my fingers into his hair, fisting bundles of the mass as my body jerked and twisted against him. “God, you’re good.” I gasped. He slid a finger inside of me then another finger joined the assault and my hips bucked in response, shamelessly urging his thrusts.
“Leah you’re so tight,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Look at how greedy your pussy is for me.”
I managed a smile as he pulled me even further towards the edge of the table, pushed his fingers back into me with a pumping rhythm that hastened my race to an orgasm. His motion seemed leisurely at first, and then became frantic.
I couldn’t contain it. My core tightened, the sweet tension completely overwhelming me until I exploded into his hand.
I came with a drawn out, torturous cry, my knees knocking against the sides of his head as my body jerked and spasmed at the force of the orgasm. “Fuck,” I shouted, my eyes fluttering open to gaze upon the man that had just shifted the world from under my feet.
My legs were still levitated in the air as he pulled away, unbridled triumph in his eyes.
He rose to his feet, then his gaze glued to mine. He held the back of my head in position and leaned forward to end his performance with a slow sensual kiss that had me reeling.
I loved the way I tasted on his tongue and wanted more than anything to repay the service he had just meted out to me.
“You’re fucking delicious,” he stated hoarsely.
“My hotel is fifteen minutes away,” I said. “We can pick up some condoms on the way.”
“Mine is five minutes away.” He gave me a wink. “I have a few in my luggage.”
I was so sold. With a squeal, I got up from the table, but when I landed on my feet, my knees instantly buckled. Oh wow, I was far from a full recovery.
He caught me, amused. “I’ve got you.” He placed a soft kiss on my forehead.
I wondered if he realized the sweet kiss only worsened my state. I held onto him until I felt stable enough, then turned quietly to grab my purse. As I’d stared into his eyes, it’d felt like the wind had been knocked out of me… I wasn’t positive yet if this was a good thing or not.
He bent down to retrieve my fallen thong. “I’ll hold onto this,” he said.
I bit my lip in amusement, hoping I could do the same later, keeping some souvenir from the best sex-capade, I might ever have in my lifetime.
With that sexy smile, Carter slipped the black lace into his pocket. He held onto my hand and led me out of the club.
Chapter 3
Leah
Fifteen minutes later, I turned to watch him as he locked the door to his room and reached to undo the buttons of his shirt.
I didn’t even spare any time to take in the surroundings as we’d barely made it to the room without attacking each other. With my seized underwear he had gotten full access to my sex and had refused to let go of it on our way here. He’d constantly palmed me at the most unexpected moments, his finger slipping within the folds to continually stroke me every chance he got.
My breasts had been assaulted while in the back of the taxi, my erect buds caught between his teeth through the material and sucked on as his hands had plumped the heavy mounds, bringing me way too close to the brink. I couldn’t wait to spend the night with him. I couldn’t recall ever feeling so wild, unrestrained and excited.
He stalked me like a predator after its prey as he shoved his shirt aside.
I retreated at the tease, ready to become thoroughly exposed with this complete stranger, while I reached to my side to pull down the zipper of my tube top. My breasts spilled out as I pulled the material away, my hands molding as much of the masses as I could handle.
The flare of appreciation in his eyes spurred me on, my teeth nibbling on my bottom lip.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Leah. You have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.”
A smile broke out across my lips as I stopped retreating and waited for him to close the distance between us.
He had already undone his belt and button, so with my gaze on his, I unzipped his fly and got down to my knees. Gripping the edges of his jeans along with the dark briefs he wore underneath, I pulled on the material.
He gave me a little hand to slide them down his hips.
His cock sprang free, and a small gasp escaped my throat. Thick and lengthened with such arousal as bulging veins lined its sides. I ran my hands gently down the velvety smooth, but rock hard shaft, fair and pretty, ready for my attention. This part of him too, was beautiful.
The intensity of his gaze made me nervous… it felt as though they mocked me with the notion that I wouldn’t be able to properly reciprocate… to unravel him as he had done to me in the club. But I was determined.
I flicked my tongue across the
