Dawson ’s sharp intake of breath was audible in the big room and Kate felt herself blush. She had to fight the urge to cover her breasts at the suddenly predatory look on his face. She was a modern, empowered woman, for this weekend at least, and modern, empowered women were not shy in the bedroom. With that in mind, she hooked her thumbs in her panties, then slowly wiggled them over her curvy hips and let them slide down her legs.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Dawson breathed.
Other men had told Kate she was beautiful, but coming from Dawson, the compliment warmed her to the tips of her toes. She moved to take off her shoes, but then remembered his earlier command and decided to leave them on. There was something very naughty about wearing nothing but a pair of high heels during sex.
She stepped out of her panties and was just about to walk over to the bed when she remembered the condom in her purse.
Dawson must have seen her hesitate. “There’s a condom in the bedside table.”
Kate opened the drawer to find a box of condoms sitting there. Obviously, he came prepared. As she tore off one of the foil packets, Rachel’s earlier comment came back to her and she found herself wondering if Dawson was ever a boy scout. She’d have to remember to ask him, she thought as she handed the packet to him.
She’d never really paid much attention when a guy put on a condom, but watching Dawson roll one on was an erotic experience all its own. When he was done, he pushed himself back on the bed and gave her a sexy look.
Eager to finally have him inside her, Kate climbed on the bed and straddled his legs. Gazing into his eyes, she rubbed the slit of her pussy against the head of his cock for one, long teasing moment before slowly and deliberately lowering herself onto him. He was hot and hard, and she gasped as his length filled her. It was as if he was made for the sole purpose of pleasuring her.
Dawson put his hands on her hips. “Ride me.”
Kate didn’t need to be told twice. Placing her hands on his chest, she began to slowly move up and down on his cock. Each time she came down on him, she rolled her hips, squeezing him tightly with her pussy.
“Damn, that feels incredible,” he rasped. “Don’t stop.”
She smiled. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
Keenly aware of him watching her through half-closed eyes, Kate lifted her hands and cupped her breasts as she continued to move. Her nipples hardened even more at her touch and she gave them a firm little pinch between her fingers.
Beneath her, Dawson shifted his hands to grip her ass and slowly began to thrust his hips in time with hers. The move drove his cock deeper and deeper inside every time he pumped, and she let out a little moan. God, that felt amazing. It was like he was finding places inside her she never even knew existed. Then again, considering how big he was, it was entirely possible he was touching her in places she’d never been touched before.
She leaned forward to kiss him, her mouth closing over his hungrily. His tongue met hers halfway, claiming it for his own, and she sighed with pleasure.
With a groan, Dawson tightened his hold on her ass and rolled them both over so that he was now the one on top. Kate blinked up at him in surprise, breathless from their kiss.
“That was a neat move,” she said.
He chuckled. “I’ve got plenty of them.”
She smiled. “I bet you do.”
But the words came out muffled as Dawson bent his head to kiss her again. Kate reached up to loop her arms around his neck, her fingers finding their way into his thick hair as she wrapped her legs around him to pull him in even deeper. As soon as she did, he began to move inside her. She undulated beneath him, automatically lifting her hips to meet his.
“Harder,” she begged. “Fuck me harder!”
At her words, Dawson buried his face in her neck and pumped into her harder.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Just like that.”
Every thrust pushed her closer and closer to orgasm, and she tightened her fingers in his hair as she felt herself nearing the edge. When she finally went over the precipice, the pleasure that coursed through her was so intense she screamed loud enough for the whole hotel to hear.
Despite how vocal she was, though, she still heard Dawson ’s hoarse groans in her ear as he found his own release. Knowing he was coming just as hard as she was made it that much better.
Kate was still floating down to earth when Dawson rolled over onto his back a few moments later, taking her with him. She snuggled into the curve of his arm and rested her head on his chest. Why the heck hadn’t she ever had sex like that before? Maybe because she’d never let herself be so uninhibited. She had certainly never dropped to her knees and given a guy she just met a blowjob or asked a guy to fuck her harder, that was for sure. Well, maybe she should have been doing those things all along because that was the most mind-blowing sex she’d ever had in her life.
She lifted her head to gaze at him. “That was amazing.”
His mouth twitched. “The weekend’s just getting started. You haven’t seen anything yet.”
Chapter Two
Dawson woke up the next morning to find Kate draped over his chest, fast asleep. Her full lips were slightly parted and it was all he could do not to bury his hand in her long, silky hair and tilt her face up to his so he could kiss her. But she looked so cute sleeping that he didn’t have the heart to wake her. Much to the dismay of his cock, which was rapidly hardening. He stifled a groan and lay back on the pillow again.
When he had agreed to be his friend’s best man, Dawson expected to have to fend off every single woman desperately looking to find herself a husband at the wedding. Instead, he’d met a woman who wasn’t interested in anything more than a weekend fling and some casual sex. He’d never known a woman who was so sexually liberated and sure of herself. Not to mention so beautiful or so damn hot in bed. They’d stayed up all night making love and only fallen asleep as the sun was coming over the horizon.
He had been attracted to Kate the moment he’d laid eyes on her last night. Tall and slender, she had curves in all the right places and the sexiest pair of legs he’d ever seen. Simply put, she was perfection on sky-high heels. While he was honored Bob asked him to stand up for him at his wedding, Dawson had to admit the prospect of hooking up with Kate Gentry for the entire weekend made putting on the uncomfortable tux he had to wear a whole hell of a lot more bearable.
Dawson turned his head to look at Kate again. Telling himself one little touch wouldn’t wake her up, he gently brushed her hair back from her face. She stirred at the feel of his fingers on her cheek, then snuggled against his chest like it was a pillow as her arm tightened around him. A moment later, her eyes fluttered open and she blinked up at him sleepily.
He gave her a lazy grin. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you. But you looked so beautiful that I couldn’t help myself.”
She let out what sounded like an embarrassed laugh and he was surprised to see a rosy blush coloring her cheeks. “I’m pretty sure I don’t look beautiful first thing in the morning, but thank you for saying so anyway.”
Dawson slipped his finger beneath her chin and tilted her face up to his. “I’m just being honest.”
Kate looked like she wanted to protest, but he silenced her with a kiss. He slid his hand in her hair, ready to plunder her mouth with his tongue, when a loud growl interrupted him. She pulled away to give him a sheepish look.
He chuckled. “I guess that means you’re hungry.”
She blushed again. “Sorry. I’m always starving in the morning.”
“Don’t be. I’m pretty hungry myself.” Though not necessarily for food, he added silently when the sheet covering them slipped a little to give him a tantalizing glimpse of Kate’s breasts. “Why don’t I order us room service? I think I saw a menu around here somewhere.”
Dawson didn’t wait for an answer, but instead threw the sheet back and padded naked to the desk on the other side of the room. Grabbing the room service menu, he turned around to find Kate propped up on one elbow in bed, eyeing him unabashedly as she chewed on her lower lip. He didn’t know how it was possible for a woman to look so
