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His grin widened, and he moved in to kiss her again.
“I like the sound of that. Let’s enjoy our dinner. Then maybe we can go sightseeing.”
21
AS dinner wound down, Darci felt much better about her relationship with Bradley. She still didn’t know where it was going or how long it would last but now, they stood outside the restaurant waiting for their car.
Taking a deep breath, she made a decision. “Take me back to our room. We can go sightseeing later.”
“I can probably do that.”
“Probably?” she questioned with a twinkle in her eye.
“It depends on whether or not you’re going to invite me in.” He was grinning now.
“Really, Mr. Givens, I’m not sure you can behave yourself if I do that,” she teased.
“You’re probably right, but I’m not sure you want me to behave.” His hand slipped into her hair at the nape of her neck and gave a sharp tug. She gasped. “What do you say, baby? Want to play with me?”
“Please.”
“I don’t have any toys with me other than my hands,” he teased.
She blushed. His hands had proven to be quite spectacular in many ways, and she was confident he didn’t need anything else. Instead of voicing any of that, she moved toward the car that had just pulled up and waited for him to open her door.
At the hotel, she unlocked the room with her keycard and motioned for him to step inside. “I guess I’ll invite you in,” she said saucily.
A wicked gleam was in his eyes as he passed her. Closing the door, she stood against it while he moved to the bed. When he unbuttoned the casual button-down shirt he wore, she swallowed as his tight abs came into view. His smooth, muscled chest was practically begging her to kiss every inch of it. “It’s not polite to stare, Miss Sanders,” he teased as he peeled his shirt off and tossed it on the bed.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”
“It’s OK. I’ll just have to find some way to distract you.” Her eyes grew wide as he crossed the short distance to the door where she was still leaning. The kiss he gave her was gentle, but so hot. She groaned as his hands slid into her hair.
“God, you taste incredible,” he murmured against her lips.
She wrapped her arms around him as they kissed. The intensity increased and soon he was pulling her hair to angle her head better as his tongue explored her slick mouth.
Without warning, he grasped her by the hips and hoisted her off the ground. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked backward toward the bed, then turned and gently lowered her until she was sitting on the edge of the mattress. She hummed and ran her hands over his muscular chest. His nipples were hard and puckered and she wanted to draw one into her mouth, but he was just out of reach of her lips, and he still had her hair in his fist.
Standing between her legs, he grasped the hem of her pink blouse and drew it up and over her head. Seconds later, he relieved her of her bra, and she was sitting on the bed in just slacks and panties. Her nipples pebbled under his gaze as the air around them hit her bare chest. “Fucking perfect,” he said as he bent to suck her right nipple. “I can’t wait until you come for me,” he whispered when he came up for air. “Lay back.”
When she obeyed, he unbuttoned her pants and made quick work of pulling them down her slender legs. Leaving them on the floor at her feet, he kissed a trail from her calf to her inner thigh, stopping as he reached the leg of her boy short panties.
“These will be the first to go when you submit to me again,” he declared as he slipped a finger inside, causing her to gasp. “Mmm, someone is ready for me.” He stroked his finger across her slick opening, and she whimpered. Raising up, he hooked his fingers into the waist of her panties and scooped them down her legs.
Completely naked, she stared up at him as his eyes greedily raked her body. “Better,” he murmured. “Spread your legs.”
He nudged them further apart when she only spread them a few inches. “Bad girl. You know what I want.” His words had her whimpering again. Her pussy was soaked, and she would bet money there was already a wet spot beneath her on the bedspread. Her need was almost embarrassing. Two of his strong, and very skilled fingers worked in and out of her until she was in a frenzy. “You make the best noises,” he said as she neared the edge of an orgasm.
He pulled his fingers free, and she groaned in frustration. There was a rush of air followed by a sharp sting and the popping sound of a palm on damp skin, and she yelped as his hand came down sharply on her tender folds. Her legs snapped shut. “That was for not spreading your legs like a good girl.” He was lying on top of her now, whispering in her ear. “Open them now, or I won’t let you come.”
Because she believed him, she opened her legs wide. “Good girl.” His fingers were between their bodies and deep inside her again. The heat they created, soon coated them both in sweat. She wanted him inside her, but he was taking his time. Exploring, teasing, coaxing her to the edge of bliss and drawing her back just before she fell.
If the journey weren’t so enjoyable, Darci might have been more frustrated. As it was, she was begging him to let her find the release she craved, but he wasn’t ready. His eyes were intense as he studied her face while hovering over her. She found it difficult to meet his gaze while he buried his fingers between her thighs, so she closed her eyes.
“Open your eyes and look at me.” His voice was strained when he said it and judging from the hard bulge pressing into her thigh, his jeans were strained as well. Darci kept her eyes shut tight, so he slowed his fingers but didn’t pull them completely from her. Then his teeth were on her sensitive nipple biting just hard enough to hurt. She squirmed to get away, but he gripped her pussy hard. “Open your eyes,” he repeated when he released her nipple.
Darci’s eyes opened, but she still couldn’t meet his gaze. Shaking his head in disapproval, he cupped her chin in his free hand and turned her head until she was staring straight into his dark eyes. “That’s better. I want you to watch me make you come. Keep them open.” His fingers began their assault again, and this time he pressed a thumb to her clit, rubbing gently as he finger-fucked her tight pussy. Within seconds, Darci was hovering at the edge of an orgasm again. His grip tightened on her chin when she tried to turn her head, but he didn’t slow his fingers. “Come.”
