I told Nevaeh I wanted to celebrate my win with her alone, away from everyone else, and she didn’t hesitate. We rushed to her hotel and as soon as we were alone in the elevator, my woman attacked me, flinging her arms around my neck and kissing me senseless.
It was the best feeling ever.
“You’re so hard,” she says, another moan slipping past her lips when I cup her breasts over the thick fabric of her shirt.
“And you’re perfect,” I reply in French, not even realizing I switched to my mother tongue until Nevaeh giggles. I’m so wrapped up in her, I’m surprised I still know words in any language.
I kiss her again, tasting her until she steps away to rip her shirt off and tug on mine. I chuckle at her impatience, pulling my shirt over my head and dropping to my knees to slide down her skirt and panties. She steps out of it, her hands slipping on top of my hair as she slowly guides my mouth toward her beautiful pussy.
“Use your words, baby. Tell me what to do. I’m on my knees and would do anything for you. Just say the word,” I say, watching a wonderful blush settle on her cheeks.
“I want your tongue on my pussy,” she says with a shy smile, her head falling backward as I run my hands up and down her legs. Goosebumps appear all over her skin, so I take my time, kissing her inner thigh and making my way toward where she wants me most.
I look up at her right as I lower my mouth to her clit, flicking my tongue over it. Nevaeh shakes from pleasure, her fingers grabbing my curls and pulling on them with every lick, with every suck.
“Shit, Adrian, that feels so good,” she says, her legs quivering as I continue eating her out. I could taste Nevaeh all day, every day. She tastes like my forever, and I’ll never get enough.
My cock gives a needy throb, so I lower my hand, undoing the button of my jeans and sliding the zipper down. I slip my fingers over Nevaeh’s pussy, letting them enter her for a moment before using the same hand to start stroking my cock.
“Adrian, I’m gonna come,” she says right as I use the tip of my tongue to flick it over her clit faster until I have to band an arm around her legs to hold her up. I give my cock another rough stroke while Nevaeh screams through her orgasm, covering her mouth to muffle the noise.
As soon as she stops shaking from her orgasm, I guide her toward the bed, kissing her while she moans happily into my mouth. She can taste herself on my lips and seems to enjoy it because she slips her tongue into my mouth and groans in response.
“Get on the bed and spread your legs for me, baby. I want to slip into my paradise,” I say, watching Nevaeh follow instructions without a moment of hesitation.
She parts her legs and arches her back, her perfect breasts bouncing a little with the movement. I could watch her forever, too. Just study every little move of hers, study the way her body responds to me, how her eyes light up with mischief as she guides her hand to her pussy and slips a finger inside. She plays with herself until her toes curl, and I watch it all as I slide my boxers down and take my dick in my hand again.
“Replace my finger with your cock, Adrian. I need you deep inside of me.”Fuck, yes.
“You’re so fucking hot when you boss me around, Nevaeh,” I say, grabbing a condom out of my bag and slipping it down my sensitive length.
A groan escapes me while I move onto the bed, grabbing her hand from between her legs and lifting it to my mouth. I suck her finger into my mouth as I align myself with her entrance, loving the way she whimpers in pleasure. I sink inside of her in one, swift move because she was so wet and ready for me. At the same moment, I’m seated all the way inside her, a knock on her hotel door startles both of us.
“Nevaeh, it’s Gillian,” her former boss says, and I watch panic cross Nevaeh’s features.
“Fuck,” she whispers, but she makes no attempt to push me away. If anything, she rolls her hips a little to get friction, a smile dancing onto her lips that she tries to hide. My perfect, dirty girl wants me to fuck her while her former boss is outside her door because it’s forbidden. And she loves the danger of it.
I lean down, pressing my lips against her ear before whispering, “Be quiet.”
Nevaeh gives me several eager nods. I watch her chest rise and fall more abruptly, adrenaline and anticipation exciting her. Her walls clench around me too as she puts her weight on her elbows and watches me slip out of her. I place a finger over my lips and wink at her before driving into her so hard, she slams a hand over her mouth to keep quiet.
“I want to talk to you,” Gillian goes on while I fuck my woman with long, savoring strokes that have her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
A rush rolls through my body.
This is forbidden. We shouldn’t be here. And yet, it feels so fucking good, I can’t stop. I never understood the appeal of doing something for the thrill of it being forbidden. I never understood it until I started dating Nevaeh.
“Come on, Nevaeh, I thought we moved past this pettiness.”Why the fuck is he still talking?
“Do you want me to make you come with him right outside this door? Hmm? Is that what you want?” I whisper, quiet enough to make sure she’s the only one that hears me. Nevaeh nods, her hand slipping between us so she can rub her clit in tight, fast circles.
Gillian knocks again while I thrust into her, this time harder and quicker until Nevaeh’s biting down on her hand to keep from screaming. I can’t help but smile at her, at the way she whimpers and moans so quietly, desperately trying to keep Gillian from hearing.
“Stay quiet,Nevaeh. We don’t want him to hear,” I say right as her former boss knocks again.
“Okay, fine, I’ll speak to you tomorrow,” Gillian adds so I slow my movements just enough to listen to his footsteps depart.
“Finally,” I say and fuck into her so hard, she moans louder than ever before.
