CHAPTER 16
CARA
Nick took my hand as we left the restaurant and entered the inn next door through the side door. When we reached the elevator and the doors slid open, he pressed his warm hand against the small of my back to guide me into it. The doors slid closed and I turned to face him. He stroked my shoulder with one hand and ran his opposite thumb over my bottom lip. I darted my tongue out to tease him. He moved his fingers to my cheek and I leaned into him, anticipating his kiss.
“Not yet,” he whispered.
Before I could protest, the doors slid open on our floor. Once again, he touched the small of my back to guide me. He stroked his fingers up and down my spine, igniting sparks along the way.
“Almost there,” he whispered, leading me to my door.
He stroked my hair as I fumbled for my key card. I swiped it, but the reader flashed red. I groaned and leaned back against him, feeling his erection press into my back where his hand had just been. I rubbed against him.
“Naughty girl,” he mumbled, and grabbed my hips to hold me still.
“Please,” I groaned.
“Soon, baby.” He took the card from my hand and unlocked my door.
With a yelp of joy, I pushed through the door and pulled him along behind me. I reached past him to close the door, then backed him up into it. “Now?”
He wrapped one hand in my hair and the other around my waist, pulling me against him and pressing his erection into my belly. “Right now.”
Our first kiss wasn’t gentle. It was hot and hard and I parted my lips so his tongue could pillage my mouth. I’d wanted this—neededthis—for so long, if he stopped now, I would lose my mind. Blissfully, he read my every need. Unbuttoned my blouse and undid my bra, and pushed them both off my shoulders. He dragged his mouth away from mine, then kissed and nipped at my neck. I wrapped my hands into his hair and purred at the sensation of his gentle bite.
“Harder,” I begged.
He sank his teeth into the sensitive juncture at the base of my throat and sucked the delicate skin. Electricity shot through my body and into my clit. When I arched my back, he read my wordless signal and slid his right hand down to cup me over my jeans.
“I want to know how wet you are.” He slid his hand up to the waistband of my jeans, and unbuttoned and unzipped them while his lips traced a path down over my collar bone. He sucked one breast into his mouth and slid his hand into my panties. He ran his tongue over my nipple and at the same time he brushed his finger over my clit. Pleasure radiated from every spot where he touched me, but it wasn’t enough.
I arched, pressing my mound into his hand. “More,” I ground out.
He moved his thumb over my clit and slid his finger down into my folds, tracing the edge of me. “So, so wet,” he said against my breast.
He shifted both his hands and slid my jeans and panties down my legs, into a puddle on the floor. “Step out of them,” he commanded.
I kicked off my shoes, then did as he’d ordered. He turned us so I was pressed against the door and knelt in front of me, then glanced up and licked his lips. “Spread your legs so I can taste you.”
My heart hammered and my core clenched. I parted my thighs.
“Farther,” he demanded.
I complied.
“More.” He punctuated the command by stroking his tongue over my clit.
My eyes rolled back in my head and I spread as far as I could, desperate for anything and everything he could give me.
He licked and sucked and devoured me. When I thought it was all too much, that I couldn’t take any more of the hot, throbbing pressure building inside me, he slid two fingers into me. I screamed in ecstasy. Wrapping one hand in his hair and using the other to grip his shoulder, I pushed myself against his face. He moaned and gripped one hand tightly on my ass, adjusting the angle so his tongue could delve deep inside me along with his fingers.
I arched again, harder this time. The pressure was too much and not enough, and growing and burning, and then exploding. It sent ripples of ecstasy through my body, into every cell. I came so hard and so long, my legs turned to rubber and I would have collapsed if Nick hadn’t held me in place. He didn’t stop plying me with his tongue and fingers until my orgasm subsided and I came down from the high.
“Hmm,” he groaned as he kissed my thighs, then moved back up my body. “You taste and feel and sound so amazing. And watching you come so long and hard, I almost came in my pants.”
The way he was talking to me surprised and excited me. I slid my hand down over shirt and jeans, gripping his rock-hard bulge through the fabric of his jeans.
He groaned and pressed his forehead against mine. “Hold that thought. I have to run back to my room to get protection.”
