intense for me. What was supposed to be a few days of fun and forget was turning into something deeper and my control was slipping away. I sat quietly, his thigh burning against mine. The space, although large, seemed confined with unspoken words. We rode like this for at least the first fifteen minutes before his hand came to rest on my thigh.
“What happened to the feather?”
He surprised the crap out of me. I thought he hadn’t even noticed it was gone.
“I tossed it when I saw that leech sucking your blood.”
He grinned and I was breathless. We stared at each other for a while then his lips descended over mine. I was stunned immobile. This was our first kiss. I should be all over it but I found myself unable to reciprocate. He lifted his head and dipped down again, changing the angle, one hand cupping the back of my neck under my hair. His skin against mine was warm, sending a sizzle of anticipation down my spine.
My lips began to move, slowly at first, then with a desperation I didn’t know existed within me. He coaxed me to open and I did, letting the velvet brush of his tongue stroke my own. We kissed forever, making up for all the times we hadn’t. Quick nips then ravenous pulls and strokes. He sucked my lower lip then bit down softly licking the area. I ran my tongue along the corner of his mouth, knowing I could devour him right then. We made out like teenagers at the movies and nothing more.
DAY 5
1:00 a.m.
By the time we reached the resort, my lips were swollen, his smudged with red lipstick. I ran my thumb across the luscious swell and wiped it away. He bit at my finger and ended up with it in his mouth, sucking and teasing. I didn’t think we would make it to the room but then the driver waited patiently outside the door and we had to get out. The poor man must have been freezing his balls off.
I giggled as we stepped into the warmth of the lobby where a huge fire sparkled from the far wall. It was warm and inviting but up in his room was where I wanted to be. We held hands as the elevator took its sweet time coming down. JP scratched his neck twice. I smiled at his impatience. It made me want to jump up and down. Walking in as the doors slid open I was glad, for the first time, it was occupied. Otherwise, we would have fallen on each other like rabid dogs. His proximity was unbearably close.
I think I heard the choir sing when the doors finally opened to our floor. JP pulled me out quickly before two old ladies could get in our way. I stifled a chuckle when they gave us the evil eye. By the time we reached his door I was almost running. Holy shit. What would happen when we were finally alone?
Well, I got my answer. He picked me up by my ass, urging my legs around his hips then we fell on the bed. His weight was on top of me and I loved it. He kissed me forever, our lips nipping and sucking each other. My hands ran the length of his torso and around to his firm behind. I wanted him naked right this instant. Feeling cheated, I pushed at his shoulders.
“Lose the clothes, Mr. Stone. I have yet to see that fine body,” I whispered.
He pulled back and stripped, allowing my indiscretion. I knew I was pushing it. The room was mostly dark but there was enough light coming in from the huge windows and the small beside lamp to give me a hell of a show. Rising on the bed, I knelt, hands on my knees. I felt totally bad. Biting my lip, I internalized a whimper that would have embarrassed me had it come out. His body was ripped and toned in all the right places. I knew this by touch from our previous sessions. Seeing him reach the button on his dress slacks was making me pant. I bit my lip harder. My nails dug into my thighs. I wanted him in my mouth.
“Come here,” I ordered.
Just who was in charge here? I thought he wouldn’t oblige, being Mr. Dom and all, but he moved forward. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I grabbed at his open fly and pulled him between my legs. His hand came
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