The elevator reaches our floor, and just before the doors open, I slide my hand from her leggings. But before she can leave, I grip her chin with my other hand and force her to look at me.
“Open up that slutty mouth that I’ve missed so much,” I say gruffly. “Taste yourself.”
As she does what she was told, I slip my finger between her plump lips. The elevator doors open, but from the corner of my eye, I don’t see anyone—thankfully.
“Suck, baby. Lick my finger clean.”
Her lips work the length of my finger, making more blood rush to my cock, and I swallow back a groan.
“Good girl,” I whisper, slowly pulling my finger from her mouth. “Soon, you’ll be tasting my dick too. And I think you’re going to love how we taste together.”
Before the doors have a chance to close, I lead us out and toward our room. My cock isn’t even inside of her yet, and it’s pulsating. I need her so badly. And soon, she’ll be all mine.
I keep my hand tightly around hers, stopping at our room number and trying not to fumble the key. I barely get the door open, and her jacket is off, and she’s pushing me inside, kissing me like a wild animal.
I reach between us, tearing her leggings down and yanking her shoes off. I pull her shirt over her head, leaving her only in her bra before I lift her up and walk her toward the bed. Setting her down, I kiss her again before slowly working my way down her body. I wrap my forearms around her thighs and yank her until my mouth is on her heat.
And, goddamn, I missed that fucking taste.
When I drive my tongue inside of her tightness, her fingers wrap around pieces of my hair, and she pulls on it while she watches me intensively.
“Fuck … yes,” she chokes out. “I missed your mouth.”
I don’t answer because I’m enjoying having my tongue buried in her pussy right now. Sliding my palm up, I rest it on her stomach while I lift her a little higher so that even her ass is off the bed. The sounds she’s making are driving me fucking wild,and I’m expecting my cock to shoot off at any second, but I try to keep myself contained.
Just as her hips begin to buck against my face and I know she’s close, I pull away, which instantly earns me a pout. I waste no time giving answers though, and instead, I flip her onto her stomach, flat on the bed. And force her knees under her and her ass in the air.
Crawling on to the edge of the bed, I grip her hips roughly, scraping my fingertips into her flesh before I push my face against her ass. Greedily, my tongue drives a little deeper inside of her before I work my way toward her tight pussy, angling her slightly upward for a better taste before moving back to her ass.
I drop one hand down, bringing it between her legs and shoving a finger deep into her heat while I continue to eat her ass the way I’ve wanted to since I first saw how fucking hot it was.
“Ridge,” she says in a whiny yet desperate tone, pushing back against me. “Oh my … fucking God.”
“I need to make you mine, baby,” I taste her once more, sliding my tongue back to her pussy before I pull away and flip her onto her back.
Moving over her, I lift one of her legs high before sliding my cock into her heat. Her eyebrows knit together, and her mouth hangs open as a sob escapes her lips.
“I’ve missed you,” she cries as I thrust into her harder. Her hands fall to my back, and her nails press into my flesh. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.”
Bringing my lips to hers, I kiss her before I release my hold on her leg. “I’ve missed everything about you, Fireball.” My words hardly come out in a rasp, and I thrust in and out of her. “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve stroked my cock, just wishing it were you.” I kiss her again. “I knew no one was ever going to come close.”
Our eyes melt into each other’s, and yet we don’t say a fucking word while I bury myself deeper and deeper inside of her. We don’t need to because, right now, the only thing that matters is, she’s here. With me.
She’s here … in Maine.
“You feel so good, baby.” I take one of her hands from my back and push it into the mattress.
This isn’t the first time we’ve had sex, and yet I’ve never felt this close to her before. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this close to another human being—ever. Her hazel eyes stare into mine, and as corny as it sounds, this really doesn’t feel like fucking. It feels like something more.
We’ve barely begun, and yet I already feel like I can’t hold it much longer before I fucking blow. It’s like she knows what I’m feeling because her legs wrap around my waist, and she shifts her hips forward and back, creating more friction.
“I’m so close,” she whispers, dragging in a shaky breath. “I want you to come with me.”
“Say the word, baby. Tell me when, and I’ll fill you up, just like I’ve been imagining doing for days.” I push her hand harder to the mattress when her nails press into my back.
My balls begin to draw up, and I pray she says the fucking word soon. Like she’s reading my mind, she whimpers, her mouth falling open.
“Now,” rushes from her lips in a squeak just as her pussy begins to strangle my cock. “Right now …” she cries out louder.
