“I’m listening.” He definitely has my attention.
“I fly out tomorrow night. And I want to spend every second I have left in New York with you. No interruptions. No friends, or family, or electronic devices . . . Unless they vibrate,” he stipulates lewdly. “Just you and me and our wildest fantasies.”
“You’re being serious?”
“Completely.” He moves his hand up my torso and cups one of my breasts. “I want this body at my complete disposal for the next thirty-six hours.” I close my eyes and sigh under his touch. “What do you say?”
I run through all the things I have to do this weekend and weigh the costs for falling off the face of the earth for almost two days. I have been dreaming about CJ since I left Hawaii, and now, he’s here propositioning me. Making an offer extremely hard to refuse.
“Tara?” He repeats my name. “What do you say?” There’s an air of anxiety in his voice.
I pop my eyes open and smile. Consequences be damned. “I say . . . what’s for breakfast?”
CJ beams, pulling off the metal top of the plate, and I can’t help but laugh.
“Chocolate cake?”
“Mmm hmm.” He swipes some frosting with his index finger and brings it to my mouth, and I suck the sweetness directly off it.Yum. That has to be some of the best icing I have ever tasted.
“So you’re all mine, then?” He steals some more frosting.
I nod.
“That’s not a good enough answer.” He feeds me his sugary finger.
“You’re going to make me fat.” I toy with him instead of telling him what he wants to hear.
CJ goes for another dollop of chocolate, but this time instead of bringing it to my mouth, he urges my legs apart and swirls it around my clit.
“Don’t worry.” He wets his lips. “We’ll just fuck the extra calories off. Life’s too short not to have sex or eat chocolatecake.” With that, he leans down and buries his face between my thighs.
“Oh!” I tense as he eats me alive. His tongue lashing through my folds and flicking my pierced clit.
“Oh, god!” I grab his hair and rock my hips as he licks me in all the right places. In all my most sensitive spots. He’s searched them out and explored them all and is now using his knowledge against me.
I’m panting uncontrollably, so close to the edge when he lifts his head.
“Please don’t stop.” My voice is a pleading whisper.
“You never gave me an answer, Tara.” He reaches over and opens the nightstand drawer.
“Answer?” My head is in the clouds right now, and my body is shouting for release. I watch as he removes a condom, pulls his gym shorts down, and covers his straining length.
“Yes, an answer.” He hovers over me. “Can I steal you away?” He nudges the head of his erection against my entrance. “Can I own you for thirty-six hours?” He pushes into me, and I willingly spread my legs.
With CJ deep inside me, I forget how to think. I only hear his echoing questions and feel the euphoric pleasure as he stretches me wide and takes total control.
“Yes,” I hear myself say. “You can have me.” I gasp as he thrusts. “You can have me anytime, anywhere, any way you want.” My muscles clench around his cock as it easily slides in and out, conjuring sensations that are indescribable.
“Say it again.” His voice is rough.
“You can have me. Anytime, anywhere, any way you want.”
“Good, because I plan to do exactly that.” We both quiver as we succumb to the building pressure.
I bury my face in his neck as I start to go under, his pelvis grazing my clit ring with every stroke. It heightens everything. Even the slightest caress.
“Oh fuck,” I tear up. This is way more intense than the rough fuck last night. This is close and intimate and magnifiedtenfold.
