“A contract? For what?”
I take Riggs’s hand. Instinctively, he interlaces his fingers with mine, and I can’t help myself as I lean into him. I’m so happy right now I could burst! “It’s okay,” I tell Elsie. “He can be a part of this. I want him there.”
“I expected as much, but it had to be your choice. Come with me. I have everything set up in the other room.”
“I need to get out of this suit before I suffocate,” Ash says. “I’ll see you guys back in Sweetbriar.”
Randle Shaw walks up to Elsie sporting a maniacal grin like he hasn’t enjoyed something this entertaining in who knows how long. “You’re every bit the force they say you are. I’m glad to be in business with you.”
Elsie gives him a friendly smile. “Likewise.”
Then, to my surprise, he leans down and lowers his voice. “If only these pussies had balls half as big as yours.”
Elsie chirps out a chuckle at that. “Compliment accepted. We’ll meet later to go over the fine print. I’ll have myassistant set it up.”
“Looking forward to it. Have a nice day, Elsie.”
***
As soon as the door to my hotel room shuts, Riggs pins me against the wall. He’s kissing me hungrily as his hands drop down to my waist. I can’t get enough as his hips press into me and I feel how hard he already is.
My tongue explores his mouth while I push his suit coat off his shoulders. He grabs the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head as I yank the knot in his tie loose. He finishes the job, draws the tie over his head, and tosses it to the ground. I start to unbutton his shirt. I want it off so fucking bad. He sees my fumbling fingers and pushes my hands out of the way to undo the buttons himself.
I drop to my knees and start on his belt. His shirt flies off and I want to run my hands over his ripped abs and across his tight chest, but I’m too busy unzipping his pants. His slacks fall to his ankles, and he steps out of them as I reach into his jockey shorts. My heart pounds against my chest when I feel the giant, hard cock I want so bad. I work his briefs down his legs, and he steps out of them as I take hold of his shaft with both hands.
He growls as I lick with gentle circles. I’m impatient and suck the whole tip into my mouth making him groan, “Maddie!”
I’m anxious. I want him, all of him. I pull him in all the way to the back of my throat. He grabs me under my arms, and I fly into his embrace. His lips meet mine as he carries me to the bed. I let out a laugh as I bounce from being dropped. With nimble fingers, he has my pants undone in aflash. I grab fistfuls of his hair as my jeans slide off and I feel his warm breath through my panties. I’ve lost all control and arch my hips to push my pussy against his mouth.
He pulls my bra down. My breasts are out, ready to be manhandled. He doesn’t disappoint. With one hand on each breast, he moves his nose and lips and tongue up and down my panties over my slit.
I don’t want to wait any longer. I need him now. “Put it in,” I beg.
In one fluid motion, my panties fly off and he’s hovering over me. “Are you wet for me baby?” He reaches down and presses a finger inside me. “Oh yeah, you’re so wet for me.”
He brings his hand up and puts the same finger in his mouth. “So delicious.”
I buck, wanting his dick more than I’ve ever wanted anything. “Give it to me,” I plead. “Put it in.”
He kisses me eagerly as his crown enters my folds. I moan and push my hips into him. It’s not enough. I want all of him inside of me.
Slowly, he slides in and it feels so fucking good. I needed this but I still want more.
My hands come to his back, and I pull him down on top of me. I want to feel his weight, his chest against my breasts, his thighs touching mine. I need to be as close to him as possible.
He pulls out and pushes in with a groan. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too.”
He thrusts in and begins to piston in and out, his rhythm slow and steady and I feel like crying I’m so happy. Iput my hands on his ass and push my hips into his thrusts. We move in unison. This is what I wanted. This is what I needed.
He picks up the pace, moving faster, I moan, “Don’t stop.”
“If I don’t, I’m going to—”
“I want you to.”
I wrap my arms around him and hold him as tight as I can against me. “Give it to me. Please, Riggs, give it all to me.”
