“I’m just so tired of feeling sad,” I confided. “I want to forget.”
“Even if just for a night?” Graham asked, confirming my suspicions. He didn’t want a relationship either, but there was an attraction between us that would be fun to explore.
I met his gaze and smiled. “Even if just for a night.”
The hotel room was luxurious, like I knew it would be. I kicked my boots off and sighed as Graham approached me from behind. His hands wrapped around my waist as his lips grazed my shoulder.
I shivered and turned my head, my lips capturing his. He tasted of wine, and something heady and sexy. His tongue was dominant as he let his hands cup my breasts, pressing his hardness into me from behind.
“Oh,” I breathed, arching into it like I always did with Victor.
But this wasn’t Victor.
This was another man, and he knew exactly what he was doing. He twisted me so I was facing him, cupping my face in both hands as he kissed me, moaning into my mouth.
“You’re stunning, Lila. Let me taste you.”
He fell to his knees and shoved my dress up, sliding my underwear down past my ankles. I stepped out of them, my heart thundering.
Victor had done this so many times, but…
Graham lifted my leg, hooking it on his shoulder before burying his face into my pussy, inhaling deeply.
I had been self-conscious, but as his tongue stroked my clit, I let it all go.
“Jesus!” I thrust against his mouth as he pressed both hands to my butt cheeks, just so he could get more of me. “Can I lie down?” I gasped as my legs went all shaky.
Graham rose to his feet and lifted me into his arms, bridal style. His lips glistened with my wetness, and I flushed.
“Your wish is my command, Lila.”
Swoon.
He released me gently onto the bed, his eyes not leaving mine for a second as he took his place back between my thighs.
“Wait!” I said suddenly, an idea sparking in my mind. “Can we video this?”
Graham's jaw fell open. “You naughty minx—of course, we can. Use it for whatever purpose you see fit.”
I threw a hand in the direction of my purse, and Graham handed it to me. I scrambled to my feet and set up the video, making sure my phone was directed to the bed.
Once I was sure we could be seen, I hit record. I could trim the video later.
“As you were,” I whispered, standing on tiptoes to brush my lips against his. I could taste myself, a mixture of lust and muskthat went straight to my core. This man smelt and tasted of me, and that did something to me.
I slid back onto the bed, parting my thighs as Graham tugged me down by my hips. Then he slammed his mouth onto my pussy, his tongue lapping at my clit.
“Ohh,” I cried out, bucking my hips and giving in to the desire that had been building in my body for weeks.
This was better than doing it yourself. This was…
His tongue pushed into my hole, and I saw stars when he pressed my clit with his thumb at the same time. He worked me like a doll, and I followed his every command.
When my orgasm hit, I let it rip through me, bringing tears and ecstasy as I throbbed around him.
“Fucking hell, I need to fuck you.”
I heard a condom wrapper rip open, and Graham stared down at me, silently seeking permission.
