“This was nice. I really needed to get away from Maggie. She keeps telling me about her boyfriend and how he’s probably going to propose soon. She’s in school, still! I’m having to use all of my energy to not shout at her to enjoy her youth.”
I grinned. “Like we did. With a long line of losers.”
She hesitated. “You know what? I think I’ll tell her to marry him as soon as possible.”
We were both still giggling and reminiscing about the different losers we’d dated when we arrived back at the resort. Macy went to find Jason and show off her goodies before the movie night and I headed towards my room to unload my stuff and maybe try something on. I had sexy underwear for the first time, and I wanted to put it on and see how it felt. Who knew? Maybe I’d step into a new bra and panty set and suddenly be a new, confident woman?
Swinging my bag, I almost felt like humming as I went down the grand staircase and was swept into a big pair of arms and pulled back into a dark corner. I gasped just before a big hand went over my mouth to silence me.
“Quiet, Cupcake.”
Chapter 12
I wiggled around in Andrew’s arms, mad that he’d just scared the crap out of me. His arms were solid, though, and I wasn’t moving.
He pulled me even farther back in the corner and I realized we were in a small room under the stairs. It was some kind of closet space that I would’ve never noticed. It was dark and smelled like cedar, or maybe that was just Andrew.
He backed me into a wall and moved his hand from my mouth to steal a kiss from me that had my toes curling. His hands braced on either side of my head, he kissed me deeply. His mouth tasted like chocolate, and it was such a sweet surprise that I moaned as I grabbed at his shirt to pull him even closer.
Andrew swore and kissed down my throat. “What’s in the bag, Cupcake?”
I sighed as his tongue stroked the shell of my ear. Being the sole focus of Andrew’s mouth was heaven. “Stuff.”
He tightened one hand in my hair and pulled my head back so I was staring up at him. “Something special, judging by the bag. Something I’d like to see you in.”
I barely bit back a moan as his thick thigh pressed between my legs. “Andrew...”
He gripped my hip in his other hand and held me still as he moved his thigh. My body reacted hard and fast, my hips rolling to get more of him. He took my mouth in another fierce kiss before leaning back to look at me, even while our bodies rocked against each other. “I missed you.”
Even as pleasure built and a stinging bit at my scalp from his hand in my hair, I smiled at him. “You missed me?”
He growled and worked his hips against me faster. We were essentially dry-humping against a random wall, but it was hot,and I’d missed him, too. Which was insane. “You can’t tell I missed you? You’re breaking every ounce of control I have.”
I bit at his lip when he kissed me, so close to coming undone. “Your control? What about my control?”
Andrew pulled my head back farther and dragged his teeth down my exposed throat. “You have no control in this with me, baby.”
Something about hearing his stern voice broken with desire as he probably left marks on me pushed me over the edge. I cried out as a shocked orgasm flowed through me. It felt stolen and all the sweeter for knowing that I’d broken Andrew’s intense control.
“Quiet, Cupcake, or I’m going to have to give you something to keep you quiet.”
Heart still pounding, I felt like a different woman. A bag full of sexy lingerie on the ground beside me, core still pulsing, I wanted to break his control completely. I sank to my knees between him and the wall and grabbed his belt.
“Fuck, Cupcake, you don’t have to do that.”
I looked up at him as I opened his belt and sent him a smile that felt wicked. “Don’t make idle threats, Andrew.”
Something dark and promising flashed through his eyes, and he finished undoing his pants. He cupped my face in his hand as he pulled his cock out of his pants and growled. “Suck me, baby.”
I tipped my head to the side and raked my tongue over his thumb before leaning forward and stroking the tip of him.
“Jesus.” His dark swear was all the encouragement that I needed.
Never before had I enjoyed a blowjob, but I instantly felt something shift in me. I grabbed Andrew’s thighs and moved even closer. Up close, his cock was beautiful. Swollen and a deep red, he looked painfully hard. I stroked up the length of him andmoaned when his hand went to my hair again. His other hand gripped the base of his cock and held it out to me.
Tasting the lightly salty flavor of his skin, I found that I liked it. I liked it a lot. I licked him again and again, teasing him even as his fingers tightened against my scalp.
“Fucking hell, Cupcake.” He pulled my head back and lined his cock up with my lips and stared down at me. “You’d make a pretty picture like this. I like living art, though. The real thing would be better to look at every day.”
