Page 44 of Sweet Spot

“Again.”

“Lukas! I’m coming!”

Surprise spread my lips as her hands broke free to grip my thighs and claw the sheets.

“Fuck, baby.” My balls churned as I watched her squeeze her own tits, and my abs burned as I grinded ferociously inside her. “Fuck.” I gnashed my teeth as she tightened mercilessly around my swollen cock. “Do it. Let me feel that pussy come all over me.”

“Lukas!”

“Yes,” I groaned. “Come, baby.”

With one last slam of the hips, she fell apart underneath me. My head rolled back as I felt all of it. The pleasure that surged her body rippled over my cock and with a deep, guttural sound, I flexed, pumping my hot release inside her.

Holy fuck.

My head was light as I collapsed on top of her, grinning through my breathlessness as she wrapped her eager arms around me, kissing me back with such sweet desperation I could taste it. I could taste her awe and gratification and I was instantly addicted. I wanted to show her everything I could do to her body. Everything I could make her feel.

Catching my breath on my back, I watched Lia roll onto her stomach, still panting as she smiled shyly at me. She was so gorgeous with her cheeks glowing and her hair in her eyes that all it took was her climbing onto my chest for me to stop breathing. I didn’t say a word as I watched her nestle into my body and relax, taking only a couple minutes to doze off into a dream. The smile that drifted onto my lips stayed there as I reached over my head and grabbed a pillow, stuffing it under my neck so I could stay still for her as she slept. I was tired myself but I forced my eyes awake.

I didn’t want to miss a second of this.

16

LIA

I’d woken up a few minutes ago and I was still surprisingly relaxed despite the several things I should technically worry about. For starters, it was 10AM and I was alone. Lukas was nowhere in sight and judging from the feel of the bed, he’d been gone for awhile. On top of that, I couldn’t see my clothes anywhere and I didn’t even have my phone to call anyone.

But I did have to laugh at myself for leaving The Margot in such a rush last night that I didn’t even bother finding Sara to get my phone back. It didn’t even cross my mind because of whatever Lukas had done to me at the bar. I couldn’t remember when or how it started but with just a few words, he had me drunk off lust. The haze he put me in clearly lasted throughout the night because as I sat up, I realized I was noticing the hotel room for the first time, despite spending my night there.

It had been just a rush of skin, heat and need last night. I hadn’t even taken the time to look around and appreciate that this was easily the nicest hotel room I’d ever stayed at. Sunlight drenched the suite, bouncing off every shiny glass surface and bringing out the champagne hues of all the furniture. The bed itself was twice the size of mine at home and the only reason I felt compelled to get out was to check out the bathroom.

“Whoa,” I murmured, feeling delightfully girlish as my eyes fluttered about the shimmery white marble and cream tile. Next to the basin sink was a tall, white orchid I couldn’t imagine was real.

Just as I leaned over to finger the petal, I heard the front door open.

I spun around to find Lukas already watching me in the doorframe, a crooked smile drifting onto his lips as his stare slid up my naked body. He took his time admiring me as he removed his ear buds, winding the wire into a neat circle before tucking it into the pocket of his black sweats.

“Hi,” I said softly, recognizing that he’d just come back from a workout. The T-shirt he peeled off his torso was soaked in sweat and his hair was damp, tousled in a way that curved the edges of my lips.

“What?” he asked with amusement.

I shook my head. “Nothing. Just looking at you.”

“Same,” he said, breathing deep as he eyed me. “God, I want to put my hands all over you right now but I was just running and I don’t want to get you all dirty.”

“You got me pretty dirty last night, so by all means,” I smirked, giggling when my words compelled him to drop his bag immediately and come straight to me.

I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me, cupping my ribs and stroking his thumbs over my nipples till they hardened. I closed my eyes and breathed in his natural scent, getting hot the second he pressed my naked chest against his. I normally hated sweat – mine or anyone else’s – but Lukas’s set off something carnal in my body and before I knew it, he was palming my pussy. He let two fingers tease my wet folds as he kissed me back out into the bedroom. But instead of laying me on the bed, he surprised me by spinning my body and pushing my naked breasts up against cold glass.

“Lukas!” I gasped, opening my eyes to stare out the enormous window and over the Hudson River. My palms were flat against the glass as he shoved his sweats halfway down his thighs, already breathing hard. I heard the crinkle of a condom as his erection grazed my back and in seconds, his cock was rubbing against me. “Lukas, people will see…”

“Let them see how beautiful you are,” he murmured, groaning as I arched my back to sink my pussy down on his cock. “Holy shit.” He sucked in a sharp breath as I slowly swiveled my hips, grinding back against him, gradual with my pace till he was all the way inside me. “Fuck. Look at you, baby.”

A dirty grin spread my lips. Because the harder I rode him, the harder I pressed my tits to the window and as terrified as I was that someone might see, I couldn’t stop myself. It was a flood of sensation with the cold glass on my nipples and his steel cock pummeling inside me. It felt wild and wrong and completely out of control. But it also felt so. Outrageously. Good.

“You like that, don’t you?” Lukas demanded. A burst of heat shot to my core when he pulled a fistful of my hair. “You like showing those perfect tits off, don’t you?”

I didn’t want to answer because it was fucked up that I did. This was dirty. Pure filth. But I’d never felt sexier in my life.