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With a quick tug he yanked the front below my bra. His head dropped to kiss the skin brimming over the top of the lace.
My head reeled back when his teeth nipped at the fabric, freeing my nipples.
“Shit,” I whispered.
In an instant he had sucked a nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around the hard peak. My hands splayed against the door for support. I thought I might fall to the carpet as Blaine sucked and nipped at my breast.
His other hand sneaked up the back of my skirt and I froze when I felt his fingers begin to massage the slit between my legs.
Was this happening? Was I letting this playboy ravage me? God, yes I was.
I whimpered when I felt the first finger flick my panties out of the way.
He smiled wickedly before his teeth assaulted the other breast. My knees wobbled and my thighs tingled with unsteady pulses as he pried my folds apart, coating my clit with my own wetness in a circling motion.
My skirt was up over my hips and I knew I was tilting forward, needing him to make the next move. I rocked back and forth until I finally sighed with satisfaction when he pushed his fingers inside me.
“Yeah, love.” He pumped in and out while my breathing grew more erratic and the coil in my belly tightened.
I was securely plastered to the door with Blaine’s arm holding me upright, my breasts heaving, my panties astray, my hips on a mission of their own. And the entire time, his tongue fired sinful shots of heat along my skin. I melted into a puddle of ecstasy as the intensity increased with each thrust of his fingers.
I didn’t care what the hotel guests could hear on the other side of the door. He had stolen my logic. I moaned, bucking my hips as he fucked me with his fingers.
Blaine savored me like a fine wine. He took his time to make the frenzy build deep under my skin. I clung to his shoulders with desire falling over me like a sleepy haze. As much as I wanted my release, I didn’t want it to be over. I wondered how long I could hold it off, but the harder I tried to keep it from happening, the quicker it catapulted through me, shaking through my body as I clenched at his thick fingers. He strummed over my clit, greedily eyeing me as I convulsed in his arms, giving in to the sensations flooding my body.
I tried to get my bearings, but Blaine lifted me in his arms, taking long strides toward the bed.
“I wanted to fuck you the instant I saw you.” He grinned, gnashing his teeth.
The words made me shiver. I felt greedy. I wanted more than the orgasm. I wanted him to fill me, and take me to the black space where I felt like I was falling and being held with utter protection at the same time.
“Then fuck me,” I whispered. I’d never spoken those words before. Who was I?
As Blaine crawled toward me on the bed, I didn’t care what the answer was. Tonight, I was the woman who was sharing a bed with Blaine Crews.
He kissed me, running his tongue over mine. I tilted my chin forward, wrapping my hands around his neck. I could kiss him all night. That wasn’t entirely true. I wanted more—more than I’d ever admitted to anyone before.
My fingers pulled on the hem of his T-shirt, dragging it over his head. I stared at him in awe. His body was chiseled like a work of art. I traced the lines of muscle that intersected hard ridges of more muscle. His chest was smooth and hard like marble.
My eyes traveled lower to the sharp V-cut wrapping his torso. I’d never seen anything like it. It was as if he had arrows pointing to the greatest masterpiece on his body. I chewed my bottom lip, debating if I was worthy of this kind of beauty. This kind of physical art.
I fidgeted with the button on his jeans, popping them open after a few tries. Blaine sat tall on his knees while I nudged the pants over his hips and off his massive thighs. Fuck, he was built like a god.
As he rolled back on the bed I tugged the cuffs over his feet and dropped the jeans on the floor with a thud. He rested his head on his hands, his elbows wide on the stack of white pillows.
And then the hunger hit me. He was flawless. Every part of him built to be the fastest swimmer in the world. And I wanted my own taste of him. I wanted to be the one to make him groan this time around.
His eyes followed me as I peeled the tattered cami from my shoulders and unclasped my bra. I moved into position, hovering over him until I was settled over his cock. I took in a sharp breath of air before I tugged the boxer briefs off his legs.
Holy shit. I thought the rest of him was perfection. But his cock deserved its own news story. I took his long and thick erection in my hand, reveling in the feel of his silky skin. I wanted to suck him deep. Show him that I knew exactly what to do with something so perfect, but I felt the intimidation rise in my chest as I looked down at him.
I saw the smirk of amusement on his face. “Please say you’re gonna let me fuck those lips of yours.”
I felt the instant flutter of wetness between my legs. All I could think to do was nod in agreement. I’d try. I’d do anything to surprise him.
I lowered myself over his cock, touching the tip of my tongue to the bead of dew, glistening under the dim lights.
“Shit,” he groaned, flinching as my mouth wrapped around the top of his dick. My tongue licked back and forth while I sucked him inside.
