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She takes another step, this time away from me, and I’m left feeling very desperate to do exactly what she suggested. “I have an idea,” I say, and she turns around, her eyebrows arched in question.
“I know a guy…”
Thirty-Four
ADDISON
My body is goingcrazy as Phillip leads me to yet another acquaintance of his. Skinny dipping was not on my list of normal roommate adventures, but I’m beginning to think that my list of adventures may be missing some important items.
There’s something sensual about naked swimming. The way the water flows over your body. It’s obviously something I’ve never done before, but it felt so natural.
But having sex at some random guy’s house just isn’t a line I’m ready to cross. Even on a billionaire sex date, whatever that was supposed to mean.
That doesn’t change the way I’m feeling. I don’t know if I’m going to make it to the next insane destination. It’s taking everything in me not to just grind against him and convince him to go home.
“Fuck it,” I mutter and grab Phillip’s hand as we pass an alley. I drag him into the shadows between the two brownstones. Dirty brick walls rise high into the air on either side of us, and though the street only a few feet away is brightly lit, it’s nearly pitch black here.
“What are you doing?” he whispers, but I shut him up with a kiss. It’s strange being the one to initiate things. To push Phillip to do something he wasn’t expecting to.
My heart is racing as I run my hand down his pants and feel his cock swelling. “You wanted a sex date, but I’m not fucking you on some guy’s roof, and I’m not fucking you in another guy’s club or wherever else you were bringing me. I’m not even going to fuck you in a back alley.”
“Then what are you doing?” he whispers and follows it up with a groan as I squeeze his shaft.
“I’m telling you I’m ready to be done with this date in a very dramatic way. If you’re not inside of me soon, I’m going to go home by myself so I can get some relief. I think we’d both enjoy going home together.”
Phillip’s hand seems like it comes out of nowhere and pulls my head back by my hair. His lips latch onto my neck, kissing me hard enough that he probably leaves a bruise.
“Maybe I wanted you to get that turned on,” he whispers before nibbling on my ear and sending tingles through me. I squeeze his cock and slowly stroke it.
Then I pull my hand away and take a step backward. “Well, you’re about to ruin in. Take me home, Phillip. I want you to do dirty things to me.”
* * *
I’ve never wanted to be rich more than I did twenty minutes ago. When I pulled Phillip into that alley, I didn’t want to go home. I wanted to take a cab to the nearest hotel and ride him until we both collapsed from exhaustion.
Instead, we had a twenty-minute cab ride back home. As soon as I paid the driver, I’m dragging my “roommate” upstairs. I don’t have it in me to make out in the parking lot like we did the last time we got worked up outside of the apartment.
I drop the keys because of my shaking hands, and when I bend over to pick them up, Phillip’s hand runs between my legs, making my body quiver even more. “You’re soaked,” he whispers. Jeez, can he really tell how wet I am through my freaking pants and underwear?
“I’m pretty positive that you built a freaking fountain between my legs that just stays wet all the damn time. At least when I’m around you.”
He grins, but the key is already turning in the door, and I pull him in behind me. I toss the keys and my stuff onto the couch as I hurry through the apartment. I don’t know what Phillip’s thinking about, but I’ve got a one-track mind right now. My clothes come off as I walk, each step shedding another piece of clothing.
When I turn around once I’m in the bedroom, Phillip is still completely clothed with a grin on his face. “What the hell are you doing?” I ask. “Why aren’t you naked?”
His grin only widens as he puts his hands on my waist and lifts me into the air. It’s not the first time he’s done this, but like every time, my instincts kick in, and I have to grab his shoulders as I tense. He has me, though, and when he lays me down on the bed, I feel like I can finally breathe again.
“Faster isn’t always better,” he whispers.
“Sure feels like it is right now,” I huff in response. “Maybe you’re just not as turned on as I am.”
He presses his crotch to me, and I stand corrected by the fact he could probably fuck me even with his pants on right now. “Oh. Maybe you are,” I whisper.
His breath tickles my neck as his hands trace my curves, fingers digging in occasionally and making me gasp. “I didn’t go to all this trouble just to fuck you for five minutes. I hope you’re ready to beg me to stop.”
Beg him to stop? Why would I ever want that? “I think you may overestimate your skills. I…” He takes a nipple between his lips and flicks his tongue. My words disappear as I gasp.
He looks at me the entire time that he kisses down to my stomach. His hands move to my inner thighs, and he pushes my legs apart. His fingers tighten and his nails dig into the sensitive skin. Then he kisses between my legs, his lips pressing against mine, hard and passionate.
