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The elevator dings and Keir picks me up. I lock my legs around him and he carries me out and down the hallway, his mouth on mine. There is half a minute of fumbling for a keycard and then he opens the hotel suite door, carrying me inside.
He walks right through the living room into the bedroom, pushing the door open and taking me down to the bed. I gasp and grind against his body. His hard cock presses against me insistently.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” he says, looking at me with fire dancing in his eyes. “You are so beautiful, Ella. I can’t stand it.”
“So why don’t you do something about it?” I challenge him.
He turns around and switches on a light that sits by the bedside table, then returns to me.
Keir slides his hand down to my cleavage, using two fingers to tug the stretchy white material of my dress down, exposing my strapless bra and my breasts. His lips trace my neck before he kisses my collarbone, sucking on it for a second before moving down to my breast.
I arch my back and gasp, thirsty for his touch. His hot lips feel amazing. My eyes close for a second. I can feel my heart racing as he touches me, feeling my breasts tightening with anticipation.
He pulls my bra down an inch, exposing the velvety deep brown of my nipples to his gaze. A deep sound of hunger leaves his chest. He kisses his way into my cleavage, shaping my breasts with his big hands. Next to his hands, my B cup breasts seem tiny and unappealing.
When I move to cover them with my hands though, he grits out a warning.
“Don’t you fucking dare.”
I lean back, moving my hands away again. His lips hover over one of my breasts, teasing.
He takes a second to take my bra off and then flings it to the side. He takes a moment to soak them in, his expression brooding. “Fuck, Ella. Your tits are amazing.”
He grabs my breasts with both hands again, lowers his face to them. I gasp at the first touch of his tongue against my nipple. He sucks it, flicking it with his tongue, and bites it gently.
“Oh god.” I pull his face toward my body, feeling an ache between my legs. “Do more of that.”
Arching my back, I press my tits toward his face. Keir closes his wet mouth over my nipple, biting it and sucking it hard.
“Fuck!” I cry out. “That feels so good, Keir…”
I’m acutely aware of my pussy growing warm and wet. It’s like there is a flow of energy going from my nipple to down between my legs. Every time his tongue moves against my skin, abrading it the slightest bit, I groan and thrust my hips against his body.
I need so much more than what he’s giving me now. I don’t know exactly what I need, but when I feel his tongue on my nipple and his cock stiffly pressed against me, it makes me wild.
I wrap my legs around his back. He groans against my breast, which causes little vibrations to escape his mouth. Those vibrations cause gooseflesh to break out all over my body. He cups my other breast, kissing down into my cleavage.
Then one of his hands slips from my outer thigh up to my inner knee, caressing its way up toward my pussy by slow degrees. My breath freezes when his touch roves over the puckered scar tissue that forms an L shape inside and again outside of my knee. But he just breezes right by it.
He stops his hand just below the vortex between my legs, moving it to the top of my thigh and squeezing it hard. I gasp at the sensation, wriggling against him. My arms are around his neck, my fingers plowing through the thickness of his brown hair.
My whole pussy throbs with need. I’m ravenous and everything Keir is doing only makes me want more from him.
Keir kisses my nipple again, then bites it. I shiver as a river of feeling flows over me, dragging me down and putting me at risk of washing away completely. Then he stops, looking at me with his intense, dark gaze.
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.”
While he waits for an answer, he runs his lips up the column of my neck. I swear, I catch fire in that moment.
“I want you to keep touching me,” I gasp.
“Where?” He touches my nipple, tweaks it. “Here?”
Almost involuntarily, my hips twitch, my pussy grinding against him.
“I want more,” I whisper. “Keir, please…”
He kisses me, deep and with tongue. Our tongues dance for several beats and I swear, I can feel my heart racing like a hummingbird against my chest. He pulls my dress up over my head and tugs my panties down my body.
