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“I hate how much time we wasted,” she says.
I smile. “We may not have said the right things, but we made good use of that time. At least, I think so.”
She laughs in my arms and leans back to look up at me. “True. What do you say we make good use of this fancy ass hotel room?”
I grin. “Yes, ma’am.”
She sighs. “I still don’t like you calling me ma’am.”
“I know.”
Her eyes narrow. “So, why do you do it?”
“Because you’re cute when you’re annoyed.”
“You’re such a dick,” she mutters, but there’s no heat behind the words.
“What about my dick?” I ask, my voice dropping lower.
Layna looks up at me through lowered lashes as she speaks. “Oh, I can think of a few things I’d like to do with it.”
She pushes lightly against my chest and I take a step backward. She follows, giving me another light push.
“A few things, huh?” I ask, my mind swimming with possibilities.
She nods, still following me as she backs me up another few steps. When my back touches the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window looking out over the city, I stop and give her a questioning look.
“I don’t think I can go any further,” I say.
She smiles, reaching for my belt. “This is far enough.”
It takes me a second to realize her intent, but I feel myself go rock-hard when I do. She uses her hold on my belt to turn me so the window is on my left. To anyone looking in, she and I would be standing in profile. They’d be able to see exactly what’s happening. Layna takes me in her hand, gripping lightly as she looks up at me. She gives my cock a slow stroke, sending a jolt of desire through me. Then, she lowers herself to her knees on the plush carpet.
“Layna,” I whisper. “The window?”
She shrugs. “Let them look.”
Then she opens her mouth and guides my length inside. My mouth drops open as I watch her lick and suck me. The sight is so damned hot. I know I’ll never forget the way she looks right now. I love when she takes charge, controlling me, owning my body like it’s hers. Because it is. She knows it, too. I risk looking away from her long enough to admire the view out the window. I take in the lights of the city, the cars driving through the streets, the lights from houses, hotels, and apartments, people busy living their lives. If anyone were to look up right now, would they see us? Could they see this beautiful woman kneeling before me, taking my cock in her mouth? The thought is almost enough to make me come in her mouth before we’ve even gotten started.
She takes me deeper, gripping the base of my cock in one hand as her mouth works me over My hands go to her head, stroking her hair gently as she bobs up and down on me. My thoughts drift to last night and the way she’d taken me down her throat and held me there. The way she’d swallowed every drop of me until I could barely move. It’s almost too much. I almost come, right then. Instead, I gently urge her back until her mouth is no longer on me. She’s still holding me in one hand, lightly stroking me as she looks up, a question in her eyes.
“Stand up.”
There’s a hint of challenge in her eyes, but she doesn’t argue. Rising to her feet, she stands before me, still wearing the dress she’d worn for the wedding.
“Turn around,” I say. “Face the window.”
I know she likes being in charge. I worry I might be pushing her too far with my commands, but she doesn’t balk. She turns slowly to face the window without comment. Reaching out, my hands find the zipper at her back, and I slowly lower it to expose her to my gaze. As I do, I lower my lips to her neck, kissing the spot I know is most sensitive for her. She shivers and sucks in a breath. I almost smile. I know her body so well after all the time we’ve spent together. Tonight, I’m going to use that knowledge to make her come as many times as possible.
I slide the dress down her arms until it falls, pooling on the floor at her feet. She steps out of it but keeps her back to me. I unclasp her bra and toss it aside, my fingers smoothing over the marks left on her skin. She’s wearing another one of those lacy thongs that never fails to drive me wild. I slide a finger under the strap at her hip, letting my fingers trace against her skin.
“Cole,” she whispers. “Stop teasing me.”
I grin at the bossiness in her tone.
“We’ve got all night. I want to take my time with you.”
I hear her sharp intake of breath. This is killing her, I know. But I know she’s also loving every second of it. I quickly strip off the rest of my clothes before pressing my body against hers, moving her forward until she has to brace herself against the window with her hands.
