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“Tell me, Reese Grafton, what are you thinking right now?” I whisper. My fingers dig deeper into her dress, slightly pulling it down, exposing the top of her cleavage. “Don’t lie.”
Her breath increases with her mouth wide open as her tongue traces her lips. Her eyes close as I lean closer to hear her labored response. No words escape those perfect lips. Taking my hand from her waist, I rest it on her chin, moving her face toward mine. It’s been too long since I’ve tasted her and I’ll be damned if I wait any longer. My lips tenderly touch hers, sampling Satan’s sweetness.
She pulls away quicker than I’d like, but I am reminded that we are still in a public place. I rest my chin on her bare shoulder, then her head relaxes against mine. We stare out over the dark ocean backdrop as the lights from the city reflect off the water.
Still. Stable. Firm.
The ocean swells in front of us, yet my body does not sway. As the ride comes to an end, I keep my arm around her waist and pull her tightly to my side as we walk back to the hotel.
We pass the bar where she ate earlier and see Malibu Ken sitting outside. He is talking up a woman who looks bored and stuck with no way of getting out of the conversation. His eyes finally connect with mine and I love seeing them expand. I look down at Reese, who also has her eyes on the joker. Her psycho smile has my cock swelling in excitement. I look back at him and my hand forms into the shape of a gun and I point toward him. He backs away from the female, who looks at him, confused.
Reese takes my hand, which is raised, pointing to the now scared little boy, and her tongue traces from my palm to the tip of my finger. Her eyes never leave that man. She laughs and pulls me along quicker down the sidewalk. I shiver in my steps behind her. We rush through the lobby to the elevators and she hits the elevator button repeatedly, trying to rush the opening of the doors.
My hand falls on her bare shoulder, right at the base of her neck. My thumb tenderly feels along her spine and up into her hair.
The elevator dings and the doors slowly slide open. She pulls me into the elevator, turning and hitting the button to her floor. She shoves me against the wall and pushes on her toes. I welcome her thirsty lips while my hands dance on her waist. She is wearing a lovely dress, but if this elevator takes longer than the twenty seconds it takes to get from the ground floor to her room… I will rip it with no regard as to who might see. She has teased me long enough and from the way her hands are holding my shirt… she feels the same way. I wrap my hands around her wrist and pull them away from my shirt. I spin her around and push her against the wall. Her body is facing away from me with her hands above her head. One hand holds them in place while the other traces down her back. I stop just before her peach of an ass. I smile as I pull my hand pull away, then lay a hard smack on that perfect ass.
She moans. Fuck me, that’s good.
I push my body against hers so she can feel my eager erection. The chime of the door letting us know we have arrived at her floor stops us in our tracks. I let go of her hands and she slowly lowers them to her sides, turning ever so precisely. Her green eyes shine bright and I just want to confess all my sins.
A cough in the corner brings our attention. An elderly woman is looking everywhere but at us. Half of my lips curve up and Reese’s face is a beautiful shade of red.
“My apologies,” I say, humoring the old woman.
“Oh, I remember those days.” She waves us on while giggling.
“I… um,” my beautiful woman stutters.
I grab her hand, dragging her along. She is covering her face behind me and I am loving every second. We walk to her door and she stands in front of me, fumbling with her key card. My hand snakes into her hair to grip as much in my fingers as I can. Her head tilts to the side and her breathy moan encourages me to carry on. The door opens and I shove us through, kicking the door closed behind me. My hand reaches out toward her, grabbing the material of her dress and ripping the stitching. She looks up at me with frustration.
“There was a zipper!” she says.
“Too slow.” I grab her body, pulling it to me.
Her hands rip at my shirt, tearing it away from my chest. She drags her nails down my bare chest. I groan in pleasure. She takes a step back from me and her gaze is overwhelming. Our chests are heaving in anticipation, waiting for the other to move. This is a sexual game of chess and I am ready to surrender my crown so that my queen can win.
We step toward each other in equal excitement and our hands are greedy. We are ripping fabric off each other, buttons be damned. I lift her up as she wraps her legs around my waist and I slam her against the wall. She lets out a grunt while her hands grip my hair, pulling my head back.
“Ah!” I whine. “I missed you so much!”
My lips devour hers. My tongue sloppily dominates her. Her wet center drips on my hard cock and both are begging for release. I kiss down her jaw to her neck. She tastes so sweet.
“Adam…” she says. The way her voice trembles with her pleasure while my name falls from her lips is the most orgasmic thing I have heard. I want to make her scream my name. I let her legs go, but I keep her pressed against the wall. My tongue trails down between the valley of her breasts. I kiss the skin leading down past her belly button.
“Adam,” she says softly and lovingly.
No, no, my sweet. This is not what we do. My mouth attacks her dripping pussy and my god, she tastes better than I remember. I throw her leg over my shoulder to let my tongue reach deeper into her.
“Holy fuck!” she yells. My eyes look up as my lips and tongue enjoy their dessert. Her mouth hangs open as her eyes squint. Say it… say it! I silently beg.
“Adam!” Her body shakes, allowing her orgasm to take over.
I stand watching her post-orgasm gaze fall over her flawless skin. She is gasping for air the way I remember. You can’t smack the smile off my face at having her in my arms again. Her eyes finally adjust to reality and her smile fills me with such calmness. She pulls me to her by the back of my neck and eagerly kisses my lips, tasting herself. Satisfying moans escape her fiery lips.
My mind is about to explode and I need to be inside her now. I grab her body and twist her to face the bed. She stands facing the bed and my eyes trace down her back to the globes of her perfect ass. My fingers start at her hairline and trace her spine down between her shoulder blades. My hand presses on her back gently as she leans over the bed. I push her a little harder and she completely falls on the bed, swaying her ass back and forth. I grab both ass cheeks in my hands and squeeze them hard. My fingertips will surely bruise her fair skin. My fingers rub along her skin to her hips and lift them off the bed. Her face is still on the bed and her brown hair has fallen from her bun and spread around the white sheets.
Ironic —white sheets are for angels, but this psycho fools them all.
