him.
“You are beautiful, Donia,” he whispered the words he thought every time he looked at her. He knew how he felt about his caramel beauty, if only he could get her to feel the same about him. She smiled against his waiting lips.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” She kissed at his lips. Not the sentiment he wanted, but he would take it and she was here with him, finally. He kissed at her lips and her face and her neck loving the responses she gave. She moaned and wiggled and said his name, but he wanted that signal—the invitation letting him in not only her body, but into her heart. For now he would take the physical, but he wanted so much more with her. He wanted to be in her life, more than just a friend. He rolled away from her and sat on the side of the bed. He felt her move behind him. “Hey, you aren’t leaving are you?”
He turned to look at her. “Do you want me to leave?”
“No. I want to know why you’re so overdressed.”
He looked down at his jeans and button up shirt. She crawled over to him on all fours and ran her hands up his back and over his shoulders. She unbuttoned his shirt from behind. He could feel her full breasts pressing into his back. He closed his eyes relishing the feel of her naked body against him. Her hands slipped in his shirt pulling it back and away from his body, leaving his skin bare. “Stand up and turn around.”
He stood, not asking any questions as she moved to the edge of the bed. She did not waste a moment. Starting immediately on his belt buckle, she lifted her gaze to him. He watched her as she lowered his pants to the floor. He stepped from them and kicked them away. She stood with her hands at his waist. He lowered his head to meet her lips. He kissed her completely showing her how he felt for her in that simple gesture. He drank from her lips. His hands found hers at his waist and pushed the boxer shorts down for her. His manhood sprang to life against her stomach as he stood back up and he opened her eyes to stare at him.
The request was low. So faint he almost didn’t hear it. He stopped the caresses and the soft whispers of admiration. “What’s that, baby?” he asked, making sure he heard the words he’d been waiting to hear for such a long time.
“Please, Blake, I need you inside of me.”
He waited to hear her say it, wanted to make the moment last for both of them and bring her to climax soft and slow. Now that the words were out of her mouth, an animal instinct took over he wasn’t aware he possessed.
“You only had to ask,” he growled at her. He lowered her to the bed and lifted her right leg up and around his waist. In a slow, fluid movement he buried his over engorged cock to the hilt in Donia’s warm velvet sheath. The friction from her tightness almost did him in. He moaned, trying to get his self under control. “Oh damn, Donia,” was all he could manage to say.
She rotated her hips against his pulsating cock.
“Whoa, wait,” he said putting a hand on her stomach. “Give me just a second.” He felt his cheeks warm when a sly grin moved over her face. “I will make you pay for that Cheshire grin.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He heard the sarcasm in her voice, and pulled out of her slowly. “Hey, where you going?” she whined, grabbing at his hips.
“Nowhere,” he answered, slamming back into her. Her back arched off the bed and he wrapped his arm around her. Bringing their bodies closer together he continued moving in and out of her body.
He stayed attuned to her heavy breathing waiting for her to reach climax for the third time. She opened her eyes to stare at him. The look in her eyes and the rhythm of their bodies was all it took. “I’m going to come.” His jaw tightened. She threw back her head, and he knew she was close. They both collapsed amongst pillows, blankets, and tangled limbs, neither able to speak.
Chapter Ten
She heard the shower stop running in the hotel bathroom.