Page 62 of Player For Hire
And she didn’t seem to be as twisted up either. Was I alone in this? Chump status after one freaking time?
Possessive shit wasn’t my style, and here I was ready to crawl the walls of this damn elevator. And right now, I wanted to push her into the wall and bury myself deep inside her.
To make her see the magic of us. Feel it.
Know it as wildly as I did.
Her nails dug into my skin. “Are you mad?”
“Yes.” I gripped her hip. “Mad, because it was one time. One time I’ve tasted you and I can’t think about anything else.” I gripped her ass. “One time I’ve been in this sweet body, and I want more. All. The. Fucking. Time.”
Her breath hitched. “Why?”
I laughed. It was harsh and exasperated. “I don’t know.”
And she wanted a lesson. I was an idiot. The truth was on my tongue, but even that truth was too much to give her.I pushed her back a little and then I swung her around to face the wall in the elevator. I lowered my mouth to her ear. “Lesson number three starts now.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “What’s the lesson?”
“When a man wants you so badly that his brain is located in his goddamn cock...” Trailing off, I pressed my erection into her ass. “You have the power, and it makes us fucking insane.”
Lust filled her gaze.
“I want that power back.”
Giving her that honesty struck me low. It was true. I didn’t want her to have that ability to make me nuts. No woman ever had before.
Was it because she broke under me so sweetly and perfectly? Was it her sponge-like need to learn?
It didn’t make fucking sense.
“Place your hands on the wall, Naomi.”
She swallowed, but then instead of doing what I asked, she turned around in my arms. “No.”
“No?” My body stilled—ready to retreat if I’d gone too far.
“You put your hands on the wall.”
I narrowed my eyes.
Her chin lifted, then she lowered to her knees in front of me. “Hands on the wall, Colder.”
“Fuck.” How had she turned this on me?
She jerked at the waistband of my running shorts and that sweet, lethal tongue swiped over the crown of my cock before she took me deep into her mouth. She groaned deep in her throat and the vibration of it made my dick throb and every muscle in my body lock.
The doors to the elevator closed and her eyes went slumberous.
I brushed the stray lock of hair that wouldn’t stay out of her face around her ear, then I grabbed the back of her neck. “Can you make me come before we get to the lobby?”
She gripped the base of my cock firmly enough to make me hiss. Then she stroked me steadily as she proceeded to suck the damn top of my head off. She was a terrifyingly adept student.
My student.
The idea of her doing this with someone else had me gripping her neck tighter. Her eyes went hot, and I threw my head back with a groan. I couldn’t imagine her doing this to someone else. I couldn’t or I’d lose my damn mind.
She cupped my balls and pulled at them without the tentative bent from a few days ago. She took me so fucking deep I felt her throat close over the head of my cock. She was a goddess and a temptress like no other as she shoved me past my breaking point, and I couldn’t stop myself from coming down her throat.