Page 96 of Tangled Roses
“Don’t be. It’s only a hotel.”
I’m surprised and if anything, it intrigues me more. If she’s not impressed with this, she must be extremely wealthy.
A rich princess out for thrills. I know the type and if that’s what she’s offering, I’m up for it because I’ve had a shitty day and any excuse to forget is fine with me. Not to mention the fact she’s the most attractive woman I’ve seen in a very long time.
We head through the hotel lobby into the elevator and I waste no time in pushing her back against the wall and smearing her smile with my hungry lips.
She moans as our tongues twist together and my hand edges under her skirt and pushes it to her waist.
I run my thumb across her panties and the fact they’re soaked gives me the confidence to see this through.
I kick her legs apart and ease aside the sodden underwear as she pushes her hands inside my jacket and under my shirt.
Her nails rake my skin as I plunge two fingers inside her wet heat and she gasps as I pump them inside her, loving how her walls clench around my fingers.
I bite her neck and she groans as she fumbles with my belt, intent on returning the favor.
The elevator stops and we spring apart as the door opens and a couple head inside and the look of disgust the woman directs at my mysterious lady makes her giggle as she catches my eye.
She’s like a naughty teenager caught necking her high school crush, and it’s strangely endearing. The appreciative looks the man directs her way are followed by a jealous one in my direction.
This couple know what they interrupted, and she obviously doesn’t give a fuck what they think about her, which I like.
We travel in silence and when we reach the fourteenth floor, she grasps my hand and pulls me into the carpeted corridor.
“Come. It’s not far.”
The doors close on the disgusted guests and she almost runs toward a door in the middle while fumbling in her purse for the key card.
As the door opens, we crash inside the room and waste no time in stripping our clothes off in haste.
I love the wild look in her eyes as she pushes me back onto the bed and sits astride me, her hair dusting my chest.
I reach for it and wrap it around my hand, crashing my lips to hers and biting down sharply on her plump lips. I spin her around and push her back on the bed, trailing my lips across her skin, stopping only to swirl my tongue around her nipple before I travel lower. I don’t stop kissing her heated skin until I reach her thighs and then push them apart and swipe my tongue up her slit.
She claws at the bedsheets as I suck her clit, savoring the taste of her, loving her scent.
“Oh God.” She cries out as she bucks under my tongue and gasps, “That is so good.”
She can’t help herself and comes apart with a scream as I plunge two fingers inside her to capture her release.
As she falls back on the bed, I rub her climax on my cock and she gasps, “Wait.”
This time she spins me around and we share a deliciously dirty kiss, as she tastes her arousal on my tongue.
Then she repays the favor and travels down my body, sucking, biting and kissing every inch of my skin. As my cock weeps for joy, she takes it into her mouth and as her teeth graze against the soft skin, it blows my mind.
“Fuck, that’s good.” I groan as she sucks me like a lollipop and I swell inside her mouth. She moans as I hit the back of her throat, my fingers tangled in her hair as I thrust harder and deeper. When she gags, I pull out roughly and she gasps, “Condom?”
“Fuck!” I hiss, wondering why I never plan ahead for the eventuality that a hot, desperate woman rips my clothes off.
“Okay.” She pulls back and breathes deeply.
“There must be a machine in the lobby in the men’s restroom. You’ll have to go and get one.”
I groan at the thought of any interruption, but her eyes flash and she says harshly, “I’m not ordering one on room service. It’s that or nothing.”
For some reason, it makes me laugh and as I scoot to the side of the bed, I fix her with an impatient sigh. “Wait there. I won’t be long.”