Page 86 of Silver Fake
The kiss is soft and sweet, sending chills over my skin.
I shift in his lap, and he groans against my lips and moves his hands down my back and to my hips, where he grips me.
"I need you," he says in a low husky voice between kisses.
"Me too," I say. "Take me to your room."
He stands up so fast I laugh and wrap my legs around his waist before putting my feet on the ground. Walking through the lobby with my body plastered against his is probably a bad idea. He grabs my hand, and we practically run upstairs to his room. As soon as he opens the door, he faces me, bends down, grabs my ass, and lifts me back up against him.
His mouth crashes into mine as he carries me inside, and I moan against his lips. My dress rides up, leaving nothing but my thin panties between us, and I can feel the hard length of his cock through his pants pressing against me. Heat rushes through me, and I rock my hips against him.
He groans, shoving his face in my neck. "I need to be inside you right now, baby."
"God, yes," I sigh.
He carries me to the side of the bed, puts me down on my feet, and pulls my dress off over my head in one quick swoop, then he pauses, raking his eyes up and down my body. It was a hot day so I skipped the bra when I got dressed earlier, and his eyes are so dark with lust as he looks at me that they almost look black.
"You are so beautiful," he says, drawing his eyes to meet mine.
Biting my lip, I take a small step forward, not wanting any space between us. I grip the bottom of his shirt, look into his eyes, and say, "My turn."
I push his shirt up his chest, enjoying the ridges of his chest as I slip my hands under the material. A low rumble comes from his throat, and I can feel it vibrate against my fingers.
Then he grabs his shirt and finishes taking it off, yanking it over his head, and throws it behind him. I keep my eyes on his and press a kiss to his peck, trailing my fingers down to the button of his pants. I kiss his chest, making small circles with my tongue, as I undo his pants and push them to the floor.
Before I can push down his boxers, he grabs me, lifts me up, and claims my mouth. His kiss is intense, and I swear I can feel it all over my body as he closes the space between us and the bed. Then he lowers me down on my back and trails kisses along my jaw. After a moment, he stands up, and I whimper at the loss of feeling him against me.
"Don't worry, baby," he says, smirking, "I'm not going anywhere."
He reaches for me, taking the sides of my panties around his thumbs, and pulls them off, then he shoves his boxers down, kicking them away, and my eyes drop to his dick, and I bite my bottom lip. Smiling, he strokes himself a couple of times, rubbing his thumb over the head.
"You look so beautiful and ready for me right now," he says.
"You too," I say.
I look back up at his face, and he smirks. He moves to the bed and pushes me further up so I'm resting against the pillows at the top. Then he crawls on the bed, staying near the bottom half, and he puts his hands on my knees and spreads my legs apart.
"I've been dreaming about you just like this," he says.
My pulse is racing, and I swear my heart is doing flips inside my chest. I've never been so hot in my life. I lick my lips to ensure my voice isn't too dry.
"You have?"
“Yep. Just like this. Naked and ready for me to make you mine."
"I am yours," I say, smiling as his nostrils flair.
He lowers himself on the bed with his face between my legs, and then he runs his tongue up my inner thigh.
I sigh. Everywhere he touches me, it feels like electricity.
Then he pushes my legs further apart and buries his tongue in my sex. Swirling it around my clit.
"Oh god!" I cry, my head pushing back into the pillows behind me.
He lifts his face just a little, and I whimper at the loss. Looking down, he locks his eyes on mine and swipes the width of his tongue through my sex and up over my clit. The feeling is so intense my hips jerk as I try to get closer so I can feel him do that again.
"I want you to come all over my tongue," he says.