Room 452

by T. L. Quinn

  His head slams back against the door. “Fuck!” He shouts.

  I move my head backward and forward, sliding him in and out until my mouth reaches my hand that is holding his base. My mouth waters more, making him slide even easier. I want more of him. I need more of him.

  I grab the back of his thigh with my free hand, and I let my other hand fall from his dick. This time when I bob forward, I let him slide all the way to the back of my throat. The sound he makes as I slide back off sends tingles down my spine and straight between my legs. I ache to have him inside of me.

  “This-.” His breath catches as I slide him back in again. “This is not what I thought you had in mind.” He manages to get out.

  I look at him with his cock still in my mouth. “Do you want me to stop?” I ask, but it sounds more like jumbled words because well, his cock is in my mouth.

  He groans and leans back against the door again. “Fuck no.” He whispers through a harsh breath.

  I slide him fully back inside, and his body seems like it turns to jelly against the door. One hand grabs my head, and the other falls loosely back against the door. I gag when his hips jut forward, and then I slurp up the spit drooling from my mouth.

  “Ugh.” He groans. “You’re fucking killing me here.”

  I take him deeper, and he moans louder. “You keep surprising me.”

  I reach up and grip his ass tight in my hands and pull him into me again. This time though, he pushes me off of him and reaches down and yanks me up. “Fuck. I can’t.”

  He looks at me and notices I’m still fully clothed. He fixes that in a matter of moments. He pushes me backward onto the bed until he is fully on top of me. His mouth travels down to my breasts and then to my stomach.

  I wiggle in agony underneath him. “Sawyer.” I pant. “I need you.”

  He growls as he kisses over my thighs. “I need a minute.” He clips harshly.

  “Sawyer please.” I beg.

  “Fuck!” He shouts.

  He grabs my legs roughly in both hands and lifts me up to his mouth. He sucks my clit into his mouth so hard that I scream out. Then his tongue plunges forward inside of me. He repeats the motion a few times, and I am already about to fall over the edge.

  “I’m going to-.” Sawyer cuts me off abruptly.

  “Don’t you fucking dare cum yet.” His voice booms through the room, freezing me in place and leaving me speechless.

  His eyes burn back into mine as he breathes heavily. We both stare at each other for a moment. He clenches his jaw. “You came here to get fucked, so please, let me oblige.”

  He reaches over to his nightstand without ever moving his eyes from me. He fumbles around in his drawer while he leans down and bites my bottom lip between his teeth. He finally finds a condom and tears it open and rolls it over himself.

  A moment later he is lined up at my entrance. He leans up on his arm and looks me right in the eye as he enters me. For how aggressive we’ve been up to this point, he enters me excruciatingly slowly. It’s perfect though. I feel every inch of him as he stretches me apart.

  I gasp when he fills me all the way. My legs shake around him, and he rests his forehead up against mine. He doesn’t move, and his breathing is heavy. He reaches forward with the hand he’s not leaning on and cups my jaw. His mouth captures mine, and his tongue explores my mouth.

  It’s so gentle that I’m thrown off for a moment as I get lost in him. He nibbles on my lip and then pulls back finally and slams back into me. His hips rock back and forth, pushing in and pulling out. Every time he does, I suck him in and squeeze him on his way out.

  He pushes up so he is leaning against his hand. His eyes are so fiery as he stares down at me. This is so unlike last time we were together. I didn’t realize that having him look at me while we fucked would make such a difference, but fuck it does. His eyes fall down to my tits as he continues to slam into me. My eyes follow down with his to where we are joined together. I watch his cock as it slips in and out, coated completely with my wetness.

  “Ugh!” I scream out as my head falls back against the bed again.

  His hand yanks my jaw back forward. “Fucking look at me!” He yells at me.

  I gasp, his voice freezing me in place. My mouth drops open, and he pushes harder and harder. His hips move faster, and my tits bounce harder. Every time he enters, he slams right into that perfect spot. My body tightens and tightens and tightens until everything burst forth at once, and I clamp down on him so hard that I don’t know how he continues to push inside of me.

  I scream. Like literally scream. I feel everything. Every emotion. Every sensation. Everything exploding into one perfect euphoric moment.

  “Christ!” Sawyer breathes harshly. Then he grunts, and then groans, and grunts some more. His face contorts, his veins bulge, his body shakes as he releases inside of me.

  He collapses on top of me so hard that it takes my breath away. My eyes close as I try to come back to reality, but I can’t yet. My body tingles, and my pussy continues to pulse around his cock that still sits inside of me.

  When we’ve finally calmed enough, he rolls off of me to the side. I stare at the ceiling while my chest rises and falls. “Oh boy.” I breathe at the ceiling.

  Sawyer starts laughing so hard. “You did not just say that.”

  I turn and smile at him. I laugh out, “I feel so confused right now. I don't know what to think.”

  He reaches forward and brushes my hair back. His lips come forward and connect with mine. “You didn’t come here to think.” He whispers and then pulls back.

  He slips out of the bed and walks over to his bathroom to get rid of the condom. I stare at his ass the whole way. Fuck that man has a nice ass.

  I call out to him. “Have you ever done it with a mirror?”

  He shakes his head and closes his eyes. “What?” He chuckles as he slides back into the bed. “You’re so weird.”

  I shrug. “You have a great ass.”

  He raises an eyebrow at me. “Are you on drugs or something?” He pretends to be sorry. “Oh, was that insensitive?”

  I narrow my eyes at him, and he grins back. “At least I didn’t ask what I was thinking.”

  “Oh? And what were you going to say?” I smirk back.

  He bites his lip to hide his smile. “I was going to ask if your mom slipped you some drugs.”

  I swat at his chest. “Asshole!”

  He leans his arms behind his head and lays on the pillow. “You’re the one who’s trying to stare at my asshole while I fuck you next time.”

  I laugh and lay back down on the pillow next to him. “No, there will be no next time. This was a special circumstance.”

  “Keep telling yourself that.” He smirks at me.

  “You fuck three times and it means something. You know that. You’ve used your freebies up. Time to move on buddy.” I say back.

  He cringes. “I will never be your buddy.”

  I laugh and reach for the water bottle on his nightstand since I feel like I’m dying of thirst. He does the same on his side. As we both screw the caps back on, I grin at him. “Did you set these out ahead of time or do you always keep water bottles on your nightstand in case you get laid?”

  He takes another drink. “I’ve never let a girl in my house before.”

  I laugh, but his face doesn’t change. I turn my body toward him. “Oh c’mon! Never?’

  He nods.

  I open my mouth wide. “I don’t believe you. You couldn’t possibly have actually only fucked in your car. That would be so limiting.”

  He glances at me without turning his head. “No, I’ve done hotels or their place, but never here.”

  I raise my eyebrows all the way up in surprise. “Wow.” I pause for a moment. “Does that mean I took your bed’s virginity? I feel so naughty.”

  He rolls his eyes and laughs. “What am I going to do with you?”

  I smile back, but then I slide out of bed to gather my clothes. “I’
m going to go.”

  He doesn’t move from the bed. “How about you don’t?”

  I glance back at him. “It would be weird if I stayed.”

  “Says who?” He asks smugly.

  I grab a t-shirt from his drawer instead of putting my clothes back on. “Says me.”

  He smiles. “What else do you have to do?”

  I shrug. “Nothing.”

  He sits up in the bed and pats the spot next to him. “Good. Me too. Come do nothing with me.”

  I bite down on my lip, trying to decide what to do. I smirk at him. “You got any snacks?”

  “I’m sure I can come up with something.” He winks at me.

  I fold my arms over my chest. “No, your dick does not count as a snack.”

  He cocks an eyebrow. “You could have fooled me with the way you were trying to swallow it.”

  “Well, you better try to remember it because it was the first and last time it will ever happen.” I snap back.

  He laughs. “You saying it over and over won’t make it any more true. You know that, right?”

  Instead of responding, I head out into the kitchen to see what I can find. I didn’t eat much with my parents since I was upset. Not to mention, I worked up an appetite. I open his fridge, and it’s all healthy food. No wonder he’s able to stay so fit.

  Sawyer leans up against my back. “Sorry, no junk food. I guess we’ll have to resort back to cock.”

  I laugh as I grab a bowl of already cut up fruit. “Try again buddy.”

  “Again with the buddy.” He groans, but then he steps forward and whispers in my ear from behind. “You will never be my friend, Blake.”

  I swallow hard and take a few breaths. Then I whip around and smile at him. “I know. You don’t have any friends.”

  I walk past him out to his back slider. I step out and am blown away by how beautiful it is out here. The sun is setting, illuminating the sky with pinks, purples, and blues. “Wow.” I breathe out.

  I walk over to the swing on his back patio and take a seat. Sawyer sits next to me and grabs a couple grapes from the bowl and pops them in his mouth. I look out over the large backyard. “How do you have time to take care of all this?” I ask.

  He raises an eyebrow at me. “I have no friends, remember?”

  Sawyer left the slider open so Princess comes running out. He tosses one of her toys, and she happily runs and grabs it.

  I laugh at his joke and lean my head down on his shoulder. “So you don’t hire someone to come do all your landscaping?”

  He chuckles. “You mean with all the money I’m squeezing you dry of?”

  I look up at him. “Yes, exactly. What are you spending all that money on?”

  His smile stretches across his face. “Oh no, I blow all that on strippers and blow. I have to do all my own landscaping.”

  I slap his chest. “Shut up.”

  He leans back and wraps his arm around my shoulder. “I like working outside. It’s peaceful. So unlike our work environment.”

  I pull my legs up on the swing and cozy up. I know exactly what he means. It’s so nice out here. “Is that why you don’t bring your girls back here? Disturbing the peace?”

  He glances down at me. “Yeah, except somehow the biggest pain in my ass ended up here.”

  I reach over and pinch his stomach. “Ow!” He half shouts, half laughs.

  “Now I’m a pain in your side too.” I grin up at him.

  He shakes his head and laughs. “Dork.” Then he leans down and presses his mouth to mine.

  I kiss him back, and he reaches over and cups my jaw. I completely relax into him until suddenly I stop. I can’t do this.

  I pull back abruptly, and he gives me a confused look. I can’t stay here. I quickly stand up. “I have to go.”

  He stands and follows me back into the house. I rush to the bedroom and find my clothes. I close the bathroom door and change as fast as I can. He calls through the door, but gives me my privacy. “Want to tell me what just happened?” He asks, still sounding confused.

  I close my eyes tight to try to get a grip, but it’s too late. I could feel myself falling for him, and no matter how many times I’ve been told I need to put myself out there and not shy away from relationships, I know giving my heart to Sawyer would be the biggest mistake of my life.

  I open the bathroom door and give him a half smile. “I uh...I just remembered I have to take care of something.”

  I rush past him before he can see right through my lie, but he follows me out. “Blake, c’mon.”

  I don’t turn around to look at him as I reach the front door and walk out to my car, but I can still hear him following behind me. “You’re seriously not going to tell me what’s going on?” He asks.

  I finally turn to look at him. “I’m sorry I disturbed your peace. Really. Thank you for letting me escape.”

  His face hardens, and his eyes turn angry. It feels like a hole was shot right through my chest. “Yeah, whatever.” He says angrily and then turns around and walks back into his house.

  My shoulders deflate, and I quickly hop in the car. I can feel tears prick my eyes as I back out of the driveway, and once I’m driving back home, I let them flow freely. Every single emotion from the day has caught up to me. I crash onto my bed when I get home. My whole body feels completely drained. I don’t even bother getting ready for bed. I close my eyes and hope that I can wake up tomorrow and just move on.

  Chapter 13

  I’ve been in a grumpy mood ever since I left Sawyer’s place. Sunday I laid around the house all day. I’d look at my phone every five minutes, debating on whether or not I should text him. He never tried to reach out, so I thought better of it.

  Monday I was able to avoid him all day. He was out of the office most of the day, and I had a bunch of paperwork to get caught up on, so I mostly stayed at my desk the whole day. Today though, I have to go see him. We had this meeting scheduled already. We have to go over some sales accounts and leads for the team before our weekly meeting with the whole team.

  He usually just shows up at my desk, and we’ll head over to a conference room or something, but I haven’t seen him yet today. With just a couple minutes until our meeting time, I stand and blow out a breath and then walk over to his office.

  The door is halfway open, and I peek inside. Sounds like he is finishing up a phone call. He nods and smiles at me and motions for me to sit. I give him a half smile back, and I smooth my skirt down as I sit across from him.

  I’ve been dreading seeing him, but he doesn’t even seem phased at all. He finishes his call and then smiles back at me. I was expecting to have some sort of conversation about what happened between us, but he jumps straight into business. I don’t know if I’m relieved or disappointed, but either way I know I made the right decision. The way he is able to pretend like nothing ever happened isn’t normal.

  I stare back at him and start thinking about all the things that must’ve happened to him to make him be able to behave this way. Fuck. No. Stop it. Do not feel things for Sawyer.

  We finish our meeting without any issues, and I stand to leave. “Good, I think we covered everything.”

  I turn and start heading to the door when his voice stops me. “You going to the party with me Friday?” He asks.

  I turn back around and look at him confused. “Why would I do that?”

  He leans forward on the desk and smirks at me. “Because you want to.”

  I bite my lip nervously. “I want no such thing.”

  He leans back and reaches his hands behind his head. “So you won’t mind if I take someone else then?”

  Fuck! Of course I mind! The fuck!

  “No. Of course not. Go ahead.” I say and turn back toward the door before he can see right through me if he hasn’t already.

  The rest of the week is torture. I can’t stop thinking about Sawyer. Every time he is talking to any girl in the office, I get all crazy and start wondering if he’s going to ta
ke her to the party, or maybe he’ll take someone from an account, or fuck, even one of his car fuck girls.

  I tap my desk repeatedly, annoyed at myself. Everyone is leaving the office at noon today so they all have time to get ready for the party tonight, and I can’t get out of here fast enough. I want to bail on the whole thing, but I couldn’t do that to my dad.

  Erin was on vacation this week, so she’s not going to be there tonight to be my buffer. I need to figure out a way to avoid Sawyer. I can’t handle dealing with him tonight.

  Todd stops by my desk on his way out. “I’ll see you tonight?” He asks.

  I smile at him, but really I want to tell him to fuck off. If he thinks I am giving him any attention tonight, he’s crazy. That ship has sailed. “Sure.” I say back noncommittally.

  My dad stops by my desk and sees me looking irritated as ever. He gives me a concerned look. “Is everything alright?”

  “Hmm?” I ask. “Oh, yes. I was just thinking about tonight.”

  He smiles at me. “Why don’t you get out of here? I don’t think many people are still working.”

  I smile at him and stand and kiss his cheek. “You’re probably right. Thanks. See you tonight.”

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  My car drops me off at the hotel a little later than starting time. I usually show up to these things early to make sure everything is going correctly, but my dad’s new assistant has been wonderful at coordinating so I’ve been able to take a step back and just enjoy the events lately.

  Usually I’d find Erin right away, but since she isn’t here tonight, I head straight for the bar. I tap the bar while I wait for my drink. I feel someone approach beside me.

  “Blake.” Sawyer says and then orders his own drink.

  “Sawyer.” I say back as I take a sip of my drink.

  He turns toward me and leans against the bar. “You look lovely this evening.”

  I raise an eyebrow at him. “Thanks.” I say dryly. “Where’s your date?”

  He shrugs. “I didn’t want to limit my options. I figured with over 500 employees here tonight, I’m sure I can find someone worth taking out to my car.” He says sarcastically.