Her remaining nerves were replaced by a sudden rush of arousal and bravado. She grabbed the ends of his tie and pulled his head to hers.
“I haven’t yet,” she whispered against his lips.
“Let’s fix that.”
In a move so fast, she barely had time to register it, he pulled her into the room, flush against him, shutting the door behind her. Trailing his fingers up her bare arm to her shoulder, he gently slipped the strap of her camera bag off and set it on the floor before pressing her against the wall.
His lips traced the line of her nearly bare shoulder, skipping over the dress’ strap as he followed the path to her neck. She shuddered as his teeth scraped the overly sensitive curve before he kissed his way to her ear, his stubble roughened cheek grazing her skin. “When I was a kid,” he murmured against her ear, “I was convinced you were the most beautiful woman in the world.”
Lifting his head, he held her motionless with his gaze. His expression was intense. Even in the dim light, the blue of his irises mesmerized her. “For what it’s worth…I was right.”
She caught her breath as he lowered his head and captured her lips, sliding his fingers up her spine and tangling in the hair at her nape. He tugged her head back, baring the line of her throat, and dragged his lips along the exposed flesh.
Meaghan choked back a groan as he nipped at a particularly sensitive spot. Grabbing his waist, she lifted her hips, rocking against him, gasping when he thrust back, pinning her against the wall. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the sensation of his stiff cock pressing against her. When he dropped his hands to drag them up her thighs, hiking up the short skirt of her dress as he went, she bit her lip to keep from whimpering.
The rough calluses on his hands teased her tender skin, and she wondered briefly what he did for a living. She pushed that thought out of her head since she didn’t plan on sticking around long enough to find out.
Instead, she yanked his shirt from the waistband of pants and scrabbled at the buttons. She wanted him as off balance as she was. She wanted to touch him. Taste him. Make him as needy as he made her. With shaking fingers, she managed to unfasten the buttons until the broad expanse of his chest and firm stomach was exposed. Tightly plated muscles made her mouth water, and she wanted nothing more than to taste every inch of his exposed skin. Leaning forward, she dragged open-mouthed kisses everywhere she could reach, closing her lips around a flat, tan nipple. He sucked in a ragged breath as she flicked her tongue across it.
The air conditioner kicked on somewhere in the room, and cool air swirled around her legs, chilling her where he’d hiked up her skirt. His hands continued to climb until they palmed her ass. He lifted her to her toes as he thrust against her fabric-covered pussy. This time, she couldn’t hold back the groan that leapt into her throat.
Sliding his hands inside the back of her panties, he lifted her and guided her legs around his waist, and she locked her ankles at the small of his back. Meaghan ground herself against him while he found the tab of her zipper and tugged it down, the sound loud in the quiet room. Bracing her against the wall, he dragged the straps of her dress down over her arms, baring her breasts.
Almost reverently, he cupped her aching flesh, swirling his palm over her tightly budded nipple before lowering his head and drawing his tongue across it.
“More,” she heard herself demand.
He sucked the distended nub between his lips, drawing on it while she arched her back, offering him more. Grabbing his head, she pulled him closer.
“Please tell me you’ve got condoms.”
He raised his head and met her gaze, his eyes dark with need. “What’s that saying? A Boy Scout is always prepared?”
She nodded, mesmerized by the rough timbre of his voice.
“So, yeah. I’ve got ‘em, but we’re nowhere near needing them. Not yet, anyway.” He thrust against her, grinding himself along her needy cunt. “Not even close.”
Meaghan’s breath caught in her throat and her eyes widened as his words sank in. She’d anticipated a quickie. Something fast and hard to get it out of their systems. Her stomach flipped in nervous anticipation when he lifted her away from the wall and began walking with her. She gripped his shoulders for balance when he stopped in front of the bed and dropped her, startling a squeal from her when she landed.
He stared at her, his eyes slowly devouring her where she lay. She could just imagine what she looked like—breasts bared, skirt around her waist and panties soaking wet. God, she wished he’d just fuck her already.
His words drifted back her. She pushed herself up on her elbows and frowned at him. “What do you mean, not even close?”
He lowered himself to the mattress, wedging himself between her thighs and hovering over her upper body, his hands on either side of her head. Bending, he caught one nipple between his teeth and flicked his tongue across it before releasing it. It took everything in her not to scream.
“What I meant was that if you want a quick fuck you picked the wrong guy.”
Chapter Six
“Oh.” Meaghan’s response was more breath than sound. God, if she wasn’t careful, she’d end up sounding like one of those stupid anime cartoon characters.
Eli smiled as he lowered his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Tingling, wet heat enveloped her flesh. It tightened against his tongue, and she grabbed his head and tried to hold him where she wanted him, but he moved, switching to the other side then back again, scraping her sensitive skin with his roughened cheeks. Pushing her breasts together, he alternated between the two until she was a writhing mess beneath him. She clutched at his shoulders, wanting more. She’d never been this close to coming from someone playing with her nipples. She lifted her hips, trying to increase contact, but he wasn’t having it.
Instead, he rolled to her side and slid his hand between her legs, trailing his fingertips over the ultra-sensitive skin until he reached her pussy. He traced the edge of her panties then moved over her stomach, teasing her. She couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed his hand and placed it over her mound.
Staring at her, he raised an eyebrow and ground the heel of his hand against her clit. Her climax hit without warning, stiffening her body and pushing a keening cry from her lips.
He was still watching her when she finally managed to open her eyes. His expression was just as intense as it had been before. Shivers of anticipation skittered along her limbs.
“Cold?”
She shook her head.
His hand still covered her pussy, his fingers gently stroking her. It wasn’t enough to make her come again, but it was more than enough to keep her aroused. Hell, all he needed to do was breathe to keep her aroused. She lifted her hips into his hand.
With her gaze on him, he slid to the floor to kneel between her splayed legs and kissed the inside of her thigh, sending need shooting through her veins.
“You should probably get comfortable.” He nuzzled the inside of her other thigh, inhaling deeply. “It’s gonna be a while before that happens again.”
She scowled at him, but before she could respond, he slid his hands under her ass and pulled her to the edge of the bed, brushing his lips over her sodden panties.
Meaghan sat up and shoved his shirt from his shoulders, yanking it off him. Scooting closer to him, she slid her fingers in his hair, angling his head to kiss him. His lips parted under hers, and she delved in to taste him.
When she raised her head, she murmured, “You’re not really going to leave me hanging, right?”
“Remember what I said about a quick fuck?” His eyes glinted with amusement in the low light. “I’m not that guy.” He kissed the end of her nose. “And you’re not the only one hanging. Now, take off your dress.”
She gathered the fabric in her hands, holding his gaze the entire time she drew it up her body except for the brief moment she pulled it over her head.
“Better?” she asked, challenge clear in her voice.
“Better,”
he confirmed. Splaying his hand over her stomach, he pushed until she was lying back on the bed then draped an arm across her midsection as if to keep her in place. He met her gaze across the line of her body. “Do I need to bust out my knot-tying skills, or are you going to cooperate?”
Her nipples tightened almost painfully at the thought, and she bit back a whimper. From another guy, that question might have creeped her out. From Eli, it just made her hotter than hell.
“Now, where was I?” he murmured. He leaned forward, his stubbled cheeks scraping the inside of her thighs as he pressed kisses along the line of her underwear, teasing her while she squirmed helplessly under the weight of his arm. Trailing his fingertips over the outside of her panties, he groaned. “You’re soaked.”
Eli sat back and looked at her for a minute. She was a wet dream come true. His wet dream come true. He’d told her he planned to drag this out, but if he were honest with himself, he wasn’t sure he had that kind of willpower. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her right now. But even stronger than that urge was the desire to make sure she never forgot him or this night since she seemed so hell bent on this being a one-night stand.
Smoothing his hands down her calves, he slipped off her shoes. When she lifted her head to look at him, he shrugged. “Those heels are wicked looking, and I’d prefer to not be impaled by them while I’m making you come.”
He couldn’t stifle his laugh as her head dropped back on a moan that sounded more frustrated than aroused. He hooked his fingers under the sides of her panties, drew them down her legs and tossed them aside. She was completely naked except for the necklace that dangled between her breasts and glinted in the low light. And she was glorious. Pale skin was a sharp contrast to her dark hair. Firm breasts with dusky rose-colored nipples that just begged to be sucked. Wide hips he wanted to dig his fingers into while he fucked her—she was perfection. Perfect for him, anyway.
Sliding his hands under her sweetly rounded ass again, Eli urged her legs apart and leaned forward, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal. He lifted her to his lips and tasted her, parting her folds with his tongue. Honeyed sweetness exploded in his mouth as he licked at her again.
Freeing one hand, he spread her lips wide and tasted every inch of her, darting into her tight opening then circling her straining clit and back again. All the while, Meaghan fisted her hands in the bedspread while panting cries escaped her parted lips. She braced her bare feet on his thighs and pushed her pussy against his mouth.
He pulled his other hand from under her and dropped his arm across her waist, pinning her to the bed again. A fresh rush of moisture coated his tongue. So, she liked being restrained, did she? He filed that bit of information away for later use. As much as she thought this would be a onetime thing, he planned to do everything in his power to make sure it wasn’t.
Moving back to her clit, he flicked it with the tip of his tongue before drawing it between his lips. Her entire body shook as he sucked on the little bundle of nerves and gently slipped a finger inside her contracting passage.
She strained against the arm that held her down while he slowly finger-fucked her with long, deep strokes. Her inner muscles rippled around him, tightening further as he added another finger. Christ, if she was this tight now, he couldn’t imagine how good it would feel to have his cock inside her.
She whispered his name over and over as she thrust helplessly into his hand. It was one of the most beautiful things he’d ever seen. Twisting his fingers inside her, he found her g-spot and crooked his fingertips over it, stroking it, drawing her arousal higher. She let go of the bedding and tangled her fingers in his hair while she flew apart beneath his lips, screaming.
Finally, her grip loosened, and her hands dropped limply to the bed at her sides. “I thought,” she panted, “you were going to make me suffer and wait.”
Shrugging, he pushed to his feet then leaned over her and drew his finger downward between the valley of her breasts. “I lied.”
“That was amazing,” she breathed. “You should give lessons.”
He lowered his head and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips. She tried to pull him down on top of her, but he wasn’t quite ready to let this moment end.
She apparently was. She broke the kiss and quickly flipped herself around so she was on her stomach with her head at crotch level. Holding his gaze, she expertly unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants. His dick leapt at the slightest graze of her fingers as she shoved his clothes past his hips. As he kicked them off, she grabbed hold of his cock and stroked firmly down the shaft, bringing the crown to her mouth.
Eli pushed her hair out of her face so he could see her better. His fingers and her screaming orgasms had obliterated whatever complicated hairdo she’d had earlier. Not that she seemed to care. He certainly didn’t. He liked it loose and flowing around her shoulders.
Meaghan dragged the head of his cock across her lips, and he shuddered at the sensation. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and she did it again, watching his reaction. She opened wider as if to draw him in, and he laid a finger across her lips before she could engulf him. “You do that, and this might be all over now.”
In response, she sucked his finger into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, hollowing her cheeks and drawing on it as if it were a dick. His shaft jerked in her hand, and pre-cum leaked from the tip. Releasing his finger, she replaced it with his cock. Without warning, she sucked him deep—so deep he hit the back of her throat.
Christ, her mouth was heaven. Hot, wet, unimaginable heaven. Okay, he’d imagined it, but it was nothing like the reality of being nearly balls-deep down her throat with her lips wrapped around him. She drew harder, sliding up and down his length, making him groan.
“You’ve got to stop.”
She didn’t.
His head dropped back, and for a minute, he allowed himself simply to simply feel. His muscles tightened as he fought the urge to pump down her throat. Pleasure shot up his spine, and his knees almost buckled as she swirled the tip of her tongue around the aching head.
“Meaghan.” His tone was sharp. Far sharper than he’d intended it.
She pulled him from her sweetly swollen mouth and smirked at him while she traced the veins and ridges of his shaft with her fingertips. “Problem?”
Grabbing her upper arms, he urged her to her knees on the mattress and pulled her to him. Her arms wound around his neck, and her nipples hardened into tight little pebbles against his chest. The caress of her warm, soft skin was nearly his undoing. He needed to be inside her.
She pressed her lips to his neck and followed the line to his ear. “I sincerely hope you’re not planning to make me wait any longer.” She reached between them and grabbed his cock. “I really need you to fuck me, now.”
Wrapping his arm around her waist, he lifted her up and yanked back the bedding before turning and pulling her down on top of him. She shifted, sitting up and straddling his body, her wet heat searing his abdomen as she rocked against him. God, he loved her lack of inhibitions. It was a refreshing change from the women he usually ended up dating.
He’d gripped her hips and started to slide her back toward his cock when she leaned forward, laying her hands in the middle of his chest. “Whoa, there, Boy Scout. I believe you mentioned being prepared?”
Christ. What the fuck was wrong with him? He never forgot to use a condom. He knew what exactly what his problem was. He was utterly distracted by Meaghan. Hell, he was besotted with her. He reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom from where he’d stashed them earlier. Before he could open it, she took it from his hand, opened it then reached behind her and rolled it over his cock.
Shifting, she guided his shaft to her opening then sank down as she slowly stretched around him. He’d been right. She was unbelievably tight. He smoothed his hands over her thighs and ass as she gradually began to move, sliding up and down his length at an agonizing pace. Never
had anything felt as good as being inside Meaghan.
He couldn’t tear his gaze from her face. Her eyes had fallen shut, her lips had parted and a thin sheen of sweat beaded on her upper lip. Her hair was a wild tangle around her head. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight.
She leaned forward, fingers splayed across his stomach as her hips undulated, her channel rippling around him as she moved. Pleasure sluiced through his veins. Hands on her hips, holding her to him, he thrust into her from beneath, eager to bury himself deeper in her heat. It wasn’t enough. He needed more of a connection to her. More of her.
Eli gripped her waist hard and suddenly shifted beneath her. Anchoring her body to his, he sat up, changing the angle of penetration. Her eyes flew open, and a strangled groan caught in her throat as she clasped his shoulders to keep her balance. His hips rolled into hers, and she ground against him, loving the way they fit together.
Her aching breasts rubbed against his chest, and his cock, god, his cock filled her as no other man ever had. He did a lot of things no other man ever had, but she pushed away the thought and focused on the rising frenzy rioting throughout her body. Glancing down between them, she watched the way their bodies moved together, and a fresh rush of moisture flooded her pussy.
“Meaghan. Look at me.” His voice was raw…strained…but still commanding. The sound of it sent chills down her spine.
She didn’t want to look at him. She didn’t want to get pulled in any deeper. She just wanted to fuck him, satisfy them both and go home. It hadn’t seemed like too much to ask. Now, it seemed impossible.
“Meaghan.” Each syllable was punctuated with a thrust.
Warily, she lifted her eyes to his face. Hunger had darkened his gaze and tightened his lips as he pulled her deeper into his unrelenting rhythm. His eyes didn’t leave hers. They held her as securely as his arms.
He slid one hand to the nape of her neck and the other to her ass, slipping a finger between her ass cheeks and traveling lower to tease the puckered opening. Her body jerked at his touch, her internal muscles clamping down hard on his cock.
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