“Fuck. I’m going to come,” he warned. “Pull me out now.”
She wanted to taste him, fill her mouth with him. His ass was off the bed, which was perfect. She worked him with one hand, her lips meeting the pumping hand. The other had reached for his balls and tugged. He surrendered with a guttural cry. His release came out fast, flooding her mouth and throat. She swallowed and licked him clean.
He tasted good.
He studied her from underneath his lashes, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his breathing slowing down. “Damn, your mouth. The things you did to my balls. What was that?”
She grinned. “I’ll do it again if you like it that much.”
“I do. You beautiful, talented…” He stopped as though words failed him. “Come here.”
She slid up his body, planting soft, soothing kisses along the way, until she reached his lips. Most men she’d slept with weren’t crazy about kissing a woman after a blowjob. Obviously, Rod had no problem with that. He kissed her hard and they stayed locked chest-to-chest, lips-to-lips, his cuffed hands resting on her back, until he calmed down. She removed the cuffs.
“Do you want something to eat or drink?” he asked.
“A drink.”
“Champagne? White or red wine? Something stronger? Or water?”
She chuckled. “Anything is fine.”
She rolled on to her stomach and watched him walk out of the room. He really had a gorgeous body. Broad, powerful shoulders, narrow waist, firm butt, and powerful thighs. Watching him was making her wet again. It was a good thing they had the whole night.
He returned with shots of whiskey in two glasses. She nestled against his chest and sipped hers, swishing it around her mouth. He pressed a kiss on her temple.
“So, tell me the story behind the wig and the fake piercing,” he said, and Terri sighed. Somehow she’d known he would bring that up. She would stick as close to the truth as possible.
~*~
“It’s something I do so certain people wouldn’t recognize me.”
Rod frowned. “Why?”
“My work depends on my anonymity, and please don’t ask me to elaborate because I can’t.”
He didn’t push for an answer, but he was curious. Was she a spy? “So, what can you tell me about Terri Randal? Are you originally from Vegas, or we can’t discuss that either?”
“I was born in San Diego and relocated to Vegas.” She dipped her finger in the drink and licked her finger. “I have two brothers, seventeen-year-old twins. My father died before I was born and my mother lives with my brothers now.”
“Do you visit them often?”
“Not as often as I’d like. I’m hungry,” she added and reached across him to put her glass away, but he saw the look in her eyes. She didn’t want to talk about herself.
What did she do for a living? He stroked the arch on her back, and she turned and smiled at him. That breathtaking smile hid secrets. He wondered what he’d need to do to unlock them. One night was not going to be enough for him.
“I can call the restaurant for food. Or ask my people to get you whatever you need.”
“Your people?”
“They are a few suites away.”
She chuckled and draped herself across his chest, reached down to stroke him. He was already hard. “I’m not hungry for food. I need to feel you inside me.”
Damn, but she pleased him. Her appetite matched his.
“How do you want it? Nice and slow? Because I can do nice and slow. I can also deliver hard and furious.”
“Can I have both? Pretty please?”
Chuckling, he rolled her over and brushed her lips with his. “You can tell me when you want it slow or fast. ” He kissed her again, long and languid. When he eased off it, he nipped her chin and moved toward her ear, making her body quiver. “Terri,” he whispered.
“Mm-hmm.” She tilted her head to give him access to her neck.
“I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. Your pussy will remember how I feel,” he said, hoping to warn her, maybe shock her.
“Thank God,” she said, and he laughed.
He reached inside the nightstand and removed a condom from a box he’d carried with his toiletries. He had a stockpile and planned to put them to good use. She watched him roll the condom over his cock. He seemed to grow hard under her hungry look.
She reached up for him and he joined her, kissing her hard this time. He stroked her skin and cupped her breast, but she pressed against him urgently, showing him what she wanted. He reached down and swept a finger between her folds.
Her pussy was swollen from their foreplay, and if possible, wetter than before. He slipped a finger inside her and moist heat wrapped around it. Her muscles tightened.
“The feel of you is unforgettable.” He slid his arms under her knees and lifted them up his arms to his shoulders, folding her into two. He grabbed his cock and placed it at the entrance of her pussy. She lifted her hips while pressing kisses on his shoulder and arm.
“Easy, love. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I’m ready and flexible.”
She was. He kissed her and pushed her legs some more, until her toes touched the pillows. He wanted nothing more than to impale her in one swift thrust, but he was a large man with a sizable cock, not just lengthwise, but in girth too. No matter what she might think, he wasn’t about to abuse her pussy that way.
He snaked an arm around her waist, gently pulled her toward him, and slowly entered her. Her muscles expanded to accommodate his girth. He began to sweat, every muscle on his body taut with the restraint he was putting them through.
The sensations as he eased into her were incredible. She felt amazing. Tight and hot. One final push and he was all the way in. Her core muscles tightened all around him and he let out a moan that sounded like nothing he’d ever heard leave his mouth, except earlier when she’d sucked on his balls and teased them with her tongue. He paused to gain control.
“Are you okay?” he rasped, tremors shooting through his body.
“Yes,” she croaked. He leaned down to kiss her. At the same time, he began to move, slowly, carefully, to give her time to adjust to him. She tore her lips from his and gripped his face, giving him a stern look.
“Stop teasing and fuck me, Rod.” She pushed up to meet him. “Hard and fast.”
Damn it! She was going to push him over the edge too soon with that mouth of hers. He loved her feistiness. It did things to him he’d never experienced before. Made him harder than he’d ever gotten. Hornier.
“Like this?” He thrust into her, pulled back all the way until he was at the entrance, then sunk into her. She cried out, and for one moment, he thought he’d hurt her.
“Yessss!” she hissed. “Like that. More.”
He listened to her body, her words, pushing hard when she needed it, going deeper and pausing, then withdrawing slowly only to plunge in again fast. He wanted her to feel each stroke. Remember the shape of his cock. He drove into her again and again, until he felt the moment the orgasm started. Her pussy started to vibrate.
“Tell me you are coming, baby. I need to hear it.”
“I am coming. Ooooh. Fuck. Rod, yessss!”