Double Score

My cock ached and my chest beat wildly. I’d never wanted a woman like this before.

“This is it.” I looked up at the hotel. The Wranglers always stayed at the same place when we were in Austin.

“Your company has good taste.” She approved.

I almost let something slip about the team, but I kept it in. She didn’t seem to know who I was and I liked it that way.

I held the door for her, expecting her to back out and turn around and tell me no, but she charged ahead. She seemed as determined as I was to make this happen.

I tapped the button at the elevator and waited for the doors to slide open.

I couldn’t get Natalia to my room fast enough. My hands tangled in her hair as I shoved her against the elevator wall. She groaned as I roamed down her back, gripping her ass. Fuck, she had an incredible body.

Her ankle slid up the back of my leg until it was hooked around my waist. I pressed between her legs so she knew just how fucking hard she made me. I was quickly losing control. All I had to do was spin her toward the wall and pull the stop button on the elevator. I could take her here and give in to every impulse pumping through my body. She toyed with my lips and I realized I wanted to savor her body for longer than just a quick fuck in an elevator.

The doors glided open and I pulled her with me. I reached into my pocket for the key, but my need for her took over. I shoved her against the door and breathed against her mouth, tugging on her lips. It took three tries with the key card before we were finally in my room.

The door slammed behind me and I picked her up. Her legs instantly wrapped around my waist and I growled into her ear. “God, this is going to be fucking amazing.”

She nodded as I descended on her lips.

This was it. The last time before the season started. I’d make it worth waiting an entire six months to fuck another woman. I’d give her everything I had. And she wasn’t just any woman. She wasn’t a groupie trying to land in bed with a famous AFA player. She wasn’t one of the Fillies on the dance team luring me into a season romance. This was a stunning, exotic woman. It was as if I had been given a season opener gift.

I spun, pressing her back to the wall. She clung to my neck, kissing me urgently. I wanted to explore every inch of her. Feel every curve of her body. Kiss her skin, and lick her tits. I wanted her to come in my mouth and on my dick. Fuck, I wanted everything from her. I wanted to hear dirty French words on her lush lips when I took her to fucking ecstasy.

I carried her to the bed, tossing the manuals on the floor. They landed with a loud thud, but they seemed secondary compared to what was in my arms. I’d already memorized them. Now it was time to memorize her.

She drew me closer to her face, sucking on my bottom lip until I thought I would explode. I was fucking hard as a rock. I pressed my erection between her legs so she could feel it. I wanted her to know what she was doing to me. And what she had to look forward to.

I grinned wickedly, tugging on the hem of her tank top. It was some kind of intricate shirt that crossed in the back and made her shoulders look sexy as hell. She worked out. That I could tell. But she was lean and graceful. Beautiful in all her movements. I hadn’t bothered to ask her what she did. That was part of the deal. Right now, I didn’t give a shit.

She sat forward while I worked the purple shirt over her head. I didn’t expect it to expose her breasts in one motion. I stared and then instinct kicked in. I pulled one nipple into my mouth, licking and sucking until it was hard like a little pebble.

Arching forward, she moaned. “Oh, God.”

I began my attention on the other side, biting at her nipple before I sucked it between my teeth. Her fingers clasped at my shoulders. “Shit, that’s intense.”

“I’m only getting started, darlin’.” My hand slid along the contour of her stomach, sliding under the waistband of her stretchy pants.

“Fuck, you’re wet.” I dove between her folds, moving my fingers back and forth quickly. I heard her start to pant and lifted my head to watch her. I slowed my movements, taking time to flick her clit then speed up again.

And then her hips began to rock, slow and steady. It was fucking sexy. Her head swayed back as I fucked her with my fingers, pushing one finger inside her before curling another deep inside.

“Ohh,” she whimpered, clenching around me.

She was unbelievable. I’d never seen anything like her in my life. I slid my fingers between her folds again and withdrew them.

Her eyes flew open.

“Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’ll make you come more times tonight than you have in your life.”

“Promise?” Her voice was breathy. I knew I had cut her off when she was on the edge, but I was the one setting all the plays.

I tugged on her pants until they were over her hips and off her ankles. I took in her long legs, admiring how toned the lines of her body were.

“You’re fucking beautiful.” I looked at the slice of paradise between her legs. She was waxed in a perfect V shape. Everything was smooth and silky. Her skin glowed and I couldn’t decide where to start.

She watched me as I settled between her knees. I pried her legs apart so I could have a full view of what was about to become mine. Her nub was swollen with want. She was wet and I had her on the brink of the best orgasm of her life. I traced a circle over her entrance, and she quickly tried to suck my fingers inside.