There was a stage closet he spotted from the corner of his eye.
He staggered, dragging Alison with him. She pumped her fist over his cock, drawing it to its thickest width.
“Fuck,” he growled. “Everything you do…”
“What?” she whispered.
He shoved his pants to the floor.
“Makes me want to bury myself in your ass. So deep, baby.”
She whimpered. “Now? Right now?”
He shook his head. He had detected a slight hint of fear in her voice. “Not yet. It’s going to be perfect when it happens. We’ll make sure you’re ready.”
She sought his lips again, throwing her arms around his neck. His hand roamed over her back, trailing between her legs. He grinned. She wasn’t wearing her panties.
“Such a dirty girl.” He waggled his eyebrows.
He gripped her hips, hoisting her around his waist. As soon as his dick was coated in her hot wet juices he groaned. Drew didn’t wait, he pushed her onto his cock. Alison reared back, sinking onto him.
“Oh shit,” she hissed. “You’re so big, Drew. You feel so good.”
He knew she was probably sore after last night, but he needed to be inside her. She felt fucking incredible how she gripped his dick with her strong pussy walls.
“Oh yeah.” His fingers dug into her waist. “You like being fucked, don’t you?”
“So much.”
She kissed him, twining her tongue along his.
She held his shoulders, gripping so she didn’t slide from his h
ips. He pumped into her.
Alison panted desperately. “Oh, I’m going to come.”
“Yes, you are,” he promised.
He wanted it to last longer, but a closet fuck was exactly that—in and out before anyone caught them. He’d take his time to please her more later. He’d worship her body with his tongue and mouth later. He and Hunt would give her a hundred more orgasms today if she wanted them.
Only two more thrusts and he felt his spine tighten with an explosive pinch before he erupted inside her. He slammed his hand against the wall, fucking her with all the strength he had left.
Her lips were soft and sweet on his mouth. She panted as he brought her feet to the floor.
“I feel drunk,” she murmured, falling into the wall.
Drew leaned against the opposite side of the closet. He closed his eyes. “Fuck, baby. I’ve never had such a high. The press conference and now this.”
She laughed. “Maybe it’s a good thing we’re leaving Vegas tomorrow.”
He pulled his pants to his waist and fastened his belt.
“I have everything I came here to get,” he admitted.
Her eyes rose to his. “Did you come here to get me?”
“Alison.” He brushed her bottom lip with the pad of his thumb.