I groan as he unbuttons my jeans. He lowers the zipper and runs his fingers over the thin fabric of my thong. My toes curl, the feeling of his fingers so close to there nearly unbearable. He slides a finger under the fabric and I gasp as it circles my clit, moving in and out of my wetness. He’s hitting my G-spot every time he thrusts back in.
“Oh God,” I mumble, breaking away from his kiss, my head falling onto his chest. I cry out as he continues to finger me. I’m unsteady on my feet, but I don’t care. What he has me feeling right now is pure ecstasy.
“Christ, you’re so fucking sexy,” he whispers. “Come on my hand, Jill. I want to feel you release.” His voice tips me over the edge and, bucking my hips, I let out a groan, collapsing against him.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp as my body spasms. I bite hard on my lip; anything to stop myself from screaming. Though we’re secluded, I’m not sure how alone we actually are. The last thing I want to do is put on a show for the other guests.
Turning to face him, I run my hand over the front of his cargos and push him back toward the door. I want to be inside our room for what I’m about to do.
“What are you doing, Jill?” he asks, his lips twitching as I back him over to the sofa.
“What does it look like?” I smirk, my eyes narrowing as I push him. He falls back, landing in the middle of the cushions. He lets out a laugh and rubs his jaw. I position one leg on the arm of the sofa and unzip my knee-high boot, letting it fall to the floor. Then I do the same with the other. My eyes haven’t left Eli’s as I stand and lift my sweater over my head. I shake my hair and smile, loving the confidence he makes me feel.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs, lifting his own shirt over his head. He unzips his pants and reaches in, freeing his hard cock. “Take off your underwear.”
I slowly do as he asks, pulling down my thong, keeping my knees straight as they slide over my legs and to the floor. He watches as I move my hand behind my back and unclasp my bra. My nipples are already erect.
His eyes narrow as his chest expands slowly, as if he’s trying to control his breathing. One hand works his cock as he watches me. There is something so sexy, so intimate about watching a guy palm himself. My finger trails down between my legs. I’m sensitive post-orgasm, but it’s only making me hornier.
I move forward and straddle him, pressing my lips against his. He pants, his breathing shallow as he grips the back of my head, kissing me roughly.
“I need you inside me,” I mumble, grinding my thighs against him. He is so fucking hard. I yelp as he lifts me off him so I’m kneeling on the sofa above him.
“Turn around,” he orders, his voice hoarse. I do.
My legs slightly parted, I’m trembling as I wait for him to enter me. He trails his hand from the base of my back up to my shoulders. I gasp when he grabs a handful of my hair, his sheathed cock resting at my entrance.
He tugs at my hair, and at the same time he rams his length inside me. God, he’s amazing. The full feeling of him in me is borderline painful. He moves with force but it feels incredible.
“Oh God, yes,” I whimper as he thrusts himself inside me. I can feel myself contracting with every push. I arch my back, forcing myself down lower to allow me to take more of him.
Eli lets go of my hair and grabs my hips in his hands. His tight grip allows him to strike me harder. His pace speeds up and he’s close to coming. I don’t allow myself to finish but want to feel all of him.
He groans, pulling out and back in slowly as comes down from his high.
“Hottest ass ever.” He smacks my behind, making me giggle. “Let’s get some dinner.”
We order from the room service menu, as neither of us can be bothered getting dressed. Instead, I’m wrapped in a sheet and Eli is naked except for some boxers. We sit out on the deck after we’ve eaten. The night is clear and we’ve got a direct view of the city.
“I quite like LA. Of all the places I’ve lived, I’ve never actually been here.” I grin at Eli. “So thank you for bringing me.”
He scoots closer to me on the daybed so I’m leaning on him. “Ever been to Miami?”
No, that’s another place I haven’t been. I shake my head, and Eli continues.
“After you graduate, I’ll take you home to meet my mom.”
Looking from the view to Eli, I must have a stunned look on my face when he says, “What? Too fast?”
“Really? You’ll introduce me to your mom?” A big smile breaks out over my face. “I’d really love that.”
Chuckling, he kisses the top of my head. “It’s Danny I don’t you to meet,” he smirks. “He’s a damn flirt.”
“Scared he might give you a little competition?” I tease, wrapping my arms around him. He laughs as I kiss his chest. As if anyone could compare.
***
The morning sun breaks through the curtains, blinding me as I open my eyes. Where am I? I glance around as my memory slowly pieces together last night. After relaxing on the daybed, we moved inside to watch a movie but ten minutes into it, I was out like a light. I have no recollection of getting into bed.