Hooked (TKO 2)

The old Lance would have taken her in the truck, and had his way with her, but the new Lance wants to treat her right. And that’s just what I’m going to do.

Chapter 24

Hilary

Lance pulls up at the same hotel we stayed in the night I got away from Travis. Same hotel, different room.

Once he has the room key, he drives around to the back of the hotel. He parks and gets out, first opening the door to the room. Then he picks me up and carries me into the room, shutting the door behind us. The room is dark, but I can see him and that’s all I need. He places me on the bed and attacks my mouth with his. I wrap my arms around his back, pulling him closer as the kiss deepens. Our tongues tangle, dancing along to the rhythm of my heart.

Lance breaks the kiss to catch his breath. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

I know I won’t want him to.

He fumbles with the hem of my shirt and raises it up. I sit up on my elbows and help him take the shirt off. My red lace bra moves up and down along with my chest as I breathe.

He cups my breast in his hand, squeezing gently. My nipple hardens against the fabric, and it’s a matter of seconds before he reaches behind me and unclasps the bra. He licks his lips as he tosses the bra carelessly to the floor. His mouth wraps around my breast and my back arches sharply. My insides tingle as he switches to my other breast. He continues to suck as I run my hand down his stomach to find the waistband of his shorts, and I lower my hand into them. I wrap my fingers around his cock, and my eyes widen. I’m not even at the base, I have to stretch a little farther to reach it. I gently begin stroking him. He moans, removing his mouth from my breast.

“Oh fuck, Hil, that feels so damn good.” He closes his eyes and I stroke him a little harder. I could almost orgasm just from touching him. I’ve never felt so alive.

He begins to slide down my body, kissing my stomach. I lose my hold on him and rest my hand on my belly. Lance unbuttons my jeans and gently slides them off to reveal my matching red lace thong. He cups his hand under my ass and groans. I take it he likes the thong. I wait for him to take it off, but instead he slides the fabric to the side and gently licks my clit. My hips buck at his touch, and a moan escapes my throat. He licks it again and again, then slides a finger inside me and begins a rhythm that almost sends me over the edge.

I want to experience this a little longer. I grab hold of his hair, and he sucks my clit hard. The impulse it sends through my body causes my toes to curl, and my hips buck again. He repeats licking, thrusting, and sucking and the sensation rocks my body. I come so hard I almost see stars, and he doesn’t stop until I’m done.

He hovers over me, and I reach up and pull his shirt off. His chest is impeccably flawless. There isn’t a bad thing about him at all. His abs are perfectly shaped and lead straight down to the one thing I’m wanting the most, which is standing at attention in those shorts that need to come off.

“You taste as sweet as I imagined you would,” he says, kissing my forehead.

“I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life,” I admit while trying to catch my breath.

“Well, get ready, because I’m not through with you yet.”

“Wait, maybe I’m not through with you yet,” I tell him. “Roll over.”

He rolls over on his back, and I’m the one straddling him. I want to see more of his cock. I lick my lips and move down to his shorts. The elastic waistband makes it too easy to remove them, and his large rigid cock springs to life. I almost have to psych myself up for this even though I do want to do this for him. I know he isn’t expecting it like Travis used to, so that should make this easier, right?

I quickly shove him out of my mind, and focus solely on Lance. I wrap my mouth around his cock. He groans, reaching for my hair like I did his. My head bobs up and down as I take in as much as I can. He fills my mouth and there’s still more cock to go. I wrap my hand around the base and stroke him. He moans louder and I wonder if he’s getting close.

“Come here, Hil.” He groans.

I stop, and look up at him. “Did I do something wrong?” I hate sounding so timid but he hasn’t even come yet, so why would he be stopping me?

“No, never. I just need to be inside you. Your pretty mouth has me worked up and I need to feel you.”

“Oh.” I blush. I can’t believe I thought I’d done something wrong. Lance wouldn’t dare embarrass me like that.

He flips me onto my back. A giggle escapes, and his grin turns mischievous before he plants his lips on mine. He breaks the kiss and reaches down for his shorts. He pulls out a condom and puts it on. I close my eyes and mentally brace myself for him. “We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready,” he tells me.

“I love you. I’m ready,” I assure him.

“I love you too.”

He gently presses against me and begins to slide in. Whimpers and moans escape my mouth as he fills me. He slides in and out, rocking my body to the core. He’s gentle, never once hurting me. My body convulses with each thrust. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck. He grunts as he thrusts a little harder and my hips raise up to meet his. Our bodies melt together. As long as he doesn’t stop what he’s doing, I don’t care what happens.

“God, I’m trying not to come, but you are going to be the death of me.” He moans.

He thrusts are harder again, and my toes curl. Once again, my body rides out another wave of sensation. He moans loudly before collapsing against me. Our hearts seem to be beating together in perfect unison.

“I’ve been wondering what this would feel like,” I murmur.