“Nothing. Let’s go.”
“Go where?”
“To your hotel.”
Chapter 18: Jess
“I talked to home base,” he said. “Flight’s been delayed until tomorrow.”
“Good! Now stop talking, Larson. This is about making it up to me.”
“Is it?” He asked, laughing. He pressed against me, his cock so hard against my hip that I could hardly resist taking off all of my clothes right there in the elevator. “I wasn’t aware.”
“It is. It definitely is.”
I pulled his shirt and pulled him against me. I braced myself against the wall of the elevator. He was on me at once, groping at my skin greedily. He grabbed for my leg, pulling it up roughly so that my skirt hiked all of the way up, giving him access to everything.
His palm slid up my inner thigh, yanking the lacy edge of my panties aside and running his fingers teasingly along my outer rim. I gasped, my head dropping back and my eyes shutting tightly. My hips bucked forward, begging him in their own language to stop playing around and give me what I needed. He grinned, I could feel it through his kiss, and inserted a finger inside me.
I gasped and bucked my hips again, wanting more, always wanting more. A second finger followed the first, and both began to move slowly, occasionally stopping to fondle my aching clit. I might have come right then and there if it hadn't been for the slightly jarring movement of the elevator that let us know we had come to a stop. We hardly had time to get ourselves into a halfway decent position before the doors let out their friendly ding and then slid silently open.
My face was so flushed it felt like it might melt, and the rest of my body was aching with the abruptness with which Drew had drawn away from me. I was still not interested in getting caught doing it in an elevator. I was pretty far gone but not that gone. Not yet, anyway.
“Come on,” Drew said roughly, taking me by the hand when we saw that there was nobody waiting at the elevator doors. “I can’t wait much longer.”
I nodded, half running to keep up with him as we made our way down the hallway. It was astonishing how quickly things could go from awful to over the top amazing. Only thirty minutes ago, Drew and I had been fighting in an LA park. As far as I could tell, we had been on the verge of ending everything, and now, here we were, so desperate for each other that we could hardly make it into our room.
He kept stopping to kiss me, throwing me up against the wall and pressing himself against me so that my body began to burn brightly all over again. When we finally made it to our room, it took forever for him to fumble with the card key that was supposed to let us in because he couldn't take his hands off of me. We practically fell into the room, and as soon as he got the door shut, he turned on me like a wild animal.
“Remove your clothes.” He said, his mouth still against mine.
There was something about the way he was demanding me to get naked, that turned me on even more than it did before. Something about the way he was currently staring at me with a carnal hunger in his eyes.
I nodded my head at him and began to remove my shirt and skirt. Leaving them in a pile on the floor. I was once again down to my bra, panties, and heels.
He sucked in air through his clenched jaw as he looked me over. Then he took a few steps toward me, picked me up and began kissing me again. My legs wrapped around him, I could feel his hard dick pressed into me even though he was still wearing his pants.
He began to walk with me still wrapped around him, past the bed and toward the patio.
“You passed the bed.” I whispered.
“Shh.” He said and then pressed me up against sliding glass door.
If anyone were to have looked up, they would have had the perfect shot of my ass and I didn’t give a damn. The only thing I cared about in that moment was to feel his dick inside of me.
He held me against the glass and I moved my hands from around his neck and moved the down to his belt. I unbuckled it and then unzipped his pants. He set me down so he could remove them. He yanked both his pants and boxers down in a swift motion and before I knew it he had picked me up and had me pressed against the window, again.
“Do you want it?” He asked as he held his dick up to my pussy.
I nodded my head.
“Tell me how bad you want it.” He whispered as he began to find my lips again.
“So bad. Please fuck me Drew.”
“Mmm, say it again.” He said and kissed me more.
“Please fuck me, Drew.” I wiggled my hips and felt his dick a little more.