I shook my head. “Nothing. Just looking at you.”
“Same,” he said, breathing deep as he eyed me. “God, I want to put my hands all over you right now but I was just running and I don’t want to get you all dirty.”
“You got me pretty dirty last night, so by all means,” I smirked, giggling when my words compelled him to drop his bag immediately and come straight to me.
I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me, cupping my ribs and stroking his thumbs over my nipples till they hardened. I closed my eyes and breathed in hi
s natural scent, getting hot the second he pressed my naked chest against his. I normally hated sweat – mine or anyone else’s – but Lukas’s set off something carnal in my body and before I knew it, he was palming my pussy. He let two fingers tease my wet folds as he kissed me back out into the bedroom. But instead of laying me on the bed, he surprised me by spinning my body and pushing my naked breasts up against cold glass.
“Lukas!” I gasped, opening my eyes to stare out the enormous window and over the Hudson River. My palms were flat against the glass as he shoved his sweats halfway down his thighs, already breathing hard. I heard the crinkle of a condom as his erection grazed my back and in seconds, his cock was rubbing against me. “Lukas, people will see…”
“Let them see how beautiful you are,” he murmured, groaning as I arched my back to sink my pussy down on his cock. “Holy shit.” He sucked in a sharp breath as I slowly swiveled my hips, grinding back against him, gradual with my pace till he was all the way inside me. “Fuck. Look at you, baby.”
A dirty grin spread my lips. Because the harder I rode him, the harder I pressed my tits to the window and as terrified as I was that someone might see, I couldn’t stop myself. It was a flood of sensation with the cold glass on my nipples and his steel cock pummeling inside me. It felt wild and wrong and completely out of control. But it also felt so. Outrageously. Good.
“You like that, don’t you?” Lukas demanded. A burst of heat shot to my core when he pulled a fistful of my hair. “You like showing those perfect tits off, don’t you?”
I didn’t want to answer because it was fucked up that I did. This was dirty. Pure filth. But I’d never felt sexier in my life.
“You turned me into this,” I panted, grinning because I knew what my sass did to him. With a low growl, Lukas palmed the underside of my ass. He caressed it gently for a teasing second – then he gave it a spank that echoed the room. A sharp gasp escaped my throat.
“I brought it out of you,” he corrected. My skin stung but before it could fully recover, he spanked me hard again. “But trust me, it’s been there,” he murmured, cursing under his breath as he felt my body’s reaction to his harsh blows. “Christ,” he whispered. “You’re dripping, baby. Do you hear it?”
His lips curved against my skin when I slowed down to listen, giving a little gasp at the sound of my pussy sliding over his dick. It was obscene. Like wet lips smacking. The sexiest laugh rumbled deep from his chest as I moved back and forth on his shaft slowly, the sounds of our sex getting me wetter, him harder, like a vicious cycle that ended in him growling as he slammed my hips down on his cock.
“Lukas!”
The pain and pleasure tore so hard through my body that it took a second for me to realize he’d moved us. He had me on his lap now as he leaned back in a chair, breathing hard between clenched teeth while watching me ride him. I could see his heavy-lidded stare on my ass as I watched us in the mirror. I wet my swollen lips as I watched myself.
“That’s right, baby. Look at you,” Lukas murmured. “Look at how fucking sexy you are. Look how you fucking spoil me with those beautiful tits.” He groaned. “This fucking ass. This tight pussy… Christ, you’re going to make me come so fucking hard, Lia.”
As if trying to beat him to the punch, my core convulsed.
As I came, the gravelly filth he murmured launched me even further off the edge. There were stars in my eyes as I felt him pull me back against his chest, his body stiffening under me, and his hands kneading my breasts hard as his orgasm hit. Sitting on top of him, I rode his powerful climax like a roller coaster, relishing in every lurch and spasm of his muscles.
I was amazed that I could do that to him. He was well over six feet of pure muscle but it was my body that brought him damned near to his knees. I loved the feeling. I already wanted more of it.
“Just… wow.” The words seeped from my lips as I rolled my head back on his shoulder, shaking my head for the fantasies I had even after climaxing.
“What?” Lukas smirked as he eased me onto my feet. I bit down on the tip of my finger. “I’ve never seen someone physically embody a dirty thought as hard as you are right now,” he laughed. “Tell me what you’re thinking about.”
“Nothing. Just wondering what it feels like without… a condom.”
His eyebrow shot up but he took several seconds to speak. “Are you trying to kill me right now? Jesus. I can only get so hard.”
I giggled. “I’m sorry, I just… never have. And you’ve been a lot of my firsts thus far so naturally, I had that thought. But let’s go ahead and move past it,” I said with a hint of sass that had him stalking me across the room.
“Seriously though, do you ever take a break from turning me on?” he grumbled, pushing me onto the bed and kissing me for a couple minutes. I let myself melt into the foamy mattress, enjoying the comfort of his weight on top of me and his smooth lips crushed over mine. I reveled in all of it. The hotel, the sheets – just being with a man as gorgeous as him. Whatever I was feeling in that moment, it was addicting and dangerous, and I recognized that thoroughly. I forced myself to feel guilty as I kissed him. And still, I couldn’t stop myself.
“What’s that face?” I asked when he finally pulled away to look me in the eye.
“Nothing. Just if you mean what you just said, there are things we can do to make it happen. But it’s your decision. I’m happy to have you however you’ll let me, so it’s your decision. In the meantime – ” He paused for effect. “We should probably get some breakfast.”
“Yes. I’m a hundred percent with you on that.”
While I washed my face in the bathroom, Lukas ordered off the room service menu. And while we waited for it to come, he presented the amazing surprise of what he had in his black gym bag – fresh T-shirts from his apartment as well as my phone, which Sara had apparently texted him to retrieve early this morning. After getting over the adorable fact that Lukas had gone to fetch my phone for me while I slept, I climbed back into bed, snuggled in his softest V-neck as I shot Sara a quick hello.
Unsurprisingly, she texted back within seconds.