Room 452

He bites down on my lower lip. “You were never good at thinking. Don’t try to start now.”

Before I can stop myself, I slap him across the face. We both stare at each other with wide eyes for a moment. I don’t know who is more surprised by what just happened. Me or him.

I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. “I-...I-...”

Sawyer gives me a wicked smirk, and my whole body ignites on fire. He yanks my head back to his mouth so hard that our bodies collide against each other. I fist my hands in his hair as he devours my mouth.

A few moments later we are pulling up to the cabin. Sawyer hands the cab driver some cash and pulls me out of the car. He doesn’t even wait for the cab driver to pull away before his mouth is back on mine.

I struggle to find the keys in my purse while Sawyer has me pushed up against the front door. I finally find them and quickly turn and slip the key in the slot just as Sawyer’s arms wrap around my waist and his mouth comes down on my neck.

We shuffle through the doorway, and he pushes my

back against the door once it’s closed. “Why are we doing this?” I breathe into his mouth.

He leans down and lifts my legs around his waist and carries me toward his room. “You’re pity fucking me.”

He sets me down and runs his mouth down my neck as he unbuttons my jeans. “Why would you let me do that?” I moan out. “You didn’t want me to find out about your past, so that wasn’t a part of your game.”

I reach forward and help pull his shirt over his head. “Everything is part of the game. I work with what I have.” He slams his mouth back against mine and pushes me backwards toward the bed.

His hands grab my shirt, and he rips it off over my head, throwing it to the side. Then he yanks my jeans down the rest of the way. I step out of them, and then he slowly kisses his way back up my legs.

I lean my head back, biting my bottom lip and looking up at the ceiling just feeling his lips travel up my body. I shudder when his teeth graze my hip bone. “What are you going to do with yourself now that you’ve won?”

He continues his way up, with his hands squeezing my chest as his lips make their way across my collarbone. Then he whips me around and presses his body up against my back. He unhooks my bra, and I let it fall to the floor.

His hands slide down my breasts where one remains, playing with my nipples, and the other travels down further. He growls into my ear. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure it’s a win for both of us.”

Goosebumps run up my arms as liquid pours from my core, and a nagging ache between my legs begs to be filled. His fingers dip into the top of my panties, and I am so sensitive right now that I actually whimper for his touch. Just touch me Goddammit!

His fingers move lower, but they just softly graze over sensitive skin. He doesn’t touch me where I want him to. I squeeze my eyes shut. “What are you doing?” I protest.

I feel his smirk along my neck. “I kind of want to hear you beg.”

“Fuck off!” I shout. “I will back out of this.”

His hand tightens around my breast, and his teeth bite down on my shoulder. “No you won’t.” He rumbles.

I let out a frustrated noise, and Sawyer sucks my earlobe into his mouth. “Say my name, Blake.” He whispers, his hot breath on my ear doing crazy things to my body. “No pretending I’m some fucker like Todd. Own what you’re doing right now.” His hand slides around to my ass where he grips it hard. “Say. My. Fucking. Name.” He grits out between his teeth.

My breathing is so erratic, and my heart is pumping a million miles an hour. I’m so fucking turned on. “Sawyer please!” I beg.

He growls at the sound of his name, and his fingers finally part me. I lean my head back against him and moan. He lightly brushes his rough fingers over me again and again. My blood feels like static as it rushes through my veins. My chest pushes out of its own accord, and my muscles tense.

He pulls his fingers back slightly so that they barely brush over my clit over and over. Every time it lightly grazes me, electricity shoots through my body. I’m so close to falling over the edge, and he can tell by my labored breath.

I hear his pants drop behind me, and then I feel his cock up against my ass. I moan at the feel of it rubbing up against me. His fingers pull away momentarily as he pulls my panties down to the ground. Then he is back up against my back, but this time he inserts a finger inside of me and then another.

I let out a breath of relief...or agony. I’m not quite sure. All I know is that it feels amazing.

“Fuck me.” I softly breathe out.

Sawyer speeds up his fingers inside of me and rubs his thumb over my clit. “Not until you fucking cum.” He says harshly. I feel his pre-cum rub up against my back from the tip of his cock. I want him so bad.

He touches me just right like he knows my body better than I do. He probably has learned a trick or two over the years. I moan again. “Is this how you touch your groupies?” I don’t know why I just asked that.

His voice lowers in my ear. “I never touch them. I only fuck them. They come crawling back enough as is.”