Baby Cakes - A Vegas, Baby Novella

I stood up and mirrored her position from the other side, bringing our faces inches apart. Her breathing picked up, and a different kind of heat churned in her eyes. “You told Belle that it didn’t make sense for you to get a tattoo since you weren’t doing it for your man.”

Ariel raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment, and I shrugged. “Since you’re mine, now you have one for the same reason.” Her jaw fell slack, and she just stared at me. “Honestly, baby. You’re lucky I didn’t just tattoo my name in big, bold letters,” I admitted with a smirk. “I haven’t ruled that out for the future.” I winked, and her face twisted into a scowl.

She stood straight and crossed her arms over her chest, which lifted her tits up. Since I was a man and my woman had a fucking awesome rack, I was momentarily distracted. “What do you mean I’m yours?” she snapped. “I just met you”—I prowled around the desk while she continued to rant—”You can’t just decide something like that. I mean—”

Her words cut off abruptly when I yanked her into my arms, pressing our bodies together. It was impossible for her to miss the large, hard bulge pressing into her stomach, and her mouth formed a cute little O. Her sweet, pink lips were begging for a kiss, and I was desperate to know if her mouth tasted as sweet as her skin.

I grabbed her chin with one hand and crashed my mouth down over hers. Since her lips were already parted, I slipped my tongue inside and groaned at the delicious flavor. She was every bit as saccharine here, and I had no doubt she tasted this good everywhere. It was very likely that once I got my mouth on her pussy, it would become my favorite dessert.

Ariel clenched the fabric of my T-shirt on my chest, almost ripping it off with the strength of her grip. I bucked my hips gently and was rewarded with a needy moan. I had to stop, or I was going to end up fucking her on the couch in my office.

I started to pull back, but Ariel chased my lips and expelled a small whimper that went straight to my dick. “Fuck,” I grunted before giving in to her demand and taking her lips in another soul-stealing kiss.

When she moaned again and gave as good as she got, I lost all sense. My hands went to her hips, and I slowly backed her up until she bumped into the wall by the door. I had just enough clarity to reach out and fumble with the handle until the lock clicked.

I grabbed her ass and boosted her up; using the wall as leverage while I guided her legs around my waist. My cock was snuggled up against the warmth of her pussy. Ariel moaned and let go of my shirt, only to slide her hands underneath the hem to explore the ripples of my abs.

My hips rocked involuntarily, and I groaned at the blissful sensation. Ariel’s head fell back against the wall with a thump, exposing her neck. I trailed my lips down her jaw and licked a path along her sugary skin. “Fuck, I want you,” I rasped. “I’ve never felt hunger like this.”

I rocked forward again, and she hissed, “Yes.”

I couldn’t believe I was going to take her for the first time like this, rather than in our bed, but fuck, I didn’t have a shred of control left. Except…I lifted my head and stared deeply into her blue eyes; cloudy with passion and need. “If you agree to let me take you, there’s no going back, Ariel,” I growled firmly. “You’ll be mine completely, no arguing or denials. Is that clear?” Not that I would have really given her a choice, but it would be easier if she gave in and didn’t continue to fight me about it.

“Do you want me inside you, baby?” I practically purred. “Because I’m dying to sink into your hot little pussy.” I circled my hips, and she moaned. “I bet you’re drenched, aren’t you, baby? Are you wet for me?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, her hands grasping my sides as she moved her pelvis, searching for relief.

My hands squeezed her ass. “Yes, what?” I asked firmly.

“I’m…um…wet.”

“And,” I prompted.

“Please, I want you inside me.”

Keeping her plastered against me, I backed away from the wall and carried her over to the black, suede couch on the other side of the room. Laying her down carefully, I let go and stepped back. Ariel squirmed and whined in protest. “Patience, baby,” I chuckled as I unsnapped her jeans. Sliding them down, I swallowed hard as her peach silk covered pussy was exposed. I tossed the pants on the floor and licked my lips. She reached for me, but I grabbed her wrists and shook my head. “I want to taste you first.” I glanced up, and my eyes raked over her beauty. “Lose the shirt, baby. Then I want you to keep hold onto the armrest behind your head. Can you do that for me?”