Tempt the Hookup (Tempt 3)

“Are you sure?” I ask her, and she nods. I reach around her and unhook her bra, tossing it over on the couch.

“That looks just like it did on the cruise,” she says, laughing and then she slips off her panties and tosses them by the door. “Now that looks more like it.” I lean to her and take her mouth. My hand goes in her hair, and I turn her head to the side to deepen the kiss. I walk her back to the bed, and she falls on it. I follow, and our mouths find each other right after.

“I was wrong,” I tell her, and she opens her legs, and I get between them. Taking my cock in my hand, I rub it up and down. “Everything that I remember from the cruise is nothing compared to the reality.”

“It’s the same,” she says softly, and I slowly, ever so slowly slide into her. Both of us looking at each other as I do it. Not saying anything, I don’t even know if I’m breathing at this point. The heat and wetness from her pussy make it so hard to go slow.

“You’re wrong,” I tell her when I’m balls deep in her, and I wait for a second before I move. “It’s better.” I pull out a bit and then slam into her again. “So much better.” The slow of before is gone and what I feel now is the need to just get my fill of her.

“Made for me,” I say. I put my hands by her head and lean down, her tongue coming out, and I suck it in my mouth. Her legs move back, letting me go even deeper, and her pussy gets tighter.

“I’ve wished for this moment right here ever since you walked away from me,” I tell her, but the need to move faster stops me from talking. Her back arches as she locks her legs around my waist.

“Fuck,” I hiss, slamming into her over and over again, the sound of skin slapping together fills the room, and I know she’s about to come because she claws her nails into my ass, not wanting me to move, but I can’t stop. My balls start to get tight, and before I know it, I’m coming in her at the same time she comes around me. I bury myself and then slowly roll to the side. Our chests heaving, our bodies sweaty. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” she says, looking up.

“I thought it was going to last a lot longer than that,” I tell her.

She doesn’t let me finish. Instead, she gets on top of me, and she kisses me, nipping at my bottom lip. “We still have another eight rounds to go.” She then slips her tongue into my mouth, and my hands get lost in her hair, and then roam down her back to her ass, squeezing it. She lifts her hips, and my cock is ready for round two.

“Looks like your recovery time didn’t change,” she says. Sitting up on my cock, she rides me for this round. And this time, I last a lot longer than her, four times longer than her. And when we finally fall asleep early the next morning, it’s right after round nine.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Eliahn

“No,” I mumble when I feel soft kisses on my naked shoulder and then feel my legs being pulled apart. “I need food, Luca.” I open one eye and see that we are on the couch. Actually, we are on my couch. After round four or maybe five and then waking after a power nap, we were both hungry, so we went over to my house to eat the leftovers that his parents gave us, and it was the best food I’ve ever eaten. Of course, that was almost six hours ago.

“But I have a little something I want to give you,” he whispers and tries not to laugh.

“I’ve seen your little something you want to give me, and it’s not small,” I tell him and then let him turn me over. His mouth takes my nipple into his mouth, and my legs open for him. Every single time he touches me, I think I’ll get used to it, but I don’t. The little butterflies start, and then the need to touch him just takes over. What we had on the cruise was nothing compared to what I feel for him now. I move my fingers in his hair, and I reach between us, grabbing his rock-hard cock in my hand. I bring him to me and rub it up and down my slit; he must have the same idea because he’s sliding in me and now his kisses leave my nipple and move up my chest to my neck. I move my neck to the side, giving him access to it when I hear the front door open. Luca’s head snaps up, and we look at each other to make sure that we actually heard the door open, and by the time realization dawns, we hear Aiden running down the hall.