So aroused she couldn't stand it, she bit her lower lip, afraid she'd come the moment he touched her. She didn't--but when he ran his tongue up her perineum, she almost lost her mind and begged him to fuck her.
"I told you I'd make you beg," he said, making her laugh even though she wanted to beg him some more.
He moved away to the nightstand and returned with a condom. "I don't know how long I can wait," he said, as he sheathed himself. Then he unfastened her bra and she wriggled out of it, moaning in pleasure as his hot hands cupped her breasts.
He played with her nipples as he moved his hips, stroking her from behind with the length of his erection.
"You are so hot, Amanda," he said, and her name on his lips made her want him even more.
"I want to see you." She turned around, standing naked now except for her heels. She put her hand flat on his chest, and pushed him to a seated position on the edge of the bed. Then she crawled on top of him so that her sex rubbed his erection as she closed her mouth over his, longing for another slow, consuming kiss.
"No more, he said, roughly breaking the kiss. "I've got to be inside you."
She laughed, then kissed him quick. "Now we're tied. You begged, too."
"Vixen." He held her by the hips as he positioned her, teasing her core with his tip until he was one more point ahead because she'd begged for him to release her so that she could lower herself and take him all in.
Since he wanted it just as badly, he didn't argue, and soon he was filling her as she rode him, her ankles crossed behind his back, and her hands at his hips so that she could pull him in deeper, too.
"That's it, baby," he said, then closed his mouth on hers, sucking and teasing, then slipping one hand off her hip to move between them and rub her clit as their bodies pistoned together.
Wild electric shivers began to break through her, long threads of electricity that were coalescing in her core. She arched back, and he took her breast in his mouth, then sucked, so hard and with such intensity that she felt the reverberations all the way in her sex.
Mostly, she felt on fire. Her body alive. Aware. "I'm close," she told him. "Come with me. Derek, please come with me."
He said nothing, but she watched his face as the storm approached. A violent passion that was playing out over his features, so alight with pleasure. A pleasure that she'd brought to him. That they'd created together.
It felt magical--and as the thought entered her mind, that's when she exploded, rocking harder against him, wanting that extra friction to take her even further before they both ended up gasping and sated, their bodies limp on the still fully-made bed.
"Wow," Amanda said when she could breathe again. She shifted until she was facing him, their legs twined together. "I mean, seriously, wow."
Derek grinned. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"You should." She eased toward him and kissed him. "I had a lovely time tonight."
"That sounds like a goodbye."
"Early meeting tomorrow." It was true, or else Amanda might have been tempted to stay. She realized then that she'd never told him what she did. Despite the fact that he clearly had money and might have a lead on more clients. Or be a client himself.
That really wasn't like her, and the realization was a little unnerving.
"You okay? Looks like I lost you there."
"What? Oh." She kissed him again lightly to cover her distraction, then slipped out of bed. "My mind shifted into work mode. To be honest, I shouldn't have taken the time tonight--I have a lot of preparing to do." She flashed a genuine smile. "But I don't regret it at all."
"Glad to hear it. Neither do I."
He stayed on the bed, his eyes on her as she wriggled into her panties. Honestly, it was like doing a reverse strip tease, and for a moment she was tempted to change in the bathroom. But the approval and desire on his face erased all thoughts of escaping out of sight. On the contrary, she was tempted to yank the skirt up, crawl back into bed, and straddle him.
Down girl.
"I never did answer your question."
"I know you're not in Hollywood," she said as she shrugged into her blouse. "But now I'm going with rock star. Your performance tonight was incredible."
"I'm glad you liked the concert." He tossed the sheet aside, then walked naked to her, his hard body distracting her so thoroughly her fingers fumbled on the button of her skirt.
His cocky grin suggested that he knew exactly why she was having a hard time, and he took over the job, his fingers brushing her heated skin as he slowly zipped and buttoned the skirt. "All dressed now. Seems a shame to cover up such a lovely view."