“Every night since the one you fucked me,” I breathed. “How many times did you fuck another girl and think of me?”
“None. I jerked off.”
“How much?”
“A fucking ridiculous amount.”
“What did you think about?” I asked, increasingly breathless as Lukas’s eyes blazed into me.
“What do you think?” he countered, irritated. “I thought about how big your eyes got when you first looked at my cock. I thought about all the little sounds you made when you sucked on it. Like you’d never tasted anything so good.” Lukas tightened his jaw, his hand on the bar becoming a fist. “Trust me, Lia. It’s been a rough fucking four days. All I wanted was to drown myself in you and think about nothing else but instead I had to jerk off to the thought of you while knowing you were right across the hall. Probably in the shower. Maybe asleep.” His green eyes darkened. “I’ll admit I fantasized pretty often about kicking your damned door down and just fucking you over the kitchen counter.” He grinned as he let his gaze drop. “Wouldn’t mind seeing those perfect tits dipped in chocolate.”
Holy God. “Lukas, maybe we should get going…”
“No. You’re going to wait for a little,” he said with satisfaction as I stared pleadingly. “Trust me, Lia. You can survive the next four minutes if I survived the past four days.”
“Lukas, no,” I whimpered as he cupped the back of my neck and kissed under my jaw. I closed my eyes, grateful for his hand under my skirt again.
“You can do it,” he chuckled, tickling my thigh.
“I can’t… please, just take me somewhere right now.”
“Only if you promise me one thing,” he whispered, the crowd swelling around us as he teased my clit over my thong. “No more rules and restrictions. I live across the hall from you. If I want to see you, I’m going to knock on your door. If you want to see me, you’re not going to stop yourself anymore.” He pressed down on my clit. “Is that a deal?”
My head spun. “Yes. Deal,” I exhaled.
“Alright. Then let’s go.”
15
LUKAS
“Please, Lukas…”
Fuck, I could listen to that smart mouth beg me all night.
My dick was fighting my jeans. It was dying for some action already but I was taking my time with Lia. She just looked so damned good sprawled out for me on a white bed, in just black panties, shamelessly begging to be fucked.
Undoin
g my button and zipper, I glanced over at her clothes strewn in a trail from the door to the bed, littering the floor of the suite. “I want to be loud.” That was her hot little argument for booking a room somewhere instead of going home. I didn’t need to be told twice. I was curious myself to see just how loud she could get. There was a lot she was holding back and I wanted it out. So we went to a hotel.
Once I stepped out of my jeans, I pulled her thong down her legs.
“Spread your pussy for me,” I said. She obliged immediately, back arched and tits pushed out as she pushed her fingers against her wet folds. I grinned in disbelief. “Fuck. You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you?”
“No.”
“My view begs to differ.”
“You do it to me,” she groaned, reaching to touch herself. But she whined when I climbed onto the bed and gathered her hands, tucking them under her back and winding her thong around her wrists. The fact that she barely reacted to the restraints had my balls aching. She didn’t care that she was tied up. Completely naked. All she could think of was one thing and that turned me on to no end.
“Please fuck me,” Lia whispered, her breasts bouncing lightly as she writhed on the bed. “I can’t wait anymore. I can’t, Lukas, I swear…”
“Patience.”
In one stroke, I rolled the condom on and nudged the head of my dick against her seam. She gasped and spread her legs wider for me, displaying herself to me, begging me with every part of her body. Christ, it was hot. I meant to tease her, to make her wait a little longer. But she was whimpering and moaning on the bed. She was so unabashedly needy, I had to give in.
“Yes!” she cried as I plunged inside her.