Roomance

Reggie

 

 

 

WHEN PEYTON HAD SAID she’d take care of everything, she hadn’t been kidding. Not just the Sky Box, which had been catered with the best of the best, but also arranging for the hotel staff to know I’d be sharing Calder’s room.

I unpacked a few things, slipped out of my boots, went nosing around his luggage just to touch his clothes again. In the bathroom, I smelled his cologne, dabbed some on my neck.

On impulse, I took off my outfit, and, wearing nothing but a skimpy thong, I pulled one of his long-sleeved shirts over my head. He liked seeing me in his tops almost as much as I liked wearing them.

Anticipation curled my toes, warmed my body, shivered to life inside me. I figured I’d be in for a long wait considering the huge events of the night, but that was fine with me. Just knowing he’d walk through that door, solely intent on me, seared sweet heat along my body.

Later, I heard a tap on the door just before it opened. I rose from the sofa, my heart already fluttering.

Calder entered. He stood there, larger than life. Sexy as hell in the swanky suit and loosened tie. I knew he would’ve drawn his fingers—those long strong fingers—through the knot as soon as he’d stepped into the hotel lobby.

The cut of the suit was perfect, setting off the incredible musculature of his super fit body. The midnight blue enhanced his dark good looks, thick stubble, intense eyes. His delicious kissable lips.

“It’s late. You could’ve gone to sleep.” His gaze swept over me, darkening to a stormy shade when he noted the shirt.

A white thermal that peaked as the tips of my breasts immediately pebbled.

“I didn’t want to go to bed one more night without you.” I sauntered closer.

I watched as sudden heat flared in his mesmerizing eyes. “You shouldn’t say things like that right now.”

“Why not?”

“Because it makes me wanna rip that shirt off and throw you onto the bed immediately.” His voice was a low rasp that sent a ball of pure want to the pit of my belly and lower.

My lips curved into a slow smile. “You can do anything you want to me now.”

He growled then snatched my lips in a body-melting kiss. Furiously aching for him, I struggled with his jacket, pushing it off his shoulders. My fingers dug into his hair, clasping him to me as our tongues lunged and heat spilled.

He broke apart with a groan. He held me away from him, breathing hard.

He swallowed harshly and closed his eyes.

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

“No.”

“Thirsty?”

“Unh uh.”

“I’m kinda nervous now that you’re here.” Calder turned and sat on the sofa.

“Really?” I straddled his lap, the large rigid bulge in his pants evidence of intense arousal he seemed to be fighting. “I find that hard to believe.”

“’S’true.”

Biting my bottom lip, I slowly released the tie from his neck and sent it drifting to the floor. “Do you want me to dance for you again?”

“Don’t think I could survive that without coming inside my pants this time.” His hips bucked up, his hands gripped my waist.

I gasped, pleasure from his clothed cock hitting me in my center.

“Hmmm. How about you tell me all those dirty things you wanted to write to me about . . . what you were thinking of doing to me?”

“Better idea.” He stood suddenly, me in his arms. “How ’bout I just show you?”

“Yes.” I moaned greedily, going for his shirt.

Skipping the buttons, I ripped it open as he pressed me against the wall beside the bed.

Ohhh. He’s going to fuck me right here.

A hot thrill shot through me, and I caressed every part of his chest, digging into the unyielding flesh.

Our lower bodies grinded as he set my feet on the floor. He grappled with the thermal shirt, pulling it up, tossing it away. Hot lips sought and latched onto one nipple then the other.

My back arched. My body ached. My thong grew slick.

Calder tongued and teased, twisted and palmed my breasts, lavishing them with arousing attention. His stubble tickled my skin as he slid down to his knees.

Between my legs, he kissed, licked, bit me through the slippery material of my panties. I lowered my head to watch him until my eyelids grew too heavy. Then he hooked the thong down, and my slick wetness covered his face as soon as he spread my thighs wider and pressed his tongue into me.

My feet nearly came off the ground. I clutched onto his shoulders. My belly tightened.

I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t think.

Soaring pleasure held me captive while Calder thoroughly and hungrily took me with his lips, his tongue, his fingers.

I came with an intensity that rocked me to my soul. He kept at me even after I lost my balance, his strength the only thing holding me up. Another orgasm fanned through me while he fingered me, tongue lightly toying with my clit until a scream exploded from my throat.

When he lifted up, his chest pumping, eyes bright and wild, I dragged his mouth to mine. The sucking, biting kiss built, a new fire igniting. I wanted him inside me so desperately I began whimpering against his lips, tearing at his pants with both hands. Shaky fingers clawing at the material until I finally got the damn things and his tight briefs down far enough.

A relieved moan filtered from my throat when I grasped the hot steely length of him.

Calder released my mouth, eyes glinting as I relearned the thick veiny weight of his cock from root to tip. Lord, he was enormous. Wetness welled on the head. I spread it around with my fingers then cruised down the immense length to his balls.

He tore my hand away, grasped it beside my head as he barged fully up against me. Hard chest. Huge shoulders. Searing heat in his eyes.

His cock between us, but not at the right angle. Somehow, he found a condom, put it on one-handed, holding me in place.

He gripped the base. He bent his knees, and the tip prodded my pussy. Hot sensation rocketed through my body, but he didn’t enter me.

“Please, Calder.”

“I don’t wanna be rough. I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.”

“Fuck me. Fuck me now.”

He slid into me, that thick incredibly hard cock, as he picked me up with easy strength.

“Oh my God!” My legs wrapped around his hips.

He continued to drill into me until he bottomed out, and I was completely impaled on that thick pole.

A couple excruciatingly slow tender thrusts gave way to a barrage as he fucked me full force, right there, against the wall. Thudding thrusts with a hand cradling and squeezing my ass, the other cupping the back of my head as the strength of each lunge increased.

He held me aloft, muscles in his arms bunching, thighs flexing, his rock-hard ass pumping.

Deeply embedded inside me then sliding out only to slam back in again.

He lowered his lips for a breath-stealing kiss, my whimpers and moans swallowed by his shallowly dancing tongue.

“Fuck, Reggie. You’re gonna make me come.”

“God, yes!” I cried out as he changed angles.

His cock dragged against my clit with every long powerful in and out stroke. My wetness building.

The impact strengthened, and I drowned my yells against his flesh, kissing and biting the cords of his neck. An orgasm flew straight through me, and I tightened around him, clutching him inside and out.

The hot spear inside me swelled just before Calder burst. His groan beside my ear the sexiest sound I’d ever heard while he pounded, pounded, pounded me to another body-flaying orgasm.

Heat and fresh sweat swirled between our bodies. His cock continued to piston, slowing, but he never softened. Well-primed muscled flesh rode up against the soft swells of mine. Remaining inside me, he moved a few feet, deposited us on the bed.

He hurriedly removed the rest of his clothes, laughing as he inspected the buttonless shirt. After he pulled out and shed the condom, I curled up against him.

“I hope you have more,” I said in a throaty tone I barely recognized.

“Mmmm. You need a good seeing to, Reggie?”

Giant breaths gusted in and out of his chest, and I laughed shakily.

He rolled us to our sides, managed to wrangle some covers over us, kept me in the big warm male cocoon of his body.

Smoothing the tangled hair from my face, he kissed along my neck, new shivers racing over my skin, and I shuddered in satisfied ecstasy.

Then he propped up on an elbow, peering down at me. “I told you I love you,” he said gently. “Didn’t tell you how much I’m in love with you.”

Tears quickly sprang to my eyes. My heart seized tight before expanding even bigger.

“Those better be happy tears.” He drew them away on his fingertips.

Sniffling, I nodded.

“What about . . .” He hesitated. “Are you in love with me?”

“Oh, Calder.” My hand drifted to his face, caressed his cheek. My fingertips ghosted across his lips. “Because you’ve known I’ve loved you for so long? As a friend?”

“Sort of . . .” he said haltingly.

“Calder Malone, I am so in love with you I can’t even explain how it happened. These past months have been torture without you.” I pressed my lips to his, whispering tightly, “Don’t ever leave me like that again.”

“I won’t.” He wrapped me in his strong arms, rocking us together. “I promise I won’t.”

A long time later, after another bout of fiery lovemaking, he whispered in the dark, reaching out for my hand, “I guess this means I need to tell my folks, huh?”