Chapter 18: Jess

“I talked to home base,” he said. “Flight’s been delayed until tomorrow.”

“Good! Now stop talking, Larson. This is about making it up to me.”

“Is it?” He asked, laughing. He pressed against me, his cock so hard against my hip that I could hardly resist taking off all of my clothes right there in the elevator. “I wasn’t aware.”

“It is. It definitely is.”

I pulled his shirt and pulled him against me. I braced myself against the wall of the elevator. He was on me at once, groping at my skin greedily. He grabbed for my leg, pulling it up roughly so that my skirt hiked all of the way up, giving him access to everything.

His palm slid up my inner thigh, yanking the lacy edge of my panties aside and running his fingers teasingly along my outer rim. I gasped, my head dropping back and my eyes shutting tightly. My hips bucked forward, begging him in their own language to stop playing around and give me what I needed. He grinned, I could feel it through his kiss, and inserted a finger inside me.

I gasped and bucked my hips again, wanting more, always wanting more. A second finger followed the first, and both began to move slowly, occasionally stopping to fondle my aching clit. I might have come right then and there if it hadn't been for the slightly jarring movement of the elevator that let us know we had come to a stop. We hardly had time to get ourselves into a halfway decent position before the doors let out their friendly ding and then slid silently open.

My face was so flushed it felt like it might melt, and the rest of my body was aching with the abruptness with which Drew had drawn away from me. I was still not interested in getting caught doing it in an elevator. I was pretty far gone but not that gone. Not yet, anyway.

“Come on,” Drew said roughly, taking me by the hand when we saw that there was nobody waiting at the elevator doors. “I can’t wait much longer.”

I nodded, half running to keep up with him as we made our way down the hallway. It was astonishing how quickly things could go from awful to over the top amazing. Only thirty minutes ago, Drew and I had been fighting in an LA park. As far as I could tell, we had been on the verge of ending everything, and now, here we were, so desperate for each other that we could hardly make it into our room.

He kept stopping to kiss me, throwing me up against the wall and pressing himself against me so that my body began to burn brightly all over again. When we finally made it to our room, it took forever for him to fumble with the card key that was supposed to let us in because he couldn't take his hands off of me. We practically fell into the room, and as soon as he got the door shut, he turned on me like a wild animal.

“Remove your clothes.” He said, his mouth still against mine.

There was something about the way he was demanding me to get naked, that turned me on even more than it did before. Something about the way he was currently staring at me with a carnal hunger in his eyes.

I nodded my head at him and began to remove my shirt and skirt. Leaving them in a pile on the floor. I was once again down to my bra, panties, and heels.

He sucked in air through his clenched jaw as he looked me over. Then he took a few steps toward me, picked me up and began kissing me again. My legs wrapped around him, I could feel his hard dick pressed into me even though he was still wearing his pants.

He began to walk with me still wrapped around him, past the bed and toward the patio.

“You passed the bed.” I whispered.

“Shh.” He said and then pressed me up against sliding glass door.

If anyone were to have looked up, they would have had the perfect shot of my ass and I didn’t give a damn. The only thing I cared about in that moment was to feel his dick inside of me.

He held me against the glass and I moved my hands from around his neck and moved the down to his belt. I unbuckled it and then unzipped his pants. He set me down so he could remove them. He yanked both his pants and boxers down in a swift motion and before I knew it he had picked me up and had me pressed against the window, again.

“Do you want it?” He asked as he held his dick up to my pussy.

I nodded my head.

“Tell me how bad you want it.” He whispered as he began to find my lips again.

“So bad. Please fuck me Drew.”

“Mmm, say it again.” He said and kissed me more.

“Please fuck me, Drew.” I wiggled my hips and felt his dick a little more.

Then he grabbed onto my harder and thrusted inside of me.

“Oh fuck!” I called out as his hard dick stretched me, once again. The overwhelming feeling returned.

He moved me up and down on his dick and I was hoping there were people watching us. Him fucking me like this was such a turn on I felt like I could come at any moment.

He slowed his pace down and started backing up while he was still holding onto me. My arms were wrapped around his neck, my legs gripped his waste harder as he moved us over to the bed. He began to lower me at an angle until I felt the bed beneath me. I unwrapped my legs and he grabbed them both in one hand, placing them on his left shoulder.

“I love fucking your tight pussy.” He said between thrusts. He started slow at first and then began to pick up the pace. I loved the way he filled me and the way he moved himself in and out of me. My pussy was wrapped around his cock so tightly that I felt ever inch of his cock sliding in and out of me. It was driving me crazy.

“Don’t stop.” I begged as I began to feel myself on the edge of an orgasm.

He began to thrust a little harder.

“Oh fuck. Don’t stop!” I cried. And then he pulled out.

I opened my eyes, unaware that I had even been holding them shut. Drew was moving onto the bed next to me. He laid down on his back.

“Get on.” He said.

I bit my lip and sat up. I moved myself over to him and then climbed on top of him, straddling him. I slowly lowered myself onto him, pausing when I felt him begin to enter me. He thrust himself up, obviously eager to get back inside of me. I lowered myself more until he was all the way inside of me.

“Oh my God.” We both moaned.

His hands went to my tits and he squeezed them in each of his hands. I moved my hips back and forth, grinding on to him as I did so, feeling him all the way inside of me. He moved his hands down my stomach, until they rested on my hips. He grabbed onto them and helped move my body back and forth.

I was beginning to get close again. Feeling him inside of me like that, his hands helping to control my movements and the sounds of our moans was such an intense mixture.

I stopped rocking my hips and began to bounce up and down on top of him. I leaned forward some and grabbed onto his chest, it helped me hold my balance and I began to slide my pussy up and down on his dick. I wanted to come more than anything. I was so turned on. I sat back up and went back to rocking my hips. I felt myself on the edge.

“I’m so close.” I said and bit my lip. My hands went into my hair, playing with it a bit as I focused on the feeling of him inside of me. He was so deep when I rode him this way. And it felt more intense than it had before.

“Come for me.” He said.

I rocked my hips back and forth a little faster and a little faster until I felt the most intense orgasm of my life.

“Mmm. Oh fuck. Mmm.” I moaned as my orgasm continued.

Drew wrapped an arm around my back and flipped us over so he was on top, he began to thrust himself in and out of me, hard and fast. It made the end of my orgasm so much more intense.

Then suddenly I noticed his breathing changed and his cock began to throb inside of me. As he came down from his orgasm, he laid down on top of me, trying to catch his breath.

"Jesus, Jess, you're fucking amazing. I've never come as hard as that. Not even close."

“Oh yeah? You sure you aren’t trying to butter me up? Still trying to make things up to me?”

“I’m sure. That being said, I’ll do whatever it takes. I want you to know there’s nobody else. I want you to know I realize how much of an ass I was, and how stupid the thing I almost did was. I don’t want anyone else. I only want you.”

I found the strength to move again, after all, snuggling up to Drew's hot, naked body so that every inch of me was touching some part of him. Deep inside of me, the aching for him had already begun again, and I knew that this would not be our only time having each other during our brief hotel stay.

There was something comforting in that knowledge. Something about it made me believe the things Drew was saying to me in a way nothing else could have. I had his beating heart beneath the palm of my hand to prove the things he said, and for some reason, I knew it contained no lie.

“Drew? Can I tell you something?”

“You can tell me anything. I want you to, Jess. I want you to tell me things. I want to be the kind of man you feel you can do that with.”

"Thanks. I just. I think I love you, Drew. I don't want to freak you out all over again, but I think I'm falling in love with you."

The last thing I remembered was speaking these words and Drew’s face nuzzling deeply into my hair. If he offered up any kind of an answer, I was asleep before the words were able to hit my consciousness.