Chapter 6

Jeremy

I would have a bet a thousand dollars that she wasn’t going to show, yet here she is.

I’m right in front of her. She looks different than she did this morning when her smoky eye shadow was perfectly applied and a light layer of pink gloss covered her lips.

I like this version of her even more with her makeup smudged. Earlier I didn’t notice the light dusting of freckles that covers her nose and trails over her cheeks.

She’s a beauty by any measure.

“What’s your name?” I ask as I lift a finger to her chin.

She flinches only slightly. “Angel.”

“So you’re going to stick with that?” I slide my fingers to her neck and beyond to her silky brown hair. I fist it in my hand, angling her head back.

A little moan escapes her lips. “Are you going to kiss me?”

I lean forward so I can rub the tip of my nose along the soft skin of her neck. “I’ll start with that.”

I do. I trail kisses over her neck, taking my time until I reach her chin. Before I claim her mouth, I look into her light green eyes. “You’re shaking. Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’m excited,” she blurts out with a small whimper. “I want this. I’m sure. I’m very sure.”

That’s all the reassurance I need.

I take her face in my hands, tilting her head slightly before I seal my mouth over hers.

***

My skin heats as she parts her soft lips to let me inside. I dive in, my tongue against hers, my teeth seeking out her flesh.

She beats me to it and tugs my bottom lip between her teeth.

My dick is instantly hard; harder than it was when I saw her standing on the other side of the hotel room door.

I slide one hand down her body, stopping to squeeze her waist before I grab the back of her thigh.

Skin as soft and smooth as silk awaits me.

My cock throbs as I urge her against me.

She purrs like a kitten when I tighten my fingers over the curve of her ass.

I feel lace panties. I want those on the floor.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she whispers as her hands roam my shoulders before they slide down my arms.

I want to be a memory this woman will never forget so I kiss her again, deeper this time. My tongue seeks out more. I taste tequila mixed with mint and a sweet note that has to be just her.

I break the kiss and trail my lips over her cheek until they’re resting against her ear. “I’m aching for you.”

“I’m ready if you are,” she says in a breathy tone.

I hold back a chuckle. She’s a bundle of nerves. “We’re just getting started, angel. There are so many things I want to do with you.”

“Like what?” she asks in a whimper.

“We’ll start with this.” I move my hand to her waist and tug on the bottom of her tank top. I’ve been dying to see her tits all day. I can tell they’re more than a handful. “Take off your shirt.”

Her eyes widen as she takes a small step back. “I’m not perfect.”

Jesus. Where the fuck did that come from?

I cup her face in my hands and kiss her again. This time it’s slow and sensual. “You’re beautiful.”

Her lips curve up into a soft smile. “So are you.”

I watch as she grabs the hem of the shirt with both hands before she slides it up and over her head. The motion messes her hair. She’s already got a sexy just-fucked look and I’ve barely touched her.

“The bra too.” I fist my hands at my sides. I want to touch her, but I know if I do, I’ll lose it. I’ll carry her to the bed, slide on a condom and fuck her senseless.

I want that, but I want this more.

I have all night. She’s mine until the morning.

She slides her bra off in a rush, her hands darting to cover two plump breasts with high peaked nipples.

I reach forward and take her wrists in my hands. Resistance is there, but I tug them away from her skin. I don’t want her to shield anything from me.

It’s bad enough that I don’t know her name or how to reach her after tonight.

“Don’t cover yourself,” I hiss. “I want to see it all. I need to see it all.”

Her breath hitches as the resistance fades and I drop her hands.

I can’t stop myself when I lean forward and taste the spot between her tits. I run the tip of my tongue over the soft skin before I seek out her left nipple. I roll it in my fingers first, plumping it even more.

I glance at her face. Her eyes are heavy-lidded. I know she’s craving my body the same way I’m craving hers.

I close my lips around her nipple and lightly flick my tongue over the hard, tight point.

Her hands fall to my hair, fingers twisting in the strands, guiding me closer to her.

I suck lightly as my hand moves to cup her right breast. I squeeze before I pinch the nipple hard just as my teeth close around the other.

She squeaks. “Oh, please.”

Please take me. Please make me feel. Please fuck me.

I don’t care if her plea is for one or all, I’ll give her everything she needs.