There hadn’t been a lot of talking in the elevator as it rose, taking them to the suite that he had reserved for himself. His friends were probably wondering what happened to him, but with Brandi in his arms, he couldn’t think beyond getting her naked and sinking into her. She was perfection.

He managed to get them into the room without embarrassing himself, but if they didn’t get naked soon he couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t make a fool of himself. The woman had him so turned on that he could barely control himself. Declan liked to think he was cool, calm and collected. He never took things too seriously and didn’t see the point of getting all hot and bothered over situations he couldn’t change. He supposed it was the curse of being the youngest - or a blessing perhaps. His siblings always accused him of having an easy ride, that by the time his parents had raised him, they had used up all their discipline. In their eyes, Declan had gotten away with murder.

Whatever. Declan liked his life just fine. He knew the day was coming when he would have to start acting like a grown-up, but that day wasn’t today. He would face that when it came and in the meantime, he intended to have as much fun as he could along the way. And for tonight, that fun included the blonde in his arms.

He couldn’t seem to stop kissing her. She tasted like the wine she’d been drinking at dinner and something else… something sweet. It was intoxicating. She was tall enough that he didn’t have to stoop and when he pressed her against the closed door all the important bits lined up nicely. He pressed his throbbing erection into the cradle of her thighs and let his eyes roll back with the pleasure of it.

Her hands were at his suit coat, pushing it off his shoulders. He let it fall to the ground as she then began working on his tie. His hand found the hem of her dress. It was already inching up her lovely long legs, so he helped it along, pushing it up over her hips. She hadn’t been lying to him. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

He groaned as his hands smoothed over the silky flesh of her naked arse. It was pert and round and fit perfectly into his two hands. What could he say? He was an arse man. He liked a woman with a gorgeous behind, it was nothing to be ashamed of.

She’d gotten his tie off and his buttons undone. Her hands found his naked chest and she dug her fingers into his flesh and dragged them down his body, her nails weren’t long, but they were long enough that he could feel their sharp sting that went straight to his cock. He couldn’t remember ever being this hard or this desperate.

He dropped to his knees and buried his face between her legs. Her pussy was bare except for a cute little love-heart shape at the top of her slit. She was wet, her folds swollen and pink and begging him to touch them. He ran his nose along the crease of her thigh and her hands burrowed into his hair. He opened his mouth on her, the taste of her exploding across his tongue. She rocked her hips against his face as she moaned and he felt like a fucking rock star. His hands gripped her arse as he feasted on her. Was there any better place to be than between a woman’s thighs? He didn’t think so, although his cock reminded him that maybe it had a few ideas.

She cried out as he lapped at her clit and he felt her thighs shake. Oh God. She was so fucking responsive. He wanted inside her, but first he wanted her to come on his tongue. He wanted to hear her scream his name as she flooded his mouth. He glided his hands around the soft skin of her thighs and used his thumbs to hold open her folds. His tongue delved deep, rimming her entrance before licking up to worry her clit again. He could feel the way she thrashed against the door and the desperate rocking of her hips against his mouth as she chased her orgasm. It made him all the more desperate to get inside her. There was nothing sexier than a woman who wasn’t afraid to let go during sex. It was like a drug to him and he could easily become addicted to Brandi.

He slid two fingers into her core and curled them, searching for that spot…she bucked wildly against him and he knew he’d found it. He pressed against it again as he sucked her swollen clit between his lips and laved it with his tongue. A high keening cry was torn from Brandi’s lips and her fingers clenched in his hair as she came, her hips thrusting recklessly as he continued to suckle her, wringing out every last inch of her orgasm.

He rose to his feet and scooped her up in his arms. He carried her through the suite to the bedroom. She had curled up against his chest and something warm and soft began to glow inside him. He loved the way she just seemed to fit in his arms. The way her head fit under his chin and her arms circled his neck. He wanted to know if they would fit together just as perfectly in other ways too.

He laid her gently on the bed. Her dress was pushed up around her hips, her pink pussy bared to him. She looked up at him with big sleepy, satisfied eyes, her blonde hair still pinned in place despite her just having a screaming orgasm. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her as he removed his shoes and socks and pants and boxers. He liked the way she greedily ate him up with her eyes.

She sat up and gripped the bottom of her dress, pulling it up over her head and exposing everything underneath. She hadn’t worn a bra either and he bit his lip and groaned as her perfect tits were revealed. He was a tits man too. Tits and arse. The perfect combination.

She tossed her dress on the floor and then proceeded to pull pins out of her hair, one by one. He stroked his cock while he watched all that golden hair cascade down around her shoulders. She lay back down again, her hair spread around her and Declan could hardly believe what he saw. She was a wet dream. Not a tan line in sight and all that golden skin glowing softly in the lamplight. Her breasts were generous mounds tipped with dusky pink nipples and she had a tiny winking diamond in the hollow of her navel. The image of her spread out like that for him was burned into his memory.

“Are you just going to stand there and stare?” she asked, her voice soft and low and a bit husky.

“I’m just taking a moment to admire you,” he said with a crooked grin. “It’s not every day I get to see a goddess laid bare before me.”

She rolled her eyes at his cheesy line and lifted a hand to pluck at one of her nipples.

“Wouldn’t you rather come over here and play with me?”

How could he resist such an offer? He opened the drawer of the table beside the bed and pulled out a condom. He tore the packaging open and rolled the latex on before climbing on the bed beside her.

He had stood there so long looking at her that Brandi worried she hadn’t met with his approval. The man had done things to her that no man had ever done and that was while she was still half dressed. She could only imagine what other wonders he would perform once they were both naked. Brandi liked sex and she wasn’t ashamed that she liked sex. What she had found hard was finding a partner that could satisfy her. Men told her all the time how beautiful she was, but when it got to bed sports, they seemed to be all about their own satisfaction. They wanted to fuck the pretty girl but they didn’t really care if she enjoyed it.

Declan had already shown her that he was different. Now she was greedy for more.

They lay facing one another but not yet touching. She reached out and traced the strong jaw that had a delicious raspy stubble. She ran her fingers over his lips that were pink and still swollen from their kisses and what he’d done to her in the foyer. His hazel eyes watched her, the pupils blown wide with desire. He gave her all his attention and it was a heady feeling. She couldn’t remember the last time someone had been so completely focussed on her. Sure, guys stared at her boobs all the time, but Declan seemed to see her as a whole, not just some mishmash of sexy bits.

“What are you thinking?” he asked as he lifted a hand to run through her hair.

“I’m thinking about how much I want you inside me,” she replied.

He groaned and rolled them over so he was on top and his stunning erection was snuggled against her folds. He kissed her and she opened to him. He didn’t rush the kiss. She liked that. She liked that he didn’t just use kissing as some perfunctory step before intercourse. He kissed her like he enjoyed it, like it was all part of the experience of being with her. His lips left hers to make their way down her neck and she arched for him giving him more real estate to work with. He nipped at the fleshy muscle where her neck and shoulder met and then licked at the hollow of her collar bone. She moaned at the differing sensations and let herself get a little lost under his undivided attention.

He kissed a line between her breasts and then stopped to nuzzle them.

“Mmm,” he mumbled with his face pressed against them. “Need to spend more time with these beauties. I’ve been neglecting them.”

Brandi rolled her eyes even as the rasp of his stubble sent sensation zinging through her body. “Men and boobs,” she said, her voice breathy.

“I like boobs,” he said, lifting his head and giving her a cheeky grin. “But yours…” he stopped to suckle one tip and Brandi’s eyes fluttered shut of their own accord. “Yours are spectacular.”

She couldn’t help the smile and the flush of delight as he dipped his head again to lick around her areola before sucking the hard nipple back into his mouth. Other men had always made a big deal about her tits but none had worshiped them like Declan was doing. She’d been blessed with larger than average breasts - all natural - and they were usually the first thing men grabbed for. She’d been pinched and fondled and tweaked to the point that boob play wasn’t really fun for her anymore… until Declan.

He cupped her firmly, but gently. He rubbed his face and that delicious stubble over the tender flesh. He flicked his tongue at her nipples, occasionally sucking one into his mouth and rubbing it against the roof of his mouth with his tongue. Brandi felt every single touch like it was her first time. Every little lick, every scrape of teeth, every brush of his lips against her breasts zapped straight to her core, making her clit throb with need. She wiggled her hips, needing him to fill the aching space inside her.

“Declan,” she breathed as he bit down on a nipple and pulled slightly.

“Yes sweetheart? Is there something you need?”

She exhaled a long moan as he pressed her breasts together and laved his tongue along the cleavage.

“I need you inside me,” she managed to whisper hoarsely.

“Your wish is my command,” he said as he sat back on his knees.

Brandi shivered at the loss of contact, but it didn’t last long. He took firm hold of her hips and slid her up his thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist. His cock nudged her entrance and she canted her pelvis so the tip slid in. He lifted up so that he was standing on his knees, lifting her body with his so that her weight was on her shoulders and he slid his cock all the way home. With the angle of her body, his penetration was deep and Brandi bit down on her lip to stop herself from crying out. Her hands reached out for the sheets and she fisted the one-thousand thread count Egyptian cotton until her knuckles went white.

Declan’s hand smoothed over every inch of her skin from her hip to her mouth and he used his thumb to pull her lip from between her teeth. She opened her eyes to look up at him and then down to where they were so intimately joined. He rocked into her gently and she clamped her jaw shut as her eyes closed tight. She knew she could be loud during sex; some men thought she was too loud. She had already screamed once when he made her come earlier, but she didn’t want him to think she was a screaming banshee.

“Don’t hold back from me,” he said and her eyes popped open again. “I want to hear everything. I own every little moan and cry and I want to hear them.” He slid out of her and then in again with a long, slow glide. She moaned, not able to hold it in. “That’s my girl,” he said. “I want to hear more.” He slid out and in again, both hands now on her hips, holding her steady.

Brandi groaned again, no longer able to control her vocalisation. He rewarded her with another thrust, harder this time and deeper. Brandi cried out and her legs tightened around his hips.

“More,” he said. “Louder. I want to hear you scream my name as you come around my cock.”

He pushed into her over and over and with each thrust she lost her mind a little bit more. There was so much sensation from the slide of his dick through her folds and then deep inside her to the friction of his pelvis against her clit. His fingers dug into her hips and the flesh of her bum and all of it felt good. He felt good. She cried out again as she felt her orgasm gather. Her own hands went to her breasts and she heard him groan as she tweaked her own nipples. He leant forward, increasing his pace and the force of his thrusts and she opened her mouth and screamed his name as her climax over took her. She felt him stiffen as he pressed deep within her and then he came and his cock throbbed against her inner walls and made her orgasm ripple again. A high, keening sound came from her lips before she felt herself float away.

Declan gently lowered her body back down to the bed and rolled them so they were lying side by side, their legs still entwined. He pulled her close and she rested her head on his chest and listened to the heavy thud of his heart. Brandi closed her eyes and drifted, more satisfied than she had ever been in her entire life.

Declan felt Brandi melt against him as she fell asleep and he lay there for just a little bit longer to enjoy the weight of her against his chest. He was both stunned and a little unnerved about just how much he enjoyed her - not just the sex, which was fucking off-the-charts - but also this post-coitus cuddle. He wasn’t known for his ‘after-care.’ He wasn’t exactly a one and done kind of guy but he didn’t snuggle, it gave the wrong impression. Declan wasn’t looking for a relationship. He just wanted to have as much fun as he could before his mother could tighten the leash and bring him into line. He very rarely spent more than one night with any woman and if he did, it was never in close proximity. If he was going to see a woman a second time he had to allow at least a month between sexcapades or they got clingy and expected a diamond ring. He was not ready to settle down. He still had wild oats to sow.

He gently - regretfully - extricated himself from her arms and padded into the ensuite to dispose of the condom. Fucking hell that was some good sex. He leant on the bathroom vanity and took a breath. Brandi had a body that was built for sex and he didn’t just mean those delectable breasts or that delicious arse. Her body was responsive. The way her skin flushed, even under the all-over tan and those sounds that she made. God. He loved those sounds. The little mewls, the gasping moans and that scream. He shivered with delight at the memory of hearing his name on that scream. His cock began to harden again and he looked down at it in surprise. He was usually good for a couple of go ‘rounds in a night, but not this soon after such a spectacular orgasm. He normally needed a little sleep before he was ready to go again, but not tonight. Tonight’s cock was ready to suit up again and take one for the team. The little bastard… the not-so-little bastard. He smirked. Oh yeah. He could definitely do another round with Brandi, maybe even a third time if he was lucky.

He pushed away from the vanity and walked back into the bedroom. The bed was empty. He stalked through the room and into the living area of the suite where he found her dressed and pulling on her shoes.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

She whipped around and her eyes widened as she saw him standing there buck naked.

She smiled sweetly at him. “I’m going to go home,” she said with a sigh as she looked away from him, her eyes searching for something. She spotted her purse and walked over to pick it up.

“So soon?” he asked, stepping closer to her. He didn’t care that he was naked, he had nothing to be ashamed of and a lot to be proud of. His cock now stood straight and tall, saluting her.

She reached up and cupped his jaw. “It’s okay, Declan. I know what this is. We both know that this is just a little harmless fun. I needed to work out my frustrations over my ex and you needed…well, you just needed to get laid.”

Declan was a little stung. She was blowing him off? After that round of mind blowing sex?

He reached for her and pulled her body close to his and kissed her. She froze for a moment before kissing him back. His cock crowed triumphantly.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” he murmured against her lips and she groaned.

He cupped her arse and lifted. She automatically wrapped those long gorgeous legs around him and he turned back towards the bedroom. If he was only going to have one night with her then he wanted that night to last until the sun rose and then maybe a little morning after sex before breakfast. He wondered how long he could keep her occupied and still count it as one night.

Brandi knew she should be leaving. She didn’t do the casual sex thing anymore, she’d been burned too many times. It always started out as casual and then she developed feelings for the guy and then…poof, he disappeared, running from her so fast that little cartoon dust clouds were the only thing left behind. But if she was truly honest with herself, she didn’t want to leave yet. Declan had given her three amazing orgasms - yes, three, because that last one was definitely a multiple - and her body had been starved of the big O for too long. It wanted more.

Plus. Oh my God! The man could kiss. The wet tangle of lips and teeth and tongue already had her lady parts quivering. There was so much more she wanted to enjoy about Declan. His declaration that he hadn’t finished with her yet had got her wet and achy and she was pretty sure she wasn’t finished with him yet either.

“Okay,” she said breathlessly as he stopped in front of the messy bed, the sheets in disarray from their last round of bed sports. “But this time, I get to be on top.”

Declan grinned and tossed her onto the bed.