while staring off into space. Carly continued to pick at her meal.
“I’m sorry,” she said in a soft voice. My eyes flicked to hers. “It’s my fault, too. I should have provided protection since we were at my place…and my office.”
“I will take care of everything. I’m a man of my word. I promise you.”
“For some reason, I believe you. I don’t know why because I shouldn’t. Eat.” She shoved my plate back over to me. I grabbed it and took a couple bites out of the burger. It was pretty good, as well as the chips or fries or whatever the fuck they were called.
The conversation was near nonexistent when we decided to leave. Both of us left most of our meal on our plates. Jackson drove us back to the hotel, and when he opened the door for me, I turned and looked at Carly before I got out of the car. “Jackson, go ahead and go,” she murmured. “I have some matters to attend to in the office. I will call if I need you to come back.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Thanks.”
I got out and she followed right behind me. Carly straightened her top, and we looked at each other for a few moments. “Well?” she asked with a stern look on her face.
“Well…what?”
“Aren’t you going to invite me up to your room? Or do I need to get the master key and barge in when you least expect it?”
I quirked a brow and smirked, wrapping my arm around her and pulled her close. “I’d love it if you came to my room with me,” I murmured in her ear.
She shivered. “Me, too. I have no idea why I’m willing to do this.”
“It’s because I’m so fucking irresistible.”
“No truer words have ever been spoken.” She smirked and we headed toward the bank of elevators.
Opening the door to my room, Carly looked around. It didn’t even look like anyone was staying there.
“Neat freak?” she asked.
More like properly trained . “You could say that.”
“Are your socks and boxers lined up perfectly in the drawers?”
“They could be.”
I walked up behind her and ran the back of my hand down her cheek. She hissed. I pulled her fiery hair back and nuzzled her neck, making her fall into me. Scooping her up, I laid her down in the bed and crawled next to her.
“Gunther…,” she moaned as I began unbuttoning her top while kissing her chest.
“Yeah?”
“Make love to me.” I couldn’t do that. I had no idea what making love was. It was just fucking for me. That’s all it ever was—fucking. I looked up at her from the valley between her extraordinary tits.
“I will try.” She smiled as she closed her eyes.
The kissing immediately grew intense. Not soft and loving like Carly wanted. That was what I knew. I was going to claim her once again. I yanked off her skirt and lacy things she called panties.
“Good Lord, woman,” I whispered as I hovered above her.
“What?”
“You are so bloody beautiful.”
My John Thomas ached from being trapped in a death grip between my zipper, my boxers, and my body. It was like she read my mind. She reached down, and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She stroked me while still suffocating in my boxers before she slid my jeans down past my hips.
“Oh, god…,” I whispered. There was something about her touch. It was like magic. So gentle and warm. “Come here.” I pulled her up and peeled her bra off. Her lips were pouty and puffy, her eyes were full of desire. I stood up, yanked off my shirt, then slowly ditched my boxers.
“Mmm…,” she moaned and licked her lips as she watched me undress.
“Suck me.” I held J.T. in my hand, demanding her to take it. She crawled to the edge of the bed to meet me. Her small hand wrapped around me, causing me to moan as she stroked me, but that’s not what I said to do. I grabbed her face with my hand and barked, “I said suck me.” She looked up at me through her lashes and took J.T. entirely into her mouth from tip to base. “Oh, sweet Lord. Your mouth is unreal.”
Carly was on all fours, bent down
“I’m sorry,” she said in a soft voice. My eyes flicked to hers. “It’s my fault, too. I should have provided protection since we were at my place…and my office.”
“I will take care of everything. I’m a man of my word. I promise you.”
“For some reason, I believe you. I don’t know why because I shouldn’t. Eat.” She shoved my plate back over to me. I grabbed it and took a couple bites out of the burger. It was pretty good, as well as the chips or fries or whatever the fuck they were called.
The conversation was near nonexistent when we decided to leave. Both of us left most of our meal on our plates. Jackson drove us back to the hotel, and when he opened the door for me, I turned and looked at Carly before I got out of the car. “Jackson, go ahead and go,” she murmured. “I have some matters to attend to in the office. I will call if I need you to come back.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Thanks.”
I got out and she followed right behind me. Carly straightened her top, and we looked at each other for a few moments. “Well?” she asked with a stern look on her face.
“Well…what?”
“Aren’t you going to invite me up to your room? Or do I need to get the master key and barge in when you least expect it?”
I quirked a brow and smirked, wrapping my arm around her and pulled her close. “I’d love it if you came to my room with me,” I murmured in her ear.
She shivered. “Me, too. I have no idea why I’m willing to do this.”
“It’s because I’m so fucking irresistible.”
“No truer words have ever been spoken.” She smirked and we headed toward the bank of elevators.
Opening the door to my room, Carly looked around. It didn’t even look like anyone was staying there.
“Neat freak?” she asked.
More like properly trained . “You could say that.”
“Are your socks and boxers lined up perfectly in the drawers?”
“They could be.”
I walked up behind her and ran the back of my hand down her cheek. She hissed. I pulled her fiery hair back and nuzzled her neck, making her fall into me. Scooping her up, I laid her down in the bed and crawled next to her.
“Gunther…,” she moaned as I began unbuttoning her top while kissing her chest.
“Yeah?”
“Make love to me.” I couldn’t do that. I had no idea what making love was. It was just fucking for me. That’s all it ever was—fucking. I looked up at her from the valley between her extraordinary tits.
“I will try.” She smiled as she closed her eyes.
The kissing immediately grew intense. Not soft and loving like Carly wanted. That was what I knew. I was going to claim her once again. I yanked off her skirt and lacy things she called panties.
“Good Lord, woman,” I whispered as I hovered above her.
“What?”
“You are so bloody beautiful.”
My John Thomas ached from being trapped in a death grip between my zipper, my boxers, and my body. It was like she read my mind. She reached down, and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She stroked me while still suffocating in my boxers before she slid my jeans down past my hips.
“Oh, god…,” I whispered. There was something about her touch. It was like magic. So gentle and warm. “Come here.” I pulled her up and peeled her bra off. Her lips were pouty and puffy, her eyes were full of desire. I stood up, yanked off my shirt, then slowly ditched my boxers.
“Mmm…,” she moaned and licked her lips as she watched me undress.
“Suck me.” I held J.T. in my hand, demanding her to take it. She crawled to the edge of the bed to meet me. Her small hand wrapped around me, causing me to moan as she stroked me, but that’s not what I said to do. I grabbed her face with my hand and barked, “I said suck me.” She looked up at me through her lashes and took J.T. entirely into her mouth from tip to base. “Oh, sweet Lord. Your mouth is unreal.”
Carly was on all fours, bent down