needed more. So much more.
“More than okay.”
C HAPTER 9
My back hit the wall as the door slammed shut. Wes’s lips, and hands were all over me. Just where I wanted them. The four of us, now drunk, took the limo back to the penthouse. Hector gave me the thumbs up as Tony ushered him to their room. I took that as the okay to have a man here in their home. Though there wasn’t much that could have prevented me from staking my claim over Wes that evening. The whiskey combined with the ache to have him, was far too strong to deny. And that’s how I came to be flush against the wall with Wes’s hard body pinning me in place.
“Christ, I missed you. Missed this body.” His hands curled around my breasts. “I need you naked. Now.” He squeezed both breasts at the same time earning a low moan from me.
Without hesitation I lifted my shirt over my head and flung it to the floor. His hands pulled at the button of my jeans. Before I could shimmy out of them his hand was there . Right there feeling me, playing in the wetness he’d coaxed.
Wes’s tongue licked from between my breasts up my neck where he stopped at my ear, biting down. “I love the way you feel. How your body responds to me. Proves that regardless of what you might say, you want me.”
One long finger went deep, another followed it. So good. My head tipped back and hit the wall. “I never denied wanting you.” I admitted breathless.
“But you try to.” He pressed his hand deeper, his fingers hooking just the right spot, his talented thumb twirling around the center of my arousal, sending me into a pleasant oblivion. He was right. I did try to deny how much he affected me. Had to. It helped keep distance between us, but not now. In that moment, I was all in.
“I need you,” I whispered as the pleasure spiked.
“Have you been with anyone since me?”
“Wes,” I warned. This was not the conversation I wanted to be having when his hand was knuckles deep and his palm was being coated with my desire for him.
He kissed me, tongue delving deep before pulling back. “Have you been with anyone bare?”
“Only you,” and I meant it. Alec and I had always had sex with condoms. Wes and I hadn’t ,but I trusted him, still trusted him. His eyes were dark as they searched mine. Then he removed his hand from inside me, and pushed my pants and panties down. I kicked them off while unbuttoning his pants. He pushed them down just far enough to release his thick cock. Jesus I’d missed that part of him. So long, thick and ready for me.
In one swift move Wes had his hands on my ass and my legs around his waist. “Hold on to my shoulders, sweetheart.” I did what he said. When he got the right leverage, he pushed me up the wall, my back grated along the rigid surface, burning the skin. The spike of pain added to the pleasure of the spontaneous moment. Wes pressed the wide knob of his cock at my cleft and pushed in. One of his hands held me at the shoulder the other at the hip. He yanked me down hard, impaling me.
“Oh God.” Filled to the brim with his giant cock was sheer bliss.
“Shhh sweetheart, they’ll hear you.” He reminded me of where we were. In my room at Hector and Tony’s penthouse, fucking my first client while still working for my third. I’m certain there was something psychologically twisted about that but I didn’t care. Wes felt so good deep inside me, filling me with everything I missed over the last two months since I’d last seen him.
He pulled out and then pressed back home. His lips came down over mine and I sucked on his tongue, ravaging his mouth, his kiss, like food to a starved woman.
“You remember this.” He pulled out then rammed back to the hilt. I gasped and nodded, so far into my lust-induced haze I could only focus on the feeling between my thighs; the intense pleasure building deep in my womb as he moved in and out.
“I won’t let you forget how good it is,” he said moving out,
“More than okay.”
C HAPTER 9
My back hit the wall as the door slammed shut. Wes’s lips, and hands were all over me. Just where I wanted them. The four of us, now drunk, took the limo back to the penthouse. Hector gave me the thumbs up as Tony ushered him to their room. I took that as the okay to have a man here in their home. Though there wasn’t much that could have prevented me from staking my claim over Wes that evening. The whiskey combined with the ache to have him, was far too strong to deny. And that’s how I came to be flush against the wall with Wes’s hard body pinning me in place.
“Christ, I missed you. Missed this body.” His hands curled around my breasts. “I need you naked. Now.” He squeezed both breasts at the same time earning a low moan from me.
Without hesitation I lifted my shirt over my head and flung it to the floor. His hands pulled at the button of my jeans. Before I could shimmy out of them his hand was there . Right there feeling me, playing in the wetness he’d coaxed.
Wes’s tongue licked from between my breasts up my neck where he stopped at my ear, biting down. “I love the way you feel. How your body responds to me. Proves that regardless of what you might say, you want me.”
One long finger went deep, another followed it. So good. My head tipped back and hit the wall. “I never denied wanting you.” I admitted breathless.
“But you try to.” He pressed his hand deeper, his fingers hooking just the right spot, his talented thumb twirling around the center of my arousal, sending me into a pleasant oblivion. He was right. I did try to deny how much he affected me. Had to. It helped keep distance between us, but not now. In that moment, I was all in.
“I need you,” I whispered as the pleasure spiked.
“Have you been with anyone since me?”
“Wes,” I warned. This was not the conversation I wanted to be having when his hand was knuckles deep and his palm was being coated with my desire for him.
He kissed me, tongue delving deep before pulling back. “Have you been with anyone bare?”
“Only you,” and I meant it. Alec and I had always had sex with condoms. Wes and I hadn’t ,but I trusted him, still trusted him. His eyes were dark as they searched mine. Then he removed his hand from inside me, and pushed my pants and panties down. I kicked them off while unbuttoning his pants. He pushed them down just far enough to release his thick cock. Jesus I’d missed that part of him. So long, thick and ready for me.
In one swift move Wes had his hands on my ass and my legs around his waist. “Hold on to my shoulders, sweetheart.” I did what he said. When he got the right leverage, he pushed me up the wall, my back grated along the rigid surface, burning the skin. The spike of pain added to the pleasure of the spontaneous moment. Wes pressed the wide knob of his cock at my cleft and pushed in. One of his hands held me at the shoulder the other at the hip. He yanked me down hard, impaling me.
“Oh God.” Filled to the brim with his giant cock was sheer bliss.
“Shhh sweetheart, they’ll hear you.” He reminded me of where we were. In my room at Hector and Tony’s penthouse, fucking my first client while still working for my third. I’m certain there was something psychologically twisted about that but I didn’t care. Wes felt so good deep inside me, filling me with everything I missed over the last two months since I’d last seen him.
He pulled out and then pressed back home. His lips came down over mine and I sucked on his tongue, ravaging his mouth, his kiss, like food to a starved woman.
“You remember this.” He pulled out then rammed back to the hilt. I gasped and nodded, so far into my lust-induced haze I could only focus on the feeling between my thighs; the intense pleasure building deep in my womb as he moved in and out.
“I won’t let you forget how good it is,” he said moving out,
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