in here?” Cara asked, raising her eyebrows.
“None of your damn business, Cara!” I spit back with a small smile. How embarrassing.
“You both have just fucked hair and your faces are all flushed,” she laughed. “Come on, you guys can finish whatever it was you were doing later. Go get changed so we can party!”
We all headed down the hall to our room so Blake and I could change. Damn those two—I could possibly be having the best sex of my life right now if it weren’t for them! I took a deep breath, telling myself that I’ve waited this long, few more hours won’t hurt.
We got to the room and Blake changed into some jeans and a black button up shirt. He rolled the sleeves up half way and left the top button undone. My lord! He looked hot no matter what he wore! I put on a pair of tight skinny jeans with a pink one shoulder tank top and a pair of flat pink sandals. I touched up my makeup and hair, sprayed myself with some perfume and we headed upstairs to the party.
I couldn’t stop looking at Tess all night. We had been at the after party for a few hours. She was dancing with Cara in the living room of the presidential suite where the party was being held. She looked fucking sexy the way she was moving her hips to the music. I still tasted her on my lips. I don’t even know how we ended up kissing. I didn’t even plan on kissing her at all tonight, let alone almost mauling her in an elevator. As soon as she looked up at me with those eyes and bit that lip of hers, I was done. I couldn’t resist the urge any longer. I kissed her with everything I had. I wanted her to know when we pulled away that she was mine. Even if I didn’t kiss her again all night, I wanted to make sure it was something she would never forget and, by the way her body reacted, I am pretty sure I was successful.
I thought back to the lobby. She didn’t know it, but I was watching her while we were waiting for the elevator. She looked so sexy, rubbing her swollen lips with her fingers. Watching her trail her fingers across her lips as she thought back to our kiss made something inside me ignite. Knowing that I had done that to her, that look of pure pleasure in her eyes was because of me—I couldn’t control myself. I needed to see her come undone. Pushing her up against the elevator wall was a risky move, but fuck, I’m glad I did it. Hearing her moan was bona fide satisfaction. If only we would have made it back to the room without running into Cam. Bastard.
Maybe it was better that we did get interrupted. I sure as shit do not want to be rushed with her. I want to take my time and savor every last second. I want to watch her as she falls apart from my touch, I want to hear her scream my name over and over, and I want to see her eyes when I take her over the edge.
I couldn’t take it anymore. All this thinking of sex was killing me and I needed to touch her again to make sure I wasn’t dreaming this whole night up. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She leaned back against my chest and raised her arms up around my neck. I buried my face in her neck and breathed her in. Nope not a dream—there is no way a dream would ever smell that fucking good. It took every ounce of control to keep myself from picking her up and taking her back to our room.
Just as I started to get really comfortable, she removed my arms from her waist and start walking over to Brent, the after party DJ. When Brent wasn’t at the fire station, he was a part time DJ. He actually made really good money doing weddings and small parties like this and he was always busy with gigs. Brent smiled down at her from his little make shift stage and held up his finger to her, telling her silently that it would be just one minute. He was talking to someone on the phone and it looked serious. She looked back over at me and gave me a little wink.
Cam came up next to me while I watched Brent lean down and whisper into Tess’ ear.
“Dude,
“None of your damn business, Cara!” I spit back with a small smile. How embarrassing.
“You both have just fucked hair and your faces are all flushed,” she laughed. “Come on, you guys can finish whatever it was you were doing later. Go get changed so we can party!”
We all headed down the hall to our room so Blake and I could change. Damn those two—I could possibly be having the best sex of my life right now if it weren’t for them! I took a deep breath, telling myself that I’ve waited this long, few more hours won’t hurt.
We got to the room and Blake changed into some jeans and a black button up shirt. He rolled the sleeves up half way and left the top button undone. My lord! He looked hot no matter what he wore! I put on a pair of tight skinny jeans with a pink one shoulder tank top and a pair of flat pink sandals. I touched up my makeup and hair, sprayed myself with some perfume and we headed upstairs to the party.
I couldn’t stop looking at Tess all night. We had been at the after party for a few hours. She was dancing with Cara in the living room of the presidential suite where the party was being held. She looked fucking sexy the way she was moving her hips to the music. I still tasted her on my lips. I don’t even know how we ended up kissing. I didn’t even plan on kissing her at all tonight, let alone almost mauling her in an elevator. As soon as she looked up at me with those eyes and bit that lip of hers, I was done. I couldn’t resist the urge any longer. I kissed her with everything I had. I wanted her to know when we pulled away that she was mine. Even if I didn’t kiss her again all night, I wanted to make sure it was something she would never forget and, by the way her body reacted, I am pretty sure I was successful.
I thought back to the lobby. She didn’t know it, but I was watching her while we were waiting for the elevator. She looked so sexy, rubbing her swollen lips with her fingers. Watching her trail her fingers across her lips as she thought back to our kiss made something inside me ignite. Knowing that I had done that to her, that look of pure pleasure in her eyes was because of me—I couldn’t control myself. I needed to see her come undone. Pushing her up against the elevator wall was a risky move, but fuck, I’m glad I did it. Hearing her moan was bona fide satisfaction. If only we would have made it back to the room without running into Cam. Bastard.
Maybe it was better that we did get interrupted. I sure as shit do not want to be rushed with her. I want to take my time and savor every last second. I want to watch her as she falls apart from my touch, I want to hear her scream my name over and over, and I want to see her eyes when I take her over the edge.
I couldn’t take it anymore. All this thinking of sex was killing me and I needed to touch her again to make sure I wasn’t dreaming this whole night up. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She leaned back against my chest and raised her arms up around my neck. I buried my face in her neck and breathed her in. Nope not a dream—there is no way a dream would ever smell that fucking good. It took every ounce of control to keep myself from picking her up and taking her back to our room.
Just as I started to get really comfortable, she removed my arms from her waist and start walking over to Brent, the after party DJ. When Brent wasn’t at the fire station, he was a part time DJ. He actually made really good money doing weddings and small parties like this and he was always busy with gigs. Brent smiled down at her from his little make shift stage and held up his finger to her, telling her silently that it would be just one minute. He was talking to someone on the phone and it looked serious. She looked back over at me and gave me a little wink.
Cam came up next to me while I watched Brent lean down and whisper into Tess’ ear.
“Dude,
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