Chapter 4

His penthouse wasn’t far, a few blocks from the club, but my pulse raced with the unknown as the elevator opened and he pulled me inside. I barely had a moment to think before his mouth crushed against mine. Rough, commanding. It both calmed and made my heart beat faster.

His tongue slipped along mine, eliciting a whimper. I wondered if I could come from his mouth alone. The elevator opened to a dark hallway. He walked me out, pushing me against a wall before hoisting me up—legs wrapped around his waist.

He pushed his body against mine; I could feel his erection. I moaned as his hands cupped my ass, pulling me closer. He lifted one of my legs around him, his spare hand cupping my breast, taking it from the bra and teasing my nipple. I slid my hand down his trousers and took his hardness in my hand, squeezing and tugging. He groaned deep in his throat.

My cunt was aching, and we hadn’t even made it inside his place yet. She couldn’t keep her mouth off him. Finally, he opened the door to the master bedroom. But no respite welcomed me here as he pressed her against the back of the door, pinning my wrists.

We are both getting extremely turned on, and sexual hunger has to be satiated: my whole body is aching for him, and I moan with pleasure. I slide down, moving on his stomach. I can’t stop myself from taking his cock in my hand and gently stroking him. He pushed against it, putting some space between us as he started unbuttoning his shirt, eyes still on her.

He stared down at me, his eyes flitting from her face to her breasts. My whole body was on fire.

I stood up and pressed my palms to his cheeks, planting a firm kiss on his lips. His curls tickled her temples, and she felt his lips turn upward against hers. Pulling away, she breathed in his subtle scent: a hint of forest and first rain.

He was as hungry for this as I was; I could tell by the way he returned the kiss. His breaths picked up, and he filled his hands with my buttocks, pressing me firmly against his warm body.

His penthouse wasn't far, just a couple of blocks from the club, but my pulse raced with the unknown when the elevator doors opened, and he pulled me inside. There was no time to think before his mouth crushed down on mine. Harsh, commanding. It made my heart pound, and it calmed me.

His tongue slid against mine, and I whimpered. I wondered if I could escape his mouth on my own. The elevator doors opened onto a dark hallway. He walked me out and shoved me against a wall. Picked me up, legs around his waist.

His tongue moved over mine, and I whimpered. I wondered if I could escape his mouth on my own. The elevator doors opened on a dark hallway. He led me out, pressed me against a wall, and then lifted me up, my legs around his waist.

My cunt was aching, and we weren’t even inside his place yet. She couldn't stop talking about him. At last he opened the door to the master bedroom. But there was no rest for me, as he shoved her back into the doorframe, pinning my wrists.

We’re both getting very aroused, and sexual hunger must be satiated. My whole body is aching for him, and I moan with pleasure. I slide down, sliding across his stomach. I can't help myself; I take his cock in my hand and stroke him softly. He pushed it away from us and started unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes still fixed on her.

He looked down at me, his eyes flickering from her face to her breasts. My whole body burned.

I got up and pressed my palms to his cheeks, planting a firm kiss on his lips. His curls tickled her temples, and she felt his lips turn upward against hers. Pulling away, she breathed in his subtle scent: a hint of forest and first rain.

He was as hungry for this as I was; I could tell by the way he returned the kiss. His breaths picked up, and he filled his hands with my buttocks, pressing me firmly against his warm body.