Feel the Heat: A Contemporary Romance Anthology (13 page)

S
axon plucked
the drink from her hand, slapped the almost-empty glass down next to his before he wrapped his hand around her arm and hauled her to her feet. He took money from his pocket and dropped it on the table. There was too much but someone would get a generous tip because he didn’t plan on hanging around to count out the right amount or wait for change. Carly sputtered a protest, a miniscule little squeak that told him all he needed to know about her willingness to go with him.

Leaving the bar, he led her through the middle courtyard of the hotel to the elevator. She fought to keep up with his long strides and by the time his finger stabbed the up button her breathing was labored. Due to arousal or their sprint across the paved area? He couldn’t be sure, but his own breathing was shallow and rasped in his ears. Heated blood pumped through his veins and filled his cock. If she felt a tenth of the lust he did, it would be enough.

The doors swished open and he pushed Carly in ahead of him. He pressed the button for their floor. When the doors closed, he spun around and pinned her to the back wall. Wedging his leg between hers, he ground his thigh on her crotch. Heat scorched his skin through the layers of clothing. She was on fire. He pressed harder, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her beautiful mouth. The invitation was clear and he took it.

Slamming his mouth to hers, he sucked her bottom lip between his teeth and bit into the tender flesh. Her gasp of surprise allowed him access to the dark warmth his tongue sought to claim. All the months of holding back, waiting to take her, exploded into the kiss. He dominated, ravished and took without apology. Every corner, every recess became his. Her flavor was like a drug, the more he tasted the more he wanted.

His cock pulsed and he pumped his hips, pushing the throbbing organ against her supple belly. With the fingers of one hand tangled in her hair, he held her midnight tresses tight to keep her mouth under his. His other hand molded itself to her breast, her nipple prodding his palm. Drawing his hand back, he dragged his fingers over the mound until they caught on the bud. Using the padded tips, he tugged and pinched until the peak turned rock hard.

She moaned into his mouth and thrust her tongue against his while grinding her pussy on his thigh. He raised his leg, forcing her onto her toes, and felt her body quiver with her building orgasm. The ding of the elevator barely registered but the gasp of the elderly couple waiting when the doors opened did.

Saxon jerked away and Carly slid down onto the soles of her feet and kept going. His arm shot out and wrapped around her waist. Holding her to his side, he walked them out onto their floor. On wobbly legs, she tottered beside him. Quickening his steps, he marched them down the hall. His blood boiled, every vein filled to overflowing and his cock had never been so stiff. They’d never make the bed. He’d take her the second they got inside the room.

Keycard out, Saxon swiped it through the reader and elbowed the door open. They stumbled inside. He turned them around, used their combined weight to slam the door shut and trap Carly between the solid timber and his hard body. Her soft curves cupped his rigid angles, molding to him like she was custom made to fit. Small hands slid up his back and gripped his shoulders as she thrust her pelvis into his. His testicles drew up under his body and pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock.

The air was ripe with the scent of their arousal. Her aroma made his taste buds water and crave a sample. He claimed her mouth first, indulged in the pleasure of kissing her lush depths. Carly demanded as she gave, bold strokes and savage stabs of their tongues meshed their mouths and sent his libido soaring. His balls and cock stung with the urge to empty his seed. Their hips set in a rhythm as old as time, they bucked and rolled in search of relief from the fire burning them alive.

He ripped his mouth from hers, sucked in a gulp of air before lunging for her neck. Her skin felt like silk, smooth and delicate. He nibbled and licked his way to the pounding pulse in the shadowy indent at the base of her throat. With an open mouth, he kissed and suckled the tender flesh, her heartbeat vibrating across his tongue. His nostrils filled with the smell of her, a light trace of the perfume she always wore, the one that drove him wild, and her own unique musk. A combination of clean skin and hot female enticed him to savor, to relish.

The sounds tripping past her lips drove him further into the carnal hunger to take, possess. Purrs, whimpers, murmurs, the hitch of breath when he found a sensitive spot, all dragged him into the inferno of raging lust that consumed them both. He couldn’t wait. He had to have her now.

How he tore himself away from her he’d never know, but he did. He yanked his wallet from his back pocket, fumbled for the condom he kept inside.

“Strip,” he ordered.

He tossed his wallet over his shoulder and ripped the foil packet open with his teeth while undoing his jeans. He sheathed his rigid length as he pushed his pants past his hips. Covered, he looked at Carly. Her eyelids at half-mast hid her vibrant green eyes, her swollen red lips and flushed, sweat-covered skin were the sexiest sight he’d ever seen. She fumbled with her skirt zipper but he was through waiting. He gripped the hem, gathered the material up to bunch at her waist revealing the black lace strip covering her sex.

Damn.
That
was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.

Slipping his fingers into the elastic sides of her panties, he pushed the scrap of cloth down her legs until it dropped to the floor. The aroma of her cream drifted up to him as he moved his hand between her legs and encountered wetness. It coated his fingers and covered his palm. Her slick folds parted as he slid along her clenching pussy, then drove two digits into her with ease.

Carly moaned in pleasure and thrust against his invasion. Saxon pumped in and out, hard and fast. His thumb brushed her clit and her inner muscles clamped around his fingers. He wanted that tight vice surrounding his cock. Withdrawing his hand he lifted her leg.

“Put it over my hip, open for me.”

Without hesitation she did as he asked and tilted her pelvis to give him a better angle for entry. The head of his cock hit her slick opening and his eyes crossed. Lightning shot through his dick into his balls and settled at the base of his spine. He bent his knees, thrust forward and sank to the hilt in one swift shove. Her back hit the door and it rattled on its hinges but her cry of delight put his mind at rest about hurting her. Burned from tip to root, he kept his cock still, enjoying the thrill of finally being buried in her sweet body.

* * *

C
arly’s body
clenched tight around the man buried inside her. Every ridge, every pulse and twitch of his cock ricocheted through her sensitive pussy walls. Her muscles convulsed, clamped and released as they milked his flesh and dragged a growl from his throat. His shaft jerked, hit her in places never before touched. Stretched to the limit around him, her slick channel stung with pleasure.

She needed more, wanted him to pound in and out of her until her world exploded. A whimper fell from her lips as he withdrew. A cry of delight burst from her throat when he slammed back in. Caught between his body and the door she couldn’t thrust back. Carly moaned in frustration.

“More,” she demanded as he shoved in again.

Saxon grabbed the leg not around his hip. Tugging, he used the door to brace them as he lifted it around his waist. When the angle of penetration changed, she dug her heels into his ass and sank down on his cock. Impaled farther than she’d ever been before, on the thickest shaft she’d ever had, Carly could do nothing to stop the orgasm ripping through her.

Her back arched, her body grew rigid as the wave of ecstasy crashed over her. He didn’t stop, didn’t slow down. He plunged in, pulled out. Hard. Fast. Deep. She didn’t come down from the peak, her breath trapped in her lungs as he drove her into the next mind-numbing explosion. A scream tore from her chest, echoed around them, mixing with Saxon’s howl of satisfaction as he came.

They slumped against the door. His weight held her up even when her legs slid from his hips and her toes touched the floor. She shook all over. Tiny shudders—mini replicas of the spasms that had racked her body moments before. Fire filled her lungs with each breath and her sex pulsed around the softening length still buried inside. Some small part of her mind marveled at what she’d done. She’d had sex with her boss. Not just any sex, but mind-blowing, body-destroying sex.

She could get addicted to sex this good.

She could get addicted to him.

“Wow.” The word escaped her on a puff of air.

“Yeah, I knew it’d be good, but…”

Saxon slid his cock from her body, allowing her feet to settle on the floor fully. Someone must have snuck in and replaced her legs with cooked noodles because they failed to support her when he let go completely. Her back slid down the door and she crumpled to her knees. She found herself face-to-face with a magnificent specimen of the male anatomy. The large pool of cum sitting in the tip of the condom turned her on like nothing else ever had.

The power in knowing she’d made him lose control in the most basic way spiked through her, igniting her blood and her arousal until she shook with the desire to wrap her lips around that monster and do it all over again. She’d never be able to take all of him. But she’d be damned if she didn’t want to give it a try. Her mouth watered and her tongue slipped out to catch any drool that might have escaped.

“Keep that up and I’ll fill that sexy mouth so you can’t tease me with it,” Saxon growled.

Her gaze flew up to meet his. The naked hunger in his blue eyes slashed through her and shot heat and sensation to every nerve. Her clit pulsed and more saliva pooled in her mouth. Carly pulled her lips between her teeth and bit down to stop her wayward tongue from sneaking out for another pass over the bottom one.

His nostrils flared and his pupils grew so large only a thin line of blue around the edges remained.

“Don’t move,” he ordered as he reached between them and removed the used condom. His other hand grabbed the back of her head, tangled in her hair and tugged her forward. “Suck it. Wrap that naughty little mouth around my cock and suck it.”

The harsh command and rough hand took her by surprise. Unsure if she was comfortable with his demand, she fought to keep her head away. It didn’t matter. He held her in place and thrust his hips forward using the head of his cock like a battering ram on her closed lips to gain access to her mouth. Fingers snagged and tugged at her hair.

“I said suck it, Carly.” His stern voice rippled along her nerves and moisture flooded her pussy.

When she refused to open her mouth he used his other hand to block her nose, forcing her to open her mouth to breathe. As soon as her lips parted he shoved forward and pushed to the back of her throat. She gagged.

“Breathe through your nose.” He let go of her nose and gripped the side of her head. “Relax your throat.”

Her eyes watered and her lips burned as they stretched around his girth. He stroked either side of her head, not moving in or out. She tried to calm the panic. He wouldn’t let her suffocate, she knew that, but fear mixed with desire in a potent combination of lust. When she managed to get her breathing under control she glanced up to find him watching her.

“You have no idea how sexy you look with my cock spreading your lips until they can’t go any farther.” He untangled one hand and trailed a finger around where their flesh met. “I’m going to fuck your mouth now, Carly.”

Flash fire burst in her pussy. He took what he wanted. Demanded she submit to his desires and forget hers. She should be angry—turned off. Instead, she was hornier than she’d ever been in her life,
thrilled
by his intention to use her for his pleasure. Moisture pooled in her sex, hot and wet, it spread onto her thighs. Her breasts grew heavy and her nipples turned unbearably tight, aching to be touched.

“You like that?” He pulled back an inch, pushed back in. “You like me using you?”

The feral smile on his lips spoke more than his words. He knew what he was doing to her, knew she was aroused by his control and he loved it. She moaned as he moved again.

“Oh yeah, you like it. If I touched your pussy my hand would come away wet, wouldn’t it? You’re so hot down there, so close to coming, but you’re not going to. No more orgasms for you unless I say you can have one.” Both his hands were tangled in her hair, holding her head still as his strokes grew longer, quicker. “Did you hear me, Carly? No coming unless I say so.”

She couldn’t answer, her head immobilized by his hands and her mouth full of his cock, she could only communicate with her eyes and the suction of her mouth. She sucked him harder.

“Good girl. Now relax that throat so I can shove my cock down it.”

Carly’s body jerked. His words sent shudders down her spine, electrifying her flesh with white hot lust. The gravelly tone of his voice stroked and titillated her skin like fingers. She reached out to steady herself on his thighs but he had other ideas.