Singapore Fling (2 page)

Her eyes were dilated and if she licked those
plump red lips one more time he’d yank her across the table and
lick them himself. She was aroused but would she take him up on his
offer? He couldn’t wait any longer. He’d take the choice out of her
hands. Putting his glass back on the table, he came to his
feet.

“Come on. I’m through waiting.”

Saxon 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.

Carly’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.”