Authors: Kimberly Lowe
“The door…” She breathed.
“What?”
An adorable giggle slipped through her lips and onto his. “The door is open.”
It was taking a moment to register what she was talking about. A light dining sound and the approach of voices made him aware of his surroundings. He let out a short chuckle. They were still in the elevator. Somehow his brain had cut that detail out for a wild minute.
Taking her hand they walked out into the spacious hallway. An elderly couple smiled as they passed. The older gentleman gave him an all-knowing wink as he led his wife into the elevator. They had seen them. How long had those doors been open?
Madeline laughed shyly as she cuddled into his side. “They saw us.”
“Yep.”
He chuckled back. Tucking her under his arm Justin wrestled with his conscience. He shouldn’t be doing this.
This
was going to cause big problems. Anyway he dealt this hand it would come out bad. Though here he was like a puppy on a string. More like a wolf.
“You’re thinking too much.” She purred. Gliding out of his hold, she ran the card threw the slit. “Stop it.” Once the light on the card reader turned green,
Maddie had him by his suit jacket pulling him into hotel heaven.
Jordan gave one last thrust before his orgasm took him. Kendra called out as well, although he could have cared less. This was all she was good for. She knew it, that’s why she kept asking for it.
“That was so good, baby.” She moaned.
“Of course it was.” He chided with an ounce of disgust.
She laughed completely unaware of his disapproval. “I need a shower. Join me.” She bounced out of bed making her large breast bob up and down.
“What will you wash if I do?” His banter was for himself only. Maybe if Madeline hadn’t insisted on waiting until they were married then maybe he wouldn’t go to Kendra.
Then again maybe not.
Maddie didn’t look like the kind that would keep him satisfied. She was too sweet and inexperienced. That could be fun for the first little while. But it would get old fast. He would put good money down that under that dress she wore tonight there were big white panties and a matching bra. God, how long would it take him to get her out of granny-panties and into black lace?
“You might have to join me and tell
me what to wash.” Kendra’s fake
Marilyn Monroe
voice slithered out of the bathroom.
He laughed. No, he will definitely have to keep Kendra around. Why waist good talent?
Madeline’s breathing was hard against his neck as Justin balanced her on his hips while bracing her up against the wall. They were still dressed and yet he felt every inch of her through the fabric.
“
Oh…J-J—
Oh
!” She cried holding on to him. The zipper of his pants rubbed, tantalizingly against her wet panties. She cried out in pleasure, while he continued to move in an erotic motion.
“You like that.” He didn’t put it into a question. She only nodded, as he kissed the base of her throat.
Then like an angel’s cry she screamed out her first orgasm. Giving her a questionable look, he kissed her on the corner of her mouth. “That was fast.”
Her angelic eyebrows dipped slightly in the middle. “Was it?” She panted. “It was just so incredible. And you didn’t even get me out of my clothes.”
“I can cure that.” He smiled wickedly. Reaching for the zipper on the side of the gown, luckily he had found it during their little romp, he slowly pulled it down. He kept his eyes on hers waiting for any sign for her to stop him.
“At that speed you’re never going to see what’s under here.” She teased, shrugging off the noodle-thin straps.
A bolt of white hot heat raced through his veins. “What
do
you have on under there?”
She giggled while pulling down the top of her gown. Fire red lace barely covered the twin mounds of perfect
flesh. Each breath she took threatened a peak at her hardened nipples.
“Oh, sweat lord.” He growled.
“It comes with matching panties.” She announced. Climbing off his lap she stripped the dress completely off.
His gaze skimmed over her midriff, to the delectable skin past her slim waist. Above the lacey top of her panties was a tiny clump of soft dark curls. A shadow behind the lace was the sweet tease to his senses of what awaited him.
“Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.” He breathed. His fingers ran over her shapely hips which were decorated with strips of red lace. Vaguely aware of her dainty fingers fumbling with his shirt buttons, he slipped two of his own fingers under the lacey haven. Rubbing her lightly from clit to the sugary entrance of her womanhood until her juices lubricated both of his fingers.
Forgetting the buttons momentarily, she fisted his shirt as he felt her velvet, slick bud.
The pearl-like button to her desire. Swirling it around with his middle finger, he kept his eyes on her flush face. She was so close to her release he had to feel it entirely. They both drew in a breath as one digit entered her wet welcome. She was so tight, almost
too
tight.
Throwing her arms around his neck he felt her threaten to come apart in his arms. Her marvelous body hugged his one finger so vigorously that he nearly came himself. Daring his libido he slithered in another finger. She came atomically.
Holding her for a moment he let the waves settle. He kissed her neck, jaw, earlobe, cheek, to the corner of her mouth loving the heat that radiated off of her.
“Take me to the bed.” Her voice shook with her command causing him to look into her eyes. “Please....”
He smiled as he lifted her up. It was only a few steps to the king-sized bed, which he was thankful for. With her breast bumping up against his chest he barely made it that far.
Laying her gently down, Justin hovered for a moment above her. He hadn’t had a coherent thought since she pulled him through that door. There was an alarm of some kind going off at the base of his brain. It was too faint to really grasp what it meant. He knew he should stop and think about it for a minute. But when she reached awkwardly behind her and unfastened the sexy garment all logical thought vanished.
“God, Maddie! Do you have any idea what you do to me?” He gasped when she removed the naughty, red lace revealing the most perfect breast he had ever seen. Bringing his mouth down slowly in fear that the goddess before him would disappear he skimmed his bottom lip over one erect nipple.
Her fingernails grazed along his scalp sending shivers down his spin in their wake. Nipping at her puckered nipple, he pulled tenderly with his lips until she whimpered.
“You know,” She sighed, pushing her luscious flesh deeper into his mouth. “I think your clever mouth can make me come this way too.”
Now there was an idea. Hating to leave those perfect mounds, he kissed his way down to the one place she was still covered. Reveling in the tender spots of her satin skin a growl deep in his chest seemed to shake his entire body.
“Oh, good heavens! You are going to make me come again!” She squealed.
He laughed. “That’s the plan.” Before she could respond he removed the wet strip of lace. It was now official, to him she was perfect everywhere.
Without a second thought his mouth was on her devouring her in greedy gulps.
No one should taste this good
. He thought as his obsession with this ideal creature over took him. Her body contracted around his tongue, which was refusing to stop its deed until she was soaring. Her third orgasm seemed to be best so far, with her fist white knuckled on the bedspread, and her legs convulsing on either side of his head.
It took a moment for his brain to register the ripping sound that seemed to be coming from the head of the bed. Getting up, he stumbled forward with shock. His heart felt like it was going to explode.
She was crying; hard. One hand rested on her chest, while the other covered her eyes, but not the tears.
Climbing onto the bed careful not to harm her further, Justin ran a shaky hand through his hair.
“Sweetheart? Look at me honey…Did I hurt you?”
A laugh busted through her trembling lips. “No!
Not at all!” She shot up, cradling his face with her delicate hands. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. It was—it was better than I ever imagined.”
Pushing back some of the lose hair, he chuckled lightly. He had never brought a woman to tears while making love to
her. It gave a gratifying jolt to his ego. This could be something he could get used to. If the woman he made cry joyfully was Maddie.
“No
w, it’s your turn. Let me do to you what you keep doing to me.” She breathed as she unbuttoned the last three buttons that she had momentarily got sidetracked from.
“My love, men only get one turn. And I’m not ready for it yet.”
He groaned, nuzzling his face deep into her neck.
“No. Wait.”
Moving back enough for their eyes to meet, she lifted one beautiful brow while grinning viciously. “I bet I could prove you wrong.”
“You are a vixen.” He snicker
ed.
“You bring it out in me.”
Rubbing her nose lightly against his as she spoke, he barely noticed his shirt slipping away from his shoulders.
Her fingers slid the fabric down his arms and off his hands with such sexual grace his body tensed instantly. Those wonderful hands worked on his pants while he nibbled on her delicate earlobe.
“That isn’t fair.” She moaned.
Ignoring her silly comment, he pressed his mouth against her
neck sucking on her pulse. How this wasn’t fair he couldn’t comprehend. Feeling her pleasure over and over seemed quite fair.
“Wow, y-your distracting me.”
Her breath caught. Then tunneling her fingers into his hair she took his mouth hungrily. Making love to it like he had to feminine lips only moments ago.
Never breaking the kiss, she climbed into his lap. Using his knees he lifted her up, and then gently down upon one of the pillows. He laid there for a moment with her underneath him. Taking her lips softly, he wanted a moment to just feel her. The way naked breast brushed against his now bare chest. How her legs wrapped around his. Then there was the way she caressed his back with slow even strokes.
She trailed her fingers along the hem of his slacks. Coming to the opening she slid one hand in encircling his penis. Gliding her fingers over his tip, he knew she felt the tiny moister beading there. She smiled, taking her hand back out she brought her fingers to her lips tasting his wet desire.
“
Maddie, I want you.”
Not just now but forever
. Leaving that thought in hiding he struggled out of the rest of his clothes.
Leaving his gaze train on her, his heart doubled in rhythm. She had kept her fingers in her mouth still tasting his need. The image was so sexual he wasn’t sure if he could last that long.
Reaching for him, she whispered seductively. “I want you too.”
He crawled back in place, taking her mouth as his painfully hard member took her gratefully.
The head of his cock was scarcely past her brink when he realized how tight she really was. A sudden break to his sanity had him reeling. “Maddie, are you a….a virgin?”
She giggled, making her even tighter. “No. But it has been awhile.”
His arms shook as he braced himself above her. His brain told him to pull out, but his body begged for him not to. “Sweetheart, maybe we should wait.”
Biting down on her lip, she glanced down at their joined bodies. There were precious seconds where he thought she might take him up on that offer. And although it might have killed him, he would’ve stopped.
Yet, that wasn’t what she had in mind. Thrusting upward she took him whole, causing them both to cry out in unison. Lowering her hips she slid to his tip then rocketed upward again. Her hips began their decent once again, but before she came back up he shoved down making him deeper than he had either time.
She screamed with pleasure. Her hand reached up trying to find something to hold onto. When she found nothing, she tried searching elsewhere. Bringing up his own hand he interlaced their fingers giving her what she wanted as they found a rhythm together.
“Come on, love.” He coaxed, sweat beading between his shoulder blades. Kissing her flush cheeks, he whispered over her parted lips. “Let me hear you.”
Her little moans and sighs became louder as he drove harder. “That’s it. That’s it.” He chanted until they were both yelling their pleasure.
Coming harder than he had ever before, Justin let slip the three little words that came solely from his conscious. “I love you.”
Madeline cuddled lovingly against his strong chest. She could die right now and be happy. Making love to him had been a thousand times better than she ever thought possible.