Thrust: Bad Boy Racing Romance (Fastlane Series Book 2) (34 page)

He didn’t linger long. Within seconds, he’d knelt between my legs, pressing against my stomach with one hand while lifting one of my legs over his shoulder. Marco swallowed my mound whole, devouring me. I cried out, my screams echoing off of the skyscrapers surrounding us.

He licked at my folds, swirling and slurping them. The entire time, Marco slid his fingers up and down within me, driving my need to stratospheric heights. My hips sagged, giving way to the relentlessness between my legs. A primal rhythm began to build inside of me, manifesting itself with an unconscious thrusting of my hips. Sighing and whimpering, my desire spiraled while I drifted towards my release.

Every second that passed, Marco stepped up the intensity, pressing his mouth and flicking his tongue against my swollen folds. My entire body began to drift, shaking, and I knew it wouldn’t be long. Marco’s hand, the one that pinned me against the ledge, meandered down my stomach, hovering just above my clit.

I brought my head forward, my voice cracking. “Oh my God, Marco… Oh fuck.”

In the very next second, he pressed into my swollen bud with his finger. A sound, somewhere between a scream and a squeal, sputtered from my mouth. Undaunted, Marco swallowed me whole once again, all the while rubbing my clit with vicious circles and torturing me from within with strokes of his fingers.

I was losing my strength, my ability to stand. I sucked in my lower lip, biting hard and looking down at him while he devoured me. A surge of lust moved through my body like an electric shock and I slid my fingers into his hair.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,” I chanted, pulsing my hips against his face. “Oh shit, oh shit, oooooohhhhhhhh!!!”

My upper body rocked, gyrating back and forth. All of my unmet desires, my carnal needs fused, focused on a single point between my thighs. Orgasm
shattered me
, blinding me with a crippling wave of pleasure.

DANI

Once I finished, Marco stood in front of me, opening his fingers in my direction.

“Take my hand, Dani.”

I reached for his outstretched digits, intertwining mine within them. Marco walked ahead of me, leading me back towards the hotel room. Once we entered, he pulled me around in front of him and let go of my hand.

I stood there, still punch drunk, basking in the afterglow of my climax.

Marco said nothing, but instead stripped away his clothes. My eyes feasted on the specimen in front of me. Muscles bulged, ridges of hardness and striations crisscrossed his body like a sinewy roadmap. Now fully nude and hard as stone, Marco stepped towards me and helped me remove my shirt and bra.

I ached to feel him inside of me once more. My need didn’t go unnoticed. Marco’s gaze darkened, turning threatening. Without a word, he reached for me, cupping his hands beneath my ass and lifting me into the air.

A shaky breath spilled from my mouth. Carrying me in his strong grasp, Marco took several steps, at last pinning me against the wall. The momentum caused the back of my head to strike it. Too concerned with what he was going to do next, I swallowed my pain, pinching my lip between my teeth.

I flopped my arms over his rounded shoulders, closing my fingers into the thick muscles of his upper back. Just then, the tip of his rigid shaft pressed against my opening. Marco lingered there for a moment, just long enough to kiss me once.

Immediately after he thrust upward, and the swollen head of his cock penetrated me at last. My head fell back, colliding with the wall again. I gasped for breath, my lips forming the shape of an ‘O’ while I gripped his backside. Leaving only one hand underneath me, Marco reached up with the other, slapping his palm against the wall with all of his might.

“Yes,” I sighed, biting my lip with an ever-increasing pressure. “Yes…”

Marco’s shaft violated me, the ridges and grooves of it stimulating my insides with each pass. The lips of my pussy consumed every inch of him, suctioning around his length. After every thrust, Marco leaned more and more of his weight against me.

I could feel him growing inside, strengthening and lengthening.

I peeled my head away from the wall, pressing my lips to the curve of his ear and whispering, “Oh, Marco, don’t stop. Please.”

Marco continued to take me, the friction of his movement driving my desire ever higher. I locked my legs together at the ankle, pulling them hard into his muscular ass.

He ravaged me, each insertion and withdrawal sending me up and down the length of his dick. His strength made me feel weightless, like a plaything for his amusement. Marco’s powerful hips crashed against my ass, every impact crackling with sound off the walls all around us.

Soon, a familiar urge began to swell between my legs. I didn’t know if I would be able to take it again. My eyes rolled back in my skull, my head kissed the wall, and a deep, sustained groaned poured from me.

“Uuuunnhhhh…” I sputtered, my body rocking back and forth underneath the shocks of his thrusting. “Marco, Marco, Marco!”

Marco grunted, unconcerned with my cries of ecstasy.

Within seconds, I began to shake like never before. My hips pulsed and gyrated. Marco increased his speed and intensity, causing my breath to fill my lungs with shallow, desperate gulps. And then, it happened.

Crying out, I closed my fingers hard into Marco’s back and locked my hips and legs around him like a vice. My second orgasm rocked me to my core, nearly taking my breath away over the next minute or so. Marco’s effort brought a sheen to his tight skin, causing it to glisten. While my climax receded, I moved my fingers from his back, over the top of his shoulders and brought them to rest on his thick pecs.

“Are you ready, Dani?” he puffed between strokes.

My eyes fluttered closed.

“Mmm, hmm.”

Marco’s entire body flexed from head to toe, especially his cock. My pussy, swollen and slick, wrapped around him with hunger. With every stroke, Marco grew larger and drove deeper. Using all of his weight, Marco rocked my body up and down, slamming me into the wall.

For several more minutes he continued to drive himself within me, each time bringing himself closer to release. I bounced on top of him, every thrust rippling through my body like wildfire.

All of a sudden, Marco moaned, his head drifting backward. His speed increased, growing quicker by the second until at last, he squeezed my ass cheek with a crushing grip. Marco fired his hips upward, thrusting the entire length of his dick inside. Flexing beneath me, a long moan bellowed from deep in his abdomen.

A moment later, I felt him jerk and pulse within me. Warm streams exploded upward, shooting deep inside. For several seconds, Marco continued, his cock twitching and filling me with everything he had to offer. His bliss began to recede at last and he leaned away, exhaling an exhausted breath. Even so, he held me there, suspended off the ground, and looked into my eyes.

I reached for his hair, gliding my fingernails through it and caressing his scalp with loving strokes. Seconds later, I moved my mouth towards his.

We kissed.

DANI

The next morning, I woke with the sunrise. Warming streaks of orange and yellow fell across my cheek, bringing me back to awareness after a night filled with bliss. Rolling my head to one side on the pillow, I noticed Marco still asleep. I’d only looked at him for a moment or two when my phone began to vibrate.

“Shit,” I whispered, doing my best to slide out of bed without waking him. Tiptoeing across the room, I snatched it from inside of my purse to silence it.

It was the office.

Looking back over my shoulder, I could see it hadn’t disturbed him. But instead of answering the call, I let it go to my voicemail. Once it did, I made my way out onto the veranda to check the message. Bernard left a short voicemail, only asking that I call them as soon as possible. After hanging up, I tucked the phone down inside of a robe I’d thrown on when I got out of bed.

After, I leaned against the railing on the veranda and looked out over the city. Nibbling on my lower lip, I tried to come up with reasons for their call. If I’d been home alone, I wouldn’t have wasted any time, but being here with Marco made the decision cloudy. Doing a half turn, I glanced in the direction of the room and the bed.

It didn’t look like he’d moved.

A moment later, I slid my hand down inside of the pocket of my robe and pulled the phone out.

“The hell with it…” I grumbled, swiping it on and dialing the office number.

It was still early. No one should have been there - especially not Bernard and Leopold, but after two rings, Bernard’s voice came over the line.

“Dani!” he said, his voice full of enthusiasm. “Thank you for calling us back so quickly. Give me one second while I put you on speaker phone so that Leopold can join us.”

“Okay.”

While I waited, I cursed myself for giving in so quickly.

If they’d really wanted to talk to me, I should have made it a lot more difficult for them. After all, for the way they’d treated me… it was the least they deserved. Even so, I didn’t have a job and not a lot of money saved. I was stuck, and there wasn’t much I could do to fix it.

Just then, Bernard returned.

“Dani, I’ve got Leopold here with me now.”

“Good morning, Dani,” Leopold began, sounding every bit as upbeat as Bernard. “How have you been?”

I hadn’t bothered to tell anyone about my father’s illness. In all the time I worked at the firm, I’d preferred to keep my private life, private. I had no intention of changing that rule for the sake of making conversation with the two of them.

“Fine,” I lied, leaning against the railing. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to get right to the reason for your call.”

“That’s what makes you such a winner, Dani,” Bernard replied. “It's your determination, your drive to make things happen.”

I pulled the phone away from my ear for an instant, frowning at it.

“What the fuck?” I muttered.

Bringing it back to the side of my head, I spoke into the phone’s mouthpiece.

“Um, thank you for that. As I said, I don’t have much time. Please.”

Leopold cleared his throat.

“Bernard, if you don’t mind, I’ll take the lead on this.”

“No, I don’t have a problem with that.”

“Dani,” Leopold began, increasing the volume of his voice. “For starters, Bernard and I owe you an apology. Some things have come to light since our meeting with Mrs. Rhys.”

I shook my head, disgusted but not surprised. Leopold continued.

“We can discuss all of the details but suffice it to say, we’d like to reinstate you first, as an employee of the firm and of course, offer you the full partnership we promised with the signing of Mr. Rhys.”

I slid my tongue across my lower lip ahead of my reply.

“What about Serena? The threats of her attorney and the lawsuit?”

Bernard jumped in, interrupting me.

“You’ve got nothing to worry about where Mrs. Rhys is concerned, Dani. Should Mrs. Rhys ever attempt to bring any litigation against you, the firm will pay for your defense.”

“Absolutely, Dani,” Leopold added. “Bernard and I have discussed this and are absolutely committed to bringing you back to the firm.”

Of course, I hadn’t expected them to respond in any other way. Clearly Marco’s aggressiveness had its impact on them. In reality, their promise to defend me against Serena rang hollow. They had to know as well as I did that she'd never do such a thing, now that her plan had been uncovered.