Chapter 5 #2
When the display shows one floor above the lobby, Drew slips his finger out and pulses it against my clit, making me tremble, before drawing it out of my pants. I was so close to the edge, but now all that falls away as I quickly button and zip myself up.
Drew sucks his finger into his mouth and my pussy throbs, needy, achy.
“Tease,” I hiss at him.
He chuckles and the woman glances over her shoulder. I give her a small smile and she looks to the front as the doors open to the lobby. They step out and we follow them.
Drew turns me toward the back, deeper into the hotel. As we walk by the restaurant, Alyssa Wyndham, my mom’s friend, steps out with her husband.
“Sara, what a surprise to see you here.” Her gaze takes in Drew’s hand on my waist and then to how I’m dressed in jeans and a shirt. “Are you two having breakfast?”
“No.” Drew smiles and I can almost feel him turning on the charm. “Just heading home.”
My cheeks flush. Yeah, I’ve never been caught doing the walk of shame, because I haven’t had to do it before. But pretty sure this time I’ve been busted and it was my first time.
“Oh.” Alyssa clutches her husband’s arm as her eyes widen. Her fake smile stays locked on her lips though.
“It was a pleasure running into you, but we need to head out.” I smile and tug on Drew to get him to walk away. Fortunately, he’s in a hurry too because he nods and gives his farewells.
When we step outside, I break into a laugh. Of all the luck.
“Come on, princess.” Drew leads me to his car and I step inside. The divider is already up. He climbs in after me.
“Do you know who that was?” I’m curious if he knows who we ran into.
“The Wyndhams.”
“My mother’s best friend. Fuck, I joked about getting a phone call from her this morning, but I thought it might take longer than one night at a hotel before someone caught on.” I shake my head.
Drew draws me onto his lap and opens my jeans.
I arch an eyebrow. “What are you doing?”
“Making sure you come one last time before I drop you off at home.” He slides his hand inside my panties again. His eyes lock on mine.
“Fuck,” I whisper as his fingers pushes inside me.
“Show me your breasts like a good whore.”
“We’re still going with the whore?” I take off my t-shirt.
He grins. “You liked it last night. And I’m sure if I whispered all the filthy things I wanted to do to you in that elevator, you would have gone off like a volcano. Now, show me your breasts and touch your nipples.”
I wet my lips as I ride his hand. Pulling down the cup of my bra, I cup my breast. “Like this?”
“Both of them and fuck my fingers just like that.” He leans back as he watches my hands.
I get even wetter and do as he says. Palming both my breasts while I ride his fingers in a car that, if someone got close to the windows, they might make out our shadows.
“Drew,” I whimper. I’m so fucking close again.
“Feed me your nipple, my little whore.”
I lean forward and he takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. His palm rubs my clit as his fingers thrust in and out. It takes me over the edge fast and hard. I cry out as I ride his hand, arching my breast deeper into his mouth.
He draws back and takes his fingers out of me, then grabs a handkerchief to wipe his hand off. “Finish me.”
I don’t hesitate to slide to the floorboard and undo his pants. When I draw out his cock, I look up at him and take him into my mouth.
“Tap three times if you need out.” Drew grabs my hair. “Blink twice if you understand.”
I blink twice and feel my arousal swell.
“Such a sweet little whore.” He moves my head up and down, going deeper each time. I suck and lick where I can. “Touch your pussy and fuck yourself while I fuck your mouth.”
I whimper as I slide my fingers over my sensitive clit. Relaxing my throat, I let him use my mouth while I work on getting myself off again. When he pushes in deep, I gag a little.
“Fuck, Sara.”
I swallow around him and moan as I fuck myself. He thrusts into my mouth a few times before he comes down my throat, shaking beneath me. I swallow him down as my own climax hits me. My pussy gushes over my fingers.
Drew lifts me onto his lap and takes my fingers out. He sucks them clean before he does up our jeans. Taking a wipe from a compartment, he cleans both our hands before disposing of the wipes. He brushes the hair from my face and kisses me softly.
“I like treating my princess like a whore.” He nips at my lip.
I sigh and curl into him, tracing the curves of his lips with my fingertip. “I like it too.”
“Were you okay with the elevator?”
My cheeks flush because I really should say no, but I’m sick of doing what I should do. “Yes. Both times.”
His grin is the only approval I need. “I’ll come by later, okay?”
“I’d like that.” I kiss him, rubbing my tongue against his, tasting both of us.
“Fuck, if I didn’t have to go, I’d take you upstairs and fuck you on every surface so the guys would have to call in a cleaner.” His eyes sparkle with that mischief I love.
I laugh. “Good thing you can’t come up then because Dante is a bit of a neat freak.”
“Noted.” He smiles and brushes his lips against mine. “Not that I could tell last night.”
Heat courses through me. I want that again and I’m afraid it was a one-time deal. Being passed between them. I don’t think I ever came down.
Drew’s phone vibrates. “They’re here.”
The door to the car opens as the driver stands to the side. I blow out a breath and Drew helps me out of the car. I thank the driver, walk to the door of their apartment building, and turn back to see Drew still watching me.
A little shiver goes through me at the promise in his eyes. This isn’t the end.