31. Chapter 31
Chapter 31
The elevator was completely glass except for the metal doors. I was currently staring at the inside of the elevator shaft, but I knew once we rose above the ground floor, I would have a clear view of the lobby.
And anyone there would have a clear view of me. Excitement infiltrated my every cell.
Surely he didn’t plan to fuck me in here where anyone would be able to watch. Right?
Doing as I was told, I wrapped my fingers around the metal bar that was waist height for me and spread my legs. “Wider,” Rider growled, nudging my legs obscenely wide with his knee. As the elevator began to rise, he placed one hand on my hip and slid the other up the inside of my thigh from behind. “Very messy down here, Lena.” His voice was stern, which only made me messier.
“Your fault, Rider,” I returned as he pushed two fingers inside me.
Oh shit! There was a large group of people in formal wear milling about in the lobby. I could see them clearly, which meant they could also see me. Glancing down, I was relieved that my dress covered my bare pussy from the front.
With his mouth at my ear, Rider began to finger-fuck me with ruthless efficiency. I was so keyed up when we left the bar, I was sure I would come as soon as he touched me again. But with all those people down there. I can’t…
“Get out of your head, pretty girl. My room is on the fifty-fifth floor, and you have until then to come all over my fucking hand. Or else.”
“Or else what?” I squeaked as his ring finger reached forward to give my clit some attention.
“You don’t want to know,” he replied ominously, only ramping up the thrills running up and down my legs. My pussy tightened around his invading fingers as he sped up his movements. “Fuck, you hear that, baby? You hear the sounds your cunt is making for me? Such a nice, wet, tight, little pussy. It’s crying for my touch, isn’t it?”
“Y-yes,” I stammered, my breath forming a circle of steam on the glass in front of me. The sounds of wetness filled the elevator car with every in and out movement of his thick fingers.
“You’re going to come right here like a good fucking girl, and then, when we get to my room, I’m going to make you choke out my name around my cock while you suck me off.”
Good fucking hell!
He continued spewing pure filth into my ear, his skilled fingers never stopping between my legs. “I want you to drink me down, and if you spill a single drop, I’ll spank your pussy until it’s bright red and swollen. And then I’ll fuck it till you’re raw.”
His words ignited me, and my sex clenched hard around his roughly plunging fingers. “God, I’m…”
All movement and speech ceased when the elevator stopped on the twelfth floor. Shit, shit, shit! Rider quickly stepped closer to me, but didn’t remove his damn hand from beneath my dress. I could only hope his body blocked my bare ass from view as I heard two women enter the car, their voices chattering happily.
“Which floor are the guys on?” one asked.
“Seventeen. They’re so effing hot,” the other giggled.
Rider leaned forward, his voice a hissing whisper. “I feel you pulsing around my fingers, cari?o. You have to hold on for five floors. Don’t come until they get out of this elevator, or I’ll bend you over and fuck your ass in front of them.”
My hands clasped the rail so hard they cramped as his fingertips massaged my G-spot, not enough to make me come, but enough to keep my impending orgasm from fading completely away. He did seem to be quite well versed with how the female anatomy worked, as he’d mentioned back in the bar.
I listened to the beeps that indicated the floors passing and decided this must be the slowest damn elevator in the entire world. A whimper of frustration escaped my lips, and in the next second, Rider’s wet fingers left my pussy and pressed against my lips.
“Be quiet and suck,” he demanded softly. When he pressed both digits inside my mouth, I rolled my tongue around and around them, tasting myself as he nudged his hard-on against my ass.
I almost collapsed with relief when we reached seventeen and the women disembarked. Rider pulled his fingers from my mouth, dragging my saliva down my chin before returning to his previously scheduled activity, destroying my vagina with his touch.
His movements were fast and savage, hitting all the right places as he grunted directions at me. “Look down at all those people. You’re going to come for them, Lena.”
“I… I…”
“Let them see how beautiful you are when you lose control. I guarantee every man down there wishes he was the one fingering this hot little cunt. And every woman wishes her man wanted her so much, he would make her orgasm in an elevator, even with everyone watching.”
My head thunked forward against the glass as the car rose. I could no longer make out individual faces, but I imagined all those people looking up and watching me get finger-fucked. The thought was exhilarating.
Rider’s mouth sucked the side of my neck, and his erection throbbed hot and heavy against my hip. I focused my gaze on his reflection in the glass. His eyes were closed, lips parted against my neck, and he appeared to be in ecstasy, simply from pleasuring me.
And that, as much as anything, tipped me over the edge. “I’m… coming,” I panted, barely able to force the words out as the orgasm swelled inside me and broke like a wave crashing against the shore. “Yes, god, yes!” I cried out, my knees weakening to the consistency of cooked noodles.
Rider wrapped a thick arm around my waist, taking my weight so I didn’t collapse into a puddle on the floor. “That’s it, baby. You’re my good girl, aren’t you? So beautiful when you come all over my hand.”
If I hadn’t already suspected I had a praise kink, I was fully aware now. His adoring words extended my climax beyond what I thought was humanly possible. He tilted my face toward his and gave me a series of soft kisses before pulling his other hand from beneath my dress.
Then he smeared both our lips with my arousal and kissed me again, our tongues lapping at each other’s mouths. It was perhaps the most intimate thing I’d ever done.
Through my blissful haze, I was confused when the floor felt weird beneath my feet. That’s when I realized the elevator was coming to a stop.
“I’m not sure I can walk,” I announced, only half joking, and Rider immediately swept me into his arms, carrying me out into the hallway. About halfway down, two men walked toward us, their eyes fixed on my limp form. Oh my god, how embarrassing.
“My girlfriend had too many margaritas at the bar,” Rider explained, giving them a wink as we passed. I could hear their knowing chuckles as they continued on toward the elevators.
Once inside the room, he set me on my feet and steadied me with firm hands on my waist. “Go to the bathroom, my messy Lena. Do you need help?”
“No,” I assured him, though I walked slowly in the high heels. Nothing killed sexy vibes quicker than a broken ankle. After cleaning myself and using the restroom, I emerged into the room. It was a suite with a large sitting room in front of floor-to-ceiling windows and a door off to the side that I assumed was the bedroom.
But the focal point of the space was the man sitting with widely spread legs in a roomy navy-blue armchair. He’d untucked and unbuttoned his shirt, giving me a view of the prime real estate that was Rider’s torso.
His gaze was focused intently on me, the eyes of an animal ready to rut, and one hand rested on his crotch. As soon as he saw me, his fingers curled around the thick rod in his pants, making the outline of his cock visibly apparent.
My freshly cleaned pussy dripped at the sight. He looked so fucking dark and dominant, and my steps faltered when he held a hand up in a stop gesture.
“Undress for me, querida.” The demand was delivered quietly, but it was a demand nonetheless. So I did.
“Eres tan jodidamente hermosa,” he said in a sexy Spanish accent—which made me want to kiss the hell out of those full lips—before translating. “So fucking beautiful. Now I want to see how you look on your knees for me.”
His hungry eyes roved up and down my naked body as I lowered myself to my knees. “Fuck,” he ground out through clenched teeth. “Crawl to me, Lena.”
Sweet baby Jesus in a manger! This was some next level shit. I’d read about this in romance novels, but it had never turned me on when a man asked a woman to crawl to him. But from the mouth of this man? It was a different story altogether.
So I dropped to all fours and crawled across the plush, carpeted floor until I was directly in front of the imposing man. His hand reached out and stroked my cheek, and I tilted into the affectionate touch.
“Thank you, sweetheart. You’re my good girl.”
My cheeks heated at his praise, and my chin dipped demurely. “Thank you, Rider.”
With two fingers beneath my chin, he lifted my face and leaned forward for a tender kiss. “Sacame la verga.” I blinked at him, not understanding. I’d had three years of Spanish in high school, but I wasn’t familiar with that phrase. “Take my cock out,” he explained, leaning back and looking arrogant as hell as he waited for me to follow his order.
I did it gladly, unbuckling his black leather belt with meticulous fingers before undoing the button at his waist. When I lowered his zipper tooth by tooth, I raised my eyes to his. A tightness strained his jaw, and I was afraid he’d snap a tendon when I reached into his underwear and pulled out his dripping cock.
“Devórame por completo,” he groaned, and I didn’t need a translation for that. He wanted me to devour him completely.
And I would. But first… My tongue looped around and around his mushroom head, licking up his arousal before cleaning his shaft with long, slow licks.
“Mmmm, you taste good. Is all this for me?” I teased, stroking the hard length of him before wrapping my lips around his crown.
“Hell yes, baby. All for you. Suck me down. Please.” His voice trembled around the plea, and I’d never felt more powerful. Yes, maybe I crawled across the floor for this man, but now I had him begging for my mouth.
I lowered down onto him, inch by inch, my lips stretching around his girth. One of his hands wrapped several times around my long blonde ponytail, and the other gripped my throat as I bobbed up and down on him.
“Joder, sí. Me chupas la polla muy bien, bebe. Tu boca es tan caliente, tan perfecta.” I caught enough of that to know he was still praising me. But to be honest, it didn’t matter what he said when he spoke in Spanish to me. He could have been saying he likes pi?a coladas and getting caught in the rain, and it would have sounded sexy.
His fingers tightened slightly around the sides of my neck. “Tell me whose cock is stuffed in your mouth, Lena. Choke out my fucking name.”
I did, though he was filling every inch of my mouth with his thrusts, and it came out more like “Wy-wer.”
Rider dropped his head back against the chair, his moans becoming louder as he abused my mouth in the very best way. I’d orgasmed in the elevator less than fifteen minutes ago, but the sensuality of this situation had me wanting more.
Twisting my ponytail, he controlled the movements of my head as he lifted his fine ass from the chair and fucked up into my mouth. He was so long and thick, causing saliva to drip down my chin.
“Fuck, I’m about to blow in your pretty mouth, Lena. Can you take it?”
I nodded, wanting it all, and took his length as far as I could down my throat, doing my best to suppress my gag reflex. The first spurt was huge, and I clung to his thick thighs, drinking him down as he bit out a mixture of English and Spanish curse words.
When his body finally sagged deeply into the chair, I smiled around my mouthful before releasing him and kissing up his torso. He pulled me into his lap, his face the picture of serenity when he traced my face with his fingers.
“Dios, woman. You blew my damn mind.”
“That’s not all I blew,” I reminded him, earning me a chuckle before his face turned serious.
“You were perfect, cari?o.” Eyes the color of the ocean locked on mine as he used his thumb to gently clean around my mouth.
“What is cari?o?”
“It’s a term of endearment. Like sweetheart or honey or baby. Do you like when I talk to you in Spanish, or is it too confusing?”
“Does this answer your question?” Taking his hand, I guided it between my legs to feel how soaked I was. His cocky smile spread slowly across his face as he fondled me almost lazily. “And I understand some of it, but they didn’t teach the dirty words at my high school.”
“Too bad. Those are the most fun,” he said, holding my chin. “I want to taste myself in your mouth. Quiero saborearme en tu boca.” Then he kissed me until my toes curled.
When we finally came up for air, I glanced down and then back up, lifting an impressed eyebrow as his dick twitched beneath my butt. “Glad to see the old boy is showing some signs of life. I was afraid I’d killed him.”
He laughed and gave my clit a flick. “He’ll always resurrect when you’re around.” His finger slipped along my crack until he reached my back hole. “You up for some ass play tonight, Lena?”
“Yes,” I said with a nod, and in the next second, Rider was standing with me cradled in his arms. I ran my hands over his muscular biceps and shoulders, loving that he could carry me like I weighed nothing.
Dipping his head, he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth as he kicked the door to the bedroom open. Then he moved to my other breast, his tongue circling it before nipping it with his teeth. I closed my eyes and buried my hands in his hair while his mouth worked up over my neck and to my jaw.
“Open your eyes for me, Lehra.” I did, surprised that he’d used my real name during our role playing. He settled on the edge of the bed with me in his lap. Our eyes met, and we were no longer Lena and Rider. We were Lehra and Cruz. “I have so many things I want to do to you, but I never want to hurt you, okay?”
“Okay.”
His big hand cupped my cheek. “I’m going to be rough with you, but if I do anything you don’t like, just tell me, and I’ll stop. Would you like a safe word?”
I shook my head. “No, I trust you to stop if I ask you to.”
“Good girl,” he said, pulling me forward for a tender kiss. Then he stood and tossed me on the bed. “Spread your legs, Lena. I want to look at your little pink pussy while I undress.”
Sliding back into my Lena role, I did as he told me, lying back on my elbows and spreading my legs wide while I watched him watching me. There was only a lamp on beside the bed, but his tattoos popped in the dim light when he shrugged out of his shirt.
This man was so damn fine, rocking muscles on top of muscles. His chest and shoulders were broad and covered with taut bronze skin, and his torso tapered to a lean waist that I wanted to wrap my legs around.
And the bottom half? Dayum! His thighs were thick, his ass was a perfect bubble, and his cock was long and heavy.
With both hands, he reached for my waist and flipped me over with little effort before slapping my ass. “Up on all fours,” he snapped, and I immediately complied. My eyes widened when he went to the nightstand and pulled out a pink rose toy, a bottle of lube, and a silver anal plug that scared the bejeezus out of me. He tossed them all on the bed.
“I’m not sure what you think you’re going to do with that thing,” I commented, biting my lower lip and nodding to the plug.
He laughed. “I think you know exactly what I’m going to do with it. It’s going in that tight ass of yours. The one I’ve been thinking about fucking all night.”
Eek!
The bed dipped behind me, and warm hands massaged the globes of my butt as he pressed wet kisses down my spine. “Put your chest on the mattress, Lena,” he demanded quietly.
I lowered myself until my breasts touched the fluffy white duvet, a smile crossing my lips when Rider playfully bit each ass cheek.
“Quiero follarte por detrás. I want to fuck you just like this, from behind. But first…” I yelped when Rider buried his face in my pussy and began eating me like a man who just got out of prison and was presented with a nice, juicy steak.
Smooshing my face into the covers, I rocked back against his hot mouth, loving the burn of his scruff against my sensitive tissues. “That… feels… so good,” I panted, my voice slightly muffled.
“Mmmm, me encanta tu fragancia,” he groaned, using his nose to rub against my clit. “I want to bathe in the scent of you.” Then his tongue circled my back hole, and I squeaked in surprise. No one had ever put their mouth on me back there .
Rider wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled me tightly against his face as he lapped at my ass. I could feel the heat in my face, probably from embarrassment because I liked the forbidden act more than I should have. When the tip of his tongue slid inside and his thumb massaged my clit, I moaned into the mattress.
“Fuck me. Please fuck me,” I begged.
Rising up on his knees, he spread my ass cheeks apart and spat. His warm saliva landed directly on my back hole, and I whimpered when I felt something touch me there. His voice turned soft and soothing. “Just my finger, baby. For now.”
For the next few minutes, he worked one and then two fingers into my backside, adding lube as he patiently prepared me. Then he reached for the plug. “I’m going to put this inside you and then I’m going to fuck your pussy until you come.”
“Okay,” I breathed. I’d never been more turned on in my life, though the size of that damn thing filled me with a sense of trepidation. But also excitement. Rider rolled the metal plug up and down my back, and I stammered, “W-what are you doing?”
“Warming it up,” he replied, and I noticed that the cool metal was indeed warming from being rubbed against my skin.
I tensed when he placed the tip of it against my asshole, but he stroked my lower back and spoke quietly. “Shhh, relax, baby. I’ll go slow.” And he did, taking his time and distracting me with firm, skilled fingers on my clit. He worked the toy in and out of me, occasionally stopping to add more lube, before finally saying, “It’s all in, Lena. Are you okay?” My head twisted around to find him staring down at me with concern.
“It’s all the way in?” He nodded. “It doesn’t even hurt,” I replied.
Rider chuckled at the surprise in my voice. “It’s not supposed to. I want to make you feel good, not hurt you.” He leaned over my back and pressed his lips to mine. “I need to be inside you, bebe. Can you handle both your ass and your cunt being filled?”
His fingers were still circling my clit, keeping me on edge, and I felt like I was about to go crazy. “I’ll give it a damn good try,” I replied, wiggling my butt playfully.
After one final kiss, he rose up behind me, spanking my ass on each side and causing my tiny hole to clench around the plug. “Hold on tight, cari?o. You’re mine tonight, and I’m going to fuck you bare.”
Those dirty words only added to the sense of danger of this scene. I was about to let a very possessive stranger screw me in his hotel room without a condom.
“Yes. Please,” I begged, curling my fingers into the covers as I felt the head of his cock at my pussy. He eased in a couple inches, and the feeling of fullness overwhelmed me. “Fuck, go slow.”
Grasping my hips in both hands, Rider held me steady as he pumped shallowly, letting me adjust to having both holes filled. “So fucking tight, Lena,” he gritted out. “Your sweet pussy is strangling my cock.”
“It feels good,” I whimpered. “I can take more.”
“Jesus fucking Christ, woman.” His fingers were going to leave bruises where he was grasping my hips as he slid all the way home. He held himself deep, and I could hear his harsh, heavy breaths between his words. “You’re so goddamn sexy.”
I eased my hips forward and then back a few times, fucking myself on his dick and causing us both to moan our pleasure. The piercing on the bottom of his penis stimulated my clit when he was balls deep, and I knew it wouldn’t take long before I was coming all over him.
“Fuck me. Please. Hard and fast.”
Rider pulled back and slammed into me, jolting the plug in my backside. Bursts of erotic sensations flickered outward from my center as he let out a masculine grunt. And then for the next few minutes, he showed off his stamina. He fucked me relentlessly with sharp snaps of his hips, the sounds of our flesh smacking together joining with the sound of the headboard banging against the wall.
The sex was hard and fast, just like I’d asked for, and the smells and noises of fierce fucking filled the room. My entire body tingled with my oncoming orgasm, and when Rider placed his hand on the back of my neck and held me down…
I shattered.