Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Hill
“Nice ride,” I say when Menace leads me to his car, some sleek European number that probably cost more than my life.
“Want one?” he asks as he opens my door.
Smirking, I sarcastically answer, “Yeah, get me one in black.”
He shuts the door and I look around at the interior. It even smells new. I wonder how often he drives it, or if he drives himself at all. He probably has a chauffeur that takes him where he needs to go.
I can’t believe I’m in Menace Grant’s car. He’s been spank bank material for years, especially when he has an underwear spread. I’m not sure if they pack his briefs with tube socks, but fuck, I’d like to find out.
Menace gets behind the wheel but doesn’t start the car immediately. The air feels charged between us, like we’ll combust if we move.
He looks over at me, that same heated gaze he’s been giving me all night. Fuck, is he feeling it too? This inexplicable draw between us? That buzz that makes me feel like I’ll come out of my skin if he doesn’t touch me?
As delicately as he did when we were inside, Menace runs a finger along my cheek. “What is it about you, Mr. Washington?”
Breathing out slowly, I say in a voice husky with heat, “I could ask you the same thing.”
With a cocky grin, he says, “I know what it is about me. I’m a model, so I know I look good.” A laugh burst from my throat, but the brief moment of humor doesn’t stop the sparks of heat drifting between us. “You don’t see me for that though, do you?”
“I mean, that’s not all I see. But you’re Menace Grant. Young Hill would have given his left nut for a chance to sit in the same car as you.”
Bold as fuck, Menace leans over and drops his hand to my crotch. I jump but widen my legs, letting him grip my hard shaft through my pants. “Nah, I’d rather like your nuts where they are.”
“Fuck,” I murmur, opening my mouth so I can pant while not taking my eyes from his. “What do you want to do with them?”
“Come back to my place and find out.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
Menace leans closer and I think he’s going to kiss me. I can almost feel his plump mouth on mine, warm and soft.
But he only whispers, “Tell me now if you’re unsure. When I get you alone, I won’t let you go until I’m done with you.”
Licking my lips—my tongue barely grazing his bottom lip—I whisper, “Show me.”
Menace’s condo is nice. The opulence is obvious, but it’s toned down and homey.
The open concept makes the condo look bigger, the floor-to-ceiling windows with panoramic views making me feel slightly dizzy.
Still, I walk over to them and look down at the view. It’s breathtaking.
“Why did you pick a place on the twenty-fifth floor?”
Menace steps behind me, his body heat radiating off him into me. “For views like this.” He turns me around and presses his body into mine, tipping my chin up. “And so I can fuck someone against them without anyone seeing.”
Smirking, I rest a hand on his hip. “Have you done that before?” He grins and shakes his head. “Hmm.”
“Have you ever gone home with someone before?” he asks.
I shake my head. “No. I work too much and don’t usually go out. You?”
He shakes his head. “Nah. I was in a relationship for about a year, but things didn’t work out.”
Everyone knew about Menace’s relationship with an up-and-coming model. They looked really good together, but I never felt they had chemistry. I always thought it was one of those industry relationships that was used for good PR for both parties.
“Why?” I ask, the journalist in me making me nosey as fuck.
“I’m too possessive. I wanted more than he was willing to give.”
“What did you want him to give you?” I ask, my chest heaving with how heavily I’m panting.
Rubbing a finger over my bottom lip, he says, “Everything.”
“You trying to scare me away?” I ask innocently.
The last thing I’ll do is run from Menace if he wants to claim me for longer than tonight.
That’s the shit I crave—that all-consuming love that would feel suffocating to most but makes me feel wanted.
After years of feeling abandonment covers me like a shroud, I need Menace to smother me with attention.
Gripping my chin between his thumb and forefinger, Menace tips my head up so I can look into his eyes. “I don’t think you’re easily frightened, are you Hill?”
I shake my head slowly, not breaking eye contact. “No, I’m not. I’m tougher than I look.”
“I bet. You wanna stand here and talk or can I break you in two?”
“You can try, but like I said, I’m tougher than I look.”
Quick as a flash, he spins me around until my chest is against the windows. I curse out a pant, pressing my hands to the cold glass.
Leaning down to my ear, Menace whispers, “I want you to look out at the sky while I fuck you until you scream.”
“Fuck,” I murmur, my chest rising and falling rapidly. “Please.”
His deep chuckle makes my already hard cock lengthen painfully, precome leaking on the front of my underwear. “No need to beg, Hill. I’ll give you what you need. You’ll feel me for days when you leave here.”
God, it’s stupid, but I don’t want to leave. I want to live in Menace’s skin. He does something to me no man has been able to—making me lose my fucking mind with a simple look.
“Don’t move,” he whispers, then his warm weight disappears. I fight not to look over my shoulder to see what’s doing.
Who would have thought a boring charity event would land me in Menace Grant’s condo, my dick hard and my hole twitching to be filled?
Lucian won’t believe this. The one time he dips out on a story, a fucking super model takes me home.
Warmth surrounds me when Menace comes back and presses himself against me. He’s silent as he makes quick work of my undoing my pants and sliding his hand down the front to grab my dick. I hiss, pushing my hips through the circle of his fist.
“Can I fuck you?” he asks, rolling his hips into me.
“Please. Unless you want me to fuck you.”
“We’ll get to that,” he chuckles.
He slides my pants down my thighs and spreads me open. He curses, then spit down my crack, the wetness dripping down to my hole. I moan, poking my ass out so he can get a good look.
“You’re fucking stunning,” Menace says, gently slapping me on the ass. “So beautiful.”
“Coming from you,” I moan, “that’s a high compliment.”
He hums, then I hear the snick of a bottle before two slick fingers drag down my crease and push inside me.
My back arches at the sting, but I love the pain.
Menace lets go of my dick and flattens his hand on my abs as he fucks me open with his fingers.
“I want to drag this out,” he murmurs as he licks and nips at my ear.
“I want you in my bed, fucking begging for my dick, but I can’t wait.
I’ve wanted to fuck you since I laid eyes on you and since you’re here, I’m not going to wait. ”
“Don’t,” I moan, leaning my head against his shoulder. “Give me your cock, Menace.”
He twists my head so I’m looking at him and kisses me roughly. God, he tastes good. His mouth is firm and sure on mine, owning me in a way no one else ever has.
I turn my head as much as I can so he can devour me, my fingers digging into the hairs at the nape of his neck.
A loud gasp has me pulling my mouth from Menace as he slides his thick cock inside me. I didn’t even realize he’d stopped stretching me, I was so caught up in our kiss.
“Fuck, Hill,” he growls as he thrusts deeply into me. “So fucking tight. God damn.”
I whimper, not able to form words as his dick tunnels into me, touching places I didn’t know existed.
Drawing his hips back until only his cockhead inside me, Menace seals our lips together as he slowly pushes back inside. I moan in his mouth, the sound of my pleasure landing on his tongue. Menace groans, fucking me harder to get more.
Gripping my hair, Menace breaks the kiss and turns me back to the window. “Enjoy the view while I fuck you, baby.”
It’s hard, but I peel my eyes open, looking at the skyline and the stars as I moan and pant and beg and whimper and plead for him to make me come.
Menace grunts as he speeds up his thrusts, the sounds of slapping skin filling the room.
Reaching down, I stroke my cock fast, so close to coming I can fucking taste it.
“Gonna come on my window, Hill?” he asks in a deep guttural voice that makes my balls tingle. “Gonna leave me a reminder that I fucked you hard and deep?”
A long groan leaves my lips as I explode, my nut shooting in front of me like a geyser.
Menace wraps an arm around my chest and pulls me close, holding me while he fucks me through my release.
When I’m boneless, Menace pulls out of me and turns me around, pushing me to my knees. “I want to see your face when I come all over you. Want to see those eyes shine with my spunk painting your face.”
Though I’m fucking worn out and can barely keep my eyes open, I lock my gaze with Menace’s and open my mouth, sticking my tongue out for my treat.
Menace’s hand speeds up on his cock, the angry purple of head of him peeking out. With a curse, he throws his head back and roars as he comes, his orgasm landing on my cheeks, chin, and tongue. I swallow greedily, tasting his masculine saltiness.
I hum as I collect his cum and suck my fingers, savoring the taste.
A yelp leaves my lips when he pulls me to my feet and presses me against the window, my naked ass pasted against the cold glass.
His lips land heavily on my mine, his tongue thrust into my mouth, searching and tasting.
He breaks the kiss with a hum. “You’re not going anywhere tonight. I’m nowhere near done with you.”
“That’s good,” I murmur, nipping his bottom lip. “I didn’t plan to leave.”
Menace strips my pants off me, then hoists me into his arms, walking toward the back of his condo. “I hope you don’t plan to get any sleep tonight. I’m going to fucking ruin you, Hill.”
“I can’t wait.”