Chapter 5
MAREK
“Fucking great.” Desire is raging through my bloodstream and tension coils deep inside me. “Although, all you have to do is look at me.”
I can’t believe this is happening. I’m flat on my back on a hotel bed with Nikki Sullivan straddling me, looking like a fucking goddess with a tangle of dark hair, sultry eyes, and a mouth made for sex.
And then every cell in my brain blows into smithereens when she grasps the hem of her T-shirt and pulls it off over her head.
I’ve had fantasies like this. But those were sad. This is… I don’t even have words. “Nikki.” My voice is a rasp.
She blinks at me and I take in everything—narrow shoulders, slender arms, smooth skin, and the tiniest white bra doing absolutely nothing to conceal her tits. Dark nipples pucker beneath the sheer fabric.
“Jesus.” I can’t stop the groan that escapes my mouth. I lift my heavy arms to set my hands on her waist. “Christ, you’re gorgeous,” I say roughly.
Anticipation surges inside me so huge I don’t even know what to do. I want to give her another orgasm. I want to taste her. I want to be inside her.
I sit up. I reach behind my neck and pull off my own shirt.
I fucking love how she looks at me, her gaze cruising hungrily over my torso, eyes going hazy, her wet, swollen lips parting.
Now she’s sitting in my lap. Her hand curves around my neck, her thumb brushing over the stubble on my jaw.
I slide a hand into her hair and move her head for a better angle, tilting my own head.
I drown myself in her taste, sucking her tongue into my mouth, nipping her bottom lip, again, and again, until I feel like I’m drunk.
Kissing women is nice, I’ve done it a lot, but Nikki’s mouth is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I think I’m in love with this woman.
Her hands drift down my chest, rubbing my pecs, brushing my nipples. That coil of lust wraps around the base of my cock and squeezes, and my skin burns everywhere. A groan rumbles in my chest.
I kiss her neck and her head falls back, a low moan slipping from her lips. I kiss and bite at her shoulder, lick the satiny skin there, breathe in the scent of her skin and her hair—something sophisticated with exotic flowers like orchids and jasmine and maybe… honey? It’s goddamn intoxicating.
I push the thin straps of her bra off her shoulders so I can skim my palms over them, then let my fingertips glide down over her collarbone, over her chest to the edge of the skimpy lingerie. She moans again as I dip my fingers into the sheer fabric and slowly tug it down.
I’m trying to go slow. She deserves it after that bump and grind earlier. But I’m dying to be inside her, as deep as I can get, for as long as I can. My cock is so hard I could drill through concrete, and excitement licks over every nerve ending.
God, she’s soft. Small, but strong, and so sweet. Her tits are perfect. They’re not big but they’re perfect for her, and perfect for me, filling my palms with firm flesh. “Beautiful. Your nipples… they’re… pornographic.”
She huffs a laugh. “Um…”
She pulls her arms free of the bra straps and cradles my face as we kiss more. I find the fastener at the back and pop it open. I kiss her more as I fondle her tits again then fist her hair, enjoying her tiny gasp against my lips as I move her head back so I can lick her throat.
“Let’s get this off you.” I lift her off me and set her on her knees so I can remove her skirt.
It’s stretchy so it comes off easily, and I feast my eyes on her panties, also sheer white with a high waistband and sexy lace panels on the sides.
“Love this.” I trace my fingers over the edge.
The skin of her stomach puckers into goose bumps.
I pull her back onto my lap, this time facing away from me, my violent hard-on pressed to her sweet ass.
I take in the tattoo that starts at the nape of her neck and winds down her spine.
I move her hair so I can get a better look.
It’s music. The treble clef is on her neck and then tiny music notes trail from there down to her shoulder blade in curving shape.
“This is pretty.” I press my lips to the ink, then wrap my arms around her and cup her tits, bending my head to kiss her shoulder.
Her head falls back on me and she lets out a string of filthy, needy sounds.
Slowly, so gently, I slide my hand up to her throat, curving around it, her head still back. I breathe in that enticing scent of her hair and move my mouth to her other shoulder to suck on her silky flesh then lave it with my tongue.
My other hand drops to her stomach, then skims lower into her panties, wet from her orgasm. My shaking fingertips brush over bare skin, so soft and warm.
She lets out a low moan. “Oh, yes…” She caresses my arm, stroking over it up to the hand at her throat, seeming into it.
My other thumb rubs over her nipples. I grip her hair again to turn her head so I can find her mouth and we kiss again, long, wet, devouring, then she pulls away, turns and sits back on the bed, hands behind her. She meets my eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” I say in a low voice, still not sure if this is actually happening or I’m dreaming.
“Thank you.” Her lips curve sweetly.
I go onto my knees, my sweatpants tented by my erection. She studies it then reaches for the waistband of my pants and eases them down, taking her sweet time. Electricity licks over my body.
My cock springs up and her breath hitches. I help her get the sweats off me, tossing them aside and returning to my knees in front of her to kiss her mouth again, then kiss my way down to those erotic nipples. “God, I need to taste these nipples.”
Sweet. Perfect. I tug one into my mouth and suck, my thumb flicking the other one. She’s leaning back on her arms, gasping, gulping, but then she straightens and reaches for my cock.
“Jesus.”
We kiss again as she curls her fingers around my shaft and tugs, and the engorged head of my cock throbs. My hands move all over her.
“I need to be inside you. I need to make you come.” I lower her to the bed and move over her. Her leg comes up to my hip, her heel rubbing over my thigh, and her hand fondles my ass, giving it a firm squeeze.
“God, I love your ass,” she says, then smacks it. A jolt of sensation goes straight to my balls.
“I think I love yours, too.” I pull her leg higher so I can slide my hand down to cup one ass cheek. “Oh, yeah. Fucking perfect.”
We make out for a while like this, me on top, my dick desperate for her. I want to make sure she’s ready, that it’s good for her, and I shift so I can coast my hand down to her pussy. Inside her panties. “Oh, yeah. So wet.”
“I know. I’m aching. I need you inside me.”
Condom.
I pause, gritting my teeth. I have to have one. But where? “Hold on,” I grit out, rolling away. I stride into the bathroom, gripping my throbbing dick, and find a few packages in my toiletry bag. Thank fuck.
She smiles at me when I return, climbing over her, tossing a couple of condoms to the bedside table and opening another.
“Thank you,” she says, watching me.
I hold her gaze. “I want you to feel safe with me.”
“I do feel safe with you, Marek.”
My chest clenches.
I lift her hips to pull off her panties. Christ, I want to taste her. I want to do everything for her. I’ll do that later.
Tonight. We just have tonight.
No. I refuse to accept that. Please, don’t let this be a one-timer. But I am going to make the most of it. Sleep? Who needs sleep?
She reaches for my cock wearing the thin rubber, stroking me, and tingles simmer at the base of my spine. I move closer and she guides me to her entrance. Our eyes meet again and hold as the head of my cock slides through her wet cleft. “Okay?”
“Yes. Please.” Her teeth sink into her bottom lip as I penetrate her.
“Aw, fuck. Nikki… fuck.”
I’m inside her, her body tight and scalding hot.
I drop down onto my elbows and capture her mouth again as I press in deeper and deeper.
She’s making all those sexy noises as I fill her, squeezing around me.
She wraps her arms around my shoulders and holds on as I move, rocking my hips against her pussy, my cock tunneling in and out, the friction gorgeous.
“Are you okay?” I ask softly.
“Mmmhmmm.”
“You feel so good.”
“You do, too.” She moves against me, trying to get even closer, and my balls pull up tight to my body.
I’m so close. So primed. I match her rhythm, consumed by heat and energy surging through me. I need to come but I don’t want this to end. I push up onto straight arms to look down at her. Her chest and face glow pink, her lips are pouty, her eyes slumberous.
“You’re gorgeous.”
She runs a hand down my back to my ass and back up. “So are you.”
“Are you close?”
Her chin dips.
“Need this?” I lay my hand on her pussy so gently and find her clit.
Her whole body jerks. “Yessss…”
I circle the sensitive bud as I slide in and out of her, watching her face until her abs tighten and she arches off the bed.
“Aw, yeah,” I groan. “Good girl. Come on my cock…” Her walls ripple around my dick and I can’t hold myself back any longer.
I fall down over her and pump fast and hard into her.
She grips me with her legs and arms, and heat bursts low in my belly, sizzling through my hips, my balls, my cock.
The pleasure is soul shattering. Mind destroying. Blinding. I’m lost in it, lost in her. I feel it in my bones, so deep inside me I feel like she’s part of me.
I never want to let her go.