CHAPTER 23
Riggs
Thank goodness for hotel lotion.
That elevator ride almost ended with an oyster in my pants. Damn, I was close. If I didn’t know better, I could have sworn she was pushing her tight ass against me on purpose. But I’m pretty sure she was being forced back by the two guys in front of her. Either way, it was torture.
I grab the lotion off the bathroom counter and a hand towel off the rack, then head into the huge, elegant living room.
My shirt, pants, and underwear leave a trail behind me as I make my way to a plush armchair.
I can’t remember the last time I was this hard.
It’s like the skin around my shaft might tear.
I sit down and lay the towel over my abs, then empty the entire tiny bottle of lotion into my hand.
When I’m this hard, this sensitive, the slightest touch feels incredible.
The lotion is cold on the tip, but it feels so damn good.
I lean my head back and close my eyes. Images of Maddie flood my thoughts.
She’s standing in front of me, fully clothed and swaying her hips to the rhythm of the music playing in my head.
The first stroke down my shaft nearly ends it, but I want it to last. I need it to last so I stop and squeeze with a firm grip.
Deep steady breaths help. My cock twitches, releasing a small amount of pre-cum.
Maddie unzips her pants and slips out of them. Her silk, lacy panties are Christmas wrapping for what’s underneath. I give my rock-hard cock a long, gentle stroke, careful not to touch the tip, not yet. That would be too much.
Spaghetti straps are tied in bows at the sides of her panties. She pulls the string on one slowly. I stroke faster, squeezing tighter.
One side comes undone, then the other, and her panties fall to the floor. Her slit is so beautiful. I want to taste it, to run my tongue up and down it. I keep stroking.
We’re on the bed now. I’m on my back and she lifts her legs over my face.
Her pussy is pressed against my mouth. I suck on her clit and she moans.
My hand runs over the tip and I can’t stop.
I stroke hard, up and over the crown before pulling hard on the way down.
My abs flex involuntarily as I throb. It feels so fucking good and the first pulse sends shock waves through me as I shoot come over my shoulder and all over the chair.
It’s a mess I’ll have to deal later but for now, I can’t stop.
I don’t want to stop as I imagine her grinding on my tongue, her clit swelling as I suck it into my mouth.
I keep stroking as wave after wave of ecstasy makes every muscle in my body clamp down at the pure pleasure of it.
My breathing slows.
I can already feel my cock releasing its tension. Fuck, I needed that. It’s a relief, but I think I’m going to need more lotion before this weekend is over. A lot more.