Chapter 15
Chapter
Fifteen
Was this what she wanted?
Yes, it was, even though she shouldn’t. He lived in Perth, and she lived on the opposite side of the country. It wasn’t a quick flight. But the thought of not spending the night with him didn’t sit well either.
It could be one night. One night to be closer to someone than she had been in a long time.
“Yes.” The word a whisper, and she swallowed, leaning back, her butt coming in contact with his hard length. “Yes, this is what I want.” Her words echoed around them in the darkness.
Wilt’s answer was to capture her lips again, as if cementing the commitment they were making to each other.
It would be romantic for him to lift her and carry her back to her bungalow, but she didn’t want to hurt his shoulder any more than it already was.
She pulled her mouth away from his, brushing against them in a soft kiss before lifting herself off him. Indigo stood beside him, looking down at his disheveled hair. His shirt was scrunched up, and a couple of the bottom buttons were undone.
She’d been disappointed when he’d arrived back at her bungalow with his shirt buttoned, his impressive chest hidden away from her. Soon though, she’d be able to see all of him.
Indigo held out her hand. The chances of her being able to help him stand was minimal, but she did so anyway.
He smirked at her as he took her offering, but used his other hand to push himself to standing. Once he was upright, he tugged her close and kissed her again. Hard and full of promise, and she couldn’t wait for him to fulfil it.
No words were spoken as they hurried back toward their accommodation. They hadn’t walked too far, so soon enough, they were standing in between both of their bungalows.
“My place or yours?” he husked.
“Yours.” Indigo wanted to surround herself with everything Wilt.
He rushed her up the two stairs toward the door. The second he had it unlocked, he ushered them through before slamming it shut, the walls reverberating from the force of the motion.
His fingers thrust through her hair, cupping the back of her head, keeping her in place while, with unerring accuracy, he plundered her mouth. His tongue demanded entrance, which she gave, because she was as desperate for this closeness as he was.
Indigo was aware they were moving, but her focus was on his shirt buttons, attempting to open them. In a fit of frustration, she grabbed the bottom of the fabric, yanking it hard. Small plastic discs landed on the floor with little plops.
Laugher rumbled through his chest. “What if that was my favorite shirt?” he asked, as he peppered kisses down her neck.
“I’ll buy you a new one.” The backs of her knees hit the bed, and she fell back, admiring the expanse of flesh on display. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
“What is?” he asked, but seeing as he flexed, he knew exactly what she meant.
Instead, she crooked her finger as she crept backwards, until her back was against the headboard.
A sexy smile broke out on Wilt’s face; his blue eyes darkening in the low lamplight of the room.
He shucked off his shirt, and her mouth watered.
Her fingers itched to trace every ridge of his chest, then lick it.
She’d worked with a lot of male models. Ones who thought they were god’s gift to women, and their bodies weren’t even half as impressive as Wilt’s.
Mesmerized, she watched him undo the button of his shorts and pull the tab of the zipper down. In a flash of movement, he had them off, along with his underwear, and he stood before her naked as the day he was born.
Her eyes fell to his erection, the hard length pointing up.
What would it taste like?
Would he let her suck him until he came in her mouth?
“One of us is overdressed here,” she murmured, as she tugged her T-shirt up and over her head.
“Stop!” Wilt’s harsh demand stilled her hands that were at the waistband of her shorts. “Let me.”
He crawled up the bed like a lion stalking a lioness, ready to show her why he was king of the jungle.
Indigo was more than prepared for Wilt’s prowess to take her over.
He circled her ankle, lifting her leg so that he could place a kiss just above her ankle bone. A rush of need coalesced between her thighs, dampening her panties.
With slow torturous movements, he made his way up until his fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts and underwear. With a kiss to her belly button, he tugged them down until all she had on was her bra.
Her nipples were hard against the lace, and she wanted it off. She wanted his hands on her.
She whimpered when he kissed the inside of her thigh. She could feel her desire for him dampening her skin.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured before he licked her slick folds.
Her breath hissed out of her, and her back arched, angling her hips higher, silently begging him to deepen his touch.
Indigo gave herself over to the feelings engulfing her. “More. Harder,” she begged, and Wilt answered her call giving her exactly what she wanted.
Tingles swarmed her, and she knew she was so close. As if he could sense she was on the precipice of coming, he sucked hard on her clit and thrust two fingers in her, twisting them until they hit the hidden spot most men missed.
It was all she needed, and she shattered against his mouth, crying out his name as her body shook with the force of her release.
She fully expected him to pull away like most of the guys she’d slept with did when she came, but Wilt stayed where he was, his touch lightening as she came back into herself.
He pressed soft kisses on her thighs, the top of her pubic bone, at the bottom of her belly button, then the pink bow of her bra nestled between her breasts. “You are so beautiful.”
He looked up at her, his eyes an endless sea of azure. How could someone’s eye color change so much? She had no idea, but Wilt’s did.
“So are you. I think it’s my turn to touch you.”
He rolled off her and lay beside her. “Go for it.”
For a second she was stunned that he’d acquiesced so quickly.
Her past experiences with guys tended to be them getting what they wanted from her before lying next to her for a few seconds, then sliding off the bed and pulling their clothes on.
Most times, it hadn’t bothered her, because she hadn’t been looking for anything serious, what with her job and all.
But with Wilt, everything about their connection and interaction was different. As if they were meant to be more than ships passing in the night.
Indigo pushed the deep thoughts away. She could examine all the emotions going through her in the cold light of day. Tonight she was going to live in the moment.
Like she did on the beach, she straddled his body. Feeling his hard length brushing up against her ass cheeks was even better without the hindrance of fabric between them.
All it would take would be for her to raise her hips, and then she could sink down on him. Her body shivered in anticipation of Wilt’s long thick cock possessing her.
Would one night be enough?
Would he want more than one night?
Again, she banished the thoughts. Later. She could obsess about that later.
Indigo reached behind her, undoing the clasp, and removed the final barrier of clothing, tossing the scrap of lace on the ground.
Immediately Wilt’s hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them.
Her head fell back and her eyes drifted shut as he massaged and rolled her nipples between his fingers.
Sensations of bliss arrowed through her.
All thought of touching him leaving her, as the desperation to be joined in the most basic of ways consumed her.
Her hands landed on his hard chest, as she fell forward to kiss him. Their kiss was open mouthed and carnal. Their tongues dueling. His hands gripped her breasts harder, and she thrust her butt against his cock, wanting so much more.
Wilt rolled them quickly, and he was over the top of her, looking down at her as if she was a delicious meal. He could eat her up all if he wanted.
“I need you, Diva.” He nipped the underside of her jaw.
Everything he did increased the pleasure building inside of her, until she was sure she was about to pop.
“You can take me, Soldier.” She scraped her nails down his back until she reached his ass. The muscle tight beneath her fingertips.
Everything about this man was honed to perfection. Next time, she would follow through on her wish to learn everything she could about him. Now, though, she wanted him inside of her. Over her. Filling her until there no space between them.
Wilt fumbled with the drawer beside his bed. She knew from her own exploration of her room that there was a box of condoms inside. The owners of the resort thought of everything.
When he moved off her to don the protection, she mourned the loss, but it was mere seconds before he was back between her legs.
He reached down and ran his fingers through her drenched pussy. “So wet for me.”
Words were impossible, so she hummed in agreement.
He notched himself at her entrance, pausing, and she wanted to lift her hips so that he could thrust inside her, but there had to be a reason for him not taking what she offered.
She looked up, and their gazes collided.
“Watch me as I take you for the first time.” His words gruff and full of ownership. She had no problem with that, because this was what she wanted.
“Do it,” she commanded when he hadn’t moved.
Slowly he slid in her; her inner muscles stretching to accommodate him. He pulled out a little and then pushed in a bit further, until he was buried to the hilt. Filling her so completely.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned.
“Yes. So good.”
Their mouths found each other, and as she fell into the kiss, he started to move.
Everything about his strokes was measured, and each time he pushed in, he brushed her clit, increasing the pleasure until she was mindless.
Her head thrashed from side to side. Her hips raised higher and higher, urging him on, until it was all too much and her orgasm slammed into her. His name a silent cry.
His movements became erratic as she pulsed around him. He stilled above her, his back bowing, and the muscles in his neck bulging as he buried himself as far as he could go and shouted out her name. Indigo clutched him close, never wanting to let go.
One moment in time with Wilt was all it had taken for him to ruin her for anyone else.
Had she ruined him as well?