4. Isaac
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ISAAC
“ W hy the hell aren’t you wearing panties again?” I grunted as I shoved Hannah against my hotel room door and kissed her hard.
Her lips tasted like champagne and wedding cake, and it was fucking delicious.
I fumbled with the key card, jamming it into the slot six times before it finally unlocked. I couldn't remember the last time I felt this pent up and out of control.
"Panty lines," she whispered, stumbling as I walked her backwards into my suite. “Can’t wear them with this skirt.” She gasped when I grabbed the neck of her blouse and tore it right down the middle, sending buttons scattering across the room.
“Do you know what I would have done if I had known you were bare under there when we were dancing?” I hissed, spinning her to face the wall, trapping her by pressing my forearm across her shoulder blades. I pulled the zipper of her skirt all the way down and grabbed her ass cheek. Hannah let out a little squeak and spun around.
I ripped her skirt off and made quick work of her shirt. Her breasts were restrained by barely lined black lace. I palmed them both and rolled her nipples between my fingers.
“ Isaac, ” she whimpered, stomping her foot against the marble entryway.
I tilted my head and nibbled on her earlobe. “You should walk around like this more often,” I murmured. “You're a bombshell.”
And she was. Perfect tits that were just enough to play with, an ass and a pair of legs like a damn supermodel. And she was just short enough for me to toss her around. This was going to be fun.
I freed the hooks of her bra and tossed it aside. Then, taking Hannah’s hand and turning her to face me, I looked her up and down.
She was completely exposed except for that pair of fuck-me heels she’d been in all night and a pearl necklace around the base of her throat.
It was November, but she still had a dark tan lingering from the summer months. Big brown eyes and pink lips widened as I reached between her legs and cupped her sex.
“You ready for this?” I asked, working my fingers between her wet folds.
Hannah nodded and went to toe her high heels off, but that wasn’t how the night was going to go.
“No, ma’am,” I said, picking her up and throwing her onto the bed. “You’re gonna keep those on while I fuck you.”
She opened her mouth to argue with me, but I wasn’t having that either. I crawled on top of her and stuck two fingers—still covered in her wetness—between her lips.
“Suck,” I ordered. Hannah let out a little squeak of protest, so I shoved my fingers in deeper. “Show me what you’re gonna do when I put my cock in your mouth.”
Her eyelids fluttered shut, and she moaned like a goddamn porn star as she closed her lips around my fingers, swirled her tongue around them, and sucked hard .
After a moment, I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and swiped them across her nipples, leaving a glistening path of saliva. I blew a puff of air across her tits, making her nipples pebble before giving them a lascivious nip with my teeth.
“Oh my God,” she gasped, arching her back and wrapping her legs around my waist.
The spikes of her heels dug into my lower back, and I welcomed the bite of pain. I slipped my fingers into her core and stroked her walls in a steady rhythm.
Holy fuck—she was close already. I felt those tell-tale flutters of her inner muscles clenching and flexing around my fingers. Just a few more flicks of her clit and she’d…
“Isaac, no!” Hannah keened. “Please don’t make me come yet. I don’t want it to be over.”
“Let’s get something straight, Princess,” I said firmly as I smacked her pussy. “I’m not making love to you. This is gonna be hard and fast and it’s only gonna end when both of us get off. And you’re in for a shock if you think I’m stopping after one orgasm.”
Hannah cried out and fisted the sheets as I thrust my fingers deep, teasing her G-spot. She melted into the mattress, catching her breath. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” she said, staring at the ceiling like she was looking straight into heaven.
“Seriously?” I scoffed.
Hell Yes Ma’am raised an eyebrow. “If your head gets any bigger, it’s not gonna fit in the room.”
“I meant “Seriously, that was a weak ass orgasm . ” You can do better. Let’s go again,” I snapped.
“Are you kidding me?” Hannah laughed. “You nearly maul me in the elevator, strip me down, toss me on the bed, and make me finish in three seconds flat, and you honestly expect me to be able to go again?”
I stood beside the bed and shrugged out of my suit jacket. I loosened my tie and slid it out from under my collar. I didn’t waste any time getting my pants and shirt off. “Yeah. I do.”
She rolled her eyes. “Are you one of those guys that expect every girl to be able to go nine rounds and still walk in the morning?”
“Are you one of those girls who think a pathetic finish like that is acceptable? Because you deserve better.”
“You’re an asshole,” she clipped, sitting up and swinging her legs over the side of the bed.
I caught her around the waist, tossed her over my shoulder, smacked her ass, and carried her across the room.
“Never said I wasn’t. Watch your head, Princess,” I warned as I laid her across the in-suite desk. Foil packet out and latex rolled on, I gave my dick two quick pumps before grabbing the backs of her knees and sinking deep into her pussy.
“Isaa— oh, fuck,” Hannah clapped her hands over her mouth to keep from making a sound.
Ladylike was the last thing I wanted her to be. Her legs tightened around my waist as I trapped her hands above her head. “I wanna hear you scream.”
She shook her head, biting her lip to stay quiet.
I snapped my hips in quick succession and nearly knocked her head into the wall.
“You’re gonna wake the whole inn!” she choked out.
“Good,” I grunted. “Then at least they’ll hear you when you have a proper orgasm. Squeeze my cock with your pussy. Let me feel it— oh, fuck yeah. ”
I let go of her wrists and grabbed her ass, lifting her hips and thrusting into her at a punishing pace. I felt my own release rushing toward me, but I chased it away. I needed to see her finish.
“Isaac,” she moaned, gripping the sides of the desk with white knuckles. “I can’t?—”
Had no one ever properly fucked this woman ?
“You will,” I reassured her. “Just let go.” I lowered her hips and reached between us, flicking her clit until she slapped her hand hard against the unforgiving wood and shuddered with the force of an earthquake.
She didn’t move. Her pearl necklace stuck to her glistening skin as her chest heaved up and down while she caught her breath.
“Hell yes, ma’am,” I smirked as I leaned down and kissed my way up the flat plane of her abs. She shivered in response.
“I should smack you for calling me that, but I feel all tingly, and I don’t want it to go away.”
“Don’t go anywhere,” I said, pecking her lips and sliding out of her. “I’m not done with you yet.” I walked over to the minibar and grabbed a bottle of water, discarding the mostly unused condom in the trash can. I strode back to Hannah. She propped herself up on her elbows and rested her head against the wall.
“Thanks,” she said, twisting off the cap and taking a long drink. She passed it back, and I guzzled half of it down.
I put the top back on and helped her down from the desk, holding her steady while she got out of her heels. The orgasm I had pulled out of her had her walking on shaky legs like a newborn giraffe.
“You good?” I asked, giving her the option to tell me she was done.
Hannah smiled, but it wasn’t the fake-ass look she’d been peddling all night. This time, it reached her eyes. Her nose wrinkled up just a hair and, fucking hell, it was adorable.
“I’m good,” she said.
Naked as the day I was born, I took her hand and walked out to the balcony. The night was warm for November.
I sat down on the chaise lounge, pulled her down onto my lap, and looked out at the glassy black water. There were sparse lights from fishing trawlers dancing across the surface. Hannah sat awkwardly between my legs. She was stiffening up and that just wouldn’t do.
“We’re not done yet,” I murmured, shifting her lithe body until she laid her back against my chest and stretched her legs out on the chaise.
My erection pressed against the dip between her ass cheeks. She wiggled in response, teasing me. I wrapped my arms around her and took both breasts in my hands.
She moaned and closed her eyes, leaning her head back into the crook of my neck. I kissed across her shoulder, skating my hand down her abs to toy with her clit.
She let out a desperate hum, bucking her hips to meet my touch.
I leaned down, brushed her hair back, and kissed behind her ear. “What are you thinking about right now?”
A graceful smile spread across her lips. “How much I hate that stupid ring you wear.”
I chuckled and spanked her pussy. Hard.
Hannah yelped and jerked forward. “What’d you do that for?”
“Just showing you what you’re missing,” I said as I slid two fingers inside her pussy. I lowered my voice to a rough whisper and added, “You and I both know that you got twice as wet when I touched you like that. When I take charge.”
She shook her head but didn’t dare deny it.
Was I on the verge of blue balling myself? Yes. Did I want to see Hannah come for a third time before I got off? Hell yeah. One night was all I was giving myself with her. I was gonna make it count.
“I want to see you come again,” I ordered with a calm voice. Moonlight danced over her naked skin, illuminating all the places I wanted to devour.
“Two is magical,” she said in a strangled rasp. “Three is impossible.”
“Maybe for the amateurs you’ve been with before this,” I quipped. “I’m either finishing you with my mouth or with my hand. Your choice, Princess.”
She whined and writhed against my hand as I upped the ante. I wrapped my other arm around her middle and yanked her back against me as far as I could. I sank my thumb into her pussy and teased the tight rosette between her ass cheeks with my index finger.
Hannah bit down on her lip, alternating between quiet whimpers and sharp gasps. I pushed harder, teasing her with just the tip of my finger. She rocked her ass and threw her head back, letting out a guttural string of profanities. I tweaked her nipple and massaged her breast, blending every sensation in perfect harmony.
Hannah squeezed her eyes shut. “I—I’m gonna,” she trailed off and trembled from head to toe.
“Now I think you’re getting the hang of it,” I teased as I sat her forward and left a blazing path of kisses down her spine. She shivered and curled into me as a gust of cold air blew in off the ocean.
I scooped her up and carried her inside, kicking the French doors shut. I stretched her out on top of the bed and kissed every inch of her body.
With every touch, she grew more and more sedated. Her short brown hair was a mess around her face, and her cheeks were tinged pink.
I wasn’t one for platitudes in the bedroom. Sex was sex.
I didn’t get attached and I didn’t do the same girl twice. It was easier that way. One night with me was all they got and, for most, that was enough. Maybe if I kept her sated enough, it would burn any affection from her mind.
I didn’t know why I was worried that she would get attached. She said she fell for men easily, but she also made it clear she did not like me in the slightest. I was just the guy that could get her off more than she ever had.
I rolled on a condom and slid in easily. “Tell me something,” I grunted, testing her with shallow thrusts that had her thrashing, before pushing in hard and bottoming out. “Am I the best you’ve ever had?”
A seductive smile curled up on her mouth. Hannah skated her hands up and down my thighs before reaching around and grabbing my ass. “I’m not answering that,” she giggled.
“Why. The fuck. Not?” I asked, punctuating each word by grinding my pelvis against her clit.
She let out a wanton moan and shook her head. “You’ll make fun of me.”
“Probably,” I snickered. “But I wanna know anyway.” I bent down and stole a kiss.
She mewled, peeling away and throwing her head back as I sank deep into her pussy again. This time, I was getting off, and I was going to make her go four for four.
Hannah nodded, panting between thrusts. “You’re talented—I’ll give you that.”
That little stroke to my ego, mixed with all the pent-up pleasure, was enough to send me careening over the edge with her. I grunted and dropped down to my forearms as my release spurted into the condom.
Hannah moaned as she twisted her head around and kissed the side of my neck. Her lips on my skin were soft and sweet, but the knowledge that our night together was almost over dissolved my euphoria.
I eased off her and got up to dispose of the condom. Hannah looked at the bedside clock and laughed quietly. “I can’t remember the last time I pulled an all-nighter. I’m usually in bed by nine unless I’m working an event or out with the girls.”
I smirked. “I think I was seven or eight years old the last time I went to bed that early.”
She got up and looked around for her clothes, but I wasn’t quite done with her just yet. If I was going to be the best she had ever had, I wanted to set the bar impossibly high.
My sadistic side wanted to ruin her for every other male on earth. I dragged her into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Our bodies were sticky with sweat, and we smelled of lust and dirty sex. As much as I wanted to bottle up the olfactory memory for a rainy day, the clock was ticking.
I pulled Hannah Jane under the rainfall shower and kissed her, cradling her jaw in my hands. She parted her lips and let out a soft whine as I slid my tongue against hers. Her slender body fit into mine perfectly.
We spent most of the hot water exploring one another at a leisurely pace. Then, she dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth.
I had to brace against the shower wall to keep from collapsing. The sass and snark were gone. There was no blaze behind her doe eyes when she looked up at me as she sucked me off from root to tip.
I wrapped a towel low around my waist before draping one around her shoulders. I handed her the complimentary toothbrush and waited on the bed while she freshened up to her heart’s content.
Hannah Jane came out of the bathroom, glowing from the steam and the sex. Her hair was damp, but she managed to keep her makeup looking flawless. She looked like a dime.
I pulled her down onto the bed, pulled the covers over us and held her until her breathing steadied.
It didn’t take long for Hannah Jane to doze off. When I was sure she wasn’t going to stir, I slipped out of bed, packed my bags, and left.