Chapter 2 #4
He went to grab me, probably to toss me out of the tub, until he looked at the expression on my face.
My amusement at his response was melting into desire.
Because he was standing in front of my face, his rock-hard dick literally inches in front of my nose.
A dick that had been previously hidden by the bubbles of the tub.
A dick that had gotten hard watching me undress down to my underwear.
I blinked rapidly, trying to reconnect my synapses. I was so close, I could see droplets of water running down his abs, down the hard indents of his obliques, dripping down the length of his cock.
“Elsie.” His voice was rough, and I looked up into his eyes. They were hooded, the black in them swirling with desire.
I tore my gaze away from the power of his stare, but that just meant my eyes went back to his dick. I closed them altogether. “Sorry. It’s just the water jets in the hot tub. It’s meant to relax your muscles. It’s fine. It isn’t alive.”
“Elsie,” he repeated. “Why are your eyes closed?”
I raised my eyebrows, without opening my eyes. “Because your cock is in front of my face, and I’m embarrassed.”
“Why are you embarrassed?” His voice sounded closer, but I didn’t open my eyes. I was braver if I didn’t have to look him in the face.
“Because I want to taste it.”
A puff of breath against my cheek was all the warning I got before soft lips touched mine.
My eyes flew open in surprise as Uko deepened the kiss.
I looked straight into his gaze, which was roaming my face as if he were trying to plunder it for secrets.
When his tongue stroked mine, my eyes drifted closed again, and I moaned low in my throat.
He floated between my knees and pushed me back against the tub, his hard dick pressed firmly against my center, only my soaked underwear between us. It wasn’t just bathwater soaking them either.
My hands went up to his hair, curling against his skull as I twisted the wet lengths in my fingers, pulling him closer.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and twisted in the water, so he was sitting on the edge and I was straddling his thighs.
But when his hands slid down my sides, pressing into the creases of my love handles, I froze.
What the fuck was I doing? Uko was a thousand miles out of my league. Beyond out of my league—I was an amateur, and he was the fucking world champion.
His hands stilled at my hesitation, but instead of letting me slink off of his lap, he grabbed my hips, his fingertips digging into my ass cheeks, and ground his dick against my core. Holy hell. I moaned and arched against him, dry humping us both into oblivion.
Uko was making a low, rumbling growl deep in his throat as he devoured my lips.
My hands moved up to his horns, and I stroked the smooth undersides.
His growl morphed into a groan, and if it were possible, his dick got bigger and harder.
His hand slipped between our bodies, moving beneath the waistband of my underwear.
His fingers found my clit, and he brushed it with the pad of his finger, making me gasp for air.
“This is what it feels like when you stroke my horns like that,” he growled against my lips, stroking my clit in firm circles.
Bang. Bang. Bang. I startled at a loud thumping on the hotel room door.
“Room service!”
Fuck my life.
I pulled away, gasping for oxygen I hadn’t realized I needed until then. Uko growled low, refusing to let me go. “I shall rend him limb from limb.” He nuzzled into my neck, nipping his way up the column of my throat.
There was more thumping at the door, and he squeezed me tighter.
I couldn't help the girlish giggle that passed my lips as I pulled away. “I’ll be right back,” I told him, my voice huskier than normal.
As I climbed out of the tub, grabbing a robe from the back of the bathroom door, I caught sight of myself in the mirror, my lips plump and my cheeks flushed. I looked sexed up.
My cheeks reddened even more as I opened the door to a bored teenage bellboy, who took one look at me, all mussed and damp from the hot tub, and gave me a knowing look. He pushed in a cart and spread the dishes across the dining table.
Grabbing my purse, I handed the kid a twenty as he left.
I left the covers on the plates and went back to the bathroom, suddenly embarrassed.
Again. What I’d give to be one of those women who had all the self-confidence, who didn’t overthink every little thing and took what they wanted without regret.
I ducked my head back in the bathroom, looking in the direction of Uko but not directly at him. “Food is here. We should eat it while it's hot.”
Uko was up and out of the hot tub quicker than my eyes could follow.
He had his hands under my ass and had me pressed against the wall so quickly, my brain whirled.
He kissed me hard, a burning kind of kiss that lit my body up like a Roman candle.
“I can taste your embarrassment, your regret. Do not doubt that I will find my way inside your delectable body. I will taste your pleasure on my tongue. Feel your body on my cock.” He slid me slowly to the floor, my aching core hitting every hard edge on the way down, making me moan a little.
He threw me an impish grin. “Now, let’s eat,” he purred, and my stomach clenched with heat.
I wasn’t sure he was talking about the food.