2. Chapter Two #2
I subconsciously type in the passcode and the door clicks open. My lips are still sealed with Hailey’s as I gently push the door open.
She grinds against me and weakly mumbles something incoherent.
“Shh,” I whisper against her lips. We step into the dimness of my apartment and I nod towards my bulldog sleeping peacefully in the corner of the living room. “King is asleep.”
She glances at him and looks back at me with a frown. “But we – ”
“My room is soundproof.”
A smirk lifts the corner of her lips, even though she rolls her eyes. “Of course, it is.”
I drag my thumb over her plump bottom lip and without breaking eye contact, she sucks it into her mouth. She swirls her tongue over the tip and scrapes her teeth over the pad of my thumb.
Electricity crackles between us and my heart goes haywire. My dick threatens to tear out of my pants. It desperately aches to be buried deep inside her.
Hailey releases my thumb with a sucking sound. “Was I too loud?”
I might just die tonight.
I lean forward to lick her neck. “You will be.”
She hastily unties her scarf and blindly tosses it aside as I lead us towards the room.
As soon as we get to the room, she slides down my body and our mouths meet in the middle again. Our movements are uncontrolled and frenzied, driven only by pure lust and a carnal need for intimacy.
She drags my shirt away from the body at the same time that I tug her skirt away. She kicks off her heels and I impatiently rip her shirt away from her body.
In seconds, there’s not a single piece of clothing left on our bodies and I’m lowering her to the middle of the bed. I hover above her and cage her in with my fists on either side of her body.
Hailey pulls away with an erotic pull of my bottom lip and looks up at me through her eyelashes. She’s leaning towards me with her elbows on the bed and with every heave of her chest, her breasts, heavy and full, jiggle softly.
Under the dim orange bedside lamp, I can see a silver ring in her blue eyes. She drags her fingers over my face, brushing my eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips, like there’s something fascinating in them.
“You’re beautiful,” I say without thinking. “You’re perfect, Hailey.”
I don’t wait for a response. Our centers collide as I lean into her and she moans softly in response. I suck a nipple into my mouth and fondle the other breast until I’ve left hickeys all over her chest.
Hailey tugs at my hair with lustful eyes. Her hand wraps around my length, stroking languidly and curling her thumb over the dripping tip.
“No foreplay,” she pleads. “I want you now.”
Fuck.
I reach for a condom in my drawer and rip it open with my teeth. I sheathe myself with it and slowly slide into her inch by inch.
She bites down hard on her lip as she watches me slowly bury myself in her heat. She’s deliciously tight, warm, and wet, pulling me in and squeezing.
“Hailey,” I groan harshly as she wraps her legs around my waist. I can barely breathe. “You feel so good.”
“Oh my god,” she cries, head falling back against the pillows once I’m fully buried to the hilt inside her. “Right there, Matt.”
I pull out completely and thrust into her again. “Say my name again, Hailey.”
“Matt,” she moans as I pin her wrists her above her head.
I grind into her with punishingly slow strokes. “Louder, Hailey.”
“Oh god,” she breathes, moving her hips to meet my thrusts. She moans louder. “Matthew please.”
Beads of sweat roll down my temple as I increase the speed and strength of my thrusts. A satisfied smirk touches my lips as I release her wrists and kiss her instead.
“Good girl,” I murmur into the kiss as I fuck her senseless. Her nails are digging lines into my back and her eyes are rolling back.
Our hips collide with loud, wet sounds and my abs clench painfully in anticipation of an orgasm. I fold her legs and push them, increasing the depths of my thrusts.
She’s squeezing me so painfully, that I never want to pull out of her. One of my hands squeezes her ass and lifts her hips, while the other wraps around her throat.
I kiss her hard and long, before pulling away and pressing our sweaty foreheads together.
“I’m going to come, Matt,” she cries, digging her nails around my bicep.
“I know baby,” I say, pounding into her. Her back arches away from the bed, legs trembling in the air as she comes. And throughout, our eyes remain locked, foreheads pressed against the other and opened mouths breathing into each other.
It’s the most intimate moment of my life.
Her arm wraps around my back as cries of pleasure leave her throat. She comes so hard that a tear slips out of her eyes. I jerk against her as I come, shooting a load into the condom, and wishing it were her pussy instead.
“Fuck,” she murmurs breathlessly as her body collapses on the bed. Her limbs wrap around me, sweaty and tangled as we struggle to catch our breaths.
“That was… amazing,” she murmurs after minutes of panting. I look up at her and steal another kiss in agreement.
By the time I pull away, her eyes drift in and out of focus as fatigue envelops her. I wrap her body around mine and she rests her head against my chest.
I glance at the clock and watch the minute hand strike 6. We’re thirty minutes into the next day already. The day of the merger.
“Hailey,” I mutter after a few minutes of staring at the ceiling. But she doesn’t respond because she’s totally knocked out.
I thread my fingers through her fiery red locks, fully aware that when she finds out I’m also in line for the new company’s Brand Director, she’ll hate me more than ever.
***
By the time I wake up again, it’s to an empty bed, King’s barking, and the sound of my front door closing.
Sunlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room and I stretch my arms over my head to get rid of the strains. King runs into the half-opened door of the room and lunges for my bed.
There’s a slight confusion in his eyes and I can tell he’s curious why our neighbor just tiptoed out of the house.
The neighbor whose perfume still lingers on my sheets.
As badly as I want to think about last night, I have to get to work. I roll out of bed, trying every way possible to force Hailey out of my mind.
And that proves to be difficult especially when I fuck my hand to the thought of her moans last night in the shower.
I barely have an appetite to eat breakfast. So, I settle for a cup of black coffee to get myself in the right mood for today.
By the time I exit the house, I meet Hailey doing the same.
She’s dressed in a pair of black slacks that hug her hips and a yellow top with some flowery kind of ruffles attached to it. Her hair falls behind her shoulders in soft waves and her ears are adorned in gold earrings that are the shape of an animated sun.
Now that I’ve seen what she looks like without clothes, I can’t unsee it.
Our eyes meet and tension hangs between us like a dark cloud.
My throat is suddenly dry. “Morning.”
What are you doing, Matthew? You never greet each other in the morning.
She looks away from me as she locks her door. Her response is barely audible. ““Morning.”
“You want a ride?”
Hailey meets my gaze with a sharp lift of her brow.
I type in my passcode and lock my door. “We are going to the same place after all.” And you’re going to hate me.
Her response is swift, but it sounds like she’s holding her breath. “No, thanks.”
Then she turns around without another word and hurriedly makes her way out, making sure to use the stairs instead of the elevator.