10. Dayton
10
DAYTON
“ Y ou know what they say about all work and no play, Dayton.” Finishing the call I was on, I placed the phone on the coffee table in front of the black leather sofa I’d claimed as my office and then looked toward the hot tub and my gaze locked to that of the biggest distraction I’d ever met in my life.
Elle had started the hot tub and was reclined against it, wearing my t-shirt and jogging pants. The clothing was so big on her, she was practically drowning it, but yet she looked so fucking sexy I’d been sporting a hard-on off and on most of the day while I tried to make sense of everything.
“This is pretty important. If you didn’t notice I’m trying to save your ass.”
She grinned a cute little seductive grin that had my dick rapidly rising in my jeans.
For fucks sakes, here we go. There’s only so much one man could endure before breaking.
“I’ve noticed. I figured that since it’s getting pretty late and you’ve been on the phone all day, that maybe you should let it go for the rest of the night so you’ll be fresh for tomorrow.” Grasping a lock of her hair, she twirled it around her finger.
I could feel myself crumbling. She had a point.
“What are you doing?”
“Trying to convince you to join me in the tub.”
“I don’t have a suit.”
“You don’t need one.” Grabbing the bottom of the shirt, she lifted it up and over her head, tossing the shirt at me. The shirt landed at my feet, but I barely noticed it. My gaze was fixated on her perfect tits, constrained in red lace, her nipples visible through the sheer material. “I don’t have one either.”
“I thought we’ve been through this. You and I aren’t a good idea. There’s too much going on. We’re not thinking straight. Emotions are…”
Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of the jogging pants she turned her back to me and slowly lowered the pants, bending over, putting on display her perfect, tight ass. I couldn’t stop myself from looking between her legs. Her plump pussy lips strained against the crotch of her panties.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
She slowly straightened and looked over her shoulder at me. “You don’t find me attractive, officer?”
“I’m not a cop anymore, and I was a detective before leaving.”
She lifted her eyebrows. “Mmm. Detective. I like that. In that case, Detective. You don’t want to try out the water? Relax those tight muscles of yours?” Her gaze lowered to my crotch. There was no hiding the thickness of my erection from her.
Turning around she began walking toward me, reaching behind her back and undoing her bra. Upon reaching me, she slowly—seductively slid the straps of her bra down her arm freeing the most glorious tits I’d ever seen and then dropping the bra into my lap.
“Don’t make me beg, detective,” she seemed to almost purr the word detective.
And that was it for me. Every little bit of resolve I had left my body as she grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. “You’ve been taunting me all day, woman,” I growled, slipping my hand to the back of her head and pulling her soft, sweet-smelling body against mine.
“It worked didn’t it?”
Lowering my head, I brushed my lips across hers. “This is a really bad idea.”
Nipping at my lower lip, she sucked it into my mouth before releasing it and squirming out of my grip and racing to the hot tub. “I think it’s a splendid one.”
Sliding her panties down her legs she stood in front of the hot tub, naked, her perfectly shaven pussy begging to be fucked. “What’s taking you so long,” giving me one last smile, she got in and waited for me to join her.
Removing my clothing as I walked, by the time I made it to the hot tub I was naked, my cock standing strong and proud, anxious to feel the pleasures her beautiful pussy could offer me.
Gripping the edge of the tub, I swung my legs over and sank into the warm water. I’d barely gotten seated when she crossed the tub over to me, straddling my lap, facing me.
“Have I thanked you for all you’re doing for me?” she asked, running the tip of her tongue along the side of my neck.
“Just doing my job.”
“Uh-huh.”
ELLE
Damn, his dick was massive. It was taking all of my self-control not to forego the foreplay and impale myself on his magnificent rod.
Grabbing my hips, I expected him to settle me onto his cock, but he surprised me. Instead, he lifted me out of the water and onto the foot-wide ledge attached to the hot tub.
“Dayton?”
“I’ve been dying to taste you since yesterday.” Slipping my legs over his shoulders, he placed a light kiss on my inner leg, just above the knee.
A low growl-like moan rumbled through me as I realized what he intended to do. Gripping onto the side of the tub, I watched as his lips slowly made their way up my inner thigh. Slowly. Excruciatingly slow.
“My god, you’re killing me,” I moaned.
“Hmm.” He looked up the length of my body to catch my gaze. “You’ve been torturing me all day, woman. I hope you’re ready for what you’ve started.”
I nibbled at my lower lip and nodded, heat racing through my body. “Promise?”
He chuckled as he resumed kissing his way up my inner thigh. As his lips continued their journey, his free hand cupped my mound, gently squeezing. I moaned softly, fighting between wanting to continue watching him and closing my eyes and allowing the sensations to fully consume me.
His fingers spread my pussy lips wide, exposing my swollen nub. The cool air of the room teased me as my core began to tighten in anticipation of his touch.
“My god, you’re perfection,” he murmured as his mouth reached my mound.
His fingers kept me spread for him, while his tongue ran the length of my slit.
I cried out as the initial surge of pleasure rushed through me. Keeping one hand tightly holding to the edge of the tub, I slipped the other to the back of his head urging his mouth back to the apex between my legs.
“Such a needy girl,” he grinned as he looked back up at me.
“It’s your fault,” I protested.
Chuckling, he lowered his head to me again, running his tongue along the length of my slit a second time. This time he paused at my clit, taking a moment to swirl the nub, sending my pulse racing, while he slipped a finger deep into me.
My fingers tightened their grip on his hair and I thrust against his mouth, my body craving more—needing more.
“Please.”
“Oh, I love the sound of your pleading.” He added a second finger to the first inside of me. In and out, his fingers thrust, stroking my inner way and sending my mind spiraling. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue.
Gripping the side of the tub a little harder, I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, my hair cascading down my back. I stopped fighting it and allowed the sensations to take over.
With each thrust of his tongue, the knot in my stomach tightened further.
“God, Daaay,” I groaned out, as his fingers pinched my clit while he continued to torture me.
My body began moving on its own, working with his rhythm. My hips thrust up and into his mouth with each swipe of his tongue. The need within me intensified. Higher and higher he was taking me until I was approaching the point of no return.
“That’s it baby. I want to feel it.”
“I’m so cl—” I couldn’t finish off my thought. The wave that had been building within me broke and I found myself spiraling out of control, swept away in the bliss he’d invoked within me. My pussy clenched and then my body released a gush of my juices meeting his greedy tongue.
“So. Fucking. Incredible.”
It felt like I was floating outside of my body. I barely realized he’d grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into the hot water with him. By the time I came down from the high I was riding and opened my eyes, he’d pulled me into the tub and had me straddling his lap.
“Dayton,” I gasped, lowering my lips to his. Our kiss was wild and feverish. He pulled his lips from mine and he began working his way along my jawline and down the side of my neck.
He buried his face against the crook between my neck and my shoulder. “If this isn’t what you want, tell me now. I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to control what happens if this progresses.” His mouth began to work its way along my collarbone to the center of my chest.
“Please.” Bracing my hands on his knees, I arched my back, letting my head fall back and thrusting my breasts into his face.
His mouth latched onto my left nipple, nipping at the tip and sucking it into his mouth and turning it into a hardened peak. As he nipped and sucked surges of electric pleasure raced through my body from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.
My body took over once more, my hips moving and gyrating over him as I grasped his rock-solid length in my hand, stroking him slowly, wanting to prolong his torture.
Releasing my first nipple he kissed his way across the valley between my breasts and to the other one. He began the blissful torture of the second one.
“You’re merciless,” he growled.
Opening my eyes, I looked down at him and smiled and I continued to stroke him. “How much do you want me?”
“More than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life.”
“Good answer.” Guiding his dick to my entrance, we groaned in unison as I slowly slid down onto him, savoring every inch of him as he filled me. Once embedded into me, I sat on him for a moment, relishing the feel of being fuller than I’d ever been before.
But my body wanted more.
I started slowly at first, rotating my hips in a circular motion as I moved up and down on him. With each downward thrust, I moved a little quicker—slammed down onto his spear just a little harder.
Within minutes we were moving together, him thrusting up into me as I slammed down onto his lap. Our movements became so fast, so vicious that water from the tub sloshed over the side and onto the floor. Neither of us noticed or cared. All that mattered was the summit we were climbing together.
I could feel him growing thicker. The desire in his eyes was intensifying.
“I want you looking into my eyes when you come, baby.”
Biting down on my lower lip, I nodded.
It wasn’t going to be a long wait. My body quickly became a bundle of tension. The ache in my pussy had become so intense, tears sprang to my eyes.
One more thrust.
Two more.
So close.
Oh god…
And then I was there. On the brink.
His hands gripped my hips, his fingertips digging into the flesh painfully. But I didn’t care. The need for release was the only thing I cared about.
“I’m going to come!” I cried out.
“Yes, baby. Come.” He thrust up hard into me as I slammed down onto him. The tip of his cock slammed into the back of my pussy wall and it sent me toppling over the edge.
My body tensed. Time seemed to stop. And then I released. My pussy milking his cock for every glorious drop.
He grunted as his dick thickened and then exploded, his seed filling me.
“That was…” he started.
“Incredible.” I finished for him, smiling weekly before covering his lips with mine.