Chapter 2 Chapter Two

The moment my boss was safely in his car and had zoomed off. I turned back to look for Cal and just then a car stopped at my front. The window whined down and I saw Cal. 

“Get in” the door opened and I entered. The car zoomed off and he took me to a hotel. 

As soon as we entered the room, I was hacked against the wall, his lips slammed on mine. He kissed me hungrily and passionately and I matched with the same energy. His hands cupped my breast. His eyes locked on mine as he peeled the strap of the dress off my shoulder, letting it pool to the floor. I stepped out of my dress. 

I expected him to rush, to strip me bare and devour me with the hunger in his eyes. I would have loved that but his fingertips lingered over the swell of my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples, eliciting a moan from me. Then he paused 

“You are so beautiful” his voice was thick with desire. Hear flooded my skin under the weight of his gaze. 

“You’re taking too long” I whispered. That made him smirk. 

“I don’t want to rush this”

We moved to the bed and he leaned over me. His mouth dipped to my collarbone, then lower, kissing a path down my chest. He kissed down my stomach, slow and reverent, but the grip he had on my thighs was anything but gentle. 

It was possessive, anchoring me to the bed like I might try to slip away. I had no intention of doing that. I wanted to lose myself in the pleasure that this stranger could give me.

He looked up at me from between my legs, his dark eyes heavy with heat. 

“You’re already shaking” he said again. 

“You’re talking too much time” I said, lifting one knee slightly to nudge him. He caught my ankle and pressed a kiss just below the bone, and then spread my legs wider.

When he leaned in, his breath ghosted over my sex and then his tongue replaced it. I gasped, my hips arching on instinct, a low moan slipping free.  

He didn’t start soft. It was like he knew what I wanted and what I liked. He dragged his tongue up with slow pressure, then flattened it against my clit before sucking, hard and just right.

“Oh—God” my fingers gripped the sheets, the pleasure sharp and consuming already. 

My body pulsed under the attention, but it was the way he groaned into me. like he was the one unraveling that sent fire rushing through my veins.

He didn’t stop. His hands kept me pinned while his mouth worked over my core mercilessly, slow at first, then building in rhythm, pressure, intent. 

I cursed, moaned and gasped his name in broken syllables by the time he slipped two fingers inside me, curling them deep while his tongue circled my clit. I shattered, my body arching and thighs trembling, a cry ripped from my throat. It hit me hard and fast like a wave. 

Cal didn’t stop as my orgasm consumed my whole body. He kept going through it, drawing it out, dragging me through every last tremor until I was half sobbing, my body still twitching with aftershocks. When he finally lifted his head, his mouth was we. 

“You don’t even know what you do to me” he said, crawling up over me until his body covered mine. 

“I can’t wait to hear you scream my name while I’m inside you” he whispered in my ear. He pulled away, disposing of his clothes until he was nude. I gasped at his length standing at attention. I didn’t admire him enough before his body was over mine. 

I could feel his cock hot, hard, pressing against my thigh and my body clenched in anticipation. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around him and he groaned, his hips jerking to my touch. I squeezed him but he caught my wrist. 

“I don’t want to spill before I’m inside you. Are you on the pill?” I nodded. 

Then he kissed me deeply, kiss that made my toes curl. His hips settled between mine and I felt him at my entrance, thick and ready, but he didn’t push in just yet.

“Look at me” 

I looked into those eyes as he slid into me with a single thrust that had me gasping. It had been a while for me and he let me get used to his size. 

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper and he cursed under his breath as he bottomed out inside me. I felt every part of him, his body pressed to mine, his hand cradling my face, his chest heaving with restraint. He was trying to be gentle but I didn’t want gentle. 

“Harder” I whispered, my lips brushed his. 

Something snapped in his expression and then he pulled out halfway before slamming back in, hard enough to knock the air from my lungs. I cried out, pleasure punching through me with blinding force.

His thrusts turned punishing, relentless, but his hands were still soft, tangled in my hair, the other gripping my hip like he needed the anchor. His mouth found my throat, my jaw, my lips and nipples 

I met him thrust for thrust, my body rising to meet his rhythm. The bed creaked beneath us, sweat slicked our skin, and the air filled with the raw sound of skin against skin. 

“You feel so good” he growled into my ear. “So damn good” 

My nails dug into his back and he hissed, driving deeper. My second orgasm was building fast, coiling tighter and tighter in my gut. Every thrust hit the spot, every grind of his hips against mine stoked the fire higher.

“I’m…” I gasped.

“I’ve got you” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine and then my orgasm shot up my spine, my body clenching hard around him, my legs tightened around his waist and my back arched off the bed. I cried out, not caring how loud, and he cursed as my muscles gripped his cock hard.

He thrust once, twice more, and then stilled, his muscles trembling as he spilled into me with a hoarse groan. His whole body shook with it. We collapsed into the silence, our bodies tangled and our breath ragged.

For a long while, he just held me. There was no words spoken. Maybe words would have ruined this perfect moment. His weight pressed me into the mattress, the warmth of his breath on my neck, and the steady beat of his heart against mine. 

When he finally rolled onto his side, he pulled my body to his. I was too stunned to speak.