Pepper waited until the elevator doors closed behind them before she pressed against him, fingers linked behind his neck as she licked her lips in anticipation for the kiss she saw waiting for her. “I always feel like dancing with you. Slow, fast, dirty, naked…”
A flash of heat nearly incinerated her in the second before he wrapped his hand around her neck, the other dropping below her butt as he raised her in the air and took her lips as if he were starving.
The sound of his bag hitting the ground barely registered through the rush of blood roaring past her ears as his tongue slipped into her mouth and tangled with hers.
Screw it. If there were security cameras someone was about to get an eyeful. Pepper wrapped her legs around Jack’s hips, clinging to him, soaking in every moment of the passion that flared so brightly between them.
Under her his erection was thick and solid, and she rotated her hips to rub their bodies together, triggering a low rumble as his arms tightened even more.
“Dammit, Pepper.” He eased his mouth away, his gaze burning into her from only inches away. “I could fuck you right here,” he growled.
Oh. Yes, please. Her heart pounded wildly, but she supposed the very rational and controlled move of him lowering her to the floor and picking up the gym bag was a better idea than having DreamMakers banned from the hotel altogether for breaking every one of the public displays of affectionlaws California had.
Still, her goals for the evening had totally changed. “Let’s get this done so we can find a place where I can suck your cock.”
It took Jack a second to recover from damn near tripping over his own feet. His hand on her arm tugged her to a stop beside one of the hotel doors, and then like some undercover ninja he had her inside the room and up against the wall in zero time flat.
His chocolate brown eyes held her trapped as he pinned her in place, one palm flat to the wall on either side of her shoulders. His blond hair was just messy enough she wanted to drag her fingers through it as he crawled over her and licked every inch of her body.
That wasn’t the look of a man who planned on taking her dancing later. Pepper put his comments about the hotel together with the fact that he had a room key without them going to the front desk.
Fucking A. He’d rented them a place to go crazy?
She drew her fingers along the waistband of his jeans until she could play with the button, her exploration slipping lower to linger over the heavy bulge pushing forward. “Please sir, may I?”
Jack swallowed hard, his hips thrusting into her fingers. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”
She stroked him again, pleased she’d played detective correctly. “I see you do.”
The fire in his eyes only grew hotter. “Do you trust me?”
She rapidly went through a list of possible answers to that, but the only thing she could do was push his button through the opening and ease down the first part of his zipper. “Hell, yeah.”
He pressed his lips to hers, just for a split second before working his way to the sensitive spot underneath her ear. The spot he’d discovered drove her crazy. Two could play at that game, though, and she snuck a hand under his briefs, wrapping her fingers around his thick erection.
“Playing with fire,” Jack warned.
“Make me burn,” she responded. But it was past time for games. “Tell me we’re not just here to check out the room. Tell me we can actually check out the bedsprings—”
“Yes—”
The rest of what he planned to say was lost in a moan as she slid down the wall to her knees, tugging aside his jeans to free his cock. Pepper tipped her head back to look up at him as he leaned on the wall, braced on both elbows as she pulled out the tasty treat she was dying to savor.
“That’s not what I planned for tonight,” Jack muttered. “Tonight is supposed to be all about you. All the things you want to do.”
“I want to suck you off, so we’re good,” Pepper retorted, extending her tongue to lick the head of his cock. She made that first contact while they were still staring at each other, and satisfaction hit in a rush.
Not only from the taste of the tiny drop of anticipation clinging to the narrow slit on his cock, but from the way his eyes damn near rolled back in his head when she licked him.
Whatever his big surprise was, she hadn’t lied. Down on her knees before him, swirling her tongue over the hot surface of his fully aroused cock—this was what she wanted. She felt wild and incredibly powerful. Even as he slid one hand down the wall to thread his fingers into her hair, it didn’t matter that with a single tug he could move her in any direction.
She’d made the choice, and that made the whole thing sexy as fuck.
“So damn beautiful,” Jack whispered as he stroked her hair. “Never dye your hair again, baby. It’s too damn pretty to hide.”
Pleasure swarmed her chest. “You like the return of the red?”