“TAKE THE DRESS OFF, SARAH,” Dylan commanded as soon as they were back in their hotel room.
It was a wonder he’d been able to walk from the club. His dick was like a steel rod, eager and desperate for Sarah. The way she’d allowed him to pleasure her back at Devil’s Playground had been unlike anything he’d ever experienced. He figured she probably would’ve been agreeable to anything he’d wanted down there, but truth was, he wanted her alone.
Sarah stared back at him, her eyes still glazed from their make-out session in the elevator. He didn’t even give a damn that there were cameras watching every move he made when he’d been sliding his fingers between her thighs. He’d been careful to keep her hidden from view, but he hadn’t been able to keep his hands to himself.
“Would you like me to help you?” he asked when she didn’t make a move to disrobe.
“Not yet,” she said, her voice raspy.
“No?”
Sarah shook her head. “I have something else in mind.”
“Do you now?”
When Sarah reached for his hand, he allowed her to lead him over to the chair near the window. The curtains were still open, giving them a glittering view of the Las Vegas Strip.
Before he could sit down, Sarah turned to face him, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his jeans.
“I want you in my mouth.”
Fuck. The woman could certainly do some damage when she used that commanding tone. The sexy words that came out of her mouth made his dick pulse.
It didn’t take long for her to pull his jeans down to his knees. She pushed him so that he fell back into the chair. Once he was seated, she removed his boots, one at a time, then tugged his jeans from his legs. Dylan helped her out, shedding the jacket and removing his shirt in the process.
“I like you naked,” Sarah mused, her eyes raking over him.
“The feeling’s mutual,” he told her. “Take the dress off, Sarah. But keep on the panties and heels.”
Watching this woman undress was the equivalent of sex. Dylan didn’t think she even realized how fucking hot she was as she slowly stripped the black dress from her body. So fucking hot he couldn’t resist stroking himself, seeking a little relief.
When she had removed the dress, he spread his legs, giving her room to kneel before him. He did his best to keep his composure when she wrapped her sweet lips around the engorged head of his cock. The way her tongue caressed him made the hair on his arms stand on end.
“So fucking good,” he groaned, reaching out and sliding his hands into her hair. He guided her head forward, slipping deeper into her mouth. “That’s it, baby. Suck me.”
For what felt like an eternity, Sarah deep-throated him, the suction making his lungs work harder just to maintain the last thread of his control.
When his balls threatened to erupt, he pulled her off him, then helped her to her feet. Seconds later, he had her on her back on the bed, his mouth fused to hers. She was squirming beneath him, her silk-covered pussy pressing against his aching cock.
“It’s my turn now,” he told her, pulling back before he worked his way down her body, his lips and tongue trailing over every inch of her skin.
He didn’t stop until he was between her thighs. Using his hands, he pressed her knees wide and licked her.
Sarah’s back bowed and she cried out, but he didn’t stop. Dylan worked her to the edge, then retreated. He wasn’t ready to send her over yet. He had something more in store for her tonight.
“Dylan … please…”
He moved up over her. “Please what?”
“I need to feel you.”
He teased her clit with his thumb, then dipped one finger inside her. “Like this?”
She didn’t answer, so he kept teasing. When she was writhing uncontrollably, Dylan pulled his finger from her pussy and delved down to her anus. He pushed inside, gently, slowly. Sarah’s breath hitched, but she continued to push against him.
“More… Dylan, I need more.”
“Here?” He continued to fuck her ass with his finger. “You gonna let me take your ass, baby?”
“Yes… Just don’t stop.”
“Play with your clit, Sarah,” he instructed as he got to his knees.
Her hand snaked down between her legs, and she began rubbing her clit, slowly at first, then faster.
“Don’t make yourself come,” he demanded.
Unable to wait, Dylan climbed off the bed, located a condom and the lube he’d brought with him before joining her on the bed once more.
“Keep going, Sarah,” he commanded. “Show me how you like to be touched.”
While he watched her play with herself, Dylan quickly rolled on the condom and coated it with lube, then urged her legs back with his knees. “Hold your knees close to your chest.”
Sarah stopped teasing herself and did as he instructed. The position opened her completely.
“Dylan…”
He met her eyes. “Tell me, Sarah.”
“I need you…”
“You’ve got me, baby. I’m right here.”
After generously applying lube to her asshole, Dylan pushed in one finger, then two. He leaned over her, melding his lips with hers as he fucked her deep and slow. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her. If he took her now, no doubt he would. When Sarah began rocking against his fingers, he added a third. She bit his lower lip and he pulled back.
“Too much?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“Does it hurt?”
“A little.” Her smile was slow and seductive. “But in a good way.”
“Fuck, woman…” He once again kissed her, wanting to offer a slight distraction while he continued to prepare her. “Turn over on your stomach.”
Dylan moved off her and Sarah instantly flipped over.
“Put your ass in the air, baby.”
She did as instructed and Dylan sucked in a breath as he lined up behind her.
“I’m gonna go slow,” he warned.
Using his free hand, he pushed her shoulders down onto the bed as he guided his cock into her ass. She was so fucking tight he briefly wondered if this would even work.
“Relax, Sarah.”
“I’m trying.”
Leaning over her, Dylan kissed her shoulder, her neck. He nipped her skin and she moaned.
“You like that?”
Sarah nodded.
“You like that I want to fuck your sweet ass?”
“Yes.”
“It makes me so fucking hard, Sarah. Knowing that I’m the first man to fuck you like this.” He pushed in a little deeper, the head of his cock slipping past the tight ring of muscle. “Oh, fuck, baby.”
“Fuck me, Dylan!” Sarah whimpered as she pushed back against him. “I need more. Now.”
Then more she would receive.
SARAH EXPECTED MORE PAIN, BUT it didn’t come.
Sure, there was tremendous pressure.
“Fuck, Sarah… Your ass is so goddamn tight.”
Dylan’s words were whispered in her ear as he leaned over her. Since he was clearly holding back, Sarah pushed up onto her hands and rocked against the intrusion. It was intense, unlike anything she’d ever felt before.
“Oh, yeah. That’s it, Sarah. Fuck my cock.”
Sarah loved that he was so verbal, his words brushing along her nerve endings.