Not like I could admit any of that, of course.
I gave him a disarming smile. I hoped. Or else it was a grimace of terror. “Let’s play out the day, sleep on it, and then I’ll run away before you wake up and you’ll hook up with some buxom beauty you met while your face was in your computer, mmmkay? I think that is a better plan.”
His chest deflated with an exhale. Probably relief. “We’ll see how the day goes.”
“Good plan, stalker. Now. I’m going to open my computer, and you are going to flag someone down to get us drinks while revealing all the secrets that will make me great. Yes?”
“Okay.”
“O-kay.” I did as I’d said, very aware that he was staring at me instead of doing as he was supposed to. “Now shoot. Give me the juice.”
After nearly a full day of taking down the genius that came out of Brad’s mouth, going on swim breaks where we had to wade in up to our necks because his hands kept finding unseemly areas, and sipping on cocktails, I’d had enough. Sand was everywhere it shouldn’t be, and for a woman, that could lead to medical issues. We made our way up to his room, deciding to have dinner in while looking out at the ocean. Only he would think that was quaint.
“C’mere,” he said softly as we entered the elevator. He pulled my body toward him and positioned me so my back was leaning against his front.
I breathed out a sigh as my sex tingled. The doors closed, locking us in. “This morning was another fantasy fulfilled, by the way,” he said as he untied my wrap from around my chest and retied it around my waist.
“Which part?” I asked in a sultry voice while I reached behind me and felt along his upper thighs. I ran my touch over his hard cock and then started to stroke.
“Coming on your face.” His voice dripped with raw desire. “I’ve always wanted to do that, but never had the balls to ask.”
“That would be a hard conversation to start, surely,” I said breathily as I dipped my hand into his waistband and captured his velvety-smooth shaft. “Excuse me, darling, but can you get on your knees? I have a new facial exfoliation method I think you’ll love.”
He chuckled as his hands roamed up my bare stomach and then settled on my breasts. “I should’ve tried that method.”
“Should’ve,” I murmured before pulling down the waistline of his swimsuit. “Care to start this fantasy conversation?”
“I was hoping you would.”
“Fuck me, Bradley.”
Without wasting any time, he reached under the backside of my wrap, moved aside the fabric covering my sex, and then prodded my opening with his tip. I moaned as he thrust forward, filling me.
“Hmmm.” I bent and held on to the metal railing while he rammed into me. Pleasure coursed through my body, compounded by the risqué location and the fact that any minute—
Bing.
“Shit,” he said, gripping low on my hips.
“Don’t stop,” I begged as the doors shimmied.
He pulled me back against him and adjusted my wrap, but he didn’t take himself out. Given our height differences, I was sure he looked more than a little awkward.
A man walked in, looking at the ground. He faced the buttons and clicked the “L.”
“This is going up,” Brad said in a hoarse voice.
“Oh.” The man glanced up at the arrow indicator as the doors started to close. “Oh.” He jabbed the open button. Before he exited, he glanced back in what looked like thankful embarrassment. That was when he must’ve realized something was amiss. He staggered as a flash of something I didn’t want to think about lit up his eyes.
Real live porn was definitely something. He had that right. A little awkward, yes.
But super hot.
“Hurry!” I said as the doors closed.
Brad shoved me, face-first, toward the wall and thrust harder, crashing into me. I braced before pushing back into him with each thrust, taking him to the hilt and moaning each time. He reached around me and flicked my clit as he worked.
A blast of pleasure stole my breath. I hung my head, my movements turning jerky, my body tensing.
Ding.
“Don’t you dare stop!” I said through gritted teeth.
The slapping of our bodies became frantic. His finger worked faster. His cock felt so damn good.
“Oh!” I shouted, an explosion of magic rocking me. I shuddered and jerked as wave after explosive wave zipped through my body. He shook against me.
His body thunked as he fell back against the wall, pulling me with him. His cock was still inside me, softening now and still gloriously imposing despite it. I let my head fall back against him and turned my face to rest against his neck.
The doors to his floor shimmied closed and neither of us moved to stop them.
“Two down,” he said in a thick voice. “That should not have been better than when we’ve had a bed, but it was.”
“Yeah. Definitely hotter.”
“I’m clean, by the way. Since, you know…”