“Yep.”
He leaned forward, surprising me, his interest seeming piqued by the near excitement in his expression. “I didn’t realize being a vampire was a job.”
I nodded. “Not very lucrative, though.”
“Do you have other talents besides being a master sucker?”
The way he enunciated the last word coupled with the heavy lidded look he gave me had my pussy clenching.
My eyes widened.
And we’re back.
“I…I…” I cleared my throat as my cheeks heated up. “What brings you to the great city of Cincinnati?”
He leaned back, but the sexy smirk thankfully stayed. “I travel a lot for work. For instance, I got off a plane from Chicago yesterday, and I’d been in Italy a few days before that.”
“Italy? I’ve always wanted to go there.”
“Can I persuade you to keep me company?” He reached out, fingers trailing up my forearm. “Or do you need to get back?”
“I don’t know,” I said with a glance to the table again.
He smirked. “You don’t?”
I bit my lip and looked up at him from under my lashes. “I think it all depends on your method of persuasion.” It was official at that sentence that I’d reached my limit: I’d just offered myself up.
“I know many ways.” He leaned forward, his eyes on my lips before looking up. “I have words… I have touch.” I drew in a ragged breath as his hand moved down the column of my neck. “Where would you like me to start? With my mouth or my body?”
“I can’t have both?”
He chuckled as one hand moved to my waist, drawing me to him, while the other cupped my neck. When his lips touched mine, a jolt of pleasure zapped my clit, making it twitch. I let out a little moan as he slipped his tongue inside, stroking it against my own. Then, it wasn’t just him holding me to his body, it was also my hands knotting in his suit, pulling me up and closer as the electric pulses danced in my veins.
I wanted him. Right there, on the bar stool.
I whimpered when he pulled back, my eyes heavy and cheeks hot.
His hips shifted, pushing his cock into my stomach.
“Can we try that again? Maybe somewhere with at least a little bit of privacy?” I asked, using every bit of strength in me to keep from climbing onto his lap.
He quirked his brow. “How much is a little bit?”
“At this point I don’t care if it’s in the men’s restroom.” There was no covering how breathy my voice was.
He smirked again and reached into his pocket, pulling out one of the hotel’s key cards. “I’d like a little more time with you than a quickie in a stall, no matter how hot that sounds.”
“Then how about we start there and work our way up?”
“Kinky.” He leaned forward, his tongue swiping across my lips. “I like it.”
Large hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me the rest of the way off the bar stool. He threw some bills down for our drinks and grabbed my hand.
I chanced a glance at my coworkers before sneaking out and into the hotel lobby. The heels of my boots clicked on the marble floor, Simon’s long legs and large steps making it difficult to keep up.
Once we reached the elevator bay, he pressed the button and then pushed me against the wall. His fingers pulled at the zipper, teasing.
“Such a lewd dress,” he said as he leaned down, licking the tops of my breasts, biting down with a moan.
“Lewd?” My body wouldn’t stay still. The rough way he grabbed me, his bite. With the small taste he was giving me, he could easily turn out to be the fuck-beast I so desperately needed.
His fingers dug into my flesh as his hands moved around in a barely contained frenzy. “All I can think about is if you’re wearing anything under it. How easy it would be to open it up and fuck the sexy body you’re hiding.”
I flung my arms around his shoulders and pulled his lips back down to mine.
How long had it been since I’d been called sexy by a man? Yeah, he was getting whatever he wanted, because I needed the memory to last.
The ping signaling the elevator’s arrival didn’t stop him. He bent over, coaxing my legs up and around his waist as he held on to my ass. Walking the few steps, he pressed me against the wall as he reached out to punch the button for his floor.
His teeth grabbed on to my bottom lip and pulled while his hips arched up, pressing his cock against my clit. There was no doubt in my mind my thong was soaked through. I was so turned on, I’d probably come if he stuffed me with his cock right there.
Fire in my veins heated, pulsing through me with each beat of my heart.
Either there was nobody in the halls, or we were completely oblivious to everything but each other as we exited and he took however many steps it was to his room. With each bounce came another hit to my clit, and I was whimpering, ready to meet his beast.