His hands were warm and eager as he worked on removing my jeans, and before I knew it, we were both naked. I spread my legs and touched my clit. “I’m ready.” I barely recognized myownvoice.
“Oh, I know you are.” He tore open a condom packet that I hadn’t seen him get.
Corben flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. His cock nudged my pussy, and as his hands dug into the flesh at my hips, he rammed it into me. It was fast. It was shocking.
It was so fucking good.
So good that an orgasm ripped through me that was wild, explosive, and incredible.
I clutched the sheets and hung on as Corben thrust into me again and again and again.
He was a machine, in and out, over and over, to the point where I thought thiswas never going toend. And I meant never. I was exhausted. Enough was enough. My arms couldn’t hold me a moment more, and I face-planted onto the bed.
Corben rolled me onto my back, and I let him manipulate me. He hooked his hands under my knees and dragged me toward him, aiming his cock for my pussy, and once again, he thrust that beast into me.
As I gazed up at the muscle god who was thrusting his enormous jackhammer into me, I felt like I’d slipped into some kind of magical dream.
The room gently spun around.
My eyes rolled as I tried to keep upwith it, and theneverything went black.
Chapter Thirty-Three
I woke with a start, blinking atboththe golden blaze streaming in through the window and the thumping pain behind my eyes. Without even looking down, I knew I was naked—the only thing covering me was a white sheet wrapped around my knees and my beaded necklace draped over my breasts.
The room was familiar, yet it was different. When a rumbling noise shattered the silence, I eased up on my elbows and stared at the man beside me. Corben was naked, flat on his back, his jaw ajar as he snored loud and deep.
Oh faaaaarrrrk. I’m in his room!
As I ogled him, I tried to piece together what happened. My furry tongue reminded me of the different drinks we’d had. I recalled dancing.Laughing.Hot sex up against the wall. Bits and piecescame backto me, but there were so many blank spots.
Trying not to wake him, I rolled offthe side ofthe bed. The room whipped around, and as my eyes tried to keep up, my stomach lurched. Imade a dashfor the bathroom and just managed to reach the toilet before I threw up.
Oh, God. I forced back tears as I heaved over and over.
When the contents of my stomach were gone, I stood and leaned on the bathroom sink. My eyes wereas red asone of the cocktails we drank last night. I filled a glass with water and gulped it down. Poking my tongue out, I cringed at its ghastly gray color and drank another glass of water.
The rumbling noise coming from the bed confirmed Corben was still asleep.
I need to get out of here before he wakes up.
I tiptoed from the bathroom and searched for my clothes. I found my G-string and jeans and pulled them on, but I couldn’t find my bra and top.
My feet froze to the floor.Oh shit!I tore them off in the elevator!
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Corben let out a loud gurgling noise, and I braced for him to wake up. I watched, mesmerized, as his muscles bulged and flexed, and he rolled onto his side to face away from me. I had a fine view of his broad, muscular back and his perfect ass.
I pranced to his closet and pulled open the doors. There wasn’t a single item of clothing hanging in there.Feeling like a petty thief, Iwentto his overnight bagand lifted the lid.A blue tank top was at the top. Sighing with relief, I pulled it out, tugged it on, and just about burst out laughing.
The arms on the singlet were so low that each of my boobs poked out of them.
Yanking it off, I rummaged through the rest of the case, but it was pointless.Heonly had two tank tops in there and a scrunched-up work uniform. Iwas temptedto take the uniform, but he might need it today.
Squeezing my temples, I begged my brain to think.
But other than attempting a topless streak to my room, I was out of options.