Page 13 of Fool's Gold

And I told myself I’d keep my hands to myself until I saw her wrapped in that fucking towel, with those beads of water practically begging to be licked off her.

“Marcus?”

Rational thought disappears, replaced by lust and need. Rushing in, I grab her, gripping her waist.

I haul her away from the vanity and lift her off her feet, pinning her to the back wall. The towel drops between us, forgotten in an instant. Her tits press against my heart as I slide my torso against hers.

“I’m sorry.”

My mouth captures hers, and I swallow her shuddered gasp. She melts into me, her arms pinned to her side by my body, and the beast inside me rears up. Fire strokes all the way down to my cock, and I kiss her hard, lost to her.

This delicate starlet has possessed me.

There is nothing easy about this.

Worked into a frenzy, I press my cock to her and grind, needing to touch her. I break the kiss only long enough to nip at her earlobe until Empire curses in pleasure. I kiss down the side of her neck.

Her skin is damp from the shower, every part of her smelling like sweet soap. Empire rolls her head to the side to give me better access.

I’m only getting started.

Disgusted with my lack of control, I drop to my knees in front of her and kiss around her belly button, pushing her legs wider to give me better access to that pussy.

Without waiting for her to give me the go-ahead, I lean in and slick my tongue across her slit.

She catches her breath. I want more.

She sinks her hands into my hair as I thrust my tongue into her already sopping wet cunt and taste her. I bury my face in her folds and lap at every part of her before working my tongue in and out of her tight channel. Gripping her hips, I keep her in place while I feast.

Her core pulses around my tongue, and it takes every last bit of concentration I’ve got not to free my cock and fuck her raw.

I growl against her clit and lift one of her legs, sliding it over my shoulder. Her breasts bounce with every shuddering breath she takes, and I catch a glimpse of her eyes, mindless with pleasure, before clamping down on her clit, sucking hard.

Her leg is heavy over my shoulder as I keep her in place and increase the speed of my tongue. I’ll gladly fucking suffocate if it means I get to die with my face against her cunt.

She’s making the sexiest noises and arching her hips with every circle of my tongue. Empire quivers, her legs shaking and her breathing ragged.

I suck on her, and she rocks her hips in time with my rhythm, her orgasm close. It’s so easy to get her off this way. I know every secret place in her body, the things she likes, the things that make her mewl and beg me for more.

Empire’s got herself braced against the wall.

Gripping her left hip, I reach around to squeeze her ass and draw her even closer, shoving my tongue inside her pussy and tasting her pleasure. She moans out my name as she comes on my tongue.

The orgasm shudders through her, and Empire goes limp. I’ve still got her leg over my shoulder, and I slowly stand, keeping her leg lifted high as I press against her. My cock is nestled between her legs, and with one flick of my zipper, I’d be inside her.

“Marcus, please.” She’s gasping, her lips parted, her tongue snaking out to wet them, and my attention is drawn to the motion. “Please.”

“What?”

I reach between us and slide my finger inside her, crooking it and feeling the aftershocks. Fingering her through the last waves of the climax, using my fingers like I would my cock.

A knock at the door sounds, followed half a second later by “Room service!”

Empire’s eyes go wide, and she clenches around my finger. I groan, dropping my forehead to hers, half tempted to tell the hotel employee to fuck all the way off.

I’m close enough to come in my pants, hard enough to cut glass.

But when Empire glances up to me again, I know fucking is off the menu.

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