Page 5 of Wild Nights

I kissed her neck, her head falling to the side to give me room. I couldn't believe she was mine for the night.

Her nails lightly scraped my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

I backed her up until her legs hit the bed and she fell. I waited for her to move farther up the bed, laying on her back and letting her legs fall open. Her pussy peeked out of the thin scrap of lace, testing my control. "Are you wet for me?"

She bit her lip, her hands cupping her breast. Then one traveled down her stomach, dipping into her panties. She moaned, her eyes falling closed. "Why don't you find out?"

I made quick work of my briefs, remembering to snag a condom from my wallet, throwing it onto the bed next to her.

I placed one knee on the bed, watching her work over her pussy. "I want to see you." I hooked my fingers under the straps and lowered her panties over her hips.

She bit her lip, and spread her legs wider.

"Put your finger inside."

I watched transfixed while she dipped one delicate finger inside and moaned.

"Fuck, that's hot."

She smiled lazily. "You're a dirty talker. I like it."

I wasn't sure I'd ever felt this way. I was barely holding onto my restraint. With Tina, there had always been a weird dynamic because she performed with a band in local bars. I suspected she'd been cheating on me the entire time. She said she preferred bad boys, and she was fond of saying I was "too nice," whatever that meant.

For one night, I wasn't a single dad, and I sure as fuck wasn't nice. I was the kind of man who took a gorgeous woman to bed minutes after meeting her at a bar.

The dance had been a way to see if we were compatible. If the chemistry I sensed just under the surface was real. And it was.

"Are you going to test how wet I am?" she practically purred.

I could see her fingers glistening, so I knew she was. But when I didn't immediately respond, she removed her fingers and lifted up to grip the base of my cock and squeeze.

I grabbed her wrist for a second time. "You're naughty."

"Mmm. I like the sound of that."

I had a feeling she wasn't this free with other people. Something about me made her feel safe, like she could let go and be herself. "I want to taste you."

A smile spread over her face. "Yes, please."

"So polite." I hooked my arms under her thighs and lowered my body to the bed, trapping my aching cock against the comforter. I blew over her clit.

Her hips bucked.

I lifted my head, logging the way she bit her lip and twisted her fingers on the comforter. She was into this, into me. And there was nothing stopping me from partaking in this moment with her.

Tonight, I wasn’t a single dad or tasked with running the accounting department of my family's ski resort. A one-night stand was reckless, but I wasn't walking away from her.

When I finally licked her, she whimpered, her fingers reaching for purchase, but my hair was shorn close to my head.

This moment felt far more intimate than I would have expected for someone I'd only just met. I licked and sucked, adding one finger, then two.

Her hips lifted off the bed. I liked that she was chasing her pleasure. When she cried out, I curled my fingers over the rough patch against her wall as she went over the edge. Her body compressed around my fingers.

As her body fell flat to the bed, I wiped my mouth on the sheet and moved up her body to grab the condom. I ripped the wrapper and smoothed the condom over my cock which was throbbing.

Her body was flush, her eyes glazed with the aftermath of her pleasure.

I shifted my weight so I could cup her cheek. "Caro." When her gaze settled on mine, I asked, "Do you want me?"

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