She slows her kisses and pulls back. Her thighs are anchored on either side of my legs. Her core nestled snugly over my aching cock. I read hesitation in her eyes. We’ve already fucked, because that’s what it was the other night.
Raw, animal fucking. Tonight I want to have sex. Eventually, I want to move on to making love, as corny as that sounds, and as much as the other aces will take my man card from me if they heard me say that.
“Drake.” She rests her forehead against mine, her hands still on my chest. “I have to tell you something.”
I stop breathing for a second, unable to imagine the bombshell she’s about to drop. Because it has to be a bombshell to stop our kisses after the most perfect day we’ve had.
“The other night...” She takes a deep breath and runs her finger along my collarbone. “Avery was talking about... I don’t know. She’s a rambler. But she said something about you. That you own Four Aces. So... I looked you up. I read you live in the penthouse at the casino.”
“Thank the fuck,” I growl, trapping her lips between mine in a rough kiss before letting go. “I thought you were going to tell me you’re married or something. You have a secret life on the side.”
She opens her mouth, then closes it quickly, her eyes still not meeting mine.
“I don’t know why you didn’t want me to know, and I’m sorry for overstepping when you wanted to keep that private.”
“It’s really no secret.” I run my fingers along her spine, letting her know I’m okay with her innocent snooping. I’d have done the same. “When I first opened the casino, women would find their way to my office, attempt to get on the private elevator to my penthouse. I’m not gonna lie. I reveled in the sudden attention, but I quickly learned the women were piranhas after the next big thing in Boston. Instead of boosting my ego, they crushed it.”
“I’m sorry you were taken advantage of.”
“I know you’re not after me because of my bank account. You thought I was a stud in the park. I’m fully aware it’s my hot body you’re after.”
She giggles and finally meets my gaze. “You are really sexy.” She traces her finger along my jawline. “I spent too much time wondering why you took me to a hotel room instead of your place.”
“Yeah, those thoughts don’t need to take up any more headspace. Full disclosure, I hadn’t intended for any of that to happen Friday night. I wanted to stop atThe Cluband say hi. When I saw you dancing. Hell. I couldn’t think straight. There was no way I could function at work without having you. I’m sorry for making you feel cheap.”
I massage her hips, and she begins undulating into my dick.
“Full disclosure.” I move my hands to her stomach, and my fingers inch their way to her breasts. “I hadn’t planned on stripping you down until later tonight, but I don’t think I can hold back much longer.”
“Good.” She covers my hands with hers and brings them to her breasts. “I don’t want you to hold back.”
I devour her mouth, tasting her, licking her, sucking her tongue into my mouth until we’re both gasping for air. Her breasts are full and heavy in my hands. If she keeps rocking herself against my dick, I’m going to come in my pants.
I link my hands under her ass and stand. Nora wraps her legs around my waist, and not breaking our kiss, I walk us to her room. When we’re next to her bed, she drops her feet to the floor and puts her hand under my sweatshirt, working to push it up over my chest.
I step back only far enough to whip it over my head, then do the same to her bulky sweatshirt. “Fucking beautiful.” I cup her breasts before reaching behind her to unhook her bra. I slip my finger under one strap, then the other, and let it fall to the floor. “Fucking stunning.”
Nora gasps and reaches for the snap on my jeans. When her warm hands snake between my boxer briefs and my skin, I hiss.
“I need to taste you,” I say, licking her mouth before dropping kisses to her jaw, then her bare neck.
Her delicate fingers circle my cock, and I jump back.
“Drake?”
“Baby, I’m one second away from exploding in my pants like a pre-teen watching his first porno.”
I take her hands and move them back up to my chest, then push her backward on the bed. I follow her as she moves to the center. I kiss her lips one more time before sliding myself down her body, stopping at her breasts to lick, suck, and bite.
“Drake.” She clutches my hair and arches her hips into my throbbing dick.
I give her other nipple the same amount of attention before leaving a trail of kisses down the middle of her stomach, stopping at the waistband of her jeans.
I tell my hands to slow down, to not freak her out with how hungry I am for her, but Nora seems just as desperate to get me naked. This is good. Real good. Too good.
Her button pops open easily, and the only sounds in the room are her zipper and her heavy breathing. God, if she knew how much I’ve been obsessing over touching her, tasting her again, I’d scare her away.
She shimmies her hips to help me remove her jeans, and her legs fall open in invitation. Her musky scent hits me like a baseball to the head. I take my time running my hands up and down her thighs, opening her wider for me before dropping a kiss to her inner thigh.