Page 18 of Crash with Me
“I’ll tell them to go away.”
“No you won’t. I want a massage. I want you to get a massage.”
“Well, fine then.” He gives me another firm kiss as he wipes his seed from my skin with his towel. “But I’m going to make you come so hard later, you won’t see straight.”
From Seth, I know those aren’t empty words. They’re a promise.
A promise I can’t wait for him to deliver.
SIX
SETH
Feeling loose after the massage—and after the most explosive handjob of my life—I tighten my hold on Heidi’s hand as we leave the day spa.
“Someone is eager to get out of there.” She giggles and practically skips to keep up with my long strides. “Where are we going?”
“Somewhere.”
She laughs again, a sound that’s quickly become one of my favorites in the world. It’s up there with wind blowing through the trees, while a creak bubbles, and birds chirp on one of my hikes.
There’s only one sound I think I’ll love more.
It's the sound of her crying out my name as I make her come.
A sound I intend to hear as soon as fucking possible.
A door opens off the hotel lobby, and a sanitation worker leaves, pushing a cart with them.
“That’ll do,” I mutter.
“What?”
I don’t answer Heidi’s question. Instead, I throw open the door, pull her inside and slam it shut.
Her lips open in surprise. Before she can ask what exactly we’re doing in here, I kiss her.
Hard.
My tongue sweeps into her mouth finding hers. I capture her gasp and savor the feel of her fingers gripping my shoulders. Digging in so hard, I wouldn’t be surprised to find bruises there later.
I hope I do. I want a visual reminder of this moment. Of what I’m about to do.
Gripping her hips, I push Heidi back against the door. Propping her up with my body pressed against hers. My cock, once again painfully hard, cradled against her soft curves.
I’d like to feel her hand around me again.
I’d love to be in her mouth or in her hot pussy.
But my wants can wait. Her needs, her desires, are all that matters now. I can’t wait to explore them.
Taking a nip at her bottom lip, I trail wet, hot kisses along the line of her jaw and down her neck.
I pause as I find her pulse, her heart racing. I suck slightly on her skin there, savoring the feel of her pulse beating against my tongue. Delighting in the way she gasps and arches against me. Urging me on. Silently begging for more.
I have every intention of delivering.
“Seth.” My name comes out in a whispered breath. It’s both a question and an answer.
