Page 9 of Baring All
My gaze tracks to her chest as it rises and falls rapidly. Curious, I shift it back to her face. She licks her lips before blurting the very last thing I expected to hear. “Um, so I was wondering – would you – do you, um, wanna come home with me?”
I’m so taken aback all I can do is stare at her for a long, silent moment. As the silence stretches, her face flames. Color rises from her neck, up and across her face, a look of horror rapidly following.
“Oh God, never mind. I’ve clearly had too much to drink. Don’t mind me. It’s clearly time to go home.” She blushes even harder. “Shit. Alone. I meant alone.”
I try my best not to laugh. She’s already embarrassed enough, but she’s just so damn cute as she’s stuttering and backtracking. “Uh-uh, princess. The offer’s out there. You can’t take it back now. You’ve got my mouth watering at the idea of getting my hands on you.”
Eloise’s mouth makes a perfect O. “Really?”
“Yeah, really.” This time I give in to the grin. Taking her by the hand, I lead her toward the front door. I don’t intend giving her an opportunity to back out. I’m not kidding when I say my mouth is watering at the idea of getting it and my hands on that delectable body. “Come on. Home time.”
“Wait.” She stops. “We can’t drive like this. I, for one, am definitely over the legal limit. And I’m sure you are too. We’ll have to grab a cab.”
“Fair enough. I’ll phone for one.”
“Okay.” Her color high, Eloise ducks her head.
I watch her as I make the call, and my heart pangs at the idea I’ve made her feel so uncomfortable. Hanging up the phone, I tug her closer so no one else can hear my words.
“Hey now. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I admire that you asked for what you wanted. Okay? You just kinda caught me off-guard, and I’m sorry if I made you feel bad for it. That was on me.” Tucking a finger under her chin, I gently apply a little pressure until she looks up at me.
“I’d have to be dead not to be attracted to someone as sexy and gorgeous as you. Even if I wasn’t, don’t ever let anyone else make you feel bad for asking for what you want. Yeah?”
Her gaze shifting from mine, Eloise nods.
“We good?” I ask quietly into the silence.
“Yes, of course. Absolutely.”
I’m not sure how accurate that answer is, but there’s not much I can do about it. So I leave it at that and say, “Taxi’ll be here in ten. May as well make ourselves comfortable while we wait.” I nod toward the bar area.
“Sure, though I’m not so sure more is such a good idea. I’ve already had way more than I usually drink.”
“A soda or some other soft drink then. What else are we going to do while we wait?”
“True enough, I guess.” She shrugs, making her way over to the bar area.
It feels like forever and, by the same token, no time at all before the hostess is letting me know our ride is there. Rarely one to suffer an attack of nerves except before a mission, I’m surprised to find myself feeling nervous as we get into the vehicle.
The ride is uneventful – and that’s what makes what happens next to unexpected. It doesn’t take long to get to her apartment. Eloise hurries from the vehicle into her building. Before long, we’re standing at her front door while she fumbles with her keys. Seems I’m not the only one feeling the nerves. She finally manages to get the door open, and as it closes behind me, she jumps me.
Hot damn. I didn’t see that coming, but I’m down for it.
The woman climbs me like I’m a tree. Just as well I’m fit and ready for pretty much anything. Backing up against the door to support our combined weight, I palm Eloise’s ass and return her kiss, our tongues dueling for supremacy. There’s no mistaking this for anything other than sex. Hell’s bells, the promise of what’s to come is sizzling.
Eloise attacks the buttons on my shirt, and I’m sure I hear at least one clatter to the floor. I feel the material part and groan into her mouth as her nails rake over my nipples. Breaking the kiss for the briefest moment, she yanks her blouse over her head before diving back in.
Trading kisses like its currency, things heat up like nothing else I’ve ever experienced. She briefly struggles with my zipper before admitting defeat and drops her feet to the floor. With a tug on the waistband of my jeans, all she says is, “Off.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I manage to get them as far as my knees before she hops up again, her own pants and underwear dangling from one leg.
Taking my rock-hard dick in her hand, Eloise guides me to her soaked pussy. Her teeth latch onto my earlobe, and she whispers, “Fuck me” in my ear.
As waves of sensation radiate from where she’s biting me, I do as I’m told. With no resistance, I drive deep, burying myself in her tight body. We both groan. She buries her face in my neck and threads her fingers through the strands of my hair.
“Please …” Just one word, but it’s all she needs to say. Soaked with need, that word is all I need to galvanize me into action.
Turning so that Eloise is now the one supported by the door, I rest a hand against the panel at her back. And like the good soldier I am, I follow orders and fuck her. It’s quick and dirty and noisy, but oh so fucking hot. She’s not shy to vocalize how good it feels, and her pleasure fuels my own. We’re going at each other like rabbits, and it isn’t long before I feel that warning tingle at the base of my spine.
