Page 79 of Latte Girl
We burst into the lobby and see a family of four getting into the elevator, so Hailey leads me towards the stairwell instead. I pull her to me the second we step throughthedoor.
“No, no, no,” she mutters, turning her face from mine. “We have five flights of stairs to get up. We’ll never make it if we stoptokiss.”
“Then I’ll take yourighthere.”
I reach my hands inside her coat and under her shirt. She closes her eyes and sighs as I slide my hands up her barestomach.
“Jordan...”
Without warning, she tugs my hands away and takes off running up thestairs.
“Not fair!” I call, boltingafterher.
We finally make it into the apartment and I don’t even take the time to look around. I lift her in my arms and she wraps her legs around my waist, sucking at my mouth like it’s the air she needs to breathe. I back her up against the door, squeezing her thighs in my hands and returning her kiss with just as muchurgency.
She moves her lips to my neck and then tugs my earlobe between her teeth. I curse under mybreath.
“Where is this bed you were talkingabout?”
“Keep walking. You’llfindit.”
I back away from the door, Hailey still wrapped around me, and head into the main room of the apartment. It’s the only room of the apartment, with her double bed taking up almost half the floor. I lower her onto the blankets and then stand looking downather.
“Take your shirt off,” she commands, her voice raspy withdesire.
I let my coat fall to the floor and tug my shirt over my head. My chest heaves as I watch her eyes running up and down my body. She sits up and shrugs herself out of her own coat, then bends down to take her shoes off. Somehow, she manages to make even thatlooksexy.
She lies back down after that, her legs hanging over the edge of the bed, and I get down on my knees between them. I reach for the button of her jeans and then slide them off her before pushing her shirt up and revealing the smooth skin of her stomach. I run my hands along her body, over her hips and across the tops of her thighs. She has her eyes closed, her breathing coming in sharpgasps.
“Touch me,” shemurmurs.
I hook my thumb around the fabric between her legs and tug it to the side, then slide one finger of my other hand inside her, going as slow as I can and then pulling all the way out before pushing back into her. She’s already soaked. I slide another finger in and her hips buckagainstme.
“Please,” she moans, and I pump my fingers in and out of her, feeling myself growing harder with everysecond.
“You look so fucking good,” Itellher.
She does. Everything about her body right now is screaming at me to taste her, touch her, fuck her hard until shecomes.
“Fuck me,” she calls, as if reading my thoughts. “Get up here and fuck me,Jordan.”
I pull my fingers out of her inch by inch and then move to sit on the edge of the bed, tugging off my shoes and the rest of my clothes as she gets rid of what’s left of hers. She leans over to her bedside table, giving me a view of her ass that takes my breath away, and pulls out a condom that she handstome.
I roll it on and then pull her to me so she’s straddling my lap, my cock pressing against the slick skin between her thighs, begging to thrust itself inside her. I cup her face in my hands, and when I look into her eyes, stunned all over again by how their dark blue waters seem to swallow me up, I can’thelpit.
“Hailey,” I murmur, “I’m sosorry.”
She places a hand on my chest and pushes me backabit.
“No,” she says firmly. “No more of that. If we’re going to make this work, we have to start moving on. I don’t want you to keep saying sorry forever. I want you to prove that I’ve made the right choice. I want you to take me. Hard. Make me forget everything but how good you feelinsideme.”
She wraps her hands around my wrists, tugging my hands down toherneck.
“You want it hard?” I ask, my voicehoarse.
“Yes,” she breathes, tilting her chin up as my thumb strokes herthroat.
“Then turn around,” Iwhisper.
