Page 68 of The Light to My Darkness (The Light to My Darkness 1)

"James!" I laughed as he locked the door. "And there won't be a line for the men?"

"I don't really care." He pushed my back against the door. "Let them wait." He grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it up my thighs. "Let them hear you scream my name." He gripped the side of my thong.

I squealed as the elastic bit my hip when he tore the fabric in two.

"Let them know you're mine." He thrust his finger inside of me.

Oh God. I guess he wasn't being gentle with me yet. My fingertips dug into the back of his tuxedo jacket as his thumb slowly circled my clit. "James, I need you inside of me."

He kissed the side of my neck. "Baby, I am inside of you." He slipped another finger in beside his first and began pumping his hand faster.

Fuck. "That's not...I want more."

He kissed my neck harder, gently sucking. I knew he was giving me a hickey. I knew and I didn't care. Sometimes he did that before he had to leave on business. It was like he was branding me. Leaving his mark for the world to see. Like my pregnant stomach wasn't enough evidence. But I didn't mind. I liked when he was territorial. I liked that he wanted the world to know I was his and his alone.

"I need you." My voice was desperate and needy. "Please."

His fingers slid out of me and he put them into his mouth. "The sweetest taste on earth."

"James." God, why was he torturing me?

He stared at me as he unhooked his belt. "Get on your knees, Penny."

No, he definitely wasn't done being rough with me yet. I looked down at the ground. Normally I wouldn't want to kneel in a public restroom, but we were in The Plaza for goodness sakes. If there was ever a restroom to fuck in, this was the one.

"Now."

I slowly got to my knees.

"I'm going to tell you exactly what I want. Exactly what I want to remember when I'm away. Exactly what I'm going to jerk off to in my hotel room when I'm missing you."

I swallowed hard.

"And then you can tell me exactly what you want. Deal?"

He didn't have to ask. I wanted exactly the same thing he did. "Deal."

He reached out and lowered my bottom lip with his thumb. "I want to picture myself fucking your beautiful face when we're apart. Now put those perfect lips around my cock."

I leaned forward and brought his tip to my mouth. He didn't ask me to lick it. He didn't really ask for any foreplay. So I put my lips around him and took him all the way to the back of my throat.

"Fuck," he said with a groan.

I heard him press his palm against the door above me. I moaned as he gripped my hair in his fist.

"Fuck, just like that, baby."

Even though his hand was in my hair, he wasn't taking control. He wasn't guiding me at all. I knew what he liked. I knew what made him lose control.

"Are you ready to tell me what you want?" he asked through gritted teeth. "Because I'm

about ten seconds away from ending this way too soon."

I knew what I wanted. And I wanted to taste him. I wanted to swallow every ounce of his cum. I quickened my pace.

He gripped my hair a little tighter and pulled his dick out of my mouth. "I asked what you wanted, baby." He pulled me to my feet. "Do you want my fingers again? My tongue? My cock?"

I watched his chest rise and fall. "I want the same thing you want." I turned away from him, put my hands on the bathroom door, and arched my back. He was right. I didn't want to taste him. I wanted to feel him. I wanted him to fill me. That was the feeling I wanted to think about while he was gone.

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