Page 9 of Infatuate Me

I get out of the car and go around to her side, opening the door and holding my hand out to her. She places her dainty hand in mine, and I keep hold of it as I lead her to the front door, clicking my key fob to lock the car as we go.

We start to walk up the couple of steps to the front doors, but she tugs on my hand, making me turn to look at her.

“Can we maybe get the food sent to your room?” she asks, biting her bottom lip. Fuck, she needs to not do that. Makes me all kinds of crazy for her.

“If that’s what you want to do,” I say, giving her the option.

“Absolutely,” she confirms, and I can’t help the smile from crossing my face as I resume leading her into the building and straight to the lifts at the end of the lobby. I’m on the top floor, only the best for a man with a ridiculous amount of money and no fucker to spend it on because all he does is work. I need something more than just fucking office politics day in and day out, but is Carrie the answer? I don’t even want to delve into that right now. I just want to enjoy being with her for as long as she allows me to be.

Tonight is all I want to think about. And if she wants more, then it’ll be a fucking bonus.

We travel up in the lift, the doors pinging open and me leading her out, her hand still in mine as I walk us to the door of my suite. I tap in the code that is registered to me only, and the door clicks open. I push it and Carrie follows behind me, and I only let her hand go when we’re inside and I’m shutting the door.

“Wow,” she says as I watch her look around the ridiculously large space. She walks over to the floor-to-ceiling windows that line the one side and stares out at the skyline, the stars twinkling above. “This is amazing.”

“I guess so,” I say as I come up behind her and wrap my arms around her. I’m surprised when she sinks against me, and I’m not about to question it as I enjoy her leaning on me far more than I probably should.

“You guess so? It’s gorgeous,” she says, her hands coming to rest on top of my arms wrapped around her.

“I probably take all of this for granted,” I admit, because I’ve been successful for a long time, so this is the norm for me.

She remains silent, and I grimace at the possibility that I’ve just killed the ambience with my disregard for what she sees as beautiful.

“Maybe you could do something about that,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I absolutely could.”

She turns her head towards me and places a soft kiss on my cheek, making me feel something stir in my chest.

I clear my throat and ask, “I have a menu we can order from,” as I move from being wrapped around her and take a moment, making my way over to the table at the far end of the room to pick up the menu. But when I turn back to look at her, she’s stripped down to her lingerie, a sexy smile on her face.

“I’m suddenly not very hungry for food,” she tells me, as she reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, letting it fall down her arms and to the floor. Her panties are the next to go, as I stand here fucking mesmerised by her. And then she’s seductively walking over to the ginormous bed and sitting on the edge, opening her legs to let me see every fucking thing. Jesus.

Just when I think she can’t possibly make me feel any fucking hotter, she sucks one of her fingers into her mouth before running her hand down to her pussy, where she proceeds to play with her clit, her eyes on me the whole time.

“Come over here and fuck me, Dominic,” she says, and Christ, I have never moved so fast in my entire life. I have no idea where this vixen has sprung from, but I want more. “Put your mouth on me first…”

Yes ma’am.

I drop to my knees and flick my tongue out, licking over her finger as she watches. So fucking hot. I spread her legs apart wider with my hands and I suck over her finger, letting her move as I add to her wetness—she’s fucking soaked again, and I love that I do this to her. I tease her with my fingers, pushing them in and out as she moans and arches her back. And when she’s nearing orgasm, I pull away and push her down on the bed, quickly unsheathing my cock and plunging into her.

“Yessss,” she says as I pound into her ruthlessly, savouring the feel of my dick inside her before I pull out and tell her to turn over, wanting her on all fours. She complies immediately, and I sink my dick back inside her, reaching under her and pinching her clit at the same time as I fuck her hard.

“Dominic… feels so good,” she says as she pants and meets me thrust for thrust, pushing her arse back into me. She makes me feel fucking feral for her, on another level entirely. I’ve never wanted someone the way I want her, and as I tease her other hole, rubbing over it and making her feel a whole other sensation, she says, “Put it in,” and it’s almost my fucking undoing.

I don’t have any lube to hand, so I use my saliva, not wanting to hurt her in any way. I smear it over her and when I push my finger in slowly, I feel her body shake. I stop all motions as she adjusts to the feel of me in every orifice bar her mouth—and if I could fit something in there too then I absolutely fucking would. She looks phenomenal as she lets her head fall to the mattress and I see her side profile, her mouth open in an ‘O’ shape and her eyes closed. Fucking perfect.

Her walls pulse around me, and as I start to move inside of her again, I watch as she whimpers and grabs the duvet in her fists, saying, “Fuck yes… more… faster…”

Her wish is my command as I pound my dick in her and move my finger at a faster pace. Using my other hand, I slap her arse before rubbing the sting away, and her breathing becomes more ragged as I repeat the actions, my eyes focused on the reddening of her arse and how she becomes wetter.

“Dominic… I need to…” She doesn’t get to finish the words as she explodes, her pussy milking my dick and making me come hard. Her arsehole fucking puckers excitedly around my finger as I growl her name and see fucking stars from how tight she is around me.

“Jesus,” I say as I remove my finger and lie on top of her, kissing her shoulders from side to side before finding the side of her neck and then her lips.

“Amazing,” she says sleepily, and I have no doubt she’s tired from work and from then being fucked. I lift myself up and move her, so she’s laying in the bed, and I pull the duvet over her, wanting her to be comfortable.

“Sweet dreams, beautiful,” I say, as I go to wash up before joining her, wrapping myself around her as much as possible and realising that I could lay like this with her forever.

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