He laughed as he reached up, taking the key out of her back pocket and opening the door. When he shut it behind them, she said, “You can put me down now.”
“No.”
Carrying her through the small living room, he kept going past the bedroom, and then out onto the patio. “What in the hell?”
“Shh, you.” He put her on her feet, and she looked around as he reached for her shirt.
“What are you doing?”
His lips quirked at the side as he gazed out at the view of the mountains that the hotel faced. “I want to fuck you, right here, in the open air, with the sun setting against your skin.”
She eyed him. “Are you insane? People could see us!”
“I don’t care.”
“Well, I do, you crazy person,” she said, walking past him back into the room. When she turned to look back at him, he was leaning against the rail, watching her. “Come on.”
“Nope. I want you here.”
“No.”
Holding her gaze, he lifted his shirt over and off his body, throwing it back into her room. Next, he undid his belt before pulling it out of the loops and throwing it after his shirt.
“Vaughn, don’t you dare,” she said with laughter. He was insane!
“Come here.”
“No.”
“Fine.” Reaching for the button of his pants, he undid them before pushing them down his legs. He wasn’t wearing boxers. His cock sat there, free and out, standing at attention just for her. Had it grown even more? Lord. “Come here.”
Why was her mouth watering at the sight of him stroking his cock?
Maybe she was the insane one.
“I’m not having sex on the balcony.”
He wasn’t listening as he slowly sheathed himself with a condom. “No one is out here. Just me and you.”
She couldn’t go out there. That was just crazy. But then her feet were moving, and she went to the threshold of the balcony door. “We could do it right here. Same thing.”
That was the biggest mistake she could have made, because his reach was long and he had her up against him with the next breath she took. “There you are.”
“I swear, if someone sees us, I will kill you.”
“No one is here,” he said as he slowly undressed her, throwing her clothes into the room with his.
When she was naked, he kissed her along her collarbone, sending chills down her spine and heat straight between her legs. Vaughn’s hand found its way between her thighs, stroking her softly. His lips smashed to hers, and soon, nothing mattered but the two of them and the magic that was happening between them. She had never felt so connected to a person in her life—which was weird because she thought she had loved her ex Martin with everything inside of her. If that was the case, then why did she feel more connected to Vaughn? Someone she wasn’t in love with. Yet, there was this bone-deep connection between them.
As he moved his hands down her arms, he drew the kisses out of her before lacing his fingers with hers in a sweet and gentle way. Lowering himself into a chair, he pulled her onto his lap, not breaking their connection as her hot center moved along his hard, massive cock. Moaning against her lips, he lifted her up a bit and entered her completely, their moans mingling at the connection.
“God, yes,” he groaned against her lips. “I’ve been thinking about this for days.”
“Phone call away,” she whimpered, her head falling back as she moved up and down on him to the rhythm he provided with his hands. Lifting her legs up, she put them over the arms of the chair as he went deeper, and her breath caught against his lips.
“I was such an ass,” he murmured.
“You were.”
He bit her nipple, and she cried out as he licked it, sucking it into his mouth. He was so deep, and it was so fucking perfect. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back as he trailed kisses up her neck, nibbling on her jaw before taking her mouth with his. She felt her orgasm building, her body getting hot all over as he nipped and kissed all over her neck. Her body moved up and down on him with ease. He was strong and she weighed nothing to him, it seemed. It was so invigorating to be manhandled by a beast of a man, and she had never felt more amazing or beautiful than at that moment. He worshiped her body. His mouth was all over her, and it took only a second once his thumb found her clit.
She shook against him, shattering with no notice. All he could do was chuckle against her neck. “Ha, you wanted me.”
“I really hate you.”
“Your body says otherwise.”
“It’s dumb.”
“It’s fucking hot.” Grinning at him, she pressed her lips to his before he nipped at her bottom lip and then her chin. Taking her by her hips, he dug his fingers into her as he started to pick up the rhythm, going into her harder and deeper with each thrust. The sounds of their bodies slapping together were intoxicating, and she never wanted to hear another sound but that one. When his head fell back, he let out a loud groan, his body jerking up into hers. He leaned back with the force of the motion, snapping the back of the chair and sending him falling to the patio with her on top of him.
Then they were both just laughing.
From the gut.
Falling to his side, the coolness of the concrete patio against her skin, Brie couldn’t stop laughing. His body rumbled against hers, and she felt so perfect. So amazing as she gazed up into his beautiful face. “Are you okay?”
Looking down at her, he smiled as he nodded. “Better than okay. But damn cheap chairs.”
“It was plastic.”
“That’s the first time I’ve broken furniture.”
“Me too.”
“I assume it won’t be the last for us either.”
She grinned as an answer before he dropped his lips to hers, kissing her hard. Pulling back, he kissed her nose and looked deep into her eyes. “Do you know how beautiful you are right now?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing the side of his mouth. “No, but tell me. I like flattery.”
Laughing, he kissed her jaw. “So beautiful. You take my breath away, Brie.”
She smiled smugly. “Well, I am hot.”
Again, they both found themselves in stitches as they got up and headed inside, where they made love over and over again. As she lay in the bed, her leg lazily over his, she ran her hand down his chest and felt complete.
“No.”
Carrying her through the small living room, he kept going past the bedroom, and then out onto the patio. “What in the hell?”
“Shh, you.” He put her on her feet, and she looked around as he reached for her shirt.
“What are you doing?”
His lips quirked at the side as he gazed out at the view of the mountains that the hotel faced. “I want to fuck you, right here, in the open air, with the sun setting against your skin.”
She eyed him. “Are you insane? People could see us!”
“I don’t care.”
“Well, I do, you crazy person,” she said, walking past him back into the room. When she turned to look back at him, he was leaning against the rail, watching her. “Come on.”
“Nope. I want you here.”
“No.”
Holding her gaze, he lifted his shirt over and off his body, throwing it back into her room. Next, he undid his belt before pulling it out of the loops and throwing it after his shirt.
“Vaughn, don’t you dare,” she said with laughter. He was insane!
“Come here.”
“No.”
“Fine.” Reaching for the button of his pants, he undid them before pushing them down his legs. He wasn’t wearing boxers. His cock sat there, free and out, standing at attention just for her. Had it grown even more? Lord. “Come here.”
Why was her mouth watering at the sight of him stroking his cock?
Maybe she was the insane one.
“I’m not having sex on the balcony.”
He wasn’t listening as he slowly sheathed himself with a condom. “No one is out here. Just me and you.”
She couldn’t go out there. That was just crazy. But then her feet were moving, and she went to the threshold of the balcony door. “We could do it right here. Same thing.”
That was the biggest mistake she could have made, because his reach was long and he had her up against him with the next breath she took. “There you are.”
“I swear, if someone sees us, I will kill you.”
“No one is here,” he said as he slowly undressed her, throwing her clothes into the room with his.
When she was naked, he kissed her along her collarbone, sending chills down her spine and heat straight between her legs. Vaughn’s hand found its way between her thighs, stroking her softly. His lips smashed to hers, and soon, nothing mattered but the two of them and the magic that was happening between them. She had never felt so connected to a person in her life—which was weird because she thought she had loved her ex Martin with everything inside of her. If that was the case, then why did she feel more connected to Vaughn? Someone she wasn’t in love with. Yet, there was this bone-deep connection between them.
As he moved his hands down her arms, he drew the kisses out of her before lacing his fingers with hers in a sweet and gentle way. Lowering himself into a chair, he pulled her onto his lap, not breaking their connection as her hot center moved along his hard, massive cock. Moaning against her lips, he lifted her up a bit and entered her completely, their moans mingling at the connection.
“God, yes,” he groaned against her lips. “I’ve been thinking about this for days.”
“Phone call away,” she whimpered, her head falling back as she moved up and down on him to the rhythm he provided with his hands. Lifting her legs up, she put them over the arms of the chair as he went deeper, and her breath caught against his lips.
“I was such an ass,” he murmured.
“You were.”
He bit her nipple, and she cried out as he licked it, sucking it into his mouth. He was so deep, and it was so fucking perfect. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back as he trailed kisses up her neck, nibbling on her jaw before taking her mouth with his. She felt her orgasm building, her body getting hot all over as he nipped and kissed all over her neck. Her body moved up and down on him with ease. He was strong and she weighed nothing to him, it seemed. It was so invigorating to be manhandled by a beast of a man, and she had never felt more amazing or beautiful than at that moment. He worshiped her body. His mouth was all over her, and it took only a second once his thumb found her clit.
She shook against him, shattering with no notice. All he could do was chuckle against her neck. “Ha, you wanted me.”
“I really hate you.”
“Your body says otherwise.”
“It’s dumb.”
“It’s fucking hot.” Grinning at him, she pressed her lips to his before he nipped at her bottom lip and then her chin. Taking her by her hips, he dug his fingers into her as he started to pick up the rhythm, going into her harder and deeper with each thrust. The sounds of their bodies slapping together were intoxicating, and she never wanted to hear another sound but that one. When his head fell back, he let out a loud groan, his body jerking up into hers. He leaned back with the force of the motion, snapping the back of the chair and sending him falling to the patio with her on top of him.
Then they were both just laughing.
From the gut.
Falling to his side, the coolness of the concrete patio against her skin, Brie couldn’t stop laughing. His body rumbled against hers, and she felt so perfect. So amazing as she gazed up into his beautiful face. “Are you okay?”
Looking down at her, he smiled as he nodded. “Better than okay. But damn cheap chairs.”
“It was plastic.”
“That’s the first time I’ve broken furniture.”
“Me too.”
“I assume it won’t be the last for us either.”
She grinned as an answer before he dropped his lips to hers, kissing her hard. Pulling back, he kissed her nose and looked deep into her eyes. “Do you know how beautiful you are right now?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing the side of his mouth. “No, but tell me. I like flattery.”
Laughing, he kissed her jaw. “So beautiful. You take my breath away, Brie.”
She smiled smugly. “Well, I am hot.”
Again, they both found themselves in stitches as they got up and headed inside, where they made love over and over again. As she lay in the bed, her leg lazily over his, she ran her hand down his chest and felt complete.
