Page 75 of Fate In Fiction

A tidal wave of emotion patters through me. If it’s not love, it’s something damn near close. She smiles, and I can only pray Josie’s heart is feeling exactly what mine is. My hand intertwines with hers, tugging her toward the hotel. Her arm stretches out as I’m on this mission to get us back to our room in record time. Drenched with salty rain and sandy feet, we enter the lobby earning a few stares, but bolt straight to the elevator. Walking into the elevator, a few people step forward to enter.

“Full capacity.” I nod to them and hit the button to shut the doors. A shiver filters through my body from the air conditioning, but it only heightens my need to get her alone and under me. My teeth jam into my bottom lip, offering minimal restraint as I take in Josie’s lust-filled eyes and windblown hair, then rest on her perky breasts. She’s breathtaking, and I cannot believe I’m lucky enough to hold a place in her heart. My hand gently grips her chin, before my body pushes her into the corner of the elevator.

“You have until the elevator opens on our floor to back out of the last ten minutes, little darlin’.” As badly as I want to stop this elevator and take her right now, my voice remains level and deliberate. “If not, just know I will forever be staking a claim on you.” She nods quickly, as if this is a no-brainer.

Delicate hands rest on my shoulders as the doors open. Josie backs me into our penthouse, and I allow her to lead until my back hits the large glass window. My tightened jaw aches from the amount of restraint I’m channeling to let her to call the shots. Hooded eyes sear through mine as her lips part to speak. With a breath to steady herself, I wait. Please hand me the reins.

“I’m yours to do as you wish.” The words fall through her lips as I bend down to collect hers in mine. The salt on our skin and the faint smell of the ocean air off our clothing brings me back to us on the beach. My eyes fall shut as I replay the memory through our kiss.

This is it. It begins now. With us. No more fighting it, no more cutting her off and pushing her away. She gets all of me.

“You’re mine,” I whisper into her mouth. “God, you’re all mine, Josephine.” I can’t believe this is actually happening. There is no better prize to be won. Gripping her waist, my free hand unzips her dress. The damp lace lingerie doesn’t leave much to the imagination as her dress weighs down to the floor. The rain outside eases up, drawing my eyes out the window.

“All yours,” she breathes, and with that, all control snaps.

Gripping the back of her neck, I pull her against me. In a swift motion, we switch places, and a gasp leaves her lips as the cool window hits her back. Wicked thoughts form as my eyes drop to the busy nightlife outside. Oh yes. She turns her head to follow my gaze, and I take the opportunity to spin her around, pressing her breasts against the window.

A rooftop bar bustles about as people sit under the canopy to enjoy the storm and their drinks. The remnants of rain slides down the window as the storm halts droplets from the sky. With my cock pushing into her back, she’s flattened against the window. I need to taste her again. My mouth meets the shell of her ear as her breath hitches. She remains still, letting me control the moment. Dragging my hot breath down her neck and over her shoulder, my lips gently press and explore, making her shiver in my grip. Wandering my hands down her curves, my fingertips slide back and forth over the opening of her panties.

“Mmm.” My body lights up with even more anticipation. “I bet your pussy is drenched and ready to welcome my cock.” Her moan is my answer.

Looking down at the rooftop bar, people’s growing eyes and slightly parted mouths and smiles are a dead giveaway of them enjoying our encounter. Josie’s beautiful red hair is hard to miss. One girl nudges her friend, bringing her eyes up to our level. I’ve done my fair share of voyeurism, but this feels like a whole new game with having Josie at my mercy. My cock aches with unbearable need every time she moans and pants.

“You like how Miami sees you’re mine?” My hoarse voice sends a shiver through her, and her hips flex, needing me to move my hand lower. “They’re down there sipping their drinks, knowing I’m about to drown in your pussy.” Her mouth opens to speak, but words are yet to come.

Sliding my hand into the waistband of her panties, I dip a finger inside. “You’re so worked up, little darlin’.” When my eyes wander to the growing crowd, I lock eyes with a woman with a slacked jaw and wide eyes. “I love how wet you are for me.” I remove my finger, tasting her arousal off it before sliding it back into her pussy. “I could easily slip into you with one thrust with how ready your pussy is for me.” Another finger pushes in.

“Emmett.” Her panting is more desperate than she tries to let on. “Just like that.”

“You’re so fucking perfect, Josephine.” On the patio below, a young guy sips his beer and adjusts himself. “Look them in the eyes so they witness the pleasure I bring you.” The group watching attempts to act causal, but I know they’re all eyes as their heads tilt up. “No one but you and I get to touch this pretty pussy.”

My finger rounds her clit as her head falls back onto my chest. I continue with a feathering touch to keep her desperately panting, but not enough to get her off. Blood pumps through my body at a rapid rate as she grinds deeper into my rhythm, screaming for a release. Placing her hand on top of mine, she attempts to add more pressure.

“Please.” A near sob leaves her lips as I retract my hand.

“Hands on the glass, Josephine,” I assert. “Above your head.” She obeys, instead of her instinctual need to rebel. My cock tries to punch through the seams of my pants at her submission. “Good girl,” I growl, not able to get enough of this woman as I slide my fingers back over her clit with the needed pressure. “Trust me, I’ll take good care of you, little darlin’.” I push her body flat against the window as I bite the sweet spot on her neck and earn a gasp of appreciation.

“Take my bra off.” The words rush out at once as desperation fills the suite. “And my thong.” Plunging two fingers into her, I curl them until I hit that magic textured bit of flesh. The low chuckle in my chest vibrates against her back.

“You think I’d allow bystanders to take in all of you?” My fingers push back and forth, caressing that spot until she’s whimpering and trembling. “Those assets are for my eyes only, little darlin’.” My words edge her on as I feel her orgasm build around my fingers and stare at those watching below.

One lady fans herself as the other woman holds a straw between her lips, as if downing her beverage. Yeah, I bet they wish they were pressed against this window while a skilled man ignites pleasure through their body. But I only have my eyes and heart set on Josie. My mouth meets her neck, sucking gently, but alternating between my lips and teeth nipping on her skin. Josie’s body begins to tighten, clenching around my hand, and I know she’s close.

“Yes,” she pants. “I’m gonna––” My fingers withdraw from her panties, spinning her around to face me. Gripping her chin, I tilt her head up to lock our eyes.

“Not for them, you’re not.” Like hell I’m going to let them relish in the beauty of Josie coming.

“Let me show them.” Her eyes swing to the side, trying to get a glimpse of those watching. “Let’s show them who owns your dick as you fuck me against this window.”

The me before Josie would have no problem stroking my ego to show the world how I can fuck a woman as she screams out my name. But Josie is precious. Mine.

“Josie,” I say her name slowly, pleading to bring her back to the moment of just… us.

JOSIE

His voice grounds me as I become too caught up in the moment. “The only person I need to prove myself to is you.” This man siphons the air from my lungs once again before his lips tenderly collide with mine. His leg pushes between my thighs as his dick grinds against my hip. My whimper is muffled as he lifts me up and makes his way down the hall.

Emmett dims the bathroom light as he sets me down and turns on the shower. His skilled hands turn me on beyond compare as his one hand reaches to unclasp my bra as his other undoes his belt with only one hand. Both stripped naked, he backs me into the shower as his only needing to prove himself to me sets my anticipation. My heart thumps into my ears, muting everything around us. A devilish smirk forms on my lips, challenging him the way I always do, but he doesn’t jump to reciprocate. The warm water trickles over us as Emmett steps into me, closing the gap with a soft kiss. Strong arms wrap around my waist as his need reminds me of how he should be plunging into my core. Bending my legs to prep for a bounce to mount him, he smiles against my lips.