Page 66 of For One Night

“Your beauty is beguiling, I’m lost in you.”

Her breath hitches, jutting her breast out. “I-I should...”

“No, wait. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so forward.” I run my thumb over her bottom lip, and Lola’s eyes flicker to mine.

“Yes, you should be.” I can’t take it, there’s no way I can let her go.

I slide my free hand to the small of her back, drawing her to me. I brush her lips with mine, asking for permission, but knowing I’ll take them whether she agrees or not. Our gaze locks, my lips on hers as soon they part.

I run my tongue over hers, tasting and savoring everything about her. I try to control myself, but I’m drunk on her elixir. My fingers tingle with her beneath them, driving me insane with want.

She melts into me as I respond to her, relishing every touch of her body with my hands. Lola moans when I press her back against the window, parting her legs further with my own.

I grip her wrists in my hand, holding them high as I groan directions in her ear. “Turn, face the window.” I dig my fingers into her hip, spinning her quickly, and pinning her to the window.

Placing her hands above her head, I spread mine over them, pressing. “Stay.” I sweep my lips over her lobe, whispering. My hands trail down her body, feeling her up as I go. My fingertips trace her forearm, over the side of her breasts before cupping them and groping her until I elicit a whimper.

“You are one helluva woman, Lola.” Her heads lulls, resting against my shoulder. I continue my path down her body, sliding them to the center, tracing her belly button, and over her pussy. She’s hot, rewarding her with a groan of my own.

“Whatever man made you feel less is a fucking fool.” I nip her ear as I lean down, gripping the hem of her dress in my hand. I trail my fingers up her thigh, dragging the material with them.

When I get to her the tops of her hips, I pull fast and hard, yanking the dress overhead and off her body. I drop it to the floor and press my body against hers, pinning her to the window. Her head rests on my shoulder, her eyes closed, savoring my every touch.

I stare at her image in the window; even the lights outside don’t shine as bright as she does. Her curves, like that of an hourglass, helping her to spill from her bra and panties. My cock hardens as I imprint her to my memory, staining my soul with all that is Lola.

“You are the most desirable woman I have ever laid eyes on. I want to fuck you here, where everyone can see me ruining you for any other man.” Her body quivers as my words sweep over her.

My hand drifts to her throat, wrapping it in them and slides up to her chin. I tilt her head, nipping her just below her ear. I run my tongue over it, kissing it softly after. She bucks into me, provoking my desire for her and the need to make her mine.

“I can’t decide how I should take you, Lola,” I say as my lips trace her jaw.

Her heart pounds against my chest as she whimpers, “Hard and fast. There’s time for slow later.”

The slightest thought of having more than once incites my craving for her, driving me mad. I step aside, catching her as she loses her balance. She clutches my shirt, holding on to me.

I’ve never wanted anything more.

I sweep her legs from under her and carry her to the bed. Tossing her, she giggles as she lands on her back. Her hair flies chaotically around her as her breasts bounce, revealing her nipples.

Her eyes are hooded when she peers up at me, smoldering with wantonness. “Are you going to stand there gawking?”

“I’m thinking about it.” I rub my finger over my lips, feeling the heat still there from hers. “I’m also thinking about climbing between those creamy thighs.”

She opens her legs, running her hand from her panties to her breasts. “Is it that hard of a decision?”

“The thing is, Lola,”—I saunter to the end of the bed, grasping her ankles—“I can do both and enjoy you longer.” I yank on her legs, pulling her to me.

She giggles, sounding as sultry as she looks. “Have you ever heard of seizing the moment?”

“Much like delayed gratification.” I smirk as she bites her lip.

“I’d prefer instant over delayed.”

I reach for my zipper. “Take off your panties, Lola.”

“Why would I do that, when I have you here for it.” She licks her lips.

“Because I’m going to give you exactly what you want.” I grip my shirt, popping the buttons from it as I rip it open.