“Dick. I need a penis, preferably a big one inside of me.” Now that the words were out of my mouth, I may have overshared on that one.
Tugging on my hand, Walker ran my hand down his taut stomach and along the hard length hidden behind his jeans before I could think or react. When I tried to pull back, he shook his head. “Is this big enough for you?”
He knew it was. There was no way Walker didn’t know he was packing an anaconda in his pants. When we masturbated that one night it was dark in the room except for the light coming from the TV, but even in the dim light, I could tell he was huge.
“I can satisfy you in more ways than one.” I started to tell him no when he placed his finger over my lips. “I’ll be good to you.”
And I knew Walker would be good to me. In and out of bed—at least until he got tired of me.
Lacing my fingers with his, I pulled him along with me as I went around the house from the backyard to my car.
“Where are we going?” He asked as he came to walk beside me.
“Don’t ask questions. If you don’t want to come with me, you can go back inside, and I’ll see you on Monday.” I kept moving, wondering what Walker would choose to do. When his fingers tightened around mine, I walked faster to my car.
Walker kept true to my request as we got inside my car and drove away from the house where he was staying, heading toward my place. As I pulled into the parking garage, I could see him out of the corner of my eye, looking around curiously.
Pulling into my parking spot, I turned off my car and stepped out. Walker was hot on my heels. He reached out to grab my hand as we walked through the door to the lobby. The second I felt the tips of his fingers touch mine, I pulled away.
Bobby, the doorman, tipped his chin to me. “Have a good evening, Ms. Rose.”
“You, too, Bobby.” I gave him a wave as we entered the elevator.
The second the doors closed, Walker turned on me. His hot breath feathered against the oversensitive skin of my neck. “Are you embarrassed by me?”
His tongue ran along the shell of my ear. I gasped at the contact, already knowing this was a bad idea. “I don’t want you or Bobby to think this is more than what it is.”
“And what’s that?”
“We’re getting this—whatever it is—out of our systems.” I pointed back and forth to the two of us, even though I knew he couldn’t see it. Walker’s lips and tongue were trailing a path down the column of my neck. My pulse was erratic as I whispered. “Plain and simple.”
“Speak for yourself. There’s nothing plain or simple about the way I want you.” One of his hands slipped underneath the hem of my shirt. The heat of his large hand on my stomach had my whole body shaking, and when his hand started to travel north, I thought I might combust.
The doors to the elevator opened with a ding, and we tumbled out all hands and legs. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on his body. To feel the way his muscles contracted with each touch.
“Which one is yours?” He rasped, leaning down and running his tongue down the back of my neck, sucking on my skin. He was marking me, and it was the biggest turn-on.
“Last one on the end.”
Walker nearly picked me up as he rushed me down the hallway. I pulled out my keys, unlocking my front door. We stepped inside to the lights of LA shining brightly through the floor-to-ceiling windows that wrapped around both sides of the living room and kitchen area.
“That’s one hell of a view.”
It should be for the kind of money it cost me to buy it. I loved being able to see all of LA from anywhere in my condo.
Turning me around, Walker took off my shirt and started on the button of my jeans. “I want to fuck you out on that balcony of yours.”
Kicking off my boots, I lifted his shirt by the hem. He dipped his head, letting me pull it over his head. My hands immediately fell to his torso and ran down the plains of his abs. “Is that where you are choosing to have me for your one and only time?”
Kneeling down in front of me, Walker pulled my jeans down my legs. His calloused hands ran up the outside of my quivering thighs. Running the tip of his nose along the fabric of my already drenched panties, he breathed in and moaned deep in the back of his throat. “Oh, no, my sweet Penny. Once you have my dick, you’re not going to be able to stop at just one fuck. You’re going to be begging for it over and over again.”
As he stood, I pulled down his zipper and wrapped my hands around his impressive and intimidating length. “You’re awfully cocky.”
“You would know. You’ve got those soft hands of yours wrapped around me.” He jutted his hips into my hands. “Why do your hands feel better than anyone else who’s touched my dick?”
I shook my head and lightly laughed at his words. “Maybe if you want this to go any further than my hand on said dick, you shouldn’t mention anything about all the other women who’ve touched it.”
“I promise never to mention another woman in your presence again, so long as you keep touching me.” Head tipped back, his Adam’s apple bobbed with each word. Why was that so damn sexy?
Kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his jeans, Walker picked me up and strode over to the bank of glass. Placing me on my feet, he opened the door and guided me out until my front was pressed into the railing. The chill in the air and the way he was touching me had goosebumps erupting over every inch of skin.
“Fuck, I thought you were beautiful before, but standing here before me right now, you’re… exquisite.”
Expertly, he divested me of my bra and panties in record time. Soft lips trailed open mouth kisses up my spine and across my shoulder.
I wanted to turn around and put my mouth anywhere and everywhere on his skin, but Walker kept me pinned where I was. He touched me as if he was mapping out each curve and valley of my body.
I moaned and arched my back into his touch. I’d never wanted anything more than his body flush against mine and his erection pressing into the small of my back.
Walker’s hands and mouth were everywhere but where I wanted him. I had to give him credit. He was good. He had me so wound up. “I need more,” I begged.
“Patience. If this is my only chance to touch your body, then I’m going to take advantage of having you at my mercy.”
I turned, looking over my shoulder, and chased his mouth with mine. His arms came around me, cupping my heavy breasts as he licked along the seam of my mouth. “Is this what you want?” He asked only seconds before slipping his tongue inside. He licked and nibbled. His tongue slid against mine, tasting me while rubbing his length along my ass.
When we broke apart, I was panting with need. “You’re diabolical. I’ll give you the rest of the weekend if you put me out of my misery and fuck me now.”
“I told you you’d beg for me,” he chuckled and licked along my bottom lip.
I bit his bottom lip and tugged. Letting go, I smirked up at him. “Shut up and fuck me before I take matters into my own hands.”
Knowing I would, he pressed his hand between my shoulder blades with one hand and gripped his cock with the other. “I hope you’re wet, baby.” Two fingers dipped inside, pumping once before he pulled out. “God, you’re fucking soaked for me. You have no idea how much that turns me on.”