But, I can’t think about any of that right now. I can’t think about anything, really.
And if I’m being perfectly honest, I don’t think wild horses could stop me from knocking on her door and waiting as patiently as I can for her to open it. And oh boy, when she does, it’s an out-of-this-world experience.
“Wow, you look...wow,” I fumble over my words.
She laughs a little, and there’s a new glow to her. One I’d never noticed before. She looks like sex on legs, some very nice toned legs. Her hair falls down in a waterfall of brown waves, and her dress is some yellow number that displays her tits in the most awesome way. I can’t keep my eyes off them. “You too.”
“Did you want to grab dinner?”
She shakes her head. “No, not dinner.”
I crack a smile. “Dessert?”
She shakes her head again with a big smile.
“Coffee?”
Once more she shakes that beautiful head of hers.
“My hotel room has a hot tub.” And that’s all I need, and Kiki walks hand in hand with me toward my rental car.
And it is so on. I drive like speed limits are a myth, and pull up to my hotel in record time.
We make our way through the lobby without looking completely awkward. I open the door to my room, and lead her inside.
The hot tub’s off a private deck, and I can’t wait to get her in there.
I’ve been thinking about her all day. Like all fucking day long. All fucking week. And I can’t wait to slip my cock deep inside her.
Just the thought of it is getting me hard as I open a bottle of wine for her as she stands on the deck overlooking the ocean.
“Beautiful, right?” I ask her, offering her a nice Pinot Grigio.
“I love it here. I wish I could live right on the beach.” She turns to face me. “Do you miss it?”
“Miss what?”
“The beach, the ocean.”
I shrug. “No, not really. Maybe a little come winter time.” I smile, but I know that’s not what she’s really asking. She’s asking if I would ever come back to it. If I’d ever move back here to Jupiter. To be with her.
And honestly, I don’t know. I know I really like her. And the way she looks tonight, I know if I left this place I’d miss her every damn day.
“Come here,” I say to her.
She crosses the patio, and I step behind her. She leans her head back against my chest, and together we watch the crashing waves along the shoreline.
It really is breathtaking. And my body hardens when she pushes her ass back against my dick.
He’s awake, and my body’s raring to go. “You have no idea what you do to me, Kiki.”
She turns in my arms to face me. “You do the same things to me.”
There’s a warmth in my chest that spreads throughout my body, limb to limb, igniting a flame of want only Kiki can satisfy. I kiss her. Our tongues mingle. And I keep kissing her as I take her wine glass from her and walk her closer to the tub.
“I need to get you naked and into this hot tub.” Like right the fuck now.
Kiki draws in a breath, and kicks off her shoes. That’s the right idea.
I set her wine glass down, and rip off my shirt. I turn on the hot tub and wait a second for the jets to start bubbling.
When I glance back at Kiki she’s removed all of her clothing down to only her black-cotton panties. She faces me, and I suck in a deep, ragged breath. “You’re drop-dead gorgeous,” I tell her before unzipping my jeans. “Do you know that?”
She steps closer, her cheeks flaming crimson, putting one foot into the tub. “Thank you,” she says, peeking up at me through her long lashes. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
I smile, removing my boxers and letting my cock spring to life.
Now it’s her turn to gasp when she sees me fist it in my hand. “Get in,” I tell her, nodding to the hot tub.
She removes her panties and then steps in, sitting down on one of the seats.
I follow in after her, and sit next to her, my body so turned on more than it’s ever been before. “You know what I love about Florida?”
Kiki runs a hand over my thigh, her nails tracing over my skin, creating sparks that fly up my leg. “What?”
“Every day feels like vacation.”
She laughs, the sound waking me up to the possibility of hearing it every day. “You’re kind of right. Except in summer, when you melt into the sidewalk while walking from your house to the car.”
I crack a smile. “I don’t miss the summers.”
“There’s something I’ve been thinking about all day.” She straddles my lap, pushing her tits in my face.
Oh, yeah.
I lean in and kiss her soft skin, making my way over each peak with my mouth before drawing one into my lips, nibbling my teeth over her pebbled nipple. I press my hand against her back, bringing her body closer to me. “What’s that?”
She cups my face, like she seems to do a lot. And I’m not gonna lie. I really dig it.
“The way you get so hard in an instant. The way you sound when you come. I can’t get the visions of it out of my mind, and it turns me on.”
I stall, my eyes searching hers. “You do know it’s because of you, right? That you make me so fucking wild with every little thing you do.”
“Like what?”
I suck in a breath, like all the oxygen has been pushed out of the air, and I’m left with this sense of loneliness without the thought of having her with me always. “Your lips, for starters. I fucking love your lips. I love the sounds you make when I touch you. You make me so damn hard when you look at me like you’re looking at me right now. Like how you looked at me the night you first saw my drawings.”
“Like you’re a mystery to me?”
“I think I’m pretty easy to figure out.” I squeeze her body in my hands.
She shakes her head the tiniest bit. “No, you’re not.”
I kiss her lips, kissing her the way she deserves to be kissed. She grinds against my dick, and I want to stare at her. To gawk at her. To look at her and never stop looking at her.
“I want you, Ellis,” she breathes out, her voice strained as she rocks into me, and by god this girl will fucking have me.
All of me.
My dick turns rock solid. It’s go time if there’s ever been a go time before.
I gaze into her eyes, staring up at her slightly. “Kiki, you may think I’m a mystery, but I think it’s pretty obvious what you do to me. How you make me feel.” I grab her hand and place it on my hard on. “This is what you do.”
She moans out, hurried, uneven, and the sound of it makes me want her even more. The sexiness of her tone. The want so fucking apparent as she murmurs. I want her. My fucking god, do I want her.
Make sense? Good. Because nothing right now in this moment makes sense anymore. The world has turned topsy-turvy and I can’t decipher which way is up or down. All I do know, is there’s an electrical current in the air, sizzling between us.
Her hands land on my shoulders, and she nuzzles her face in the groove of my neck. “I’m yours,” she whispers against my skin, so feather soft I almost don’t hear her.
But fuck me, I’m so glad I do. Because it ignites something deep within me.