Standing, I turn around to face her. I watch as her eyes flick down to my cock, which is standing at attention now, just at the mention of her riding me. Closing the distance between us, I back her against the wall that’s next to the door and slam my palm down next to her head.
My other hand gently glides up the outside of her thigh, moving up and under my shirt, then slide my fingers over until I dance them down her mound and touch her clit.
Hutton hisses, her eyes widening as her breath comes out in a slow sigh. “Beaumont,” she exhales.
Sliding two fingers inside of her, I gently begin to pump in and out of her warm body. She’s still wet from earlier, still sticky from my cum and my cock aches to feel our combined release that is still inside of her warm center.
Hutton wraps her fingers around my shoulder, digging her nails into my flesh like she often enjoys. I don’t mind it at all, either, not one single fucking bit. Dipping my chin, I touch my lips to hers. Slipping inside of her mouth, I moan as her taste floods my tongue. Everything about her is so fucking sweet.
She widens one of her legs, hitching it around my hip as she shifts her body, tilting her hips, silently begging for more of my fingers. Touching my thumb to her clit, I begin to rub at the same time my tongue fucks her mouth.
Hutton moans down my throat and that’s when I lose my shit. Moving my hand from between her legs, I grab ahold of the backs of her thighs and pick her up, pushing her back against the wall for leverage.
Aligning my cock with her center, I slowly dive inside of her. Her eyes widen, her breath hitches and then her lips turn up into a slow smile.
“How does it always feel that amazing?” she asks breathlessly.
I smirk, dipping my chin and touching my lips to hers. “Because we’re made for one another, darlin’, it’ll always feel that good.”
Without allowing her to respond, I smash my lips to hers and I fuck her out in the open, on a balcony in a small town in California. When she comes, I’m sure she wakes up the entire fucking hotel, but I don’t care, because I finally made her scream.
Finally.
HUTTON
I stretch, reaching beside me and finding the bed cold, again. I smile as my eyes slowly flutter open. I’m not surprised that the hotel room is completely silent. Beaumont isn’t one for sleep, ever. If I know him, he’s either out on the balcony, or gone and practicing for his show tonight. I feel as though I’ve come to know him pretty well over the last couple of months, and that’s just his pattern.
Rolling onto my side, I reach for my phone, finding a note resting on top of it. I quickly open it, recognizing his scrawl.
JESSE AND I TOOK OFF. COFFEE AND DONUTS ON THE TABLE. I’LL COME BY AND PICK YOU GIRLS UP AT FOUR FOR SOUNDCHECK. BE READY.
MISS YOU ALREADY.
-B
My lips quickly turn up into a blinding, can’t-wipe-off-my-face-smile. I flick the covers off of me just as I hear a knock on the door. Reaching for my clothes, I grab a t-shirt and panties from my bag.
Hurrying toward the door, I look out the peephole and let out a sigh of relief to see Laurie on the other side. I don’t know who I thought it was going to be, but I’m glad that it’s her.
Tugging the door open, I cringe at the fact that she’s completely dressed and ready for the day, when I’m just rolling out of bed.
She smirks, breezing past me and I close the door behind her, locking it before I turn toward the coffee table where I see two coffees and two bags of what are hopefully donuts.
“I could use a breakfast taco, but Jesse told me they don’t do that here. Isn’t that crazy? He said they had breakfast burritos at the gas station. I gagged a little just thinking about that,” she says as she flops down on the sofa. “So, sugar it is.” She grins.
“You and Jesse?” I ask as I make my way over to the sofa, grabbing a coffee and a white bag before I sit down across from her.
She looks over at me, her eyes roaming my body, my face, then my hair and she chuckles. “Honey, I wouldn’t be saying shit to me. You look like you’ve been ridden hard and put away wet.”
I blink, biting the corner of my bottom lip. “That’s not nice,” I whisper.
She shakes her head, her smile never dying. “Just sayin’, you look like that man completely satisfied you. Don’t deny your friend a little somethin’-somethin’.”
“I just don’t want you to get hurt.” I shrug as I take a sip of my coffee.
She snorts. “Same, sister.”
I don’t say anything else. We sit in silence and I enjoy the coffee and donuts. When I’m finished eating, I turn to her. She’s got her head tipped, and she’s typing on her phone. I don’t know who she’s talking to, but I also know that she won’t tell me. She’s been hiding something from me for a while and it’s really starting to upset me, mainly because I never hide anything from her.
“Okay we’re going shopping in the cute downtown area, right? Go get dressed so we can head out. This is our only full day here.”
Her words cause my stomach to flip. I can’t believe that she’s right. These weekend trips that I’d planned, they’re short. Fly in Friday, fly out Sunday. I don’t want this weekend to end, though. It seemed so much easier four weeks ago when I planned it.
I understand why Beaumont wants me to stay. I want me to stay too.
The rest of the day, Laurie and I shop, but neither of us really talks. She’s glued to her phone and I’m lost inside of my own head. That is until I hear her gasp. We’re standing in this cute boutique and I’m looking through the rack of tops, thinking that I could find something to wear for this evening.
Turning my head, I frown as I look over at her. “I shouldn’t show you, but you need to know,” she breathes.
“What?” I ask, my heart racing.
She shoves her phone at me and I blink at the sight in front of me. It’s a dark picture, it’s grainy, obviously taken from a distance and with a not so great camera, but there is no denying what I’m seeing. It’s me and Beaumont. It’s his naked back, his beautiful sculpted ass and me against the wall.
Making love to me.
“Oh my God,” I breathe.
My cell phone rings and I shove Laurie’s phone back at her as I fumble to answer my own. It’s Beaumont and I’m panting as I say hello.
“You saw,” he mutters.
“Oh my God.”
“You saw.”
“How? Who? Why?”
“It’s okay, darlin’ girl. It could have been a lot worse. You were completely clothed. I just opened my email from my agent and saw it. Apparently, it was sold first thing this morning before she could intercept it.”
“What do we do? Oh my God, if my clients see this,” I hiss.
He chuckles. “Nothin’ to do. Where are you and I’ll come and pick you up.”
I tell him where we are and turn toward Laurie. “He said there’s nothing to do. How can he say that?”
She shrugs a shoulder. “Because it’s already done, Hutt. It’s out there for the world to see, thank God they have no clue who you are. You’re just a pretty dark-blonde mystery person from Gallup for now. And nobody even saw your titty. I wouldn’t worry too much. But y’all gotta stop fuckin’ outside.”