It’s not too long before I feel him thickening even more against my lips. As I bring my hand up to cup his balls, I feel the first twitch of his orgasm as his moan echoes around the limo.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure embarrassing myself was worth it,” he admits after a few minutes. “Get dressed.” My eyes widen in shock at his demand. “This was my treat. You’re not getting any.”
“Arsehole,” I mutter as I crawl back over to find my clothes.
When Dec opens the limo door, I’m expecting to see my cottage, not the lavish hotel I spent the day in.
“What are we—”
“Come on,” he says, grabbing my hand and ignoring my question completely.
I smile politely at the young man behind the reception desk and he gives me a knowing wink that makes my cheeks flame.
Dec slams his hand down on the buttons in the lift before he stalks towards me. I back up until I hit the wall. I expect him to continue, to kiss me, but he stops and stares at me. His eyes consume every inch of me and their darkness makes my stomach clench in anticipation.
No words are said between us but a million silent promises are exchanged in those few moments.
By the time the lift comes to a stop, I’m panting. He hasn’t even touched me and I’m aching for him.
He once again reaches for my hand and pulls me down the corridor. It’s the first sign that he’s as impatient for more as I am.
The second the hotel room door is shut, I’m slammed back against it and I get what I’ve been craving, his hands and mouth on me.
His tongue sweeps into my mouth as his hands run up my ribs before squeezing my breasts.
“Oh god,” I moan when he starts sucking on the sensitive skin on my neck. “Dec, please.”
“Do you have any idea what you did to me tonight? Watching you up in that stage. Fuck, Nic.” Spinning me around, he pushes my front against the door as his fingers grasp the little zip at the base of my neck. Painfully slowly, he pulls it down. I feel my pussy throb with every inch it descends. The fabric grazes my sensitive skin as he pulls it down my body until it’s pooled around my ankles.
A shiver runs through me when I feel his lips at the base of my neck before he starts kissing down my spine. He stops when he gets to my bra clasp. He pops it open and it falls to the floor before he continues his journey. He licks a line above the lace of my thong before I feel his fingers hook inside and he drags it down my legs.
“Lean against the door. Stick you arse out.”
I do as he says, my desire pushing any hesitation aside.
“Confidence looks sexy on you.” I hear rustling of clothing behind me, but I don’t look back.
It’s only seconds later that I feel his palms on my arse. He slides them down my thighs and encourages my legs further apart.
“I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast. Right. Now.”
I don’t get to respond with any more than a groan before he thrusts inside me, filling and stretching me to the hilt. He hits me so deep that in seconds I’m biting down on my arm in an attempt to last a little longer.
“Don’t hold back,” he grunts a second before his palm connects with my bare arse and it sends me spiralling head first into my orgasm. A moment later, he finds his own release before he lifts me into his arms and carries me towards the bed.
“Bloody hell,” falls from my lips as I get my first good look at the room.
“Only the best for my girl.”
I swear my heart does a somersault. For years, Dec was the last person I pictured spending my life with, but suddenly a future with him is all I can see.
* * *
I’ve no idea what time we eventually fell asleep last night, but it’s fair to say that we made the most of our lavish surroundings. The four-poster bed was insanely comfortable, and very sturdy.
My stomach rumbles as I roll over to watch Dec walk towards the bathroom, but as hungry as I am for food I have no intention of getting out of this bed or putting any clothes on anytime soon.
Dec must have predicted such a situation, because not a second after there’s a knock at the door does he walk out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.