Page 4 of Pieces of Us
She wastes no time in closing the distance and placing her lips to mine. The contact sends electricity through my veins. I try my best to hold back, but she’s driving the pace and before I know it, she’s pushing her tongue against the seam of my mouth, inviting me in. Our tongues meet, and fuck, she tastes like the sweetness of her prosecco and lime from the shots. I feel a moan vibrate from her throat, and I lose what little control I was holding on to. I place a finger in the waist of her jeans and pull her closer against me. Her hands come to my jaw. I feel her breaths heavy against my cheek and her breasts pressed against my chest. This might be one of the hottest kisses I’ve ever experienced. It’s like she’s hungry for it, like she wants to consume me.
She suddenly pulls back, and my eyes open. She’s breathing hard and her eyes don’t move from my mouth. “Let’s get out of here.”
Hell, yes. “Your place?”
She nods and takes my hand, pulling me through the room back to the bar. “Let me tell G we’re leaving.”
We stop to talk to G, and I pull out my phone to order a car. When she whispers in her friend’s ear, G looks at me and smirks. She picks up her purse from the bar, opens it, and hands me a condom. I open my mouth to speak, but I’m not quite sure what to say. This is certainly a first.
“Uh, thanks?”
“Safety first, pretty boy. Take good care of her. I know how to find people.”
I believe her. Fuck, she’s scary. “Noted.”
Melonie assures her she’ll text her later. I check my phone for the car. “If we need a car, it will be here in five.”
“Perfect. Let me put my address in.”
I hand her my phone, and we start walking to the front of the club. I tuck my hand into one of the back pockets of her jeans. Her ass is full under my touch, and all I can think about right now is peeling these jeans off her body.
We make it to the sidewalk, and she turns to me, running a finger down my chest. “I hope you’re ready to make good on your promise. I haven’t been properly fucked in a long time.”
Shit, the things that come from this woman’s mouth. I give her a convincing grin. “Don’t worry, bubbles. I always keep my promises.”
She nods and turns as our car pulls up. I open the door for her, and I get a full view of her perfect ass as she ducks into the back of the car. I confirm her address with the driver, and we merge into the night traffic. She doesn’t live far from the club. The address she put in my phone is near Boston Commons.
We’re halfway to her place when she turns her head to look out the window. Nonchalantly, she runs her hand up my thigh to grip my dick through my jeans. My hips jump in surprise, and I try to keep a straight face in the darkness of the car. She glances over at me with an innocent smile and then back out the window of the car. My blood runs hot as she keeps her hand there for the rest of the ride. When we pull up to her building, I have to force a “thank you” to the driver.
We walk into her building and step into an elevator to go to her floor. She pins me against the wall of the elevator and gives me that same innocent smile I got in the car.
“Did you think that was fun, bubbles? Touching me when I couldn’t do anything about it?”
She rolls her lips inward and smiles. “Maybe. Are you going to punish me for it? Do you want to spank me, pretty boy?”
I take her cheeks in my hands, and I look into her blue eyes. “I will if you want me to, but I don’t really think that’s what you need tonight.” I scan her face. “You need someone to take their time with you. You need someone to put in more effort than that. If I remember correctly, you need someone to fuck you properly. And that’s what I plan on doing.” I drag my thumb across her bottom lip. It’s soft and my dick hardens at the sight of what’s left of her lipstick smearing. “When we get to your apartment, you’re going to walk straight to your room and let me watch you undress. Slowly. Then I want you on all fours on the bed, ready for me. Do you understand?”
I lift an eyebrow as I wait for her answer. Her pupils are blown as she looks at me and slowly nods. She needs to learn that if she challenges me, I’m going to give it right back. Her dirty mouth only turns me on even more.
The elevator opens, and we walk to her apartment. She pulls her keys from her purse and opens the door for me to walk in.With only the entryway light on, I can see her place is small, but nice. There isn’t a thing out of place and it smells like her.
She places her purse on a small table by the door and kicks off her heels. Without the added height, she’s a few inches shorter than I am. I lean back against the wall by the door and cross my arms against my chest. She pauses, looking at me, and I say a silent prayer that I’m not seeing doubt in her eyes. I hope she isn’t rethinking her decision to have me here.
“Did you forget your instructions, bubbles?”
She smirks and I feel some relief. “Nope.” She pops the “p” at the end.
Brat. I’ll gladly play this game.
“The longer you make me wait now, the longer you’ll have my cock down your throat later. I’ll fuck the attitude right out of that mouth.”
I see her breath catch. Think I finally found what makes her click. If she wants a sparring partner, I’ll gladly be it.
“So bossy.”
“You have no idea. Bedroom.”
Her smile grows as she turns to walk toward her bedroom. When we enter her room, I see a chair in the corner and sit. She stands by her bed and reaches for the hem of her tank top.
