Page 7 of Stone Deep
The confidence this crazy night had given me suddenly vanished. “Of course, if you don’t want?—”
Before I could finish, he had me in his grip and pushed up against the warped room six door. His mouth covered mine, and as his kiss deepened, my body felt more and more relaxed in his arms. He was a complete stranger. All he’d done was take hold of my waist, press his hard body against mine and kiss me, but I’d never felt so completely comfortable and ready in my life. It was the rush of the crazy night, I told myself. It couldn’t be anything else.
“Key?” His deep voice floated through the delirium he’d already kicked up in my head.
Not completely convinced I could manage to fit it into the lock, I held the key up to him. His tongue still stroked my lips as he reached one hand forward, and, without even looking at it, unlocked the door.
I stumbled back as the door flung open. He grabbed me to keep me from falling onto my butt and shut the door with his foot. His hand reached back and flicked on the light. It cast a fluorescent yellow glow over the shabbily decorated room.
He hadn’t missed a stroke. His mouth covered mine as he reached down and took hold of my sweatshirt. Our mouths parted long enough for him to sweep my sweatshirt and the shirt beneath up and off in one fluid movement. I could hardly catch my breath between kisses. When he yanked off his shirt, I felt nearly dizzy with desire. I couldn’t ever remember wanting someone as badly.
“Jeez,” I muttered on a long sigh. “Are you for real?”
His hands took hold of my waist, and he stared down as his fingers encircled me completely. “Funny, my hot little pixie, I was just thinking the same thing about you. What fucking enchanted forest did you float out of, cuz I’m startingto believe in little winged people.”
I smiled. “I was only a pound and a half when I was born. I guess my mom could have kept me under a toadstool if she’d wanted. Fortunately, she didn’t.”
His fingers reached up, and he slid my bra straps down my shoulders, exposing my naked breasts to his gaze. Warm moisture pooled in my pussy as he smiled admiringly at them.
“Tiny or not, these pretty tits are more than enough.” He rubbed his thumb over my taut nipple. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck. Something about him made me want to forget anything that troubled me and throw all caution and reason and rational thought to the wind.
I hopped up on my tiptoes and kissed his neck. He smelled of soap and beer and sex, and my senses were running on overload. My skin warmed instantly as his hands caressed my back. He dragged his hand around my waist and found the button on my jeans. This was really happening. Physically, there was just no way I could stop in the middle of this now. I wasn’t sure if it was the thrill of standing in a cheap motel room with a completely intoxicating stranger or if it had just been so long since I’d felt like this, but there was no way I could back out now.
A sobering thought occurred to me as he unzipped my pants.
“Uh, Slade, do you have?—”
His mouth tilted up. “Yes, I do.”
“I guess I should have figured. Withthisand everything.” I leaned back and waved my hand in front of himlike I had out in the hallway. “Okie dokie. I’m going to stop talking now because I’m extremely horny, and I don’t want to ruin the mo?—”
He silenced my blathering with another kiss. This one was more urgent. With clear, precise movements, he pushed my pants down below my hips. “Shoes off, Tink.” His warm breath tickled my ear as his mouth pressed against it. “I want you naked.”
I needed no prodding. His demand to see me naked only intensified the ache in my pussy, and all I could think about was him between my legs. I clutched at his arms for support as I lifted up one leg at a time and pulled off my shoes.
I started to push my jeans off, but he lifted his hand and motioned for me to turn around. “I want to watch from behind as you shimmy those jeans off, and take it nice and slow cuz you have the cutest ass to go with the rest of you. Oh, and lose the panties at the same time.”
I circled my bare feet around and took a deep breath. Knowing he was standing directly behind me, watching me, made me shiver with pleasure. I hooked my thumb in my panties. “Just so you know, I don’t go around doing stuff like this often.”
“Do you mean pulling guns on people or inviting strangers into your motel room?”
“Well, both.”
He’d moved behind me so quietly, I hadn’t heard him. But I could feel the heat of his body just inches from mine. His large shadow fell over me, and I could hear each breath he took.
“Hey,” he said quietly over my shoulder, “if you don’twant to do this just say so. I’ll be heartbroken and disappointed. Fuck,” he groaned, “really disappointed, but just say the word, Tink, and I’ll leave.”
I stood there for a second looking at his giant shadow on the wall in front of me. I slowly pushed my jeans to the floor, and my panties dropped with them. Without turning around, I reached back for his hand. I pressed it between my thighs, and his fingers curled into the hot, moist folds of my pussy.
A low, deep sound rolled up from his throat. “Guess that means you want me to stay.” His fingers slid through the moisture and inside of me.
I pressed my back against his chest and wrapped my hands around his arms for support. “Yes,” I whispered. “Stay.” He continued his erotic exploration of my pussy, nearly stroking me to the edge of an orgasm using just his thumb and finger. With his free hand, he unzipped his jeans. His hard cock pressed against the small of my back. It was slick with wetness and it pushed urgently against me, begging for relief.
I sighed in disappointment as he removed his hand from between my legs long enough to push off his jeans and shoes. I turned around and gazed down at his naked body as he ripped open the condom package with his teeth. He was a perfectly sculpted hunk of a man.
I couldn’t hold back a smile. “I am so glad I didn’t just tell you to leave. If nothing else, I can die knowing that I spent a long, passionate night in a motel room withthis.” I went to wave my hand in front of him again, but he grabbed my wrist.
He pulled my arms up around his shoulders and cuppedhis hands under my ass. He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me a few steps to the wall and pressed my back up against it. His kisses were hard, almost bruising, and I was just fine with that. I was nearly crazed from wanting him.
