wouldn’t? This was THE James “sexy as hell” Michaels. Get a grip girl! You are not a groupie to be used and thrown away. Whatever this is – it’s not going to happen tonight. She chanted in her head.
Rising from the couch she walked over to where she had dropped the phone and menu on the floor. She reached down and picked them up in one swift move. Placing the phone back on the cradle and the menu beside it on the table she turned not looking at James and cleared her throat.
“James, I think you should leave.” She murmured her words that were not even clear to her.
James started approaching her, and Destiny took a step back. He continued his approach until he was inches away. He did not touch her, but she could feel his breath as he exhaled.
“ We will not do anything that you don’t want to do, Destiny. You must know that I want this weekend to be everything you fantasized about. With that said, if that means not touching you, then so be it. However, little girl, if you want me to touch you, all you have to do is say so.”
Destiny nodded.
James leaned in and gently kissed her mouth. His eyes were staring at her intently. She swallowed hard and wanted his lips to return to hers. She lifted her head slightly to give him an okay, and James wasted no time giving her what she wanted. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her flush to him, taking her mouth and kissing her deeply. He parted his lips and nudged her with his tongue. She opened her lips, accepted his tongue, wrapping her arms around his neck, and threw caution to the wind. Her body needed this. Hell, her body wanted it. She was a woman and he was a man. For this weekend, he was hers and she was his, no regrets and no remorse. They parted and she took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
Chapter Eight
In the bedroom of the suite, he pulled her to him, hugging her gently, and kissed her long and hard on the lips. Destiny responded passionately, standing on tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck and searching out his tongue with her own, then slowly and carefully they began to undress each other.
She unbuttoned his shirt, stripping it back down his arms and tossing it onto a chair. James took the hem of her T-shirt and lifted it, and as she raised her arms, he slid it up and off her. Then his hands moved behind her, stroked her back gently for a few moments, and as she closed her eyes and stood very still, she felt him unfasten her bra and slide it down her arms.
He feasted his gaze on her, the firm brown breasts jutting proudly from her curvy body, the dark brown nipples already hardening with passion at his touch. From her waist, the gentle inviting curve of her womanly hips vanished into her low cut jeans. Gently , he put a hand up to each warm globe and stroked the nipple, and Destiny shuddered and ran her hands up and down his arms.
Suddenly she knelt down, and her hands fumbled at his belt. Unfastening it, she popped the button on his pants , slid the zipper down and pulled them down his legs to his ankles. He understood what was coming and felt his cock rising and hardening in his boxer briefs. Destiny stroked the bulge of his cock through the material, feeling the shape of his erection, and then she took hold of his briefs on either side and slid them down his legs, his cock springing free level with her face. She was well pleased.
“ James, who knew?” She teased. He smiled knowingly.
Gently, she took his erection in her hands and moved her mouth towards it tortuously slow, gently blowing on the tip. The cold air of her breath made it grow even thicker and harder. She put her tongue out, licking the tip of his cock with it. He moaned, putting his hands on her head, holding her gently.
Finally, she took his cock into her mouth, sucking it as her tongue teased it. James gasped and buried his fingers in her hair, feeling her lips slide along his shaft and her persistent tongue tickling and teasing as her hands held the base