heat in her core intensified and she wrapped her legs around the beast and pressed herself closer to what he so easily offered. She needed it, needed to take her mind off the load of shit that life had just dumped her way.
Vaguely, she heard the elevator doors open then Dave groaned as he reluctantly released her mouth. He didn't put her down; not that she minded , she had no intention of letting go. As he walked out of the elevator she gently sank her teeth in his neck and sucked, making Dave release a primal groan of pleasure. She heard a few whistles and dirty remarks as Dave struggled with his key card but that didn't divert her attention.
Her mind was on only one thing; getting this man naked and taking what she needed.
When he eventually got the door open, she wasted no time.
He was beautiful, every inch of him. As soon as he'd shut the door behind him she had ripped his clothes off him, exposing the perfect body she saw every Friday night on Cage Takedown. She had to push him off her so she could take her time; touch, feel and taste every inch of him. This was what she was good at, making people feel good, and she was going to make damn sure she felt good as well.
Pushing him down onto his bed, she gave him a little smile as she slowly peeled her tight top off, exposing the lacy black bra that cupped her full breasts.
"Wow," Dave muttered, his eyes glued on every move she made.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," she promised him, dropping the top to the floor.
Then she unzipped her tight jeans, her eyes never once leaving his as she watched the play of emotions in his beautiful eyes. Slowly, she peeled them off, bending down to take them off so he could admire her perfectly formed bottom. Oh, she knew it was perfect, she had been told often enough to let it go to her head. It had given her confidence over the years, allowing her to use her body expertly to get the reactions she wanted. She knew exactly how to move to make the people she was sleeping with hot, to make them want her with desperation. And when they did, she was assured a good lay all the time. That was the whole point. She was a generous lover, but only because it served her. She would never do it otherwise.
In her little thong, which she had lied to Corey about, and bra, she strode over to the bed and knelt down beside him, her eyes feasting on his body. She didn't touch him, she just let her eyes sear his flesh as she anticipated all the things she was going to do to him. She watched as his breathing became more labored and his eyes heavier with his need. She watched as his muscles flexed as if she was actually touching him. Then she finally gave in to her temptation to touch him, but only barely. She used the tips of her finger tips, ran them slowly and sensually down his body; down his chest, his rippled stomach, his thighs all the way down to his feet and then all the way back. He was truly a magnificent specimen, his body reacting just the she wanted it to.
She bent down to taste his bronze skin and found it irresistible. She had to taste all of him. So she rubbed her body against his as her lips and tongue trailed down his body the way her fingers had, leaving in their wake a trail of fire. Dave groaned, fuelling the fire that was burning below her stomach when her lips finally made it to where he desperately needed them. Then watching his face, she took all of him into her mouth, earning a lot more desperate groans.
"Rae... don't stop."
She wasn't about to. Catching his eyes, she swallowed him. The very loud, primal cry he released was the final push she needed. She had to have him. Urgently.
After quickly rolling the protection down his length, Dave ripped the last bit of clothing on her body and she sat astride him. She let out a low moan as she slowly took all of him. He was huge, he filled her up so much she felt like he could rip through her. Just the way she liked it. Hell, she liked it any which way but in that moment in time she