Chapter 3

Chapter Three

I 've been talking to Zoe for an hour. I don't recall the last time I ever just talked to someone for a whole hour. Fuck, I need to either seal the deal with this chick or break ties. At least that's what I'd usually be doing.

I'm honestly happy just sitting here talking to her. It's… refreshing to talk to a woman who either doesn't know who I am or doesn't give a shit. She's not trying to get anything out of me. She argued when I told Brian to put her drinks on my tab.

"So, are you going to invite me back to your place at some point tonight?" Zoe asks.

Whiskey gets caught in my throat and I choke down a lungful. "Shit," I hiss, trying to catch my breath. That was literally the last thing I expected to come out of her mouth.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I just assumed… Well, I shouldn't have. Forget I said anything."

"Don't be sorry," I tell her. "Let's go." I jump up and hold out a hand. I won't drag her out of here like the neanderthal I want to be. She needs to make the conscious—okay, tipsy—decision to come with me.

Zoe takes my hand and slides off her stool. She's even tinier than I thought. Her head doesn't even reach my shoulder. "Where are we going?" she asks.

"I have a hotel room at the Four Seasons. My brother's getting married tomorrow. We're all supposed to stay there tonight."

"Your brother? Why aren't you with him?"

"Because my brothers, all four of them, are a hell of a lot less exciting than you are, Zoe. Which means I'd much rather hang out with you."

Her hand grips mine a little tighter as we work our way through the crowds on the sidewalk.

I glance in her direction. Her lips are pressed tight together. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. I just don't like crowds all that much," she says.

"Me either," I admit.

I guide Zoe through the lobby of the Four Seasons and straight to the lifts, my cock hardening more and more with every minute it takes to get back to my room. I want to get inside this woman. Now. As soon as the doors open onto my floor, I reach out and toss her over my shoulder before making my way down the corridor.

"What the hell?" Zoe screams while slapping her open palms across my back. "I will shoot you, you know."

"I figured this was the fastest way to get things done." I tap the key card on the door, push it open, and let it slam behind me before tossing her onto the bed this time. "I want you naked."

I slide my arms out of my jacket, dropping it to the floor as I make quick work of unfastening the buttons on my shirt. My cufflinks land on the plush carpet, followed by my shirt. "You're not naked yet, Zoe," I tell her.

She hasn't moved from her spot on the bed. Slowly, so fucking slowly, she climbs off the mattress and shimmies herself out of her dress. While I kick off my shoes, bend forward, and remove my socks. My eyes stay glued to Zoe, who is standing in front of me in a matching light-pink lace bra and panty set. And a pair of sky-high black heels.

Fuck, I love those shoes.

"Leave the heels," I tell her when she goes to kick them off. Then I step closer to her, my hands grabbing for my belt and tugging it loose. "Leave all of it. I've changed my mind. You're like a fucking present and I want the pleasure of unwrapping you myself." My fingers slide to the button of my slacks before I pull down the fly. Then I reach out a hand and brush it along her collarbone. "Do you have any idea how fucking good you look right now?"

"No." Her eyes drop to the carpet.

Placing my fingers under her jaw, I lift her chin, forcing her gaze to meet mine. "You've never seen a mirror? Fuck, babe, you should know I'll be jerking off to this image of you for years to come." I move my mouth closer to hers. "Trust me when I say my cock doesn't get hard for just anyone. But you, Zoe, you've got me harder than I've been in a long time." I close the gap and slam my lips onto hers.

I've been dying to kiss her all fucking night. My hands move around to her back, one cupping her head, the other resting on that dip right above her ass. Zoe's lips part and I take the invitation, walking us backwards until we're falling onto the bed. Where my body hovers above hers.

"Do you want me to touch you, Zoe? Do you want me to make you come harder than you've ever come before?"

Zoe's cheeks flush a bright pink as she nods her head.

"That's not going to work for me, babe. I need you to use your words. Tell me you want me to touch you. That you want me to fuck you."

"I want you to fuck me, Marcel. I feel like I'm going to combust if you don't touch me. Please," she says.

"With fucking pleasure," I growl before taking her mouth again.

Our tongues duel for ownership. This is one fight she won't win, though. I'm going to own this tight little body of hers by the end of the night. There won't be an inch of her I haven't explored with my fingers, my tongue, my cock. My hand slides under her back, unhooking her bra before I push myself upright. Then I drag the straps over her shoulders and her perky breasts bounce free. They're not huge but they're not small either. They're just fucking right. And real. So fucking real.

Filling each of my palms with one of her breasts, I massage the soft globes before leaning down and taking one of her rosy nipples into my mouth. Sucking it between my teeth, I bite down slightly, my eyes focused on her face. Watching. Waiting for her every reaction.

Her eyes widen. But it's the way her legs try to close, squeezing each side of my thighs, that tells me just how much she loved that little tinge of pain. I lick at her nipple. "Fuck, you have great tits," I tell her.

Zoe's hands tangle in the ends of my hair. "Mhmm," she moans as I continue to show her breasts the attention they deserve. Moving down her body, I stop when my mouth hovers over her panty-covered pussy. She's wet. I smell her arousal. See the wetness seeping through the fabric.

"Are you wet for me, Zoe?" I ask her.

She nods her head.

"I can't hear you. I might just have to find out for myself." My fingers slide under the fabric of her underwear, gliding through her wet folds. "Fucking soaked. This all for me, babe?"

Zoe looks at me. Directly into my eyes. "Yes," she says, her head falling back onto the mattress when I press a finger on her clit.

I slide my hands over, fist the side of her panties, and rip them. Shoving the material out of the way so that I now have full access to her pussy. "Fuck me. You're gorgeous," I growl before lowering my head. I place a featherlight kiss at the top of her pussy lips.

Her hands grip my head as soon as my tongue makes contact with her slit. Sliding up from the bottom to the top. I push two fingers into her while my tongue continues to lap at her clit.

"Oh god, that's so good," Zoe moans. I want to ride this out for as long as I can, but I also just really want to see her fucking come.

I go in hard, licking and sucking like my life depends on it. Her body is squirming beneath me, her head shaking back and forth. Everything about this woman is intoxicating. I feel like I'm drunk on the smell and taste of her.

"Fuck, you're tight. This pretty pussy of yours is going to choke my cock so fucking good." I feel her walls tighten around my fingers, her body responding to every filthy word that leaves my mouth.

Pumping my fingers in and out, I curve them inside, finding that one spot that never fails to send a woman wild. My mouth closes over her clit, my tongue swirling around the hardened bud as I lick and suck with an enthusiasm I've never had while going down on someone before. Her entire body tenses, her pussy squeezing the fuck out of my fingers, so hard I honestly think she could break them.

Then her screams echo off the walls of the room "Oh god! Shit! Oh my god!"

I don't stop. My fingers continue to pump in and out, my tongue licking at her clit until she comes down and her body completely relaxes. "That was the sexiest fucking thing I've seen." I grin as I push up off the mattress.

I shove my pants down my legs, quickly followed by my boxers, freeing my cock. My fists wrap around it, pulling a few times while I bend and reach into my back pocket for my wallet. Retrieving a condom, I open the foil with my teeth and roll the protection down my shaft. Before settling back between Zoe's legs again.

I look into her eyes. There's lust there but there's also something else. Fear. I know that look all too fucking well, and it's not one I want to see on the chick I'm about to fuck.

"You okay?"

Zoe nods her head, but her mouth stays firmly shut.

"We don't have to do this, you know. You don't have to do this," I say while shifting my weight to one arm and sliding off her.

Zoe's arms reach out and close around my neck. "I want to. I do. It's just… been a while, and you… Well, it's not exactly small."

"My ego or my cock?" I grin.

"Both." She laughs.

"I'll go slow. If at any time you need to stop, just tell me, okay? And I will stop. Promise." I would never force myself on a woman. Ever. I'm all sorts of fucked up, but I'm not that. Lining my cock up with her entrance, I push inside her. Gently. Taking my time. Making sure she's enjoying this as much as I am. "Fuck, is this what heaven feels like?" I lean my face down, claim her lips, and ever so fucking slowly glide my cock all the way in. Once I'm buried to the hilt, I feel her tense. I stop moving and grit my teeth. "You okay?"

"Uh-huh, you feel… good." She sighs.

"Oh, babe, I'm about to make you feel so fucking good you'll forget your own name." I smirk as I drag my cock out before slamming back in again. Gradually picking up my pace. Reaching between our bodies, I circle her clit with my thumb. "I need you to come again. I want to feel you come on my cock," I tell her.

I pump faster. Harder. Her body matching my rhythm as her hips lift off the bed to meet mine. "Don't stop. Oh god, don't fucking stop," she screams out.

Leaning forward, I bite her earlobe. "The night is only just beginning," I whisper. I'm going to make her come at least twice more before I'm done with her.

Zoe's entire body stiffens. The walls of her pussy tighten around me. She tips her head back and screams my name as she comes apart.

Fuck, that's tight.

I didn't want to come yet. But I can feel the tingling sensation crawling up my spine. My balls tighten, my movements ruthless as I drive into her while chasing my own fucking orgasm before following her into the abyss.

"That was… Oh god, what the hell was that?" Zoe asks, throwing an arm over her eyes.

I roll off her, lying next to her on the bed as both of our chests rise and fall in quick succession. " That was perfect fucking, Zoe. You and me, we're going to have one hell of a night, babe."