5. Chapter 3

Iwatch as my goddess gets up from the table and rushes to the ladies' room. I finish my drink in a hasty couple of gulps and rub my hand across my face. One night won"t be enough. I"ve got to convince her to give me a chance, but for now, this is what I have to work with. I put a few bills on the table to cover our drinks and hurry up to follow her.

I go inside the ladies' room and see Julie throwing cold water on her face. She seems shaken up by what"s happening, but I intend to make things right between us. I check that there"s no one else in the bathroom with us and lock the door to the outside. I approach her slowly and stand directly behind her. She"s no longer that young, innocent girl that gave herself to me.

She"s a woman now, and I want her more fiercely than ever. Our eyes lock in the mirror, and I see her chest is heaving. Her glorious curves drive me crazy, and I know that I must have her now. I grab her arm and turn her to face me. Her gaze is full of heat and desire, and a dam breaks inside me as I lean down to kiss her lips. Our lips clash together and I realize her mouth tastes like strawberries.

I feel her delicate fingers grabbing my shirt to pull me closer to her, but all I can think of is claiming her as mine. While I ravage her mouth, I grab her skirt and pull it up to her waist. Her lacy panties are almost see-through, and that makes my cock twitch. Julie lets go of my shirt, unbuckles my belt, and opens my pants. Her hands are fast and sure and I feel a pang of anger that she has done this before with other men. She"s mine.

Before I know it, my cock springs from my boxers, and Julie is looking at it hungrily. I grab her by the waist and sit her on the counter. Taking a condom from my wallet, I tear the foil open and sheathe myself with my goddess waiting expectantly. Pushing her legs open, I move the crotch of her panties aside and slide in with one fast thrust.

She"s so slick with her arousal that I easily bury myself inside her, and then I"m lost in the sensation of her all around me. I kiss her once more and pull her legs to me so that they're wrapped around my waist. Every thrust pulls a moan out of her and it just urges me to take her harder. No woman has ever had this power over me. No woman has made me lose control the way only Julie can.

Our kiss devolves into something raw and wild and I wish we were skin to skin so I could absorb all of her. I pull back and look into her eyes without slowing down my punishing rhythm.

"Come all over my cock, Princess. Do it now!"

Her pussy starts to convulse around me and she bites my shoulder to keep from screaming out loud. She"s trembling now and her core is milking my cock with every delicious pulse of it. Before I know it, I"m filling the condom and struggling to remain standing. I lower my head to her shoulder and breathe her in. From now on, the scent of peaches will indicate her presence in a room. Not to mention the taste of strawberries.

I don"t want to let her go, but there"s a knock on the door, which means our time is up. I throw the condom in the garbage and zip up my pants. Julie jumps off the counter and is pulling her skirt down, trying to sweep away the creases with her hands.

"I"m taking you back to your hotel, Princess." I tell her as I brush my thumb across her lower lip.

"Maybe this isn"t such a good idea, Keith."

"You promised."

She nods and opens the door of the bathroom. There"s a line out there, but the women check me out and give her looks that vary between admiration and jealousy. I walk behind Julie, my hand on her back, and we stroll out of the bar. I signal for a cab and we get on it.

"The Bellagio, please." I say to the cab driver.

Julie frowns and looks at me. "How did you know…"

"You must have told me at some point tonight."

She"s sitting stiffly beside me, so I put my arm around her. She sighs and leans into me, making this the perfect moment. She"s in my arms, and we"re going to spend an amazing night together. But I saw something in her eyes back in the bathroom. She wants me, but something keeps her from giving herself to me completely. I know what it is. I hurt her bad nine years ago and she"s worried I"ll do it again.

Hell, I"m worried I"ll do it again. Hopefully, I can convince her that we"re worth fighting for, no matter what Mike thinks.

I feel so secure under Keith"s arm as if he"s protecting me from the world. I"m still a little hazy about what happened in the bar"s bathroom. I mean, he took me like the savage man he is, and I loved every minute of it. When I offered him one night together, I wasn"t thinking right, and now I can"t seem to back out. Okay, I don"t want to back out.

Someone else would probably demand dates, flowers, and candy, but this is the way it"s always been between us. Explosive. Earth-shattering. Life changing. And that"s what scares me the most. How this experience will change me. Keith seems to be his normal arrogant and domineering self, and I admire that he can take charge, but what will my life become after this night between us?

We finally reached the hotel Hailey"s dad booked and paid for us, and I was reluctant to get out. Keith gets out and holds out his hand for me, and there's nothing I want to do but follow. So I grab it and let him haul me out of the cab. As soon as I'm beside him, he wraps me under his arm again. We take the elevator to my suite, and a shiver goes through me as he brushes aside my hair and kisses the back of my neck while I open the door.

"Get naked, Princess." He orders.

I"m feeling stubborn, so I reach for him and take his jacket off.

"You first."

The heat of his eyes could burn me if I"m not careful. I know I"m playing with fire, but Keith Matthews is mine tonight to do with whatever I want. I loosen his tie and take it off him, placing it next to the jacket on a nearby chair. I put my hands on his face, feeling the 5 o"clock shadow that"s there and wondering why he"s never let his beard grow. I"d bet he"d look delicious.

He kisses the palm of my hand, and I pull away before he takes charge. I start unbuttoning his shirt and take a deep breath after uncovering his chest. He"s magnificent, and I caress the expanse of skin before me. I place a kiss where his heart is and pull the shirt from his pants, making sure to tease whatever patch of skin I uncover.

"I"m not a patient man, Princess."

"You can be patient for me."

I reach for his belt, and he stops me. "Give me something, Jules. I"m starved for you."

Having no desire to poke this bear, I quickly reach for my own buttons and remove my shirt. My skirt drops to the floor once I pull on the zipper and step out of my shoes in front of him. I"m wearing some lacy underwear I bought in case I would meet someone here. I am glad I did. Keith, however, looks like he wants to rip off my underwear.

"Do you always wear such enticing underwear?"

"No. I bought it for this trip."

"Hoping to get lucky?"

"Something like that."

"I thought you were aiming for celibate?" He teases.

A shadow briefly crosses his face, but it"s gone before I can even figure out what it means. I move closer to him and unbuckle his belt. The leather is hard but supple at the same time, and once I"ve removed it, I rush to open up the button of his pants. He"s already hard for me, but it still surprises me when I pull down his pants and boxers, and his cock springs out in front of me.

His member is beautiful, but right now, it"s angry, and I think it needs my pussy. I lick my lips and wonder what he tastes like. I can"t leave this room without finding out. It"s a promise I make to myself.

I"m so captivated by the view that I flinch when he takes my chin and makes me look up at him. I blush profusely and try to avert my eyes.

"Look at me." He says with that sensual voice. "Are you hungry for my cock, Princess?"

He"s got me in a trance. I can"t even speak, so I just reach back and unhook my bra, removing it and tossing it aside. His breathing turns ragged, and he looks like he wants to devour me. I"m entirely okay with that plan. I turn around and lower my panties down, mooning him in the process. I hear the smack before I feel it, and I know it"s well deserved. I straighten up immediately, but he pushes me closer to the bed and bends me down again.

"You"re such a minx. I told you I"d have you ass-up for me tonight."

He gently rubs my ass as if to soften the previous blow. He separates my legs further, and then I feel his warm fingers teasing my wet slit.

"Fuck, you"re so wet for me, Princess."

I hear him pick up his pants and search for something. A condom, I imagine. Why is he packing? A wave of rage goes through me. Always the bad boy, of course, he thought he"d get lucky in Las Vegas. Wasn"t I expecting the same? It"s the city of sin, after all. I hear the foil wrapper tear, and then his warm hands are on my ass, and his sheathed cock is teasing my entrance.

Yes, I need this. "Please, Keith."

"Please, what?"

"Please, fuck me."

Then he"s inside me, filling me up completely. I can feel the warmth of his body against my ass, and for a moment, I wonder what it would be like to take him there. But his long, torturous thrusts bring me back from my errant thoughts into the moment. I feel him groaning behind me with every passionate plunge into my channel. My legs are starting to shake, and I feel my orgasm rapidly building inside me.

"Your pussy is so tight and delicious, princess. I could fuck you all night long. As a matter of fact, I think I will."

He stops his motion momentarily, and I panic that he"s going to change positions when I"m right there. Then I feel his hands caressing my back, and he starts placing open-mouthed kisses up and down my spine. He mutters something that sounds like you"re beautiful and finally begins thrusting again. By now, it"s more like pounding, and I"m almost ready to burst.

Reaching down, he starts massaging my bundle of nerves, and that is what makes everything click into place. I"m in heaven, and my pussy starts contracting, coaxing his own orgasm out of him. He doesn"t stop rubbing my clit until I"ve ridden out my orgasm. Then I almost fall because my legs are like jelly. He lowers me down onto the bed and goes to throw out the condom.

When he returns, he lifts me up and uncovers the bed, setting me in the middle. Then he joins me and I instinctively put my head on his chest. Our breathing is still labored, and I close my eyes to take everything in. This won"t be the last time we fuck tonight, but a small part of me wishes he made love to me instead.

But that would be the wrong thing to do.