Chapter 4

Bennett

Elise took me back through the room, and Richie raised his glass as we passed by. Cinnamin was still working her charms on him. I marveled, wondering how in the hell he looked like he was at the barber, getting a trim when in reality, he was getting his rocks off in the middle of a room full of people.

I tore my eyes off the scene unfolding in the room and focused them back on Elise's ass as she led me away.

We slipped past a thick curtain and then down a long, dark hallway with several doors on either side, almost like a hotel. I could only imagine what was going on behind each one. The curiosity only heightened my arousal.

Being dragged off to a private room with a gorgeous brunette in a skin-tight mini-dress certainly hadn't been on my agenda for the night—but I wasn't complaining.

It was a hell of a lot better than a shrimp dinner with Harlowe. I didn't even fucking like shrimp.

Elise smiled back at me and stopped in front of a door. She pulled out a key from between her tits, flashed it through the reader, and pushed inside. I followed her inside and took it all in.

A large, king-sized bed with a rustic-looking wrought iron frame dominated the far wall. An armoire sat opposite the bed. The doors were closed, but I assumed there was a TV hidden behind them, probably with all manner of porn preloaded for inspiration.

A small bathroom was off to the left as I entered the room.

Elise moved with the confidence of a woman who'd been in the room on many occasions. She sat on the edge of the bed and cocked her head as she watched me look around. "Well?"

"Well, what?"

"What are you thinking about, Eric?"

I chuckled. "You don't wanna know."

She smiled. "Try me." I took a few steps toward her, and as I neared, she spread her thighs apart, creating a space for me. I stepped between her legs, and she pressed her thighs together, locking me in place.

"Come on, tell me what you want? What's your fantasy?"

I dropped my hand to her face and slid her chin up so she was looking at me. "Well, when I first saw you standing there, I thought you'd look pretty damn hot bent over something, dripping wet, and saying my name."

A wicked little smile quirked at her lips. "That can be arranged."

I brushed my fingers through a strand of her long, dark hair. "And I thought I'd like to get a handful of this gorgeous hair and give it a little pull."

Her eyes sparked. "Aha. I see what you like. Maybe you should go check that dresser, see if there's anything you like."

I followed her line of sight to the armoire that I'd assumed held a TV. I left her and went over to see what else it was hiding. As expected, a TV in the top half. But underneath, the drawers were lined with black velvet and laid out, like a merchandising display in a posh boutique, was an array of sex toys.

"See anything you like, cowboy?" Elise purred.

I found a pair of fabric cuffs and let them dangle from the tips of my fingers as I spun away from the toy collection. "Maybe we'll try these puppies out."

"Uh-huh. I like the way you think."

"Spin around," I told her, dropping my voice an octave.

Elise turned, and I admired the view. Her dress hugged her hips and showed off her shapely thighs to perfection, especially as it had ridden up from her slide off the edge of the bed. I stepped closer and brushed her hair out of the way. A subtle scent of roses followed the sweeping mane, and I breathed her in, knowing the rest of her was likely to smell just as sweet and intoxicating.

"If I push you too far, you tell me to stop, and I will," I whispered, my lips brushing the outside of her ear.

She snorted. "I can take whatever you dish out, cowboy."

I grinned. For some reason, it was sexy as hell when she called me that. "Good."

I set the soft cuffs on the side of the bed and started working to remove her dress. When the back was unzipped, she tugged it down her curves and dropped it to a puddle at her feet.

"Well, fuck."

She wasn't wearing anything underneath the dress.

Elise giggled at my surprise. I dropped my lips to her ear, breathing in her scent again. "Damn, girl, you got me hard as a rock, and I haven't even touched you yet."

She rocked back against me as though testing my words to be true. "Touch me, cowboy. Make me beg for it."

I tugged the fistful of her silky hair to roll her head to the other side. I ravaged the side of her neck with my lips, teeth, and tongue. She arched against me, her perky ass pressing against my rock-hard cock as I made my way along the back of her neck and out over her shoulder.

My free hand slid down her curves, over the side of her full breast, and then followed the line of her waist and the slope where her hips flared out. Her skin was like silk. Supple and soft. A rush surged through me, and I wondered how soft she'd be in other places.

I anchored my hands on her hips and spun her around. Our lips met, and Elise's hands went to the edge of my jacket. She pushed it off my shoulders. I shrugged out of it and tossed it on the foot of the bed as her hands went to work on the buttons of my shirt. Within half a minute, she took the dress shirt off and ran her hands over my chest.

"Do you ever leave the gym?" she asked, a teasing edge to her voice.

"I actually skipped my cardio today. So I figure you could help me out with that."

She laughed and dropped her hands to the fly on my slacks. "I could probably make you work up a sweat."

"I'm hoping so." I ran my hands through her hair and tipped her head back. She got my pants down around my ankles, and her hand slithered right down my shorts. I hissed when she wrapped her hand around my shaft and stroked the length.

"Mmm, cowboy, every inch of you is picture perfect."

I laughed. "Well, let's hope there aren't any cameras in here. Ain't really my thing."

She giggled and shucked off the shorts, my cock springing free, up and at ‘em. She dropped to her knees and wrapped those cherry red lips around me, and my grip tightened on the strands of her hair wrapped around my fingers. I watched as she worked me over and let her go at it until I was damn near ready to lose it before I tugged her up to her feet.

"Let's see how these work," I said, retrieving the cuffs from the side of the bed.

Elise licked her lips in slow motion and then held out her hands. I jerked my chin at the headboard. The ironwork of the bed frame was perfect for handcuffs, ties, or ropes. I imagined that was why that particular piece of furniture was selected. Elise looped her hands through, and I cinched the cuffs on, tight enough to hold her but not enough to hurt her. Inflicting pain wasn't my deal.

She was on all fours upon the bed. Naked except for her black heels. I stepped back to admire the view. "Damn, girl."

She wiggled her ass, and I slapped a cheek. The smack wasn't hard enough to leave a mark. Just enough to get her excited. She moaned and wriggled again, silently begging for more. I slapped her again, this time a little harder, and she moaned all the more.

"Spread your legs," I instructed, running my palm along the inside of her thigh.

She stepped her knees apart, and I grinned. Her pussy was drenched, the juices glistening in the low lights of the room, and it was all I could do to keep from plowing into her right then. Instead, I stroked her opening, lazily tracing slow circles. She shuddered and whimpered something indiscernible into the thick pillows on the bed.

"You're nice and wet, baby," I growled, sticking the tip of my finger into her. She spasmed around it, and I grinned. "Tight, too. Mmhmm, that's gonna feel sweet wrapped around my cock."

Elise moaned and nodded. "Yes, please, cowboy. I want you inside of me. Show me what you got."

I slapped her ass cheek again, and she panted my name, still begging for more.

"You stay there, just like that," I said, stepping away. I admired the view of Elise's pussy while I rolled a condom over my cock, dreaming of that velvet softness all around me. I returned to her and teased her with the tip of my cock, and she arched back, sticking her ass higher into the air for me.

I entered her all at once, slow but sure. Damn! She was tight! Elise gasped, but it quickly turned to a moan of pleasure. "No messing around, huh, cowboy?"

"You make it hard to wait," I drawled, thrusting into her a second time. She groaned and buried her face in the covers.

She was the perfect fit. Tight, wet, and eager. I gripped her hips and thrust into her, harder and faster each time, testing her limits. Elise wasn't lying when she promised she could take whatever I could dish out. I slammed inside of her, holding onto those sweet hips for dear life, and she kept screaming for more even as she shuddered and tugged at her cuffs.

When I buried myself inside of her that final time, she let herself go and followed me right over the edge. Only then did she fall down to the bed, sucking in air like she'd just been saved from drowning. After she regained her breath, she giggled and glanced over her shoulder at me.

"Holy crap, cowboy. You were even better than I thought you would be."

I laughed. "Good to know."

She eyed me. "Something tells me that you already knew that."

I grinned, pulling the condom off and walking over to the bathroom to flush it. I wasn't leaving my DNA here for anyone. "Just tryin' to be modest, darlin'."

Elise laughed. "Right."

I walked back over and reached around her to unhook her cuffs from the bed frame. "You okay?"

She nodded and turned around to lie against the pillows, her chest still heaving faster than normal. She rolled her head over to look at me as I started to get dressed again.

"Now it's back to the aww shucks routine? After that?" she asked, giving the space on the bed beside her a pointed glance. She laughed again as she shook her head, her smile bright and her eyes dancing. "Who are you, cowboy?"

I considered her for a moment. I wondered if there was a reason Richie had sent her along with me. Was there more to this exchange than just headboard banging sex? Was he using her? I still didn't know if she'd been paid for my pleasure or if she was just an adventurous girl, somehow mixed up with the Sanderson group. On the other hand, maybe she was just a regular at the club. I had no idea.

I flashed her a smile. "Tell you what, Elise, I'll give you the deets next time I come in."

She laughed and sat up. She pressed a kiss to my cheek. When she pulled away, her eyes were half-closed. "Deal."