3. Juniper

Juniper

Ellery led me up to his room, opening the door to a beautiful four poster bed, a lavish couch, and a window that showed off all of the city below. I moved to the window, looking down at all the twinkling lights splashed across the skyline. It was too cloudy to see the moon right now, but it was still a breathtaking vista.

“Would you like a drink?” He asked.

When I turned back, he’d taken his jacket and tie off, leaving him in just the dress shirt that he’d popped the top button on, exposing a bit of his chest. I could see how built he was from here, and I was ready to run my hands all over him.

“Please,” I said.

He poured me something that I shot back quickly. That familiar buzz worked its way up my spine, leaving me with a pleasant hum. Into my drink, I whispered the cantation to prevent pregnancy. There was normally a tonic you could take once a year that handled that, but I couldn’t remember the last time I took it, and wanted to be safe. Having both active wouldn’t do me any harm.

Once I was done, he took my drink from me, setting it on the table beside us. Then he stepped behind me. His hands came around my waist and I sucked in a breath, trying to center myself.

“God, you're sexy,” he mumbled, almost more to himself than to me.

I let my head lean back against his chest, lulling it to one side.

He took the signal and brought his lips down on my neck, leaving soft, heated kisses starting at my jaw, ending down my shoulder, where he pushed the sleeve of my dress down.

Ellery pulled back for a moment to look at what he revealed. “You have tattoos,” he commented.

I had almost a full half sleeve of flowers that I was still getting finished. A bundle of peonies sat along my shoulder, with a crescent moon at the top, and were my newest addition. They weren’t finished yet, so they were mostly lines. “I do,” I said.

I was worried for a brief moment it turned him off, until he dragged his tongue up over the edge of the moon. I inhaled sharply, unprepared for his touch.

“They’re hot,” he said.

“Do you have any?” I asked.

“Don’t worry,” he said. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

If I could have melted to a puddle I would have. I’d never met someone with such a mouth. “I’d like to find out sooner,” I said, trying to match him.

This wasn’t normal for me. I wasn’t the type to follow men to their hotel rooms and have a single night of fun. Sure, in college I’d had my casual hookups at a frat party, but nothing as premeditated as this.

It seemed to have the right effect. He made a sound in this throat that vibrated through me, going straight to my clit. His hands moved to the back of my dress, to the zipper. The sound hissed through the room as he lowered it all the way to the swell of my ass. I let the sleeves fall from my shoulders as he slid the dress down and off.

I was glad I’d decided to wear flattering underwear, even if nothing like this had crossed my mind. I was in seamless, white lace panties and a matching white, strapless bra so it wouldn’t be seen through the dress.

He came around me so we were face to face. I looked up at him, at those intense blue orbs staring back at me. He walked forward and I took a step back, which seemed to be what he wanted. It felt almost like I was his prey and he was pushing me into a corner. Ready to devour me whole.

After a few steps, the backs of my legs hit the bed frame. His hands came around my thighs and he lifted me, laying me back onto the bed. I watched as he undid his tie, which was somehow the hottest thing I had ever seen.

He unsnapped the buttons of his wrist cuffs then started on his shirt. My gaze was glued to him as button after button came apart, exposing miles of tanned skin and hard muscle I wanted to run my tongue over.

“We should probably go over rules,” he said as he laid his dress shirt over the back of the chair.

“Rules?” I asked, my mind still hazy staring at this hard muscle of man.

“Yeah. Like this is one night, which we both agreed upon. If you want anything to stop at any time, tell me no, using a condom, obviously. Things like that.”

I managed to pull myself out of my lustful thoughts and nodded. “Right, agreed to all of it.” I then thought of any rules I wanted to lay down. “No butt stuff,” I said. I wasn’t comfortable with that on the first night. “And no kissing on the lips.”

He looked momentarily shocked, but kissing had always felt intimate to me. Too intimate for a single night. “That’s fine with me.”

He joined me on the bed, crawling up my body, taking stock of every inch of skin. When we were face to face, I had the sudden urge to break the rule I’d set not a minute ago, but I couldn’t. I needed that separation. This was one night only. I didn’t need unnecessary attachments.

I thought he might kiss me anyway, but instead he went for my earlobe, pulling it with his teeth before smoothing the slight pinch away with his tongue.

I pressed my body up against his, looking for any kind of friction, any kind of relief. When I made the contact I was looking for, my eyes turned to saucers. His cock was still pressed against him, but was hard, and large. Larger than I could have predicted.

Thinking of the stretch somehow turned me on even further. His lips moved further down my neck, over my shoulder, this time continuing their journey. They were sweet licks of heat across my skin. He came down over my breast, kissing down the middle of my sternum. I didn’t notice before, but he had on some kind of expensive cologne that made him smell musky and sweet. It filled my senses. He filled my senses.

I lifted slightly so he could unhook my bra, my breasts spilling from the front. Ellery, for his part, looked like a dog who was just given a bone.

“You’re pierced,” he said, rubbing his finger along the silver metal I had in each nipple. I enjoyed how extra sensitive they’d become since I did it. “These tits are perfect,” he continued, as if the right one wasn’t larger and there weren’t stretch marks down the sides of them.

All of those contradictions left my head as he took one in his hand and lapped my nipple, licking the bottom before swirling his tongue all around it. I moaned as he did, feeling the heat deep in my belly, making me want more.

“And you’re so sensitive,” he commented as he moved to the other, but continued to flick the first with his tongue. The bar swirled under his touch, leaving it even cooler when he pulled away.

I ran my hand through his curls. Though it looked like not a hair was out of place, it didn’t feel like there was a lot of product in it. It was soft and lush, better cared for than mine for sure.

His attention turned downward as he kissed over my breast and below, trailing over my ribs. His slight beard tickled my skin, causing goosebumps to break out all over.

“Ah!” I squealed as he nipped at my ribs.

He laughed low at the sound.

His kisses trailed lower, over my stomach, his tongue swirling my belly button playfully before he kissed right above my cunt. I wanted him there. Something told me he’d be good at that.

Instead of going where I needed him most, he kissed down my inner thigh, towards my knee, and down my calf. I groaned in frustration, even though my pleasure was heightened even more.

“Please,” I begged.

“What do you need?” he asked.

I didn’t know what to say. Or rather how to say it. I’d never had this kind of intensive foreplay. It was normally quickly roaming hands before they wanted to go all in. But Ellery was taking his time with me. Playing with me for his own enjoyment. And I kind of loved it.

He placed one final kiss onto my ankle then moved to my other leg, working his way up way too slowly for my liking. He reached my other knee.

“Please,” I begged once more.

I felt his smirk against my skin. “Tell me what you need, and maybe I’ll provide.”

I mumbled something basically inaudible. He knew what I needed. He was just toying with me.

“Let’s try this way then.”

He sat up, towering over my body. “Do you need me here?” he asked, his fingers trailing over my knee.

I shook my head.

“How about here?” he asked, touching over my hip.

I, again, shook my head.

We continued our game as he moved his hands over my arms, my legs, my belly. Until he slid down, further and further, until he ran his finger over my pussy, sweeping his fingers through my slickness.

“What about here?” he finally asked.

I gasped in relief at the touch. “Yes. Please.”

“There, was that hard?” he asked. His fingers circled me. Opening me up and swirling over my wetness.

I couldn’t answer, couldn’t speak. All of my focus was on where he was touching me. The final sensation I was yearning for.

I cried out in shock as I felt his tongue lap over my clit. My legs closed in response, but it was no use, he held them open, his head lodged tightly between them.

“You taste as sweet as I thought you would,” he said.

I didn’t know words could be such a turn on, but I was melting for him.

He finally stopped playing with me and dove straight in, eating me in earnest. He lashed over my clit, rolling it on his tongue. Every stroke had me barreling closer and closer towards climax. It built inside me, sending shivers down my spine and curling my toes.

His fingers circled my hole before entering, two at once. It was a slight stretch, with his fingers being so large. The dual sensation of the hard fucking he was giving me with his fingers, and the softness of his tongue had me falling off the edge.

My nerve endings sparked with pleasure as my entire body shook. He didn’t slow his pace, continuing to fuck me hard, his mouth never leaving my pussy.

I tried to push him away gently as I came down, but he didn’t stop.

“I know you can give me one more,” he said against my clit.

The vibrations had me arching my back off the bed as I flew from one orgasm straight into another. It was so intense and almost felt forced. I’d never experienced this feeling before, but it was all consuming.

It felt as if I blacked out for a moment when I blinked back to consciousness and watched him pull his fingers from me, licking them in the most erotic way.

When his eyes met mine, the butterflies caged in my stomach were set free, making me warm all over once again.

“Are you ready for more?”