Chapter 5

I'd seen her in that crowded room and instantly got a fucking hard-on. I didn't know what it was about her, but I hadn't been able to take my eyes off her the entire night.

This possessiveness moved through me. I'd never fucking watched a woman the way I watched her. I'd been consumed with the very sight of her.

If she hadn't come to the balcony, I would have stalked her until I cornered her, until I could make a move on Pyper and convince her she needed my cock.

And so here we were, in the cigar room of the high-end hotel, showing me Pyper was a little more giving thanks to the privacy afforded to us by this little alcove. I had to wonder if she'd give me what I wanted if we had spectators. Hell, I couldn't lie and say that didn't turn me the fuck on. Maybe once I had my cock deep in her tight, little cunt, the noise would draw a couple of witnesses to watch.

They'd be so damn jealous I was fucking her. She was the hottest piece of ass I'd seen in the entire hotel, and I didn't need her mask off or to see her totally naked to make that declaration.

Having her on my lap felt fucking incredible. She was the perfect size… her curves, her weight, her… everything just so damn perfect for me.

Knowing I fucked her with the cigar currently between my lips had my cock stiffer than damn granite. My shaft jerked, and the feeling of pre-cum making my boxer briefs and slacks damp wasn't lost on me.

I had my hand cupping her inner thigh, her skin warm and smooth, slightly damp from her pussy juices. Fuck, the fact that I turned her on so much her cunt was dripping for me was so damn sexy.

I begrudgingly removed my hand from her leg and pushed the fall of her hair away from her shoulder. She sucked in a breath at the touch, and I fucking loved that she reacted so strongly to me.

I could have taken things slow. I could have wined and dined her. She no-doubt deserved that, but I was so hard-up for her, had been instantly, that I wasn't going to fucking wait. I couldn't.

"Anthony." She whispered my name, and my balls drew up, and my dick throbbed.

I stared at her lips. They were red and full, stained from the berries she'd been eating with her champagne, probably tasting sweet from the desserts she'd let melt on her tongue.

I wasn't the type of man who gave in to anyone or anything. I liked things a certain way. I got what I wanted, when I wanted. And so here I was… going after what I wanted.

Pyper.

"We shouldn't do this… here."

I chuckled deeply. Darkly. "You and I both know we really should fucking do this, baby doll." I cupped her cheek and stroked my thumb along her jawline. Fuck, her skin was so soft. "Doesn't this feel right?" I whispered. Coaxed. She nodded. "Just think how much better it'll feel, how real fucking right it'll be, when I'm balls-deep in that tight, little snatch of yours."

She sucked in a breath. "No one's ever spoken to me so crudely before."

I chuckled again and stroked her bottom lip. "And you fucking love it."

She nodded, her breaths coming out faster.

I didn't stop touching her face. I wanted to touch more of her… all of her.

Pyper slipped her tongue out and ran it along the swell of her bottom lip, right where I'd been stroking. And it was that sight that had all semblance of self-control I had being violently ripped away.

I leaned toward her and, while staring in her eyes, took a puff from my cigar. I held it in my mouth for a second before exhaling, surrounding both of us in the fragrant smoke.

She moaned. "It smells so sweet. A little spicy. It turns me on," she whispered the last part.

I set the cigar aside and moved so our mouths were only inches apart. "Tell me you want my big, thick cock wedged in your little cunt. Tell me you want me to bend you over this chair and fuck you, even though someone could look around the corner and see us."

She breathed even harder, and the sweet-scented air, laced with berries and champagne, moved along my mouth.

"You can say no at any time, but I want you. And you want me, Pyper. Nothing else matters." I cupped the back of her head, and with my leather mask still rolled above my mouth, I pressed my lips right to hers.

She gasped instantly, and I used that opportunity to lick her lips before delving inside. She only resisted for a second but then softened. I felt the moment she gave in, her resistance lost as she moaned and opened wider for me.

I shifted her so she was now pressed to me as I leaned back, her legs still slung over the arms of the chair, her dress hiked up to her waist, and I could feel the heat of her right over my cock. I tilted my head to deepen the kiss and groaned at how good she tasted. I still had the flavor of her cunt on my tongue and forced her to taste it as well.

I needed her so fucking badly. The scent of her intoxicated me, and I found my fingers in her hair, taking out the few pins that held the strands away from her face. The locks tumbled around us, and I tangled my fingers against her scalp, mouth-fucking her like I'd be doing to her pussy.

She broke the kiss, and I gripped a chunk of the silky waves behind her head. "That's it, baby doll." I pulled her head back and immediately went for her throat. Fuck, she tasted so good as I licked her soft skin.

"You feel so good," she moaned.

"Nah, baby," I groaned and sucked hard at the base of her throat, knowing I'd leave a little mark there. "Nothing's ever felt as good as you."

And that was the moment my control completely fucking snapped.

I took her mouth harder at the same time she put her hands on my biceps, digging her nails into my arms. My suit was a barrier I wanted fucking gone.

"Tell me who's making you feel this fucking good," I demanded, using my hand in her hair to angle her head farther back and to the side. I dragged my tongue along the slender arch, gliding it from her collarbone to her jawline.

I was a man possessed with this woman.

"I've never felt so good," she admitted, giving me what I wanted.

And that's when I stood with her in my arms, set her on her feet, turned her around, and pushed her forward. She braced her hands on the chair, and I pulled her dress up, revealing the glorious mounds of her perfect, peach-shaped ass.

"Jesus Christ," I cursed and didn't stop myself from bringing my palm down on the bared cheek, the little thong she wore teasing me until I felt like I was fucking losing my mind. "You're driving me fucking crazy, baby doll."

The sound of my palm making contact with her bare skin was loud enough I fucking knew the men right around the corner could hear. Let them. I wanted them to know I was fucking the hottest piece of ass they'd ever seen.

Her clutch was on the ground, and I doubted she even realized she dropped it.

"Your phone in your purse, baby?"

"W-What?" she asked in a breathy voice. "Yes," she answered, realizing what I asked.

"I'm gonna get it out. That okay?"

She nodded, stepping further apart, as if she didn't care what the fuck was going on as long as I fucked her.

"Goddamn, you're so fucking hot." I smacked her ass again, then reached down and got her phone out.

"What are you doing?" she asked and looked over her shoulder when she heard the camera going off.

"Giving you something to remember this night by, baby." I didn't let her know I didn't need fucking pictures to remember her. I was already fucking obsessed, and I hadn't even gotten my dick inside her yet.

And I knew once I had her… I was fucked in the best way.