“You two have a good night,” he calls out as we walk right past him to the elevator.
“Thanks, Jim.” She looks up at me and smirks. “What?” I ask with a smile of my own.
Shaking her head, she holds the key card between her fingers up against her chest. “I was thinking that we might be able to get away with this, and Jenna and Ryder wouldn't find out. But that's not going to happen, is it?”
The elevator doors open and we step inside. The second they close, I grab her face and whisper. “Who cares if they find out. This isn't about them; this is for us.”
Kissing her, she lets out an audible moan as my tongue slips inside her mouth. Her eyes shut and she falls forward into my arms. The kiss is dirty, sloppy, and I fucking love it.
Her hands are in my hair, pulling and tugging as her tongue swirls around mine. The elevator stops and the doors open causing her to break away. Grabbing me by the arm, she yanks me out into the hall, dragging me to her door.
Everything about this feels dangerous. Like we're doing something wrong, and the thought of someone catching us only makes it hotter.
Slamming her against the wall right outside her door, I kiss her again. My lips move from hers to her neck, fluttering down her throat and over the tops of her breasts. Siobhan tangles her fingers in my hair as she rests her head back and moans.
Her nails scrape down my scalp as she pushes her tits up against my face. My mouth keeps moving, up the other side of her neck, taking small bites. I nip the side of her throat, drawing out another moan.
“So,” I say, letting my lips hover against her ear, “you going to open that door or do I have to kick it in?”
Twisting her head, I keep kissing her as she tries to ram the card in the slot. She misses, then she misses again, grunting with frustration. I don't stop kissing her, making it even harder for her to focus.
Running my hand up her ribs, I cup her tit and squeeze right as the light turns green and the door lock clicks open. Sia throws the door inward, and we both stumble inside. Slamming the door shut behind me, I set the bottles of wine down on the small table as she starts to pull off my jacket.
She's kissing me feverishly. Sucking my bottom lip into her mouth slowly and sexily, she smiles as she drags it between her teeth until it plucks free. Her fingers move one button at a time as she undoes my shirt.
There's a look in her eyes right now. Determined, hungry, needy, everything I feel inside I can see in her big blues.
Sia shoves me down on the bed, her eyes glinting like gunmetal as she tilts her head into her shoulder. Reaching behind her back, she unzips her dress. Grabbing both straps, she pulls them down her arms, letting the dress pool around her feet.
Her arms fall to her sides as she stands in nothing but her panties. Pulling her shoulders back, my eyes fall to her breasts as her nipples pebble and small goosebumps ripple down her skin.
Stepping out of the puddle, she slips her fingers into the thin edge of her lacy white panties, pulling them down her thighs. I can't stop staring at her. Her body is perfect, her tits are perfect, her pussy smooth and glistening with arousal is fucking perfect.
Reaching for her heels, I say, “No, leave them on.”
Sia smiles at me as she steps in close. I run my hand up and down her thigh, across her stomach and up between her tits. I touch her all over, exploring her entire body. Her skin is soft and smooth, and I love how she shivers lightly as the tips of my fingers run down her sides.
We were so hot and heavy before, but now, now I want to take my time. I want to enjoy every second of this. Every touch. Every kiss. Every naked piece of her skin. All of her.
Grabbing her by the hips, I pull her in close. I run my tongue across her belly and trace a line from her naval to her mound. My hands move to her ass, squeezing tightly and pulling her hips closer as my tongue licks her pussy lips.
Spreading her legs slightly, she massages my head with slow erotic movements. The tips of her fingers press against my scalp. Her nails rake against my skin. Her hands grip and pull at fistfuls of my hair as she moans with each swipe of my tongue.
“That's it, sing for me.” My voice ripples over her pussy, causing her legs to shake.
Cupping her ass, I lay back as I pull her higher up on my chest, positioning her pussy directly over my face. Sia is on her knees, the tips of her toes digging into the mattress as she adjusts herself above me.