I clasped Jenner’s arm the moment he was within range, pulling him in for a hug. “You’ve outdone yourself, my man. A hell of a hotel your team has built here, and this party is off the charts. Whoever put together the guest list deserves a fucking raise. Some of the women here tonight—mmm-mmm.”
As I looked over his shoulder, there was sexiness everywhere. Outfits that revealed bare, toned backs, lean arms, legs for fucking centuries.
And then there was the girl in the green dress, the queen of them all.
Through the smallest opening, a crack between two men, her eyes met mine again.
“Speaking of women …” Jenner said, pulling back to reach inside his sports coat. He placed something in my hand and then Ford’s, skipping right over Brett. “No reason to bring one home when I got you a room downstairs.”
A key card was now tucked under my fingers, the room number written on its paper sleeve.
I put it in my pocket, punching Jenner’s shoulder with just a little strength. “Always looking out for us single men.”
“I’ve got your back,” he replied, including Ford. “Always.”
The four of us raised our glasses, carefully tapping them together, before we went our separate ways, kicking off several hours of small talk with the industry professionals in attendance tonight. I gave out my card to a few up-and-coming musicians, their popularity rising enough to where they were ready for representation, and to some influencers whose following was gaining them endorsements, contracts they couldn’t negotiate on their own.
Many more drinks later, I was coming out of the restroom when I spotted her.
The girl in the emerald dress.
She was standing at the mouth of the hallway that led to the ladies’ and men’s rooms, her back against the wall, her arm wrapped across her narrow waist as she spoke on her phone.
I assumed she’d come in here to get away from the noise, to have some privacy since there was none to be had on the rooftop.
Her focus elsewhere gave me the opportunity to appreciate the view, and I took my time to observe every goddamn inch of her.
Hair I wanted to twist around my wrist and pull.
Lips I wanted sucking on my crown.
Legs I wanted to spread wide.
An ass I wanted pulsing around my cock.
Perfection came in many forms. Hers was unique and breathtaking.
I walked until I was in front of her, and her eyes instantly locked with mine, widening the longer she looked at me.
“It’s you … the guy from across the bar.”
Her whispered admission made me grin.
“I have to go,” she said into the phone. “I’ll get it all done, I promise.”
She slipped her cell inside her purse, and I reached for her hand the second it was free.
“Dominick.”
Her gentle fingers fell into my grip. Ones that would soon be wrapped around the base of my dick while she sucked my crown down her throat. “I’m Kendall.”
“I want to tell you something, Kendall.”
Her cheeks reddened, and her breathing sped up, her chest rising faster with each inhale.
“Since the moment I saw you, there’s only been one thought in my head.”
She pushed herself further against the wall, her knee bending so she could place her heel there as well. “And that is?”
“That I would do anything to taste you.”
Her lips stayed parted, like my tip was already between them, her voice getting lost in her breathing.
“Do you know what happens when I want something?” The top of her head came to the center of my chest, and I placed my palm on the wall just above her. There was plenty of room for her to leave, but it was a tight-enough cage that positioned her right where I wanted her. “I do everything in my power to make it mine.” I leaned in close, my lips hovering inches away from hers. Her eyes told me she was preparing for me to kiss her, but after a few exhales, I moved my mouth to her ear. “You’re all I can think about.”
“I”—the syllable sounded like a gasp—“don’t know what to say.”
My finger ran across her cheek and down her collarbone, goose bumps meeting me. “Say I can have you.” I pointed toward an escape route. “Or walk away. You have ten seconds to decide.”
While my hand circled the back of her neck, the key in my pocket was like a thirty-pound weight, conjuring up all the surfaces in that room that I could potentially fuck her on.
“Nine,” I breathed the number against her mouth. “Eight, seven.” I counted in my head until I reached, “Five.”
She shifted her weight, her foot dropping to the ground, her gaze changing every time I voiced a lower number.
“Four, three.”
Her chest stilled, telling me she was holding air in her lungs.
“Two.”
“Dominick …” My name came out like a moan.
“One.”
Since she’d still made no effort to move, I cupped Kendall’s face and pressed my lips to hers, my tongue immediately finding its way in. She tasted as sweet as she looked, the flavor of a margarita, her skin the scent of an island breeze.
The heat from her body scorched my hand as I rubbed down her silky dress, her back arching away from the wall the deeper I traveled. When my fingers climbed, the tip of her tit flirted with me, her nipple taunting me.
I growled, “If you don’t start walking to the elevator, I’m going to carry you there.”
She licked me off her pouty, thick lips. “Where are we going?”
“To the nineteenth floor.”
“You’re staying at the hotel?”
I nodded.
“And you’re going to carry me … in front of all these people?”
I hadn’t realized we were sharing the hallway with anyone.
Nor did I care.
“Do you want to test me, Kendall?”
Her smile told me she already was.
With the back of her dress fully open, I shimmied my fingers under the tight fabric, moving around to the front. “Fuck,” I moaned when I reached her wet, bare cunt. “No panties.”
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
I circled the top of her clit, soaking her into my skin. “Is that so?”
I flicked the same spot, and her neck elongated, pressing her head into the wall.
“I …” She was too lost in sensations to answer.
Every one of my movements was to make her feel even better, but I made sure no one could watch, using my body to block her from any viewers.
I pulled my hand out, licking off her wetness. “You taste”—I put my whole finger in my mouth, making sure I didn’t lose a drop—“fucking unbelievable.”
The second my hand was free, I grabbed hers and led her toward the elevator. Once we were inside, I hit the button for the nineteenth floor and walked her to the back wall. I held her neck, aiming her face up at mine, and devoured her lips, the sound of her breathing making me want to tear off her dress.
“You feel so fucking good,” I whispered.
I hauled her body against mine, my cock so hard that it was fucking throbbing, my tip threatening to rip through my pants if I didn’t get them off soon.
“I need more of you,” I hissed, tasting the desire on her tongue.The elevator chimed, signaling our arrival.Knowing she couldn’t move as fast as me, not in the heels she had on, I bent down and folded her over my shoulder, lifting her into the air and carrying her out the open doors.“Dominick,” she squealed, the sound of her surprise causing me to smile as I rushed us down the hallway toward the room. “You’re crazy.”She hadn’t experienced crazy.That wouldn’t happen until my cock was inside her.It took me no time to get us inside the room and flip on the lights, setting Kendall back on her feet.I surrounded her ass, squeezing her cheeks, imagining my dick between them. “Take off this dress before I shred it.”“If you thought I was wet before …” Her body quivered as she paused. “That was nothing compared to what I am now.”“Show me.”She reached behind her neck, loosening the strap that was tied there and then lowering the zipper on her hip, the emerald material soon cascading do
“Oh God, yes.” Her nails moved to my shoulders, stabbing even harder as I picked up speed. “Don’t stop.”She was handling the pounding I was giving her.But I needed more.I needed to watch her fuck me, to take control, to free up my hands so they could roam across her body.Sinking into her, I lifted her into the air and straddled her legs around my waist. My intention was to bring her to the bed, but I made a stop at the closest wall, pushing her back against it to pump into her pussy.She rocked against me with each drive. “Fuck!” she yelled. “Yes!”Her nails never left but moved spots, this time to the back of my shoulders. Mine dug into her ass, dipping until I found that forbidden hole, circling around it.“Ahhh,” she exhaled.“You want more?”Her moan was my answer.But my cock wasn’t going there. Anal wasn’t for one-night stands; there was far too much prep involved, and I didn’t have the patience for that now.Not when I needed her this badly.But that didn’t stop me from pla
KendallShit, what time is it?I pushed myself up from the bed, out of the cocoon of blanket and pillows I had buried myself in, and immediately covered my eyes from the sunlight seeping in from the blinds.Ouch.My hangover was front and center. I’d had far too much tequila last night, those skinny margaritas going down like water. If I’d only woken a half hour earlier, I could appreciate the deliciously perfect naked man lying beside me, reveling in every moment we’d shared together last night. Details I could still recall from the soreness in my body. But as I searched for the clock, one on Dominick’s side, it glowed a number that told me I was going to be extremely late for my meeting.I climbed out of bed, hopping around the room with the balance of a newborn puppy, and tried to find my dress and shoes and purse—everything I’d worn to the hotel party. Each item had fallen in a different place on the floor the minute he carried me in here. Collecting my things in my arms, I brough
DominickLos Angeles is fucking lit tonight. That was the only thought in my head as I stood twenty-seven stories up on the roof deck of the city’s newest and hottest high-rise hotel, overlooking our famous skyline. Jenner, my middle brother, was the attorney who had represented the closing, and everyone who was anyone had come out this evening to celebrate the grand opening.Not only was this a huge win for Jenner, but for The Dalton Group as well—the law firm my parents had started over twenty years ago, where my brothers and I were now partners. We represented some of the largest-earning corporations and individuals in the world. In my case, concentrating solely on entertainment law, I was surrounded by many of my clients, this event like a mini version of the goddamn Oscars.“Jenner has come a long way,” Brett Young, my best friend, said. He was next to me on the balcony, nodding toward my brother, who was schmoozing with the CEO of a massive online retailer. “I remember when we