3

Dominick

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 down her legs.

There was no bra covering her full, round, palm-sized natural tits.

No panties at the bottom of her flat stomach, just a pussy that was more gorgeous than any art hanging in my house. Legs that were toned and muscular with a gap between her thighs that was wider than my tongue.

“Fuck me,” I groaned as I took her in once more. “You …” I met her eyes, shaking my head, words failing me. “You’re beautiful, Kendall.”

I couldn’t keep my hands off her for long, brushing my thumb across her nipple while I licked the other one.

She unhooked my belt and unbuttoned my pants, fisting my cock as soon as she freed it from my boxer briefs. “Holy fuck … I wasn’t expecting this. At all.”

“I’m glad you like it.” She pumped my shaft several times, and I added, “Yes. That’s it.” I bit the end of her nipple, moaning, “Harder.”

With her other hand, she began taking off my shirt, popping the buttons through their holes, pulling my arms through the sleeves.

“You want to know what’s beautiful?” Her hand stilled around my dick, but her grip tightened as she added, “This.” She then traced each ripple between my abs. “And this.”

“It’s all yours tonight, Kendall.”

I dropped my pants and boxers and slipped out of my shoes. Bending down, I reached inside my wallet, where I always kept a few condoms. Once I got one out, I backed her up to the large wooden table in the dining room of the suite.

Her hand surrounded me, stroking my dick several times. “How much longer do I have to wait to have this?”

Now, that made me chuckle. “You dirty fucking girl.”

I lifted her onto the top of the table and spread her legs around me, tearing off the corner of the foil and rolling the rubber over my cock.

“Get over here,” I barked, pulling her ass to the edge of the wood.

Her tits bounced from the movement, earning each of them a quick lick.

Once my teeth grazed her skin, her head tilted back, and a long-drawn-out groan came from her lips that ended in, “Dominick.”

I was teasing her pussy with my tip, spreading her wetness over me. It took every bit of restraint I had not to plunge all the way in. This was the phase where things needed to go slow even if my desire for her caused me to want to move fast.

“Mmm,” she sighed when my crown slid in.

Her pussy was sucking me in farther, goading me, testing every bit of patience I had.

“Goddamn it.” I was now in several inches deeper. “You’re so fucking tight.”

Her legs bent, feet curling around the lip of the table, her breathing louder than it had been before.

Slamming into her wasn’t the way to keep her turned on. Not when you were my size. She needed to crave the build, the torment of anticipation, her pussy clenching my cock the moment I finally thrust all the way in.

And that was exactly what happened.

“Yesss!” she screamed once I was fully buried.

I wrapped my arms across her back, my face in her neck, holding her while her pussy pulsed. “You feel fucking amazing.”

Tighter and wetter than I’d ever felt.

I rammed my mouth over those savory lips, giving her my tongue to suck on while I reared my hips back and drove into her.

She felt like a narrow, sopping tunnel of pleasure, barely big enough to fit me, and when I reached the end, I arched upward to brush my tip back and forth over her G-spot before I pulled out and did it again.

Her nails nipped my skin, her teeth grinding together as she screamed, “Dominick! Fuck!” Her legs circled over my ass, feet locked.

“You like my cock?”