“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 playing, rimming that little hole.
“Oh fuck,” she howled.
Oh fuck was right. I would bet anything that her ass was even tighter than her cunt.
And even though I wouldn’t see this girl past tomorrow morning, my mind couldn’t stop fantasizing about what that tightness would feel like around my cock.
Goddamn it.
I carried her to the bed and placed her down, giving her a few hard plunges before I flipped her onto her knees. I moved her into doggy style and got in behind her, wrapping her long hair around my fist.
“Dominick,” she panted. “Yesss!”
From back here, I could reach an even deeper spot, especially if I bowed and twisted on the way in. But before I did that, I made sure she could handle this position. Once I knew it wasn’t too much for her, I showed no mercy. No restraint. She got every fucking inch of me, all my power, every bit of friction I could provide, hitting her G-spot with each stroke.
And to add to it, I rubbed her clit.
“Oh my God!”
Every sound that came from her caused my balls to clench, my orgasm on the verge of exploding.
She felt too good.
Too tight.
I was too fucking close to coming.
I turned her over, moving her legs around my lap while I pressed my back to the headboard. “Ride me,” I demanded.
As she started to gain momentum, her tits bobbed in my face. They were too beautiful not to suck, so I surrounded her nipple, gently gnawing on the end while my finger went deeper into her ass. She was tightening in both spots, her clit hardening, her wetness thickening.
I knew even before she moaned, “I’m going to come.”
I switched to her other tit, biting down just enough to give her the slightest wave of pain. As she shifted forward and back, moving faster with each pass, I made sure her clit got the same amount of attention.
“Dominick …”
Her head fell back, hands gripping my thighs as she worked herself over me, her body shuddering with each pump.
The sight was fucking gorgeous.
“Hell yes,” I barked, watching her unravel. “You’re even wetter now.”
And sexier.
Her ass even narrower.
“Dominick,” she cried, telling me she’d hit the peak.
Even though I knew her body was extremely sensitive right now, I wouldn’t lighten up, driving into her relentlessly, resuming the flicking across her clit and the fingering in her ass.
There was one thing I wanted from her, one thing I needed to feel, and that was, “You’re going to come again, Kendall.”
“Fuck.”
It took several dips before she found a new rhythm, but once she started, she didn’t stop.
My teeth clenched from the friction. The contracting. The quick, hard grinds.
“That’s it,” I breathed, fighting the build while my mouth was full of her tit. “Ride that fucking cock.”
She went up and down like she was on a goddamn horse, her pussy promising to suck every bit of cum out of me. She didn’t let up. She didn’t slow. She just gave me unrelenting plunges in and out of her perfect cunt.
“Keep that up, and you’re going to make me blow my load.”
Her movements told me that was what she wanted.
So did her words, “Come in me,” when she moaned them in my ear.
She circled that delicious ass like she was dancing over my dick. I hissed from the surge plowing through me, the pressure in my balls.
“Fuck me,” I barked louder. “Make me fucking come.”
It was as though I had flipped a switch inside her, her body moving with more intensity, her cunt milking me from every angle. She was taunting my cum, challenging it with her pussy, dragging every feeling, urge, tingle until I erupted.
“Fuuuck, Kendall.”
This stunning girl was forcing my orgasm out, and her screams told me she was having another one of her own.
“Fuck yes,” I growled as our bodies shuddered simultaneously, our sounds matching, as though they were fighting for airtime.
“Ahhh, Dominick.”
I wrapped her in my arms as she pounded her body over mine, her pussy trembling, her body shaking, drawing out my build until she completely emptied me, each shot filling the condom.
“Dammit, Kendall,” I whispered now that we’d both stilled, tasting the sweat on her mouth. “You really know how to ride a cock.”
Her laugh was light and honest. “You gave me a hell of a cock to ride.” She released a gritty sigh. “They’re not all built like yours.”
That earned her a smile.
She was certainly one of the most interesting women I’d been with. Quick with the words, exquisite to look at, a body that deserved to be fucking worshipped.
I rubbed my thumb across her bottom lip, cupping her cheek, my fingers in the back of her hair. “How does a shower sound?”
“Heavenly.”I gazed at her mouth, picturing it around my cock, the feeling of her throat as it closed in around my shaft, sucking the tip like her pussy had just done. “Just so you know, there’s not going to be any sleep.” I pulled her lip down, looking at the size of her teeth, thinking of what she could do with them. “At least, not for a while.”“You mean …” Her voice cut off as she glanced at my cock, seeing that I was already getting hard again. Her eyes were feral when they met mine. “Oh fuck.”ThreeKendallShit, 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 togethe
I was ten minutes late and still hadn’t picked up coffee—a requirement set by my sister when she was scheduled to be anywhere before noon. As her personal assistant, I knew better than to show up empty-handed, and I also knew there was no negotiation to her rules.I parked a few blocks away from Starbucks, not wanting to waste any more time to look for a better spot, and I hauled ass inside. The line was at least twenty people deep, and it wrapped around the whole back of the shop.She’s going to kill me.The second I got in place, my phone began to vibrate from inside my purse. If I pulled it out, I imagined there would be multiple texts, missed calls, voice mails, all from my sister, asking where I was.She was high-maintenance, demanding, and extremely argumentative, a snarky attitude that just wouldn’t let you win, so there was no reason to even try. Growing up with her had been an adventure, but having to work with her every day, in this proximity, was an entirely new level of in
Dominick“I’m so sorry I’m late,” I heard as the conference room door flew open.A blur of black fabric and long hair moved across the open space until the woman landed in the seat next to Daisy.Not just any woman.One with lean legs and an incredible ass, a face that was more exquisite than any I had ever seen.And all of it belonged to the girl who had left my bed this morning.The same girl Daisy had been complaining about since this meeting had started. Daisy had only referred to her as her sister, so I hadn’t made the connection.Until now.Fuck me.Daisy hadn’t been at the hotel opening, and Kendall hadn’t mentioned they were sisters.They also looked nothing alike, giving me no reason to align the two. Daisy had more of an innocent appearance with flat hair and big, round eyes. Kendall had more of an exotic appeal with unruly hair that was almost black, a petite nose, and lips that would have stolen the show if it wasn’t for those stunning light-blue, almond-shaped eyes.Godda
“Daisy, Greg’s not attacking you. He’s seen plenty of careers go up in flames, and he’s only trying to look out for your best interest.” I nodded toward the stack in her hands. “He’s secured multiple deals that are extremely substantial, and he wouldn’t have done that if he didn’t see your potential.”Daisy laughed, a sound that told me I was wasting her time—and mine—and she began reviewing the first sheet. “No. Definitely not this one. It’s too physical, and I can’t stand sweating. Next.” She tossed the paper and picked up another one, instantly degrading Greg for presenting it to her.While she moved on to the third one, I gazed at Kendall, her eyes never leaving her sister, like she was waiting for an upcoming demand.Because I couldn’t fucking help myself, I asked, “What did you do before becoming Daisy’s assistant?”She inhaled a large breath, slowly turning toward me. “I was an artist.”“Artist?” Daisy snickered. “Let’s not get carried away. You were a graphic designer.”“Yes,
KendallCoincidences.There were times that were so ironic, so mind-blowing, that I had to pinch myself. That was what I’d done when I laid eyes on Dominick, sitting across the table from me in a deliciously handsome, dark suit, a silver striped tie, and the scent of shower and lust wafting over from him.Really, what were the chances that the man I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about was my sister’s lawyer?And now, he was staring at me, waiting for an answer to a question that was completely insane.Me … acting … on a reality TV show?No.But the grin on his lips, the promise in his eyes, told me he believed in me. That he wanted this for me, that he was going to make it happen.I just had to say yes.I set down my coffee that I’d been holding against my mouth, clearing the thickness from my throat, and glanced at my lap. If I looked at my sister, I knew what her expression would show—her opinion was more than clear. But I needed a moment that wasn’t influenced by her to breathe
But professionally, Brett was one of the top agents in the world and one of the owners of The Agency, a company Daisy mentioned at least once a day since her agent worked for him. Having Brett represent her was Daisy’s ultimate goal.And now, I was standing in front of his desk.What the ever-loving fuck?“Brett, this is Kendall Roy,” Dominick said, finishing the introduction.Brett stood from behind his desk, extending his hand, and I shook his firm grip.“It’s a real pleasure,” I heard myself say.“Likewise.”He sat down, motioning for us to do the same, and Dominick and I filled the two vacant chairs.“My friend Dominick has an impeccable eye for talent,” Brett began. “In fact, together, we’ve closed some of the largest entertainment deals in the world.” As he paused, a wave of chills ran up my arms and across my chest, each hammer of my heart causing my throat to shudder. “When he tells me he’s got someone for one of my shows, I take his word for it.” He glanced at Dominick and th
I had to keep reminding myself that I wasn’t a fly on the wall. That I was really here, that Brett was going to represent me, not Daisy.“Do you have any questions for me?” Brett asked.I had a million, but I didn’t even know where to start. But there was something nagging at me, something that probably wasn’t defined in the contract, so asking was the only way I’d know.“Will filming be all day, seven days a week?” I took a breath. “I’m trying to figure out if there’s any way I can still help my sister—I know she needs me—and continue volunteering a few days a week.” I looked at Dominick. “I found a super-cute retirement home by my apartment, and the little ladies love my watercolor class.”Dominick turned to glance at Brett and said, “What did I tell you?”Brett nodded. “You’re right. She’s fucking perfect.”Charlize: Good thing you budged. I could have birthed a man-baby for how long I stood in that line. Hope your meeting went fabulously and you weren’t too late. Awesome to meet y
His hand went to his face, like he was going to cough, but a long, deep chuckle came out instead. “Fool, who do you think you’re talking to? Do you really think I fucking believe that?”“Why wouldn’t you?”His eyes narrowed. “I saw the way you were looking at her. You were doing everything in your power not to throw her across my desk.”He wasn’t wrong.I couldn’t stop thinking about that fucking body. I could practically feel her under my fingertips, taste her skin on my tongue.But things had changed.She was soon going to be a client, and that was something I wouldn’t mess with.“Not going to happen, man.” I shook my head to emphasize the point. “Trust me.”He tapped his fist on the wood. “What do you want to put on it?”“Your plane.”He laughed again. “It’s a bet I’m not going to lose, so why don’t you tell me what I’ll get if I win?”“Name your prize—one of my cars, a trip to fucking Fiji, a hundred grand, whatever you want.”He stretched his hand in my direction. “You’ve got you