The Enforcer - Kelli Callahan Page 0,54
for my hand and kisses it softly.
“Come on, let’s go up,” he says, showing me the keycard.
We go into the side entrance of the hotel, and he leads me to the door.
“Alright,” he says, “I don’t feel like we’ve had much downtime, there’s been so much pressure on us. We’re running fast fighting, surviving. It’s just been an exhausting uphill battle. So, I say you and I cut loose for a couple of hours, hang out here, and just be together.”
“That sounds nice,” I say, stepping into the small hotel room. “It’s nice actually.”
“Yeah?” He grins. “I’m glad you like it.”
“I really do.” I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck and jump. As he catches me, my legs wrap neatly around his waist.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers pressing his lips against mine and lowering me down to the bed. “God I want you so badly.” He kisses my neck. Sending an array of goosebumps along my skin.
“Show me,” I say, reaching down and pulling my T-shirt up over my head as he runs his fingers down my abdomen and unbuttons my jeans.
Tugging them over my hips and dropping them to the floor, he smiles slowly.
“God just look at you,” he murmurs, spreading my knees, sliding his hands down to the blue cotton panties and his finger under the fabric teasing along my center.
I moan under his touch. “I want you Jake. I want you so badly.” Sitting before him, my legs dangling off the edge of the hotel bed, I unbutton his jeans.
He lifts his shirt up over his head, dropping it to the ground. Slowly, sliding down his zipper, I watch him as I lower his jeans, exposing his hard cock that pops out of his pants, eager for me. Grasping it tightly. I feel his body stiffen beneath my touch. I slowly move my mouth forward and flick my tongue across the tip of his slit where a droplet is budding.
He exhales, sliding his hands up into my hair, holding tightly, urging me on. I move my tongue, up and down the shaft, then surprising us both, I pull him into my mouth, and he groans
“Diana, oh fuck,” he gasps tightening the grip on my hair. “You’re killing me. You got to stop or I’m not gonna last,” he says, and I lean back and giggle.
“Oh, that’s too bad,” I purr, “I had plans for you.”
“Later,” he murmurs, dropping his pants to the floor and stepping out of them. “I have plans for you right now.”
“Do you really,” I ask, teasing my foot up his sides, and down again, saying nothing.
He grasps my hips, flips me over onto my stomach, and smacks my ass. I gasp in surprise at the force. Then feel even more thrilled at the sense of pleasure that ripples through my body. I wasn’t expecting that. I never thought that I would enjoy it.
“Do you like that?” he asks rubbing the cheek he smacked. “Do you like it rough, Diana?”
“Maybe,” I say, breathlessly. “I don’t know.”
“I guess we’re gonna find out,” he growls, grasping my hips.
He jerks me up on my knees, close to the edge of the bed, my calves on either side of his legs. Sliding his hard cock, up and down the inside of my thighs, I quiver.
“Are you wet for me?” he asks, teasing me, sliding the tip up between my folds, pressing himself against me, as I feel his cock brush my lower abdomen. I tremble at the length of him.
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” I ask, my breath uneven.
I feel his hand tease up my calves then over my thighs. In a quick move, he slides his fingers into me, and I cry out in pleasure, pressing myself harder against him, needing to feel him inside of me.
“Well?” I ask, as his finger slides out with ease, his eyes flashing to mine, he places his fingers into his mouth, tasting me. My knees shake as I watch.
He grabs my hips and thrusts hard into me. I cry out in surprise, as his body fills me completely. “You want me Diana,” he growls, “I can feel it. God, you’re so tight around me.” He groans sinking his fingers deep into my hips and pressing himself fully into me.
“I want it,” I say, pressing myself harder against him. “Give me all of it. Every inch.”
“That’s my girl,” he says, pulling out and thrusting again with a quick slap. I feel my arms give out beneath me,