Sinful Ever After (Sinful Serenade Book 5) - Crystal Kaswell Page 0,39

to keep our hands to ourselves. I lean in to kiss her. My hand finds the neckline of her dress. I trace the fabric until she's groaning into my mouth.

Her back arches. Her crotch grinds against mine. Blood rushes to my cock. It gets hard to think.

Can't start this in the elevator.

But I'm not about to stop.

My hands need her skin. I slide my hand into her bra, cupping her breast. Within seconds, I'm rock hard.

She's divine.

I slide my tongue into her mouth, kissing her like I'll never get another chance to kiss her again. There's been too much heaviness. I need to feel close to her tonight.

I need to know she's mine.

My other hand finds the hem of her dress. Then it's on the soft skin of her thigh. I run my fingers over her skin. They brush over her cutting scars.

The elevator dings. Our floor. I press my palm against her panties—she's already wet—then pull it back to my side.

This needs to happen in our hotel room.

This needs to happen all fucking night.

I pull away and take a long breath. "Keep them closed."

She's panting. "Drew."

Fuck. I need inside her now. Need that dress on the floor, her lush tits in my hand, her soft ass grinding against me.

I step behind her so I can lead her.

She sighs as her ass brushes against my cock. "When did you become such a tease?"

I bring one hand to her hips and hold her body against mine.

"Drew," she groans. "I will jump you in the hallway."

And I'll let her. It's almost worth getting kicked out of the hotel. Fuck knows, I don't mind. Major perk of being a rock star—nobody bats an eye if you trash a hotel room or get caught having public sex.

But Kara is gonna be a teacher. And last I checked, schools frown on that kind of thing.

I break touch to lead her down the hallway. Her eyelids stay pressed together. She takes slow, careful steps like she expects to trip.

"I've got you." I pull her closer. A few more steps, and we're at our corner suite.

I slide the key card into the electronic lock and turn the handle.

"Can I open my eyes yet?" Kara tugs at my t-shirt.

"Not yet." I push the door open and lead her inside.

Usually, I find it hard to care about hotel rooms. Seen one, seen them all. But this suite is amazing. The curtains are drawn enough to let in the neon lights of the city. The main room has a white leather sectional, a coffee table, and a dining area. The bedroom is off to the side. As much as I enjoy fucking Kara on a couch, I need her on her back, her legs pinned to the bed.

Now.

"You can open your eyes," I say.

She gasps. Her eyes go wide as she takes in the room. "Drew, this is..." She squeezes my hand. "Thank you. It's beautiful."

She spends a minute exploring the room. The last bit of tension falls off her face. She shrugs her coat off her shoulders and tosses it over the couch.

I almost want to watch her run around with glee all night.

Almost... but not quite.

I wrap my arms around her, pulling her soft body into mine. "There's a bathtub for two with jets."

She sighs with pleasure. "After."

"After?"

"After," she murmurs. She tilts her head, offering her neck to me.

I lean down to press my lips to her skin. I kiss my way from her ear to her collarbone. She purrs, grinding her soft ass against my crotch. My cock strains against my tight jeans. I need out of these things.

I suck on her neck until she's groaning so loudly I'm sure she can't take it anymore then I lead her into the bedroom.

"This is amazing." She throws herself onto the bed, laughing as she lands on her back. "Thank you, Drew. This is exactly what I need."

I pull my t-shirt over my head and drop it on the floor. "What is it you need?"

Her eyes fix on me. She swallows hard as she pushes herself up. "You."

"Tell me how."

"Inside me."

Fuck yes. I unbutton my jeans and slide them off my hips.

Kara nods. She spreads her legs, pulling her dress up her thighs, offering herself to me.

There's no shyness about it. She knows she's mine.

I kick my jeans off my feet and climb onto the bed. I plant my body on top of hers and I kiss her hard.

She sighs. Her back arches. It presses our bodies together. Her