Third Chances (Men Of Manhattan #2) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,85
moved in and out of me while looking deep into my eyes. I usually looked away during sex, embarrassed by the noises I made and my surely crazy looking facial expressions. But I didn't want to look away from him.
"As much as I'd like to tie you up and spank you, this right here is all I really wanted."
He was so sweet.
His fingertips dug into my thighs as he picked up his pace again. "And I'll be whatever the fuck you want me to be as long as I get to keep doing this."
That wasn't what I wanted to hear at all.
He leaned forward and kissed me, softly at first and then more passionately. But the way he looked at me and the way he kissed me somehow canceled out his brash words. This kiss made it seem like it was more to him too.
I ran my fingers down his neck and the strong muscles of his back, memorizing the feeling of his skin against mine. Even though we weren't doing anything super crazy, this will still the best sex of my life. I had never had sex anywhere but the bed before. And Rob was the most handsome man I had ever seen. I wanted to remember every second of it.
He tilted his hips, hitting a spot I didn't even know existed.
"Rob!" I let the back of my head rest against the door as he ravished my collarbone with kisses.
"I love hearing you say my name like that." His voice was seductive and husky.
I wanted him to look in my eyes again. I moved my hands to his face, but he immediately grabbed them in his and pressed them against the door, pinning me exactly where he wanted me. He started to thrust even faster and harder. I tightened my legs around his waist.
"I want to feel your tight pussy clench around me, baby. I want to hear you scream my name again."
He had such a dirty mouth. And he was in complete control of my body. He slammed into me hard. I could already feel myself tightening around him. This was living. This feeling right now, I wanted to experience this for the rest of my life.
A beeping noise made Rob freeze. The door pushed forward, pressing him even deeper inside me.
"Fuck," Rob groaned.
Oh my God. I didn't know whether to focus on how amazing this felt, or the fact that someone was trying to walk in on us.
"Dude stop blocking the door," a man's voice said from outside. "What are you doing in there?"
"Not now, Matt," Rob let go of one of my hands and shoved the door closed. "You're going to want to come now, beautiful."
"We have to stop before he comes in," I said breathlessly. But I didn't want to stop. I was so close to the edge.
Rob reached down with his free hand and massaged my clit. "I don't want to stop, do you?"
Matt banged on the door.
Rob completely ignored it and leaned forward. His breath was hot in my ear. "Remember how you wound up with my dick inside of you in the first place? Because you're not a good girl, Daphne. You like it rough. You like the idea of getting caught." He continued to massage my clit, making me tremble. "I bet you want someone to walk in here and see you with my cock deep inside of you. Because you're kinkier than you let on. You're dripping wet for me, baby."
I began to tighten around him again.
"That's right, baby. Now how about you scream my name when you come around my cock, and let the whole floor know that you're mine?"
His? Does he mean that? I wanted to be his. I wanted him to do this to me every day.
"Come for me, Daphne." He bit down on my earlobe at the same time as he thrust forwards, deeper than he had before.
"Rob!" I screamed as my orgasm washed over me.
He kept fucking me, hard, pinned against the door until he groaned my name.
I felt his dick pulse inside of me and he released my hand. I immediately ran it through his shaggy hair and across the scruff on his jaw line. He was so handsome. I never wanted to stop looking at his perfect face.
He turned his head and kissed my palm. "Now if that's not living, I don't know what is." He kissed my palm again, slowly pulled out of me, and set my feet on the ground.