LetMeWatchYou (2 page)

Chapter Three

Matt was still grinning by the time he landed in LAX at the
end of the week, having flown in from his last appointment. He embraced the
city’s heat by removing his suit jacket and ditching his tie before he’d even
stepped outside.

Now standing in the hotel elevator with his shirtsleeves
rolled up, he felt his cock twitch in his pants and shook his head ruefully.

He’d been half hard since he’d woken up that morning. He’d
had to hide his erection on the plane by covering his lap with an open newspaper.
But now that he was actually here, that he knew Jill would be joining him in a
matter of hours, he couldn’t control himself.

Maybe he should jerk himself off in the shower before she
arrived? Yeah, that was a good idea. He didn’t want to appear too eager and
ruin it all by coming early. He stepped into the hotel suite he’d booked and
went to get himself ready for the weekend of his life.

Three hours later Matt’s smile had dimmed.

He’d had time to take a shower, change clothes, read the
news online. He’d had so much time he didn’t know what else to do.

He paced back and forth, the suite suddenly feeling too
cramped. It might boast two rooms and a huge bathroom but it was too small
right now. Even his skin felt too tight, as if his body were going to erupt if
he only moved wrong.

She was late.

Maybe he’d done all this for nothing and she wouldn’t turn
up.

No, she’d have called. Emailed. Texted. Something.

She wouldn’t have left him here without a word, not when
they’d been planning this for the past week.

She wouldn’t have. Right?

He gritted his teeth and whirled around, grabbing his phone
from his jeans pocket and checking it for the umpteenth time. Nothing. Nada.
Where
the fuck is she?

A knock on the door, making him jump. He was so mad he could
spit fire. Striding to the door, he opened it so quickly it banged against the
wall.

Jill stood in front of him, her eyes wide, her cheeks
flushed. “Sorry,” she murmured. “I got lost.”

He just stood there, caught between the urge to grab her and
kiss her, or yell at her for the awful hour he’d just spent, torturing himself
with stupid thoughts. Instead he simply took a step back and motioned her to
come in.

She walked past him, a citrusy scent drifting after her. He
closed the door, gave himself a second then turned to her. He watched as she
dropped her purse and bag on a nearby armchair then took a deep breath.

When she looked back at him, he could clearly see the
apprehension in her eyes. She still wasn’t sure he would like her when he met
her.

He strode to her, determined to permanently remove that
look, and watched her eyes widen as he came to stand only inches from her.

Then he was so close he could feel her tits brush his chest.
He felt himself start to relax and even as he palmed her hips, so soft and
round under his hands, he knew he’d made the right choice.

She felt exactly as he’d thought she would. Now all he had
to do was check to see if she tasted the way he’d imagined she did.

He lowered his head and pressed his lips on hers. She opened
her mouth under his and at the first feel of her tongue he groaned and pulled
her tight against him. He wanted her plastered all over him, under him, over
him.

Her arms hooked around his neck. He let his hands slide down
from her hips to her ass, cupping each cheek and squeezing just because he
could.

She shifted against him and moaned deep in her throat,
rubbing herself against his cock, making him throb even more. He plundered her
mouth, feeling himself start to lose control.

He needed her naked. Now.

Breaking the kiss, he pulled back, both of them breathing
hard. She looked up at him with the weirdest expression in her eyes. “What is
it, baby?” he asked, cupping her cheek.

“That was…the best kiss I’ve ever had.”

Pride rose inside him. “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” he replied
with a wink.

She laughed just as he’d expected her to. “Is that so?”

“Oh yeah.” He bent his head and traced the side of her neck
with his lips, stopping every so often to lick and nip at her skin. She’d told
him how sensitive it was in an email once and he’d dutifully memorized that
little tidbit.

He was going to rock her world… He wouldn’t just be the best
kiss she’d ever experienced, he’d be her best fuck too.

He was so deep in thought he didn’t understand for a moment
what she was doing until she’d pulled away from him and slid down to her knees.
He looked down at her and blinked. “What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” She grinned. “I told you I was going to
suck your cock as soon as I got to you, didn’t I?”

She had. He remembered that conversation as if it’d been
yesterday. Probably because it had been. “But baby, I was going to—”

“It’s my turn. I’ve dreamed of sucking your cock for months
now. Pretty please?”

He might have an oral obsession but she wasn’t much better,
he thought with a chuckle. “I’m not going to turn down a blowjob. I’m not that
crazy.”

“Good. I can’t wait to taste your cum.” She made a humming
sound even as she grabbed his belt and tugged it open. She popped open the
buttons of his fly and grinned when she realized he wasn’t wearing boxers.
“Commando. Oh I like!”

Her hand slipped inside his jeans and he nearly lost it
right there. He stared down as she pulled his dick out and instantly leaned up
on her knees. When her tongue peeked out he knew he had to brace himself.

He barely had time to do just that before she licked her way
up his cock, from his balls to the leaking crest. She flicked her tongue there
and caught a drop of cum, moaning when she got what she wanted and tasted him.
“So good,” he heard her comment before she opened her mouth wide and sucked him
in.

He swore and held himself still. For all of two seconds. His
fingers tangled in her hair, pushing her head until she’d taken even more of
his cock. She sucked on his head then and he saw stars. “Fuck!”

She giggled, the vibrations echoing all around his dick. He
could feel her hands on his thighs, her nails digging slightly into his skin.
He couldn’t believe she was really here, that it was her mouth driving him
crazy.

“Don’t make me come, baby,” he said, catching her gaze.

She pulled back, his cock popping out of her mouth with a
wet sound. His balls drew up tight and he nearly swore at the loss of
sensation. He wanted nothing more than to feel her tongue again. “I wanna taste
your cum,” she replied, leaning down to lick his head for a tantalizing second.
“It can be your turn after.” With a wink, she opened her lips wide and sucked
him in again.

He didn’t last long. To be fair, they’d been having foreplay
for the past weeks and he’d been so fucking horny all morning waiting for her
it was a wonder he hadn’t come as soon as she’d touched his dick.

When he felt himself spiral, he clenched his fingers in her
hair and let out a warning groan. And just as he’d imagined, she sucked every
single drop of cum he shot into her mouth. She pulled back moments later and
grinned up at him. “That was great!”

He laughed. She was something else all right.

* * * * *

This was possibly the best view he’d ever had, Matt thought
as he caressed her right cheek with his palm. She shifted a little, making him
say, “Don’t let go of the headboard, okay?”

“Okay,” she replied breathlessly.

He knelt behind her on the bed, his eyes taking it all in.
She was on her knees with her ass high in the air. And she was already wet,
even though all they’d done was kiss. Well, she’d sucked him off earlier, but
he hadn’t even touched her yet.

It’d been tough watching her undress without going to her
but he’d waited. Now though she was going to be his for the taking…

He leaned forward and traced her spine, from her nape to the
curve of her lower back, then up again. She shivered and pushed her butt out,
silently asking for more.

Embracing her from behind, he palmed her tits and widened
his fingers so her nipples slipped between them. He held her like this for a
second then squeezed. Hard.

She moaned and bucked against him.

He smiled. That was the good thing about having shared so
much over the past weeks. This may be the first time they were on a bed
together, but he already knew what she liked.

And so he gave her what she wanted. He pinched and tugged at
her nipples until they stood proud and erect. Her ass rubbed against his hard
cock and he wasn’t even sure if she realized what she was doing.

Sliding down on the sheet, he widened her legs and leaned
up. Just a quick taste, he thought, but the second his tongue flicked her clit
he knew he’d been lying to himself. There was no way he’d be able to stop after
only one.

He was a goner from the moment he tasted her juices.

He lost all notion of time, lost in the way she felt as he
licked and sucked and fucked her pussy with his tongue. She came once, her
shout ringing loudly in the room, but he didn’t stop, even when she begged him
to stop, that her clit was too sensitive.

He simply slowed his caresses and told her she could take
it. And she did. She came a second time, her pussy drenched, his face wet. He
pushed onto his knees until he could reach her asshole, flicking the crinkled
skin with the tip of his tongue.

She gasped. “Matt!”

He drew back a little and asked, “What is it, baby?”

“That feels so weird. No one’s ever done that before.”

“Rimming?”

“Yeah.”

“Like it?” He did it again just to make sure.

She wiggled her hips. “I…I think so.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle. “What if I do this?” He
hardened his tongue and pressed it against the tight rim.

“Matt!”

She sounded scandalized but she wasn’t moving away. Pleased
with himself, he slid two fingers into her pussy and began pumping them slowly,
in and out of her, making sure to hit her G-spot at every thrust.

“God!” she groaned. “You’re gonna kill me before this day is
over.”

He felt like laughing again. It was amazing the way she
could make him feel. His cock was so hard he could use it as a hammer. His
balls were drawn up tight. He was nearing the point when he’d start humping the
mattress. And yet he didn’t stop what he was doing.

He’d take his time fucking her later. Right now he wanted to
appreciate her pussy and ass as they deserved. Fuck, but she really had the
prettiest clit he’d ever seen. Or tasted… Hmm.

“I’m gonna come again! Matt! I want you inside me, damn it.”

He pulled back for a second. “Not yet. Come for me, honey. I
want to feel your muscles tighten around my tongue.”

He dove back down and thrust his tongue as far as it would
go into her asshole, triggering her climax. She screamed his name so loud he
wondered if the neighbors wouldn’t complain to hotel management. He shut his
mind and focused on the way her ass massaged his tongue, on the way her pussy
clenched around his fingers.

He couldn’t wait to feel them around his cock. He just
wasn’t sure if he wanted to fuck her pussy or her ass first. Both were so
tempting…

He pulled back and grabbed one of the condoms he’d dropped
on the bedside table earlier. Quickly sheathing himself, he pumped his cock a
few times, admiring the bare curves waiting for him on the bed.

“Ready for more?” he asked as he slid his hand up her leg,
enjoying how soft it felt under his palm. She shivered and moaned something.
She’d lain down on the covers, her hair obscuring her face. “Jill?”

She turned around. “Yeah?” Her lips were rosy, her eyes
glassy. She looked well and truly satisfied.

He grinned. “Which position first?” He watched as she bit
her bottom lip—hard—then looked up at him with that lusty stare he’d grown to
love. His cock twitched at the sight. Fuck but she was one sexy woman. “So?”

“My favorite?”

His smile widened. “Perfect choice. Turn around then, baby.”

She moved onto all fours and he couldn’t help but peek at
her breasts as they jiggled and swayed. Such lovely tits. “Like this?” she
asked, lowering her head until her forehead pressed against the mattress.

He didn’t respond, simply knelt behind her before parting
her ass cheeks for a closer look. He traced her rose first then her pussy,
enjoying how wet she still was, imagining how good she was going to feel around
his pounding cock.

Unable to wait any longer, he moved into position and
brushed his crest against her opening. “Ready?”

“Yes!” she called out over her shoulder.

He slammed into her and only stopped when his whole dick was
engulfed in wet heat. “Fuck!” he growled, clasping her hips in both hands.
“Fuck.” She felt too fucking good.

“God, Matt,” she moaned in unison. “That’s… Oh God, fuck
me!”

He did just that. He slid out then thrust back in, his
movements abrupt. He knew he was being rough but he couldn’t do it any other
way. Not here. Not now. He pounded into her like it was the end of the world
and it was his last fuck ever.

His fingers dug into her soft skin, leaving his mark on her.
He growled at the thought and sped up his movements. She started rocking back,
her pussy clutching around him.

“Are you gonna come again?” he gasped.

“Yes. Yes! Matt!”

Yes! “You’re mine. Say it!” She mumbled something he
couldn’t decipher, clearly too caught up in the sensations. But that wasn’t
good enough. “Say it!” He grabbed her hair and tugged, pulling her head back.
She gasped, and he felt her tighten even more around his cock. She liked that…
He filed that information for later and repeated, “Say it!”

“I’m yours. All yours. I’m so close, Matt. Please!”

He leaned over her, pressing her body into the bed, shoving
his cock as deep as it could go. “Come for me, baby,” he whispered into her ear
at the same time.