No Reservations (17 page)

Like he'd stop her. Christ, she was sex on fire right there, the low lights casting shadows in al the right places.

A waitress came by, bending low, but Kate looked too.

How fucking hot was it that his woman appreciated al forms of beauty? Not that the server had anything on al that long-legged, feline sensuality reclining just to his left.

While we wait for those ridiculously expensive drinks you're total y going to pay for, do you have any cigars left?'

She leant towards him to be heard over the music and he nearly swal owed his tongue at the perfect view of a round, hard nipple.

'Darling Kate, anything you want is yours.' He patted his jacket pocket down and found a cigar.

Kate watched him avidly as he trimmed the cigar and lit it for her.

'I don't know what it is about it when you do this sort of guy stuff,' she said, leaning forwards not to take the cigar from him but to take his wrist and take a puff while he stil held it.

'It's just so sexy.'

'Goddamn, woman. I want to eat you up when you're like this. Wel , to be honest, I want to eat you up al the time. But right now you're ..." He paused, searching for words but settled for a shrug and licking his lips.

She sipped her drink, her leg slowly moving back and forth along with the music as she watched the dancer on the stage. And then her hands were on her tits, weighing them.

'I think having them as big as hers would be uncomfortable. I hear you lose nipple sensation with implants.

I'd never want that. This place isn't that bad. Did you have a lap dance? I forgot to ask.'

'Don't forget to breathe when you're talking. No. I'm saving my innocence for you. By the by, just how much did you drink at that club?' he asked, amused.

'Enough to mock, but not so much as to get mean. It's a fine line. And it wasn't a strip club. Look at her up there. You can see the lips of her pussy. These ladies get nekkid al the way. The guys at the show tonight didn't show peen. They undulated around. Pretended to be gay, some pretended to be straight. But they kept their tight boy shorts on. Or their tiny Speedo dealies. Whatever. Anyway, none of them was you.

None of them made my body tingle just thinking about that thing you do with your tongue when you're licking my clit. That little flutter you do.' Putting her drink aside she stood and moved to stand in front of him. The body part in question right at mouth level. 'Sends me over the edge. Every. Time.'

He skimmed his palms up over the muscles of her calves, higher, grabbing two handfuls of her ass, hauling her forwards to inhale. The sweet spice of her pussy met his senses. Around them, the lights flickered and something slow with a heavy bass beat pounded. She tunnel ed her fingers through his hair and when he looked up, her head was tipped back as her body was offered up to him.

One of his hands slid up her bel y and she opened her eyes and tipped her head forwards to look. So much desire there, raw, on the surface. It snagged her, caught her breath and pul ed a gasp from low in her gut.

No one like you,' Dix murmured. And you're al mine.' His soft laughter caressed her skin and she shivered.

'I want to see your face when I slide my cunt over your cock.' She lowered herself over his lap slowly, rol ing her hips to underline what she'd just told him. Sensation jarred her, jangled her nerves as she ground her swol en, wet pussy over the edge of his cock through his jeans.

And I want to see your face when you come. Right here in the open with al these men watching you. They are, you know. There's a table just to my left, two of the men are looking at you, looking at your nearly bare ass as you rub yourself on me. And they can't have you. They'l go back to their rooms, or maybe even get a lap dance and think about you.

She dug her fingertips into the chair above his shoulders, her breath hitching as orgasm began to ride through her system. She was going to come right there as he watched her, as others watched her and fuck if it wasn't hot.

"When did this exhibition is tic streak - oh, Christ, that felt good -- develop, darling Kate?'

'In the parking garage that day with you. With your fingers in my cunt. Even though we nearly got caught. It -- oh my God She had to stop, pushing climax away for a bit longer.

'You're going to kil me.' The strain in his voice was clear.

'But it'l be a beautiful death after I embarrass myself by coming in my pants like a fourteen-year-old after touching a nipple for the first time.'

She laughed, swooping down to kiss him. 'I doubt you were as old as fourteen. I'm sure you were groping girls years before that.' Another kiss to the spot between his eyes. 'I love you so much. I love this. I love that I can be al that I am with you.'

The levity on his face softened, changed, deepened and the corresponding tug in her bel y, in her heart made her eyes burn.

'Pretty, darling Kate, you're everything. I want you with me al the time. Can't you see that?'

She nodded.

His thumbs brushed the seam where thigh met body and she stuttered a breath. 'Touching is extra.' She smirked down at him and began to ride him again.

'Since I can't grope you, I want you to imagine my mouth on you. Licking your nipples, biting them until you gasp.

Kissing down your bel y. Spreading you wide and licking your pussy. Slow at first until you beg. I like hearing you al impatient and demanding. I like it even more when that dissolves beneath the need to come and you whimper for it.'

Kate liked that too. Liked it when he tortured her until, when he final y made her come, it hit her so hard everything inside her went molten and time seemed to stop just a moment until it al hurtled over her, submerging her until al she knew was him.

But she didn't have the patience for that. She wanted to come. Heard the men nearby murmuring, heard the movement of the people al around them, knew there was a woman on the stage undulating, emanating blatant sexual promise. And here she was delivering it.

'I'm so fucking hot for you. I want to slam you back to that table behind us and fuck you right here and now.'

She levered forwards, grinding harder, moving on him to angle the pressure where she wanted it and putting her tits right in his face. A guttural sound broke from her lips when he laved over the curve of her breast, wet and warm.

With her mouth near his ear, she murmured, i'm going to come now, Charles. Wet and hot, my clit against your cock through your jeans. Oh, God yes. I'm imagining your mouth on me, your hands al over my body as I, oh . . .' And it broke, hard and fast, sweeping through her as he whispered back, straining up to meet her body, to keep the pressure where she needed it to prolong the climax.

He took her mouth again, fiercely, possessively. He owned her in that moment. Hel , he had since he showed up at her hotel room wel over a year before and she'd let him in, knowing they'd fuck.

His taste fil ed her until she nearly overflowed with it and yet she held on to him, let him plunder her. He final y tore his mouth free. 'Goddamn, I've got to fuck you or I'l die.' He stood and when she didn't walk fast enough, stil drunk with endorphins and that kiss, he simply picked her up, taking her from the noise of the club and outside where he grabbed a cab. Al as she remained tucked in his arms.

She perked up a bit in the cab on the way back to the Palisades and then at the Concierge desk where she found four tickets to a very swanky New Year's Eve party being thrown at one of the most exclusive nightclubs in town.

He looked at the envelope as she chatted about the party and then took the keycard from her other hand. 'Yeah, nice. Here, move so I can get the door open.'

Once they were in the suite he hustled her towards her room and slammed the door. The look on his face was feral as he tore the clothes from his body. She stepped to him, gently moving his hands and took over.

'Let me. Let me take care of you like you take care of me.' She kissed over every bit she revealed as she undressed him. Licked across tight nipples, dragged her nails up his sides and down across his lower bel y.

His cock was hard. So hard it tapped his stomach, the head glistening with pre-come. Irresistible. She licked over it, tasting the salt of his body and he jerked in response before hauling her up to her feet.

'I wil be happy to come in your mouth another time. But now, I want to be inside your cunt when I blow. This lap dance wil be the way I was imagining back at the club.'

He sat in a nearby chair and tipped his chin in her direction. She reached back and flipped on the iPod she had plugged into portable speakers and hit the^HC^ me mix.

While he watched she stepped out of her panties and approached him.

She stepped one foot up on the chair, opening herself up, showing him what he did to her. Idly he reached out to draw a fingertip through her pussy, up around her clit, stil sensitive, and then up to her mouth where he smeared her honey on her lips.

Straddling him, she rubbed her bare cunt over his cock, also bare, until he gave a frustrated half-growl. Licking her lips, she rose up enough to grab the base of his cock, angle him just so and sink down hard and fast.

'Yes. That's the motherfucking way. Sink that cunt down onto me, darling Kate.'

Such a beautiful, cultured man, such a gorgeous face and what a filthy, dirty mouth. She loved it.

Dix watched, felt as she undulated on him, rol ing her hips, keeping him deep inside her pussy while the music played. First one strap of the dress slid down over the shoulder and off, then the other until those marvel ous breasts were bared.

'This time, I'm touching.' He rol ed and pinched her nipples until her inner muscles clenched and fluttered around his cock. Until her eyes blurred and he watched a bead of sweat rol down her neck.

He was close. So close he very nearly just went into the bathroom at the club and rubbed one out to relieve himself.

Instead, he'd waited as she'd curled into him on the cab ride back. Her body heavy and relaxed against him. The heady scent of her pussy had tickled his nose as his cock throbbed to the beat of his pulse.

'I want you to come inside my cunt,' she whispered, her voice taking on that fevered edge he craved to create.

Finger it far me first.' He reached down and spread her labia. She was slick and dark there, primed. Her clit was swol en and they both groaned when her middle finger slid around it. Her pussy tightened around him, seizing as she pleasured herself as it pleasured him to watch.

I'm not taking my time, Dix. You feel so good.' Her eyes dropped to half mast, stoned with pleasure. Greedy. So greedy and it only turned him on more.

Good. Because I'm real y dose.' And she did that thing.

That thing where she moved in tight circles, pressing down against him to keep him deep, using his cock to stir within her. The wet, superheated wal s of her cunt surrounded him, caressing, stroking, until she started to come and that nearly impossible to resist dutch became unbearably good and he lost it. Hurtled into climax with her, holding her tight, down against him as it kept on, wave after wave, until he nearly slid from the chair.

He managed to get them both to the bed where they lay quietly, regaining their breath. She wriggled from the dress, sitting up to toss it in a nearby chair, turning the music off while she was within reach.

'If I go to sleep, please feel free to wake me in a few hours with sex,' she mumbled, turning her body into his.

Burrowing into him, her head finding its place, pil owed on his biceps, fitting just beneath his chin. Right where she was meant to be.

'I love you, Katherine.'

'Minili, me too.' She snuggled in, her nose snuffling into him, making him smile at how sil y and tender she made him feel even as he was ready to fuck her again. Even as he wanted to tie her up and keep her with him and simply make the choice to move in together at last.

He'd bring it up when they woke up. New Year's Eve was in a few hours. He'd fuck her, bathe her and feed her, maybe not in that order, but those were the things she found most relaxing. While he had her relaxed, he'd go in for the kil and close the deal. He was just as driven as she was and there was simply no way they were going back home without her promise to move in with him.

Especial y if she doled out lap dances on a regular basis.

Brandon only snored when he'd been drinking or was exhausted. Now the buzi-saw rasp vibrated the bed between them. Sort of like an aircraft taking off. Verrrrry relaxing. Even though he had his head buried in the pil ow and the covers yanked over his head, she could hear him. Leah never understood how he could stand sleeping like that, and it made her nervous, like he was going to suffocate in the night and she wouldn't know until the morning.

God, if she couldn't bear to trust the fact her lover was going to wake up safely every morning, how would she ever handle having a child with him?

This thought drove Leah out of bed, even though the soft sheets and Brandon's warm, naked body were both tempting enough to keep her there for a few more hours. Taking her cel phone, she went to the bathroom, closing the door careful y behind her so he wouldn't wake. Leah had no doubts Brandon was in desperate need of a few more hours' sleep.

This bathroom was bigger than her living room, which wasn't saying much, since Leah's house was what she liked to think of as cosy. Which meant smal . Sometimes Brandon knocked his head on the doorframes, it was so tiny. It wasn't a house they could live in forever, that was for sure, especial y if they had kids.

That thought, the second so close and hard on the heels of the first in the bedroom, forced a breath out of her. She clutched the cool marble of the countertop and splashed some water on her face and the back of her neck. Then, budget-be-damned, she took a bottle of diet Coke out of the minifridge under the sink -- a minifridge in the bathroom, of al things! The one room where food should never be stored! Las Vegas was pure decadence, and Leah was ready to go home.

Back to her smal house where nothing was ever out of order and everything had its place, including Brandon.