Free Jameson Hotel - the Dark Suite Series: Parts One, Two & Three by Aven Jayce

say just to get laid.”
    I nod. “Is it
working or do I need to take another approach? It hasn’t been easy being a
gentleman today, especially after last night. And Jesus,” I shake my head,
“when you were trying on clothes, all I could think about was how quickly I
could rip the damn things off and fuck you again. My cock was a mammoth most of
the day.”
    Her head tilts and
she flashes a sarcastic smile. “Thanks. Glad to know my first time with a guy
in the backseat of a car was as meaningful to him as it was for me.”
    “That’s not what I
meant,” I whisper and run my hand down her back.
    I take a moment to
inhale deeply, smelling the cherry scent still on her wrists from the body
lotion she sampled earlier.
    “I need my flesh
inside of yours so I can be one with you,” I finally say.
    “Better... but you
still sound like a typical guy in the books that I read.”
    “Are you comparing
me to a fictional character?”
    “You could be the
poster child for those men.”
    “What the fuck does
that even mean? Is that where your desire to be whacked in the ass comes from?”
    “Maybe,” she laughs.
    I pull her playfully
to the bed and lie next to her, placing my hand on her taut stomach while my
legs lock around hers.
    The fuck in her car
was selfish on my part, not to mention how restrained I felt in the space. Fast
too, embarrassingly quicker than my usual twenty-minute run.
    “I want to try
something, if that’s alright,” I mumble, unsure if those words were meant for
her, or me.
    “As long as it’s not
painful.” She faces me and rests her hands under her head with an expression of
trust. “Make it fun for both of us.”
    Where do I even
begin? I don’t want to come across as a pansy ass to someone who’s only
experienced my commanding and abrasive side in bed. And I’m assuming she likes
it that way or she wouldn’t be here, so why fuck with what we’ve got?
    Her lips tighten,
unable to mask her enthusiasm while her face flushes in arousal. “It’s nice
being here in this soft bed next to you. Your blue eyes are full of life for
once and your voice sounds frisky. It’s exciting. You’re exciting. Tell me what
you want to try. You know I’m up for almost anything.”
    “Give me a second.”
    “Don’t you dare
disappear into the bathroom again. ”
    “I need the condoms
we bought today.”
    “You mean the boxes of condoms we bought.”
    “I plan on using
every last one of them too.” I roll one on and rigidly inch over top of her.
“If you don’t like this, stop me. I can always go back to something you enjoy,
like the belt.”
    “Enter slower this
time, please. It hurt a little last night,” she requests.
    “I will,” I whisper.
“I’m doing everything differently tonight.”
    “Why?” she speaks
quietly and wraps her legs around my hips.
    “Because... do you
think I’m cruel, Jules? Punishing? Selfish?” My arms rest next to her head as I
stare into her eyes, waiting for an answer. Nothing. She’s dead silent. “What
about heartless?”
    Still nothing.
    “Can you feel this?”
I rub my tip around her clit. “I never have a problem getting it up for you.
Look at me... look... watch my face. Feel me sliding inside... gently... feel
it... fuck, you’re slippery wet for me,” I say softly, while keeping my eyes
focused on hers. “I’m almost in. Take me... accept me.”
    “ Mmm .”
A faint sound leaves her mouth.
    I drift slowly over
her, once, twice, then clench my ass and push deeper inside. Her mouth drops
open and her hands grab at my hair.
    “Your lips are
provocative. Teasing me,” I whisper in her ear. “Would they like some company?”
    “Yes, please,” she
whispers back.
    An explosion of moans
fills the room as our lips touch. I take it gingerly at first, like I’m
savoring rich chocolate, letting her melt in my mouth. She bites my tongue and
my chest expands in a pant while her hips rise eagerly for my cock. Thank fuck
this is doing something