Free Hard Man by Amarinda Jones

much.
    “Uh-oh? I have to tell you it’s not what I expected to hear.”
    “Love’s a huge thing.”
    Harry guided her into the hotel lobby and toward the elevators. “I know.” He punched the button. “And what do you know?”
    Ashbea licked her lips. “I love you back but—” Harry’s mouth descended on hers and whatever “but” she had in mind disappeared under the sweetness of his kiss. The elevator doors opened and Harry walked them inside, oblivious to anyone else around them. Thankfully the car was empty.
    “I have waited forever to hear you say that,” Harry told her as he broke off the kiss.
    “Forever? We only met a couple of day ago.” The elevator started moving.
    Harry slammed his hand down on the stop button. “‘ Wanna have sex in here?”
    Oh hell yes. “What if someone sees us?”
    “‘I’m the convention manager and I’m in charge of keeping guests happy.”
    That certainly sounded not only reasonable but delightful. “So you’ll do anything I want?” Who was she kidding? While Ashbea felt the need for a token amount of hesitation, the truth was she wanted Harry like a hormonal woman wanted the satisfaction of sweet, luscious chocolate.
    “Yes.”
    “Excellent.” Ashbea dropped to her knees and reached for his zipper. As it slid down, his cock popped out. “‘A good man is hard to find’ or is that ‘a hard man is good to find’?” She fisted his cock and licked the tip.
    “Bumblebee?”
    “Yes, Harry?” She licked the tip once more in quick catlike stokes. The skin was spongy yet hard. Ashbea wanted to taste the rest. “Better speak now before I have my mouth full and it’s rude to talk while eating.” Ashbea could have sworn he grew another inch at her words.
    “I adore you.”
    “That’s the correct thing to say right now, Harry boy.” Before he could speak another word, Ashbea sucked his cock into her mouth. She felt Harry’s hands on her head as he groaned deep and low. Although a novice at cock sucking, Ashbea was eager to drive Harry wild so she experimented with her lips and tongue as her hands went ‘round to hold his taut, flexing ass. She did what she had longed to do a day ago—she licked the long, thick vein that went from the base to the tip of his shaft, up and down again. She sucked until she felt sure he was close to coming. Ashbea swirled her tongue ‘round the tip once and looked up at him.
    “Want to bury that bad boy somewhere hot and tight?” They had made a specific stop at a chemist store to buy several more packets of condoms during their day spent together.
    “Oh hell yes.” Harry helped her to her feet and then scrabbled around for a rubber in his pocket.
    The warning sound of bells made Ashbea blink. “Bells?” Suddenly the car they were in started moving up.
    Harry stopped what he was doing instantly. “Oh crap. I forgot the lift starts moving again ten minutes after being stopped.” He jabbed at the red button to once more halt the elevator. Unfortunately someone had hit the request button on another floor before Harry did. The doors opened.
    “Oh for fuck’s sake,” Ashbea swore when the doors opened and Mitzi and Ida appeared.
    Mitzi’s and Ida’s bodies stopped the elevator doors from shutting. Ida was agog at the sight of the two lovers. “Oh my goodness!” Her eyes went even wider as she caught a glimpse of his firm, bouncing cock.
    Ashbea stood in front of Harry. “Why do you two have to plague me like this?”
    Mitzi was not the slightest bit interested in her angst. Or Harry’s cock. “Where have you been, Angela?”
    “Let me guess? There’s a crisis?” Ashbea heard the zipper slide back up on Harry’s trousers. Bloody useless women. I wanted an orgasm. Now it will be your fault I’m pissed off.
    “Louise has disappeared.”
    Ashbea raised her eyebrows? Care factor? “So? Have you checked if there are any funeral services nearby?” Ten to one the Barracuda was trying to sell some grieving widow a