“You either,” she admitted. “You’re a little overdressed.”
“Get on the bed.”
She moved out of his reach and sat on top of the covers. Smiley opened the front of his slacks and just shoved them down, not even bothering to remove them. He climbed up on the bed and she lay back when he crawled over her until his face hovered just above hers.
“Let me kiss you.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, licking her lips to wet them. “Please.”
His soft lips brushed hers. That changed rapidly though when he deepened the kiss and she met his passion. He lowered more of his weight onto her, pinning her down on the bed. She liked how hot his skin was, pressed tightly to hers, and the way he shifted his hips, bumping against her thigh to let her know what he wanted. Vanni spread her legs to make room for him between them.
He broke the kiss and lifted up enough to stare into her eyes. “I’m going to roll us.”
She wanted to protest but it was done before she could speak. She ended up sprawled on top of him. She tried to scoot down a little but his stiff cock bumping against her pussy halted her. His hands splayed on her rib cage as he bent his legs to raise her shoulders higher, allowing him to cup her breasts.
Vanni closed her eyes at the sensation of his firm hands kneading her. She bit her lower lip, enjoying the caress.
“So beautiful and soft.”
Bracing her knees on the mattress, she tried to lift her pussy away from his lower belly, the ache between her legs a telling sign that she was getting aroused. He was making her hot and she didn’t want to get him wet.
He let go of one breast to grab her hip and pull her down again. She opened her eyes and stared at him. He shook his head. “Stay where you are.”
He bent his legs up, kicking off his pants as he did, and trapped her where she sat as the tops of his thighs pressed against her ass. His stiff cock was trapped between them. There was no missing the thick, hard shaft. He slowly rolled his hips. The erotic motion rubbed her clit against him. She braced her hands on his chest, just needing something to cling to.
“What are you doing?” She hadn’t experienced anything quite like it.
“I enjoy watching your face.”
That made her blush. She broke eye contact and stared at his stomach. His well-defined abs flexed as he continued to slowly rock his hips as she sat on top of him. The aching increased, almost a tease of what it would feel like if his cock was inside her. She grew wetter and knew he must be aware of it.
He released her hip and slid his thumb between her pussy and his lower belly. He traced her slit, played with the proof of her arousal and then pressed the pad of his thumb against her clit. She moaned.
“So beautiful,” he rasped.
“Smiley!” She wanted him inside her.
“Not yet. I want you too much. You need to come for me first so you’re prepared.”
For what? She was already wet and ready to have sex. He continued to play with her breast, using his thumb and forefinger to pinch her nipple gently. She closed her eyes, the sharp jolt of pleasure making her pussy clench.
His cock felt harder as it rubbed her ass and the muscles of his thighs pressed tighter against her too. He rolled his hips under her, the slow rocking driving her insane. She wanted him more than she’d ever wanted anyone. His sexy, intense gaze seemed to see right into her soul as his thumb circled her clit in tight movements that drove her wild. She panted and moaned but fought the urge to dig her nails into his skin.
“Please,” she pleaded.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “I could never say no to you.” He jerked his hand away, stopping the torment of her clit, lowered his legs and sat up. She almost fell backward now that he wasn’t supporting her. He also stopped massaging her breast.
“I’ll try to be gentle.”
He rolled her onto her side. She hadn’t seen that coming and lay there a little stunned until he got to his knees and bent forward, grabbing her hips. He flipped her over onto her stomach as if she weighed nothing.
“Hands and knees,” he ordered. His voice came out in a deep rasp and sent good chills down her spine.
She pushed up and did what he wanted, hurting for him to fuck her. She expected him to climb upward and pin her under him but Smiley surprised her again when he gripped her inner thighs and urged her to part them. She spread her knees until he let her go and sat back on his heels.
Vanni gasped when he shoved both hands between her parted legs, flattened them on her lower belly and jerked her backward. The rapid movement lifted her off her knees and her chest hit the bed when her arms collapsed. The thick crown of his cock pressed against her pussy and he entered her. She cried out when he suddenly drove inside. He eased his hands from between them so she was half on his lap, facedown on the bed with his bent knees under her stomach. He spread her legs farther and bent forward, coming down over her.
He fucked her deep and hard, one hand hooked around her hip to keep her in place. She clawed at the bedding, not caring if her nails damaged it. His finger found her clit and with every thrust of his hips the friction drove her higher. She buried her face against the bedspread, moaning louder as he increased the pace.
It was so good it nearly hurt. Her vaginal muscles clenched in anticipation of the impending climax, along with about every other muscle in her body. Smiley fucked her even faster, the headboard banging loudly against the wall. She didn’t care. He was so hard and it was so good.
“Killing me, Vanni,” Smiley groaned.
She would have said the same but the world exploded around her when she started to come. Ecstasy ripped through her and she was pretty sure she screamed. Smiley tore his hand from between them and grabbed her hips, driving into her as deep as he could get and jerking with enough force to shake them both as he came too, while snarling her name.
His dick pulsed inside her as if it had a heartbeat. He slowed his tight thrusts until he was still. The firm grip on her hips eased and he leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back. He didn’t crush her with his weight but he definitely had her pinned.
“No female makes me feel the way you do, Vanni,” he rasped, his breathing erratic. “Was that too rough?”
She just shook her head, lacking the energy to turn her head to peer at him. “I loved that.”
He brushed a kiss on her shoulder and stroked her outer thigh. His big hand gentle as he explored her from hip to knee then back again. “Me too. We’re going to do this a lot. Often.”He stopped playing with her hip, wrapped his arm around her waist and stroked her lower belly. She moaned when he slipped his fingers over her clit and caressed her there. Her vaginal muscles twitched and Smiley groaned.
“I’m going to fuck you again.”
His words surprised her. He still felt hard inside her. He rolled his hips, almost withdrew from her pussy but then drove his dick back in deep. Two fingers captured her clit between them, lightly tugging. She moaned.
“So soon?”
“I’m not like your males.”
Chapter Seventeen
Their short nap had been interrupted by a phone call. Smiley had kissed Vanni’s cheek and told her to go back to sleep. He’d been notified of a meeting he had to attend. She’d gotten out of bed the second the front door closed and stood on unsteady feet. Every muscle from the waist down seemed to hurt. She groaned and made it to the bathroom to soak in a hot tub.
“What do you expect? You’re doing Mr. Fitness,” she muttered when her legs trembled after she climbed out. Her inner thigh muscles burned a bit and her lower ass wanted to go on strike with each step. The bath alleviated her discomfort.
She bent at the waist to dry her hair and groaned. Her girl parts were fine but she might have strained the muscles in her ass. She finished rubbing her hair and used the counter to help her straighten.
The image in the mirror made her cringe. Her hair hung in wet, stringy strands and her lips appeared swollen from Smiley’s kisses. She turned away from her reflection and wrapped the towel around her middle.
“Must work out more,” she muttered, limping to the bedroom. She made it to the bed and just fell over, happy to be off her feet. She stared at the phone on the bedside table and wanted to call Beth. Her friend would laugh at her dilemma. Beth would find it funny but all it did was make Vanni wonder how she was going to hide her discomfort from Smiley.
The phone rang and she groaned, stretching out to get it in case it was Smiley calling to check on her. “Hello?”
“Were you date-raped and drugged?”
She winced, identifying her brother’s stern voice. “Hi, Count. No. It’s not true if you heard that story.”
“What the hell have you gotten us into then?”
She tried to think of what to say.
“Answer the damn question,” he demanded. “Mom and Dad are AWOL and we’re sequestered in a hotel. Of all the guys you had to fuck around with, you picked a New Species? Couldn’t you have had a last fling with a stripper at your bachelorette party like any normal person?”
She rolled onto her back, gripping the phone to her ear and stared at the ceiling. “Mom and Dad went to the cabin but I’m sure you already guessed that. It’s where they always go.”
“That’s all you have to say? You wrecked our lives this week. I want answers. What the hell is going on? You’re lucky I didn’t shoot the security team that arrived. We heard something about you holding a press conference and that you’d been victimized by the NSO and then they showed up here, saying we were in danger. You should have warned us what kind of hell was about to rain down on our family.”