Try Me (One Night with Sole Regret #1)(16)

She pressed her lips to a shoulder blade decorated by an extended wing inked in red, orange, yellow, and black. "Nice choice," she said. She drew her tongue over his skin.

"Thanks, I had it custom drawn."

"Not the tattoo," she said, "though it is beautiful. Nice choice on choosing the man you were meant to be."

Melanie slid both hands around his body to stroke his chest. She couldn't detect his ink by touch, but when her fingertip brushed the barbell piercing his nipple, a surge of liquid heat converged between her thighs. Engulfed by desire, Melanie pressed her lips to his spine and rubbed the bit of metal in a gentle circle with her thumb. She wondered what it would feel like to have her nipple pierced and Gabe's lips tugging at it. Would she be able to feel that pull inside and out? Her breasts suddenly heavy and aching, she crushed them into his back and ran her hands down his lean, hard stomach.

"So you're no longer lusting over the awkward band geek with braces?" he asked.

Unable to resist the temptation, she pushed her hand into his front pocket and shifted his cock in her palm. So long and hard and huge. Her pussy throbbed with longing. "I don't know. Was that guy as well hung as you are?"

His breath caught and his abs tightened beneath her other exploring hand. She trailed kisses over his back while gently stroking his cock through the soft cotton of his pocket lining.

"Yeah, but he didn't know how to use it." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand out of his pocket before turning to face her. "Fortunately, I do."

As his heated gaze roamed her chest, her smart remark died on her tongue. His hand moved to her back to unfasten her bra with practiced ease. He removed the bit of pink lace and underwire and dropped it on the floor. "Beautiful," he murmured. His fingertips brushed over her taut nipples, and her back arched involuntarily. Gabe's hands slid down her belly and unfastened her belt. The button of her fly popped free. He tugged her zipper down, inch by inch.

Slowly.

Slowly.

Too fucking slowly.

She was on fire.

Melanie reached for his belt. She unfastened it and opened his fly. Before he could stop her, she jerked his pants down his thighs to reveal the tattoo on his hip. She squatted in front of him for a closer inspection-a lion?-but found the gorgeous hard cock in front of her far more interesting than any artistic design. Veins bulged beneath the darkened skin of his dick. The tip curved upward pleasingly. Its swollen head glistened with a hint of pre-cum. Melanie's tongue darted out to sample a taste of him and Gabe groaned in torment. Smiling at his response, Melanie pressed her palm against his hip and used her other hand to direct his cock into her mouth. She rubbed her tongue against the thick ridge on the underside. Sucking hard, she pulled back until her lips bumped over the crown of its head, before surging forward to take him deep within her mouth. 

Gabe drew a sharp breath through his teeth. "Melanie . . . Wait."

She tilted her head back to look up at him. He stroked her hair from her face with one hand.

"Don't get me anymore worked up than I already am; I have surprises for you." He glanced over his shoulder into the suite. "In my luggage."

She tugged her head back, releasing him from the tight suction of her mouth. "What kind of surprises?"

"I'll show you. Just . . . if you keep doing that, I'm gonna come and then I'll probably fall asleep afterward."

She stared up at him in disbelief. "I've never known a guy to turn down oral sex before."

"At least let me reciprocate."

He wrapped both arms around her, pressing her bare breasts firmly into his chest. The piercing in his nipple rubbed against her areola, and she thought she'd explode with lust. That forbidden piece of jewelry made her feel so naughty. So reckless. He made her feel that way. She loved all the unconventional things about him. She was starting to see why Nikki was so attracted to bad boys.

Belly-to-belly, Gabe walked her backward into the large open living area of the suite. When she turned her head to take in the lushly decorated room, he paused. She looked up at him in question and he caught her mouth in a deep kiss. Melanie wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him in return, making no protest when he pushed her jeans down over her hips. He grabbed her ass in both large hands and pressed her more securely against him, his thick cock prodding her in the belly.

He started moving her backward again. This time he didn't stop until her legs came in contact with the bed. He eased her down onto the mattress, still kissing her. When he had her where he wanted her, he lifted his weight onto his hands, tugged his mouth free of her eager lips, and stared down at her.

"Your pants are in my way," he murmured.