Wild Nights(7)

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him. “You’re going with me.”

He leaned in and nibbled on my ear. His hot breath tickled and sent a rush down my spine. He kissed my neck and his hands were feeling up every inch of me before I pushed him away.

 “If my co-workers see us together, they’re going to be livid,” I objected. “We moved hotels because of you and your creepy-ass friends.”

 “Psh,” he laughed. “They’re harmless. They just wanted to come over and drink since the bars were about to close. I thought you’d be cool with it. I’m sorry it scared you.”

In that moment, I really wanted to believe him. It made the previous night seem a whole lot less scary in retrospect, and it made me ease up a little around him.

Raquel appeared from around the corner and stopped dead in her tracks. She lifted her phone as if to call 911 until I motioned that everything was okay. She looked pissed and stomped off inside to find Tess.

 “As fun as last night was, I don’t think I can do it again,” I lamented.

 “What can I do to change your mind?” Blaze winced. For the first time, I realized he had dark, almost golden-brown eyes, something I didn’t notice in my drunken stupor the night before. Fuck, he was so good looking.

“I’ve been thinking about last night all day. I can’t get it out of my head,” he pleaded. “I’ve basically been walking around with a hard on all day because of you and that tight little pussy.”

My pussy tingled with those words, and I felt my underwear getting soaked. I was shocked that I could get this turned on.

 “One more night. That’s all I need,” he added. “You won’t regret it.”

 I took a step back, crossed my arms, and stared down at the ground. I hated making decisions on the fly. I needed more time to think about this, but time was something I didn’t have. I had to make a choice. I knew what I should do, but then I knew what I wanted to do. And I didn’t want to answer to Raquel and Tess.

I tossed my head back and probably with the help of the alcohol coursing through my system said, “Fuck it. Let’s go.”

He reached around, grabbed his helmet and handed it to me with a smirk on his face. He climbed over his hog and then patted the back. I climbed behind him and held on tight as he started it up and backed us out of the parking space.

I had to have him one last time.

 Blaze turned his head towards me and his smile widened. This was happening. We climbed on, and he yanked my arms around him. He slipped his right arm back and rubbed my leg. It was almost an affectionate move. I moved my left hand over the bulge in his pants and began rubbing, but it was already rock hard. It turned me on to know that I turned him on that much.

I leaned in and nibbled his ear as we rode, wind in our faces, surrounded by city lights. My body was tingling with every bump in the road and with every vibration from the acceleration of his bike.

 “Where are you staying?” he asked. I was surprised he didn’t have that figured out already, although maybe he did but he didn’t want to freak me out again. At this point, I really didn’t care. I was fully turned on and there was no turning back.

 “The Lancelot. Downtown,” I mumbled.

 “Very nice,” he said, flipping on his turn signal and heading in that direction.

I reached up under the back of my shirt when we were stopped at a light and unhooked my bra. He moaned and rubbed my thigh harder.

“I’m going to fuck the shit out of you tonight,” he yelled over the roar of the motor. “Last night was nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you tonight.”

I could only imagine what he had in store, and I could do nothing but grow wet with anticipation on the ride to the hotel.

After what felt like an eternity plus a million stoplights, we finally arrived at my hotel. He found a parking spot and we scurried inside as fast as we could and jumped in the elevator. I pressed the button for the 10th floor and up we went. He leaned down the French kissed me as the elevator pressed upwards.

As we headed towards my room, I started having flashbacks from the night before. This was my safe haven from last night’s creepy episode. Why was I taking Blaze here? Oh, yeah. The sex.

 “I just thought of something,” I said, pushing him away. “I forgot to tell Tess and Raquel that I was leaving the restaurant.”

 “So?” he said, pressing his warm body up against mine and breathing his hot breath against my neck. “Keep going. Where’s your room?”

 “Right here,” I said, pointing to the door across from us. “I should probably text them and tell them I’m at the hotel. Just a minute.”