“You have the sweetest little mouth, you know that?” I could imagine him, his hand shuttling up and down the length of his dick, and the thought made my knees shaky. Of course, the four shots of JD with no chaser hadn’t helped. I was pretty drunk.
“My pussy’s even sweeter…” I turned toward the wall, hoping no one passing was paying attention or could hear me.
“Jeez, girl, you’re gonna kill me…” He took a long, shuddering breath. “I should let you get back to Lil.”
“And leave you all alone?” I teased.
“I am all alone, I’m afraid.”
“What if I was there?”
“I’d be the happiest man in the world.”
I lowered my voice, holding the phone close. “Would you fuck me?”
“Every possible way I could think of,” he assured me. “And then I’d do it again.” I gasped and whispered, “You’re making me wet.”
“I’m so hard, baby, I could pole vault on this thing,” he confessed.
I waited for a couple to pass me before asking, “Will you stroke it for me?”
“I am,” he growled, and I could imagine him. Oh god. I leaned my forehead against the wall, feeling faint.
“Will you come for me?” I closed my eyes, the picture of him in my head so clear I could almost climb into bed with him.
“It’s always for you, Janie,” he whispered, and I could tell by his breath he was doing it for me, tugging on his dick, wishing it was my hand, or my mouth, or my pussy…
“Tell me…” I urged, hearing people pass by but keeping my eyes closed, turned toward the wall. “Tell me what you’re imagining.”
“You in that red dress. Sitting in my lap. Jesus I wanted to fuck you right there.” His breath caught and I heard him moan softly.
“What else?” I urged.
“Your mouth on my cock,” he said, panting now.
“Mmmm. Did you like it?”
“Fucking loved it,” he grunted. “I thought I was gonna come right there when you grabbed my hand and put it between your legs.”
I sighed softly at the memory, squeezing my thighs together. My panties were sopping. “That was sooo good.”
“I can’t stop thinking about your wet little pussy,” he admitted, his voice even lower. He was getting lost in his fantasy and I was going along for the ride. “God, I want to lick you.”
“Oh yes…” I swallowed, my pussy clenching at the thought.
“So fucking sweet…” he breathed. “I want to bury my face in your cunt…” I smiled, opening my eyes to see a group of people walking by. They had no idea what I was doing, standing there listening to Josh jerk off on the phone. “That’s not all you want to bury there, I hope.”
“Not by a long shot… ahhhh god, Janie, I’m so hard for you…” He gasped and I closed my eyes again, biting my lip. “You want this cock, baby?”
“You have no idea,” I whispered.
“Are you wet?”
“Oh my god yes.”
“Can you touch yourself?”
“Not here…” I glanced around. Far too many people. “Are you doing it…for me?”
“Yes,” he whispered. “I wish you were right here in my lap.” I smiled and purred, “I wanna go for a ride.”
He groaned, his breath coming so fast.
“A long…hard…fast ride.”
“Janie…” he begged. “Oh god, Janie…”
“Yes, Josh,” I urged. “Do it for me.”
“It’s all for you, baby,” he cried. “Oh! Ohhhh!”
“Oh god, Josh, yes!” I cradled the phone, keeping my voice low. “Please. Please.”
“Ahhh fuck!” He growled and snarled and I knew this was it. I closed my eyes and waited for it, imagining him, cock in hand, stroking fast and furious for me. “I’m gonna come for you!”
He groaned loudly and I pressed the phone hard against my ear, hoping no one could hear the sound of his pleasure. It vibrated all through me.
“Oh,” I breathed. “Wow.”
“Christ, Janie,” he panted. “You make me crazy.”
“Ditto.” I swallowed hard, my head swimming. “I’m the nutty one standing outside of 1 Oak.”
He chuckled. “Did you give anyone a show?”
“There you are!” I recognized the voice behind me and cringed.
“Hang on,” I said to Josh as I covered the mouth piece with my hand.
“I couldn’t find you inside!” Gretchen glanced at my cell as she came over to me.
I saw Catherine standing at the curb, waiting for her driver to open the limo door. “I’m going home with Catherine,” Gretchen explained. “Will you tell TJ and Ronnie I won’t be home tonight?”
“Sure.” Catherine blew me a kiss before getting into the car. “Have fun,” I said, watching Gretchen as she walked back to the limo and got inside.
“Okay, I’m back.” I put the phone to my ear.
“What was that?” he asked, sounding curious.
“A long story.” I sighed. “Josh, can I call you in half an hour?”
“Sure.”
“Stay right where you are…” I purred. “And definitely keep doing what you’re doing…”
“Mmmm.” I heard him smiling. “Yes ma’am! Half an hour?”
“Be ready.”
“I will be,” he promised as I hung up the phone.
I texted Lil that I was going home-I knew she wouldn’t care if Alek was out there dancing with her-and when I got there, I told Ronnie and TJ that Gretchen probably wouldn’t be home all night.
I also declined their offer to go to bed with them, probably for the first time ever.
Instead, I went to my room to call Josh back.
“Are you ready?” I was already stripped naked and in bed.
“And waiting,” he agreed, his voice barely above a whisper.
We were off to the races.
CHAPTER EIGHT
“Oh my god, Josh!” I exclaimed as I stuck my head out of yet another room in the Plaza’s Presidential Suite. “There are so many! How many bedrooms does it have?”
“Come here, you!” he called, holding out his hand. He was standing at the bar, pouring himself a drink. I went to him, smiling, hips swinging, knowing he was watching me, the black silk of my dress clinging to my body.
He pulled me close-he’d already kissed me breathless in the car, both when he picked me up and when we pulled up to the hotel-burying his hands in my hair as he looked down at me.
“Are you staying here indefinitely?” I asked, my eyes bright.
“It’s fifteen-thousand a night.” He laughed. “Even Catherine would think that’s too extravagant.”
My eyes widened, my jaw dropping. “Are you crazy?”
“Probably,” he murmured against my ear, his hand trailing down to the small of my back. “But it’s just for tonight. I’ve got a condo section of the Plaza reserved for a much more reasonable price. Not as good of a view though.” We were on the top floor-the entire top floor, Josh claimed-which was already making me nervous, even though I’d avoided the windows on my impromptu tour of the place.
“There are five bedrooms,” he breathed, his thigh pressed between mine. I moaned softly as he kissed my neck, making delicious patterns with his tongue. “And I’m going to have sex with you in all five of them…”
“Tonight?” I gulped.
He smiled. “In the next hour.”
Our kiss was hungry, eager, and I let my hands run all over him, down his back, over the hard edges of his chest and stomach, finally reaching for the part of him my body wanted most, finding him delightfully hard.
“Easy, girl.” He kissed me, soft and slow, his tongue exploring.
“I can’t help it,” I whimpered, rubbing up against him. I loved him in a suit, his belt buckle biting into me. “We’ve waited so long…”