A Decadent Getaway |18+| • |Erotica| • |SMUT|

Chapter - 7

"I've been thinking..." Donny begins, as we both walk up to my room, his warm hand holding onto mine with so much tenderness which makes my heart, and my pussy, yearn more for his touch.

"You've been thinking...?" I ask distractedly, being too busy staring into his deep blue eyes. You can't blame me. I can and will never get enough of those eyes. I feel his gaze drop to my lips and I feel this sudden urge to press my lips hard onto his. He looks into my eyes and he must have noticed need in my brown orbs because his pupils dilated making his eyes turn into an intense shade of darker blue, like they always become everytime we're pleasuring each other.

He gulps forcefully, trying to gain some restraint, but fails at it when he, all of a sudden, presses me against my hotel room door, his hands gripping my ass tightly, pulling me flush against himself.

"You need to stop looking at me like that. It drives me crazy with desire which makes me forget everything else around me but you." He growls in my ear, nipping my ear lobe.

My breath hitches as I could feel the tingles all through my body at his proximity.

"Wait, Donny-" My voice comes out in a whimper as he begins to nibble on my ear, placing hot kisses on the side of my neck and going back to my ear lobe.

He hums in response indicating that he's listening but is too busy kissing me to give me a proper reply.

"What were you going to say earlier?" I manage to ask him somehow in my current state of delirium caused by his intoxicating touch.

"Mmm... I forgot. Later..." He mumbles too busy suckling on the base of my neck, definitely giving me a hickey.

A soft moan escapes my lips as he thrusts his hips forward, his very hard and prominent interest pressed against my lower belly, making sheer desire pull at my insides.

Moaning at the feel of him against me, I shamelessly begin to grind against him right there in the hall, for anyone to see the dirty things we are doing to each other.

I can't help it that he's too hot for me to handle. This man has no idea what he does to me. He makes me let go of all of my inhibitions, driving me absolutely crazy with need, want and desire.

But I am not too far gone to give people a live show, no matter how kinky and sexy it sounds, so with much difficulty, I manage to pry myself off him and take his face in my hands, stopping him from trailing open-mouthed kisses along the column of my neck, which is driving me absolutely insane.

He opens his eyes, confused.

I suck in a deep breath to calm my raging hormones but failing miserably, I am able to mutter only two words with great difficulty. "Not here."

Comprehending my meaning, he takes out the card from his back pocket and  swipes it hastily against the lock,  pushing me inside the instant the door opens and without wasting any time he shuts the door close behind us.

"Someone's impatient..." I chuckle but my amusement dies down the moment I saw the predatory look he is giving me right now, as if he can't wait to get his hands on me.

In two long strides he closes the gap between us. We both look at each other for a minute or two and after a moment, something snaps inside the both of us and we are onto each other, ripping each other's clothes off savagely.

He picks me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist. I place my lips on his, pulling his lower lip in between my teeth and biting on it which makes him growl. He walks over towards the bed and throws me on it unceremoniously.

I yelp as I bounce on it and see him crawling over me.

A wicked grin etches onto my lips at his barbaric behaviour as it makes me proud at the fact that I bring out the barbarian in him.