Page 10 of Only for Tonight (Only For #1)
The minute his lips touched mine, it felt like my body was on fire. Every single nerve needed to be touched. I’d never been kissed with so much passion before. I mean, I’d been kissed before, but never like that. Like if he didn’t kiss me, he wouldn’t be able to take another breath.
He shut the door with his foot as one hand was cupping my ass, the other my face.
His tongue invaded my mouth and it was hungry.
It got deeper when he pushed my back against the door, my arms wrapping around his neck while my leg hitched over his hip.
I felt his hardness all over me. And I meant all over me.
I moved my head to the side, the kiss going even deeper.
He let go of my lips, but that was only for him to trail the kisses down to my throat and then moved them up to my cheek.
His hot, heavy breath was in my ear as he stuck his tongue out and twirled it around my earlobe, and I shivered as he sucked the lobe into his mouth.
My tits tingled, as well as other parts of me.
When I pushed him off of me, he looked at me confused.
“There is something I have been dying to do.” I turned and pushed him against the door.
“Watch.” I kissed his neck; my hand fell on his chest. The way his heart sped up under my hand showed me he was as into this as I was.
I squatted down in front of him, my hands at his belt.
“Ariella,” he said my name, actually he hissed my name out.
Teeth clenched together, eyes trained right on me as his pants fell to the sides of his hips and I got his cock out.
I had never felt more powerful in my life.
My eyes locked into his as I took him into my mouth.
My head bent, which covered his cock in my mouth, but he quickly remedied that as he moved my head with both his hands by the side of my jaw .
“Fuck,” he grumbled as I took him even deeper.
My hand wrapped around the base as I took him as deep as he could go.
“That’s it, baby,” he urged. “Going to fuck your mouth.” His hips thrusted as he used my mouth.
I had spit running down my cheek, but I was so hot for him, I didn’t even care.
Nothing mattered but making sure I gave him what he wanted.
“I’m going to—” He tried to pull away from me, but my grip on him tightened, making him plant himself in the back of my throat as he came on my tongue.
The knock at the door has me opening my eyes and the memory of that night is again just a memory.
I get off the bed. “Coming!” I shout to the closed door, pushing the door handle down and opening it to the room service guy, trying not to think that this isn’t the way I thought today was going to go.
I’m sitting in the middle of the bed when I get the courage to call Lexi. She answers after one ring, “Hey, where have you been for the last two days?”
“Funny story,” I start to say, “I’m in LA.”
“What?” she shrieks. “What are you doing on this side of the world?”
“That’s why the story is so funny,” I tell her, dipping one of the fries in the ketchup. “So, you know when I was in Dallas?”
“For that celebration for your father,” she replies.
“That would be the one. Well, I sort of…” I trail off. “Perhaps had a one-night stand.”
She gasps out, “And you didn’t tell me? Wow.”
“It was a one-night thing and we said in the morning that we would kind of forget it happened.”
“But then he called you?” she asks me, sounding a little hopeful.
“Nope.” I laugh nervously. “He had no idea I was here.”
“So you just showed up at his house unannounced?” Even when she says the words, I have to close my eyes at how crazy it was to just show up at his house.
“Basically, it was a ‘do now, think later’ sort of situation.”
She laughs. “And how is that working out for you?”
“Right now, I’m sitting in the middle of the king-size bed in the hotel with about five hundred dollars of room service food.”
“Why would you go all the way there without calling him first?” Her voice is soft.
“Well,” I say and swallow, “I didn't think telling him over the phone that I’m pregnant was a good idea.”
“You’re what?” I have to move the phone away from my ear when she shrieks again. “Oh my, Ariella, what did he say?”
“Well, I didn’t tell him.” I close my eyes and tell her what happened.
“You showed up there unannounced and then his girlfriend was there, so you left?” she recounts the story.
“Pretty much.”
“You know you have to tell him, right?” She tries not to laugh. “I mean, you can’t keep it from him. He knows your father, don’t you think it’ll come up?”
“I know, which is why I’m here,” I groan. “I’m going to go and take a long bath and then rethink my plan.”
“You need to call him and ask him to come over to your hotel room.”
“No,” I snap. “What if he thinks I want him to come here and do me?”
“Okay, fine, not to your hotel room, but you have to tell him.” I close my eyes. “Go take a bath and then we’ll think of something.” I hear the door shut on her end of the phone. “I have to go, talk to you later,” she says and disconnects before I can say another word.
I look at the phone, knowing she’s right. “Okay, nugget.” I look at my belly. “Tomorrow we will try again.”