Childhood Dream

Chapter 1-3

The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. Tony held his hand against the doors, and Krissy stepped in first. Tension filled the small space, and she shifted from one foot to the other as he joined her.

The doors shut, and the air became impossibly thick. Her thighs ached for his touch and unable to resist the pull she turned to him just as he faced her.

She didn’t know who moved first, but his hands landed on her cheeks, hers went right into his unruly curls, and he backed her up against the wall as their mouths crashed together in a clash of teeth and tongues.

Red hot desire spiraled through her veins, fueling the inferno that had been raging from the minute he held her on the dance floor. She yanked on the curls, loving the way they felt in her hold as their tongues created their own dance.

A moan rumbled up her throat as his body pressed against hers, trapping her between man and wall. His hair was softer than she expected, body harder, and the bulge grinding against her center bigger than she could have ever imagined. She rubbed against him, kicking her foot up and snaking it around his waist. She pulled him closer, wanting to feel the rock-solid length on her s*x.

The elevator dinged, and she jumped back from him. Disappointment and regret seeped through her system as the space between them grew.

She wanted this, damn it. One night together. No strings attached. She peered out of the elevator to make sure she wouldn’t have to explain her actions in the morning. “Coast is clear,” she said, leaning against the elevator door and keeping it from closing.

She bit her lip and attempted her best come hither look. It must have been sexy as hell because Tony rushed to her, hands cupping her cheeks and turning her toward the hall.

Excitement and anticipation fueled her movements. She jumped up, his fingers slipping beneath her dress and landing on her ass as she wrapped her legs around his trimmed waist. “Which way?’ he asked as their mouths parted for a breath.

“Third door on the right.”

He kissed her, deep and mind-numbing, and didn’t stop as he moved with purpose toward her room. “Key?”

She reached into her bra and pulled out the keycard.

He laughed. “What else do you have in there?”

“Get us in the room and you can search all you want.”

He stopped kissing her for a moment and smiled.

“What?” she asked.

“Nothing, it’s just this is a new side of you.”

“Are you complaining?”

“Not at all. I like discovering new things about you.”

“Then get us in the room so you can be more thorough.”

He kissed her hard, and she moaned, pressing her aching s*x against him. He took the card out of her hand and swiped it. The door clicked open, and he pushed them inside. He pinned her against the wall. His head dipped, and his hands ripped her dress down, revealing the black lace strapless corset she’d opted for.

He groaned at the sight, and she bit her lip as a satisfied smile spread across her face. His tongue trailed along the lace, and she arched, offering the small mound to him. Her n****e popped out from the restrictive material, and he took the tight bud between his teeth, nibbling and sucking before swirling his tongue around the taut flesh.

Pleasure wracked her body, the feeling too good, but she missed his lips. Needed them. She grabbed his cheeks and pulled his mouth to hers. As soon as their lips came together, his mouth parted and his tongue darted out, searching. She met him across the divide, sliding in erotic strokes that had her moaning for more.

His finger curled around her panties and yanked them aside. The pad of his finger swiped lovingly across the swollen bundle of nerves. Her body bucked at the intense pleasure. Her hands clawed at his back, searching for purchase as her soul momentarily left her body.

He nipped at her lip; a sharp pulsating pain cut through her but vanished as his tongue and lips soothed. She rocked against his hand, and his finger dragged through her moist folds. She whimpered against his ear before sucking his lobe between her teeth.

Just as she released his lobe, his finger pushed inside her. A cry tore from her mouth, and she buried her head in the crook of his neck, letting the wave of ecstasy carry her away. He moved in and out of her with precision and skill she didn’t expect. His finger curled, hitting her in just the right spot.

She sucked on his neck, trying to keep from crying out again as he continued to work her toward the edge. She teetered there for a moment, but then his thumb brushed her clit. Pleasure rocketed through her, her nails bit into his shirt, and any attempt at muffling her cries were lost.

Her body shook at the intensity, and she dug her hands into his shoulders to keep herself from falling to mush on the floor.

“Beautiful,” he said and kissed her neck. The wall disappeared from her back, and Tony’s strong hand held her before placing her down on the bed. She sunk into the mattress, and he stood, unbuttoning his shirt. She didn’t waste any time, reaching for the hem of her dress and attempting to pull it over her head, only to realize there was a zipper.

“Oops,” she said with a laugh.

“Let me help you with that.”

His hand rested on hers, and her eyes locked with his. Two circles of dark chocolate that she wanted nothing more than to get lost in. His hand moved to her zipper and slowly inched it down. She shimmied out of the dress, and he draped it over the chair beside the bed before coming down on top of her.

His upper half was bare now, dark curly hair dotting his firm chest. A line of painting tools was tattooed into the olive skin of his forearm. She skated her hand over the hair, roaming along the hard lines and cut muscle. She had no idea all of this hid beneath his paint covered t-shirts. She leaned up, pressing a kiss to his chest as her fingers fumbled to undo his pants. With a determined yank, she got the zipper down and shoved the material over his ass.

His erection sprang free, and she let out an accidental gasp. She reached out, running the pad of her thumb over the head. She swallowed at the smooth skin and ran her hand down the rigid length. Tony’s entire body tightened as she stroked him, feeling him harden beneath her fingers.

She glanced up through overdone lashes and watched his eyes slip closed, pleasure relaxing the lines at the bridge of his nose that were always scrunched. Her head spun as she leaned down and touched the tip of her tongue to the engorged flesh.

Her tongue swirled around the firm skin and when she took him in her mouth, his hand clamped down on the bed frame. Smiling to herself, she glided lips and tongue deep before slowly pulling back up.

Tony’s hand curled into her hair, and he yanked her to him. A squeak flew from her mouth, but was muffled as his lips crashed to hers. He pushed her back on the bed, hovering over her in all his masculine glory.

“Condom?” she said.

“s**t,” he muttered. “I didn’t plan… I wasn’t expecting this.”

“My bag.” Krissy pointed to the bag on the floor.

His eyebrow lifted as he drew away with a smirk. Her body chilled as soon as he was away from her, and she desperately wanted his heat back, warming her, consuming her. He opened the bag, and his eyes widened. “I’m guessing you were expecting something to happen tonight?”

She shook her head. “Cami likes to shove condoms in my bag.”

“Remind me to thank her.”

Krissy sat up, the buzz in her mind clearing. “No!” This was a hookup and there was no reason for Cami or anyone other than the two of them to know about it.

Tony didn’t question her outburst. He ripped the wrapper open and slid the condom on as he walked. Multi-talented, that one.

“Kidding,” he said, climbing on the bed, his knee going between her legs and spreading her wide for him.

The panic of Cami finding out got lost to the needy desire sparking to life as his heat reclaimed her body. His eyes met hers, a whirlwind of want and need darkening his already dark eyes. He held her gaze as he slid into her slowly, allowing her body to accommodate him.

She lifted up, an invitation for him to go hard and deep, but he continued course, holding steady with slow strokes.

Her hand rested against his cheek, and she smiled. “I won’t break, you know. You can go faster.”

“I’m enjoying the moment,” he said before his hands grabbed her hips and angled her. His body pulled back, and he thrust into her, detonating a quick explosion of pleasure that spread through her. Losing control, she cried out, her fingers latching onto his shoulder and holding on as he moved in her, creating a rhythm that short-circuited her mind. She couldn’t think or speak, all she could do was feel.

His thumb swiped against her clit, and the world titled on its axis. The heavens parted, and white light flashed behind her eyes as she convulsed into paradise.

Tony flipped them over and scooted to the edge of the bed. Her body weighed down by the intense pleasure, she held on to his neck. He grabbed her legs, wrapping them around him, and he tilted up, pushing inside her, creating friction and heat so intense her body bucked.

His fingers laced through her hair, angling her to look at him. Her eyelids drooped, but she managed to stare into the calming darkness. His body rocked, arms wrapping around her, their slick chests gliding against each other.

They were no longer having s*x. This was something more…intimate. It felt too good to stop. Her body, overwhelmed with pleasure, settled into the sensual pace, absorbing the slow gentle strokes. Tony cupped her breast, and her n****e tightened as he ran his thumb across the tight bud. His head dipped, taking the bead into his mouth and swirling his tongue before pulling back and doing the same to the other.

“How are you so good at this?” she asked.

He responded with a laugh, then his hands were on either side of her face, the pace of his strokes increasing until he thrust deep and hard. His body shivered beneath her touch, but she couldn’t enjoy his pleasure before searing hot ecstasy tore through her, and she collapsed against him.

Exhaustion overcame her, and she nuzzled into the warmth of his chest before the world went black.