The Dirty Hotel King Page 6

  After about six minutes, Rosy returned. There was a large bowl of popcorn in her hands and she balanced two sodas in the crook of her arm.

  “Sir,” Rosy chirped as she levered herself down on the couch.

  “Good girl. Help yourself,” I growled as I took a handful of popcorn and chewed thoughtfully. Rosy took small bites, and after a while, she laid her head on my shoulder. My heart started to pound as she wrapped her arms around my left arm, like a trusting kitten. I began stroking her brown curls, all in hope of making her more comfortable. Rosy sighed softly.

  “I never watch love stories because they just remind me how alone I am,” Rosy quietly admitted as the movie plays on screen.

  I frown. Rosy’s admission is one of the saddest things I’ve ever heard.

  “Seriously? No one as young as you should be so alone,” I replied in a low growl.

  Rosy tilted her head to look up at me. “It’s just the way life is sometimes,” she ways in a small voice. “I don’t expect you to understand.”

  Something in me wanted to protect this little girl from everything bad in the world, starting with her own father. But I choked down the emotion. Feeling anything other than lust was inappropriate. This was a business transaction so I spoke in generalities. “You should live your life to the fullest, sweetheart.”

  Rosy didn’t reply, but the air between us softened and gentled. I kissed the top of her head, and tilted her head back. Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to Rosy’s plump mouth, gently slipping my tongue into her mouth. Rosy shuddered, leaning into the kiss with a small mewl.

  This was good but I wanted more. I pulled Rosy onto my lap and ran my hands all over her curves, gently squeezing and fondling every inch of her juicy body. The kiss grows more intense and my cock stiffened in my pants as Rosie began to squirm on my lap. Slipping my hands under her shirt, I pulled it over her head and tossed it to the side. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her big boobs bounced slightly as they fell free. The sight made my cock stiffen into iron instantaneously.

  “Fuck sweetheart, you’re beautiful,” I murmured into her ear, pushing that fragile female form onto her back. She didn’t resist, opening her legs and inviting me in. I couldn’t resist and began to grind against her sweetest spot, my scalding erection touching that damp pussy through the layers of material. Her boobs bounced faster and faster as I moved on top of her, rubbing my erection over her covered clit. I leaned down and kissed her hard, gently easing my tongue in her mouth. Rosy moaned softly and bit my lip, sucking until I felt like I was about to come. Fuck, this girl may be a virgin…but she’s one hell of a fast learner.

  “Do you want me?” I growled, my pulse raging.

  “Y-yes, I want you, I’m ready,” Rosy mewled. “I’m ready, Steele.”

  I grinned with delight as I ran my hands over those delicious curves, savoring their soft, heavy fullness. It was time for the main event – and I couldn’t wait.

  Chapter 8

  Rosy

  When Steele touched me for the very first time, it was absolutely amazing. His hands were keys, unlocking all the dirty longings inside of me. Because I’ve read a lot of romance novels, but who knew it could be like this to be with a man? A huge, demanding alpha male whose blue eyes flashed dangerously whenever I cried his name.

  I was nervous but ready as he looked me up and down, licking his lips in anticipation. He was wearing a white shirt that was unbuttoned, and his pants were loose on his legs, yet tight around his crotch. My cheeks turned bright pink when I realized what was making that bulge.

  I swallowed hard as Steele moved in close to me, his eyes fixated on my form. I was desperate for his touch, but by the way he was looking me up and down, I had a feeling that he was going to take his sweet time.

  Grabbing me by the chin, Steele titled my head back.

  “I love it when you gaze at me with those big, brown eyes.”

  My blush darkened to a crimson red, sending waves of heat throughout my trembling body.

  His blue eyes glimmered with want and desire in the dusky room. Part of me couldn’t believe what was happening – what was so special about me, plain little Rosy, that made Steele hard and needy with lust? Did he really want me? Was it possible that I was responsible for that huge tent in his pants?

  As if answering my question, Steele pulled my face close to his and kissed me gently on the lips as his hands slid down my shoulders and cupped my breasts. “It’s you, Rosy,” he growls harshly. “You do something to me, girl. I don’t know what it is, but it’s pure fucking magic.”

  My nipples were erect and poking through my white t-shirt. I turned my face away from him, too shy to look him in the eyes. I started to cover my nipples because I was embarrassed that they were showing through my shirt, but Steele grabbed my hands.

  “Rosy, why are you trying to hide those perfect tits from me? All of you belongs to me, and you don’t hide any part of yourself.”

  I blushed again from the possessiveness in his voice, still looking at the floor.

  “I’m not used to this,” I admitted quietly. “This is all new.”

  Steele grinned and slid his warm hand underneath my shirt, grazing my nipples with his fingers. “Good,” he rasps. “Because I want to be your first. The one who makes it good for you.” His touch sent fireworks rushing through my body, making my skin feel like it was on fire. My thighs started to rub together, suddenly anxious for his touch.

  “You’re going to get used to being stared at, sweetheart,” Steele said suddenly. “Because I can’t stop looking at you.” He then took his hands to my thighs, rubbing and squeezing them.

  My face was on fire as he touched me all over. I couldn’t help but feel so shy and weird at first because no one has ever touched me like this. Savored my skin. Let his fingertips roam over my satin softness.

  But I liked it. No, I loved it. I felt wanted. I felt desired, needed – all of those desperate things I’d always craved.

  Steele reached up to my face again, tracing my lips with his finger.

  “You’re beautiful,” he uttered in a low growl. I looked away, completely bashful. I wasn’t even naked yet, but I felt so exposed. Perhaps it was my soul that was exposed to this man, revealing the secrets and insecurities I’d kept hidden for so long.

  “Am I?” I asked softly, hating the desperate tone in my voice.

  His eyes grew so dark they were almost black. But the utter charisma and conviction in them spoke volumes.

  “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he growled harshly, that gaze burning me up from the inside out. “So beautiful you make me ache, sweetheart.”

  And it happened then. I had to have this man. I had to give myself to him, one hundred percent, and I leaned forward and tried to kiss him the way he kissed me, but my lips were too soft and inexperienced.

  Steele chuckled hoarsely, making me feel like an idiot. I had no idea why I thought that was a good idea, but it was short lived.

  “If you want to kiss me baby girl, you can’t be scared when you do it.”

  Steele held me firmly by the waist as leaned in closer to me.

  “Try it again,” Steele softly ordered. I exhaled and reluctantly pressed my lips to his. As soon as our lips met though, his tongue pushed through my lips, inviting itself into my warm mouth.

  I gasped at first, because the sensation of his tongue was wet and foreign, and yet so delicious all the same. Steele pulled my legs apart, moving himself closer to me. His lips pressed hard against my own, and his hands found my ass. I could feel a tiny cry of ecstasy trying to escape my lips, but I swallowed it as he kissed me passionately. I had never felt so alive. Steele’s hands were strong and masterful and as he swept them over my body, my pussy gushing heavily with arousal and lust.

  As we kissed, Steele squeezed my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples until I was moaning into his mouth. As we kissed and writhed, Steele grunted and seized my hand in a firm grip. I gasped as he slowly p
ulled it against his crotch. Steele arched his back and growled at me as he rubbed my hand over his stiff manhood. It was the first time I’d ever felt a cock, and my cheeks flushed bright red

  “Let’s go back to the bedroom,” Steele growled, breathing onto my neck. Shivers cascaded down my spine as his lips caressed my collar bone.

  “Yes,” I whimpered softly. “Yes, I want that.” Picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder, Steele hurried to the bedroom. He kicked the door open with his foot and threw me on the bed. I bounced softly and held my breasts in my hands as the alpha male stood in front of me and starting undressing.

  He looked me straight in the eyes as he unzipped his pants and quickly unbuttoned his shirt. I stared in amazement at his body. He had huge biceps and rock hard abs, and after slipping out of his boxers, his cock popped out. It was hard and huge, a deep purple color and leaking copiously at the tip. My mouth watered, dying for a taste. I swallowed hard as Steele came close to me and grabbed me by the hair.

  He stood over me with a devilish glint in his eyes. His cock was huge. The tip was like a mushroom, the shaft stiff as a mast, pulsing and veiny.

  My mouth felt dry as he moved closer to me, his cock bobbing up and down. I took my shaking hand and placed it on his dick. It felt soft yet strong at once, like iron gloved in velvet.

  “You feel that?” he asked in a low, rough voice. I nodded quickly as my breath left my body. “It’s all for you, sweetheart. Every inch of that is for you.”

  He climbed on top of me and licked his lips. I was expecting him to immediately rip my panties off, but he moved deliberately, taking his time.

  Steele lay down on top of me, placing soft, small kisses on my face, neck, and then chest. His hands lingered on my breasts as he squeezed and kissed them. Sweat beaded all over my skin as I anxiously awaited his next move.

  He was like a jaguar hunting its prey. Except I was the prey this time. His eyes were hungry, and his teeth ready to sink into my flesh.

  I opened my legs slightly to let air waft to my pussy, desperate to cool the heat. My panties stuck to the sopping flesh from the wetness that had formed.

  Steele loved this though, glancing down with those blue eyes on fire. Taking his fingers to his mouth, he licked them then pushed a finger against the crotch of my wet panties. I exhaled softly as he rubbed my throbbing clit through the soaked material. He rubbed up and down at first, then in slow circles. My legs shook as his eyes locked with mine. I could barely take it, mewling uncontrollably even as my hips moved in small, involuntary jerks.

  “Oh!” I breathed, eyes closing as delicious shocks ran through my sweetest spot. “Oh, Mr. Steele!” Because it was clear now. I was ready to be taken by him. I wanted it so much, all of him inside me.

  But Steele took a step back, breathing hard, admiring my trembling body. Those blue eyes deepened again as one strong fist tangled in my hair.

  “Do you like what you see?” Steele grunted as he pulled my head closer to his cock. I nodded quickly, ready to take his manhood in my mouth, but then switching gears, he pushed me onto my back and ripped off my panties. The lace thong snapped, making me shudder, and then he was on me.

  I gasped as he kissed my mouth hard and squeezed my breasts with rough, large hands. As Steele shoved his tongue in my mouth and kissed me roughly, I trembled and mewled. Steele’s hands traced my curves and I shuddered as he broke the kiss and stared down at me. Lust gleamed in his blue eyes and I shivered at the knowledge that soon, I would no longer be a virgin because of this man.

  Steele spread my legs and leaned into my pussy, dragging his tongue along my clit. I whimpered as hot pleasure traveled through my body. I started to move my arms, but he grabbed them and pinned them down. He surfaced from my wet pussy and crawled up to me, his lips inches from mine. I could smell my musky scent on his lips and tongue and it made me shudder.

  “Don’t move, Rosy.”

  Despite the sweltering heat in the bedroom, chills cascaded down my spine. I wanted him so badly.

  “Yes sir,” I said obediently.

  Steele grinned as he went back down to my pussy. He stuck his thick tongue in and out of my waiting hole before teasing it with small circles. I cried out as he sucked on my clit, then inserted half of his finger inside me.

  “Oh god!” I cried as sweat broke out over my entire body.

  Steele came up once more and kissed me, sucking hard on my bottom lip. “You like that, don’t you, sweetheart? Just wanted to give you a preview,” he said, popping his finger into his mouth. He was hungry for me, and I was desperate for him to devour me. But now the alpha meant business.

  “Lay back and spread your legs,” Steele ordered. Without hesitating, I obeyed him at once. I closed my eyes and whimpered softly at the knowledge that soon, I would no longer be a virgin. I expected Steele’s cock to plunge deep within my body, to pop my cherry and make me scream with pleasure.

  But again, I felt the soft warmth of Steele’s tongue on my clit. I gasped. My eyes opened suddenly as pleasure began to rip through me in unstoppable tidal waves.

  Steele’s tongue flicked quickly against my clit, over and over, making my legs shake. I could barely contain the moans coming out of my body as Steele’s licks became harder and more intense. I grabbed the sheets as my body began to shake with the pleasure of it all. As Steele sucked and licked my clit, I arched my back and yelped with pleasure. A strange feeling was coming over me – almost like something gripping me between the legs. It was strange and weird and new, but I wanted more. My cheeks flushed bright red as my orgasm crashed over me like an earthquake. The pleasure gripped me and I cried out in ecstasy as I grabbed a handful of Steele’s charcoal hair. “Ahhh!” was my intense scream as my body bucked under hs mouth. “Oh god!”

  My man pulled up then, taking my legs and bringing them up to his waist, sweat beading on his muscular chest.

  “Relax and take my cock,” Steele ordered. I nodded as he swiftly thrust his hard cock into me. Pain mixed with pleasure in my body and the intense sensation tore through me as he plunged inside. He started out soft, then quickly got faster and harder. I could feel my pussy stretching to fit his hard dick, a pleasurable, if tight sensation.

  “You’re tiny pussy is taking all of my length,” Steele growled possessively as he continued to pump. “I knew you could do it.” I felt like I was about to dissolve into a million pieces, but then the unexpected happened. The billionaire puts his hand around my throat and chokes me slightly. I gasp and struggle for air but Steele held firm. Soon, the pleasure racing through my body intensified and I realized Steele’s grasp around my throat was making me feel even hotter.

  “You feel so good,” I wheezed, holding onto Steele’s wrist.

  The billionaire’s blue eyes gleamed as he pulled out and flipped me on my back. He thrusts his cock into me again, this time even rougher. My eyes rolled back as I felt that huge shaft sliding against my most sensitive parts.

  “Fuck me, Steele!” I cried out.

  “Are you gonna make me come?” Steele growled as he grabbed my hair, making my head snap back.

  “Yes, yes!” I screamed. My legs trembled as Steele released his fingers from my hair and grabbed my neck again. He lowered himself closer to me, breathing down my nape. It was so intimate that I almost came apart just from that. I closed my eyes before entering a world of ecstasy where only Steele and I existed; I didn’t ever want this moment or feeling to end. His cock felt amazing inside me, and his jagged moans were thrilling to hear – I loved knowing that I was driving this powerful, controlled male to the edge of his limits.

  “Oh shit,” Steele grunted as his thrusting became harder and harder. I squeezed my muscles internally, and Steele moaned louder as I cried out, our breathing rough and jagged. Suddenly it happened.