Wrong Room, Right Mistake

ushing me off, the drawer opened and after searching for a few seco

sn't a player but he did get some action. I just ha

sno

had cheated on me because I was such a bad lay? The thought had hit me before but I wasn't about to let that stop what wou

lling him into a breathless kiss. He matched my heat, s

s squirming for contact with his cock. He chuckled, a low and sexy sound that made me even wetter. Reac

d around him. So huge I started doing math in my

happy beyond belief. Squeezing, I p

n a rough voice,

felt him at my entrance, the thick tip of his cock running along the s

ake him, I ran my hands down his back and dug my fingernails into the hard muscles o

ig. Derek wasn't small by any means, but I was, as he'd told me, e

ered, squeezin

pushed in deeper and my eyes snapped open. I

ut. "Don't hold back." It seemed like the righ

of my neck, Carlos cursed against

lting my hips to get more

the muscle tighten under my fingers. He hooked a hand behind my knee and wrapped my leg around his waist, then plunged into

round his shoulders. "What

said to be the meanest kind of torture but since I hadn't ever had an orgasm, I hadn't worried a

d, my voice no mo

his cock hitting that spot. I moaned, movin

said, his v

o. So close.

essure. So mu

los was pumping hard inside me and for one

whole body tightening and then releasing. Collapsing onto me, he almost crushed me. With a shaky ha

t, quickly pull

his head. Less than an inch of

fuck

issed, crashing down from the go

arters, his voice was a hundred times deeper. And he had an accent. Carlos, who'd basically grown

a deep breath and sat up, pain ec

ded, reaching around for a beds

shot back, beating me to

I couldn't name crossed his face. I star

unshaven, icy-blue eyed man. A naked, unshaven, icy-blue eyed

ick and curly, it hung over his forehead, wet from the hard work with me. The fact that it

myself. Looking around at what I could finally see was the

that Carlos's wife died a year ago and h

i

slut, I bit out, "What the hell are yo

parted but no

?" I

. "You're one of litt

iled off. Little Carlos. Meaning there w

grim. "Please don't t

ding the slip and pulling it on, I finally faced the man, the wrong man I'd seduced. "I'm eighteen. Not that it matters because

kly looked away from his half-hard

that you came to m

closer. "Let's not forget that a normal person would have stopp

he said in a low voice, "

in disgust, stepp

ling me to him. I suddenly found it ha

mine. I closed my eyes, holding back a moan whe

n a daze when his

lejandro. Alejandro Orlov," he added, and I took a shaky ste