Chapter 159
**Sara**
We broke apart, both panting heavily. Tom's lips trailed down my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. I tilted my head, giving him better access as I gasped in pleasure.
"God, Sara," he murmured against my skin. "You drive me crazy."
I smirked, running my nails down his back. "Right back at you."
He captured my lips again in a searing kiss that left me weak in the knees. I clung to him, lost in the sensations he was creating.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. I pulled back slightly, trying to catch my breath.
"Wait, Tom," I panted. "I must ask... did you book this as a couple's thing? Or was the receptionist just playing along?"
He blinked, looking adorably confused for a moment. "What?"
"The honeymoon suite. Did you plan this, or was it just a happy accident?"
Understanding dawned on his face, followed quickly by amusement. "Oh, that. No, I didn't book it as a couple. The receptionist just assumed and ran with it."
I burst out laughing, the absurdity of the situation hitting me. "So we're just a couple of frauds, huh? Pretending to be newlyweds for free champagne and strawberries?"
He grinned, pulling me close again. "Hey, don't forget the discount on couple's massages. That's the real prize here."
I smacked his chest playfully. "You're terrible. What if we get caught?"
"Then I guess we'll have to make a run for it," he said with mock seriousness. "I hope you packed your running shoes in your overstuffed suitcase."
"Planning our great escape already?"
"Well, someone has to," he teased. "Though I must say, I'm a little hurt you thought I might have booked us as newlyweds. Give me some credit for subtlety, at least."
"Alright. I'll give you that one. Your acting skills were convincing back there. Maybe you missed your calling as a Hollywood heartthrob."
"Please," he scoffed. "I'm far too intellectual for Hollywood. I'd be wasted on rom-coms."
"What makes you think you're above rom-coms?"
His eyes glinted mischievously. "I'm much better at the romantic stuff in real life."
"What makes you such an expert, Mr. Blackwood?"
Without warning, he leaned in and captured my mouth in a searing kiss. This one was different from the last - more forceful, more demanding. His tongue delved into my mouth, tangling with mine as he pressed me back against the wall.
I gasped as my back hit the solid surface, but before I could react, his body was against mine, pinning me in place. He continued kissing me hard and fast, nipping at my bottom lip as his hands roamed over my curves.
Suddenly, he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand. His other hand slid into my blouse, pushing the fabric to expose my lacy bra.
Damn, this man knew how to make an entrance. I'd been enjoying the foreplay, but now he was taking charge, and my body was responding like a lit fuse. I bit my lip, a soft moan escaping as he teased my breasts with his thumbs, circling my nipples through the lace.
He kissed me harder, his tongue possessing mine as his thumb worked its way beneath the fabric of my bra. The silk slid against my skin as he exposed my breast, his fingers grazing my sensitive nipple.
I arched my back, encouraging him to take more. He released my wrists, only to wrap his arms around me, lifting me off the ground as if I weighed nothing.
"Hungry for me, Sara?" he murmured, nibbling my ear, his breath hot against my skin.
I nodded frantically, not trusting my voice. He lowered me slightly, not letting go, and I felt his growing bulge pressing against my hip.
My thighs clenched around his waist, seeking friction. He responded by grinding his hips, adding more pressure. My head fell back in surrender as he explored my breasts with his lips and tongue, driving me wild.
His hands slid down my back to cup my ass, giving it a firm squeeze as he shifted his hips again, seeking his own relief.
I rocked my hips, craving the friction against his cock. He moaned into my mouth, his hands digging into my ass.
"Fuck, Sara, you feel so good." His voice was hoarse, filled with the same desperate need flooding my veins.
I wanted him inside me. Now. I reached down, gripping his firm ass, urging him closer. He responded by grinding his hips harder, his cock straining against the rough denim of his jeans.
Without breaking the kiss, he walked us over to the bed, never slowing the delicious friction between us. He sat on the edge of the mattress, still holding me against him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, loving the feel of his strong body supporting my weight.
I pulled away from his mouth and looked into his heated gaze, my lips puffy and bruised from his kisses. "Don't stop," I breathed, wanting to savor every moment of this raw passion.
"No chance of that," he growled, his eyes flicking down my chest. "Not with those perfect tits right in front of me."
I giggled, my body tingling with anticipation. "Well, they are pretty fantastic."
He grinned, knowing I had him exactly where I wanted him. Quickly, I pushed myself off his lap and sauntered to the door, twisting the lock with a satisfying click. The sound echoed through the expansive suite, a promise of privacy that made my pulse race even faster.
I turned back to Tom and caught him watching me with hunger and curiosity.
"You locking us in here because you can't resist me, Mrs. Blackwood?"
"Something like that," I replied with a cheeky wink as I strolled back to him. "Don't want any interruptions while I... enjoy the perks of this so-called honeymoon."
"Is that so?" His gaze darkened, challenging as if daring me to continue down this road.
I stood in front of him, my fingers deftly undoing the buttons on my blouse, the fabric whispering open to reveal the lacy bra beneath. His eyes followed my every move, widening with pleasure as I shrugged off the blouse and let it flutter to the floor.
His tongue darted out to wet his lips, and damn if that didn't send a thrill straight to my core. "I've got to say," he murmured, "you make a compelling argument."
I dropped to my knees between his legs, my breath catching as I looked up at him from this angle. His slightly stunned expression melted into cocky confidence, and he leaned back on his hands, watching me with growing anticipation.
"Wipe that smug look off your face, handsome," I quipped. "I haven't even started yet."
His lips twitched into a lazy, wicked grin. "By all means, don't let me stop you."
Slowly, teasingly, I reached for the button of his jeans, popping it open and dragging the zipper down. My hands wandered over the firm muscles of his thighs, feeling him twitch under my touch.
His cock strained against his boxers, the perfect reward for my efforts. I hooked my fingers into the waistband and tugged, freeing him from the confines of denim and cotton.
"Damn," I whispered, my eyes fixed on his erection. "I forgot how big you are."
His chest puffed up a bit more, preening under the compliment. "Only for you, Sara."
With a grin, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, loving the way it pulsed under my fingers. I bent down, brushing my lips along the smooth, hot skin and inhaling his intoxicating scent. His hips jerked in response, and I chuckled at his eagerness.
"Impatience doesn't suit a billionaire, you know," I teased.
"Bite me," he growled, eyes blazing with desire.
"All in good time," I promised before swirling my tongue around his tip, tasting the bead of pre-cum that rewarded my efforts.
He groaned, a low rumble that resonated deep within his chest, and I took that as my cue to get more serious. My lips parted, sliding over the tip and then taking him deeper, feeling the weight and warmth of him in my mouth. The sensation was familiar and thrilling, my excitement building alongside his.
He sighed, a mix of relief and ecstasy, as I bobbed my head slowly. His hand moved to tangle in my hair, not pushing, just savoring the feeling. I hummed around him, sending vibrations down his length, earning another delicious moan.
"Goddamn, Sara," he growled, his grip tightening just enough to send a shiver of excitement up my spine. "You're gonna be the death of me."
I pulled back, breathless, the hint of a smirk on my lips. "Oh, you love it."
"Never said I didn't."
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