His eyes scanned my lips and then he slowly closed his eyes. He let go of me and turned away. “Enjoy the rest of your weekend with the girls,” he said as he walked out of the room, leaving me there, feeling breathless.

The alcohol was still moving through my body, giving me the courage to do what I never would have done before. After a few moments, I left the room and went up to Simon’s suite, praying that he’d be in there. Once the elevator reached the top floor and the doors opened, I lightly knocked on the door. When he opened it, I lunged at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and smashing my mouth into his like a wild animal. He didn’t push me away as he kissed me back and slipped his tongue deep into my mouth.

“Gabrielle,” he said with bated breath.

“Just fuck me, Simon. Please,” I begged as I lifted my sundress over my head.

He took in a sharp breath and pushed me up against the wall as I wrapped my legs around his waist, his hands having a firm grip on my ass as he held me up. Our tongues danced and our lips couldn’t get enough of each other. My hands tangled through his hair as his tongue slid down my neck and across my chest. He stopped, set me down, and undid his pants, taking them off and kicking them to the side. His fingers hooked around the waist of my panties and slid them off my hips while his tongue traveled down my torso and to my clit. He flicked it with his tongue, and dipped his fingers inside me. I was already about to climax. He had me so hot and bothered and it had been so long since he was inside of me. He came back up and lifted me so I would wrap my legs around him, thrusting in and out of me like a mad man.

“Fuck, Gabrielle, I’ve missed you so bad.” His breath hitched.

Tightening my arms around his neck, I let out a howl as he pushed deeper inside me, causing me to explode. He filled my insides with his come. His final thrust was deep and long as he moaned and buried his face into my neck. Our hearts were racing and our bodies were sweating.

“Simon.”

“Yes, baby,” he said as he lifted his head and looked at me.

“I’m going to be sick.” I unwrapped my legs from his waist and ran to the bathroom.

As I leaned over the toilet and threw up, Simon took my hair and held it with one hand while he rubbed my back with the other.

“Well, this is a first. No woman has ever thrown up after I’ve fucked her before.”