Adeline's POV:

My heart was racing, the voices inside of it screaming at me that what I was about to do was a mistake; that taking Jeb to bed and letting him have his way with me was the wrong thing to do. But they could scream all they wanted because my body didn't seem to think that it was. Oh no, it was revved and ready to go, to see if what I'd felt in his pants was anything like what I was picturing in my mind. Because in my mind, I was picturing it as thickly veined and pulsating with need, the tip of it purple from where it was so engorged while it glistened with a little moisture bead at the tip that begged for me to lick it off. And I fully intended to do that at least once tonight... as long as there is a room available. And by room I meant broom closest, utility closet, hell, the way I was felling right now I could be fine with a stall in the men's room as long as I finally got to fulfill my desires.

Sure, I could go back to my house since it was only ten minutes away but Ty was there and given the fight that we had earlier and the condition he had been in when I left, I didn't want to have to deal with that all over again when I was finally about to do something that was sure to leave me thinking of nothing else but what was happening in the moment; something that I desperately needed. After I get what I need to give me a moment of mindlessness, then I would deal with Ty. Until then, I was going to focus on the man in who had his arm draped low on my waist with his hands resting on my hip so close to where my body craved to be touched.

"I need a room." Said Jeb when we arrived at the reception desk. There was no denying the hurriedness in his tone. I went to pull away, to give him room to handle business but when I did, his hand gripped tighter, dipping even lower. The fingers of his hand rested just about my pubic bone, amping up my desire and forcing me to fight the urge to move just right so his hand was where I wanted him. Jeb must have known my thoughts because no sooner than I'd had them did his lips land on the shell of my ear and he whispered, "almost there baby. I promise to have you wreathing with pleasure before you know it."

"Only room available is on the top floor, a penthouse." Said the young man behind the desk who was doing a good job of ignoring the very public display of affection that was taking place in front of him. If he doesn't hurry up, there is going to be a whole hell of a lot more that cuddling and lustful embraces...

"Charge it to this." Said Jeb as he hastily pulled his wallet from his pocket before practically ripping a credit card from inside it.

Within moments, Jeb had paid for the room, had his key card, and was leading me to a bank of elevators off to the right of the reception desk. As he'd led me, I could feel the watchful eyes of various members of the banquet I was supposed to be attending watching me, knowing that what this whole thing was going to be all over social media and all over JGR offices in the morning. But I didn't care. Let them talk. Let them think what they want. Some people turned to drugs and alcohol to numb the pain of loss. Apparently I was choosing to turn to wild one-night-stands in order to numb mine.

The dinging of the arriving elevator car pulled me from my thoughts at the same time as Jeb ushered me inside. Without even waiting for the doors to close, he pinned me to the back of the elevator car with his hips, his impressive erection pressing into my belly at the same time as he slammed his lips against mine. The kiss out on the balcony had been hot but this one was so much more. On the balcony, I'd know what he wanted but could feel that he was holding himself back. Now, there was no holding back. It was no holds bared and damn did I love it.

But still, I needed more. Looping my arms around his neck as he continued to kiss me senseless, I literally climbed him, wrapping my legs around his waist, once more notice the head of his cock where my body craved him most.

"Tell me this isn't insane." I whispered when Jeb broke the kiss only to begin trailing them along the column of my neck.

"Oh, it's insane. No denying that. But everyone deserves to go a little insane from time to time." Said Jeb.

"I know this probably ain't the best time to ask this but do you have protection? I mean I'm on the pill so we are protected but—"

"I'm clean. Haven't been with anyone since my ex and I split back in March." Said Jeb, cutting me off. His brown eyes -so filled with lust and desire- locked with mine, telling me that me was speaking the truth.

Instead of replying, I slammed my lips back against his, kissing him with everything I had in me. Time and space seemed to become nonexistent in that moment. All that mattered was the feel of his lips against mine, or mingled breathing, and the promise of what was to come. In fact, I'd been so lost in the moment that I hadn't realized that we had reached out floor until I felt Jeb moving us, his lips never leaving mine. I felt my back once more being pressed against a hard surface at the same time as Jeb fumbled with the keycard slot.

"Finally." He sighed, kicking the door open with his foot and walking us inside. When the door shut behind us, Jeb put me down and stepped back, looking at me hungrily. "As beautiful as you are in that dress something tells me that you are fuckin' drop-dead gorgeous out of it."

"Guess you'll have to unwrap me and see." I said, trying to sound seductive. Since this wasn't something that I ever did, I didn't know if I was succeeding. But if the look that came across his face was any indication, I was definitely succeeding.

Wordlessly, he lifted a hand and swirled his finger in a circle, silently telling me to turn around. On shaky legs, I did as instructed, offering him the back of my dress. The air around us seemed to be charged. His cologne seemed to be stronger suddenly. My pulse seemed to be beating harder, so hard in fact that I was sure that he could hear it.

With a maddening slowness that he knew was only amping up my need even further, he slipped the zipped down my back. Maybe it's just me but I couldn't help but wonder when zippers started sounding so loud. Goosebumps peppered my skin as the cool air of the room blanketed my naked back. They grew bigger when Jeb trailed a finger down the center of my back, stopping at the base of my spine.

"I didn't peg you as someone who had a tramp stamp." Said Jeb, referring to the bouquet of pink and black dahlias I'd gotten on a drunk dare.

"What can I say? Vodka, spring break, and a dare equals bad decisions." I said, turning my head so that could see him out of the corner of my eye.

"How far does it go down?" said Jeb, his voice thick with desire.

"Onto my ass." I said. Because of the shape and placement of the bouquet, in order for people to know what it was, it had to be kind of big. And for it to be big, it meant that if I wanted it on my lower back, it was going to have to go down onto my ass.

"Oh, I gotta see." Said Jeb, pushing the sparkly material of my dress down my body. When the dress cleared the soft flare of my hips, it fell to the floor unceremoniously, leaving me standing there in my heels and my black lacey thong. There had been no need for a bra when my tits were surgically enhanced and perky. My nipples pebbled impossibly hard and my pussy clenched when Jeb's teeth sank into the curve of my ass. I'd heard the expression '­I'd like t take a bit out of your ass' before but never had anyone ever actually done it.

"Jeb—"

"Its fuckin' sexy as hell." Said Jeb, his hands landing on my hips, urging me to turn around.

Doing as he wanted, I stood before him in my thong and heels. I felt powerful standing in front of him while he as on his knees. I felt like a goddess. That feeling was what I was choosing to blame for me digging my nails into the base of his skull, flipping his hat off his head, and burying his face my folds. Jeb didn't seem to have any arguments about my forwardness because he wiggled his head, rubbing his nose against my clit, making my head fall back on my shoulders.

Jeb's POV:

I'd been fighting the animal inside me long enough. I was done fighting the beast that begged me to rip the lacy thong from her body and bury my face in her hot pussy. I was tired of wondering what she was going to taste like on my tongue. She was offering me what I craved and sure as fuck wasn't about to let the chance slip out of my grasp. With a forceful tug, I ripped her panties from her body loving that the move made her gasp. The little sound spoke of what she would sound like while I drove my cock into her. Just thinking about that had my cock swelling even more; as if that was even possible since I was as hard as I ever remember being.

Lifting on leg and resting it on my shoulder, I looked up at Addie. "Hold on tight babygirl because this aint gonna be gentle." I didn't give her time to respond before I placed my mouth over her pussy. Instantly I was rewarded with the salty feminine taste that I knew I was going to crave long after tonight.

Focusing on her clit, I let my tongue bathe her folds, each pass of my tongue bringing her closer and closer to the edge. I drew her clit into my mouth and sucked, loving that it made her legs tremble and a scream slip past her lips.

"Right there. Mmmmm, so close." Moaned Addie as I flicked pressed my tongue against her clit with just the right amount of pressure, flicking the muscle over the hardened point with the tip.

Using the hand that wasn't helping to support her, I slipped two fingers into her hungry channel, loving the fact that her muscles instantly began to contract around my fingers in an effort to pull me deeper. I hooked the digits, finding the rough yet smooth spot deep inside her that not many men knew was there. As I did, I sucked her clit into my mouth and let my teeth graze over it. Like I knew it would, it forced her orgasm to crash over her like a wave sitting the shoreline. I held her tightly as I wrung every last drop of her orgasm from her. Only when she had stopped trembling did I let her leg drop to the floor and look up at her.

Her blue eyes were hooded with desire. A small, sated smile graced her lips. But it was the blush that covered her from head to toe that I found the sexiest. Knowing that I was the one that caused her to wear that blush was like a stroke to the good ol' ego.

"My turn?" she asked, her voice sounding sultry.

"We have plenty of time for that darlin. Right now though, I just want to bury my cock inside you." I said, standing from where I'd been kenneling. I didtn give her time to process my words before I laced my fingers with hers and led her through the suite towards the bedroom. Along the way, I couldn't help but think of all the wicked things that she and I could do on every surface of this room. But we could do that later. I'd already broken my promise about her first time coming being in a bed. The second, third, fourth, fifth, and maybe the sixth time would definitely in in the king-sized bed.

When we walked into the room, Addie gasped, the beauty of the room stunning her. Surely she had seen the inside of her fair share of penthouses given she was a Gibbs. "Its beautiful." She said her voice full of awe. "Almost too beautiful to mess up."

"Babygirl, that's what housekeeping gets paid for. We tear it up with wild, kinky monkey sex and they clean up the mess." I said, pulling her naked body flush against mine. "And believe me, I plan to make this whole sweet look like a fucking rock band had a keg party by the time we have to check out o here. I hope you ate your Wheaties this morning."