“I think that can be arranged.” I look at the clock, noticing the time and that we’ll be closing in the next hour.
“Good.” He takes a sip of his beer, my eyes watching him the entire time as I imagine my lips on his throat as he slides deep inside me.
“Yeah.” My voice comes out in a husky tone, and I know tonight is going to be the start of something more between us.
One
Rhett
“Fuck, just like that, Lena.” One of my hands is in her hair, holding it like a hair tie would a ponytail, my other hand cupping the side of her face, my thumb sliding to the outer edge of her lips that are around my cock. Selena doesn’t stop. If anything, she takes my entire length even further to the back of her throat before swallowing around the head of my cock.
After the employees and other customers left, the two of us stayed, chatting well into the night, like we seem to always do when I come into town. When Selena started yawning, I knew it was time to say good night, though neither of us was ready for that. Which is why I offered for her to come back to my hotel. Of course, she one-upped me and said we should go to her place instead. I wasn’t even considering she’d be sucking my cock like it’s her last meal or that I’d get her thighs wrapped around my head while my tongue got to taste her. Fuck, the way she came on my mouth not one but twice, she was wild, hips moving, body quivering, pulling my hair. It’s enough to make me want to come inside her mouth right now, to watch her swallow my cum, and then finally get inside her hot-as-fuck cunt.
A couple of drinks, some flirting, and then my moving in to finally kiss her ruby-red lips, knowing now that they’re the same color of her nipples as well as the folds of her cunt, is what lead us here.
She moans along my cock. I look into her dark eyes that are gleaming with tears from sucking the life out of me, or so it seems. With her eye makeup streaming down her face, she should look like a mess, but to me she’s fucking perfection.
“You’re going to make me come. You want it in your mouth or not?” She doesn’t respond. Not with words at least, instead, she bobs her head up and then down, suctioning her cheeks when doing so, and that’s all it takes to tip me over the fucking edge.
“Selena.” I lose my grip on her hair and cheek, my head tilting back, depleted of any and all energy I had. She’s literally sucked me dry. It takes me a minute to come back down from the way her mouth felt on me, but when I do, it’s to Lena with a proud smile on her face, cleaning up her smeared mascara with her fingers, and me ready to pounce on her again.
“How are you still hard?” she asks. Her perky tits are moving up and down as she regains her breath.
“If you could see yourself the way I do, you wouldn’t be asking that question.” I pull her up from her knees until she’s straddling my lap, ready to slide inside her but knowing before I do that we have to talk first.
“Oh,” she replies breathlessly. My lips meet hers, lightly kissing her.
“Got a question for you before this goes any further.” Lena uses the underside of my cock, slicking it with her wetness, moaning along the way.
“You want that inside you, we gotta talk. You want me bare, or are we using a condom?” I’m trying to get to the point before I take any choice away from her.
“Bare. I’m on birth control,” she croons. Her lips move to my throat, the head of my cock already positioned at the entrance of her center, and that’s when I grasp her hips and slam her down in one movement.
“Rhett.” Her body tightens around me, but her lips never stop sucking at my skin as I make us come together.
Two
Selena
Rhett never left last night. Hell, he barely had enough time to get back to his hotel room, shower, and change before he had to get to his meeting. That’s probably because I was woken up with his head between my legs, making me come before sliding inside and coming a second time. Then he was kissing me stupid, rushing to put his clothes on while making sure that our phone numbers are programmed into each other’s phones, and then he was out the door with one last kiss.
Since yesterday was Saturday, that means today is my day off. Well, today and tomorrow. So, I had absolutely zero qualms about sliding back into bed. Sleeping the day away seemed like a great idea to me, so that was exactly what was on my agenda. I got my shirt up and over my head—I preferred to sleep naked last night with Rhett’s unique scent of leather and a woodsy undertone surrounding me—and put my phone on my nightstand, ready to catch up on the sleep I was sorely lacking from last night. Not that I was complaining to be kept awake by a sexy man who can have a conversation with depth and meaning with a side of multiple orgasms. Wife me up. I’m pretty sure if Rhett wanted to have babies and move to a deserted island, I’d say ‘Let’s go.’