Sloppy Seconds

by Laney Kay

  He grinned. “I asked if you’d like to go back to the reunion, stay here and get something else to eat and drink, or continue this conversation in my room.”

  She took her hand and cupped his cheek, and gave him a gentle kiss on his lips. “Let discuss it in your room.”

  He immediately stood up, threw some bills on the table for a tip, grabbed her hand, and pulled her up beside him. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” He headed toward the elevator, dragging her behind him and teasing her when she lagged behind. “Come on woman, let’s move. I’ve been waiting months for this.”

  5

  They were in his suite in record time, and as soon as he shut the door behind them, his whole demeanor changed from laughing and teasing to serious and focused. He gently crowded against her until her back hit the door. He leaned forward until his entire body was lightly pressed against her and he put both hands on either side of her shoulders to support his weight. She smiled back at him and put her hands on each side of his hips, pulling him forward until she could feel him, already aroused, against her stomach. She rubbed herself against him as she went up on her toes to give him a gentle kiss on the mouth. Just a light brush of her lips, once, then twice, and finally a tease with the tip of her tongue and a nip of his full lower lip.

  Suddenly she started laughing, and Jack tilted his head and raised his eyebrows. “What’s so funny?”

  She hugged him. “This is so much nicer than the last time we did this.”

  He had to think about it for a second. “Right. Junior year after the prom. Isn’t that the truth? We’re in a nice hotel room instead of in a freezing cold dugout at the rec fields.” He hugged her. “Maybe this time I won’t end up with about a million splinters in my ass.”

  She shrugged. “Hey, we’ve got time and I’ve got tweezers, so either way, I got you covered.” They both laughed and when Jack stopped laughing and stared at her mouth, Bella rapidly became self-conscious. “What? Is there something on my face?” She brushed at her face as Jack continued to stare at her as if trying to memorize her features and lifted one hand to gently cup her cheek. He leaned in for another quick kiss.

  Bella tried to break the awkwardness of the moment. “Hey Jack, what are you waiting for?” She smiled and gave him another quick kiss. “Are you playing hard to get?”

  He mentally shook himself and she was relieved when he suddenly stood up straight, reached down under her dress, grabbed her ass with both hands, and pulled her up against him. “Not anymore.” She laughed as he lifted her. “Put your legs around my waist,” he demanded, and she did, moaning a little as she could feel every hard inch of him pressing between her legs. He ground his pelvis against her, and for a moment, she honestly thought she was going to pass out. He jammed her against the door as his mouth came down on hers, and he began rocking rhythmically against her as they kissed. She tightened her legs around him, he rubbed against her, he kissed her, his tongue thrusting and exploring her mouth, and pretty soon, it was too much. All she could think is holy shit, I’m going to have an orgasm right here against the door, and then she did. She pulled away from his mouth, her head back against the door as she called his name, her hands on his shoulders as she ground herself wildly against him as she exploded.

  Jack watched her as she climaxed, thinking that she was beautiful, uninhibited, and if everything worked out the way he’d hoped, his. It seemed to go on and on, and when she finally stopped moving against him, and she dropped her head to his shoulder, too exhausted to move, he kissed her gently. He kissed the tip of her nose, and lightly on the mouth until she opened her eyes. “Hey sugar. How are you?”

  She smiled at him. “I’m fine.”

  He tried to look outraged. “Fine? Are you kidding me? Fine? I got you to come fully clothed against a door in about a minute with nothing but a few kisses and a little bit of rubbing, and you say it was fine?” He laughed as she rolled her eyes. “Come on, give me a little bit of credit. Tell me that was awesome.”

  She started laughing. “That was awesome, Jack.” She loosened her legs from around his waist and he obligingly let her slide to the floor as she rubbed against him the whole way down. When her legs hit the floor, she wasn’t sure she could stand up because her legs felt like noodles.

  “You okay to stand on your own?” He was afraid to let go because she looked like she was about to fall over.

  “Only one way to find out.” He backed up just enough so he could grab her if she started to fall, and she swayed a little, but managed to stand up by herself. He laughed as he looked at her, her lips swollen from his kisses, her hair a mess, her dress hiked up on one side, her eyes still a little unfocused, swaying on her feet. “Well, Bella, the good news is that you look like a lady who just finished having a very good time with a very lucky man.”

  She laughed. “I did have a very good time, but lucky for that man, I’m nowhere near finished.” She grabbed his hand and unsteadily towed him into the bedroom. “After all, it’s been a very long time for me so I have a lot of time to make up for.” As soon as they reached the bed, she pulled him to a stop, turned on the small bedside table lamp, reached up and pushed his jacket off his shoulders and threw it on the desk. She jerked down the bedspread, and then smiled at him as she came closer and smoothed her hands up his wide chest. He smelled great, she loved the cologne he was wearing, and he felt even better. His chest was wide and hard, and she could feel his tight, flat stomach flexing beneath her hands. He no longer had the six-pack she remembered, but he still looked amazing. She unbuttoned his shirt, kissing her way down his chest as she slowly peeled off his shirt.

  He laughed and reached for the zipper on her dress. “Let’s get your dress off and we’ll be exactly where we left off the other night during our game of strip poker. Me with no shirt, you in nothing but bra and panties. And me with a raging hard-on.” He lowered the zipper and reached down and pulled the dress over her head, until she stood there in her underwear with her heels on.

  He could tell she felt self-conscious, but she gamely struck a pose with her arms wide, anyway. “Not exactly the same. I got me some fancy new underwear.”

  She turned around in a circle, and Jack’s mouth went dry as he looked her over. “Holy shit, you can say that again.” He stared at her, at her full breasts barely contained in a see-through lace bra, her tight, pinkish-brown nipples poking through the lace, the matching cheeky panties accentuating the round cheeks of her bottom. “Bella, you are so much better in person. You couldn’t look any hotter to me than you do right now.”

  She smiled, pleased that he liked the way she looked, but still a little uncertain, because let’s face it, it was weird to parade around in front of a man for the first time in close to forty years. She put the negative thoughts out of her head, walked over to him, put her hand in the middle of the chest, and pushed until he sat down on the bed. Bella turned her back to him, bent down and pulled one booted foot up between her knees. “Let’s get these boots off.” She tugged one boot off, then did the same thing with the other leg, smiling as she glanced back and saw his eyes glued to her mostly bare butt as she pulled. When she was done, she turned and straddled his lap. “Now the pants.” She kissed him sweetly, then not so sweetly, as she unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper. When she put her hand in the middle of his chest and pushed, he obligingly laid back, and when she told him to lift up so she could take his pants off, he happily raised his hips off the bed so she could pull off his pants and boxer briefs in one quick movement.

  Wow. The dim light from the table lamp accentuated his long, muscular body, and she immediately realized that he wasn’t kidding about his raging hard-on. His penis was long and thick and was flexing against his belly with each breath he took. She stared at it, entranced, until she heard him start laughing. “Bella, I’m trying to maintain a little control here, and you’re not helping the situation. For the love of God, don’t stare at it, it only makes it worse. Come here.” He sat back up, put his a
rms around her and pulled her over to him so she stood between his spread legs. He pulled her face down for a kiss as he reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra. “Now show me again what I missed the other night.”

  She laughed and obligingly shrugged her shoulders so the bra slid down her arms and dropped to the floor. Bella pinched her nipples so they became even harder, and shimmied her shoulders so that her breasts swayed in front of his face. He smiled, cupped her breasts, squeezing them together and licked each nipple before sucking each one strongly, in turn. As he played and fondled, Bella grabbed his head to pull him closer, wordlessly urging him to suck her harder, squeeze her harder, then moaning as he gently nipped and then kissed each nipple.

  They were both starting to lose it. Bella rubbed herself against Jack as he continued to kiss and squeeze her breasts, and she moaned as she felt herself getting more excited. Jack finally released her breasts and slid his hands down her sides, grabbing her panties and jerking them down to her ankles, while she kicked them off. He grabbed her hand, pulled her down beside him on the bed, and then raised up on one elbow. He looked at her body, his expression absorbed and tender, and finally raised his eyes to hers and smiled. “Baby, I can tell you, it’s been a while, and you and I have had months of extended foreplay. I’m afraid that once I get inside you I’m going to only last about a minute, but I promise I’ll make it up to you the rest of the night.” She smiled and told him she was in luck because she wasn’t going to need a whole minute, and with that, his control completely left him. His mouth slammed down on hers, and his tongue thrust into her mouth wildly, as she kissed him back, her hips rubbing against his side. He slid his hand between her legs and turned so that his fingers slid over her and in her, and he groaned when he felt how wet she was, whispering in her ear, “Bella, I need to get inside you right now.” He thrust one finger in her, then two, and moved them slowly in and out of her as she rotated her hips in time with his fingers.

  Bella couldn’t think. All she could do was feel. She whimpered as Jack pulled his fingers away and rolled to his back, and she rolled with him and kissed his chest as he reached for a condom on the bedside table. He ripped it open with his teeth, jerked it into place, and rolled back with her to the middle of the bed where he put her beneath him as she wrapped her legs around his hips.

  For a moment, they just looked at each other, then Jack smiled, and with one hand, lined himself up with her, rubbing himself up and down, until he was wet from her and she was begging for him to please quit teasing and get inside her. He pushed in slowly at first, but she writhed wildly underneath him trying to hurry him up. He grabbed her hips and slammed himself all the way inside her, and she gasped as he started to move. He braced his bent arms on either side of her head and thrust strongly again and again as she wrapped her legs around his waist and rubbed herself against him with every stroke. He could feel her get even wetter and hotter as she arched underneath him, and he felt her fingers dig into his shoulders as she started to come. He rode her through it, enjoying the feel of her body clenching around him, and when she finished and collapsed bonelessly back onto the bed, he finally let himself go.

  They both lay there, trying to catch their breath, him squashing her into the mattress, and her loving the feel of his big body on top of her. When he tried to shift his weight, she wrapped her arms around his neck and murmured, “No, stay. Don’t move yet.” He nodded and stayed exactly like he was.

  After a few minutes, he recovered enough to pull back so he could see her face. “I think I’d better move before we end up permanently glued together and this condom becomes useless.” He bent down and kissed her, groaning as he rolled over to lay on his back beside her. He reached over and grabbed her thigh, squeezing until she looked over at him, smiling. “Hey, Bella.”

  She rolled onto her side, facing him. “Hey Jack.” She grinned. “Oh, and in case you were wondering, that was definitely more than fine.”

  He raised his eyebrows. “Oh, wow. ‘More than fine,’ that’s a ringing endorsement. So what does that mean? It was good? Adequate? Passable? Satisfactory?”

  Bella laughed. “All of the above.” When he pretended to roll away in a huff, she put her hand on his chest to keep him beside her. “Okay, maybe it was a little better than that.” She leaned over and propped herself up on his chest so she looked directly into his eyes. “How about this? It was stupendous.”

  He pretended to consider her words. “Better.”

  She gave him a quick kiss. “Amazing?”

  He looked a little less disgruntled. “Better.”

  “How about astounding, remarkable, awesome, wonderful, and splendid?”

  He gripped the back of her neck to pull her down for a thorough, tongue-tangling kiss, then pulled his mouth back enough to growl, “That’s more like it.”

  Bella laughed, delighted at their play, and they grinned at each other. They both decided they were hungry, so they ordered a couple of appetizer platters and a bottle of champagne from room service and then they took turns in the bathroom, each taking a quick shower.

  They dried each other off, chatting about how their personal reunion was much more fun than the official reunion, when they heard a knock on the door. Jack yanked on a pair of gym shorts on the way to the door and grabbed the food while Bella pulled on his shirt and buttoned a couple of middle buttons. Jack rolled the cart into the bedroom, and stopped in his tracks when he saw Bella in his button down shirt, forgetting what he was about to say. She smiled at him, happy to see his reaction, but she had really worked up an appetite and was ready to eat so she brought his attention back quickly. “Hey, bud, you want to bring the cart over here and we can eat on the bed?”

  He agreed, still staring at her in his shirt. What was it about a woman in a man’s button-down shirt that was so incredibly hot? He mentally shook himself and rolled the cart over to where she indicated. He sat down as she unpacked the food, sliding his hand under the tail of her shirt to fondle her bare butt. She pressed against his hand for a moment, enjoying the feel of his gentle touch, before remembering herself and smacking his hand away, smiling the whole time. “Would you stop that? I’m starving and you keep distracting me.”

  Before he could distract her again, she sat beside him cross-legged on the bed with the full plates of food on a towel on the bed between them. She took a bite of something that, to him, looked like a piece of jerky around a dog biscuit, chewed enthusiastically, and then lifted a bite to his mouth. “Try this. It’s some kind of bacon-wrapped date with blue cheese, and it’s fabulous.” He shrugged and reluctantly opened his mouth, and to his surprise, it was tasty. They spent the next few minutes eating, the silence broken only by an occasional comment about the deliciousness of the food. When they finished, they piled the plates back on the cart. The only thing left was a few grapes, some nuts, a container of honey, and the bottle of champagne. He grabbed the honey and the bottle of champagne in the ice bucket and placed them on the dresser then he wheeled the cart outside the suite into the hall.

  When he came back, Bella was still sitting on the bed with a smile on her face. “We breaking into the champagne next? I wouldn’t mind ordering a little dessert to go with it.”

  He sat down beside her and pulled her onto his lap with her back against his chest. “Not yet. I have a better idea.” He ran his hand up her thigh and between her legs, rubbing gently as he kissed the back of her neck and unbuttoned the shirt with the other hand. He spread the shirt wide and started to fondle her breasts with one hand as the other hand rubbed in firm little circles between her legs. He slid one finger, then two, inside her and started kissing his way down her neck, telling her between kisses, “Let me finish what I’m doing here, then how ‘bout I’ll have you for dessert, and then we’ll have champagne.”

  By then, Bella only cared that he didn’t stop what he was doing. “That’ll work.” She pulled her hands up behind his neck, arching her back and undulating against his fingers. As he felt her
get hotter and wetter, he knew she was close, and he kept going until she finally held herself still, moaning his name, and he felt her contracting strongly around his fingers. She collapsed against him, sweaty and exhausted, her eyes closed as she tried to catch her breath.

  Jack lifted her off his lap, pulled his shirt off her and put her on the bed. She opened her eyes as he stood up and removed his shorts, rolled on a condom, and he grabbed the honey off the desk and turned back toward her. She raised up on her elbows and raised her eyebrows as she looked at him. “And what are you planning to do with that, Jack?”

  He stuck his finger in the honey and licked it off as he smiled at her. “I told you I was going to have you for dessert.” He stuck his finger back in the honey and rubbed it on her lower lip. She slowly licked her bottom lip then took his hand in hers and sucked and licked every bit of the honey off his finger, moaning an appreciative, “Mmmmm…” the entire time.

  Jack thought he was going to lose it. He pushed her back flat on the bed and dipped his finger in the honey and started drawing random patterns down her neck, across her collarbones, down over her breasts, around her nipples, down her stomach and thighs, and finally between her legs.

  When he was done, she raised up again and looked down her body and wrinkled her nose. “Jack, you’re making me a sticky mess.”

  He laughed and slid down beside her on the bed so he could kiss her smiling mouth. “Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up.” He kissed her until she relaxed again against the bed, and then he took his mouth down her neck, licking and kissing and sucking the honey off her soft skin while he massaged and caressed her body with his big hands. By the time he worked his way down her body, Bella was wild from the combination of his mouth and hands and was writhing against him. “Jack, would you stop teasing me and get inside me now?”