by Shey Stahl
I let her lead the way to the living room where they’d pushed the couches back to make a dance floor. Remy had two chicks with him near the windows, laughing and shaking his ass like he could dance.
He couldn’t.
Me?
Oh yeah, I could. That’s why Callie dances with me. I dance good, fuck even better and play hockey the best.
Katy Perry blared through large speakers mounted on the walls as my hands ran over curves so sweet and tempting it was hard to remember there were people all around us. Not that it would ordinarily stop me but I was side tracked by this beauty in a red dress moving her ass against my dick.
She turned when everyone, including me began chanting the countdown. “Three… two… one.” My voice went lower as I leaned in. “Let me kiss you.”
“I want to go, I’m getting tired.” Callie drew back, her hair falling from her shoulder revealing her tempting skin. Ordinarily I would have kissed her, tried my luck as it stood but something about Christmas and what we did stopped me. Be a gentleman. I told myself.
“So sleep at my place.” She must have noticed the angle of my gaze.
“You know what that’s going to lead to.”
“So let it lead there.”
Everyone was screaming around us, celebrating the new year when her gaze finally landed on mine again, her hand reaching for mine.
When we got to my condo, Callie immediately went to my bed.
Maybe this wouldn’t be so hard. Kicking off my shoes next to her heels, I grabbed two beers from the fridge and followed her to my room that was bright with the cracks of the fireworks going off in downtown Chicago.
Her arms went over her head as she stretched out on my bed. My eyes immediately went to her tits in that dress. It was one that clung to her every curve leaving little to be desired. But those assets that were left unseen had my full attention. You’d have to be blind not to notice her nipples standing out. I was hard immediately. Callie’s tits are like a gift sent from heaven. Perfect size, not much more than handfuls and perky with pink nipples that taunt me.
“You have the most comfortable bed.” She whispered, watching the sky.
“That’s what they all say.” I teased knowing she would find humor in it. I’m not exactly the type of guy to flaunt who I’ve been with, nor do many make it back to my condo. It’s just not safe these days. I once had to call the cops to get one to leave. Since then, I’m very selective.
Callie noticed my attention to her chest and smiled. She never called me out but drew herself to a standing position and walked over to me leaving against the wall. “See something you like, Orting?”
Okay, well now she was calling me out.
“I haven’t been with anyone in a while.” Her hands roamed over my chest as I glanced down at her with a crooked smile.
“I’ll take care of you.” I winked, trying to let her know she was in good hands but the words hit me in a strange way, as though her saying that was her trusting me. Giving me this little piece of herself she’s been withholding from everyone.
She moved slowly, inching lower down my suit jacket with a smile and then lower and fisted my dress shirt in her hands giving it a tug. Once she had it untucked, her hands caressed my bare stomach. Every muscle contracted at her touch. I could feel myself harden immediately at the feel of her touching me this way.
“Don’t tease me.” My body lurched forward pinning her against the wall her tits pressed against my chest when she lifted up to lock her arms around my neck. Over my shoulder the fireworks caught her eyes. My hands moved over, caressing her curves until I made it to the zipper of her dress. I waited for her to look at me, wanting to know this was okay. Sure we’d had some drinks and were both drunk but I needed to know she was okay with this and wanted it.
My skin flushed now, my jaw rigid as I cupped her cheeks and angled her head so I could kiss her deeper and then dropped them to run over the zipper of her dress.
I also couldn’t waste time with Callie. You gotta take your opportunities where you can get them.
I had my hand between her thighs, it seemed my hands automatically went there. Beneath my touch I could feel her wet pussy soaking her panties. Fuck yeah. She wanted me. Tentatively and watching her reaction, I pushed a finger inside her and she moaned, her arms clinging to my neck.
I didn’t let her hold on for long before I gently raised my hands up and over her neck pushing back slightly so her head laid against the wall revealing her chest. Then I moved my hands over her shoulders to the straps of her dress. Slowly, one strap at a time, I removed them so the dress could be pushed down. No bra, Happy New Year to me.
Fuck yeah. Two perky tits were in my face now when I stood back up. I put my hands on her tits, Callie groaned as I pulled her nipple outward with my teeth, her hands threading in my hair. My breath came out in a violent growl. I wanted to fuck her right then.
My mouth distracted her. I’m good with my tongue, in hopes that she would let me continue this. The sensations only seemed to intensify for her when she tangled her hands in my hair. I scraped my teeth against the sensitive buds and then sucked hard on them wanting to savor every last moment of this.
When I moved my mouth from her, she had something to say about that.
“Hey, don’t stop.”
With a waver in my voice, one I almost didn’t even recognize, I spoke with a passion for this woman in my arms, wanting in that moment to tell her exactly how I felt but knowing if I did that it would be fight or flight with her. I couldn’t ruin it so I uttered the only other thing that came to mind, “Say please.”
She pulled back a little and looked me directly in the eye, all semblance of teasing gone now. “Now!”
My hands went to her panties before claiming her lips needing that tongue once more. Bunching the fabric between my fingers giving them a sudden rough tug tearing them from her hips.
Something in Callie changed and left no questions for me that she wanted this when I ripped her underwear off. Her hands were frantic as she pulled my half buttoned shirt off and then went to work on my pants when the shirt was at my feet.
She got my pants off and then left my boxers on. “Take those off. I have a surprise for you.”
She did as I said, watching me the entire time, oblivious to what I had ready for her. She stood, waiting, and I put both my hands on the wall behind her, palms flat.
I gave a nod south. “Now you should get down on your knees and suck it.”
I’m bossy in bed. She knows that and craves it. I can see it in her eyes right now and when I’m drunk, I’m damn near a porn star. Think epic levels of awesomeness.
What surprised me right then, was she got down on her knees.
She stroked my erection with the palm of her hand before pushing my boxers down over my knees and then wrapped her hand around the base when I stepped out of them.
“Fuck.” I grunted, one hand from the wall moved to cradle the back of her head.
Callie was gifted at sucking dick. When Mase had said Ami was, he’d obviously never gotten head from Callie Pratt because it was incomparable to anything else. It’s the shit men dream about with spit all over the place and dripping down your balls to her gagging because she’s not afraid to take it so deep she can’t breathe. I fucking love that.
Soon I had to stop her because it was everything I could do not to come already. I wanted this to last and I needed to be inside that wet pussy.
“Go lay on the bed.” I told her pulling her up.
She did, strutting over there giving me the first glimpse at her naked body I’ve had in nearly a year. Curvy, olive skin with hair cascading down the middle of her back, fucking beautiful.
After I stared for a moment, I crawled up my bed. With one hand on her hips to hold her in place, I used the other one to slap her other tit, not overly hard but enough, something she fucking loved. She cried out as I expected and wrapped her legs around my waist. I could just get on with it but I didn’t
know if this night was going to happen again. Had to take my time and get what I could. Extracting myself from her, I moved to straddle her stomach. With one hand on the head board and the other holding myself firmly against her tits, I slide between them. Callie stopped me for a moment, drew me deep in her mouth, all the way until her lips touched my balls and then pushed me back so I could slide with ease as she pushed her tits together for me cradling my dick.
There was no denying I was into it, pulling back and pushing forward until the head of my dick was hitting her chin and my balls were resting on her chest.
“You’re so dirty, baby.” I said watching with rapt attention as she let me fuck her tits. “Open your mouth.”
With glazed eyes, she did as I said as I couldn’t stop watching my dick slide against her lips spurring images of her giving me a blow job in my car after a game came to mind. Her sitting there with jizz leaking out of her mouth, swollen red lips, mascara smeared and sweaty hair wrapped around my tight grip.
So goddamn beautiful.
If anyone plagues my dreams, it’s been this girl right here.
I leaned my head against my headboard trying to control myself and not come all over her face right then. Between my memories and being with her again, knowing I’m getting off with her tonight, it’s all I can do to keep from blowing my load too soon. Moving down her body, I reached for the condom.
After I got the condom out of the drawer, I hovered over her looking down at her lust stricken gaze, doing everything I could to keep from just driving into her and fucking her like I wanted. “I have to fuck you, please.”
She nodded, her lips on me pulling me closer so our chests were touching, two hearts thumping wildly. I could tell then it’d been just as long for her since she last had someone with her like this. I loved that thought.
The moment I sunk into her, my hands fisted in the pillow beneath her head and then moved to wrap around her shoulders pulling her into my every thrust. She cried out in pleasure, me giving her exactly what she needed too.
Our skin slapped together echoing through my condo, our pace matching one another with my low uneven grunts and her soft moans.
“Oh God, Leo,” Her body arched into mine, her arms locking around my body, “fuck, just like that.”
“You like that?” I grunted sucking her bottom lip into my mouth with my teeth. Seeing her so turned on by this wasn’t easy. One, because it was hard not to come, and two, the way she was falling apart with me inside of her was fucking breathtaking.
Raising up on my hands, it wasn’t easy but I had to watch this and wanting her to see what she did to me, what she left me with, what she made me feel. A man begging for her touch.
As I rocked in and out of her, my hand moved between us. Her pussy was soaking wet, an intoxicating scent that my body craved.
“That’s right, fuck me…” she breathed.
I groaned in response, unable to speak. The vulgarity behind her words turned me on even more as I fucked her harder, giving her what she needed from me. Her eyes squeezed shut, her body shaking beneath mine, sweat covered and sticking to me. My orgasm was threatening to erupt, the familiar vibrations starting to build but I held back until she came.
Which wasn’t long. I’m good with my hands. With my forefinger and thumb circling her clit, I knew about the time she came undone. It was when her teeth sunk into my forearm beside her head and her body curved into mine again, her legs wrapping tightly around me with her heels pushing against my ass to make me fuck her hard.
I couldn’t stop it now. No fucking way. I was done.
“Fuck… ” I cried out as my body stiffened above her. Gripping the sheets with white knuckles, my dick pulsed inside of her. The most intense, incredible orgasm I’d felt in a long fucking time shook through my entire body in waves, never seeming to end until I was light headed. My head spun as I struggled to catch my breath. Callie sighed, smiling up at me.
Collapsing against her chest, her hands moved over my back slowly, almost comforting. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest. Turning my head, her legs fell away from being wrapped around me as I kissed her neck feeling her pulse pound. “Fuckin’ Christ, Callie.” I panted. “You’re gonna kill me.”
Without looking, I tossed the condom in the trash can next to my bed and then moved to wrap my arms around her, refusing to let her move.
Callie laughed and moved to straddle me, her palms resting on my chest. My hands went to her hip wondering where this was going. “What do you say we try for a hat trick?”
“Read my fucking mind.” I said, reaching for another condom.
I must have fallen asleep immediately after that third time but I knew she stayed there wrapped around me. I felt her warmth beside me.
I had absolutely no idea how to make a relationship work. Never had one before. Ever. I had no idea how to even go about it. What I did know was that I wanted something from her though.
In the morning when the light of the day bathed my bedroom in a soft white glow, I looked over, my chest pounded as I expected to see her there and what I would say to her.
Only I was met with empty sheets.
She was gone again.
Thank you to my family, you’re always there for me and I appreciate that so very much.
To my good friends, Janet, Marissa, Michelle, Elaine, Barb, Megan, Erin, Kelly, Shanna, Ashley, KC, Tracy, thank you. There is so many more I need to thank but I could literally fill this book with them. You’re always there if I need to talk, vent, scream, cry, whatever. You’re there and I appreciate that.
Thank you to the Beta readers on this one, Barb, Heather, Janet, Marisa, Cassandra, Brooke and Ashley. I really appreciate all your honesty and helping me clean up that first chapter and suggesting the sex be hotter!
Gearheads and Shit Show, I appreciate everything you do for me.
Thanks to the blogs who support me! I can’t do any of this without you.
Love,
Shey
Shey Stahl is a USA Today Best Selling Author, a wife, mother, daughter and friend to many. When she’s not writing, she’s spending time with her family in the Pacific Northwest where she was born and raised around a dirt track. Visit her website for additional information and keep up to date on new releases: www.sheystahl.com
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Trading Paint
The Champion
The Legend
Hot Laps
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Open Wheel – Spring 2015
Hall of Fame – Spring 2015
Behind the Wheel – Summer 2015
Crossing the Line
Delayed Penalty
Delayed Offsides – December 2014
Roughing – No release date
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Wrapped in You – Winter 2015
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All We Need – Spring/Summer 2015
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The Trainer
The Fighter – Winter 2015
Stand Alones:
Everything Changes – Re-released Spring 2015
A Summer to Remember – Summer 2015
Curfew – Summer 2015