“Would you like to come in for some coffee? You have to be freezing. I know you would have put on the jacket if it wasn’t for me,” she said.
“Yeah, that would be good. Coffee is good.”
Savanna nodded then walked up to her apartment and unlocked the door. Inside, it was nice and warm. The living room had a couch and two armchairs all done in warm earth tones. A TV sat in a small oak cabinet, and a stereo system filled the rest of the space in the cabinet.
“Make yourself at home while I start the coffee.” She disappeared around the corner.
“Nice place. Looks comfortable.”
“Thanks, I like it. I want to own a house one day, but until then, this place is perfect,” she called from the other room.
Dustin followed her voice and found her pouring water into the coffeemaker. When she replaced the carafe in the coffeepot, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and nudged her hair aside to reach her ear. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and nipped at it with his teeth. She shivered in his arms. He placed openmouthed kisses down her neck and then bit lightly at her shoulder before switching sides. She moaned, and he knew she was ready for more. He rubbed his hard cock along the crack of her ass as his hands found her breasts. He squeezed them, getting the feel of them, their size and weight. Then he pinched her nipples until she pushed her ass back against his cock. Damn, she was hot.
He brushed aside her hair on one side and nipped and licked his way from her ear around to her jaw and then down her neck. She moaned and arched against him. He ran one hand down inside her blouse and inside the cup of her bra. Her nipple was stiff with pleasure, just waiting for his mouth to play with it. He wanted to play.
“Bedroom.”
“Down the hall to the left.”
He turned her around to face him then bent over and kissed her hard and quick. While she was recovering from the kiss, he bent down and picked her up over his shoulder. Her ass was in the perfect place for him to swat as he walked down the hall and turned left into her bedroom.
It wasn’t a frilly, girly room. Instead, it was done in different shades of green. Warm wooden floors were complimented by a gentle swath of drapes over the windows and a forest green comforter on the king-size bed. The walls were painted a soft pastel color. He walked across the room and dropped her on the bed where she bounced once before laughing.
“I’ve never been thrown on a bed before,” she said.
“I can do it again if you like.”
“No! No need. Once was plenty.”
Dustin smiled and pulled her to a sitting position. “I think the blouse has to go. It’s in my way.”
First one button, then two, and then the rest were unfastened. He slid the blouse off first one shoulder and then the other. Then he draped it over the foot of the bed. He bent down and kissed her neck and down to where her nipples poked at the bra. He nipped each one through the cloth. Her moan spurred him on. He sucked each one through the material until she grabbed his hair and pulled him tighter against her.
“Whoa, let’s get this thing off, too.” He reached around and unfastened the bra with little effort. Then he slipped it off her shoulder and dropped it on top of the blouse at the end of the bed.
Her breasts were beautiful. They were a little more than a handful and firm in his hands. The nipples were a dusky rose color and hard as pebbles. He ran his tongue over first one, then the other until she writhed beneath him. He nipped and sucked until she begged.
“Please.”
“Please what?”
“Do something. Anything,” she gasped.
Dustin smiled and mounded her breasts as he placed soft kisses down her chest, between her breasts, and to her abdomen. Her skin tasted of salt. He plucked at her nipples until they stood straight up and then sucked them into his mouth. She hollered out loud. While he held one breast up for his mouth to suck and nip at, his other hand made quick work of the snap and zipper of her jeans. As soon as they were unfastened, he slid his hand inside them and found her mound newly waxed. It was his turn to groan now. He loved a waxed pussy.
His hand cupped the smooth flesh. He ran one finger between her folds and found her dripping wet. When he pulled it out of her pants, her scent reached his nose. Dustin licked his finger and groaned at the taste of her, sweet and salty, his favorite flavors. He let go of her breast and stood between her legs. Grasping the waistband of her jeans, he slowly pulled them down her legs after stopping to remove her shoes. Dustin smiled up at her from where he crouched on the floor. Her lace panties were baby blue just as her bra had been. They mimicked the color of her eyes almost perfectly.
He ran a finger around the waistband of the lacey undergarment then he grasped it and yanked them down her legs until it hung off of one foot. He ignored it and gazed at her shaved mound. Her juices glistened on the smooth lips. He could smell the nectar and couldn’t wait to taste her.
“Put your hands over your head, and don’t let them down for any reason.” Dustin watched as she complied.
He knelt on the floor and spread her legs wide with his hands and then his shoulders. His first touch was a feather-soft kiss on the fleshy mound. His second touch was with his tongue. He drew it from bottom to top, eliciting a squeal from Savanna. He smiled and did it again until she alternated between squirming away from him and pushing her pussy into his face. He spread her lips with one hand and wrapped his arm around one leg until that hand could hold her lips wide for his assault. He slicked and sucked until she screamed for mercy. He gave none.
When the first tremors of her orgasm began to build, Dustin sucked her clit between his teeth and teased it with his tongue at the same time he impaled her with two fingers. She screamed and bucked against him as she came. He lapped up every drop of juice and eased her down until the last ripples were gone.
“Oh, God!” She wheezed. “That was incredible.”
“I’ve just started. Don’t give out on me yet.” He laughed when she rolled her eyes.
“My turn then.”
* * * *
Dustin smiled and stood up. Savanna sat up and pulled him closer to her by using her legs wrapped around his. He didn’t resist at all. She unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. Then she stood so she could lick across his chest. She circled first one nipple, and then the other, with her tongue. She teased each of them with the tip of her tongue until they stood at attention. Then she nipped at them. He moaned and started to push her away, but she only slapped at his hands and glared at him.
“Keep your hands still.” Savanna licked her way down his happy trail until she met the waistband of his jeans.
Now she licked around the top. Instead of unzipping them, she ran her nails up and down the outline of his thick cock. He bucked against her, and she laughed. First the button and then the zipper. Once she had the jeans undone, she pushed him to sit back and then lie back on the bed. His legs hung off the side of the bed. She pushed the jeans down his legs but had to stop at his boots. They had to come off first.
“Damn.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Boots. Hold on.” She grabbed one by the heel and pulled. When it came off, she ended up on her ass in the middle of the floor.
Dustin laughed but sobered up when she scowled at him.
She managed to get the other boot off without disgracing herself this time. Next came the jeans. He wore black briefs. His engorged cock head peeked out of the leg just asking to be licked. She bent over and ran her tongue over the head, and it jerked further out of the briefs. Savanna scraped over his balls with her nails. She felt them draw up as she did. This was going to be so much fun. She drew the briefs down his legs and left them around his ankles.
“I’m going to suck you until you can’t hold back.” She watched the way his eyes darkened and his lids lowered.
She fit between his legs and grasped him at the base of his thick cock. She licked just the crown and then around the edges. When she let her tongue gl
ide along the slit, he groaned and bucked. She smiled and licked around the edge of the mushroom head. When he settled down after that, she swallowed him all the way down until he hit the back of her throat. She couldn’t take any more, but she swallowed, and the contractions of her throat had him jerking. She had to pull back to keep from gagging.
Dustin growled low in his throat as she sucked his member in and out of her mouth. She pumped him with her hand and squeezed his balls in time with the thrusts of her mouth. When she scratched her nails along the skin just behind his balls, he nearly lost it.
“Enough. God, that’s enough, or I’m gonna come.”
“That’s the idea,” she said.
He sat up and rolled her over beneath him. “Not yet I’m not. I want inside you first.”
Savanna smiled. She loved that she had him all hot and ready to erupt. He crouched over her and took her mouth in a searing kiss. She sparred with him with her tongue, and when he suddenly pulled back and cursed, she thought she’d bitten his lip too hard.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“No, I just forgot to get a condom. I never forget to suit up.”
“Oh.” Thank goodness he’d remembered. She sure as hell hadn’t.
When he came back to the bed, he was covered and ready. She expected the same old missionary position after all the fun and games, but he climbed up on the bed and lay on his back. He curled his hands in a come on gesture, and she realized he wanted her to mount him. Yeehaw! The bed creaked when she all but jumped on it. She crawled up his body and lowered hers over him. When the tip of him began sliding inside her, she breathed out a sigh of relief. Finally. He pushed upward, and he sank a little deeper. He was thick and long, and it would be a tight fit. She hadn’t been with a guy in nearly six months.
She eased down further and knew a moment of panic when he bucked beneath her. Was he too big? Surely not. She swallowed hard and sat all the way down on him as he pushed up. She groaned aloud at the fullness. He filled her up and then some. She couldn’t help wiggling and heard Dustin groan this time. When he caught her breasts in his hands and pinched the nipples, she laughed and began moving up and down on him. She started out slow and took long strokes. In this position, his cock hit her G-spot almost every stroke. It didn’t take long before she was nearly wild with passion. She undulated on him, and he matched her stroke for stroke. When she felt the first ripples of release flow over her, Savanna grabbed Dustin’s hands where they held her nipples and forced them to pinch harder. He took the hint.
She came with a vengeance as he bucked beneath her. When she finished and all but melted on top of him, he rolled them over and pulled her to the edge of the bed so that her hips rested on the edge. He pushed her legs up against her chest and pounded into her over and over until she felt another orgasm begin to take shape. She’d never had three orgasms at one time before. This time, she screamed her release and prayed the neighbors wouldn’t call the cops. Savanna felt it as he came. He hollered and pulsed inside her one last time before he collapsed on top of her.
She sighed and hoped he would move before she suffocated. He seemed to realize he was crushing her and pulled her up on the bed and curled around her.
“Let me catch my breath, and then I’ll get rid of the condom.”
“Take your time. I can’t breathe either.”
That had been the best sexual experience she had ever had. Literally. The best. He was damn good in bed. When he got up and disappeared into her bathroom, Savanna pulled back the covers and climbed into bed. With the sweat and the cooler air, she was beginning to shiver.
It could be reaction to some of the best sex of your life, she thought to herself.
Dustin came back in the room and climbed up in the bed with her. He spooned her from behind and draped one arm over her. It had been a long time since she had slept with a man. Not just the sex part, but the sleeping part. She missed it, the intimacy of it. She wondered if he snored, and if so, how loud? Would he share or hog the covers? Most of all, would she sleep or lie awake, enjoying the afterglow?
Sometime during the night, she dozed off, only to awaken later to a mouth on her nipple and a hand between her legs. She smiled without opening her eyes and spread her legs wider.
* * * *
The next morning, she awoke to find he was gone. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Hurt that he hadn’t bothered to say good-bye? Relieved that there had been no messy morning-after crap? She glanced at the clock and moaned. It was nearly noon. She needed to call Karen and see how things were there. Savanna rolled out of the bed and groaned at the new aches and pains that hadn’t been there when she woke up Saturday morning. Grinning like an idiot, she padded into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Flashbacks of the night before drew moans from her and mini orgasms sparked inside her at just the thought of his cock inside of her. Damn, she could live off this for weeks. Adjusting the water, she stepped inside the shower and bathed. As soon as she dried off and dressed, she walked into the kitchen to find a note by the coffeepot.
I cleaned the coffeepot since we didn’t use it last night. Dustin
No “I had a great time” or “Let’s do it again sometime” note. Just “I cleaned your coffeepot”. Savanna shrugged and turned it on. She needed a cup before she faced Karen. She dreaded hearing that she and Ben had fought. They were heading for a big fight that might mean the end of their relationship, and Savanna really didn’t want that to happen. They were so good together.
Nearly an hour later, Savanna knew she couldn’t put it off any longer. She needed to call. She picked up the phone and dialed. It rang three times before Ben answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Ben. Is Karen awake yet?”
“Uh, she’s not here.” Ben sounded tired.
“Not there? Where is she?” Savanna asked. She had a bad feeling about this.
“She went in to work this morning. Said she had a lot she needed to get done before in the morning.” Ben’s voice sounded a little bit piqued.
“You guys had a fight, didn’t you?”
“You could say that,” he said.
“I’ll go talk to her.”
“I wish you would. I don’t know what is going on with her anymore.” His harried voice caused Savanna to wince.
“I’ll talk to you later, Ben.” She hung up and ran a hand through her hair.
“Oh, Karen, what’s going on?”
Savanna grabbed her purse and her keys off the couch and locked the door behind her. All during the short trip to where Karen worked, Savanna went over scenarios in her head of what could be going on and what she could say to her best friend to figure it all out. If things were over between her and Ben, then fine, but put an end to it and go on. Don’t just keep dragging it all out.
She parked her car in the garage of the building where Karen worked and took the elevator up to the third floor. She didn’t bother knocking on Karen’s door. She just walked in and found her friend locked in a rather heated kiss with her boss.
“Karen?”
Karen squealed and pulled away from Martin Sherman.
“What are you doing in here? This is a private office.” Martin Sherman adjusted his shirt.
“Karen, honey. We need to talk.”
“I…it isn’t…Ah, hell.” Karen burst into tears and covered her face.
“Karen, it’s all right. She shouldn’t have been in here at all. I’ll take care of her.” Martin took a step toward Savanna, and Karen jumped between them.
“I’m fine. Go home, Martin. I need to talk to Savanna, and you need to spend more time with your wife.”
“I’m not leaving you here upset with her. She’s just going to tell you to stop seeing me,” Martin said.
“She would be right, too. I am going to stop seeing you, Martin. You’re married, and I should never have started in the first place.” Karen managed to sound resolved despite the tears.
“
You can’t mean that.”
“Yes, I do. I came here this morning to tell you that. You just didn’t give me a chance to.”
“I’m not giving up on us, Karen,” Martin said.
“You’re going to have to, or I’m going to have to quit, or at least transfer somewhere else in the company.”
Savanna remained quiet, letting Karen talk. She needed to be the one that made the decision. If Savanna talked her into breaking it off, there would always be that between them. No, Karen had to make the decision. Instead, she watched and waited. If Martin gave her any trouble, she would be ready to help her friend.
“I don’t want you to quit. You’re the best assistant I’ve ever had.”
“Then accept the fact that we aren’t doing this and you need to work things out with your wife or divorce her.” Karen sounded tired now.
“Karen, honey,” he began.
“Martin, get out of my office and go home. I need some space now.”
Martin ran a hand through his hair and then turned on his heel and walked out the door. He didn’t slam the door, but he didn’t close it quietly either.
“I guess you’re pissed at me,” Karen said.
“More like I’m puzzled about what in the hell is going on with you lately.”
Karen sighed and walked around her desk to sink wearily into her chair. She rested her elbows on the desk, buried her face in her hands, and cried. Great wracking shudders flowed over her body, and Savanna hurt for her friend. She walked over, put her arms around Karen, and just held her as she cried. Minutes later, the sobs quieted to sniffles. Karen grabbed a handful of tissue and blew her nose and wiped her face.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do, Savanna,” she began. “I think I’m in love with Ben.”
Savanna blinked long and slow. “What did you say?”
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