Vegas Knights

by Maddix, Marina

  He chuckled. "It's not big but it's always been my favorite spot. You'll see why in the morning."

  Her interest piqued, Kelly tried to peer outside the window. There was nothing but black. And then Rick's lips were on her neck and the room disappeared.

  "Mmmm, I've been dying to do this all evening." His lips and teeth lightly nibbled their way up her neck to the sensitive spot just below her earlobe. Kelly's nipples tightened as his hot breath tickled her ear. When he sucked her lobe into his mouth, a small moan escaped her lips and her ass instinctively ground into him. She reached her arms over her head to clutch at his hair, his shoulders. How did he know that spot was her weakness?

  His hands raked up her soft curves to her breasts, gently cupping them as he skimmed his tongue along the outside of her ear, all the while letting his hot breath send bolts of fire through her body. Kelly was overwhelmed with sensation. When his thumbs brushed across her aching berries, she thought her mind would explode. Her breath sucked in through clenched teeth and came out as another moan, this one from deeper within her. All the while, his thick cock was slowly rubbing against her ass, taunting her.

  She couldn't stand the teasing any longer. Spinning within the circle of his arms, Kelly grabbed two handfuls of his hair and pulled him into a frantic, needful kiss. Rick responded by running his hands down to her round ass and pulling her into him.

  Pure desire had taken over. Their groans were lost in the warm cedar paneling of the tiny room. Kelly had never been with such a gorgeous man before, and part of her wondered if this was some kind of cruel, elaborate joke, but his desire for her was most definitely not fake. He wanted her and that was all that mattered in this moment.

  Rick bunched up the material of Kelly's skirt until his hands were on her bare cheeks, kneading, caressing, probing. Kelly twined one leg around his so she could press herself more tightly against his heat, arms pulling him tight against her.

  His hands moved up to her waist and fumbled with the closure for the skirt. He broke their kiss to see what kind of modern trickery kept the damn thing on. Kelly grunted in frustration at the departure of his luscious lips, and tore at the button-zipper combo that was distracting him. Not wanting anything else to get in the way of their bodies touching, she took the lead and ripped off her top and threw it across the little room, where it landed on the chair.

  But instead of removing the distractions that were keeping his lips from hers, she'd created a whole new one. Rick stepped back from her, holding his hands on her waist as she tried to move into him. "God, you're sexy," he breathed hoarsely. "I just need to look at you for a second."

  Standing there in the glare of the overhead light made Kelly more self-conscious than she'd ever felt. What exactly did he see? When she looked in the mirror, she saw a big girl and all the things that come with that: big tits, a little too much softness along the middle, thighs that rubbed together. Nothing to get all hot and bothered over.

  But Rick was staring at her like a starving man looking at a select cut of prime rib. His fevered gaze raked her up and down, stopping occasionally to get a better look at different parts. He was looking at her like he'd never seen a more beautiful woman in his life, which made Kelly blush from head to toe. This man had undoubtedly seen far more gorgeous women, but God love him for at least faking it well enough.

  Just as she was about to move her hands to cover herself, Rick reached for her, cupping her face in both hands as he delivered a perfect gentle kiss. Their mouths and tongues never lost contact as he picked her up in his arms and gently laid her on the bed's handmade quilt. Little knots of yarn rubbed against her sensitive skin. As she scooted sideways to make room for Rick, the knots scratched across her back and behind in the most exquisite manner.

  He took a moment to strip off his bottoms, revealing a lower half that equaled the beauty of his upper half. "Wait," Kelly instructed as he moved to lie down next to her. At his questioning look, she smirked at him. "Turn-about's fair play."

  She had to admire him for being such a good sport. Not only did he stand back up so she could have a better view, but he started a slow little pirouette so she could check out all of the goods.

  Though she'd felt every inch of his cock inside her earlier in the day, this was her first time getting a good look at it, and she was a little shocked that she'd been able to accommodate it. He was thick and long and perfect. Her mouth watered at the thought of wrapping her lips around it.

  As he turned, she nearly gasped at the tight buns that greeted her. He should be a model, she thought as he finished his turn.

  A sudden urge washed over her. "Don't move," she commanded. Moving to her hands and knees, she crawled across the big bed, still highly aware of the enjoyable discomfort of the yarny nubs of the quilt. She knew Rick was watching as her breasts swayed under her and the way her ass jiggled as she moved, and she had the proof right in front of her face that he was thoroughly enjoying the sight.

  She glanced up into his face and saw that his eyes had glazed a bit in anticipation of what she was about to do. She smiled wickedly and flicked her tongue at the tip. A sigh fell from his lips and he closed his eyes. His head titled back for a moment, then snapped back down so he could watch.

  Kelly spun her legs under her and sat on the edge of the bed, which was low enough for her to have full access to what Rick had to offer. Lubricating her hand with the excess saliva that was threatening to turn into drool, she gently gripped his shaft. A moan from above. He pulsed in her hand as she slowly alternated between stroking and flicking her tongue along its length. A hand moved to her head, fingers twining in her hair, but not forcing or directing. Just holding on.

  Abruptly, she popped the entire head in her mouth and applied a little suction as she pulled it out. Pop!

  Rick jumped a little. "Aaaah..."

  She sat up and circled each nipple with the purple head, pre-cum pearling at the tip, creating a slick trail around her areolas. Her clit throbbed in time with his cock.

  Kelly's throat yearned for Rick, she couldn't wait any longer. Her lips stretched around his girth, feeling every bump and ridge. She moved him deeper inside her with each head bob, her hand stroking the lower part she couldn't reach with her mouth, a seemingly unstoppable flow of saliva dripping onto her knees.

  His hand involuntarily clutched harder into her hair as she slid up and down his length. She could tell he was having a hard time containing himself, that he was on the precipice. Loving that she was causing him to lose control, she picked up her pace and moved her other hand to cup his balls.

  At that, his other hand moved to her head and she could tell from his breathing that he was close. He grew more turgid in her mouth, she could taste him on her tongue. But at the critical moment, he pulled out of her, his breathing labored.

  "Not yet," he rasped.

  He kneeled down in front of Kelly and brushed a few loose strands away from her face. Then he leaned in to lick the outline of her lips, flicking along as she had done to him only moments before. She closed her eyes and reveled in the feel of his hands roaming her body.

  "God, you're so soft." He moved down her neck, nibbling at her shoulder, laving her collar bone. His hands were full with her tingling breasts and he brought one up to meet his mouth. He brushed kisses all the way around it, licking and nipping lightly, but never on its most sensitive spot.

  Kelly groaned with pleasure at his teasing. His other hand hefted its load and he switched between the two, pressing them together and sliding his tongue along the deep crevice. "Mmmm," he moaned into them.

  Finally, his tongue slicked its way to a rock-hard pebble, circling it, following the path his cock had made. She knew he was going to take it in his mouth but when he finally did, she gasped and arched into him, pressing her deeper into him. He pulled back, lapping circles around her nipple, giving the tip a small but effective suckle.

  Jolts of electricity zapped through Kelly, a direct path from her breasts to her clitoris. If
he does this for much longer, I'm a goner.

  As her toes curled and pressure built inside of her, Rick pulled away from her with a pop! just like she'd done. A sinful smile played at his lips as he pushed her shoulders down so she was lying half on, half off the bed. He ran a hand down her chest, between her breasts, traveling along her tummy, and coming to a rest on her damp mound.

  "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, Kelly?" His voice was thick. His hands continued to caress her body, full long strokes along her sides, her stomach, her legs and arms. Sometimes he'd plant a kiss in a tender spot — the crook of her elbow, right above a pelvic bone, the inside of her thigh — but mostly he just gazed at her smooth flesh, admiring it, caressing it.

  Kelly tried to keep her hands on his but they were moving too fast, too much. She finally threw her arms above her head and allowed him to touch her. Currents of pleasure cascaded through her, over her. When he pushed her thighs apart and his hands ran up them slowly to her center, she sighed.

  Hot kisses followed his hands and soon his lips were on her. Small kisses at first all around, his tongue occasionally dipping into her folds. Then one long lick from bottom to top had Kelly pushing her hips into him. The groans that had escaped Rick were now coming from her.

  With her eyes closed tight and head tilted off to the side in pleasure, she had no idea what exactly he was doing to her, she just knew she didn't want him to stop. Fingers probed and slicked in and around, up and down, as his tongue flicked at her engorged clit. A grunt of surprise and pleasure exploded from her when he'd suddenly suck as much of her as he could into her mouth. The pressure in her lower abdomen was growing and pulsing, searching for release.

  When a finger wet with her juices circled her tight pucker, putting pressure on it, Kelly climbed the final steps to reach the peak of her pleasure. Her interior muscles clenched and her body arched. She was only dimly aware that she was crying out Rick's name as her mind went red, then black, then blank, the waves of her orgasm threatening to drown her.

  As the contractions eased and she came back into herself, she realized that Rick was slowly, gently lapping up every drop of her. Normally she was so sensitive after she came that she couldn't be touched again, but Rick seemed to know this instinctively and was licking her in a way that was comforting and tolerable...and, she was surprised to find, quite pleasurable.

  Her heartbeat had slowed some, but his constant lapping was starting to have an effect. Kelly lay motionless, partially exhausted from the mind-blowing orgasm, partially curious to see if Rick could do what no other man had ever been able to: give her multiple orgasms.

  He seemed to be of the same mind, as he gave no indication that he was going to stop anytime soon. Her ultra-sensitivity slowly eased away and his pressure increased. He started using his fingers again, which almost sent her over the edge, but not quite. Slow probing at first, then as the speed of his flicking increased, a finger dipped inside her. She clenched her walls around it when it began stroking her g-spot.

  The pressure that had just been released began to build again, this time more quickly but in a more diffuse way. Kelly bucked into Rick's face as a second finger joined the first. "Uuuungh," she moaned.

  Her moan was repeated by Rick, and the vibration of his voice shot straight into her, causing her to buck harder. And still the fingers continued their onslaught inside of her. With a shout that would have wakened the neighbors if there'd been any, Kelly came undone in Rick's mouth for the second time.

  As Kelly melted into the bedspread, Rick straighten from his hunched-over position and moved between her trembling thighs. She wanted to raise herself up to kiss him, touch him, but she couldn't move. She was jelly.

  Rick touched the head of his cock to her overworked nub, making Kelly jump a little. He stroked the tip around her slick folds before pressing it against her damp opening. Kelly wanted him inside of her, needed it, but he kept the pressure without entering her. She started whimpering in frustration but still she didn't have the energy to move.

  The pressure increased until the head was just inside of her, then he pulled back. Then forward, then back, barely entering her each time before taking it all away. Eventually the teasing worked up enough frustrated energy in Kelly that, on the next instroke, she pushed into him, hard.

  "Shit," Rick growled, "you feel so good."

  "Then what are you waiting for? Fuck me, Rick. Fuck me."

  The words had the effect she'd hoped, and he plunged into her her. They both cried out at the sensation, and their bodies moved in unison as Rick collapsed on top of her and continued pumping hard. Kelly wrapped her legs around him, digging her heels into his tight ass to allow him deeper access.

  Their mouths locked onto each other as their hands roved across their bodies. Tasting her own juices on his lips drove her wild. He would alternate his rhythm, sometimes moving in and out of her at full speed, sometimes slowing to a crawl so they could catch their breath.

  Kelly was nearing orgasm again. As Rick pounded into her, she could feel herself tensing. When his fingers started rolling and gently tugging on a nipple, she slipped over the edge and was falling, his name on her lips.

  Her muscles clamped down onto his shaft, and he could no longer contain himself. He drove hard into her, deeper than she thought possible, and released with a shout.

  As the waves of pleasure subsided, he nuzzled into her hair, breathing hard. "God, you're amazing."

  Kelly gave a shaky laugh. "Me? What about you? I've never had more than one orgasm in a lovemaking session before."

  He leaned up so he could look at her, holding her head in his arm like a treasure. "I guess you bring it out in me, beautiful."

  Kelly wanted to laugh it off, or turn away out of shyness, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from his gaze. He looked at her for a long moment, then leaned in to give her a sweet kiss.

  Not for the first time since meeting Rick, Kelly felt a connection between them that seemed deeper than just carnal attraction. But those kinds of thoughts and feelings were dangerous when you were at the beginning of a short fling. Still, she was powerless to stop them.

  He rolled off and helped her under the covers. Exhausted, they lay in each others' arms, drifting off to sleep. As she was diving into slumber, she could have sworn she heard a voice murmur, "Amazing..." and then she was gone.

  Chapter Four

  Kelly stepped out of the scrungy motel's scrungier shower and recalled the peace she felt the next morning waking up snuggled in Rick's arms. As the thin towel roughed its way down her body, she was reminded of the rough knots on the quilt in the tiny room. She'd woken up twirling one in her fingers.

  She could still smell the cedar paneling of the room mixed with Rick's masculine scent. It was a combination she could breathe every day for the rest of her life and never tire of it.

  She'd woken up on her side with him spooning her from behind. Warm and content, she thought how nice it would be to just stay here all day, making love and enjoying each other. But she also knew Rick had urgent business in Las Vegas, so that little daydream was just that.

  She didn't want to disturb him but she couldn't resist wriggling a little deeper into his body. Any big movements would surely wake him, so she closed her eyes and fiddled with the little woolen knot to work out her excess energy. It didn't take long for her to realize that Rick was awake — the proof was pressing into her behind, and growing ever larger.

  "Good morning, gorgeous." His sleepy voice made Kelly smile. She half-turned her upper body to give him a peck on the lips, and then snuggled even deeper into him, rubbing against his erection playfully.

  "It could be," she answered.

  Rick growled from deep within his chest and clutched his arms around her, burying his nose into her hair and breathing her in.

  "Boy, you don't waste time, do you?"

  "Well, if I'm not mistaken, we've got some miles to cover before we get to Vegas so I thought..." Kelly trailed off suggestivel
y, but Rick didn't respond, or at least not the way she'd hoped. Instead of taking her cue and ravishing her, he gave her a squeeze, rolled away from her and then sighed heavily.

  She flipped to her other side so she could see his face. He lay on his back, sprawled across the bed, his eyes closed. She settled into the crook of his arm and played with his sparse chest hair. "What did I say?"

  He shook his head. "Nothing. It's not you, Kell. I'd just rather stay here in this room with you for the next couple of weeks than spend a moment in Vegas."

  Kelly heard tension, and possibly anger, creep into his voice. Whatever he has to deal with there must not be pleasant. "I was thinking the same thing. So why don't we?"

  He looked down into her hopeful face, then wrapped his arm around her shoulder and hugged her to him. "Tempting, but I can't."

  He pushed himself up so he was leaning back against the log headboard, pillows fluffed behind him. She sat up with him, pulling the sheet up to cover herself. She felt self-conscious this morning, as if he might realize what a mistake he'd made if he saw her in daylight. She knew he noticed her movement but thankfully he said nothing.

  Again tucked into his chest with his arm draped across her shoulder, Kelly whispered, "I understand."

  Rick tipped her chin up and devoured her face with his eyes. He sat there just looking at her face, but not saying a word. "What?" she asked.

  "Just as beautiful this morning."

  Kelly's breath hitched in her chest. Rick lowered his head and let his lips graze hers before settling into a soft kiss. He pulled back a fraction of an inch, his forehead resting on hers. "Kelly..." he breathed.

  "Hmmmm?" She was floating in his embrace.

  Clearing his throat, Rick sat back and faced the window. "Take a look," he said, nodding at the window.

  It took a second for Kelly to register that the moment they'd been sharing was over. He'd switched gears for some reason. She dragged her gaze away from his face to the bright rectangle across from her.