by S. A. Mecham
“The Neon is mine.” I gulp trying my hardest to act cool. I don’t want him to think that I’m a slut but I don’t want him to know I’ve never had a one-night-stand either. He pecks the tip of my nose before letting me go. Shit, he is fucking cute and so gentle. He takes me by my hand leading me over to my car. I pull my keys from my pants pocket handing them to him.
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We enter my apartment me first but he is right on my trail pawing at me with his huge hands. He closes the door with his foot before removing his suit jacket tossing it onto my sofa without looking. I turn to face him as he pulls me in close kissing me deeply. I sigh while kissing him back. I feel him pushing me further into my apartment like he is leading me to my bedroom. I pull back from him. I notice the look on his face like someone just yanked a juicy piece of meat from his mouth.
“What’s wrong Ava? Come back…” He asks while pulling on my arm. I giggle at how cute he looks. I love that he wants me so badly. The feeling is mutual but I need to go to the bathroom and check myself. I don’t feel comfortable. I pull completely away which he doesn’t resist.
“I’ll be right back. Make yourself at home, Luck.” I assure him while walking backwards towards my bathroom. I point over to the kitchen. “Help yourself to something to drink or something to eat; whatever you want. I will be right back shortly. I promise.” I add. He just stands there smiling at me as I close the door to the bathroom.
I start jumping up and down in place like I just won a prize or something. “Yes…who’s the baddest boss lady around?” I ask aloud to myself. Then I check myself in the mirror. “Holy fuck! This is what I look like? Shit!” I start taking off my shirt hoping that I will look more attractive without the boring shirt. I push my boobs up from underneath my camisole increasing my cleavage. “Should I remove my jeans too? No way…right?” I stand there debating with myself with my fingers on my pant zipper.
“Hey, Ava are you alright in there?” Luck calls from outside my bathroom. His voice pulls me back into the moment causing me to push my jeans down and off. “I am just fine. I will be right there.” I turn towards the mirror before taking my hair down. My black hair drapes down my back. “Shit…I guess I am going to do this. I want to do this. I really want to do this!” I say to my reflection in the mirror with each sentence my face changes.
As I walk out of the bathroom I see Luck standing in my kitchen holding the tequila bottle from earlier. He has cut up some lemons and there are two shot glasses on the counter as well. I join him in the kitchen. He wraps his thick muscular arms around my body. I pretend that he isn’t triggering me with everything he does.
“You want a shot of tequila Ava?” He asks. I nod. He pulls away to pour us both a glass before stopping to say, “I suddenly feel overdressed.” He smiles as he pulls his shirt off. But he doesn’t just yank it off. No, he slowly pulls it up, exposing his rippling abs, tight pecs, and solid shoulders before pulling it over his head. I notice that even his perfect blonde hair shines under the ugly fluorescent lighting in my kitchen. I manage to content my urge to jump on him once his shirt hits my counter top. He unfastens his belt allowing his trousers to drop to the floor. I don’t know why I was expecting some flaw when I hadn’t seen one yet and his legs are no expectation. Was he an athlete or something like that? Maybe that’s how he got his money. I spot his left arm which is covered in tattoos. There are so many I would need to study them up close to see them all. And boy do I want to. I want to get very up close and personal with Luck. He is standing there in nothing but black boxer-briefs sporting a smile. I grab the shot glass and lift it to drink. He puts his hand on my arm stopping me. I grow confused a bit but I play along. “Let’s do this the correct way.” He leers before picking up my salt shaker in one hand and a lemon wedge in the other. “Open your mouth, Ava.” He orders. I open my mouth allowing him to place the lemon wedge inside. I bit down on it holding it in place. “Good girl.” He says. Fuck…this game is hot and the way he’s playing with me is super exciting. My heart picks up pace as he leans down with his eyes locked on mine. He puts his tongue on my collarbone before slowly licking across it for what feels like a full minute. “Fuck, you taste good.” He says as he straightens up grabbing his glass in hand. I am sure that most of the blood in my body is now heading towards my inner thighs. He shakes the salt on where he just licked me. I feel like dough in his hands. “I’ll go first,” he says before he leans down licking up the salt from my collarbone. He downs his shot before plunging his mouth into mine sucking up my lips and the lemon. He pulls away with the lemon clinched between his teeth. I standing there with my mouth open wanting more of his lips. “Your turn,” he mumbles around the lemon.
I want to lick him in a number of spots but I make my choice and I bend down slowly examining his body. It’s so sexy I want to start with his hip bone I think, and then I lick him causing him to flinch a bit and drop the lemon slice from his mouth.
“I don’t know if the salt will stay on here,” I say as I look up at him. He is looking down at me with such an adorable smile. He shakes the salt and he leans backward. The salt sticks just enough I notice while picking up a new lemon wedge which he immediately grabs from me with his teeth. “Well you’re eager aren’t you?” I giggle at him. I make it a point to look up at him as I lick the salt off of his hip before I slide my hands up his chest to his shoulders where I am met by his lemon filled mouth. I barely have a chance to drink my shot before he lunges at me which I happily match. I pull the lemon from his mouth with my teeth allowing it to drop so I can get at his lips better. He pulls me up into his arms lifting me up off the ground. My senses are all firing off at once.
I turn off my sensible thinking as my head flops backward while he carries me through my small apartment. He manages to get us into my bedroom barely clearing the boxes covering the floor before placing me on my bed. He pulls back before standing up and I can now see that he is fully hard, ready and very willing. Sudden flashes of my lack of confidence hit me and I look off to the side for a moment.
“What’s wrong? Do you want to stop?” He asks. His voice sounds different like I might have hurt his feelings. I look up at him. I can’t really make out his expression in my darkened room but he moves onto the bed placing his body on top of mine.
“I don’t want to stop,” I say. I kiss his cheek. He smiles at me and I go to kiss him again but he moves kissing me first pushing his tongue into my mouth. We kiss for several minutes while he eases his hands up my camisole. I sigh through kisses as his fingers massage my chest. I think he must know that I’m self-conscious because he hasn’t attempted to remove my clothes all the way yet. He pushes his hands down easing himself out of his boxers and I can feel his warmth flop against my thigh. Wanting him inside of me is the only thing I’m thinking. “Yes…please.” I let slip out of mouth between kisses.
“Yes…you want me inside?” He says before sucking on my bottom lip. “You want me to fuck you, Ava?” He roars while he pulls back lifting himself up off of me a bit. I nod letting another sigh escape. He puts his soft tip to my underwear covered mount before tapping it on me. I feel him push against me and I am completely ready for him. He pulls my underwear off in one smooth yank, then he kisses my belly, then my hips, each one at a time before sliding his hands underneath my ass. The heat from his hands is so intense. He lays back down on me before he thumps his warm tip on my very slippery mount. I moan loudly while he begins easing his girth up inside of me at the same time. I am quickly reminded how unbelievable wonderful the pressure of a man pushing his way up inside of me feels.
“Ah…uh!” I gasp. Fuck I can’t help myself now. He pumps his hips repeatedly keeping his hands on my ass the whole time. He kisses me once before licking my neck. “Oh…my god!” He seems to have a pleasure map for me, pointing out to him just where to lick, touch, suck and fuck me to get me off. I roll my hips from underneath him trying my best to keep up with his pace but he is so fast and intense I can barely breathe at this
point. I feel drips of sweat hit my shoulders. Shit we are both sweating and very slippery and the friction between our bodies is pushing me to my edge. Another minute later with him pumping and churning inside of me and I’m done. He kisses me before increasing his speed. He must feel that I’m close by the way he starts pumping even faster. “Ah…uh…fuck!” I yell. My body shakes as I get off for the first time in years. I’m so embarrassed that I yelled so loud and that he get me off in less than five minutes too. He doesn’t stop pumping, though. He keeps pumping and kissing my neck. Kissing turns to biting and I start panting wondering how the fuck he has so much energy. I wish that I could see his face so I can see if he is having fun. Do I feel good to him as well?
“Ah…ah!!! I felt that…I felt you!” He groans before pausing for a minute. “I better slow down for a minute…shit.” He says before pulling almost all the way out of me. “I want to get you off at least one more time before I go.” He strains. He moves into the light and I see his face for the first time. He’s clearly having a great time. Grinning from ear to ear and completely out of breath from working on me for five minutes straight, damn if that’s the first five minutes I can’t handle the night with his gorgeous ass.
“I am willing to try if you are, Luck,” I say before placing small kisses on his chest. He cups my head in his hands as he eases back up inside of me deeper than before.
Chapter Five
I am not sure how much longer I can hold out before I bust my nut. This lady is fucking unreal. Her body. Her fucking body. I’m trying my hardest to keep going. I want to make sure to get her off again. She feels so good, though. I lift my torso up off of her trying to absorb as much of her form as she’ll let me. I want to look at every inch of her, lick her, kiss her but I can tell she’s not having it. The way she’s been looking away from me whenever I stare at her throughout the night I can tell she’s not used to this much attention. Her silky top is pushed up exposing the bottoms of her lovely breasts. I brace my body up with my left arm while placing my fingers on her soft, smooth chest working my way towards her breasts. She sighs while closing her eyes; she’s letting me push her top up and over her head freeing those beautiful boobs. I am so very nervous right now I can’t figure out why. I usually talk more than this but something about her overwhelms me a bit. I can tell by how she moves underneath me that this something that she usually doesn’t take the lead on. I push my hips down into hers harder than before I want to get her to open those beautiful brown eyes.
“Look at me, Ava…open those gorgeous brown eyes,” I grunt. I can feel I’m nearing the end of my ability to hold out and I need her to help by opening her eyes. I pump deeper while I lick her nipples.
“UH—ah…uh!” Ava mutters. I feel her belly shake a bit. I return my eyes to hers which are open staring up into mine. I can see her. Neither of us speaks as the sounds of continuously colliding bodies echo through the room.
She spreads herself wider for me, her eyes widen just as she finally lets go. I feel her clamping down on me and I fucking lose it, busting out my entire load while smashing my hips against hers. I bite down on my own bottom lip trying to stifle my roar that she’s caused to come out of me. I fail miserably as my body betrays me by letting free the loudest moan from my mouth. My body shakes violently for a full minute. “FUCK—oh my fucking god! Shit, sorry Ava I tried to hold out longer but dammmnnnnnn—girl! I just can’t!” I add before pulling out of her unable to maintain my bounce anymore. I flop my weakened body down alongside hers. I try to catch my breath as she rolls over onto her side looking into my eyes in such a way that simple words couldn’t explain it.
“Don’t apologize, Luck…that was really fucking—I don’t know, fuck sorry I can’t think of any words.” She scrambles through deep breaths. I can tell I’ve just put her to work and in return she’s exhausted. She’s very happy but tired and it’s adorable. I kiss her forehead while spooning her from the front. I’m glad she is letting me see her fully naked as I notice her close her eyes quickly drifting off. I rub my thumb up and back down her arm placing kisses on her shoulder before laying back onto the pillow staring at her face as she sleeps.
"Pretty girl." I whisper to a sleeping Ava.
* * * *
I feel something nudging my shoulders. “Hey Luck wake up!” Ava’s sweet voice sounds in my ear. I open my eyes slowly as the bright-ass sunlight hits them causing me to squint a bit. “Luck, you have to get up now. We have been sleeping for hours. It’s like fucking almost eleven o’clock.” She adds. I look up noticing she’s fully dressed and running around from one end of her room to the other. What the fuck is wrong with her? Did she lose something, maybe her cell phone or something? She’s got on a pair of jeggings on and a hoodie but she looks very upset.
“What’s wrong, Ava?” I sit up. I realize I’m still naked. I pat the bed with my hand trying to get her attention, “Hey you? Come over here.”I insist. She turns to me with her eyes wandering everywhere but she won’t look at me. Is she feeling guilty about us fucking?
“I don’t have time to come over there. You have to get up and get dressed now.” She barks. She walks over to the end of the bed while folding her arms. I almost laugh aloud at her cute attempt to put her foot down but it’s hard to take her seriously because I’m looking at her fucking gorgeous pissed off face and I’m pretty sure there’s a smile hiding behind that pressed together set of lips of hers.
“You won’t come over here for just a minute Ava?” I push. She rolls her eyes while shaking her head. “Ok, I will leave immediately as soon as you come give me just one kiss.” I bargain. She bends over grabbing my boxers from off of the floor before tossing them at me.
“Nope—“ she snaps before she jets out the bedroom.
“What the fuck…damn.” I say aloud. I jump out of her bed quickly putting my boxers on. She returns handing me my other clothes. I take them and her hands in mine. “Hey…look at me.” I say. She looks up at me as I’ve asked but she seems closed off. I can’t guess with her. “Did you have fun last night? I really had fun.” I ask her while trying to hold her which she resists.
“Yes…it was-“ she starts to say but she pauses with her eyes on the floor. “I had a good time, Luck,” she finishes. I feel the tension in her body like she’s holding back from saying more but I’m not pushing her.
“Let me get your number, Ava?” I ask before letting go of her hands to dress. She remains silent as she watches me pulling my pants up before buttoning my shirt.
“No…nah…no we shouldn’t do this again, I think. I can’t!” She stammers with her eyes still fixed on my body.
“What? I can’t have your number, Ava? Seriously—” I start, but then stop myself from looking far too desperate.
“I thought that we were on the same page and all—like this was a one-night thing right?” She answers me with a half-smile making me feel kind of dirty.
“Of course…yeah. Yeah no I was just saying that to be nice—” I let slip while scrambling for words that don’t make me look like a bitch right now. I head out of her room towards her front door and I swear the distance between the door and her is a thousand miles and I can’t get away from her quick enough.
“WAIT!” She shouts. I’m so mad I don’t want to turn but I do. “I’m sorry…I thought that’s what you’d want. You know no strings but I can give my number if you still want it?” She says.
If I want? Is she crazy right now? “Nah it’s all good,” I bark trying to be as cold as possible. She gulps. I want her to want me but fuck I’m not begging anyone for their time. I turn to leave.
“Luck! Hey?” She says as I open her door refusing to turn around I walk out without saying another word.
* * *
I head into my shitty studio apartment. The long fucking walk to the bus stop from Ava’s house gave me a chance to cool down. I don’t know why I got so upset at her. It was very clear that she’s into me. I know she wants to see me again but damn she’s stubb
orn and a hard one to read.
“Fuck—stop thinking about Ava!” I yell. My cell phone rings and I yank it from mine pocket answering it. “What,” I say to whoever’s on the other end.
“Hey, man where the hell have you been all damn night? I came over around at about two or three in the morning to see what the hell happened at that bingo joint but you weren’t there,” Skid answers me. I had been so focused on my night with Ava that I hadn’t even noticed that someone had been in my apartment. I look around noticing the filled ashtray and empty pack of smokes next to it. Fucking Skid’s smoked my all my damn cigarettes.
“You just helped yourself inside of my place, huh?” I ask.
“Fuck no, man! Your damn door was wide open when I got to your place so I came in thinking that maybe you had just forgotten to close or something.”
“What the fuck! My door was wide open?
That makes no sense, I certainly didn’t leave it open when I left here last night,” I answer. I wonder if that fucking snoopy building maintenance guy just helped himself inside or something. I quickly dismiss it. “I had some technical problems last night but I think that maybe I should just go ahead and pass on this job anyhow, Skid.” I answer his other question but my mind is now stuck but on Ava and her cold dismissal. “You fucking smoked all my cigarettes man. Now I have to go get more,” I shout while opening the front door.
* *
Somehow getting smokes lead to getting flowers as I found myself outside of Ava’s apartment. I knock with long-stemmed red-tipped white roses. It’s a symbolic sign of peace and I think she’ll let me at least talk to her once she sees them. I lift my hand to knock again just as the door opens a little boy bounces out smacking right into my leg.