Misadventures on the Rebound

by Lauren Rowe

  Savvy finishes her song, and I whoop my approval.

  “Thank you. Thank you very much,” Savvy says, doing her best Elvis impression.

  I laugh. “You’re so Vegas.”

  “Hey, you can take the girl out of Vegas, but not the Vegas out of the girl.” She giggles. “Would you like me to sing another one?”

  “Hell yeah. Hit me with another Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman Scorned Song, baby.”

  Savvy bites the tip of her finger, apparently mulling her options, and then begins belting out “You Oughta Know” by Alanis Morissette. And my heart skips a beat, yet again.

  How is this possible? When I first laid eyes on Savvy sitting at the bar today, I didn’t think, Ah, there’s the girl who’s going to help me forget I’m in the worst shitstorm of my life. On the contrary, when I saw Savvy sitting at that bar, I thought, Now, there’s the girl I’m gonna get to drive me to Vegas tomorrow. That’s all I thought. One look at her sitting there, looking like a sexy, hot mess, and I knew I could sweet-talk her into doing anything I wanted. Literally. And so, of course, I beelined right to her, sat myself down, and flirted my ass off. And that was before Savvy told me she was headed to Vegas herself! Once I found out that little nugget, I knew I wouldn’t have to say a damned thing to Savvy about her driving me to my final destination—that she’d eventually offer to do it without prompting.

  And then, somewhere along the line, I completely forgot about my intention to use Savvy for a ride. Indeed, even in the midst of my present panic, I just started…digging her. Like, big-time. And that’s when I knew using her wasn’t an option. She was off-limits to any kind of con, no matter how desperate I feel. And that was before we went to the taco place and she started telling me all the ways she’s been fucked over by men in her life!

  “Home sweet home,” Savvy says, pulling me out of my thoughts—and I realize we’re standing in front of the motel. “This way.” Savvy indicates an outdoor hallway, and I follow her past a bunch of rooms. She comes to a stop in front of room 112 and holds up a keycard. “Are you ready to make a porno with me, Aiden Who Isn’t Ugly?”

  Oh, my God. This girl. I want her so fucking bad. But, shit, I’m suddenly hearing my parole officer’s voice in my ear, telling me to never, ever risk fucking a drunk girl. “You never know what regrets they might have in the morning, Aiden,” my parole officer warned. “And if she accuses you of something later, who will they believe? The girl or the felon?”

  “Hang on,” I choke out as Savvy opens her door. “Are you sure about this? You’ve been drinking. I want you to be sure.”

  Savvy snorts. “It’s not the booze making me want to have sex with you. I’ve wanted to have sex with you since the minute I laid eyes on you. The booze is simply giving me courage to do what I want to do.”

  Okay, that addresses the first potential concern. But what about the second one? “You understand this is casual, right?” I say. “There’s no possibility of a tomorrow for us. This is a one-night thing.”

  Savvy raises an eyebrow. “No possibility of a tomorrow?” She screws up her face. “But I was assuming I was going to drive you to Las Vegas tomorrow, since I’m headed there myself, anyway. You don’t want me to take you?”

  “Oh. Yeah. I’d really appreciate a ride. Thanks.”

  “Sure thing.”

  “I just want to be sure you understand I’m gonna say goodbye to you when we get there. My life is a shitstorm right now, Savvy. The timing isn’t right for me to start something with anyone right now, even someone as amazing as you.”

  Savvy smiles broadly and waves off my concerns. “You’re so sweet to make that perfectly clear for me. Thank you. But I’m good. I’m on the rebound, remember? The last thing I should be doing is chasing after some gorgeous guy I met in a bar in the middle of nowhere. Let’s just make a porno tonight and drive to Vegas tomorrow, and that will be that. It’ll be a great memory for both of us.”

  I sigh with relief. “Sounds good.”

  “So we’re good?”

  “We’re good.”

  She smiles and holds up her keycard suggestively. And then she giggles and opens the door with flourish. “Now, please, for the love of God, get your hot ass into my motel room and let’s make a porno.”

  Chapter Six

  Aiden

  Savvy turns around from closing the door, throws her arms around my neck, and giggles. “This is gonna be so fun!”

  “Hang on, baby.” I pull away from her voracious lips, though it pains me to do it. “We’ve got to set some ground rules for the porno to protect you.”

  “But I want to go crazy,” she whispers, her dark eyes ablaze. “I want to be bad.”

  My dick jolts, but I pull back from her lips again. “Listen to me, chicken girl. If Derek decides to post the videos as revenge porn, you need to be able to say it’s not you. No faces in any of the videos, okay? No faces.”

  “Gotcha. Everything will be shot from the neck down. That’s common sense.” She goes in for a kiss again but then jerks back. “Wait. How will Derek know it’s me in the videos, having the time of my life with the hottest guy on the planet, if he can’t see my face? I don’t want him thinking I sent him some video clips I pulled off Pornhub. I want him to know for sure it’s me.”

  I mull that for a moment, and when inspiration strikes, I grab her hand and indicate the ruby ring on her finger. “Do you usually wear this ring?”

  “Always. My dad gave it to me for my sweet sixteen. It’s my most-prized possession.”

  “You think Derek will recognize it?”

  She nods. “He asked me about it once, and I told him all about it.”

  “Okay, then. This ring is going to be the star of our porno, baby. Front and center in every video we make. Derek will know it’s you, but the world won’t.”

  Savvy squeals with glee.

  “And one more thing,” I say. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but don’t say my name, okay?” I laugh. “No names in the heat of passion, chicken girl.”

  “Yes, sir. No faces. No names. Ring front and center. Can we get started now with the bow chicka wow wow, please?”

  Oh, my God. This girl. “Let’s do it. With pleasure.”

  Savvy nuzzles my nose with hers, a huge grin on her pretty face. “You’re a prince among men, Aiden.”

  My dick is rock hard. My heart is thudding in my chest. I’m not a prince. Not even close. But tonight, with Savvy in my arms, I sure feel like one. “And you’re my sexy porno princess,” I whisper, just before leaning in and kissing her.

  She presses her body against mine and rubs herself against my hard-on. “Thank you,” she whispers.

  “Don’t thank me,” I say. “I don’t get hard like this for charity.”

  I kiss her and she responds passionately. And that’s it. We’re both on fire. Kissing and groping and stripping off our clothes.

  We tumble onto the bed in our underwear.

  “I want you so much,” I say. And it’s the God’s truth. Savvy’s near-naked body is blowing my mind. She’s got tits I could get lost in. Hips I can’t wait to grip when I fuck her from behind. Hard, pink nipples that make my mouth water at the sight of them. Everything about Savvy’s curvy body brings out a primal instinct in me to touch and lick and suck and fuck.

  Savvy grabs her phone off the mattress next to us. “Ready to become a porn star?”

  I grin. I have no idea what the hell kind of “porno” Savvy’s planning to shoot tonight—if the video she’s got in mind will be PG-13 or triple X. But I’m down for whatever it is. “Ready.”

  And off we go.

  Savvy shoots a video of her ringed hand exploring the ridges of my abs and then sliding toward the waistband of my briefs, heading toward the hard bulge poking from behind the fabric.

  I hold my breath with anticipation, aching to feel her fingers on my cock, but just before her hand breaches the waistband of my briefs, she looks up at me, her eyes clearly asking for permiss
ion.

  “Do it,” I whisper, a wicked grin on my face.

  She blushes and nods…and captures video of her ringed hand peeling my briefs down and off…and then sliding back up my thighs and finally, blessedly, gripping my hard, aching cock. My tip is shiny with my need. Beaded with wetness. I open my mouth to say something reassuring, to tell Savvy we can go as slow as she wants, but before I get a word out, Savvy points her camera straight at my cock and captures video of her thumb swirling the wetness pooled on my tip.

  I jolt with arousal. “Let the porno begin,” I whisper.

  And away we go.

  First off, Savvy records her ringed hand giving me a hand job. And then we move on to recording my hard, straining cock fucking the canyon between her ample tits as the star of our porno—her ringed hand—gropes her nipples and breasts.

  When I’m way too turned on to continue titty-fucking her, I guide Savvy onto her back on the mattress and whisper in her ear. “Time to make you come,” I say softly. I peel the camera out of Savvy’s hand and toss it onto the mattress. “I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good, baby.” I slide my fingers between her legs. I’m met with warm wetness and a loud, sexy moan by Savvy that makes my cock jolt and my balls tighten. I start working her hard, swollen clit around and around. I kiss her breasts. Suck her nipples. Bite her neck and kiss her lips…all while working her hard clit rhythmically around and around. In short order, I’ve got Savvy moaning and writhing furiously against me. Her body is telling me I’ve got her right where I want her.

  “Oh, God, Aiden,” Savvy chokes out. “Get the camera. Oh, God, Aiden.”

  “No names,” I remind her, grabbing the phone with my free hand.

  Savvy digs her fingernails into my forearm. “Keep going just like that,” she says. “Oh, God.”

  “Put your hand on mine,” I command. “Get the ring in the shot when you come.”

  Savvy does as she’s told, even as she’s writhing and moaning and whimpering against me, and half a second later, she comes against my fingers with a long, low moan.

  “That’s it,” I whisper. I throw the camera down and kiss her voraciously while sliding my wet fingers inside her and straight to her G-spot. My chest heaving and my dick seeping with arousal, I begin massaging that mysterious bundle of nerves, swiping my fingers across it with confident, firm strokes, until Savvy’s bucking and gyrating and writhing at my touch like a woman possessed.

  “Video!” she chokes out. “Get it on video!”

  With my free hand, I grab her phone again and point it at my hand between her legs and she slides her ringed hand on top of mine just before her body stiffens sharply and then begins undulating against my hand.

  “That’s it, sexy girl,” I growl as Savvy groans and moans and comes against me. I raise my voice for the benefit of the camera. “Hey, Douchebag! Are you having fun watching me get this sexy girl off the way you never could?”

  Savvy’s muscles stop warping and clenching against my fingers. She lets out a long, satisfied sigh, followed by a happy little moan. Clearly, her climax was a good one. “Hey, Douchebag,” she purrs toward the camera. Her brow is sweaty. “Guess what? I just had the best orgasm of my life. Oh, and you want to know what else? I was faking it with you all three times.”

  I burst out laughing and point the camera at my fingers, which are, at this moment, swirling gently over the insides of Savvy’s creamy thighs. “Hey, Douchebag. Watch close now. I’m gonna make her come again. But this time, through her A-spot. Oh, you’ve never even heard of that spot? Yeah, no shit, you haven’t, D-bag. Watch and learn.”

  I prop the phone against a pillow, making sure the shot is framed perfectly to capture Savvy’s pelvis and nothing more, and then I slide two fingers deep inside Savvy’s wetness and my thumb up her ass. And then, as my fingers begin to work her methodically, I kiss her plump lips. Suck her nipples. Whisper to her that she’s gorgeous and sexy and turning me on. And that’s all it takes. Within a few minutes, the girl is growling and writhing like she’s been possessed by a demon.

  “Oh, God,” Savvy grits out. “Oh, my fucking God. Oh fuck.” She makes a tortured sound, arches her back, whimpers…and then…Nirvana. Yet again, her deepest muscles begin rippling against my fingers inside her. But this time, even harder than the prior two times.

  I’m dying to plunge myself inside Savvy and pound her without mercy. Of course, I am. But there’s still one thing I want Derek to see before that. The video still recording, I lie on my back, grab Savvy’s phone off the mattress, and hand it to her. “Climb aboard my face, baby,” I choke out. “Make sure you get the ring in the shot.”

  Savvy doesn’t hesitate. She climbs on top of my face and lowers her pussy onto my lips and I eat her out ravenously until, jackpot, her most intimate flesh begins rippling against my lips and tongue and fingers. I’m about to push her off me so I can lay her down and fuck her, but she surprises me by leaning forward over my torso and sucking me off like a woman possessed. So, of course, I do what comes naturally in this position: I treat myself to every square inch of her ass as she devours me.

  Oh, God, I’m losing my mind. I haven’t even fucked this girl yet, and I’m already having the best sex of my life. Holy shit. I thought I’d be showing Savvy what white-hot chemistry feels like tonight, but it turns out this girl is showing me.

  When I can’t take anymore of Savvy’s mouth on me without losing it, I guide her firmly off me and onto her back, grab a condom from my bag, and get myself covered—faster than I ever have before—and then open her legs roughly with my thighs and plunge my throbbing cock inside her.

  As I penetrate Savvy, we both moan with relief and excitement. And then I get to work. Oh, for the love of fuck, this feels good. I’m fucking her hard, grinding my hips with gusto—and Savvy is giving as good as she gets. She wraps her thighs around my torso and groans and pants into my ear. Her fingernails dig into my shoulders like she’s hanging onto the edge of a cliff.

  “Savvy,” I choke out. “Oh, God. Savvy.”

  “No names,” she says, barely able to get the words out.

  “The camera’s off.”

  “Aiden, Aiden, Aiden,” comes her passionate reply. “Oh, God, Aiden.” She drags her nails down my back, sending a bullet of pleasure into my dick, and I groan loudly and fuck her even harder, saying her name over and over again.

  We’re both shuddering, sweating, ferociously growling with desire. I kiss her deeply, desperately, losing my mind—and she grips me hard as I drive into her over and over again. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I’m jolted with a shock of energy the likes of which I’ve never felt before, as an electric current courses between us. I gasp in surprise and Savvy does too—both of us at the exact same time—and there’s no doubt in my mind she’s feeling the same lightning bolt I am. Pure unadulterated pleasure. Supernatural pleasure. Ecstasy.

  With a loud moan, Savvy arches her back underneath me, digs her nails into my back hard, and comes. And when her internal muscles undulate around my cock, the sensation is so fucking good, I can’t help releasing inside her with the most intense orgasm of my life.

  Little white stars fill my vision. For a brief, blissful moment, as every cell in my body convulses with pleasure. I can’t tell whose body is whose. Whose pleasure is whose. Whose heartbeat is whose. Finally, when the shockwaves end, I crumple on top of her, twitching with aftershocks and sweating like I’ve just run a full marathon.

  “Holy fuck,” I gasp out when my body finally goes quiet.

  Savvy breathes deeply underneath me, and I feel her breasts press against my hard chest. “Holy fuck,” she agrees.

  For a long moment, we lie together, breathing hard, our sweat intermingling, our breathing in sync, our hearts pounding as one.

  “I think I can safely say I’ve never experienced white-hot chemistry before this,” Savvy deadpans after a long moment. And we both burst out laughing.

  “Neither have I, apparently,” I admit, rolling off her.
“I thought I had, but obviously not.”

  “Seriously?”

  “One hundred percent. That was hands down, no contest, far and away the best sex of my life.”

  “For me, too,” she says.

  I laugh and stroke her breast. “Yeah, I know, chicken girl. That goes without saying.”

  Savvy giggles and sighs happily. “So much for me going back to my safety zone after this, huh? I hope you’re happy, Aiden Who Isn’t Ugly. You’ve officially ruined me for anyone else. Thanks for nothing.”

  Savvy laughs, but I don’t join her. Because, suddenly, visions of Savvy having sex with another guy are flooding me…and the idea makes me feel homicidal. Fuck! Of course, I don’t want her muddling through ho-hum sex ever again. I want her to have white-hot, awesome sex from this day forward…but only with me. I realize I’ve got no right to feel that way. I know I just met this hot mess of a girl mere hours ago and that I’ll never see her again after we get to Vegas tomorrow. Not to mention she’s so far out of my league, it’s not even funny. But lying here right now, what I’m honestly feeling is…a primal desire to stake my claim.

  Savvy runs her hand through my hair. “Seriously, Aiden. That was beyond amazing. It was life-changing.”

  I look into her deep brown eyes and sigh. “For me, too.”

  She rolls onto her side and props her cheek on her palm. Her face is utterly beautiful in the moonlight. “I never would have believed my body could do what it did tonight. Thank you for showing me. I didn’t think I was all that sexual a person. I thought I didn’t care about sex.”

  “And now?”

  She giggles. “Now I know I love sex.” She bites her lower lip. “When it’s done right.”

  My stomach clenches. “Good. Now you know.”

  She grins adorably. “Thank you.”