by Petra J Knox
“It’s spaghetti sauce,” Blue said. “I think?”
I looked back at her. She took her finger and scooped up the sauce on my cheek and tasted it.
“Yep. Good spaghetti sauce, too.” Then she busted out in laughter until I could barely understand what the hell she was saying.
My lips quirked at the edges, and I looked back up at the couple on the balcony. The woman was now in the man’s arms, and before I could blink, he was dipping her low to the ground, like they were dance partners. When he leaned over to kiss her, my body relaxed and I smiled.
I carried a laughing Blue to the hotel, past the foyer and up the stairs. I set her down at her door and she pulled out her key from the pocket of her dress, unlocking the door, and pulling me inside. I shut the door behind me and let her lead me straight to her bathroom.
In a trance, I watched her undress me. First my sweatshirt, followed by my T-shirt. She pulled off her dress next and reached over to turn on the shower. As the room quickly filled with steam, I shoved off my boots and socks, staring all the while at the beautiful woman who now stood naked before me, all except her blue panties that were around one ankle. She kicked them off, and with spaghetti sauce all in her hair and on her arms and chest, her hands went to my belt.
My hands automatically stilled over hers. She looked up at me in question.
Was I really going to do this? Was I willing to let go and make a fool out of myself? I knew she was experienced, that there was no way she was a virgin like me.
But the need in me to have her was too much to ignore.
I nodded, accepting her, accepting this and what would happen.
Lifting my hands to cradle her face, I pulled her lips to mine. While her hands undid my jeans, I took her mouth, swallowing her kiss; our lips, our teeth colliding and fighting for control. My pants fell to the floor, and I stepped out of them, pulling my boxers off in one move, pushing everything behind me. Then I picked her up and stepped into the hot water.
As soon as I released her, and with our lips still locked, she pushed me against the tiled wall, her slippery hands gripping my chest. My hands found the end of her braided crown, and I deftly undid the bindings, weaving my fingers into her long, glorious hair that fell all the way down to her ass.
She pulled away, and with the sexiest expression on her face, said, “You are a mess, Pinn.”
Grabbing a bottle of something, she squeezed out a liberal amount into her palm and began washing me down. All the while, I watched as the water ran down her neck, her full breasts, her flat stomach, all leading down to a wonderland that I wanted more than anything to explore.
A sound escaped me as she got to my cock. Her soapy hands stroked me up and down, moving onto to my balls and back onto my shaft once more.
Fucking hell.
Panting, my eyes wide, my lips parting, I groaned. “Blue…”
“I know, Pinn,” she said, her voice velvet and low. “Let me take care of you.” Her eyes were burning with intensity and I was lost to her gaze.
She moved back, still penetrating me with her wintery stare as the water rinsed the soap off my body. Then as gracefully as she could, she dropped to her knees and took my cock inside her sweet fucking mouth.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I leaned against the tile, my toes curling. I tentatively touched the top of her head with a shaky hand, feeling her wet hair and the shape of her skull against my palm. Her mouth was hot, so wet, so good. And I was going to shoot straight into her mouth right now if she didn’t stop.
Hissing, I said, “Blue… Up. I can’t—”
Her hands flattened on my thighs, kneading in short pulses, adding more sensation on top of everything else. Driving more and more ecstasy into me. She answered, mumbling something, and the action vibrated around my cock. Her cheeks, her tongue, sucking and moving on me like a goddamn vise. Until finally, my knees weakened, my stomach tightened, and a wave of pleasure broke over me, filling her sweet mouth with my cum.
I released a guttural moan, my head falling back against the wall.
I barely was conscious of the fact that she continued sucking me off, not until I felt her swallow me down. Her mouth grew softer, slower. I watched, riveted, as her tongue bathed me gently. With a final lick and a kiss to the head of my cock, she released me and stood.
Barely able to stand, I grabbed her slippery body and crushed my mouth against hers. My fingers massaged her nape, nestling in her hair. She let out a moan and I swallowed it down. When I pulled away from her, the look on her face, her eyes on me so adoringly, I melted.
“Your turn.” I gently pushed her to the wall and poured the same soap into my hands. I put the bottle down, then rubbed my hands into a good lather, all the while freaking the fuck out that I was in a shower with a naked woman, a woman who turned me on so goddamned much that I wanted to consume her, own her, and punish her for making me feel like this.
Her skin was like silk as I ran my hands across her body. Her heavy tits were both firm and soft. When I palmed them, my touch gliding over her erect nipples, she arched her back. I watched her face as I repeated the action again. Instantly, I was hard as a rock.
I moved on to her waist, my large hands spanning the width of her small frame. Before the soap was completely washed away from my hands, I took a deep breath and found the center of her, parting her short, soft curls.
She moved her leg aside, sighing. “Oh please, Pinn. Yes.”
I went to my knees and spread her pussy lips gently. I threaded an arm under her leg, lifting it until it rested on my forearm. Her hands gripped my shoulders.
She bucked against me when my mouth found that sweet little bud. Water trickled down my face, as I licked and kissed her beautiful soft pussy. With both hands now, I spread her wide, covering her with my open mouth and she shrieked in pleasure.
Like a peach, I thought. Succulent, juicy. Sweet.
I quickly picked up on what excited her, on how much pressure to apply and where, when to flatten my tongue and when to dart it out like a whip against that little hard nub that was swelling with need.
She put her hands on my head, pulled my ears, trying to grab ahold of my short hair, and I growled against her pussy. The vibration sent her over the edge, and I sucked that delicious little clit hard, rolling it in my hot mouth with my tongue until she shattered.
“I’m gonna… I’m… Oh God,” she moaned.
I munched and ate at her like a savage, wanting every fucking drop of her essence. Her thighs squeezed my head like a vise, her pubic bone pressed hard against my face, and I loved every single second of it.
“Too much, too much!” she cried out, breathless and sounding so needy it made my cock jerk.
Slowing my pace, I grabbed her ass, kneading it with my fingers as I traced lazy licks on her spent pussy. My tongue dipped further down, finding her creamy center. I lapped up every bit with tender care, worshiping her with my eyes closed, until finally, we both signed in contentment.
“Oh, baby,” Blue cupped my jaw, and I leaned into her palm. “Come here.”
With one last kiss to that little patch of soft curls, I stood up and looked down at her. The way she looked up at me, almost drunk with languid satisfaction, went straight to my chest and crawled inside it, right into my heart.
We kissed, then. Softly, reverently.
In the back of my mind, as I held her close, breathing her in, words played over and over in my mind.
You can never let her go now.
7
Like Velvet
Wrapped only in a towel, Blue turned on her little radio. Her damp hair was up in a messy bun. I sat on the sofa, barefoot and in my boxers, watching her move around the room to a jazzy number that played softly.
My sweatshirt and jeans were a lost cause from the spaghetti sauce. Blue already had our clothes in a pile by the door, ready to take down to the laundry room. I’d emptied my pockets already of everything I neede
d. Right beside me on a side table was my pocket watch. It was now three in the morning.
Knowing our time was almost at an end, I’d grown quiet. I felt anxious and scattered. I didn’t want to leave her. I didn’t want to go back to Figaro’s, back to Pop, back to my numb existence.
“I have a great idea,” she said, walking back to the kitchen area, where I heard her pop open a can of something. “Chinese food! I’ll call in an order, then by the time I get back from doing laundry, they should be on their way.”
I calculated the time it would take for the food to arrive, eat with Blue, then wait for my clothes to be done. It was pushing it.
Fucking Pepper Stone.
Blue broke me out of my thoughts, kneeling on the floor, scooting between my legs as I sat sprawled out on the sofa. She put her hands on my thighs, her fingers tucking themselves under the hem of my boxers. My arms were outstretched on the back of the sofa, and I had to force myself not to touch her. If I started, I’d never be able to stop.
Instead, I looked down at her gorgeous face. Her skin was like porcelain, and the light from a hanging paper lantern cast her in soft pink.
“What are you thinking?” she asked me, her voice soft and serious.
I didn’t answer her, but I didn’t turn away either. My eyes roamed her face, memorizing every feature.
“Pinn, talk to me. You look so serious.” She laid her head on my knee, rubbing against it slowly, back and forth like a cat does with its favorite person.
With her on her knees, between my legs, so close to where I hungered for her, again, my cock hardened.
How did people do this all the damn time? I thought. I couldn’t imagine being with a woman every night, let alone living with one, not without wanting her. Every. Single. Second.
Or maybe it was just something inside me.
She sighed. “I’ll let you be, but don’t grow cold on me, okay?” She wasn’t looking at me; instead, her gaze was on the floor.
I closed my eyes briefly, then opened them. I put my arm around her and pulled her up to me. She immediately crawled into my lap, her towel still tucked at her breasts but open at the waist. I placed my hands on her warm, smooth legs that were wrapped around me now, fighting the urge to pull out my cock and impale her wet warmth.
Locking my jaw, I held her.
She tucked her head under my chin and sighed. “We don’t have to have Chinese, Pinn, we can—"
“Shh… hush. Chinese sounds good.” My hands found their way around to her ass, and I tugged her closer to me. When she wiggled her sweet, naked pussy against my crotch, I groaned, my hips lifting on their own.
“Blue. You gotta be still,” I grunted. “I’m like a dog half-off its chain.”
She breathed me in, and I felt her breath hot on my chest. “I will.”
“Good girl.” I rubbed her back, my other hand moving up to pet her hair as she clung to me. We stayed like that for a few more minutes.
“Penn?”
“Hmm?”
“It’s okay if you…” She didn’t finish, just sighed.
“What? If I what, Blue?” I whispered in her hair.
“Nothing.”
I pulled back. “Blue, look at me.” When she raised her head, I said, “Don’t lie. What were you going to say?” My tone was soft but firm, and she bit her lip, trying to turn her head.
But I wasn’t going to let her hide. “Blue.”
For the first time since I’d known her, she blushed, and a wave of shyness rolled off her.
The action brought a smile to my face and I held her chin, my thumb gently pulling her lip from her teeth. “Tell me.”
Sighing, she whispered, “It’s okay if you… unleash on me. I want you to lose control.” Her blue eyes filled with want, a hint of fear, and that same adoration from in the shower.
At her words, unimaginable lust hit me like a sledgehammer, stealing my breath away.
Me. Unleashed. Not holding back. Giving in to every single depraved, dirty, lustful thing I wanted to do to this woman on my lap.
I took a deep breath and held it, staring into her eyes.
“There’s something special about us, Pinn,” she continued. “I know you feel it. I’ve never…” she let out a shaky breath, “I’ve never felt like this with anyone so soon, so fast.” She swallowed as she looked at my mouth.
I ignored the flare of jealousy that sparked inside me at the mention of her past lovers. To me, she was untouched. Perfectly confident in her sexuality, all on her own. Other men had nothing to do with it.
She was mine.
She reached around behind her and grabbed my hand, then slowly placed it at her wet center. She guided my hand and pressed until my finger entered her tight pussy. My nostrils flared, my breath catching.
So soft, so slick.
“It’s okay, Pinn. I want you so much.” She was now rocking on my hand, holding onto my shoulders as I explored her velvet heat.
I pressed my forehead to hers, my finger pumping her slowly, never stopping. “You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“You want me, though, right?” she panted, staring hard into my eyes less than an inch away.
I swallowed, sweat breaking out on the back of my neck. I curled my finger up inside her and watched as her eyes rolled back into her head.
I kissed her hard then, crushing her lips with mine. A second later I moved my mouth to her neck, then to the soft shell of her ear. “Oh, I want you, Blue. More than you could ever imagine,” I whispered, fully finger-fucking her with relish now. “I want to fuck you so goddamn hard, so fucking deep, until you’re nothing but a puddle of need.”
She clamped hard around my fingers and moaned. “Yes.”
“You like my dirty words, don’t you, you dirty girl?”
She hissed again in pleasure. “Yes.”
I laughed. “Oh, Blue, you have no idea the depraved things I want to do to your body, to this sweet, tight pussy.”
When I bit her ear, she bucked, coming right onto my fingers, grinding her clit against my wrist.
“Oh… shit…oh,” she cried out.
I kept working her, my cock impossibly hard. Something inside me was wanting to claw its way out. Her scent, her skin, her cries were waking a beast in me.
I removed my hand, and in seconds, I had her kneeling on the sofa, her ass in the air, her face to the wall. Standing behind her, I whipped off her towel. She clutched the back of the sofa with both hands and looked over her shoulder at me, her big blue eyes wild.
Shoving my boxers off, I held her gorgeous hips, my thumbs caressing the top of her ass. “Are you on the pill?” I asked.
“Yes. Please, Pinn.”
“Good. Because once I do this, I’m not going to want to stop.” Grabbing my dick, I rubbed the head against her dripping wetness. I placed my hand on the small of her back as she raised that gorgeous ass, my other hand guided my cock into the place where it wanted more than anything to be.
As I eased into her inch by each, Blue moaned low.
Fuck, she was so damn tight. I never imagined anything could feel better than her mouth on me, but I was wrong. This—so hot, so snug, so fucking perfect—was pure heaven.
With a final thrust, I was skin to skin with her, my balls pressed against her soft curls, my pelvis cushioned by her ass. I closed my eyes tightly and breathed out, praying to every god imaginable that I wouldn’t blow my load in seconds.
Blue sighed in bliss, her head falling forward when I opened my eyes and started to move. I pulled out almost all the way, then slammed back into her. I grunted at the amount of pleasure one thrust brought. I thrust again, in and out.
“Shit, baby,” she mewled like a kitten, “I’m so full of you…”
My jaw was cramping by how much control I was calling up in my effort to calm myself the fuck down. I wanted to plow right through her. She felt too good.
“That’s right, beautiful,” I said, pulling out, then crashing back into her again.
My hands were a punishing grip on her hips. With each thrust, I watched my dick slide in and out of her tightness. The sight had me dizzy, my toes curling, my legs shaking, sweat beading on my neck, down my face.
“Harder, Pinn. Fuck me harder.”
I reached forward and undid her messy bun. As soon as the mass of blue strands fell in waves down her back and shoulders, I made a rope of her hair and twisted it around my wrist, pulling her forward to my chest. Then I pounded her pussy. She screamed as I rutted her like a dog.
That beast in me wanted to split her open, wanted to use every part of her, fill every hole. I wanted to brand her with my soul. As I fucked her hard and she bucked back, giving it all to me, I felt that tightness around my shaft, and I knew I couldn’t hold out any longer.
Within seconds, I was spilling into her. I released a guttural moan and threw my head back as she milked my cock like a velvet glove. Her pussy was spasming around me as she came again, right along with me.
Still thrusting into her, I let go of her hair and grabbed her by the nape. She gave me her mouth as I leaned forward. Our tongues danced, full of teeth, lips, breath.
I slowed my hips and she sighed into my mouth until our kiss softened. I gently pulled out of her, and once my breathing leveled, I picked her up.
Smiling, her arms went around my neck as I took us to her bed, lying her down on the cool white sheets. I laid on my side and rested my head on my bent arm.
“That was… wow.” Blue stretched her legs and arms, watching me under heavy, thick lashes. When she touched my cheek, I kissed her thumb.
I watched her chest rise and fall, and my mouth grew dry at seeing her beautiful, full breasts. I cupped one, feeling the weight in my hand, the incredible softness of the smooth skin that bordered the puckering rosy area.
I couldn’t help it—I leaned over and sucked the erect nipple. I rolled it in my mouth and hummed in appreciation. I watched, fascinated, as it elongated as I pulled it with my lips, only to form back into its peak when I released it.
Blue made a squeak, and I quickly looked at her face. “Did I hurt you?”