Craving Stassi

by Erica Lynn

  “You were a brat.”

  Stassi recoiled as if he’d struck her. “I don’t know why I’m even having this conversation with you.”

  “I guess I don’t either. What’s the point in talking if you won’t listen?”

  “If I won’t listen?” Stassi stared, destroyed, her hands in the air as if she were trying to pick out something. Words. Ideas. Anything that would make the current situation make sense. “You ruined me… don’t you get it?”

  “Your bad choices aren’t my fault.”

  “What would you know of my bad choices? Or my good ones, for that matter? All you did was convince me people couldn’t be trusted. That those you’re stupid enough to love, especially men, will only leave you in the end. Don’t you see that? Is it really so hard for you to understand?”

  “What do you want from me?” Her father looked up, but his face remained emotionless.

  He didn’t get it, and he never would. He seemed incapable of it, and she knew that, now. “I think I wanted you to tell me you’re sorry. To tell me you love me, and you missed me, and that leaving me and not—” Stassi took a breath and tried to control her quaking voice, “—not witnessing my life was the worst mistake you’ve ever made. That somewhere deep down, you regret it.”

  “Well—” He cleared his throat, seemingly tortured for the briefest of moments, then rubbed his eyes and looked away. “I guess I tried.”

  Stassi laughed, the sound broken and bitter. “Oh yeah? This was trying? Here’s a tip. Next time? Try harder.” She opened the door and slammed it behind her, walking as quickly as she could to her car. The man was toxic, deadly fucking poison, and her life was better without him. Even as she told herself that, as she repeated it in her head, she couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

  * * *

  Alec sat at the bar going over the night’s earnings. They closed at ten on weeknights, but even though it was relatively early, he was exhausted. The day had been a whirlwind. Waking up with Stassi had been the best thing to happen to him in a while, and she hadn’t left his mind since.

  He glanced down the bar to where she sat, sipping a glass of wine and picking at her steak. She’d come in about an hour ago, and even though she’d given him a kiss and flashed him her perfect smile, he could tell something was off.

  “I’m heading out.” Frank clapped Alec on the back and nodded to Stassi. “It was nice seeing you again, ma’am. Night, Alec.”

  “Goodnight.” Alec watched as Frank and the last remaining kitchen staff left the restaurant. When he was sure they were gone and had locked the doors behind them, he grabbed a bottle of red wine and a glass, then went around the bar and sat next to Stassi. He leaned in and kissed her cheek as he silently refilled her glass, and he practically lit up when her face broke out in a smile.

  “Hi, there,” she murmured. “How was your day?”

  “It was fine. Although I’m more curious about yours.” He looked at her questioningly as he filled his glass. “What’s up? You look like you have a million pounds weighing you down.”

  Stassi nodded and took another sip of wine, her brows furrowed, but she remained silent.

  “I love this dress.” He said, his fingers playing along the hem of the material.

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome.” When she went quiet again, he placed his hands on her thighs and turned her to face him. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”

  Stassi pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and chewed on it, then let out a heavy sigh and looked at him with defeated eyes. “I saw my father today.”

  Alec nodded as he ran his thumb over her knee in small, light circles. “Is that not good?”

  Stassi let out an exhausted laugh and picked up her wine. “You forget how much people don’t know until you realize they don’t know it.”

  “What the heck did you just say?” Alec chuckled.

  “Nothing. It’s just—” Stassi looked at him for a long moment, then put her glass down and straddled his lap.

  “Wow. What’s this?”

  She reached her hand down and grabbed his cock through his pants, squeezing and rubbing his quickly hardening erection. “This is my way of telling you I don’t want to talk about it right now.” She lowered the straps on her dress until her lace-covered breasts were visible.

  “Are you going to do this every time we try to have a serious conversation?” Alec asked as he rubbed his thumbs along her soft swells.

  “I don’t know.”

  “Fair enough. I won’t ask anymore. Not right now, at least.” Alec brushed her hair away from her face, then twisted the strands around his fingers and tucked them behind her shoulder. “I need you to know, whenever you do want to talk about it, I’m here. No matter what you need to tell me, I’ll be here for you. I’m not going anywhere.”

  “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” Her next words were barely above a whisper. “People always leave.”

  “I won’t.” Alec used his fingers to pull down the cups of her bra, exposing her perfectly hard nipples. They were pink and beautiful, and they practically called to him to put them in his mouth. He reached around Stassi and took her glass, then dipped his index and middle finger into the wine. He lazily traced her areola with the liquid, small drops of burgundy dripping onto her puckered, pink flesh.

  Stassi sighed above him, arching her back and grinding herself against him.

  He watched her face as he stuck his tongue out and licked the wine from her skin, careful not to graze over her nipple. He repeated the process with her other breast, getting harder each time she took a deep breath, causing the soft swells to push into his face. He got some more wine and finally put the liquid on her nipple, then sucked it into his mouth. Her flesh was hot against his tongue, and he was ready to get her home and sink inside her sweet heat. “Let’s go back to your place.”

  “Already? The fun is just getting started.”

  “There’s something I want to do, but we can’t do it here. Are you ready?”

  Stassi whimpered, but continued her movements against his cock. “Fine.”

  Chapter Ten

  The ride home was intense, to say the least. Alec followed behind her in his car, and even though the trip wasn’t long, maybe twenty-five minutes or so, it still felt like it took forever. Stassi’s sex ached, desperate for satisfaction, and she had to concentrate on not grinding against the seat.

  When they finally made it inside her apartment, she turned to face him, desperate for his kiss. His touch. Anything at all. “Okay, we’re here. So what did you have in mind?”

  Alec stalked toward her and began kissing her throat, alternating between light pecks and jolting nibbles. “I’ve had something on my mind ever since yesterday.”

  “Oh yeah?” Stassi slid her fingers between their bodies and began to unbuckle his belt. “You going to tell me about it?”

  “You told me when you need assistance, you grab a pillow. What does that mean?”

  Stassi giggled as she freed his belt from his pants and began to work on his zipper. “It means I masturbate with a pillow.”

  “That’s what I thought.” He slid his big hands underneath her dress and palmed her ass, kneading her flesh. “I want you to let me watch.”

  Stassi practically choked at his words. “Excuse me?”

  “You heard me.”

  Alec looked at her, and the intensity in his stare made her stomach flutter. “And why would I do that?”

  “I think you want to. Otherwise you wouldn’t have told me.”

  Stassi remained quiet as the scene played out in her mind. Her sex clenched and ached with the thought of his eyes on her, watching her in her most intimate and private of moments. Something nobody had ever witnessed her do.

  He took her hand and brought her closer until her body was flush with his.

  She broke out in goosebumps as his fingers found the hem of her dress, then pulled the material up and over her head. His hand
s traced the curves of her hips, then flirted with the elastic of her panties just before dipping them inside. “Show me.”

  She sighed at the way his breath tickled her ear as he whispered to her.

  “Show me how you get that perfect little body of yours off. I have to know. The thought is driving me insane.”

  Stassi let out a gasp as his long fingers slid into her slick center. She groaned and rolled her hips forward. She wanted more. Needed more. Craved what only Alec could give her. “Would you like that? To see how I grind myself to an orgasm? Will you stroke yourself while you watch?”

  “Do you want me to?”

  “Yes.”

  “Okay. But first, I want you to taste how excited you are.” Alec removed his hand and held his fingers in front of her. He didn’t try to force them in her mouth like so many others had. Didn’t grab her hair and pull her head back so she’d have no choice. He simply stood, his eyes trained on hers, and waited.

  She took his hand and met his gaze, then opened her lips and lowered her mouth until his digits were as far as they would go. His breathing quickened. She could see his chest rise and fall in heated breaths, and it only turned her on more. She wanted to please him. Wanted to make him crave her as much as she craved him. She raised her eyebrow slightly, then closed her lips around his wet fingers and sucked.

  He growled and wiggled them in her mouth, and she happily swirled her tongue in lazy circles.

  She opened her mouth and let his fingers slide out over her lips, then took his hand and pushed it back into her shorts. He curled his fingers as she slid them into her center, in and out, back and forth, in and out. Her pussy clenched around him, and she felt herself getting close to the edge. To her release.

  She stared at Alec’s body, tense and tight. His eyes were half closed, heavy with obvious lust as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.

  “Wait,” she gasped. She couldn’t fall apart. Not yet. He wanted to see her get herself off, and she planned to show him, but first…

  She pulled his hand out of her panties and pressed it to her bra.

  He growled as he pulled her tits out over the cups, then rolled his wet fingers over her hard nipples, her pink skin now shiny from her juices. He leaned down and pulled her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.

  She groaned and wrapped one leg around his waist, grinding her center against the now fully hard erection in his jeans.

  He bathed her nipple with his tongue, then sank his teeth into the soft curve of her breast. “Show me.”

  She led him to the bedroom and took in deep, shaky lungsful of air as she sat him on the edge of the bed. She took off her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Neither spoke as she went to her closet and took out her large pillow, but she could feel his eyes on her back as she did so. The way he watched her was like a caress. She felt it.

  The air was thick with, hell, she didn’t know what. Lust? Anticipation? Passion? Expectation? All of it? All she knew was she could barely breathe. Her legs shook. Her swollen clit ached and pulsed.

  She placed the pillow on the bed, then turned to look at him. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and, one centimeter at a time, shimmied them down her legs. “Take off your clothes.”

  Alec remained silent, but did as requested. He quickly undressed, then took his place again on the side of her bed, but this time he turned around so he could face her.

  Stassi grabbed the pillow and held it still, and as Alec’s eyes bore into hers, she straddled it.

  “Fuck, Stassi.” Alec growled through clenched teeth as his cock began to harden even more. He leaned forward on one hand until his face wasn’t too far from her pussy. The way he watched it, like he was mesmerized, made Stassi’s ache almost unbearable. He stroked his cock, long and slow, and a tiny bead of precum formed on the tip. “Show me. Now.”

  Stassi leaned forward until she rested on her elbows and grabbed the comforter, using it to help her grind her center against the pillow.

  “What does it feel like?” Alec asked as he continued to stroke himself. “Describe it to me.”

  “It…” Stassi couldn’t speak. The sensation was too much. Too great. The feeling of the soft pillow on her most sensitive spot, the sight of Alec watching her, getting off to her getting herself off. After all the things she’d been a part of, all the parties she’d gone to, the experiences she’d had, this was the most erotic moment of her life.

  “Tell me.”

  “The pillow…when I straddle it this way…it touches everything. From my clit…all the way…down. So when I grind against it, it’s everywhere. I…” She paused for a moment as the sensation rolled through her, then slowed down before she came. She didn’t want to finish. Not yet. She wanted to hold onto this moment for as long as she could. The way Alec’s eyes burned into hers. His gaze wasn’t even on her body anymore. He was concentrating on her face.

  “Were you about to come?”

  “Yes.”

  “Why’d you stop?”

  “Because I don’t want this to end.”

  Alec got up on his knees and scooted toward her. He placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back so that she still straddled the pillow, but was in an upright position instead of bent over. “Does it still feel good this way?”

  Stassi spread her legs a little wider so the pillow could come into more contact with her wet and swollen flesh. She moved back and forth, grinding herself against the soft material. “Yes.”

  “Good. Keep doing that. And this time, if you’re about to come, don’t stop.”

  Stassi leaned back until her palms were on the bed, and continued to move back and forth. She watched as Alec leaned in front of her, his eyes locked on where her pussy rubbed against the now soaked fabric.

  Alec placed both hands on her thighs as she continued to ride the pillow, and before she could realize what he had planned, she felt his mouth.

  “Oh…fuuuck.” Stassi gasped over and over as his hot and wet tongue lapped at her clit, sucking it into his mouth and twirling his tongue around her sensitive bundle of nerves. She began to grind faster, the telltale signs of an orgasm quickly approaching. Her center clenched, begging for release. Her clit ached and tingled as he pulled it into his mouth, nibbling at it, massaging it with his lips. Her orgasm was close, on the verge of ripping through her body, and she chased it, desperate for the euphoric bliss it promised. She ground again and again, until Alec finally pulled her clit into his mouth and sucked in a quick, pulsating rhythm.

  He wrapped his hand around her breast and squeezed and rolled her nipple between his fingers.

  Stassi grabbed his hair with one hand pulled him closer as she came. “Alec, oh God, Alec, Alec, Alec…” She trailed off as the orgasm overtook every inch of her body. Her release had grabbed onto her and wouldn’t let go. It sang out over every inch of skin, every nerve, and every time her pussy rubbed against the material in time with the suction of his mouth on her clit, she only fell further into the sensation. Her nipples puckered, her stomach shook, her pussy tightened. It was the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had…and it was only Alec and her in the room. Two people. Enjoying each other. Making the other come. Giving the other pleasure.

  Alec grabbed her arms and lifted her off the pillow. He tossed her so she laid on her back, then threw the pillow off the bed. “Let me see.” He gripped her thighs and spread her legs, staring at her quivering pussy. “Jesus, Stassi. I can’t…I don’t know what to say. That was…” He got a tighter grip on her thighs and pulled her legs a little wider.

  The cool air against her hot and wet flesh made her sex tingle, and she knew the evidence of her orgasm must be visible.

  “I need to taste you.”

  Before what he’d said could register, he’d leaned forward and his soft, flat tongue traveled up the center of her pussy, licking up every ounce of her satisfaction.

  “Fuuuck, Stassi. You taste too good, baby. So fucking sweet.” He tasted her again with long, deep licks to
her center.

  She arched her back off the bed and gripped the comforter. She’d never imagined it could be this good. Never in a million years did she think this was possible. “Fuck me, Alec. Please. Please fuck me.”

  Alec growled into her wet flesh, then pulled her clit into his mouth, sucking it over and over until he finally released it with a pop. He crawled up her body and rubbed the head of his cock against her opening. “You desperate for my cock, baby?”

  “Yes. God, yes.” She reached over and yanked open the drawer, then grabbed a condom and tossed it to Alec. She panted and squirmed as her body demanded some sort of friction. To be filled. She squeezed her sex in an attempt to gain some small relief, but nothing helped. Nothing could help except for the man in front of her. The man with his eyes pinned on hers, tongue gliding over his lips as he rolled the condom over his hard length.

  He settled in between her legs, and in one smooth, deep, powerful thrust, sheathed himself inside her.

  Stassi groaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, her fingers spread out over his chest as he pulled out and surged back in again. She rocked her hips underneath him, sighing with pleasure each time his cock hit her sensitive spot.

  “You have no idea what you’ve done to me,” he ground out before he crushed his lips to hers. His tongue filled her mouth, and she greedily closed her lips around it and sucked.

  He responded with harder thrusts. Deeper. Faster.

  She extended her arms above her head and placed her palms on the wall. She pressed against it to steady herself as he continued to enter her, the force of his movements sending delicious shivers up and down her body.

  He hooked his thumb into the side of her mouth as he continued to kiss her, then reached down and swirled it in large, lazy circles over her clit.

  She gasped into his mouth, and he broke their kiss long enough to whisper over her lips. “You’ve ruined me, Stassi. Don’t you see? You’ve destroyed me.” He pushed himself up and grabbed her leg, then turned her sideways until he straddled her bottom leg, her top leg slung over his shoulder, the new position allowing him to go deeper still.