by Rie Warren
Leelee whispered soothingly to me, her hands smoothing up and down my back. Her touch was amplified against my bare torso, heating my skin, changing the mood between us as surely as any words could. She pulled back enough to drag one hand over my chest, down to the muscles of my abs.
When her fingers skated across clenching muscles, drifting through coarse hair, I let out a hoarse curse. She teasingly dropped her hands lower then drifted them higher again.
With both hands pressed against my chest, she flirted, “Just kiss the girl, huh?”
“Yes,” I growled, yanking her against me.
Her lips were perfect, so fucking soft. I attacked her. Spine-tingling, ball-bursting pleasure exploded inside of me when she met the ferocity of my kiss with a moan. Her tongue grazed my mouth and that was it. I pulled at her top lip then the bottom, tasting them one at a time and twisting my hand around her ponytail. My tongue thrusting in and out of her mouth like I intended to tongue-fuck her pussy, my other hand ran inside the back of her sweatshirt, grasping her to me.
Breathy whimpers spilled out of Leelee. Our heads angled for the kind of fit that made fireworks go off in my body. I broke away with a groan but didn’t go far. I pulled her ponytail until her neck arched.
“Oh, God, Josh.”
That’s right.
Her neck to her sexy bared shoulder was mine for the taking. I wielded the flat of my tongue along the sensitive skin of her throat, and she shivered in my arms. As soon as she moaned, I stayed right where I was, at the dip of her collarbone. Kissing, nibbling, sucking her sweet flesh until she started a hypnotic grind on my cock and my name escaped her mouth with every gasp.
My hands slid around to her tummy. My mouth moved slowly to her shoulder, leaving love bites along the way. Under the sweatshirt, I caressed from hip to hip, and upward until the backs of my fingers grazed the undersides of her breasts. I wanted to palm those heavy tits, and I wanted to gorge myself on the sight of my tanned hands against her ivory skin.
“Take it off,” I demanded.
Emerald colored eyes opened halfway. I ducked down to her mouth again, feverish for her lips. I scraped my teeth over her tongue and withdrew, commanding once again, “Take the top off, Leelee.”
She hit me with a smile that zeroed in on my cock crushed inside the leathers. With the hem of the sweatshirt clasped in both hands, she scooped it up. Over her belly, taut from her workouts but soft like a woman’s should be, up to the bottom of her breasts, revealing full feminine curves I was gonna have a field day on. When she finally tossed the sweatshirt aside, my breath stopped.
“Leelee.” Her name rasped from me, hunger in each note.
One second I was reclining against the headboard, the next I was face-to-face with the most gorgeous pair of tits I’d ever seen. They filled my palms, and just like I thought, my rough tanned skin against her pale softness was a major turn on.
I looked up at her. “These for me?” I squeezed until they bulged between my fingers and she gasped, nodding her head.
My palms scraped down her breasts, the workingman’s calluses turning her skin pink and filling her nipples with deep color. I circled both handfuls lightly, teasing Leelee. Her head dropped down to watch me, and when she licked her lips, I leaped up to wet them for her with my tongue. Her cry filled my mouth when I pinched both buds between my thumbs and forefingers. I pulled her breasts taut then let them drop, a deep laugh rumbling from me when they bounced on her chest.
“Fuckin’ gorgeous, babe.”
When I lay back, I moved Leelee with me, using the notch of her small waist to guide her over me. Bed pillows beneath my head and twin pillows of flesh dangling over my mouth. Fucking Heaven. I popped one pink cherry between my lips and suckled hard. Leelee opened her legs wider over my thighs and pressed into my hard-on with tight licks of her hips.
She rode me like a goddamn pro, moaning every time our hips rocked against each other. Pushing both breasts together, I lapped the circumference until they were slippery between my hands then feasted off both nipples at the same time. My lips smacked, my tongue swirled. My teeth nibbled, and every chance I got, I pulled up to kiss the hell out of her again. I grabbed her ass, shoved her onto my thrusting hips, working her up and down my cock. My face buried deep in her cleavage, I thumbed her nipples while she went wild above me.
Her orgasm was loud, long, and the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever experienced.
I was so hard my dick was a goddamn rod inside the leather pants.
I didn’t wait for Leelee to come down or calm down. One finger hooked in the low waist of her sweats, I tugged. “Let’s see that pretty pussy, babe.”
Her dazed eyes slowly opened. Her lips curved. Her breasts were swollen, wet, shiny. Leelee took over from me, slipping her fingers into the sweatpants. She lowered them from her hips, popped them over her ass and slid them down her thighs and off her feet.
Rising up, she kneeled between my legs. Her thighs were closed but I saw enough to know I wanted more. I wanted in. I wanted now. A fluff of downy red curls lay in a thin strip above a peek of pussy lips that curved inward, hiding all her hot secrets. I reached for her inner thighs to spread them wide, but she gripped my wrists.
“Uh uh. Not so fast, Stone.”
All that creamy skin called to me, and damn if her pussy didn’t glisten. I could’ve broken her hold and had her beneath me screaming for more if I wanted, but I relaxed back. “What do you want?”
“Stand up and show me what you got, stud.”
Rising to my elbows, I plucked her lips between mine. I made one pass, then another, going back for more as I ran my hand between her thighs, seeking the promised land of her pussy.
Leelee withdrew. She growled. “Get ’em off.”
“Hair down first, babe.” I laid my hand on my cock and stroked it through the pants. “You wanna see this again, I want to see your hair down.” Fuck, I wanted to feel it, all over my skin.
Her arms raised but I was there first. “Allow me.”
I unrolled the elastic and her hair tumbled over my arms, along her back. It was soft as silk, just like her skin, and smelled like her perfume. I grabbed her to me. I crammed my hands into her hair, licking the shell of her ear.
Her moist breaths gusted against my cheek. “Josh!” Fingernails digging into my biceps, she struggled back. Pointing at my pants, she said, “Off. Now.”
I lifted my hips to do the honors and hesitated. “Are you sure?”
“You know I’m not a virgin.”
“You make me feel like one.” Heat filled all my extremities, extended my cock, made me flush. I had never felt like this—unsure, hopeful . . . completely goddamn desperate. I wanted her, beneath me, beside me, in my bed at home. I wanted Leelee for years to come. “I’m not wearing anything underneath,” I warned.
The throaty laugh of a temptress trickled over me. Her fingers traipsed across the rigid length of my shaft busting at the seams. “That’s been pretty evident all night, sug.”
She sat there on her knees before me like an angel. The haze of her red hair fell around her shoulders and over her gravity defying tits that were too plush to be anything but au naturel. Her legs pressed together as more filthy words fell from her mouth. “If you don’t take ’em off, I’m gonna make you come in your pants and that won’t be half as much fun as coming down my throat, will it?”
No, it wouldn’t.
The excruciating metallic grab of the zipper set my nuts on edge. Once undone, the placket held tight to my thickness. I scraped the leathers down my thighs and calves, kicking them off my feet. A drop of sweat rolled down my temple just as a drop of pre-come released from the head of my cock.
Thick, long, fully hard, my cock stood against my belly, absolutely ready for Leelee.
“Whoa, big boy.”
As if my dick needed any more encouragement. My balls plumped up harder, heavy weights lifting on command.
“So beautiful, Josh.” She crawled toward me, f
ingers skimming me.
My groin jumped. My hips pumped. Her touch fell away.
“You certainly don’t have a problem getting it up for girls, huh?”
If only she knew how little she had to do—starting with breathing, for instance—for me to get hard. “Correction, babe, I don’t have a problem gettin’ it up for you.” In fact, all the other women were nothing but blips in my background compared to this, compared to her.
“I want to do this right.”
Leelee wrapping her lips around my cock in any permutation sounded just about right to me. “Huh?”
She backed off the bed, those tits swaying, their bright pink nipples swollen from my fingers and my mouth. “I want to suck your cock right. Stand up so I can get on my knees.”
Fuck me. Now I knew where she got her ideas. The sexy mouth on her just made every last ounce of blood pulse through my cock until it was so hard it hurt. I jumped to the floor. She stood before me. All that candy floss hair slipped over my chest while Leelee teasingly tongued my stomach, my groin, my thighs, going lower and lower, never once touching my dick.
Her hands curled around my thighs, cupped my ass. She licked my pelvic grooves, one side then the other, brushing her cheek against my bottle rocket cock. Pulling my length down—but not stroking, not sucking—Leelee lapped my abs.
Fists clenching, teeth grinding, I knocked my head back.
“Put it in my mouth, Stone.” A naughty glimmer shone in her darkening irises. Her dirty mouth drove me crazy and I wasn’t even in it yet.
Shuddering from head to toe, I fisted my dick with my hand covering hers and lifted her chin. I tapped my rod against her parted lips. “Want this, babe?”
She tossed her hair back. “I want your cock in the back of my throat.”
“Open up.”
She craned her neck, slid out her tongue. I placed my tip—so full it pulsed—into her mouth.
“Lick it,” I said.
Leelee rolled her tongue over the head and I yelled. My hands balled beside me, every impulse screaming at me to plunge down her throat. I held off, watching her. She lapped every jutting vein, sucking my meat between her lips.
“Yeah, lick it hard,” I grunted.
Slippery from her lips, I shouted when she moved down to my balls. She pulled one inside then the other and lapped like a kitty at a bowl full of milk.
A tantalizing grin formed on her mouth when she jerked my cock between two tight fists. “You can put your hands in my hair, you know.”
Woman of my dreams? Fuck. Woman of my wet dreams. I didn’t want to pull her, didn’t want to rush her, but I definitely wanted some of that hair. I took two handfuls, spread my thighs wider, and fucked down into her mouth.
Her head moved between my hands, her lush lips tight over me. Her tits swung with every long lunge of my cock. She bobbed up and down with mind-destroying suction. Her nails on my stomach clawed down, leaving red trails and jerking muscle in their wake. Every joint in my body tightened when she nosed my pubes. I groaned when she sucked up and off my cock, and licked her lips.
“I’m gonna come in your mouth.” I fucked her face hard and fast for several long thrusts.
Leelee pulled back long enough to flash a wicked grin. “Do it.”
Then I was lodged in her throat, clasping her hair, her head, curling over her as come shot out of my cock and every muscle in my body seized. Drops of semen slipped from the corners of her mouth. I pushed it back in, groaning when she sucked my fingertips alongside the head of my cock.
“Sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen, Leelee.”
Licking her lips, she smiled. “I’ve wanted to do that since I saw you masturbating.”
And I’m a goner.
I threw her onto the bed. Instantly, insanely hard again, I parted the lips of her pussy with two fingers, working my thumb up and around her clit. Her hips rose, following my actions as I leaned to blow across the fiery line of her hair. She was glossy, slick with want. Circling my thumb slowly, I chuckled when she gasped, dripping onto my knuckles as I held her spread and open. Easing one finger inside of her, I watched as I pulled it out, shiny with her juices. Tucking in a second finger, I pressed harder, listening to the wet slurp of her flesh gripping me.
Then my mouth was on her. I pulled her lips into my mouth, tonguing the sweet frills. Her fingers twisted into my hair the way her hips undulated up to my mouth. I murmured against her about how hot she was, how smooth and wet. More heat flooded my tongue, the tongue I used to lick her up and down, inside and out. Always teasing the tight swell of her clit. Our noises grew louder. Leelee mewled and moaned. I sucked and ate her out. Pumping her with three fingers, I snatched her clit between my lips, driving her into climax.
Leelee screamed in release, her head thrown back, her eyes screwed shut. Drawing out of her, I replaced my mouth and hand with my cock. The head was purplish, veins throbbing up and down my shaft. The dark intense color looked unbelievable against the swollen pink spread of her cunt. I slid my length up and down her, catching the ridge of the crown against her clit. Her eyes opened, almost black they were so dark with lust.
I could barely breathe when I fisted my cock, lowering it slowly down to her saturated opening. “Condoms?” My voice was unrecognizable, low and animalistic.
I was in fucking heat. I had a couple in my wallet, but of course I didn’t have my wallet on me, just the damn leathers, iPhone, and the lanyard, all long discarded.
She waved around the room, her slick pussy maddening me as it sucked at my cockhead, giving it hot wet kisses.
I clenched my jaw, slowly thrusting just my tip in and out of her. On another crazy short plunge, I held myself there, just at her entrance, barely inside of her. Her flesh stretched for me, from me. Lips puffy and full. Sliding my hand down my shaft, I gently plucked at those lips where they pulled out and around the rigid cliff of my cockhead.
“Where?” My hips jerked, my thighs quaked. The muscles in my stomach and chest stood out as I restrained myself. I needed to fuck Leelee. Now.
“Oooh, oh fuck, Josh!” Her moan almost set me off. “In my red suitcase. I have a stash.”
“A stash?”
A dangerous smile played across her lips. She lay with her arms stretched overhead, back arched, breasts high. “Mmm. Oh, that’s nothin’. All part and parcel of the job.”
I slid from the bed, padding to the suitcase she indicated. Digging through her debris, I found a Ziploc full of rubbers. I returned, ripping one open and throwing the rest on the nightstand.
Her gaze dragged to my hands while I rolled the condom down my shaft. “You should see the collection of sex toys I’ve got at home.”
And that was my breaking point. I pounced on her and in one long lunge, seated myself balls deep inside. She cried out and I grunted in shock at her tight fit. So fucking hard I could’ve devoured her in an instant, I could’ve gone off in a second, I stilled inside of her.
“Jesus, babe.”
“Uhhh . . .” she whined.
Grabbing her ass in both hands, I drove even deeper, growling with the impact. The condom did nothing to hide her heat, her wet sheath, her tight cunt gripping me. I pulled completely out. I jerked her hand down and clamped it around me with a yell. I watched her palm the heavy weight as pure wild need crashed through me.
“That what you want?”
Leelee frantically nodded her head. “Yes, yes.”
“You got it.” I removed her hand and slammed into her, shoving her back to the mattress.
Sucking her nipples, licking her throat, groaning into her hair, I rammed her with my entire length, impaling her over and over again.
“I’m gonna, I’m gonna!” Her back bent off the bed. Her pelvis thrashed against mine as I ground down onto her.
With a rough kiss, I swallowed her scream. “Yeah. Come, Leelee.”
I grabbed her ankles and drew her legs around my hips. Holding her there, I continued to fuck her like a madman. Her pale pin
k pussy engulfed me, squeezed me. Her shouts surrounded me. I finally succumbed to the orgasm tearing through my body. It pulled up my balls, rocketed through my shaft and exploded out of the tip of my cock. I clenched my teeth so hard I could’ve busted a molar.
I withdrew slowly. Leelee all but purred beneath me. The full condom pulled off, tied up and tossed away, I enfolded her in my arms. Yes. Her breasts teased against my chest, her fingers toyed with my treasure trail, her leg slid between mine.
And I got to play with all that glorious hair.
Later, Leelee rode me while I sucked her nipples, kneading her tits. She knew exactly how fast to go and when to hold off and swivel her hips with me fully inside her. On the edge of orgasm for what felt like torturous hours, she only gave in when I begged her to fuck me fast and hard. So hungry for her as she clenched around me, I practically ate her puffy pink nipples off her body like sugarcoated candy. A swift orgasm seared through me, violent enough to turn my vision white.
It didn’t take long for me to want another go at her when she spooned in front of me. I slid one hand over her smooth hip onto her stomach, dipping my fingers into her slit. The condom went on fast when she lifted her thigh for me to take her from behind. It was slow and steady, this fucking. Unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. I leaned back enough to watch my cock enter and drag out of her, inflamed by the sight. But there was something else I wanted to watch more.
“Turn around, babe. I wanna see you.”
She complied with a sinuous roll. Then I fucked her solidly for as long as I could, the same steady pace making her sigh and smile, then gasp and writhe. We came together when I speeded my thrusts, her face buried in my neck, teeth nipping.
While she slept, I stayed awake and held her. All the fucking and fleeing of my past, all the fucking and fighting with Claire had never felt like this. How the hell could I be falling in love with a woman I’d just met when I’d avoided it for so many years?
And why did that idea make me grin like a fool, instead of send me into a full-blown panic attack? I squeezed Leelee harder, and she shifted in her sleep. Moments later, she stiffened in my arms.