by Kara Kross
I took her hand and kissed it, “You’re right. You’ll want to be rested for our date tomorrow.”
“Date?”
Chapter 4
Lorena
Casey had given me his phone number. That was the irrefutable evidence that our night together was real. He had done his best to spoil me, he had listened to me and most of all, he had kissed me.
The feel of his hands around my shoulders and the smell of his cologne plagued me the rest of the evening. I was at home in bed staring at the ceiling thinking about what it would be like to stare up at him instead. To have his bare, broad chest pressed against me as we shared another kiss.
The next morning as I drove to work, I convinced myself it was a mistake. Casey was either drunk or unnecessarily polite.
I hid in the administrative offices for the duration of the planning day, grateful I didn’t have to focus in front of a classroom with Casey on my mind.
Sonja was seated at her desk working away. Relatively new to the school district, Sonja was pleasant and the only other single woman my age in the whole building.
“You seem tired. Did you stay up all night partying?” Sonja handed me a cup of coffee and took a seat across from me. “Or did a charming prince sweep you off your feet and into his bed?”
“Well, I…”
My hesitation was like blood in the water to a shark. Sonja attacked.
“You did! You met someone! Tell me, what’s he like? Handsome?”
“Yes, tall, dark hair and dark eyes. Kind of intense. When he looks at me it’s like he’s trying to hypnotize me.”
“More like seduce you! So, what’s his name?”
“Casey Allred.”
“Name doesn’t ring a bell. Is he married?”
“I don’t know.”
“Was he there with someone?”
“His friend Liz but she went home with--Hey! What’s with all the questions?”
“I’m excited for you!”
I sat back in my chair and sighed, “There’s nothing to be excited about. He was a friend of a friend of my sister. He was probably just humoring me by talking with me. End of story.”
“Talking? Is that all.” Sonja’s sly smile made it clear she didn’t believe me.
The tips of my ears turned red.
“You slept with him!?”
“SHHHH!! Keep your voice down! No! I didn’t!”
“Third base then? Like did you get your hand down his pants? How big is it?”
“Sonja, we kissed,” I said, “that’s all.”
“Did he give you his number?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Then I’m sure he’ll call.”
“In what world, scratch that, in what galaxy do you live? Why would some hot rich guy call me? A guy who can have any girl he wants? A guy who could have a million Kristi’s if he snapped his fingers?”
“Maybe he doesn’t want a million Kristi’s, maybe he wants just you.” Sonja playfully tapped my desk as she stood up. “When he calls, you owe me ‘I told you so’ drinks.”
When I got home that night I was overjoyed to get in my pajamas and settle in on the sofa. I was surfing the channels trying to decide what to watch when my phone rang.
“Hello, beautiful.”
“Casey?”
“Who else? Now, about that date.”
“Listen, it’s nice of you to offer but I’ve already turned in for the night.”
“Oh? Are you in bed? What are you wearing?”
“Sweatpants.”
“Very sexy.”
“Oh haha.”
“Who’s joking? Anything you wear would be sexy to me, though I’d like it better if you weren’t wearing anything at all.”
“They have hotlines for that sort of thing, ya’ know.”
“How many times do I have to say I’m not interested in anyone but you?”
“3,241 and a half.”
“It makes sense that a scientist would be precise.”
“I’m a teacher, not a scientist.”
“What you are, Lorena, is perfect. When I kissed you last night there were fireworks and I know you felt it too. I’ve never felt like that about anyone before. You’re my soulmate.”
I sat in silence for a moment. The sincerity in his voice was surprising. Casey was speaking from the heart, I could tell but I didn’t know how to respond.
“Lorena, let me prove it to you--that we’re meant to be together.”
“A-alright.”
“Head upstairs and take a look out of your bedroom window.”
“What, are you going to be standing there with a boombox?”
“Not exactly.”
I climbed the stairs, anxious about what I might find. When I looked out the window, I saw Casey standing next to a limousine wearing a tux. I almost dropped my phone.
Chapter 5
Casey
Before coming out of the house, Lorena had thrown a robe over her clothes and put on some flip flops. She looked like a college student getting ready to shop at a twenty-four-hour supermarket. It was adorable.
I opened the door to the limo for her.
“I hope we’re going through a drive-through. I’m not dressed for anything else.”
“Don’t worry about that. I’ve taken care of it.”
My driver took us to a friend’s boutique and dropped us off.
“Casey, this place looks so upscale!”
“It is. It’s a small clothier that does business with my family.” I saw Lorena freeze when I reached for the door handle.
“We’re going in?”
“Of course.”
Fredrik, the shopkeeper, escorted Lorena to a dressing room in the back. About a half-hour later, Lorena emerged. She was wearing choice number four; a black high-low satin cocktail dress. A triple strand of pearls hung around her neck and her hair rested on her shoulders. She looked glamorous.
“So, what do you think?” Lorena looked in my direction but not directly at me.
She could feel me staring I’m sure. My eyes wandered over every bit of exposed skin as I fantasized about kissing her all over.
“It’s kind of awkward to be so dressed up but not have any makeup on.”
“Makeup?” I stood up and walked over to Lorena.
Taking her hand I turned her in a half-circle to face the mirrors.
“You don’t need makeup.”
After our goodbyes, it was time for dinner. I’d made reservations at a private dining club for us. There was a table set for two in a comfortably decorated room overlooking the city.
“Wow! You can really see the night sky from here.”
“I knew you would enjoy the view, considering your reaction to the moon last night.”
Lorena placed her hands on the window as she got closer to it. I bit my lip. All alone in this room, it would be so easy to press her against that glass and make her mine. Imagining her breath fogging up the window and seeing her blissful expression as I sank deeper inside her made me hard.
I took my seat, “care for a drink before the first course is served?”
Lorena nodded. She must’ve felt embarrassed for lingering at the window.
“More champagne?”
“It’s my favorite,” I smiled and poured her a glass.
“That’s a bottle I’ve never seen before.”
“Not surprising, it’s imported.”
Lorena took a moment to enjoy the fragrance of the champagne before tasting it. It’s flavor lit up her face and that warmed my heart.
Six courses later, we were taking the elevator to the roof.
“Is there a bar up here?”
“No.”
“A dance floor?” She laughed.
“No.”
“An observation deck then.”
“Not exactly.”
When the elevator finally stopped, we exited and had to climb two more flights of stairs.
“What’s that noise?” Lorena covered her ears with her pal
ms out of reflex.
“I’m sure it’s just the wind.” I used my key card to open the last door.
“A helicopter?! Casey? Are you kidding me?”
“You aren’t afraid of heights are you?”
The ride was a scenic one. Lorena’s eyes were fixed on the changing sky the whole time. She held my hand and kept squeezing it when she saw something particularly delightful. When we touched down on the roof of our destination, she seemed a little deflated.
“We can’t stay in the air all night.” I draped my arm over her shoulder and pulled her in for a forehead kiss. “Besides, I’m sure you’ll like this too.”
I had managed to find out from Kristi enough about Lorena to add a few truly personal touches to our night. I’d hired a cellist to serenade us while we enjoyed a nightcap in a private room.
The exclusive space was set with a small riser at the front for the musician. At the center was a white, rollback sofa shaped like an oblong “c.” It was so deep it was like laying down when I sat on it.
“This is so comfy!” Lorena had taken off her shoes and was tucking in next to me.
She stretched her legs along the length of the sofa, then looked up at me with an energetic smile.
“I’ve never been to a private concert before. Well, I’ve never been on a date like this before period. Thank you.”
Before I could respond, there was a knock at the door and two people entered. One was the cellist, the other a waiter. The cellist took her spot on the risers. The waiter sat a small table next to us then placed a tray of small desserts on it.
“The Madamoiselle sends her compliments,” the short man bowed and left.
“Madamoiselle?”
“Liz. This hotel is one of hers. She knew I was bringing you here tonight.” I picked up a bit of chocolate and touched it to Lorena’s lips as the music started.
She opened her mouth impishly and consumed it, “this has to be the best chocolate I’ve ever had! Let me guess, imported?”
I laughed.
“Here, hand me that tray.” Lorena shifted her weight so she could reach.
“I can just give you what you want.”
“What I want...is to give you a piece too…” her bashful smile was back.
“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” I picked up a truffle and held it out to her, “I bite.”
The performance lasted just under an hour but we’d finished the wine and chocolate too quickly for it to be a true nightcap.
“The bar downstairs will be open for another hour or so. Would you like to finish up there?”
Lorena sat up. Her arms slithered around my neck bringing our bodies closer together. She pressed her lips against mine, sighing against my mouth.
“Casey, this is a hotel...right?”
I stole another kiss, “It is.”
“Then, do you...have a room here?”
Chapter 6
Lorena
I thought my heart was going to leap into my throat when I said those words, but I had to say them. After a night like that, all the perfect little touches, the only thing I wanted was to go to bed with him.
Our kiss at the wedding had been truly magical. It had started us down the path of romance. I would have been happy just having that as a memory but he gave me so much more, an experience I didn’t know was possible. I was grateful and didn’t care if it all ended in the morning when I found myself alone.
“This is a fairly popular place so there aren’t any standard rooms available this evening. We’ll be using the penthouse suite.”
Casey opened the doors to the expansive room then scooped me up in his arms.
“I thought now would be the perfect time to practice.”
“Practice?”
“Carrying you across the threshold.”
He stole a kiss from me as he carried me to the bedroom. He all but tossed me on the bed then lept on me. Even in his formal wear, I could feel how firm his muscles were and how hard he was. My hands reached for his belt buckle but he backed away.
“Let me lock up first,” he said, “I don’t want to be disturbed under any circumstance.”
Casey was only gone a few minutes but my mind raced the whole time. This gorgeous man was about to press his body against mine... into mine. He was going to enjoy every inch of me. The thought of complete surrender to such an Adonis made me wetter than I ever had been.
“Sorry to have kept you waiting,” he said, re-entering the room and removing his shoes and jacket. He knelt at the end of the bed, straddling my feet. His fingers worked their way into his necktie to loosen it, then he focused on his buttons. He removed his shirt slowly but stopped there. Carefully, he lifted each one of my feet to remove the expensive shoes he’d purchased for me. He kissed the sole of my foot, then crawled forward, parting my legs with his knees.
“You seemed so eager a moment ago, I’ll let you do the honors.” Casey reached for my hands.
He placed them on his belt buckle. I unfastened it then went for the zipper. He stayed perfectly still as I shifted my weight to get a better grip on his pants. In a single, cautious, motion, I pulled down his slacks and his underwear, exposing his huge throbbing cock.
There were butterflies in my stomach. I’d never seen a member so imposing before. It was thick and twitching and wrapped in an intoxicating manly scent. I was dying for a taste.
I got closer and traced the head with my tongue before cupping it with my mouth. I could feel my jaw stretching to accommodate him as he slid his shaft across my tongue. He was approaching the back of my throat but there was so much more of him to take in. His veins pulsed against the walls of my mouth as he began to move.
“Fuck, Lorena, this feels amazing.” Casey put his hands in my hair gently.
I could tell he was trying to control himself. He didn’t want to choke me with his massive cock but he was getting more and more aroused. Every time his head grazed the roof of my mouth his back arched, pushing another centimeter inside. I wrapped my hands around the remainder of his shaft and stroked. The salty flavor of his skin was building up in my mouth and I was ready to taste his come.
He picked up the pace, the sound of my sucking and moaning making him even harder. He was ready to explode, or at least I thought he was until he pulled out. I held his member in my hands as he pressed me against his body. His pheromones were driving me crazy. I stroked his cock and took his balls in my mouth. Licking his scrotum carefully, I worked the head of his member until I was sure he was on a razor’s edge. Anxious to taste him, I took in as much of his cock as I could, just in time for his come to coat the inside of my mouth and throat. It was too much to swallow.
“That was unbelievable.” Casey ran his fingers through my hair and pushed me backward on the bed.
“Shouldn’t I take this dress off?”
“Don’t worry.” There was a mischevious look in Casey’s eye.
He found the invisible zipper at the back of the dress and had me out of the expensive gown in seconds. I shivered. The room was much colder now that I was naked. My nipples were hard and all I wanted was for Casey to warm me up with his body. Instead, he tucked his head between my legs to kiss my thighs. He peppered them with tiny kisses and playful bites. Each time I shook or squealed he laughed.
“God...you got this wet just by sucking me off?” He teased, “or have you been this wet all night?”
I could feel his fingers slick over my glossy lips before delving into my slit.
“You’re already squeezing me so tightly, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to fit my cock in you.”
Casey curled his fingers forward, pressing against my g-spot. My back arched and I rocked my hips against him, grinding his digits even further into me. Soon, I could feel my pussy spasming around him. My first orgasm had come so quickly.
“I bet you taste delicious.” Casey put his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean. “I was right.”
His head back between my legs, it w
as Casey’s tongue that explored me next. He gingerly rolled it across my clit before teasing my entrance with it. Finally, he closed his mouth over it and licked the full length of my pussy, making me wail with pleasure. All his teasing had made me hypersensitive and I was ready to climax again. But I was going to have to wait... Casey was having too much fun.
He took each one of my pussy lips in his mouth, in turn, for a playful bite then released them to focus on my clit again. Delicately he closed his lips around it to suck as his tongue taunted it in intervals. My desire kept mounting as I squirmed. I tried reaching for his hair, hoping to coax him in further, but he caught my wrists and held them. Casey played with my little pearl until I was a quivering mess. Finally, he let me come.
I closed my eyes as I screamed, thankful for the seclusion of the penthouse suite.
I lay there, trying to catch my breath and I felt his weight shift. Casey was aligning his body with mine. I opened my eyes to see him lowering his head to my breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth as he fondled the other. With a free hand, he guided my legs up and open. Holding my breath, I waited to feel the pressure that would fill me, but it didn’t come. Rather, Casey chose to grind the length of his shaft against me.
It was just as hot and pulsing as it was when it was in my mouth. The protruding veins excited my clit each time they slid over it. I was getting wetter, he was getting harder and I knew I could come again if he kept touching me like that. Casey moved deftly from one breast to another as he rubbed himself against me. My thighs started to shake. I was coming again. I wrapped my arms around Casey as I moaned. After three orgasms, the strength I had was fading.
Casey smoothed my hair away from my face then pressed the head of his cock against my entrance.
“Lorena, hang in there,” he said, “we’re just getting started.”
Chapter 7
Casey
Lorena’s voice was spellbinding. Every moan. Every sigh. The way she said my name and all but cried every time I made her come. It was like a drug. I needed more. I had to know what she was like when she completely surrendered to me. I wanted to see her completely helpless and at the mercy of my cock.
