“Come on, let’s go down to the restaurant for lunch. Who knows, maybe she’ll show up and you can get her name.”
Les shut his case and nodded. “Maybe. I am starving,” Les grinned. “Totally missed dinner last night.”
“I just bet you did,” Andy laughed. “No better reason for it.”
Les got in his car with the condoms and thought about how he and Andy lingered until the last possible second in that restaurant. Honey never came in and he went to California with a heavy heart, vowing to come back to Daytona often, every chance he could, to find his Honey.
He did, every break he got with no luck. He never encountered the people she was with that day, namely Keely, her cousin.
He and Andy started law school that fall and the work was a good distraction, one he needed and welcomed. After they graduated and passed the bar, Les took time off and spent a few months traveling with Andy, beginning with Daytona. He was disappointed again not to have run into Honey or anyone she knew the entire two weeks they were there.
Of course there were other women over the years, women who pleased him but didn’t keep his interest long. Not like the woman in the seat next to him, quietly accompanying him to his house. After a ten year absence, he was going to have her again. Just the thought of that, of being in her arms, her mouth, her body…
Les shivered and dropped the pedal. Suddenly, his house was too fucking far away.
Chapter Eight
Home Again
Kendra silently watched as Les quickly drove to his place in brooding silence. When he turned into a driveway about eight minutes later, far less than the fifteen he quoted, and she felt her ache for him escalate.
“Nice,” Kendra smiled when she looked at the house.
“I’ll give you a tour,” Les said beside her.
“Not tonight, you won’t,” Kendra grinned at him. “Just a small one of the bedroom is all I need or want.”
Les groaned and quickly exited his car. He frowned when Kendra had gotten out without waiting for him to open her door. He shrugged then grabbed her hand and walked to his door. Kendra took double steps to keep up with him.
Les unlocked the door and ushered her inside, locking it behind him. He tossed something on the table to the left with his keys. Kendra set her purse on an entry table to the right then took off her coat and tossed it on top of her purse. She walked to Les and pressed her body to his, her head tilted up for his kiss. He quickly obliged.
His tongue probed as he removed his own coat and threw it to the floor, they hastily removed their clothes then Les moved them, backing her to the table on the left. He let her go then reached out and, still kissing Kendra, he ripped a box open followed quickly by the familiar crinkling sound of a condom being ripped open.
Kendra gasped when Les gripped her thighs and easily lifted her to place her ass on the edge of the table, her legs tightened around his hard waist then, his mouth never leaving hers, he positioned at her opening and thrusted himself inside, hard and fast. He panted and felt he was going insane when her heat and wetness engulfed his steel.
“Yesssss,” Kendra moaned and gripped Les’ neck. She hadn’t felt this full since Daytona man was inside her. Her ‘babe’. She released his mouth then turning her head, she tightened her eyes and accepted his kisses and bites up and down her neck.
Kendra’s breasts smashed against Les, causing her immense pleasure as her sensitive nipples rubbed against his hard chest at every thrust he gave her, his right hand gripped her waist, his left: the table.
She heard the table scrape against the floor and stiffened when she felt them move.
“Needed a better grip. You’re okay. Trust me.”
“That’s better!” Les shouted. “Fuck!”
Les felt he couldn’t get deep enough as he white knuckled the table behind her and slammed hard and fast inside her, making their hot, sweaty skin smack into each other.
“Yes,” Kendra shouted back. “I’m… OH! OH! Please! More, baby, more!”
Kendra panted as Les quickly moved them to his floor and carefully put her on her back, on his coat, his cock never leaving her. His arms went behind her knees, holding them up as he thrusted all of himself inside, every inch and groaned as he felt himself hitting her back wall. She looked up at him as he gripped her waist, repeating his thrusting and felt her quiver. She closed her eyes and her head rolled back on the floor while a loud scream escaped her beautiful mouth.
Les couldn’t believe it but the sound, the ultimate sound of pleasure ripping from her throat hardened him more and shivered as he felt his sac tighten. He thrusted harder, pumping her fast and deep as she gripped his arms.
He didn’t know how she did it, but Kendra had rolled them so that he was on his back, and she rode him hard, slamming down on him while her breasts jumped in his face. Les reached up and grabbed them then sucked and licked the nipples as Kendra began to moan and writhed again.
“Oh, God! Oh, God! Another one!” Kendra screamed as she started moving faster and faster. Then she stilled, her face a puzzle as she bit her lip to keep the screaming under control. Les gripped her back then moved his hands to her shoulders, pulling her down to him, holding her tight as he rapidly pumped inside her. He shouted out his release in her ear, causing Kendra’s insides to shake and quiver with passion as she fought to regain her normal breathing. Les’ grip on her never wavered; he held her tight against him as though he never wanted to let her go.
A few minutes later, breathing normally and her knees beginning to hurt from the marble entry floor, Kendra wiggled out of Les’ grip and sat up with a relaxed and happy smile on her face.
“God, I so needed that,” she smiled down at him.
“Me, too,” Les grinned back, gripping her thighs, ensuring she didn’t move far from him.
“Mind if I shower before I go?”
Les frowned at her. “You want to leave already?”
“You’re not ready for me to go yet?”
“Fuck no,” Les scoffed. “Stay the night.”
Kendra grinned. Those were words she never heard before. “Okay,” she whispered then stood. “But I would like that shower now. You’ve gotten me all sweaty and stuff.”
“I’ll join you,” Les grinned as he stood. “Water shortage, you know. We should help with the preservation.”
“You’re right,” Kendra grinned. “Grab the condoms, just in case we get a little frisky in there.”
Les grabbed the condoms then with his free hand, he took Kendra’s hand and led her through his bedroom to his ensuite wet-room. The shower area had four nozzles and Les turned them all on, drenching them in hot water in an instant. He pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. When he parted, he smiled at her.
“I hope you like my soap. It’s a little ‘manly’. But there is a bar of something more female friendly in the medicine cabinet.”
Kendra giggled and shook her head. “Do this often, do you?”
“I don’t actually,” Les smirked. “My mother is the only other woman that’s stayed in my home. She comes here when she’s in town and takes over. She was last here a month ago. Longest weekend of my life.”
Kendra giggled again then stepped under the overhead nozzle. “I’d like the bar of the female friendly soap, please.” She tilted her head back while rubbing the water over her beautiful breasts.
Les stood still and watched as the water cascaded over her body. She brought her head back down and frowned when she opened her eyes and saw Les standing in the same spot, staring at her and gripping his new erection tightly.
“Les?
“Hmm?”
“Are you about to give me another type of bar first?”
“Mm-hmm,” Les smirked as he opened a condom.
Kendra grinned then panted wondering what Les had in mind for her next as she watched him roll on the condom. He walked over to her and stepped behind her. He held her to his body as he walked her to the wall, moved the hair off her neck then kiss
ed it up and down while he kneaded her breasts.
Kendra moaned loud and grinded her ass against his erection. She made a small protest when Les’ hands moved from her breasts and, without that support to hold her up, Kendra reached out and gripped the towel rack in front of her as the water started cooling. She was so heated up from his kisses and caresses, she barely noticed.
Still gripping the rack, Kendra allowed Les to pull on her hips, making her bend her luscious, round ass in front of him. He pushed her feet apart with his and Kendra panted in anticipation. She wanted him, needed him inside her.
Now.
Les gripped his cock and slid the head up and down her slit, circling it at her clit. Kendra moaned, bracing herself for his entry, praying he would enter exactly as he did earlier.
“Hold tight, honey,” Les murmured. Kendra’s legs stiffened, her fingers tightened on the rack and she closed her eyes when she felt him slowly bring the head of his cock to her opening.
She shuddered then he slammed all of him inside her, his sac slapping against her throbbing sex lips. He thrusted inside her again. Kendra groaned, loud and deep as Les panted behind her. He gripped her ass cheeks and thrusted again then slowly slid his length out of her, keeping only the crown inside her heat. He slammed inside again and Kendra grunted with him. Slowly, he withdrew again, gripped her shoulder and slammed harder than he ever had before.
“AHH,” Kendra screamed. “Oh, God! Again!”
Les grinned and obliged. Kendra screamed again. Les did it again, and again, Kendra screamed. Les lifted her right leg and twisted her body sideways and thrusted, hard and fast again as Kendra moaned and accepted his thrusts, her head down, and her breasts and braids bouncing to his pounding rhythm.
Les’ arm snaked to her clit and his hand rubbed as he pounded, wanting her to climax soon, since he was on the edge and was going to explode at any second. He felt her tighten and so did his sac. His grunts became louder, stronger as he continued his hard and deep pounding.
“More,” Kendra shouted. “Harder, please!”
“No problem,” Les shouted back. His grip on her thigh tightened; he thrusted faster into her, tossing his head back as the familiar feel of his release crept through his over-heated cells. A minute later they both released, loud and hard, both still, the cold water feeling like shards on their hot and sensitive skin.
“Fuck,” Les muttered as he released her and helped her up. He leaned forward on the wall, his hands flat as he fought for his breath while Kendra moved her back to the shower wall after a sudden yelp escaped her.
“Cold,” was all Kendra could murmur.
Les adjusted the water and a hot stream began to flow. He left the shower for a moment and returned with a bar of soap, which he wet then moved to Kendra and began to rub all over her body. His maneuvers had her blood heated up in no time and a familiar ache started deep inside her sex. She grinned when she looked down to see he was ready for round three as well.
“You know,” Kendra giggled when Les wrapped her leg high around his waist. “People usually get clean in the shower. So far this has been nothing but dirty.”
“Very true,” Les murmured as he rolled on another condom. “But it’s the best kind of dirty, don’t you think?”
“I do,” Kendra moaned then gasped when Les entered her. “I really, really do.”
Les’ knees bent and Kendra watched his face contort in pleasure as he repeatedly drove is shaft into her.
“You feel so good, honey. I need to be deeper.”
“Yes… God! Deeper! Ah! AH! Give me all of you!”
Les reached for her thighs and lifted her, surprising her again how he lifts her with ease. He drove into her, hitting that spot inside her that makes her want to cum hard and fast. She tightened her eyes and gripped his neck, leaving her mark on him.
“Mm! Fuck… yeah… all… AH! Your nails, honey! That’s driving me insane!”
“Faster! Faster! God, I’m gonna cum again!”
“Cum for me, honey,” Les screamed, pumping faster, harder. “Give it to me! Now, baby!”
“Les! God! Ahhhhh!” Kendra screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Fuck… Kendra… fuck!” Les shouted, gripping her body as she slid down the wall, the water all but forgotten.
Les stood after he let his breathing get under control. He had never felt better in his life and he still had the rest of the night and who knows how long into the morning with her. He held out his hand and helped her stand then moved to the other side of the shower, turning away from her as he removed the condom then washed his overheated, damn near sated body.
Kendra sighed. It was better than good with Les and she’s never had so much fun with a guy. Not since Daytona, at least. But now it was over, she thought as she found the ‘girly’ soap he dropped. Kendra lathered her skin and began to wash, trying hard not to cry at his sudden eagerness to be away from her. Suddenly half the nozzles shut off and Kendra felt, rather than saw, Les leave the shower. She couldn’t take it. This always, always happens to her and usually, she’s able to get herself satisfied with a man and go home with almost no regrets.
Something was different with Les, at least she thought it was. He was charming with her and seemed as though he wanted more than her body. She sighed sadly now that she saw he didn’t. He wanted the same thing the others did: her body. Well, not her body, what her body had and she gave it to him, without preamble or hesitation; wanting him as much as he wanted the only appealing thing she could offer him. And all it cost him was a Chicken Francese dinner.
Damn. She was too fucking easy. Enough, she told herself as the tears finally fell. She put her face in the spray to cover them in case he came back, determined to hide them and not giving him the satisfaction of knowing just how much he hurt her, whether he meant to or not.
She rubbed her eyes and sighed as she shut off the water, then turned toward the exit.
Les chuckled. “How safe do you think you’re going to be if you walk around a house you’ve never been in with your eyes closed, honey?”
Kendra gasped and gripped her chest. “Les?”
“Well, yeah,” Les chuckled again. “It’s the maid’s night off and no one but me lives here. Did you think I called in reinforcements?”
“I felt you leave,” Kendra replied softly, rubbing her eyes again. “I thought you left the room.”
“No, I’m here,” Les murmured sounding closer. “I got us towels and I stood here and watched as you finished. I had to move away from you earlier though. We were never going to clean up if I stayed near you and I had to pray hard to keep from coming back in there with you.”
Kendra felt a fluffy towel wrap around her and let a tear escape as she sighed. He was starting to say all the right things to her and she liked it way, way too much.
“Why the tears, honey?” Les asked as he tightened his arms around her. “What’s wrong?”
“Oh, um… I got ,uh, soap… s-soap in my eyes and it still stings.”
“I’m sorry,” Les whispered then kissed her temple. “Don’t move.”
She felt the loss of his arms around her immediately but he was back in less than a minute and she felt another towel gently wipe her eyes.
“Better?” Les whispered again.
“Much,” Kendra blinked and smiled. Maybe she was wrong about him, again. Maybe. The night was still pretty young so he still had time to show what he was really about before dawn.
“Let’s go to bed. I’m going to want you again soon and we both better get some rest before that happens.”
“Okay,” Kendra giggled then sighed, thinking if she had any sense whatsoever she would decline, dress and go home with the memory of the second most thrilling night of her life.
They went into his bedroom and he dried her completely then followed her into the bed. Holding her tight, he kissed her shoulder as his arm gripped possessively at her waist, his erection jumping at her ass.
“Feels like there won’t
be any sleep any time soon,” Kendra giggled as she wiggled her ass then grinded seductively.
Les rolled her to her back then settled between her legs and grinned. “Stop doing shit to turn me on and we would, Kendra.”
“Doing shit?” Kendra asked, incredulously. “What exactly did I do, Les?”
He raised a brow. “You’re breathing aren’t you?”
“Shut up, Les,” Kendra giggled then moaned as he kissed down her body.
“I will,” Les murmured between kisses. “As soon as you put something in my mouth to shut me up.”
“You are so going the right way for that, Les,” Kendra moaned when he bit into her shaved mound. “Mm-hmm…”
Chapter Nine
His and Hers
Kisses and soft bites going up the back of her thigh woke Kendra from a relaxing sleep. Her eyes popped open then she remembered she was still at Les’ house. She smiled and stretched a little, enjoying his lips on her skin.
“Mmm… are you ready for round five?”
“Seven, honey. Roll over.”
“Okay,” Kendra giggled then turned. “Seven?”
Les kissed her chest then smiled as he moved up. “I do love your giggle. Yes, seven. Check the condoms. Six are gone.”
“Mmm… did you buy enough?”
“God, I hope so. I may go all night with you and we’d have to sleep through breakfast.”
“That’s okay. I’ll give something to eat in the morning.”
“Ooh, I just love leftovers,“ Les murmured seconds before his mouth locked in on her dark nipple and grinned when he felt her shudder. “And breakfast is the most important meal of the day.”
“So, I’ve been told. Mmm. God, Les! Ooh, I love how your mouth feels as it caresses my nipple.”
“Yeah? How about this? You like this too?”
Les gently bit her hard nipple.
“AH!” Kendra screeched, arching. “Yes! Oh God! Bite it again!”
“Like this?”
“AHHH! YES! God, baby. You’re dangerously close to making me fall in love with you!”
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