by S. K. Lessly
Good God!
Okay, Georgia, here we go…
“So... um … I have some rules,” I said trying to sound confident and in control. I’m sure, if the sound of the surf crashing wasn’t wafting through the open balcony door, he could definitely hear my heart beating out of my chest.
“Okay,” he said simply as he removed his hat and put it on the desk.
Oh, those eyes of his.
I walked further into the room. “Rule number one: Under no circumstances do our lips touch. No kissing.”
He smirked. “No kissing. That sounds reasonable, considering I don’t have a clue where your lips have been.”
“What?!” My hands went instantly to my hips. ‘This son of a bitch.’
He put his hands up defensively. “Hey, baby, you’re the one that picked me up so…”
I rolled my eyes. Okay, so maybe he had a point. I could be a skank.
“Rule number two?” he asked, and then started unbuttoning his shirt.
Wait, he’s unbuttoning his shirt! My eyes watched as he slowly worked his way down his shirt, revealing a wife beater and a very defined looking chest.
“Um…” I looked up at his smirking face. Control, Georgia. Stay in control, I thought as I told him. “Rule number two: No foreplay.”
His eyebrow curled. “No foreplay?”
“That’s right. I mean, you said it; we don’t know where each other’s lips have been, so no foreplay.”
He removed his shirt and started walking toward me. I moved quickly to my right and created more space between us.
“Rule number three: The lights must go off and stay off.”
He frowned. “Why?”
I didn’t want to elaborate. “Rule number four: Under no circumstances will there be any cuddling. No spooning and you will not spend the night. We are only here to share in a physical experience, and that’s it. After tonight, we don’t know each other… and please stop with the nicknames like baby or darlin’. I hate pet names.”
He smiled at me, and I swear to you it lit his entire face. Then that smile turned sinister as his hands went right to his belt buckle. I watched as he opened the belt and his pants, then moved toward me.
Holy shit.
The muscles in his chest, the flatness of his stomach, the cut of his arms; he looked like he came straight out of some muscle magazine for bad boys.
“Is that it?” he asked me.
“Yes,” was all I could get out of my suddenly dry mouth.
“Good… So, since this is your show, what do you want to do next?”
I frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”
He walked closer to me. As I backed up, I felt the bed hit the back of my knees.
“What do you want to do tonight?”
“Well, you know…”
“No, actually I don’t, so why don’t you tell me?”
I folded my arms in front of my chest and tried to not look like I was thinking of what to say next. The smile that appeared told me that I was doing a horrible job of being aloof.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked me just as blunt and to the point like he was asking if I wanted a drink of water or something.
My eyes grew wide, but I couldn’t formulate words or make my lips move, so I nodded.
He moved even closer to me. “No, baby, I need you to say it. Tell me you want me to fuck the shit out of you until you can’t remember your own name.”
‘Um… what?’
He stood still and waited… and I mean he was actually waiting for me to say it. Well, I couldn’t say that… I mean, hell, I say the normal curse words, but I barely use the word “fuck”… not in this content anyway.
But I’ve come this far. What harm would it do to say it? I took a deep breath. “I want you to fuck me.” There. Close enough…
A look of pure unadulterated lust and desire suddenly caressed his features. I knew at that moment that I was in serious trouble. He then smiled at me and said in the most seductive voice I had ever heard, “It would my pleasure.”
The next thing I knew, he reached in my hair and gripped the back of my head tight. He grabbed my ass with his other hand, which caused me to gasp in surprise and lust. He crashed his mouth into mine. God… his tongue moved in my mouth with determination and greed.
There was nothing I could do about the invasion and, to be quite honest with you; I didn’t want to. The feelings he stirred in me with his aggressiveness had me wanting him more than I had ever wanted anyone. And the way he kissed me… Damn, the throbbing between my legs was pulsing out of control.
He lifted me up by my ass, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I felt the softness of the bed meet my back, all the while he never stopped kissing me. God, this man was exactly what I’ve wanted since I first desired being with a man.
Then suddenly, when he let me up for air, he pulled down the summer dress I wore, taking it from my body. He threw it behind him, leaving me lying in front of him with just my panties. He then licked his lips and tugged at the sides of my panties, ripping them off me with one motion… Did you hear what I said? He ripped the side of my panties apart and yanked them off my body in one motion!
We need to pause a beat to let that soak in… Holy shit! I mean, they were a pair of thongs, but they had thick straps. What the hell did I get myself into?
I closed my eyes as he captured one of my nipples in his mouth.
Oooh. What is this man doing to me?
I was concentrating on what he was doing to my nipples until the moment his fingers entered me. I wiggled my hips to the sensation that was grappling me to death. Again, I was not ready for what he was doing to my body, making me feel things I thought I would only read about in books. This man was feral and aggressive, taking exactly what he wanted from my mouth, my nipples, and my sex. He moved in and out of me slowly and controlled while he lapped and sucked my nipples with a need that I’ve never experienced from a man... ever.
The assault on my body was so overwhelming that I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to grab his hair, but his head was shaved. He still had his t-shirt on so instead I gripped that tight. Just when the feeling of ecstasy started to consume me, I started circling my hips.
“Oh my,” suddenly escaped my mouth and I arched my back into his touch. Damn, he felt so good and strong. I opened my eyes to see him looking right at me. I didn’t know what to say. His eyes were so intense and overpowering. I watched this powerful man bring me to an intense orgasm with just his fingers. I closed my eyes again and let the feeling take over me as he continued to move in me. Finally, when he pulled his fingers from me, my sated eyes drifted open slowly just in time to see him put his fingers inside his mouth. All I could do was stare at him in amazement as he closed his eyes and moaned, slowly sucking my taste from his fingers.
Shit, that was so fucking hot.
Suddenly, he stood, reached into his pocket and pulled out a trio of foiled wrapped condoms. The packet was something I’ve never seen before, so I said, “Um, I have some condoms if you want to use mine instead of yours. You know, you could save yours for another time.” The smirk on his face made me feel so small.
God, Georgia you are a complete idiot.
But in my defense, I was nervous about the brand of condom he had. I’ve never seen that color wrapper, and I studied them all at the drug store before I flew out here.
He did try and make me feel better by not laughing at me out loud. “I appreciate that, baby,” he started. “But yours probably wouldn’t fit.”
I started to protest, but when he dropped his boxer briefs, the air in my lungs suddenly escaped me.
“Holy shit.” I sat up on my elbows, then hands and backed away from him. “Um…” I started to say more, but at the moment I couldn’t speak. There was no way he was putting that in me.
He grinned at me, pulled off his t-shirt, revealing the most chiseled body I had ever seen, bent over to remove his socks and then moved in between my
legs. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make sure you’re ready for me.”
“Yeah? And how will you do that?”
He didn’t reply. Instead, he yanked me closer to him and used his shoulders to spread my legs wide. I knew instantly where he was going. I sat up and started to move away from him, but somehow he wrapped his arms around my thighs keeping me in place.
“Um, wait remember rule number… Ohhh shittt…” My head fell back against the pillow just as his lips touched my clit, and he circled it with his tongue over and over. He then fluttered his tongue. I was losing my mind as I felt him place his hands underneath my ass, which seemed to give him more access to me.
“Can you wait… just give me… ho-ly fuckkkk…” I yelled as the most glorious sensations ripped through my body taking me, plunging me into… Oh, hell, I don’t know.
It feels fucking amazing.
And his moaning… He tasted every drop of me, drinking eagerly as if he was quenching a yearlong thirst.
“Fuck, baby. You taste fucking amazing… Give me more, baby. I want you soaked and fucking ready for my dick.” He moved back in and fucked me thoroughly with his tongue, bringing me to another orgasm.
I am seriously seeing spots right now… Is that normal?
I grabbed onto anything I could; sheets, pillows, my braids. I even put my fist in my mouth to stop myself from screaming, but he pulled my hand out of my mouth saying. “Don’t do that shit. I want to hear you, baby. Tell me how good this feels.”
I couldn’t form tangible sounds, much less be able to tell him anything. Hell, this is the first time any man has gone down on me, and this is the first man who has made me come this many times.
I’m officially hooked. Every man needs to do this to his woman. It should be a damn requirement. I mean, goodness! He’s making me lose it, and he has only used his tongue on me. Imagine what would happen when he…
“Oh shit…” I sat up just as another wave struck my body. I tried to scoot from his mouth. The feeling was so intense I couldn’t take it any longer. Finally, probably having sympathy for me, he let me go but pushed me back on my back and in one quick move he was inside of me.
“Ho-ly mother of…” My eyes were large as I felt him consume my insides. I think I heard a faint wrapper noise while his tongue was inside me, but I couldn’t confirm it. And to be quite frank, I didn’t care. If he even thought about pulling out of me this second I would murder him. Shit, he was huge! I tried again to move back from him, but he gripped my hips tight.
“Don’t move, baby. Just relax and let your body get used to me.”
“God, I don’t know if I can,” I replied shaking my head.
“The moment I saw you, I knew you were capable of taking all of me. Just trust me, baby, and relax. I’m about to make you feel so fucking good you’ll be screaming for me to go deeper and fuck you harder.”
Yeah, I doubt it.
However, I tried to relax, like he said. I looked into his eyes and then his lips. I noticed my juices glistening all over his five o’clock shadow, and I think he knew exactly what I was looking at and thinking. He said while smirking at me, “Yeah, I don’t do well with rules.”
“So I noticed,” I smirked back.
He laughed, and it was at that moment I knew he had the capability to destroy me, and oh I think he knew it. He started moving in me slowly at first; long and deep and it felt incredible. He moved his hips, continuing to go deep in me and hitting spots that awakened pleasures I didn’t know anyone could. I couldn’t take it any longer. He was driving me crazy. I started clawing at his shoulders just as he started picking up his pace.
“Oh yes! Please just… Oh God….,” I panted.
Then the beating of my womanly parts started. When I say he fucked me so hard and so well; when he asked me what my name was, I couldn’t fucking tell him… Arrogant bastard.
I tried ways to get him to ease up on me but to no avail. He was taking no prisoners. I bit him in his shoulder to stop from screaming, and he didn’t slow down one bit. I grabbed his ass and squeezed and all he did was grunt his approval, moved my legs up further and continued to claim my body for his. I came I don’t know how many times, especially when he found a spot inside me that had me cussing up a storm. I said cuss words that I’ve never said before, making up phrases that I knew didn’t exist. And I really used the word “fuck” …like a lot.
He growled and cursed too, and I hoped to hell those were good signs. I got my answer when he placed his forearm next to my head and the other on the headboard, making his lips hover inches from mine. Feeling his breath on my face was one of the most calming things I had ever felt. I can’t describe the feeling I was having this very moment. I grabbed hold of his ears, and we watched each other come apart with such force. Seeing the vulnerability and rawness in each other truly touched me. It was like we gave a part of ourselves to each other in that instant that we could never take back.
He finally collapsed on me. I instantly closed my eyes as I tried to catch my breath. I then felt him reach down between my legs, pull out of me and get out of bed. I followed the sound of his heavy footsteps as he walked away. Moments later, I heard him walk back to the bed. I thought he would start putting his clothes on, but I was wrong again. Instead, he crawled back into the bed, pulled me back into his arms with his chest against my back and covered us with a sheet.
He kissed the back of my head. Soon I heard heavy breathing coming from him.
I sighed deeply. Yeah, he can’t follow rules worth shit.
Chapter 3
Drake
I opened my eyes and looked out into the darkness coming from the balcony door. I wasn’t sure what woke me, but I closed my eyes and started to fall back to sleep when I felt a soft leg draped over mine move.
Oh fuck.
I turned my head ready to wake this girl up, so she can get out of my bed, when my eyes fell on Beautiful. That’s when I remembered where I was and who was lying next to me. I lucked up last night when she walked in the club. And last night was some of the best sex I’d had in a long time. She took all of me just as I knew she would and just thinking about last night had me wanting her again.
I should let her sleep. No doubt she was sore from the way I was going at her pussy, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted her right this moment like I wanted to breathe. I moved my hands underneath the sheet and caressed her body from her arm to her luscious hips and ass to her thigh. Damn, she felt so good and soft. I loved the way she felt. I loved her scent. Eating her pussy wasn’t on the agenda last night but smelling her desires made me go out of my mind, and I had to taste her. I wanted to drive her as insane as she was driving me.
I moved her thigh up higher and moved my hand between them. The need to have her was too overwhelming, so I coated my fingers with her juices. Then I started slow fluttering movements on her clit. I felt her start to move against my hand.
That’s it, baby. Wake up.
When I increased the speed and started a circular motion, her eyes opened, and she stared at me blinking. I smiled at her, and she moaned, closed her eyes and instinctively bit her bottom lip.
“What are you doing?” she asked me as I felt her hips starting to pick up its pace.
“Getting you ready for me,” I replied simply and increased my speed along with her.
“Mmmm… Oh, I’m about to…. Ahhhhh….”
Just hearing her go over the edge made me want to bury myself in her quickly. I entered her with two fingers hell bent on seeing her climax again.
“Damn, baby, you are sexy when you cum. Cum again for me,” I told her as I changed my position to better get to her spot.
Her eyes met mine, and they stayed on me as she gave me the sexiest smile.
That smile makes me want to keep it on her face forever…Wait, what the fuck did I just say?
Yeah, her gaze was getting way too intense. Trepidation filled me completely so I buried my face in her neck and nibbled a spot I knew would
drive her crazy. She grabbed my ears and held on, which I fucking loved. I don’t know; it was just something about her and the way she touched me.
I worked her up to the point I knew she was about to cum, and I pulled out of her. I grabbed the condom wrapper, ripped it quickly and sheathed myself. I pulled her thigh up farther on my leg, positioned myself and glided into home… Shit... I mean her.
We both moaned at the invasion. I slowly moved in her wetness, getting the feel of her and fucking loving it. She felt amazing. Her pussy gripped me tight as if she never wanted to let me go. Our eyes met again and again I saw too much intensity in them. So fuck having morning breath; I kissed her. I had to do something before she would be able to see right through me, before she found out I was no good… if she didn’t know it already.
Our rhythm stayed smooth as I stroked her deep and slow and long.
“I can’t take it. Please…”
“Please what?” I asked her, keeping the torturous rhythm going.
“Please, baby, fuck me… Make me lose my mind.”
Well, hell what is a man supposed to say to that? I didn’t know what to say. So I didn’t say shit. Instead, I fucked her like she asked.
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Sweat poured from both of our bodies, but I didn’t stop. I was starting to crave her sound, her scent, her voice, and her desires. I wanted to please her. I wanted to embed myself in her and to her. I wanted to claim her and conquer her for myself. Damn it, this shit is fucked up… I don’t even know her name.
“I’m cumming!” she screamed.
I pushed her face back down in the bed, gripped her hips tight and brought this shit home.
The moment I exploded, she did too. We both collapsed on the bed. I pulled out of her, tossed the condom on the floor and fucking went to sleep.
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