by Regina Frame
"Don't mind me." Stepping around Harmony, I grabbed two slices of bread and popped them into the toaster.
"Is Honor okay?" she asked, a little breathy.
"She'll be okay. I'm making her some dry toast, so, hopefully, that will help with her nausea," I explained.
She mumbled, “Thank you for taking care of her,” under her breath.
Before the toast popped out of the toaster, she and Jinx had disappeared out back. Last I checked, they were sitting by the pool with their heads together in deep conversation about something. Something that I wasn't going to get in the middle of.
***
It was a couple of days after Christmas, and Harmony had gone home, so, once again, it was just Honor and me. We fell right back into the same routine of X-box, movies, and laughing at each other's stupid jokes. It was a routine that I was starting to like, and looked forward to each day. We even fell asleep on the sofa the night before last, and even though we both had woken at one point when Booger started barking, we settled back into one another and drifted off again.
Even though I hadn't made a move to try and get her to sleep with me, didn't mean that I was against it. The sexual energy between the two of us was like a damn electrical storm. You could practically hear the crackle in the air. Every time she came near me, my dick cursed me for not allowing him out to play. Who was I kidding? She didn't even have to be in the same room as me. My dick had been hard since the first day I laid eyes on her. I have to admit: I'd never jerked one off so many times in my life. But it was either that or my dick would explode, because no way in hell was I touching anyone else. Groupies just didn't do it for me anymore.
The crew was over, taking down all the decorations. Honor didn't like it. Well, saying she didn't like it was an understatement. She actually pouted every time I entered the room. She was cute as hell when she pouted, too, but I'd never tell her that, because I had a feeling she'd use it against me every chance she got.
In no way was I giving in and keeping that tree up another day. She'd just have to get over it. I couldn't stand to look at those decorations another day. I'd never understood those people who put their trees up on Thanksgiving, and then didn’t take them down until after the first of the year. Hell. I got sick of looking at the thing in just a week's time. And that jolly asshole dressed in red never visited my house when I was a kid, so every time I saw one of those mall Santas, I wanted to punch him in the fucking nose.
"Chance, thank you for everything you've done for me over the past few weeks." She stepped in front of me where I leaned against the marble counter with a beer to my lips. Her plump lips curled upward, revealing perfect white teeth. "Thank you for bringing Harmony here. It really meant a lot to me." She looked up at me with blue eyes that sparkled with happiness. She was absolutely stunning. With one hand in her hair and the other at her waist, I pulled her closer. It was now or never.
"Today's my birthday," I whispered as I rested my forehead against hers. I don't know why I said it, because I didn’t celebrate my birthday. It was a bad fucking memory, but for some reason, it just slipped out. Her blue eyes met mine and connected. We stood like that for what seemed like minutes; just one soul speaking to the other. "I have wanted to kiss you since the first day I laid eyes on you," I admitted. It was good to finally get that out there. I'd been dancing around that for what seemed like months.
"Well, I've wanted to kiss you for years," she declared. My brows rose, unsure of what she meant by years, but she went on to explain. "Harmony and I saw you guys three years ago, on your first tour. I watched you with your guitar. The way you played gave me goose bumps." She wrapped her arms around my waist and closed what little bit of space there was between us. "I was in awe of you." Her voice was full of admiration, and something else that was foreign to me.
"Yeah?" My thumb traced along her bottom lip.
"Yeah," she admitted. Just the sound of her voice caused a tingle to start at the base of my spine, and worked its way to my dick. "I told Harmony I'd kiss you someday, but she just laughed and told me to keep on dreaming. As you can see, I don't give up on my dreams."
I couldn't hold back another minute. My mouth collided with hers, and she opened willingly, accepting me. Her lips were just as soft as I knew they'd be, and she tasted even sweeter. Our tongues tangled in a seductive dance, and my dick joined in on the celebration by trying to break free from my jeans.
"You taste just as sweet as I knew you would," I said, as we both gasped for air. Her face was flushed and her full lips swollen from our kisses.
"Kiss me again," she begged, but didn't wait for me. Her mouth crashed against mine. Her teeth tugged at my bottom lip and she sucked on my lip ring. She threw her arms around my neck and climbed me like a tree, and when she rubbed her warm center over my throbbing dick, it was every man for himself. Her lips went to my neck, and then to my ear. "Fuck me, Chance," she moaned in my ear.
Forget the crew that was working around the house. They could show themselves out. I walked us down the hall as fast as I could without falling on my ass and crushing her in the process. The whole time, never breaking our kiss. I kicked the door shut when we made it to my bedroom and locked it just in case the guys decided to snoop.
"Strip," I ordered, but didn't give her the chance.
Grabbing the hem of her shirt, I stripped it off her and dropped it at our feet. Her hands moved to the button of her jeans and fumbled desperately to get out of them.
"Damn!" She huffed, as she stepped out of them and kicked them off to the side.
She stood before me in a sheer white bra. Her rosy nipples were peeking through the shimmery fabric. Holy hell. Her nipples are pierced. Fuck me. She's beautiful.
She reached for the buckle on my jeans, but I grabbed her wrists to stop her. The smile slid from her face, and a look of confusion took its place. "I just want to make sure that this is what you want. If you want to back out, now is the time to do it, because once I strip you out of those little underwear, there's no stopping me."
She looked up at me through dark lashes, "This is what I want. I've never been more sure." She grabbed at my buckle and succeeded in unbuckling it this time.
I popped the clasp between her breasts and then slid the straps from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor with her shirt. My eyes moved over her breasts greedily, the piercings, and the beautiful ink along her slim waist. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She was getting restless, but I was taking my time. I was taking in every glorious inch of her beautiful body. Committing it to memory.
"Chance," she begged.
Reaching out, I lightly trailed my finger between her perfect breasts, causing her to hold her breath in anticipation of what I was going to do next. Dropping to my knees, I slide the matching thong down her legs and tossed it to the side.
She had a perfectly groomed landing strip, and there, peeking out between her pink pussy lips, was the sparkling gem of her clit piercing. Just the sight of it made my balls draw up tight against my body, and my dick grew harder.
"Oh. Oh." She moaned as I leaned forward and licked her slit from back to front, tugging her piercing between my teeth.
"Fuck, Sparkles. You're beautiful," I whispered against the pink lips of her pussy.
Her fingers went to my hair, gripping the short strands, tugging, trying to pull my mouth closer to her throbbing clit. My tongue snaked out and flicked that little gem, causing her legs to tremble beneath my palms.
Her heavy breathing and chorus of soft moans were the only sounds in the stillness of my room. They were like music to my ears.
"Fuck me, Chance," she pleaded with a shaky breath.
"I will, but right now, you're going to come in my mouth," I promised, nipping at that little gem piercing.
I walked her backward on my knees until the back of her legs hit the mattress and she was forced to lie back. I lifted her right leg and placed it over my shoulder, and then did the same with the left. When I
ran my tongue up her slit, her back arched off the bed and her breath hitched.
"O-ooh," she moaned. "That feels so good." Her head rolled to the side, and when my teeth tugged on her clit piercing again, she cried out in pleasure. Her fingers gripped at my hair and tugged as her thighs tensed and her heels dug into my back. "I-I'm coming."
As soon as the words left her sweet lips, her release poured onto my tongue. She tasted just as I imagined she would. Like heaven. I fluttered my tongue over her clit and slipped a finger inside her wet center. Her body quivered beneath me, and I knew it wouldn't be long before she came again. I fucked her with my tongue, and with the right amount of pressure, she came again. Hard. Her body sagged against the mattress and shuddered with aftershocks of her intense orgasm. She had the look of utter bliss on her face.
"You alright, babe?" I grinned up at her from where I knelt between her thighs. I couldn't stop looking at her. She was perfection. Her body was glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, and her full breasts jiggled with each heavy breath she took. She shook her head, but said nothing, making me laugh. "No? You're not alright?"
"I think that's the most intense orgasm I've ever had," she panted. Her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were glassy as if she were drunk from the multiple orgasms I'd just given her.
"We're just getting started. There's plenty more where that came from."
"You're still dressed. Why are you still dressed?"
She pushed herself upright and grabbed at the button of my jeans. She had it popped before I knew what was happening. I still had my jeans on for a reason. The women that I'd slept with in the past knew what to expect when I took my jeans off, because they'd already seen my dick on the internet. Groupies were known for discussing my size in chat rooms and sharing pictures among themselves. I was larger than the average guy, and I wasn't kidding the day I told her she should Google me.
I somehow doubted that she did, though. She just didn’t seem the type. Placing my hand on her wrist, her hand stilled on the waistband of my jeans.
"You need to know something before I strip out of these." Her brows arched in question, but said nothing. She was waiting for me to continue. "I'm a little larger than most guys," I said.
Her lips pulled into a smirk, and her eyes said she didn't believe me. I took a step back, causing her hand to fall to her side. Her mouth dropped open as I shoved my jeans down my legs and stepped out of them. She swallowed hard and licked her lips.
She opened her mouth to say something, but immediately closed it. "Say something." I was starting to worry. Maybe this was where she changed her mind. Her face was pale, her eyes widened in surprise.
"You have a porno dick," she announced.
I barked out a laugh. Bad timing, I was guessing, but I couldn't hold it back. I found that to be extremely funny, being that I'd been approached at one time about doing porn, but I turned them down. I was sure there weren’t many guys out there with a nine inch dick, and they probably considered me a rare find.
I loved porn, don't get me wrong, but I'd much rather watch it than star in it.
"What?" I asked, needing her to talk to me.
I could honestly say I'd never quite had that reaction before. After the initial shock wore off, most women just said, "Is that going to fit?” Or, they're quick to refuse anal. But, she honestly looked frightened.
"You watch a lot of porn, Sparkles? You can fess up. I won't judge," I teased.
"You weren't kidding. I bet there really is a social media site out there.” Her eyes widened even farther. “Is that a tattoo?"
Her fingers traced over the quote just above my neatly trimmed pubic hair, causing my abdominal muscles to tighten and my legs to weaken. She took me in her hand. My dick was hard as steel. If she stroked me once, I'd probably go off like a rocket. "Is that a . . ." I cut her off before she could finish.
"It's a blow pop."
Yes. I had a tattoo of a sucker on my dick. It had all started with a joke when I was seventeen. The guys that I hung around with at school used to say that I got more head than all the guys in school combined, and they were right. I never had to approach a girl; they always sought me out. Like I said earlier, women talked about guys and the size of their dick. So when Jessica Masters said she was going to suck me like a lolly, the idea for the tattoo hit me and I got the tattoo the next day.
I really hadn't thought that much about it up until right this very moment, because while the groupies loved it, Honor's face was hard to read. She was probably thinking that it was the dumbest thing that anyone could do. Forget the size of my dick, because that was probably going to be the deal breaker.
I was wrong. So wrong. In just a matter of seconds, she dropped to her knees in front of me, her pink lips wrapped around my cock, sucking me deep to the back of her throat.
"Holy fuck," I hissed as she licked from my balls all the way to the tip of my dick.
Her wet little tongue licked a trail up one side and down the other, sending a surge of heat throughout my body. The sweet little sounds coming from her told me that she was enjoying it almost as much as me.
That familiar tingle started at the base of my spine, and I fought it as long as I could. My fingers knotted in her hair in an effort to get her to stop.
"I'm going to come, baby. If you don't want it in your mouth, you need to tell me now. Her fingers dug into my hips, tugging me closer to her, forcing my dick to hit the back of her throat. When she palmed my balls in her warm little hand, I lost it. I tried once again to pull from her mouth, but she wouldn't allow it. Not until she'd wrung every drop from me. Sweat rolled down my face, and my chest heaved in an attempt to catch my breath. "Damn." That was all I could say. I didn't have the energy for anything more. When my eyes finally opened, she was smiling up at me through hooded eyes. "I'm nowhere near finished with you."
***
Honor
He crawled up the bed and hovered over me. Both of us covered in sweat and panting. He had a stamina like nobody's business. We'd each orgasmed multiple times, and he didn't show any signs of slowing down soon.
"Ch-aance," I moaned as he sucked a nipple into his mouth.
His tongue swirled around the piercing before tugging it lightly between his teeth. That little tug sent a wave of heat through my body, and a steady pulse began in my clit. Out of all the piercings that I had, I'd never regretted the nipple piercings. I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper, and then his hands were on my thighs, pushing them farther apart.
Positioning himself at my entrance, he took his time, slowly entering me, inch by inch, stopping at times to allow me to adjust to his size and to catch my breath. When every last inch of him filled me, he stilled completely and closed his eyes as if he were savoring the feeling.
"Don't move," he whispered, his voice thick and husky. I gave him a few seconds until I could no longer handle it. I lifted my hips and clamped around him, causing him to swear. "Fuck, Sparkles," he growled.
"Move, damn it."
His eyes opened and he pinned me with those smoldering green eyes. When he began to move in and out, my eyes rolled back in my head in sheer ecstasy. Sex had never felt so good.
"Eyes open, sweetheart."
Lacing our fingers together, he began to move in and out of me, slow at first, but once my body tightened around him, he began a faster pace. With our eyes locked and our bodies as one, we spiraled together over the edge and into blissful release. My body sagged against the mattress as I panted and tried to catch my breath.
"Oh. Shit," I panted from beneath him.
"Regretting it already?" he asked.
"Hell no!" I laughed. He rolled off me and onto his side so that we were facing each other.
"I can't say that I've ever had that reaction after sex before," he replied. "Wasn't quite sure how to take that."
"Need me to clear that up for you?" I rolled over and licked one of his brown nipples. I looked up at him with a smile on my face. "I can assure you, it's a very g
ood thing." I giggled.
"Mind blowing, you say?" He wrapped strong arms around my waist and pulled me up his body, so that I was now lying on top.
"Mind blown," I admitted, covering his mouth with mine.
We spent several long minutes exploring each other's mouths, before collapsing against one another and drifting off.
***
I woke an hour later with my head resting on his chest, when his phone rang from the bedside table. It was Honesty inviting us to dinner. When Chance asked me if I wanted to go, I happily accepted, knowing all along what was going on. It wasn't just dinner. We showered together, and two orgasms later, we were in his black Hummer, headed out.
"I've got to make a quick stop before we go to Linc's. It won't take long."
He glanced over at me for a quick second before turning his eyes back to the road. He almost seemed a little nervous. Why? I was not sure.
"Sure. Okay." I stared at his profile; the dark stubble that lined his strong jaw line. He hadn't taken the time earlier to shave, and it looked damn good on him. He nervously tapped his fingers against the leather of the steering wheel. The sun reflecting off the silver of his thumb ring made a rainbow effect on the dash. "Everything okay?"
What if he was already regretting having sex with me? Maybe he was trying to come up with a way to tell me it couldn’t happen again. Oh God. It was probably because of the way I reacted when I saw the size of his dick for the first time. I decided that silence was golden and kept my thoughts to myself.
We exited the interstate and turned onto a narrow paved road that was lined with trees. We rode in silence for about another mile before a huge, multi-story, brick building came in to view. It looked fairly new—red brick, and lush landscape that probably cost more than some homes. There was a huge playground with every type of play equipment you could think of in a fenced area on one side. And in the distance, you could see what looked like a large skateboard ramp.
