Love In Strange Places

by Ancelli

  “Te prometo.” He picked her up and wrapped her legs around him and took her to the bedroom. He placed her on her feet next to the bed, grabbed some condoms from his suitcase, and threw them on the bed. “I’m going to give you a night you’ll never forget.”

  “What are you waiting for?” She smiled, and turning to the bed, lay on her back. She stared at him.

  That’s the Sherry that I know, he thought, staring at her amazing chocolate body, thinking of ways to make her scream his name, to make her forget any man that came before him.

  She cleared her throat. “Are you changing your mind?”

  “Fuck no.” He jumped on the bed next to her and leaned down, kissing her full lips. She slightly opened her mouth and the magic commenced, their tongues expressed what their bodies were feeling lust, desire, and want. He got on top of her, nibbling the side of her neck to her collarbone. “I’m going take my time.”

  “Mmm, the way I like it,” she mumbled.

  He kissed his way to her right breast and with his tongue he sucked on her nipple as he rubbed the other with his fingers, slightly pinching it, making her moan and wiggle under his sensual touch. He did the same to the left nipple. He leaned up making sure he could see her eyes and began giving her wet kisses from in between her breast to her navel, and down her sweet spot. She pushed up, asking him to please her with his mouth.

  “I don’t do this to every woman.”

  “I understand.” She sounded a little disappointed.

  He kept kissing her legs, down to her ankles, then he lift her feet, reversing until he once again reached the backs of her knees, kissing and nibbling.

  “Andrew….” She moaned. “Oh…so…freaking…good.”

  He placed her feet down and went up to her lips and gave her a deep, passionate kiss, leaving her out of breath, and then he leaned by her ear and whispered, “Do you like it when a man talks to you during sex?”

  She nodded.

  “I want you to talk to me, tell me what you like and don’t. When you come I want you to scream my name.” He gazed into her brown eyes. “Do you understand?”

  “Yes…. Please don’t…keep me waiting,” She said, between groans.

  In one move he faced her pussy, looking at the way she kept her pussy clean-shaved. “Damn,” He said, before he took his tongue and teased, then parted her lips.

  “You said—oh—” She moaned, throwing back her head and closing her eyes. “Oh…shit…. Oh shit….”

  He commenced playing with her pussy with his index finger. Fuck, she was already soaking wet for him. He inserted one finger in her core and began fingering her. “I never said I wouldn’t taste you.” He leaned back down and twirled his tongue while pumping her pussy with his finger.

  Her moaning got louder. “Yes…just like that…. Oh yes…. Don’t stop! Right…there…” She gripped the sheets as he performed his magic with his tongue. “Andrew!” she screamed as she came in his mouth, but he didn’t stop. He just kept licking, sucking, and gently pulling on her clit. Her nectar tasted different, sweet and salty. I’ve been missing out on this, he thought while bringing her to another climax. “Oh…An…drew….” She leaned nearly off the bed, squeezing his head in between her legs. “That…was…incredible….”

  He wiped her juices off his chin, came up to her lips, and kissed her. Her tongue worked his, making him imagine what else it could do. “Mami, did you like that?” He looked at her closed eyelids.

  Opening her eyes, staring back at him, she smiled. At that very moment, he knew she was his. He didn’t understand why, but he knew the moment changed everything.

  ***

  Andrew was hot. His olive skin, muscular body, and damn, those green eyes. Sherry gazed back at him and what she saw scared her. His eyes were on fire with desire. The way he gazed at her…there was something different about him. She’d always found him sexy, and what woman in her right mind wouldn’t, but he also drove her crazy. Placing her hands into his brown hair. “I think I’m going like anything you do to me.” She pulled him down into a feather kiss.

  Sherry moved from underneath him and pushed him down on his back. Kissing one of his nipples, while pinching the other. He groaned as she continued down to his tented boxers.

  “He’s ready.” She sighed, placing her hands in his boxers and stroked his hard, thick, long cock.

  He moaned, closing his eyes. “Fuck, baby….”

  He called her baby, and for some odd reason it made her blush. She pulled down his boxers, and licked her lips. “Damn.” Staring at his cock, she gently grabbed it, and began pumping him up and down using his pre-cum as lubrication. “You better take it easy with this big stick.” They both chuckled.

  “I’ll try.”

  She gave his cock a wet kiss, then licked around the base and in one move took as much as she could in her mouth, twirling her tongue and using her throat. He put his hands in her hair and guided her. “Mami…fuck.” His head hit the pillow. “Your mouth is…amazing.” His words of encouragement made her go faster. She paused for a second to get some air and stroked him with her hands, twisting them around his girth.

  He gripped her arm. “I want you now.” He helped her up and kissed her. “Get on top.”

  She picked up a condom, and grabbed his cock in her hands and rolled it on, placing him at her entrance. Straddling him, she moved down and took him in.

  “Oh, shit…” He said between his teeth.

  She took a deep breath, getting used to his size. She’d been with a few of men but none this thick and big. “Don’t hold back.”

  “You’re so fucking tight…and warm.” He thrust into her slowly.

  She could tell he was trying to keep from hurting her.

  “You…said, you…can handle…me…” She rotated her hips so she could bend down and bite his bottom lip. “I didn’t know”—he grabbed her hips, pumping into her—“you would make me feel so good.”

  “This is just the beginning.” He leaned up, sucking on her nipple, taking each one in turn.

  He placed his finger to her mouth, playing with her bottom lip and she began sucking it. “Damn, woman! Where have you been all my life?” He whispered the words between groans as she moved her ass up and down, squeezing his cock. “Fuck me, baby. Show me what you got.”

  “Mmm,” she murmured, moving faster, loving the feeling of his cock going in and out of her pussy. The sex was intense, making her body tremble to his touch.

  He squeezed her ass and smacked her, making her moan louder. “Sherry…tell me—”

  “Andrew…I like…. Oh…shit!” She rode him faster, squeezing her inner muscles. He hit her G-spot and she began to tremble.

  “Just like that,” he said, between gritted teeth. “Come for me, baby.”

  “I’m com—” Before she could finish her sentence he turned her around without pulling out, so he was on top of her. Shaking, Sherry wrapped her legs around his ass. She fisted the sheets in a death hold.

  “You’re so fucking tight,” he said, still pumping into her as she yelled in ecstasy. Her pussy squeezed his cock, almost taking him over the edge. He picked her legs up and put them over his shoulders, trying to get deeper inside her. She pulled back a little. “I thought you could handle me?” he asked, not letting her take her legs down. “I won’t hurt you,” he whispered, giving her slow, long strokes. “Baby, trust me?” He gazed into her eyes.

  Her legs relaxed. “Okay….”

  When she gave the okay, he leaned back on his knees and watched as his dick went in and out of her core.

  “Oh…I like that…”

  He thrust her again, and then he began giving her long strokes.

  “Yes…more…give me more…”

  “Sherry,” He placed her feet on the mattress and plunged into her, making sure not to go too deep. He rubbed his chest over hers. He could feel his balls tighten as her pussy began contracting around his cock. That tightening sensation told him she was about to come again.
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  She yelled his name as she went through waves of ecstasy, her pussy pulling him in. He held onto her hips and pumped into her with all he had left. “Damn!” He groaned.

  Her moaning in his ear drove him over the edge. He growled like an animal, and spilled his seed deep into his condom. Trying to recover from the intense physical aftershocks, he held himself up, not wanting to crush her. He opened his eyes and looked down into hers. “You okay?” he asked between deep breaths.

  “Yes,” she whispered, cupping his face. “I loved every single moment.”

  He smiled and kissed her nose. He rolled over, getting of the bed and went to the bathroom and disposed of his condom. “Join me,” he yelled at her, turning on the shower and stepping in.

  Sherry came in behind him and hugged his waist.

  He turned in her arms. “I want more.”

  “Me too.”

  After taking a shower, they continued back to the bed, where as soon as Sherry's head hit the pillow, she fell asleep.

  Andrew couldn't sleep. He got out of the bed, and prepared himself a drink, and went back in the room. He slipped back into the bed, just gazing at her, occasionally sipping from the glass of vodka on the rocks in his left hand. Sherry was asleep on her stomach. With his finger, he traced the arch in her back down to her ass, which quickly made him aroused again. He wondered why he’d waited so long to take this step with her, and then he remembered and laughed to himself. It’s because she drives me crazy. He placed his drink down on the nightstand and began kissing her neck to her back.

  Sherry started waking up. Soft moans escaped her lips. Andrew gave her lingering kisses on her neck, and whispered. “I want you so fucking bad. Tell me you want me too.” He gently sucked her earlobe. When she didn’t answer, he stopped what he was doing and picked up his drink.

  “Don’t stop.”

  “Then tell me what you want.” He stared into her eyes.

  “I want you.” She whispered.

  He gave her a naughty smile and leaned over and tipped his glass, letting vodka run down her back. Then he placed the glass to her lips. After she drank the remnants, he placed the ice-filled tumbler on the nightstand, and commenced licking the drink off her back. “I can’t wait to taste you again.” He kissed both ass cheeks.

  “I’m already wet.” She touched herself, watching him. “Andrew?”

  He gazed at her, knowing what she wanted, but he wanted her to ask him. “I told you before, don’t be shy with me.” He took her mouth prisoner with his tongue, tasting the vodka combined with her. His tongue explored hers, and she followed his lead. “Tell me, beautiful.”

  “Beautiful…” she whispered, rolling to her back.

  “Yes, bella. You’re more than that.”

  She cupped his face and gave him a gentle, loving kiss. “Thank you.”

  The level of emotion in her voice surprised him. She didn’t know how pretty she was. He’d always thought she was so full of herself, but now he saw it had all just been an act. He knew she could’ve had any man she wanted, because he had been witness to some.

  “Tell me.” He traced her lips with his finger.

  “I want you to taste me, make me feel like you did before.” She nibbled on his finger and started sucking it. All the while he envisioned her sucking his dick.

  “All you had to do was ask.” He kissed his way down her stomach, and with his tongue he parted her labia and tongue-kissed her pussy, making her hips lift up with pleasure. “You like that, baby?”

  “Oh yes,” she said, taking a deep breath. “I like it when you…uhhh….”

  He twirled his tongue on her clit one more time before coming up and grabbing an ice cube from the glass and putting it in his mouth. He continued back to her entrance. Placing his cold tongue into her opening, he pumped the ice in and out.

  “More…yes…oh….” She placed her hands in his hair and gently tugged. “Oh fuck…that feels so…oh…oh…good.”

  The ice melted and Andrew continued his assault with his tongue and lips. He took her pearl in between his teeth, making her hold on his hair tighter.

  “I’m com—”

  He plunged his tongue into her and she burst, and he could feel her pussy contracting around his tongue.

  He kissed her clit one more time before coming up. “Baby….” He searched for a condom and found one on the bed. He sat up and guided it over his engorged cock.

  Sherry gasped for air. “I wanted…to….”

  “I need to be inside you.” He said, rubbing the head of his cock at her wet opening. “Don’t judge me. I’m not going to last long.” He said, gently giving her inch-by-inch.

  She placed her legs around his waist and squeezed his ass cheeks. “I won’t. Work your magic,” she said as he began thrusting into her.

  He picked up her legs and locked them into the joints of his elbows, opening her wider, giving her deep, long strokes. “You…got an amazing pussy,” He said, between groans. “Wet…tight…warm…fits me perfect.”

  “Harder,” she murmured. “Give me more.”

  He held her hips and pumped harder and faster until he nearly lost control. She held on to his neck. He needed her to come one more time. He bent his head and sucked on her left breast. Her pussy contracted on his cock.

  “Yes…Oh…yes…Andrew…” She said, throwing her head back on the pillow.

  Andrew lost the battle, coming with force as he growled.

  He closed his eyes, trying to catch his breath. He needed to get himself together. When he opened his eyes, she was staring at him. “You got some…good…pussy.”

  She giggled and combed his hair with her fingers. “I have no complaints about you in any department.”

  He sat up. “I guess we need another shower.”

  “Yes we do.” She chuckled. “But this time separate showers.” She jumped out of the bed.

  “You’re right, because we might never come out.” He smacked her ass and went to the other bathroom.

  ***

  They both stepped out of their respective showers, putting on the same clothes from earlier, and went to the sitting area. “Want a drink?” he asked.

  “Yes,” she said, sitting down, not able to look at him.

  “Don’t do that.” He handed her a glass.

  “What?” she asked, grabbing it from him.

  “Don’t be shy around me. I’m still Andrew.” He sat in front of her, picking up her legs, and put them on his lap.

  She stared up at him. “Are you?”

  “Sherry, you must have known this was going to eventually happen. The attraction was always there.” He massaged her. “Are your legs sore?”

  She smiled. “Yes. I hurt in places I stopped using long time ago.”

  “I’ll make it better.” He began to massage from her toes to her thighs.

  They kept drinking matching each other round for round.

  Sherry lifted her glass.

  “No more. All gone.” Andrew showed her the bottle.

  “Damn, we finished it.” She laughed. “I don’t normally drink like this, but we’re in Vegas.”

  Their eyes met.

  “What do you regret most in life?” he asked her, kissing her ankle.

  She put her index finger on her lips, thinking. “Hmmm…”

  “Come on, tell me.” He tickled her foot.

  She laughed, gently kicked him, and then got serious. “I regret not getting married.”

  “Why isn’t a woman like you married?”

  “I can ask you the same question,” she said, leaning back.

  “I asked first.”

  “I tried the proposal thing and it blew up in my face,” she replied, remembering that night, “but in actuality, I could never find someone who could handle me. I mean my personality, accept me for who I am. If I got married, I would’ve had to change.” She broke the connection between them.

  “You don’t have to change for anyone.” He massaged her ankles.

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  “I didn’t want to end up like my parents. I’m proud of Matt, after everything he’s been through, he found his soul mate. Maybe one day, I’ll be that lucky.”

  She leaned in and ran her fingers through his hair. “Andrew, you’ll make someone really happy.” He cupped her face and kissed her. “Mmm…what was that for?”

  “That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever told me.” He smiled. “What about kids?”

  “I wanted kids, but I wanted to be married first.”

  “Baby, you can still have that.” He caressed the side of her face.

  “I don’t think so. My biological clock stopped ticking. I guess it just wasn’t in the cards for me, but I’m okay with just being Aunty Sherry. What’s your regret?”

  “I have no regrets,” he answered, touching her lips. “I think we should give….” He wasn’t able to finish his sentence, because Matt and Shannon entered the room. They were drunk, too.

  “I love Vegas.” Matt laughed.

  Shannon stared at Andrew and Sherry suspiciously. “What’ve you guys been up to?”

  “Nothing,” Sherry said, rushing to stand up. “Let’s go party.”

  “We just got back,” Matt said.

  “But it’s your anniversary,” Andrew chimed in.

  “That was two days ago!” Shannon giggled.

  “Come on, Shannon, we’re in Vegas. I want to have fun,” Sherry said, dancing.

  “Why not? We don’t have to drive.” Matt opened the door.

  Andrew smacked Sherry on the ass. Matt and Shannon both looked at them. “I thought you hated each other?” Shannon asked.

  “Not tonight. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” Andrew winked at Sherry and she gripped his hand in hers and walked out.

  Matt, following his brother’s lead, grabbed Shannon’s hand and followed them. “Tonight is going to be interesting.”

  Chapter Six