Sweet Renegade

by Large, Andria

  “Hey, do you want to me carry you?” he asks with a smirk.

  “You would like that, wouldn’t you?” I roll my eyes.

  “I would love to hold you in my arms,” he replies sincerely, his eyes dancing over my face while his thumb strokes my cheek.

  My heart flutters. No man has ever spoken to me so sweetly before. I can’t help but smile shyly at him. Beau leans down and brushes his lips lightly over mine. I suck in a sharp breath as my body roars to life. How does he do that? I can’t understand how the simplest touch from Beau makes my body come to life when all of the other men I’ve been with were forced to really work for it. Butterflies take over my stomach as his lips press against mine more firmly for a moment before he backs away.

  “Come back to my room with me?” he asks, his lips still close enough to brush mine as he talks.

  I can only nod since I’m not in control of my body anymore, my vagina is. And that little bitch wants Beau. All of him, and screw the fact we’ve only being a couple for a few days! I haven’t had sex in a long time and my body is more than ready to break the funk I’ve been in. Beau smiles and kisses me again before he helps me out of the van and leads me inside.

  We stop by my room so that I can grab a change of clothes, my toothbrush, and a couple of other things so that I’m not doing the ole whole walk-o-shame in the morning back to my room. Beau seems to be getting more and more nervous as we head back to his room. He even fumbles with his room key, dropping it on the floor. This confuses me because he shouldn’t have any reason to be nervous, it’s not like he’s never been with a woman before.

  We finally get inside and Beau locks the door behind us. The room is pitch black since the blinds are closed. I reach out into the darkness for Beau and gasp when I find that he’s right in front of me, my hand bumping into his chest.

  “Let me find the lamp,” Beau mutters, his tone somewhat odd.

  I reach out again and he’s gone. I then hear a thud as Beau bites out a vicious curse. I roll my lips in to stop my laughter; no doubt, he banged into some kind of furniture. He’s now muttering to himself, which makes it even funnier. The light flicks on and I have to squint from the brightness of it. Beau is stiff and tense as he moves about the room, picking up some clothes off the floor and throwing out trash that is laying out on the table in the little kitchenette area. I frown.

  What is going on with him?

  I set my things down on top of the dresser then kick off my shoes. I sigh as I sit on the end of the bed and stretch out my toes. The heels I am wearing are killing my feet. Beau kicks his shoes off over by his suitcase. He finally turns around and looks at me. I cock my head when I see hesitation in his eyes.

  “Are you okay?” I ask in concern.

  He nods his head jerkily.

  “You seem nervous,” I say. It just seems weird that he would be nervous since he’s the one who asked me back to his room and both of us know exactly where it would lead.

  Beau shrugs and pulls his shirt over his head. “I’m fine, just tired.”

  I let my eyes linger over his muscled frame. Things down low clench with want and need. Damn vagina is acting up again. I really don’t think sleeping with Beau is a good idea, but I don’t know if I can resist him. His pants are the next to go. My heart skips a beat when he is left standing next to the bed in only his red, white, and blue striped briefs. The body on this guy is incredible. My hands itch to run over all of that smooth, flawless skin. Without looking at me, he climbs under the covers and lies down.

  Really? I swore that he was going to make a move tonight. Isn’t that why he asked me back to his room? Maybe he really only wants to hold me? Or maybe he’s waiting for me to make the first move because of our arrangement and he’s not sure of what I want? Yeah, that’s probably it. Well, I guess I will have to make the first move then. Watch out Beau because here I come…pun intended.

  *Beau*

  I swallow hard as I watch Lizette undress. I can’t believe that she’s actually undressing in front of me. When I invited her back to my room, this is exactly what I had in mind, but I’m so fucking nervous that I abandon my initial plan to try to seduce her. Usually, just being alone with her has me hard…yeah, not even a twitch right now, that’s how nervous I am. This is so embarrassing.

  She strips down to her matching black bra and panties. I scrub a hand over my mouth because I swear I’m drooling. I’ve been dying to see what she has hiding under her clothes for five years. Holy hot mama, Batman! Her body is so different from all of the other girls that I’ve dated. She has a woman’s body. She has curves and meat on her bones. She’s thin but not disgustingly thin - she’s just right. Her breasts are not huge, but just enough that they will most likely fill my big hands. And I love the way her hips flare out slightly.

  Her skin is lightly tanned, but it’s her natural color. It looks soft and smooth and I am desperate to know if it feels as silky as it looks. My lips part when she starts toward the opposite side of the bed. My breath hitches and my heart leaps up into my throat when she climbs under the covers next to me. She immediately reaches over and slides her hand across my bare chest. My skin burns everywhere she touches. She scoots closer, pressing her body along the length of mine. Her lips touch my shoulder as her hand starts to travel down my stomach. That’s another thing a younger girl will not do – take charge. I always have to initiate everything when I’m with someone my age or younger. Older women know what they want and aren’t afraid to take it. I love that!

  But I am still scared out of my mind. What if I suck? What if I do it wrong? Is that even possible? Oh god! I have no idea what I’m doing! My stomach churns, making me feel nauseous. Her hand just reaches my still soft cock when I stop her.

  “Lizette, wait!” I cry, shooting up into a sitting position.

  “Okay. What’s wrong?” she asks calmly, patiently, and a bit concerned.

  “I have to tell you something,” I croak like an idiot.

  Lizette sits up next to me and puts her hand on my back. “What is it?”

  I glance over at her and she’s frowning slightly, but the concern in her eyes warms me. She does care about me, whether she wants to admit it or not. I rub my face hard, trying to find the words to tell her that I’m a virgin. I pull in a deep breath.

  “I…I’m…I’ve never done this before,” I whisper.

  Lizette’s concern turns to confusion. “Done what?”

  I groan and drop my chin to my chest. “Sex, I’ve never had sex before.”

  The silence is deafening. I hold my breath and chance a glance over at her. Her expression is stunned for a moment before she does the one thing that I never expected her to do - she bursts out laughing; like - laughing so hard that she has tears running down her face - laughing. I am not amused, though, more like mortified and hurt as I sit there with my jaw clenched, waiting for her to stop. She glances at me and sees that I’m not laughing. Her laughter slowly dies down. Her eyes never leave mine as she finally stops laughing. I know the exact moment that she realizes that I’m being serious. Her eyes widen and her lips part.

  “Are you trying to tell me that you’re a virgin?” she asks incredulously.

  “Yes,” I reply shortly.

  Lizette flounders for a moment looking bewildered. “There is no way. You are surrounded by women all of the time. You’ve had girlfriends over the years. There is no way that you are still a virgin,” she states, shaking her head in disbelief.

  I stare at her hard. “Why would I lie about this? You think that’s something I want to admit to you? Do you have any idea how embarrassed I am right now telling you this?” I snap.

  “But…you’re a super star. I mean, how have you not had sex before?” she asks, still confused.

  “It’s not for the lack of options, Lizette. I chose to wait,” I murmur.

  She blinks. “But we…I mean…wasn’t that what we were…are…going to do tonight?” she asks softly.

  I search her eyes. I
nod. “I want to be with you, Lizette.”

  “You want me to be your first?” she asks breathily, her eyes going wide again.

  “If you want to be,” I whisper, still looking into her gorgeous green eyes.

  We stare at each other for a moment, heavy emotions swirling between us. I know that if we do this tonight, everything between us will change. There will be no going back. I will never be able to be just friends with her again, no matter what I said before. If she decides not to stay with me at the end of our month together, I will never be able to have any kind of relationship with her ever again. Obviously, she will still be the group’s manager, but I will do everything possible to never be near her. My heart wouldn’t be able to take it. I shake that thought out of my mind. I don’t want to worry about that right now. Right now is about us, and our time together.

  I watch as Lizette shifts to her knees before climbing onto my lap. I tilt my head back to look up at her. She cups my face in her hands, brushing her thumbs over my cheeks. I can’t decipher the emotion in her eyes, but whatever it is, it has my breath catching. She leans down, brushing her silky lips softly against mine. My eyes flutter shut as I slide my hands up her thighs to her hips and squeeze gently. She nips at my bottom lip before pressing hers more firmly against mine.

  I groan when she opens her mouth to me and our tongues glide across each other. My hands tighten on her hips as I tilt my own forward to rub the hard on that I finally have, between her legs. She purrs low. Oh, how I love that sound. I want to make her purr and moan some more, so I wrap my arms around her waist and roll us over so that we are lying on the bed with me on top of her. I wedge my hips against hers as we continue to ravage each other’s mouths.

  I drag my mouth down to her neck while shoving my hand under her back to unhook her bra. Once I get the little bugger loose, I toss it to the floor. I kiss my way down over her collarbone and chest to the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen. I push up to sit back on my heels so that I can look at Lizette’s bare chest. My eyes practically roll back into my head when I see how perfect she is. I run my hands up her ribs and cup her full breasts in my hands. I was right; they are just big enough to fill my hands. She moans and arches under my touch.

  I have had many dreams about this moment. I finally get to use my mouth to pleasure the woman of those dreams. I’ve been dying to do this, to make her feel good. I bend over her, and while still cupping her breasts, I flick my tongue over one of her hard nipples. She gasps. I take that as a good sign and continue, pulling one of her pretty pink buds into my mouth. She cries out and squirms under me, but I continue to suck hard, flicking my tongue over her nipple at the same time. She pants my name and it’s like music to my ears. I let that nipple pop out of my mouth and do the same to the other.

  When I feel like I’ve tortured her nipples enough, I start kissing my way down her body, nipping at her hips and inner thighs - making her giggle, making me smile. I slowly remove her panties and settle myself between her legs. She’s so pretty and pink and bare. I lightly run a finger through her wetness as I bite the inside of her thigh. Shit, the noises she is making are already driving me insane. I roll my hips against the mattress to try to get some relief for my aching dick. I run my now slick finger around her clit. She cries out, her hands fisting the sheets.

  “I thought you said you’ve never done this before,” Lizette gasps right before I drag my tongue through her wet folds.

  “No, I said I’ve never had sex before, as in actual penis-in-vagina sex. I’ve done this before.” I smirk, glancing up to find her watching me with a lust filled gaze.

  Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I flick my tongue over her clit. A whimper escapes her lips before she drops her head back to the bed; I continue to lick and suck her. I smooth my hands along the inside of her silky thighs and push her legs farther apart. I’m in heaven right now. I could do this for hours. I keep at it until she is writhing and whimpering under me. She suddenly grabs the short hair on top of my head and yanks my head up. I smack her hand away and latch back onto her. She cries out, grabs my hair again, this time with both hands, and pulls my head up.

  “Stop!” She pants.

  “You didn’t come yet.” I grunt, lifting my eyes to meet her blazing green ones.

  “I want you inside of me when I come,” Lizette rasps, her face flushed.

  I almost come on the spot, just from her words. She pulls me up her body by my hair. I wince a little bit at the pain but really can’t find it in myself to care. She can do whatever the hell she wants to me. As soon as my face is even with hers, she pulls me into a messy, needy kiss. One hand that was in my hair moves down to cup the back of my head while she shoves her other hand past the waistband of my underwear. I moan into her mouth when she wraps her hand tightly around my shaft and starts pumping lazily.

  I grunt and blink when I find myself on my back with Lizette yanking my underwear off. Her heavy lidded eyes rake down my body, lingering on my now rock-hard erection. I can’t help but smile. She looks crazed, her hair is a mess and her eyes look wide and wild.

  “Your body is insane,” she says in awe, gliding her hand over the underside my cock as it rests on my lower belly.

  “So is yours,” I rasp.

  One side of her mouth kicks up. “Thanks.”

  Then I remember…condoms! I roll to the side and grab my jeans off the floor. I fumble around with a couple of pockets before finding the right one. I pull out the three packets that Ace gave me, toss my jeans back to the floor, and then roll back onto my back, placing the condoms next to me on the bed. Lizette smiles and grabs the strip.

  “Planning on seducing me, were you?” She teases.

  I smile slightly. “Yeah, until I bitched out because I was too nervous.”

  She chuckles. “You’ve got nothing to be nervous about.”

  I give her an incredulous look. “Woman, I have tons to be nervous about.”

  “You’ll be fine,” she murmurs seductively as she makes a show of tearing off one of the condoms and opening it.

  My breathing picks up as she puts the condom on for me. Oh my god! In a couple of seconds, I will no longer be a virgin! Lizette climbs on top of me and uses her hand to guide my cock exactly where she wants it. Her hands grip my chest as she slowly sinks down onto me.

  My eyes literally roll back in my head and a ragged moan escapes from my parted lips. I’ve never felt anything so insanely incredible in my life. My heart feels like it is going to pound out of my chest and my mind has turned to mush. Lizette hisses as she takes all of me. I force my eyes open and am blown away by the sight above me. Lizette with her back arched, her eyes closed, and lips parted, looking like she is in pure ecstasy. I’ve never seen anything so stunning…ever.

  Then she starts to move and I swear I’m going to lose my mind from all of the pleasure. My hands are all over her; I cup her breasts, playing with her nipples for a bit before sliding my hands down her body to grip her lush hips. I love the way she is rolling them. It looks sexy as hell.

  “Fuck…Lizzie…” I breathe, not knowing if I’m going to be able to last long enough for her to come first. The sight alone is enough to make me shoot my load.

  She opens her eyes and meets my gaze. The emotion I see in them makes my heart stop. I have no doubt in my mind now that she cares deeply for me. She will never convince me otherwise. She bends over me to capture my lips, effectively breaking our eye contact. I gasp at the angle change and how much better it feels. I also love that her breasts are now brushing up against my chest. I snake my hands around to palm her ass and force her to take me deeper. I plant my heels into the bed and thrust up into her.

  “Beau!” she cries against my lips and it’s my undoing.

  I explode into a million pieces without warning. I let out a strangled cry as my body arches up and my cock pulses in time with my pounding heart, spilling everything I have into the condom, inside of Lizette. She cries out a moment later and I can feel her convuls
ively clenching around me. I wrap my arms tightly around her, holding her close as we both lose ourselves in each other.

  We lie there panting, wrapped in each other’s arms. I lazily stroke her soft hair as I fight to keep my eyes open. Lizette sighs, her breath warming my neck where her face is tucked into it. It’s a content sigh and it makes me smile. I must have done all right if she’s gratified.

  Lizette is the first to move, groaning as she peels our sweaty bodies apart and falls over next to me. She brushes her hair away from her face and looks over at me, a satisfied smile curling her pretty mouth.

  “So, how was that for a first time?” She teases, running her hand over my chest.

  I smile adoringly at her. “I will never ever forget it, that’s for sure,” I murmur honestly.

  She blushes slightly, gives me a peck on the lips then gets up and walks naked to the bathroom. I watch her the whole time, my heart doing crazy things in my chest. She has a beautiful ass. I am so in love with her. No question about it. Head over heels – ‘bout to do a happy dance naked – in L.O.V.E.