"What's that?" Piper asks.
I look at the sign hanging on the wall above the table.
"It appears to be the non-smoking section," I tell her.
"Well, that's lovely," she says. "How considerate of them to make sure you can still smell the smoke from here. All-inclusive."
"Come on," I say. "I've got to see the rest of this."
We walk further into the ‘restaurant’ and round the corner before being assaulted by even more intense sounds and smells. It’s actually powerful enough to stop me in my tracks. I can now confidently say that I have visited the meeting place for lost self-respect and drowned hopes and dreams. I kind of love it.
We walk up a ramp to the main section of what I am quickly realizing isn't so much the restaurant advertised in the folder, but a bar that might serve a few appetizers that could pass as edible. A few seconds later, the screeching song ends, and scattered applause ripples through the rest of the room. Taking another step forward, I notice Piper seems stuck in her path.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Everyone is looking at me," she says.
I look around, and for the first time, notice the other people in the bar. We seem to be surrounded by an assortment of men and women of ambiguous ages. Most appear to be older, with tanned leather or orange-tinted skin. Some are paused in compromising positions that suggest a… casual code of conduct.
"They look like they the Angel of Death just walked through the door," Piper hisses at me.
I look at her, taking in her rain-soaked hair, somewhat melted makeup, and clothes clinging to her body. She looks tousled, wild, and unrestrained, and the effect is almost overwhelmingly sexy. Taking her hand, I pull her further into the bar.
"I have a feeling this is the type of place that has a lot of regulars," I say. "We're complete strangers. They don't know if they can trust us yet."
We are walking toward an open table when I see a woman climb up onto a small carpeted platform at the far end of the bar and grab hold of the microphone like she is going to give it CPR. The realization hits me.
Holy shit. This is a karaoke bar. A karaoke bar filled with swingers, experimenters, and people having affairs. This might be the best tourist attraction I have ever found on one of my visits.
"Do you sing?" I ask as Piper and I sit at the table.
"I don't know. Get enough liquor in me, and there are a number of things I might do."
My cock throbs at the comment, and my eyes scan her body briefly. Before I can say anything, a woman with multiple shades of blonde hair appears at the side of the table.
"How are you two doing?" she asks. "I'm Trudy."
Her accent is definitely not from Boston.
"To be honest with you, Trudy, we've been having a rough day."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Want a couple of shots to get started?"
"That sounds perfect."
She walks away without mentioning what those shots might contain, but Trudy looks like a woman who knows what she's doing.
"Did you see how she looked at me?" Piper whispers as soon as Trudy is out of earshot.
"No," I say.
"Everyone in here is looking at me like they want to strip me down and put me under inspection."
"Can I volunteer for the position of inspector?" I ask with a smirk.
Piper narrows her eyes at me slightly, but her lips curve into a slight smile. She starts to say something, but the waitress steps back up to the table with two shots.
Damn it, Trudy.
Piper takes one of the shots and throws it back, grimacing as she swallows. Laughing, I pick up my drink and do the same, albeit with a touch less enthusiasm. I reach for the bowl of lime wedges Trudy set on the table, taking one in my hand. Piper watches as I bring the lime up to my mouth and suck the juice from it. I meet her eyes and feel my body tighten as I see her perfect little pink tongue slip from her mouth and glide across her lips as if following the movement of mine.
* * *
Piper
Trudy appears back at the table and slams two more shots down with a touch more force than necessary. I can only imagine she was angling to get Christian's attention for herself and isn't happy I'm the one he has caught in the gaze of his rich mahogany eyes. Even the hard clink of the glass on the wood doesn't distract Christian from me, though, and I feel like something has shifted between us since we first arrived at the bar. He reaches over, and his fingertips touch the back of my hand. My skin tingles where he touches me, and I don't resist when he picks up my hand and pulls me to my feet.
Christian parts his knees so he can position me standing in between them. Resting his hands on my hips, he pushes into them with his fingertips and leans closer to me. I feel his breath on my collarbone.
Am I really doing this? Is this seriously happening? His mouth brushes my skin, and I'm instantly reminded of how long it's been since anyone has touched me. Maybe this is exactly what I need. A little bit of a welcome home gift to myself. I pick up one of the new tequila shots and throw it back. One last confidence boost. I set the glass down and my body brushes against his, and I feel him harden in response.
Christian pulls me closer and presses his lips to mine. I melt into the kiss, bringing my hand to the back of his neck to hold on to him as he parts my lips with the tip of his tongue, and begins to explore my mouth. He's forceful and demanding, and our tequila-infused kiss only makes me want more.
A few seconds later our mouths tear apart, and I try to force myself to break through the fog caused by Christian's chocolate eyes and sweet tongue. I can almost identify the song being sung, the heartbreaking power-ballad made even more painful by the fact the woman singing it seems right on the edge of being incapable of standing unassisted. She grips the microphone stand with such intensity, I'm honestly worried the second she goes for a high note, she’s going to tip over.
"Are you still hungry?" Christian asks.
His hands move down the curve of my waist, and my heart shudders in my chest as I shake my head. Christian stands up abruptly, the force of his body pushing me back a step. Still holding my hand, he guides me back through the bar. We have only taken a few steps before he stops.
"What is it?" I ask.
"I'll be right back," he says.
He disappears back into the bar, leaving me alone in the cool night air. I tell myself it'll give me time to think, to clear my head so I'm not so caught up in the rush of Christian and the situation. It doesn't work. All I can think about is how much I want him to get out of that bar, so I can taste those lips again. It's impulsive and irrational, but it feels like exactly what I need. He comes through the door, tucking his wallet back in his pocket, and I realized we didn't pay for the drinks before running out of the bar. Without saying anything, he takes my hand and we continue back through the hotel toward the elevator.
As soon as the elevator doors closed, Christian takes my hips and pushes me up against the wall behind us. His mouth crushes down over mine and his body envelops me. His engorged cock nudges me through his pants, and his tongue plunges deeply into my mouth. I'm breathless, yet all I want is more. The elevator doors open, and Christian and I rush toward the room at the end of the hallway. He can't open the door fast enough. I don't want to think about anything. I don’t want to second-guess this. He'll be gone in the morning. All we have is tonight, and I want to savor every second of it.
Chapter Five
Christian
Before the door to the room has a chance to close behind us, I push Piper up against the wall. It hangs open a few inches, and impatient to be alone, I kick it shut. I hungrily move my mouth down her neck, licking and biting her soft skin before wrapping her in my arms and pulling her as close to me as possible. I feel her jump a little in my arms at the sound of the door and I grin. I pick her up off the ground and push her against the wall with my body, holding her in the air by her perfect ass. I reach under her shirt and caress her breast, feeling the fullness of her, wanting to ri
p off her bra and suck on her delicate pink skin.
Patience, Christian.
I continue kissing her neck instead, moving to her collarbone, grinding my length against her. I can barely contain myself. My rock-hard erection already strains painfully against the zipper of my pants.
She reaches down and pulls her shirt off in one fluid motion, exposing her beautiful body to me. I kiss the center of her chest and move to each breast, taking my time, slowly licking the rim where her bra begins and the swell of her breast ends. I close my mouth around her left breast the second Piper unhooks her bra and tosses it aside. My tongue swirls around her nipple and I flick it as I suck gently, hearing her moan loudly. I can feel the heat coming from between her legs through her jeans and I know I want to taste her, all of her, as soon as I can.
I spin her around, my mouth moving to her right breast and repeating the motion from before, staying with her as long as I can before setting her to her feet. I reach for the button on her jeans and flick it open with my thumb. I pull down the waist of her pants and she wiggles them off her hips, exposing lacy black boyshorts underneath. I toss the jeans to the side and run my eyes over her body, devouring her and committing the moment to my memory.
"Get on the bed," I growl. “Now.”
Piper complies with my demand immediately, crawling up the bed so she can rest her head on the pillows while I unbutton my shirt. I see her bite her bottom lip as I slowly remove my button-up, enjoying the feeling of control I have over her, knowing that she wants me just as much as I desire her. I toss the shirt and kneel down on the bed.
I take hold of her foot and turn it aside, pressing my lips to her ankle. I kiss her slowly, taking my time as I move up her leg to her knee, then to her thigh, then to the sensitive area between her leg and her wanting pussy. I look up at her and see her staring down at me, silently begging me to continue but releasing herself to my control. I trace up her other leg with the tip of my finger, stopping only when it reaches the line of her panties. I smile as I slowly run my finger along the lacy fabric, seeing her wiggle beneath my touch. I slide out my tongue, running it along the sides of her panties and she nearly screams in anticipation and pleasure. Her breasts are rising and falling so rapidly I think she might start hyperventilating before I even touch her fully.
"Don't move," I command.
I slide around the panties with my tongue, biting them when I get them off her skin and briefly tasting her core. Her hands impulsively reach for my hair and I know she wants me to stay, to revel in her and bring her to the edge of ecstasy and push her over. But not yet. I pull the panties in my teeth and she arcs her body up, allowing them to slide off of her. She pulls her legs to her and they come off completely, and I can see the wanton need in her eyes. I lay her back down and she opens her legs to me fully, allowing me complete access to her most sensitive parts.
I blow gently on her pussy and I can see an expectant shiver run through her body. I rest one hand on her and begin to trace my tongue on the lips. As I expertly taunt and tease her sweet pussy, her wiggling and squirming beneath me intensifies. I move to her clit and swirl my tongue around it, while I slowly insert a finger inside. Piper moans loudly in response and I can tell she won't last long before I send her into the spirals of an orgasm. I increase the speed of my tongue. Her hands grip tightly into my hair and her moans grow louder, the room filling with the delicious sounds of her pleasure. Suddenly her legs clasp around me and she begins to shake with the power of her orgasm. Her legs shake uncontrollably, and I feel her slowly relax into the bed as I lift myself from her wet heat.
I sit back on my knees and take in the view again, relishing in her sweet curves and the flush of her skin as she comes down from the wave she had been riding. I begin to unbutton my pants and she sits up, obviously eager to continue. I unbutton them and pull down the zipper, releasing my cock to the cool air of the room. I can see hunger and lust flash in Piper's emerald eyes. I stand to pull my boxers down and Piper sits forward to help. She pulls them down the rest of the way, her eyes only leaving mine to stare at the erection in front of her. I kick the pants off, enjoying my view standing on the bed, Piper below me, her eyes pleading for me to tell her what to do next.
"Open your mouth." She obeys without hesitation.
Her hand reaches up and touches my stomach, and I move it down to the base of my cock and she wraps her fingers around it. I inch closer to her and she takes the invitation, licking the tip of the head and swirling her tongue around it. She pulls on me, stroking me as she lavishes my cock with attention, slowly licking all the way down until she has covered the entirety of it, making my cock wet as she strokes. She opens her mouth and takes me inside her, allowing me to gently thrust until I can feel the back of her throat. Her mouth closes around me, sucking me deeply, rocking her head back and forth, and I moan.
I take a handful of her dark tresses in my hand and guide her as she strokes me with her mouth and hand, moving the other down to massage underneath. I can feel myself building towards an orgasm and know I can't hold on for very much longer. I steel myself and look down at her, relishing in how she is celebrating me with her mouth. The sexiness of the calm confidence in her movements mixed with her enthusiasm is intoxicating. She picks up speed and I can feel myself edging closer to oblivion. I know I have to stop her, despite how much I want her to continue.
I pull my hips back and she looks up at me, a hint of worry crossing her face. I kiss her instantly, not wanting her to think she had done something wrong, and she melts beneath my kiss. I kneel down to continue kissing her and she lowers with me, until we are both lying down, me on top of her. I can feel my erection so close to her waiting core and she is nearly vibrating with anticipation at what’s to come. I kiss her neck again and make my way down to her stomach before quickly standing and crossing the room.
I walk over to the bag Piper had brought in earlier, knowing there are plenty of condoms inside, and snatch it from the desk. I unzip it, take out her camera to set aside, and then turn it over, spilling its contents everywhere. I see one of the loose foil packets and grab it, ripping it open with my teeth and tossing the wrapper on the floor as I make my way back to the bed. I place the tip on the head and roll it back and I hear Piper inhale sharply. She knows what is coming and she craves it as much as I do.
I climb back onto the bed and she opens herself to me again. I position myself close and place my head near her opening. I use my hand to move my cock, teasing her, wetting it with her natural juices and she moans loudly when it touches her aching clit. I rub it across her center for a moment before positioning it at the opening again.
"Christian…please," she whimpers.
I grin.
I slide inside her tight pussy slowly, filling her, taking her to the line between pleasure and pain. Her mouth opens as if to cry out, but no sounds escape her lips and I push even further. Piper arches her back, pushing her breasts into me as I continue to fill her. Finally, I feel her body relax as she takes in as much of my length as she can. I rock back and push forward again, going deeper, and she moans even louder than before in response. I rock back and thrust again, this time harder, and her moan becomes a scream of ecstasy. I take my thumb and rub it over her swollen clit, causing her to tremble and shake beneath me.
She’s so fucking sexy.
My rhythm increases in speed and fervor, and Piper begins to writhe and pant underneath me. She comes again and her body clenches around me. I feel the throb of her walls as she tries to milk me to my own orgasm and I breathe deeply, not wanting to finish just yet. Her tightness and warmth are making it nearly impossible to push through. I stop my motion and slide my hand underneath her slick body.
"Turn around," I say.
I withdraw from her, wanting nothing more than to remain inside, but allowing her body to flip over. As she turns away from me, I pull her back onto my lap. She slides into place and I feel my hard cock enter her again. I pull her close and cup her breasts with
my hands, massaging them lightly. My lips move across her neck and the top of her spine as she begins to rock on top of me. I move one hand down her body and a finger explores her until it finds her clit again. As she rides me, I apply pressure and gently move my finger in a circular motion. One of her arms reaches up and wraps around my neck and her moaning intensifies.
Piper begins to move faster now, and I can feel myself inching closer again. If I am going to finish, though, I want my orgasm to be one with hers. I continue to massage her as she rocks harder now and the sounds escaping her lips are more desperate and louder than before. I can tell she is almost there again, and the feeling of her ass bouncing against my pelvis sends me down an intense path of pleasure that I can no longer control.
Forcefully, I grab her hips in my hands and she falls forward onto the bed. Her ass rises up instinctively and I rise up on one knee, my other leg bent as if to stand. I pull her to me and feel myself slide as deep into her as possible, and her muffled screams of pleasure push me to go faster. I thrust relentlessly until I can take it no longer. I scream out as I explode into an orgasm so powerful I become stiff, holding Piper in place as she shakes with her own release. I feel my body pulse and finally, when all of me is spent, I begin to relax. Piper relaxes with me and we slowly slide down until we are laying in the bed, still intertwined. She turns to face me, and I take her in a deep kiss, our tongues lazily and happily exploring each other before we drift into a contented, dreamless sleep.
Unexpected Daddies Page 77
