"Oh, my bad. It's over here on the desk. I swear I put it in the file cabinet. Sorry."
I look at her and smile. She's biting her lip and I'm not going to be able to tease her much longer.
The rest of the day is pretty normal, but she's catching on to the bullshit, and I can tell she isn't going to take it much longer. I'm worried she might bite my head off like a praying mantis if I don't make a move.
"You know—"
Her eyes light up.
"I was thinking that once work is done today, we won't really have any professional ties. Maybe we could grab dinner?"
Her cheeks flush with red hues and she tries to play it cool, but she can barely keep from squirming in her seat. She smiles and stutters, yet manages to get a few words out. "Umm, yes. I would like that."
"Awesome. I'll pick you up at seven. Text me your address." I stand up from the chair and walk to the door.
"There's still five minutes of work left."
I glance back and she has her hands on her sexy little hips. I throw her a wink. "That's what the quiche was for."
I'm cruising in the Fastback, drawing looks at every corner. She really is a thing of beauty. Highland green like Steve McQueen's in Bullitt, only his was a '68. I don't know if I've ever loved a woman more than this car, well, other than my mom. It's the only car I've driven since I was 17.
I pull up to Holly's house. I'm certain she heard me and is standing by the door. They always are. She'll make me wait 30 seconds before she answers, so as not to appear desperate.
I walk up and knock. Sure enough, 30 seconds later the door opens, and she looks gorgeous. I have flowers, of course. She's getting the whole package tonight. Her dress is black and mid-length. It would be conservative for most, but it's probably the sexiest thing in her closet. It doesn't matter. She looks smoking hot in it, and it's going to end up on the floor.
I open the car door for her like a gentleman, courtesy of Mrs. Hannover who would wallop me with a cast iron skillet if I behaved any differently. She's impressed, but I think it's more with the car than my chivalrous nature.
I walk around and get in the driver's seat. Right now is my favorite part of the evening. When I turn the key, her panties are going to melt. I can see her waiting. I fire up the Fastback, and my baby continues her winning streak. The vibrations under the hood send her squirming in her seat. Sorry for ruining your panties, Holly. I'll just have to rip those off of you.
Soon.
"Wow. I am in love with this car."
"She's taken." I flash her a grin.
I pop the clutch and hammer it about halfway, enough to get a rush of adrenaline running through Holly as her back is forced against the seat. It's standard procedure for my dates. I quickly slow back down to cruising speed.
"Oh my fucking god." She immediately covers her mouth, like it's a sin to drop an f-bomb.
Won't be the last time she says that phrase tonight.
"Holly?"
"Yeah?"
I lean over next to her. "It's okay to say fuck in front of me. We're grown-ups now."
She punches me in the arm playfully as I laugh. There's that smile.
"You have a smart mouth on you, you know that?"
You're going to find out how smart my fucking mouth is. Very soon.
"I know. I probably kid too much."
"No, it suits you. It's cute. You don't overdo it." She twirls her hair with her index finger.
"Well thank you. I'm glad someone appreciates it."
We pull up to the restaurant—it's on the first floor of a large hotel—and I reluctantly hand my keys to the valet. I'm not happy about it. I usually avoid these guys.
Holly must sense my frustration. "Aww, are you afraid she's going to cheat on you in the parking garage?"
I cover my mouth and gasp. "She would never."
Holly smiles and it sets me at ease a little. I love watching women genuinely laugh, especially those who take life far too seriously. She smiles and wraps her arm around the inside of mine as we walk to the table. Good. She's feeling more confident, more certain that hot, deprived pussy is going to be filled with this cock, instead of two fingers in a lonely bathtub.
Dinner is full of jokes and laughter. She orders a steak, medium-rare, and I want to bend her over the table to express my gratitude for her appreciation of meat. I love a woman who orders a steak and knows how it should be cooked. I had a date order a steak well-done once, and put ketchup on it. I never looked at her the same again.
The check comes and she tries to reach for it, a noble gesture on her part.
"If you want to hold my hand, all you have to do is ask." I smile.
I pull the check back over to me as her hand slides down mine. She blushes and sinks back in her chair.
"Sorry. I'm just used to picking up the bill."
"Jesus, what kind of guys do you date?" I stare at her like she's a strange looking insect.
"Homeless derelicts, apparently."
"So, tell me something about you. Something nobody knows." I lean in toward her.
"Oh, we're going to play that game?" She stares at me.
Who is this woman? Four hours ago she was an uptight dictator.
"I'm an adrenaline junkie. I went skydiving once and it was incredible."
"Do you do many exciting things?" I take a sip of water.
"No. I'm always at work. It's really all I do, if you couldn't tell." She laughs.
"You know what you need? A vacation, doing a bunch of daredevil shit." I smile.
"I don't have time—"
"Make time. You only get one shot at life. You work too hard. Make it count for something."
I have to use this to my advantage. I'm now on a mission to take her on a thrill ride, an erotic roller coaster of sorts. My heart races at the thought. "I have an idea. I'll be right back. Don't move."
I get up and head to the front of the restaurant. I have a buddy who works here, and I need a set of keys. Yes, it's all part of my plan.
When I return, I'm ducked down like some kind of secret agent. I lean over into Holly's ear. "Come on. I want to show you something."
Her eyes grow wide and she takes my hand.
We're riding up the hotel elevator, and the tension is already building in my stomach. Part of me wants to rip her dress off and pound her up against the wall. It's not a bad move. I've done it before. I have something much more exhilarating in store for her though.
We approach the 30th floor, and I tell her to close her eyes. She doesn't resist. The elevator door opens and I guide her down a hallway. I pull out the keys, open a door, and we step out onto the roof that overlooks the city skyline. She's not the first to visit this rooftop, but she is the first to receive this kind of treatment.
"Can I open my eyes yet?" Her hands shake, and my grin widens.
"No. Just wait. It'll be worth it."
She has no idea what she's about to experience. The sounds of cars rushing past rise to my ears and the urban smells grow intense with each wind gust that rushes between the buildings.
I walk her over to the edge of the rooftop. There's a small wall about three feet high on the edge of the building. She faces away from me, and I stare at her once more in her black dress. I have to get inside this woman.
Soon.
"Keep your eyes closed, and relax." It's more of a command than a request.
I breathe heavily in her ear, and exhale my warm breath down her neck and shoulder.
"What are you doing?" she whispers.
"Exactly what you want me to do. What you've wanted me to do all week."
"Oh really? What's that?" She giggles.
Her eyes are closed and her chin is tilted up as the night air rushes over our faces. I run my hand over her ass and pull up her dress, inching my fingers slowly towards where she needs them. She squirms and squeezes her legs together.
"Just let it happen." I nibble on her ear lobe.
She parts her legs as my fingers
caress the insides of her thighs, massaging around her entrance. I brush my knuckles up against her. She exhales. Loud.
"Keep your eyes closed. Enjoy the moment."
I drop to my knees and shove her dress up over her toned ass to reveal a sexy black thong. Yeah, she came prepared. My right hand reaches around the front and I start to tease her little bump in small circles. She moans and playfully tries to push her ass away from my face. She needs to learn who's in charge. It's time for her to get what she came for.
I pull her thong to the side with my left hand and bury my nose in her ass, running my tongue the length of her slit and then swirl it around her swollen pink entry.
"Fuck." It's a breathy moan.
That's right.
I stop momentarily and marvel at her ass, slapping lightly as I massage it. She coos again. I take both hands and spread her cheeks apart, darting my warm tongue into her little puckered asshole, teasing the tight ridges.
"Oh my god." She bites out.
"Keep your eyes closed." I continue to flick my tongue around her asshole as I slide my hand up toward her cunt. I tease around her before slowly snaking my fingers inside, one at a time.
Goddamn she is so fucking wet and tight. My cock is so hard I might pass out. I imagine how amazing it will feel when she squeezes those walls around me, refusing to let me out of her.
My fingers slide farther into her, exploring everything, leaving nothing unpleased.
"Harder." She whispers into the night.
I'm not one to say no to requests.
"Like this?" I start ramming my fingers to the hilt and she clamps down around them like a vise. Her pussy is coating my hand with her wetness and I'm running my fingers around the ridge I've found deep inside of her, feeling every one of her reactions to my touch, knowing she'll spend the rest of her life dreaming and fantasizing about this moment.
"Yes." Her legs stiffen.
She's holding back. Still afraid to let go. I have to push her past her breaking point.
"Relax. Let me please you."
Her thighs loosen and I turn up the heat. I go to town on her needy little cunt, ramming the fuck out of it with my middle and index finger. I rub her wetness around her asshole with my thumb, teasing it while I enjoy her reactions. She's about to release.
"I'm going to come." She's nodding and moaning. The sound is muffled, like she's biting down on her arm.
Goddamn right you are.
I time her moans with the smacking sound of my fingers hammering her pussy. Right when she's on the edge, I bury my thumb inside of her wet little asshole and give her what she deserves. She starts shuddering and convulsing. I can feel the energy ripping through her thighs, down into her toes, and up through her shoulders as she tightens around my fingers.
I don't even give her time to catch her breath. I want that pussy, now. I flip her around and her freshly orgasmed, bare pussy is in front of me at eye level. Standing up, I smack both hands on her ass and scoot her up onto the ledge. Her eyes are still closed, and her dress is hiked to her hips. I rip her panties off and shove them in my pocket before taking my pants to my ankles.
My dick wobbles free in the night air.
"I want it." Her chest heaves up and down as she pants, still not having recovered from coming on my fingers.
I've set another one free. She's cock hungry and ready. I line the head of my cock up with her eager cunt and shove it into her. Usually I take my time and go in for the slow entry, but I can tell she wants it rough. I was right.
"Fuck!" She bites into her arm when I go into her.
I start pumping. Hard and fast, the way she wants it.
"Fuck my pussy," she moans.
Jesus Christ! I may blow my load in a matter of seconds at her words, as they fuel my hips to speed up. I pound my thighs into her, and her tight little hole feels fucking amazing as she grips me with her legs. I wrap my arms around her back and lean her out over the edge of the building. It's an extremely gutsy move, but it's about to pay some fucking dividends.
She moans as I fuck her as deep and hard as possible. I lean down to her ear. "Open your eyes."
She slowly pries her eyes open and turns her head to see the busy street 30 stories down. Fear rushes over her face momentarily and she claws at my shoulders, her body tensing around me. It pulls me deeper into her as her walls constrict. I groan as her hot cunt hugs tight around my cock. The fear on her face quickly turns to pure ecstasy as the adrenaline courses through her veins.
How's that for a fucking thrill?
"You like that?" I ask with a smile.
Her petite body quivers, tightening as I pound her as deep and hard as possible. She leans her head back and goes limp in my arms, completely trusting me, as I keep ramming her over and over. My balls slap against her asshole as she reaches back for her hair.
"Fuck!"
I lift her up, slip my cock out of her, and start slapping my hard dick on her little cunt, teasing back and forth on her swollen clit. Her eyes are locked on mine, fear and elation running through her body. I flip her around and fist her hair, yanking her ear up to my mouth.
"You want to get fucked hard?" I say through gritted teeth.
"Jesus Christ." She can barely breathe.
I yank her hair harder and bite down on the shell of her ear.
"Yes." She nods.
"You want me to pound this cunt from behind?" I reach around with my free hand and slap my hand across her pussy, then tease her clit in lazy circles.
"Oh my god." Her head flies back and I tighten my grip in her hair while I lick up her neck and back to her ear.
"Yeah. Rough from the back is how you want it. Isn't it?" I fist my cock and slide it under her pussy. I can feel the heat on my shaft, but I fight the urge to take what's mine. I growl into her ear. "Yeah, I fucking thought so. You like when I tell you how you want to get fucked?" I tease back and forth underneath her again.
"Mmhmm." She nods, her body trembling in my hands.
I squeeze her hair tighter and slap my cock up into her clit. She moans.
"Tell me you're a little whore." I tease the head of my dick through her wet folds.
"Fuck." She moans.
I let go of my dick and slap her across the ass, leaving her pale skin red. My dick grows harder at the sight.
She winces, but pushes her ass back to me. "I-I'm a little whore."
I reach down and run my hand across her pussy. I breathe into her ear. Her pussy is so hot and ready for me that I can barely contain myself. I turn her head and press my lips to hers, our tongues intertwining as I shove my fingers inside of her. She moans into my mouth as I take them as deep as possible into her core.
I slip them out of her and release her from the kiss, then reach up and shove my fingers into her mouth. "Can you taste how bad your pussy wants my fucking dick?"
Her head bobs on my fingers, her eyes wide and locked onto mine. She swirls her tongue around them as I slip them out of her mouth.
"I'm your little whore, Joel. Please fuck me." She whispers through her labored breaths.
Jesus.
This fucking woman. I shove her forward so that she's bent over the wall and smack her ass again.
She squeals.
I fist my cock and slap it on her bright red ass cheek, then run it underneath her and up and down her ass crack. I reach underneath and paw at her perky little tits through her dress and squeeze hard on one of her tight nipples.
She tries to rise up and I shove her back down and line my cock up with her pink pussy.
"You asked for this."
I lean over her back and grab her by the hair, pulling her head up to me. I bite down on her shoulder and plunge into her from behind, then start ramming her up against the wall. Her head drops when I let go of her hair, and she's looking down at the street below. I can feel the energy and heat ripping from every limb in her body down into her pussy. She starts bucking her ass up against me and I pound it right back in perfect rhyt
hm, shaking her whole body. Gripping her around the waist, I start railing her as hard and fast as humanly possible.
She's trying to scream, but can barely get any words out as I grab her hair and yank her up toward my face. I clap my hand over her mouth, and fuck her to the rhythm of the screams that build in her lungs and land against my palm.
She's in heaven. I can tell she's never been fucked like this before, only dreamed about it while wrapped up in her bed sheets.
My mouth is next to her ear. "Tell me. Tell me what you want. I already know what it is."
The sound of our bodies slapping together echoes off the brick walls of the building. I take my hand off her mouth and smack her ass again. She tightens around my cock and moans.
"I want your cock in my ass." Her words are a jumbled mess, the sound of her voice vibrating from how fast I'm fucking her.
"What's that? Couldn't hear you."
She moans something like a whimper. "I want you to fuck my ass."
A wry smile spreads across my face, her words music to my ears. I could tell she wanted it dark and dirty the first day I met her.
I let my spit drip down in between her ass cheeks, while still pummeling her from behind. I work my natural lube into her clenched asshole with my thumb while she reaches back and spreads her ass for me. I'm getting it nice and wet as I slip my cock out of her.
I drop down to my knees.
"Play with that pussy. Give me a show."
She rubs her hand back and forth over her mound, cooing and moaning up at the bright, full moon. I spread her ass cheeks, revealing that beautiful asshole that's about to have my cock buried deep inside of it. I spit all over it and shove my tongue inside. She jerks suddenly and starts rubbing her clit harder and faster. I get her nice and wet, darting my tongue in and out.
I work my fingers inside, readying her for her wildest fantasy, then grab a small container of lube from my jacket pocket. I'd planned ahead. I squirt some on her ass and my fingers, then start working it in slowly. She's moaning as I take my fingers in and out of her, her tight hole loosening more each time I press them in.
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