“I was thinking that we could,” I paused, swallowing. “Um, that we could go back to your room and…”
“Fuck?” she asked with a smile.
I choked on my sip of beer. “Well, I was going to say talk, but…”
“Great, you probably think I’m a slut or something,” she said, frowning.
Was she a slut? I worried that she just wanted to fuck me, but I’d hoped that she wanted more. I wanted more.
“Do you—”
“I’m sorry. Honestly, I don’t go around screwing every guy I meet. I just…”
“Feel different?” I asked, holding my breath and waiting for her to tell me what I wanted to hear.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “I feel different around you.”
“Me, too. Let’s just put our cards out there and see what happens these next seven days.”
“Okay.” She smiled.
“I’ll go first. I told Easton to take Brooke somewhere for an hour. I want to talk to you with no one around. I want to get to know you and not have to worry about other guys hitting on you.”
“No one has hit on me. You on the other hand…” She smirked and bit her lip.
That fucking lip biting again!
“I wasn’t interested in those two broads. I’m interested in you.” I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and take her to the nearest corner where no one could see us.
“Good. I’m interested in you, too. But what if I wanted to do more than talk?” She blushed and once again I was turned on by her bluntness.
“Trust me, I want to do more than talk too.”
Holy shit what was wrong with me?
I was being very forward with Avery and that wasn’t my style. The only other time I was this forward was with Mike at the bowling alley and that was because I needed a rebound guy. I was over what’s-his-name-who-had-a-girlfriend-the-whole-time-I-was-seeing-him. There was something about Avery that made me want to climb him like a stripper pole, and not just topless dancer style. I wanted to be butt ass naked.
After all, I’d shaved everywhere for this night while I was getting ready.
“What if we don’t have time to talk after?” I asked.
“We have seven more days left at sea. I think we can find time to talk. But we better hurry or we’ll give our best friends a show.” He smiled.
Man, his smile flipped my stomach upside down like I was a princess moving to Bel Air.
I grabbed Avery’s hand and led him towards my room. The bar in the lounge area was packed as people danced to the blaring music, and we had to elbow our way through a crowd just to make it to the elevators. Seriously, didn’t these people know where we were going? A couple holding hands, going to the elevators that led to the rooms… It was like we were a walking sign flashing we were gonna do it. People should be clapping and parting like the Red Sea because this was what everyone came to do on the cruise.
After waiting at the elevator and pushing the button twenty-million times, it finally dinged and opened. People took their time to get out—at least it felt like they did. I was itching to get behind closed doors and it seemed like everything was taking forever. We stepped in and so did other people causing the small space to feel even more cramped.
Finally, we made it to my floor, still hand in hand. I pulled the key card from my bra and slipped it in the door. If Brooke and Easton were still in the room, I was going to lose my shit. I was trying to play it cool so Avery didn’t think I was a slut. Maybe he didn’t think that, but I knew I was giving off that vibe. My vagina was wet as the fucking ocean we were sailing on, and if I didn’t get release soon, I was going to take matters into my own hands.
I needed to calm down.
I took a deep breath and opened the door to my empty room.
“Thank the Lord,” Avery said, kicking the door closed behind him.
I turned, watching him start to unbutton his dress shirt, and I immediately started to kick off my heels. He shrugged off his shirt and threw it on the floor.
“Yeah, we aren’t going to start off talking,” he said, walking towards me.
I bit my lip out of habit and waited for him to press his hard, muscular body against mine. I wanted to run my hands along his smooth, broad shoulders, down to his chest, to his six pack—correction, eight pack. I’d never seen an eight pack before. I’d heard about it, but I thought it was a myth. Most guys I knew only cared about their arms and chest. They were happy with a four pack.
My eyes opened wide and my hand reach out to touch him before I could remember that I wanted to start at his shoulders.
“Yeah…I don’t think we’ll be talking either,” I said, looking up at him through my eyelashes. It was hard to remove my eyes from his stomach, but I tried not to stare at the washboard in front of me.
“We have plenty of time, trust me. Right now, I’m going to take you hard and fast. It’s been a long time for me and I probably can’t hold out anyway, so I’m going to be up front and just tell you that this won’t last long. But I promise I’ll make you come a few times first. Then tonight, after Brooke goes to sleep, we’re going to meet up so we can make the next time last longer. I’ll kick Easton out of my room if I have to. But most importantly, this needs to be fast because I don’t want your best friend to be jealous that you get to fuck this.” He smirked, motioning to his body, and we started laughing. “Really, I don’t want them to walk in on us.”
Brooke would totally be jealous because Jared was a skinny fucker, opposite of Avery and Easton. Avery was right, we didn’t have time to explore each other’s bodies and we obviously just needed the release. I was cool with that. My heart had been broken too many times for me to hope that Avery would want to cuddle with me after we’d had sex. I couldn’t get my hopes up. I needed to live in the moment and time was ticking for that hour to be up and Brooke and Easton to walk through the door.
“Well, stop talking and let’s do this,” I said, unzipping my dress and stepping out of it.
Avery swallowed hard, staring at me. I unhooked my bra, watching him lick his lips, then paused, waiting for his eyes to return to mine. Avery finally looked up and I motioned for him to hurry. He quickly started to unbutton his pants, pulling them down with his boxers, and I tossed my bra on the floor followed by my panties.
Any other day I’d be self-conscious about my body. I went to the gym a few nights a week and I was in good shape, but I didn’t know Avery. Maybe that’s why I was comfortable around him. Maybe this cruise was only meant to help me loosen up. Usually alcohol had that effect on me, but I wasn’t drunk. I wanted this. I wanted this with Avery.
He threw his pants in our pile of clothes and we stood there naked, looking at each other for a few seconds before we both took a step forward and connected our lips again. Avery’s erection poked me in my center before he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist.
He stepped forward, carrying me to the foot of one of the twin beds. “I had an idea to push the beds together, but I don’t think we have time.”
“That’s okay,” I said, kissing along his neck as he placed me down.
He returned his mouth to mine, his fingers running along my smooth skin from my chest to my pussy. I spread my legs a little, giving him room to insert a finger, moaning into his mouth at the contact. Avery pumped his finger in and out, then added another as he sucked on my nipple. I loved the feel of Avery’s fingers in me and when his palm brushed my clit, my back arched and I moaned again.
“You like that?” he whispered and I shivered as his hot breath tickled my skin.
“Yeah,” I panted.
He worked his way down my chest, licking a path and not stopping until his mouth was on my pussy. I’d thought his lips were made for me to kiss, but I was wrong. His mouth was made to lick me. He knew exactly where to go and what to do. I didn’t have to tell him left, right, stop, harder, use your fingers and your tongue. He knew. Before I realized it, my body was clenching while I moaned again, but louder
.
“Again?” he asked.
Again? Yeah, I could go again, but if he was as good with his cock as he was with his tongue, then I was in for a real ride.
“No,” I shook my head. “I want to feel you.”
He kissed me again before lifting himself off the bed to go to his pants. I watched as he pulled a condom out of the pocket of his jeans and covered himself with the latex.
“You’re really beautiful. You know that?” Avery asked. I felt my face warm. “I’m serious and not just because you’re laying naked in front me.”
“Thank you,” I said, biting my lip in embarrassment.
“You’re going to have to stop doing that.”
“Stop what?”
“Biting your lip.”
“You don’t like when I do that?” Every guy liked when I did it.
“No,” he said shaking his head. “I love it and it makes my dick hard. I’ve had a hard time controlling myself these last few hours.”
“Maybe that’s why I do it.” I smirked as he walked towards me on the bed.
“Then you’re a naughty girl,” he said, nudging my legs further apart with his knees.
I bit my lip again, the anticipation killing me.
I would swear to God that my dick had been hard ever since I saw Nicole bite her lip for the first time. It was like a sign asking me to look at it, and when I did all I thought about was her pretty mouth wrapped around my cock. I wanted her mouth around my shaft, but that damn clock was ticking. I should have told Easton to wait a few hours. No, I should have put a fucking sock on the door.
New business idea: Design Halo socks and sponsor a singles cruise. That way, roommates know when the other is getting lucky and then they’ll visit our bar when they’re in NYC.
I spread Nicole’s legs wider to allow my body to fit between her thighs and I looked into her eyes, thinking about how fast this all came about. I came on the cruise to meet someone, but I never expected it to be this fast. Nicole told me she was worried about being a slut, but what did that make me? I was doing the same thing.
I kissed her again, slowly inching my dick inside her.
Once I was all the way in, I began moving my hips. It had been years since I’d had to fuck on a twin size bed and it wasn’t working that well. Nicole could be on top, but I had the urge to fuck her hard.
“Hold on.” I pulled out and planted both feet on the side of the bed. “Turn and face me, then wrap your legs around my waist.”
Nicole scooted down the bed a little until she was level with my hips and then turned, her body rotating so she could wrap her legs around my waist. I lifted her up by her ass, holding her up while I slid into her again, my feet planted on the floor.
“Ready?”
“Yeah.”
Thrusting in and out, I held Nicole’s firm ass in my hands and tried to mentally talk myself into holding out until she was on the brink of coming. The afternoon had made me ready to explode and I’d almost come all over the comforter of the bed just from licking her sweet pussy. My balls were aching, my dick was pulsing, and at any moment I was going to come harder than I had in a really long time.
We stared at each other while I pounded into her. She was biting her lip again, which was not helping my urge to come. I groaned with frustration. I should have jerked it in the shower before going to the mixer, but instead, I was on the verge of being known as the two minute man.
I pumped my hips faster, groaning as Nicole braced herself with her arms so her head didn’t hit the wall. I’d warned her that this was going to be hard and fast, and really, there was no other way.
Why didn’t I think of the sock sooner?
Sweat started to pool on my forehead, my hips still pounding. Nicole moaned, breaking eye contact and I looked down, watching my dick slide into her pussy.
“Don’t stop,” she moaned.
“I won’t,” I said, clenching my teeth.
She needed to get there again and fast. I moved my right hand from her ass to rub her clit hard as I pumped. I thrust and rubbed, Nicole still bracing herself with her arms, and then she finally said the words that were music to my ears.
“I’m coming.”
I groaned, my hips still rocking. “Me, too, Baby.”
My ass clenched and my arm burned from holding her up as my hot cum spilled into the condom. I set Nicole down, leaned over her, kissing her again.
“Wow…”
“Yeah…” I smirked. Every guy wanted to hear that word after sex.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, our breathing coming down. Slowing I began to pull out of her and looked down.
“Oh shit. The condom broke.”
“What?” she screeched, sitting up on her elbows.
“The…” I paused, looking up to meet her gaze.
“I’m clean,” she said with panic in her voice.
“I’m clean, too, but what about you getting pregnant?”
She sighed. “I’m on the pill. We’ll be okay.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. I always wanted a child, but not like this. Not with someone who might be a one-night stand. I didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but I knew I didn’t want it to be just a one-time thing. I was really into Nicole, but I didn’t know if what she was feeling was anything more than horny.
I went into the tiny bathroom and cleaned up. When I returned into the room, Nicole was dressed in pajama bottoms and a tank top on top of the bed, her eyes closed and probably on the verge of passing out. I knew I was. I was tired from the long day of travel followed by the vigorous sex session.
Without saying anything, I slipped into my boxers and tossed on my undershirt then slid in behind Nicole on the bed.
“You don’t have to cuddle,” she said, looking over her shoulder at me.
I paused for a moment. “But I want to.”
We lay on the twin bed, our bodies spooning, and before long I could no longer fight the sleep that overtook me.
I awoke with Nicole still in my arms and light coming through the tiny window. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw that the other twin bed hadn’t been slept in and a smile broke across my face. Easton got lucky too.
Nicole stirred. “What time is it?”
“I don’t know, but it’s light out.”
Her eyes widened. “Brooke didn’t come back?”
“Nope.” I smiled.
“Wow…”
“You seem surprised,” I said as I kissed her bare shoulder.
“She has a boyfriend and she was pretty adamant about not cheating on him.”
“I’m not surprised. Easton has a way of getting whatever he wants.”
“I’m not sure if that’s supposed to make this situation better or worse.” She chuckled.
“I’m not sure either. Let’s get them and go to breakfast. I’m starving.”
I left Nicole in her room so she could get dressed and went to my room. I hesitated before slipping my key into the door, not wanting to see Easton naked, but then shrugged and opened it. Easton was in his bed and Brooke was in my bed under the covers. I wondered if they’d fucked too. I knew Easton wasn’t much of a cuddler.
They both looked up at me as I walked farther into the room, the door shutting behind me.
“Morning!” I said with a huge smile.
Easton groaned and Brooke’s eyes became huge. “Morning?” she asked.
“Yep, looks like half of us didn’t sleep in the right room last night,” I said with a wink. “But you two need to get up and get dressed. We’re going to breakfast.” As soon as Brooke was out the door, I started in on my best friend, wanting to confirm that we both had a good night. “So, you and Brooke, too?” I asked.
He groaned again and rolled over so he wasn’t facing me. “No.”
I chuckled, not believing my ears. “Easton Crawford couldn’t seal the deal, but I was able to?”
“I wasn’t trying to seal any deal. She has a boyfriend, remember?”
&n
bsp; “You’re still acting like that has ever stopped you before,” I said, rummaging through my luggage for clean clothes.
“It’s too early to get the third degree from you. Why aren’t you still shacked up with Nicole instead of bothering me?”
“It’s not that early, and if we want to go to breakfast, we have to get ready now.”
We arrived at the restaurant before the girls and once again two women approached us.
“We saw you both last night at the mixer, and we were going to approach you, but then two other chicks did, and then two more, and before we’d knew it, we’d lost our chance,” girl number one said. She had brown hair with a strip of purple and was wearing way too much perfume.
“So we saw you sitting here and wanted to come over and ask if you two would like to join us for a swim after breakfast?” girl number two chimed in. She had blonde hair with a pink strip. It was like they’d planned their hair so they could be twins.
“I’m sorry, but we’re waiting on two women that we have plans with all day,” Easton said.
Girl number one reached over and slid her hand up his arm. My eyes darted to the doors, waiting for Nicole to walk in at any minute. “You know we have seven days, right? I’m sure you can work us in—together.” She bit her lip and looked at her friend.
She bit her lip, but it did nothing to my dick. Nicole however…
“Sorry ladies, but we aren’t interested,” Easton said bluntly.
“You two don’t need to be such assholes. You’re on a singles cruise where all people do is hook-up. No one takes this thing seriously—especially guys!” girl number two snapped.
“Well, I do and I’m already taken,” I snapped back. I liked Nicole a lot and I didn’t need Thing One and Thing Two to fuck anything up.
Girl number one turned and looked at Easton. “Yeah, I’m taken too,” he said, holding up his hands.
“Whatever,” girl number one huffed. They both stood and walked away.
“Dude, these girls are relentless,” I said to Easton.
“I know, and we’re probably the only ones taking it seriously.”
The One (The Halo Series Book 2) Page 5
