by Eve R. Hart
My jaw dropped open and some kind of noise fell out of my throat that was not smooth in any way, shape, or form.
“Stop looking at me like that, Lake.”
I couldn’t stop. It seemed that the swell of her plump boobs was what held my attention. Oh, and the hot pink lace that was holding them up.
“Lake,” she said my name again and I didn’t miss the sexy way it rolled off her tongue.
“Bridge,” I breathed out, my eyes moving up her chest and neck, lingering on those sweet lips that I was suddenly desperate to taste for a beat too long, then finally settling on her beautiful whiskey-colored eyes. I searched for signs of uncertainty or disgust, but all I was met with were swirls of lust. “This isn’t a good idea. We both are a little drunk and I don’t want to do anything we’d regret later.”
“I’m not that drunk. Oh, and I’ll make sure you won’t regret it.” There was a hint of something sinister in her tone and the smirk that tipped up on one side of her lips told me I was in for something I’d never forget. And suddenly my pants were way too constricting.
“And what about you?”
“Oh, I never do anything I know I’ll regret.”
Before I could get another word in, her hand was fisting my shirt as she pulled me closer and then my lips were on hers. That sobered me up real quick because this was something I knew I wouldn’t want to miss a second of.
Her lips were soft and a little cold still. They tasted sweet and like rain and winter. Soon they were warm against my own and as her tongue glided along my seam, I knew there was no going back. I opened for her, my tongue snaking out to meet hers in a smooth, soft dance.
Her fingers found their way under my shirt and in the blink of an eye, she whipped it up and off of me.
“You ready to be the Lake under this Bridge?”
She paused and blinked up at me almost like she couldn’t believe something so bad had come out of her mouth.
“That shouldn’t have…” My words trailed off because my brain was starting to shut down. How those words managed to turn me on more, I would probably never want to know.
“Yeah, that was not sexy. Sorry,” she said with a laugh.
My lips were on hers again before either one of us could say something worse and make this thing come to a screeching halt. Or possibly give me some weird complex because I managed to stay hard in such an awkward situation.
With a not so gentle push, I found myself falling back onto the bed. My eyes were on hers as she crawled up my body and settled her lace covered ass on my upper thighs. Her lips were warm and wet as she kissed down my neck. My hands slid into her panties and my fingers dug into her luscious ass. She continued to kiss down my body and when her teeth lightly scraped over my nipple, I hissed as my body shuddered.
That caught me off guard for a second and through the haze in my brain, I thought that I wanted it to happen again.
“You like that?” she asked.
“I think so?”
Before I could even figure out if that was a statement or a question, her velvety tongue was circling my nipple slowly. My fingers dug harder into her ass as my hips bucked and jerked upward.
Was that what it felt like for women when I did the same thing to their tits? I mean, I was a boob man for sure, so I loved to suck and play with them. It was the second thing I noticed in a woman. First was always the eyes because the eyes usually never lied.
Her lips closed around my nipple and with an unexpected intensity, she sucked and teased me.
“Holy shit!” I screamed out.
One of my hands left her ass only to wrap around the base of her braid, pulling her head back so her neck was exposed. I pushed her head up until my lips met the tender flesh just under her jaw.
I wanted to feel how wet she was for me. And without even realizing it, my fingers were following the curve of her ass until my middle finger brushed over her soaked entrance.
Now it was her turn to rock against me with frantic need.
My finger slipped inside her with ease and soon I was adding another.
She rode my fingers until I felt like it was all I could do not to come in my pants.
Her back arched and my lips ripped away from the hold they had on her shoulder.
“Fuck,” I grunted trying my best to hold back.
Her hands went to my pants, frantically working to unbuckle my belt and pull the button-fly open. In a blink, she had my cock out. I sucked in a hard breath as she scooted up a little and began rocking her panty covered swollen clit against me, the soft fabric almost felt painful as it rubbed over my overly sensitive cock.
“Lake,” she whispered, her eyes closed and her mouth parted.
“Shit,” I said through gritted teeth and my abs tightened. I was about to come and I didn’t want it to go down like that.
Her pussy clamped around my fingers and her body shook as she came all over my hand.
My fingers slipped from her hair as she sat up.
I took in everything about her and found myself thinking that she was the sexiest woman I’d ever seen in my life. There was a beautiful flush that covered her cheeks and chest. Her breasts heaved with every breath. And her eyes, damn, they looked down at me and I was lost in that whiskey-colored satisfaction.
And just when I thought I couldn’t be shocked any more, she reached back and grabbed my hand. Her eyes were locked on mine and she didn’t even blink as she brought my fingers to her mouth. Her tongue flattened against my fingers as she licked up them before curling as she reached the tips. Then her mouth closed around my middle and ring fingers.
A groan ripped from my throat as she slowly sucked on my fingers, her tongue swirling around them and all I could think was how amazing that would feel to other parts of me. She closed her eyes and I felt her moan move slowly through me until it reached my aching cock.
My eyes were wide. My throat was clogged. And my head, well, my head was in shock.
Before I could think of something to say, her mouth crashed into mine. I got the first taste of her, though it wasn’t the way I really wanted. I wanted her cum on my tongue while her legs were wrapped around my head and my mouth was right there to suck every drop of her sweetness. And she was, that was for sure. Sweet like honey and more addictive than sin.
I couldn’t wait a second longer. I needed to feel her heat wrapped around me. I didn’t have the thought or even the time to try and get my pants down my legs. And maybe it was a good thing they were still there because my nightstand was just out of reach from where I was.
As I snatched my wallet out of my back pocket, I gave a silent thanks that I wasn’t too far gone to think to grab a condom. The last thing I needed to add to the morning after awkwardness would be the ‘sorry I came inside of you’ part.
Even though she said she didn’t do anything she would regret later, there was maybe a little part of me that still wasn’t convinced of that. Which was why I should have stopped this train from rolling into the station, but maybe I was too lost already.
Without a word like she knew what was going on, she raised up enough to let me slide the condom on. I didn’t stop to think as I grabbed one side of that soft lace that still covered her. The rip echoed out into the room. My hands followed the curve of her hip and thigh as I pushed the other side down so the shredded fabric was out of the way. Her skin felt so smooth and creamy under my rough fingertips.
“Lake,” she moaned against my lips.
And I understood her need because I had it too.
Not waisting another second, I gripped her hips tight and slammed her down onto my cock which was weeping with need.
“Holy shit,” I growled out.
“Oh my fuck!” she screamed.
Her hands slapped down on my chest as she pushed herself up. Without missing a beat, she started grinding and bouncing.
“I can feel your dick throbbing,” she said as her back arched but her eyes remained locked on mine.
“That’
s because you’re so tight it’s cutting off the blood flow.”
Her moans came out in light, little pants barely above a whisper as her head fell back and I lost her eyes. Which was alright because I had a perfect view of her tits. Only no, I didn’t, because she still had that sexy as fuck bra on.
Not good enough right now.
I reached around and with a flick of my wrist and a snap of my fingers, those beauties were free. Her bra fell down her arms and she tossed it to the side without a single care.
“Don’t come yet, Lake.”
“I’m trying real hard, baby, but you feel too damn good. Tell me when.”
“Don’t call me baby, it’s too generic.”
I had to smile at that.
“Kitten?”
She pinched my nipple which only made me want to throw out more wrong names.
“Lake,” she said and it came out like a half moan and half warning.
Right. I had this hot chick naked and writhing on top of me. Now was not the time to mess around. At least the small distraction helped a little. I didn’t feel like I was about to embarrassingly blow my load now.
But the moment I was tuned back into the feeling of her gliding up and down my cock, I had to grit my teeth to keep from making even more of an ass out of myself.
She dropped down two more times and I could tell she was right there on the edge. As my balls drew up, I screwed my eyes closed tight. Sweat began to bead on my forehead.
Sex had never hurt this bad before, not even when I let that chick tie me to the bed and use my own belt against me. Pretty sure I had a scar leftover from that one.
Hey, try anything once, right?
“Now!” she screamed and clamped down tight on my cock.
“Shit!” I roared, drawing the word out for a beat.
Her hips continued to gently rock against me like deep waves in the ocean. It only seemed to draw out my orgasm and I was pretty sure I was still coming as her mouth tenderly met mine.
My arms wrapped around her and I held her close as we kissed lazily.
All too quickly, she was pulling away from me and flopping over onto the bed beside me.
“Wow,” she said with a little giggle. “That was pretty good, huh?”
I chuckled and it felt like it took all my strength just to do so.
“I would have went with amazing, but sure.”
Once I had enough energy to sit up, I removed the condom and made sure it landed in the trash bin beside the bed. Then I flopped back down and let out a long breath of air.
“How long until you’re ready to go again?” she asked sounding a bit too eager for my drained body.
My head turned so she could see the are you crazy?! look that was on my face.
“I think you sucked out part of my soul with that. I’m gonna need a little bit here.”
“Well, I’ll just have to help you along then.”
And before I could open my mouth to ask just what the hell she meant by that, she was spinning around and tossing her leg over my body. My arms came up automatically and my hands curled around her hips as she lowered down onto my face.
Oh, hell yeah!
I didn’t hesitate to jump in and get to work. And as I felt her soft, wet tongue lick from the base of my cock to the tip, I knew what she meant.
Bridget was insane but in a way that I was not going to complain about. Ever.
At some point, my pants made it on the floor. I couldn’t even tell you how long we went for or how many times we came, and I was pretty sure my body just gave up and I passed out.
I didn’t even have a chance to think of how awkward things might be come morning.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Lake
I woke with a dull throbbing in my head. My mouth was dry and I knew that I was a little dehydrated.
But none of that mattered as I turned my head and saw Bridget laying there beside me, her hair now free and wild, covering half her back. Her face was turned away from me and those beautiful tits were mashed into the mattress.
A smile hit me right away but then it dimmed.
How would things go from here? I was maybe a little clueless and hated that feeling.
Did I like the fact that she was here?
Well, hell yeah.
But would she?
Not one fucking clue.
“You could start by kissing that spot on the back of my neck that you found last night.” Her voice was groggy with sleep but so damn sexy.
“Yeah?” I said as I scooted closer to her and brushed her hair away so I could get to her soft skin.
My lips lightly met the skin at the base of her neck.
“There?” I knew that wasn’t the right spot. I knew exactly where she was talking about.
“Close…”
Another kiss a little higher up.
“Warmer,” she said remaining still.
“Ah, it was here, wasn’t it?”
I smiled before my mouth moved closer to the curve of her neck. My lips parted and I lightly sucked.
Her throaty moan was all I needed to hear.
“Regrets?” I asked and even I could hear the uncertainty in my tone.
“I told you,” she said as she rolled over to face me. I was only slightly distracted by her boobs and since she didn’t even try to make a move to cover them, I figured it was okay if I looked. “Don’t do regrets. Well… maybe one.”
That caught my attention and my eyes snapped up to look at hers.
“I should have iced my vagina before I fell asleep.”
I fell back onto the mattress as a laugh ripped from my throat.
“Wow, that is an image.” I shook my head as my laughter died down.
“Come on,” she said as she rolled out of bed. “Let’s shower and find something to eat. I’m so hungry.”
I followed her to the bathroom without a second thought.
We somehow managed to shower without getting distracted but then again, I was pretty sure I hadn’t fully recharged yet. Maybe in another hour or two. I had to admit that I was hungry as well and if we were going to go at it again, I needed to refuel.
“Hey,” I said as we got dressed. “I was thinking, I could have Cable look into stuff with your case if you want.”
She paused and looked like she was giving it some serious thought.
“I know you probably don’t want to give out details of your case but I thought I’d throw it out there because you seem like you’re stuck.”
“Yeah, okay. Cable is your nerd, I take it?”
“That would be right.” I felt a little bad that I hadn’t introduced them but then again, Cable spent a lot of his time in his room.
“The guy that probably knows how often I buy vibrators and what kind by now?”
“And how kinky you like your porn,” I added with a laugh. “Wait, how often do you… never mind. Don’t answer that.”
“I go through like three a year,” she said casually as she picked up her bag and walked out the door.
It took me a moment to process what she said and catch up with her.
“Cable’s at the end here. We can stop by before we get something to eat. He’ll probably have something for you by the time we’re done.”
“Okay,” she said with a shrug.
As I expected, Cable was in his room doing something on his computer.
“You mind checking into something?” I asked him just to make sure he wasn’t already loaded down with stuff to do.
“Nah, man. Whatcha got?” He closed a couple of things before he turned to face us. “Oh, hi. You must be Bridget.”
“The one and only,” she replied as she shook his outstretched hand.
“Bridge has hit a couple of walls in her case.”
“I feel like I’m on a wild goose chase. My partner gave me a name and an address to sit on but I think the building is empty. I watched it all night and there was no movement, and honestly, there wasn’t much on the street eithe
r.”
“Give me what you’ve got,” he said with a nod.
She handed over the file, which didn’t seem all that thick in my opinion.
“We’re going to go grab some food then we’ll come back,” I said.
“Sounds good.”
“Want anything?”
“Nope, I’m good. Thanks, brother.”
He turned his attention back to his computer before we even made it out of the room.
“You’re looking at me weird,” she said as we walked to the kitchen.
“No, I’m not,” I replied a little defensively.
Truth was, I had no idea what was going through her head, and maybe even mine.
I’d never really done the whole next day thing and when I had, it always was strained.
“We boned and you’re stuck with me until I can get out of here. Don’t make it weird. It doesn’t have to be a thing and if you liked it enough, we can bone again. Hell, we can do it until I have to go.”
“It’s just like that?” I asked as I scratched the back of my neck. I wasn’t sure that I liked the way that she put it but I couldn’t pinpoint why.
She didn’t answer and I stopped in the entryway to the kitchen. She walked on, making her way to the stove. As she grabbed a plate, I walked over and stopped her.
“Go sit,” I said sweetly with a head jerk in the direction of the tables.
She eyed me, clearly not liking that I wanted to take care of her.
“Don’t get your feathers all ruffled, I’m only thinking of your poor lady parts that you didn’t ice last night,” I said low and right next to her ear. I knew that would do it.
And as her head fell back and she let out a roaring laugh, I could tell that it had worked.
“Fine,” she said, capturing my eyes with a hard stare. “But just for the record, I can do it myself. And also, thank you.”
She turned away from me with a little sass in her shoulders, then walked right over and sat down at the table where Abigail and Laurel were sitting with a few others.
I was surprised there were still that many people hanging around at this hour. It was that awkward time between breakfast and lunch. Honestly, I figured there wouldn’t be any food left, but there happened to be enough French toast sitting next to the stove for Bridge and me. Hell, yeah! Maybe it was just one of those lazy days that everyone was feeling.
