Smooth, silky, flawless mocha skin. Pink nipples demanding to be sucked, tweaked, bitten. The perfect mounds they sit on, rise in anticipation.
My back arches in need…the need for more, begging for something…anything to happen to satisfy my hunger.
I have one leg bent, squeezing my thighs together to suppress the ache building inside. My whole body screams in desperation, for the torturous teasing to stop. Crying for the pleasure that’s sure to come if that spot is just worked.
Yeah, this is what I am begging for to happen. Unfortunately, it’s unlikely it’s gonna happen.
“Can you please just hurry up and finish…” Then I can finish the date with my BOB. Because sure as hell, this moron I have landed tonight is doing sweet F.A for me.
Come on, seriously, how can someone be this good-looking and be this fucking bad?
“Oh baby, this feels so fucking good. Your pussy is holding my dick prisoner.”
Oh, God, kill me now.
“So fucking wet,” he growls out.
The amount of spit on me may have something to do with that. How can the universe hate me this much?
I fight the bile burning to be released.
“Daddy loves this pussy. You’re so tight.”
Earth to dumbass. That means you’re shit, and I’m not turned on! Okay, Paisley, time to suck it up, and take control. This shit needs to end. Now.
I flip us over so I’m on top once again. I have to swallow the bile that threatens to spill out. What’s-His-Name’s eyes burn with hunger and appreciation for our new position.
“Daddy likes this. Fuck, baby…ride Daddy’s cock.”
My hands rest against his pecs. I lift myself off his dick, loving the fact that I am free from his shitty intrusion. I slam back down. Pushing back, I rock, grind, and bounce to help him to his release.
My moves slow, before I ride that dick again like there’s no tomorrow, everything in me wanting this to be over so I can get the hell out of here.
“Fuck, baby. Daddy loves his bad girl.”
I smile what I hope is a wicked, slutty one.
Grinding harder, I scrape my nails down his chest.
“That’s it, baby. Daddy’s going to shoot his load in that pretty pussy of yours.”
“Fuck, baby, you’ve…you have bewitched me with your voodoo pussy.”
I inwardly cringe, smiling down at him and fake panting. Rolling off, I grab my discarded clothes before heading to the bathroom. I need to get out of here.
Staring at my reflection, I shake my head before splashing myself with water. I grab the washcloth and make quick work of cleaning myself up.
I quickly dress before heading out the door. I have every intention of leaving, going home, and taking a scalding hot shower to rid myself of my poor choices in life.
“Damn, girl, you ready for round two?”
“Sorry, I gotta go!” I shout as I make my way to the door.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he angrily spits out.
I halt my footsteps, and my heart beats fast. Shit, he’s one of those.
“I can’t get enough of you.”
I swallow loudly before turning to face him.
“Sorry, Jer… I need to get going. Rain check?” I take another step toward the door, watching him closely.
“I said I’m not quite done with you, so get that pretty little ass of yours over here before I have to come and get you myself. And trust me when I say you wouldn’t like that.”
Dropping my bag to the ground, I lock my eyes with Jeremy’s. I slowly sway my hips seductively, biting my bottom lip. I push my hands into the air and thrust my hips further out to the side.
I touch my body, starting from my neck. I cup my breasts along the way. I feel the hem of my shirt and slowly lift it over my head, turning my body in the process.
Once my head is clear of my shirt, I look over my shoulder and give Jeremy a smile and a wink. My thumbs rest within the waistband of my jeans.
Bending forward, I push my jeans down…wiggling my ass in the process.
“Yeah, baby, Daddy loves it,” he hisses behind me as I pull my legs free.
Turning toward the bed, I bend forward so my hands are flat against the mattress, and Jeremy is getting an eyeful of my ample cleavage.
I edge further so my knees have room, like a lioness watching her prey, I prowl up the bed.
Reaching both hands out, I dig my nails into his legs and glide them down his flesh.
“Fuck,” he growls
I crawl until I’m close enough to his balls. I lick my lips, lean down, and dart my tongue over his sac. My eyes never lose contact with his lust-filled ones as I continue licking, sucking, and kissing his balls.
His hand strokes his dick. He throws his head back and hisses through his teeth.
“Holy shit!” he roars, throwing his head back as spurts of cum shoot and land all over his stomach.
Without another word, I pull my right arm back, clenching my hand into a fist.
Using as much strength as possible, I land a blow straight into his balls, pushing my fist further and further as if I was giving him some sort of a ball noogie.
Jeremy screams out in agony.
I jump off the bed, grab my clothes, and head to the door. I rip the door open, panting for air, and turn to see Jeremy still rolling around.
“Don’t you ever threaten me again, you piece of shit. Next time, I’ll cut those little fuckers off.” I head out the door, not looking back as my legs take me as fast as they can.
“Miss, are you okay?”
There is an intense buzzing in my head, then it stops.
I try to open my eyes so I can investigate what I have gotten myself into.
My whole body aches, and my head is so heavy I’m not sure if I will ever have the strength to lift it again.
“Mr. Matthews, you cannot go in there. Mr. Matthews…”
“I just want to know if she’s okay.”
Where the hell is my cell, and why has my alarm tone been changed to that constant annoying beeping?
Groaning, I try to move.
Oh God. It’s so painful. What happened last night? Jesus, how much did I drink? I try to lift my left arm, but nothing happens. Seriously? Can I move anything? Nope…Well, this is just perfect.
“Sir, you can’t go in there.”
What?
“I just want to know if she is okay.”
Wow, who is the guy with the smooth, deep voice? And who is the woman stopping him from coming into my house?
“She’s stable, but she is yet to wake up. All her vitals are fine, and she’ll wake up in her own time. She did have a bump on her head. Now, can you please leave?”
“Can I have just a quick minute with her? I promise I just want to take a look for myself.”
Bitch, you better let him in. He’s got my lady parts aching.
“Two minutes.”
Boo-ya!
I can sense his movement around me. A sensation that can only be described as similar to pins and needles takes over my entire body.
My ears are on high alert, I can feel his breathing change when he gets closer. I hear teeth grinding, but I’m not sure if it is his or mine.
It takes every ounce of concentration to not move when I feel his hand touch mine. Bolts of electricity pulse within me, causing me to bite down on my tongue to stop the sharp intake of breath.
“I have no idea what you were running away from last night when we collided.”
God, his voice…
“I can’t explain how it makes me feel. It’s new, and it is scaring the piss out of me. Fuck, if my brothers knew I was here saying this shit, they’d demand my man card.” He lightly chuckles.
“I don’t know who you are, baby girl, but I’m going to find out.” He releases a deep breath.
“Time’s up,” the same woman shouts through the door. I want to scream that I don’t want him to leave.
“I gotta run.” He sighs. “But I’ll be back, and next time I wanna see what you’re hiding behind those eyelids of yours. It’s time to wake up, baby girl.”
I feel one final caress on my cheek before the door opens and closes. With nothing but my heartbeat pulsing in my ears, I take a shuddering breath.
I can still feel the warmth of his hands on me, the sound of his voice playing havoc with my mind and body. Until that annoying beeping starts again. Where the fuck is my cell?
