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Serena
We finish our workday and go to his house for dinner and to change out of our work clothes. I don’t know what I’m expecting as I’ve never seen where he lives—but turns out it’s a mini mansion in a lovely neighborhood on the outskirts of Las Salinas. When we arrived, he gave me the grand tour and I was suitably impressed. Smoke is a modest man though, unlike my ex. Stan came from money and never let me forget it, I know Smoke’s family were well off, but he didn’t make a production of it, and he was humble. He’d worked for all this, rather than have it handed to him on a silver platter.
I’d brought a gym bag with a change of clothing to work today in preparation for tonight. When I step out of his house in a floral print sundress and heels, Smoke freezes in place. The dress clings in all the right places and the loose skirt stops a good few inches above my knees.
“Girl, what in the everlovin’ fuck are you wearing?”
I move my hips to make the full skirt swirl out around my body, though not swirling too high because I don’t want to spoil the surprise. I walk up to him and stand on my tiptoes to give him a kiss, even with heels he’s at least a head taller. His hand lands on the outside of my leg, I like how his hands are large and rough compared to mine, and a thrill goes through me at the warmth of his touch. While we kiss, his hand slides under my skirt and up to my hip. I can tell the moment he realizes that I’m not wearing panties because he curses under his breath and squeezes my ass.
When I step back, he states roughly, “Go change. You can’t ride on my bike like that.”
Instead of going inside, I throw one leg over his bike and tuck the back of my skirt down before sitting. “I’ve ridden with heels before, remember? I’ll be fine.”
“I’m not talking about what’s on your feet, darlin’. Knowing you’re behind me like that, is gonna make my mind wander,” he says with a grin.
Smoke is all eyes. I’m feeling flirty, pretty, and safe with him, so I lift the front of my skirt enough to show him the goods before carefully tucking it beneath my spread thighs.
Smoke stalks over to his bike and stares down at me, his expression inscrutable. “You know what your problem is, princess?” He says as he tugs my skirt loose in the front and lifts it to have another look. Bringing out two fingers to brush against my soft mound, his breath hitches. “You are way too used to getting your own way.”
I brazenly spread my legs wider so he can see everything I’m offering. “Get on your bike and take me to the lookout, Smoke. I’ve waited too long to have you inside me.”
He slides one finger through my slit and then sucks it dry. “You taste so fucking good. Too good to say no to.”
I bring my hands out and carefully tuck my skirt down again, so it doesn’t blow in the wind. I feel fearless tonight, maybe being back home after years away has emboldened me? Gone is the awkward shy teen who secretly wanted her brother’s friend, and instead she’s been replaced by a woman who knows what she wants. Within minutes we’re on the interstate, heading out of town to the lookout point.
***
When Smoke holds back the branches so I can pass, it feels different, like we’re being wild and impetuous together. I like the anticipation knowing we’re going to finally find pleasure with each other. There’s no one else around, it’s just us, the bench, and the view of the city below.
Being back in Smoke’s lap is amazing. This time, I’m taking full advantage of it. When the sexy kisses get me riled up, one of my hands drifts down to urge his hand up under my skirt. His hand cannot get there fast enough. I feel his thick fingers explore my body gently. He takes his time sliding his fingers through my folds. When he finally hits my clit, I throw my head back because I’m all ramped up and the pleasure is so intense.
“You are so fucking wet for me, princess. I love that.”
My hands come down to fumble with his zipper and it feels like his cock literally leaps out of his pants and into my hand. It has not escaped my notice that we are acting like a couple of horny teenagers at the town’s notorious make out point, but I don’t care. I’ve wanted this man for too long and this might be my only opportunity to ride his hand.
Smoke is twirling one finger around my wet clit. He whispers, “Tell me what you want, sweetness. Whatever it is, I’ll give it to you.”
His cock is what I came for. It’s the main event and I don’t want to miss out. “I want you inside me,” I say breathlessly.
“You deserve better than a quick fuck on a park bench. You should have a soft place to ride my thick cock.”
“I want that too, but this was my fantasy, remember. Right now, I need you. Don’t make me beg.”
“Oh fuck. Never. Let me take care of you and then you come home with me. I’ll treat you right. You deserve it all.”
I nod, hurting for him. Right now, I’m getting tearful with need. There has always been something irresistible about Smoke. I can’t quite place what it is, but it’s to do with the sound of his voice, the way he moves, and even how he smells.
I feel him placing the tip of his cock at my entrance and he slams me down onto his thick shaft. It’s less painful and more pleasurable than I thought such a quick move would be, I was already so wet for him. The minute he picks me up and repeats the move, I’m lost in the pleasure he gives. I put my knees on either side of his thighs and ride him, fast and furious.
Smoke curses under his breath. Something tells me it’s because he doesn’t think he’s going to last as long as he wants. The thing is, I don’t think I’m going to last either. When Smoke leans forward to run his mouth down the side of my neck, I clench his cock so hard he slams deep and begins jetting ropes of come inside me. We come together so hard I see stars. I’ve never been this excited to be with a man before. And this quickie doesn’t even come close to slaking my thirst for him.
Smoke’s lips are still on my neck, nipping, sucking, and licking at my skin. That’s my sweet spot and he’s driving me wild. “Wow, that was pretty amazing,” I murmur.
“I can do better. I promise I can make your homecoming extra special. Let me take you back to my place. You won’t regret it.”
I tip my head up and kiss him again, because this is apparently my magical first night of having everything I ever wanted from this handsome man. He stands with me in his arms. I slide down his body until my feet touch the ground and then I quickly pull my skirt down and make myself presentable.
Smoke rights himself as well. Watching him tucking away his thick, still hard cock made me sad. He steps closer and wraps his arms around me, as if he can’t bear to let me go. It makes me feel cherished and adored.
