“I had a hand in it. Ask for anything you might desire in the Slut Hut and see what it says.”
Always eager to play along, she didn’t hesitate. “Will I have dirty, dirty sex under the Northern Lights tonight?” she shook the ball and looked at the answer.HELL YES. She looked at me again, and her grin couldn’t get wider as she laughed. “Will weuse a rope tonight?” She asked, shook the ball, and looked at the answer again.AS YOU WISH.She had a soft spot for eighties movies, and we’d seen the Princess Bride half a dozen times during my recovery. She was beside herself with that answer.
“Will I have more than a hundred orgasms this evening?”BURN THE SHOES.
“Will you go down on me for at least an hour?”THIS LIFE AND THE NEXT. Both of us were laughing so hard that we couldn’t catch our breath.
“How did you get this?”
“There’s a way to customize Magic 8 Balls, and I ran with it. My turn,” I said as I took the ball from her. “Will the word ‘sir’ be used in any capacity during this adventure? You know, Chaos, I bet you never knew that your little nickname Sir Donovan would be so prophetic.”
I gave her a teasing look, shook the ball, then turned it to see my answer.AFFIRMATIVE. I pumped my fist, and we roared with laughter. God, Audra King was my happiness. As it stood, I had the ring and planned on proposing on the trip when the mood struck. Part of me thought I should’ve gotten down on one knee right then, but I didn’t want her recalling her proposal to be on the heels of asking a Slut Hut Magic 8 Ball about naughty deeds. But let’s be honest, I couldn’t wait to get a ring on her finger. If we weren’t doing the trip, I would have done it months ago.
Before I could entertain any more proposal thoughts, she walked up to me and cupped me through my pants. I was already half hard thinking about her calling me Sir, and that little squeeze was enough to prime me completely.
“This looks pretty private, Van. Can anyone see into our little glass house?”
I bent my head so my mouth was by her ear. “Would it matter if they could?” I challenged her in a whisper.
“Not in the least,” she answered as she pulled my head down to hers. Her kiss still had the ability to short-circuit my brain.
“Do we have any other plans tonight? Anywhere we need to be?” she asked against my lips.
“Nope, just here,” I replied as I moved my hands to her pants to get them off. God, I still loved grabbing her ass whenever I could.
“Great to hear that, Sir,” she said as she expertly undid mine and slid them down. Along with them, she lowered down to her knees. “Can I suck your dick now, Sir?” she asked as she slowly circled the head of my cock with her tongue.
I shuddered at the sensation. I was supposed to be pleasuring her, but I couldn’t stop this.
“Have I ever told you that you are the hottest fucking woman alive, Audra.”
I pulled her shirt off so I could have an eyeful of her tits. She looked up at me with a sexy smile on her face and opened her mouth with her tongue out. My favorite invitation. I stroked myself a few times before I fed her my cock, and she closed those lips, humming in delight while she worked her tongue all around me. Bracing my hand on the counter, my other went around the back of her head. I fucking loved my hand bobbing along with her. This was loud, and sloppy, and desperate, and it didn’t take long to feel like I was getting close to the edge. I tried pulling away, but she doubled down. Grabbing the back of my thighs, she made an ‘uh-uh’ sound to stop me from pulling away. She started to go faster up and down, and when she was confident I wouldn’t be pulling away, she reached to grab my balls as her other hand went to work intandem with her mouth. It took an embarrassingly short time before I was shooting my release down her throat. She took everything down and smiled when she was done. I collapsed forward on the counter. Jesus, what she did to me.
Helping her up, I kissed her, but she pulled back and reached for the 8-Ball. “Do I like it when you blow in my mouth?” she said out loud as she shook it and showed meAB-SO-FUCKING-LUTELY. She grinned like a maniac. “I love this thing,” she laughed.
I pulled it out of her hands and asked my question. “Speaking of blowing, am I going to blow Audra’s mind tonight?”AYE-AYE CAPTAIN.
“You really are my favorite, Sir Donovan Wright,” she said as she kissed me again.
I picked her up with one arm and brought her over to the bed, which was clearly set out to do exactly what we were doing. Setting down the Magic 8 Ball on the nightstand, I pulled the rest of her clothes off because I simply couldn’t wait any longer. I knew this had been a fantasy of hers, but the scene that had played in my mind over the last eight months had me dying to act it out. I kissed her deeply and moved my hand quickly down her body between her legs, and she spread for me. There was no resistance as I pushed my fingers inside of her. “Baby, you’re already wet. I haven’t even started yet.”
“You know how much I like sucking your dick, Van,” she panted.
“I don’t even need the Magic 8 Ball for confirmation on that,” I laughed, and she laughed along, but it turned to a moan real quick when I moved to the floor and put her on the edge of the bed. She positioned her feet on my shoulders, and I pushed her knees down into the mattress. She was as wide open as she could be, glistening with desire.
“Holy, holy shit, Audra. You are looking extra delicious tonight,” I said as I started gently circling her clit with my thumb. I could tell how badly she wanted it because she was already moving against me. Kissing her thighs, I finally settled my face between her legs and circled her entrance with my tongue before swiping up to her clit. Her entire body folded in half.
“I’m just getting started here, Chaos, lie back down.” Using her favorite tricks, I brought her to orgasm just as quickly as I had gone off.
The past two months, I had become an armchair expert on the Aurora Borealis, and I’d been obsessively tracking space weather for weeks. As such, I knew conditions were extremely favorable for a hell of a show. Though I couldn’t control shit, in my fantasy world, I wanted to be inside of her when she first saw them. If that meant I’d have to spend all night fucking her for the next three days, which is how long we had the Slut Hut, so be it.
I crawled back up her body and flipped us over so she could be on top. She was high on her knees as I notched at her entrance. We’d stopped using condoms after that first time in front of the Empire State Building, and there was nothing in this world that felt as good as the sensation of when I first entered her every single time. After all the sex we’d had, she still always felt so damn tight. Letting me control her hips, I circled them on my erection and she dropped lower, inch by inch. It took an immense amount of willpower not to just slam up into her. When I was fully buried, she tried to get me even deeper, by grinding down harder.
“You feel so fucking good, Donovan. So. Fucking. Good.” Her head tipped back in pleasure, and I let her use me how she wanted, which was usually some sexy combination of grinding,bouncing, and circling. All of it was hot and I couldn’t even name which of those was my favorite.
Finally, I pulled her down so we were chest to chest because I wanted the closeness of kissing her. Then, I held her hips steady while I lazily thrusted in and out. I’d always take any excuse to grab those fucking hips. We took our time and went through a litany of our favorite positions, but by the end, both of us were sweaty, and needed relief badly. We’d have to give it another go later tonight. I sat up on the bed and put my back against the headboard while I pulled her on top of me. This was usually detonation for her. But when I was buried again, I looked up at her and noticed a flash of green behind her head.
No fucking way was this going to work out for me.
