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“Everything’s delicious,” Pike promised her. “We can get our check now, actually.”
Yeah, yeah we were getting our check, and leaving, oh God he was sliding a second finger into me and I grabbed his wrist instinctively, so close to where I wanted him, so, so, so close—oh—and the fucking waitress returned with our check.
Pike paid, the picture of politeness. “Do you want a to go box for the rest of your sandwich?” he asked me.
I glared daggers at him. Pike chuckled, and then his fingers shifted inside of me and oh fuck.
My tongue started bleeding, I bit it so hard trying to stay quiet as I convulsed with orgasm. Pike’s smug face was annoying but also hot as fuck as he stared at me, a starving wolf look in his eyes, watching me fall apart.
I was practically panting as Pike dragged me outside. “What—no, we are finishing this and I’m not doing it in your car, Pike, no offense but it’s broad daylight—”
“Relax,” he said, smirking at me as he marched me across the street to the Blue Swallow motel. I felt like I was vibrating out of my skin with desire, with need, and I was sure that the poor clerk who was working the motel lobby could tell.
“Hi.” Pike gave one of his charming, butter-wouldn’t-melt-in-his-mouth smiles. Those smiles had been winning over adults since he was ten years old, the bastard. I just tried to look less like I had just had a very public orgasm and was ready for another one and more like a normal human being who hadn’t just been fingered by her boyfriend in public. “Could we get a room for a couple hours? For a nap, we gotta recharge our batteries.”
The clerk gave us a knowing smile as she grabbed the room key and had Pike fill out the paperwork. “No problem,” she said, and I wanted to die inside knowing that she knew exactly what we were up to, but then Pike was taking me by the hand and leading me to our motel room and I shoved the clerk out of my mind.
I was about to get fucked, hard, and I couldn’t wait.
The moment we walked into the motel room, Pike was pressing me against the wall, his fingers sliding up and dragging my underwear down. “Yes,” I gasped. “Yes, come on, give it to me, I want it—”
“I know what you want,” Pike growled, and suddenly he was lifting me up, my legs wrapping around him instinctively. “And I’m going to give it to you.”
Holy fuck, he was strong.
Pike slid into me easy as anything. I was so pent up from the diner, already soaking wet, it took nothing for him to be fully inside of me. I gasped, arched, and held on for dear life as he fucked me hard and fast. Yes, yes, yes, just like that—I was begging out loud and I didn’t care who heard me. “Come on, yes, yes, Pike, yes!”
He kissed me savagely as I finally tripped over the cliff and came.
29
Pike
I was never going to get tired of seeing Billie orgasm.
I carried her over to the bed, barely able to hold myself back as I laid her down on the edge. “You good?”
Billie nodded. “Give it to me, hot shot.”
I didn’t hold back, fucking her hard, and Billie met me thrust for thrust, urging me on, until I was completely lost. Billie was crying out, coming again, and I fucked into her as hard and fast as I possibly could, erratic, not even thinking, the only thing on my mind Billie, Billie, Billie.
Billie grinned up at me breathlessly as I pulled away from her. “Was that okay?” I asked, suddenly worried.
Billie laughed. “That was so goddamn hot, I came three times. I think that was okay in my book.”
I stood up and helped her, and then went to the bathroom to get some supplies to clean ourselves up. “I figured if you didn’t like it you would’ve told me to stop—I wanted to do something to give you a positive version, you know, of what that idiot tried.” It was one thing to have a little naughty fun with your girlfriend that you’d been dating, it was another to make it all about sex on the first date.
Billie followed me into the bathroom, looking at me with such fondness that my heart ached. “It’s all about context, Pike, and trust me, it was hot. I would’ve stopped you if I didn’t like it, like you said. And you were definitely better than that jackass. He did it… right in front of everyone, everyone knew what was going on. He was more interested in my body than in me. You—you checked in with me. You kept making sure it was okay. And that meant a lot to me.”
