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Whiskey
The loud knocking on my door woke me instantly, but it took a second for me to realize what it was. I hustled out of bed and rushed to my door, hoping whoever knocked didn’t wake any neighbors.
Maybe in the back of my mind, I knew it was Zack, but I was still surprised to see him when I threw open my door. I was further surprised when he pushed inside and closed the door behind him.
My mind was groggy as I had fallen into an immediate deep sleep, and while I knew this conversation needed to be had, I wasn’t in the best frame of mind to have it now. I left Zack standing in the dark. He could either stay or leave, and I went back to my room and shut the door.
I stood on the other side for a few moments and listened but didn’t hear the door open or close, so I assumed he was staying. I stared at my bed. The least I could do would be to give him a pillow and blanket. I grabbed one of each and returned to the living room, tossing them both at him before returning to my room and climbing into bed.
Once there, all I could picture was that tall sexy man trying to fit on my couch. There was no way he could do so comfortably, and I kept telling myself that it wasn’t my problem. Only it was. The people pleaser in me was throwing a fit because I was not a good host. After trying to reason with that side of myself, I finally got up and resigned myself to sleeping on the couch and letting him have the bed.
Tomorrow I would have a long talk with him and make sure he understood that I would be alright on my own.
I never expected Zack to pull me onto his lap and kiss me, and the moment he did, I knew I couldn’t refuse the man. He lit a fire in me that I had never felt before, and I loved it.
I kissed him back, shifting my body more so I could put my chest to his, and he moved his hands to my back, sliding them under the thin shirt I wore to sleep in. His palms were warm against my skin, and I loved the feeling.
He pulled me more onto his lap, and I broke the kiss long enough to climb over his lap, facing him, and went right back to kissing him. A moment later, he was removing my shirt and tossing it to the side, and then he was kissing down my neck, caressing my breasts, and working his mouth toward them. I leaned back to give him ample room to maneuver and let a heady sigh float up to the ceiling as his mouth captured one of my nipples.
He pushed my hips further down, and I could feel the thickness of his erection, begging to be freed. I began to pull on the back of his shirt to untuck it so I could feel his skin against mine. He paused long enough to help me get it over his head, and then he was back to sucking one of my breasts into his mouth. This time, he nipped, and I gasped at the sensation that shot desire straight through my core.
I had never wanted a man so much in my life, and I began to scoot off his lap as I reached down to undo his buckle. I barely had it undone when he wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted me off the couch. I squealed slightly at the fast movement and clung to him as he stood and turned me around to set me down on the cushion.
“Take your shorts off, Whiskey. I need a drink.”
I knew he wasn’t talking about liquid. I lifted my hips to slide my shorts off as he worked on his pants and quickly shed them, tossing them off to the side. He pushed the small coffee table out of the way and got to his knees, spreading my legs wide as he bent forward. The moment his mouth touched me, I bucked my hips off the cushion and closer to his mouth.
He chuckled against me, causing the desire inside of me to spiral even further. My hands ran through his dark locks, and I held his head in place as he worked his mouth against me. A moment later, he yanked my legs so my bottom was closer to the edge of the sofa, and he went back for more. This time, he licked me from front to back and shocked me by tickling my anus with his tongue. I wiggled, unsure I was comfortable with that, and he immediately moved back to where he had been.
He made me orgasm quickly, and it still shocked me how easily he could do that. Wade would spend ten or fifteen minutes trying and never succeeding, but Zack could do it practically in seconds.
He didn’t stop, though. The moment I started to come down, he continued, and I was getting close to having my second one when he sat up and grabbed his erection. He held it in his hand, ran it over my sensitive wet flesh, and groaned. “God damn, you are so fucking hot, Whiskey.”
I didn’t even know how to respond to that, so I didn’t. I merely ran my hands over his chest, then shifted one hand to his nipple and ran my finger around it, watching him. He lifted his face to mine, and while I couldn’t see all the detail, I knew his hazel eyes would be filled with desire.
“Pinch it, Whiskey,” he commanded softly, and I did.
Zack hissed slightly and then pushed his penis slightly into me. I gasped at feeling him in me bare. “You’re not wearing a condom,” I quickly said.
“No, I’m not.” He pushed deeper into me, and I closed my eyes at the sensation of him filling me. “Too late now. Jesus, you feel so fucking good, Whiskey. So fucking hot and tight.”
I had never heard those words spoken to me, and a tiny part of me was thrilled to be giving him so much pleasure. I pinched his nipple again, and he bucked his hips forward, filling me completely.
He leaned forward, sucking on one breast and then the other as he pulled and pushed his hips. His thumb pressed the magical button between my legs, and it took less than a minute before I was flying high again. He didn’t stop, though. He kept on going, his breathing heavy the faster he went.
He shocked me by suddenly pulling out and leaning back on his heels. “Get on your knees in front of me, Whiskey. I want to take you from behind.”
Wade had taken me from behind a few times, but I usually was lying on my stomach. I shifted off the couch, unsure exactly how to sit, but Zack guided me to the floor and leaned me over the sofa. His hands ran up and down my spine, and then his lips followed as he lined his penis up with my entrance again.
He slowly entered me, and I loved how it made me feel. It was much different than how it was with Wade, and I found I enjoyed this much more. Zack started moving faster, filling me entirely before he would withdraw almost all the way and then plunge back in. His hand slipped around to the front between my legs and moments later, I was climbing again. This time as I hit the sky, he joined me.
When we were both done, he rested his chest against my back. His breathing was heavy in my ear, but I relished it. After a few moments, he slipped out of me, and I felt the void stronger than I ever had before. He kissed my back, rubbing his hands along my sides.
“How about we both climb in your bed now?”
I wasn’t going to argue. I was suddenly exhausted, and he helped me to my feet. We held hands on the way to my room, and then I excused myself to clean up. I was rather messy this time since he didn’t use a condom. Not that I was complaining.
When I returned, he used the bathroom, and then the two of us curled up in my small bed. I drifted off to sleep after he kissed the side of my head again.
