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I helped her out of her jeans and then she was standing before me in nothing but a pair of black lace panties, she’d wasted no time in throwing her bra onto the couch beside me. Her nipples were tight buds calling out for my mouth.
“Fucking perfect,” I said, reaching for her, licking over her left breast.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” She arched into me, her fingers threading into my hair and tightening just enough to make my scalp prickle. Pleasure-pain raised goosebumps down my arms.
I kissed a trail down her stomach until I reached the sheer fabric of her underwear. Her hips rocked forward, a silent plea.
“Take them off,” I ordered as I slid off the couch and sat on the floor at her feet. She kicked the scrap of lace off to the side.
I dropped my head back, hands gliding up the backs of her legs. “Sit.”
She went to lower herself onto my cock. And as much as I wanted that, I had other plans first.
“Not there.”
Her eyes widened, the dark irises swallowed by her lust-blown pupils. I shuffled to get more comfortable as she stepped over me, hands going to the back of the couch. I guided her down, fingers splayed wide over her ass until her pussy met my mouth and we both groaned.
She sucked in a breath, her legs shaking as I licked up her slit. I could lose myself eating her, the taste of her, the sounds she made.
“Oh, God, Mack.”
I growled against her, unwilling to pull my mouth away from the honey on my tongue. I kept hold of her with one hand, the other kneading her ass before dipping between her legs and teasing her entrance. She moaned, hips rocking, and I sucked her clit.
“More.”
I sucked harder, flicked my tongue and she cried out, pressing down with shaking legs. Her breathing turned into shallow pants as she raced towards her climax. I gazed up the line of her body, mesmerized by the movement of her breasts as she rocked against me.
“I–keep going–please—” The words descended into nonsensical sounds as I continued to suck and lick, my own hips rocked, my cock aching to be inside her, but not until I’d made her come first. I slid two fingers into her pussy.
“Yes,” she moaned. “Coming.” Her walls squeezed as she panted through her orgasm.
“Need you,” I said and nipped the inside of her thigh. She made a noise of agreement and half climbed-half fell backwards, then gripped my cock and lowered herself in one smooth, swift motion.
I buried my face in her neck, telling myself not to come immediately as I felt the wet heat of her pulsing around me.
“God, Chase.”
“Feels so good.” Her arms wrapped around me as her hips began to rock, taking me deeper. She pulled my face up and crushed her mouth to mine. I swallowed her desperate sounds, sucked her tongue as my hips thrust up. The kiss broke and she threw her hands back to my knees, pushing her breasts forward. I sucked one nipple into my mouth, relishing the answering squeeze on my cock.
Time stretched as we moved together, two halves of the same whole. Her nails bit into my knee and shoulder as she came again with a cry and I followed shortly after, both of us collapsing and panting.
“Wow,” she said against my neck.
“How many more times do you think we can do it again before we have to be at work?” I asked, letting my hands roam over her bare back.
Her laugh pressed her breasts against my chest and rustled my hair. “There’s only one way to find out.”
The answer was three.Although two would have meant we might have made it to Rudi on time. Not that I regretted that particular decision at all.
The problem was, despite showering before we left, I could still taste Chase on my tongue, still feel the sting of her nails as she clawed my back, my shoulders, my knees. It was really fucking distracting. More so when she kept shooting me looks like she was thinking about her straddling my face, too. I was talking down my cock while also counting down the minutes until I had her naked and in my bed.
“Well, don’t you look disgustingly happy.” Harley said and my eyes snapped away from Chase at the other end of the bar, hoping I hadn't looked like I’d been trying to stare a hole through her shirt.
“Harley, lovely to see you as always. What can I get you?”
She whistled as she planted her elbows on the bar top, wild curls flying free and spilling forward over her shoulders as she yanked her beanie off. “Just how much sex have you had today?”
I ignored the question, biting the inside of my cheek to stop the shit eating grin that wanted to unfurl, and poured her a Buck’s cherry sour.
