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“What? What are you doing?” she asks, panting.
“Missing my mouth?” I ask as I finger her.
Her jaw falls open wider. She nods rapidly. Her pussy is so close to my face that I can smell her pleasure. Pulling my finger out, I push back in and curl it to press on her wall.
“When I’m done eating you, we’re getting the bill and leaving.”
“Yes,” she says, nodding. And that’s enough for me.
I dive between her legs again and suction hard around her clit. I French-kiss her pussy and draw every ounce of pleasure from her body until she’s falling over the edge. Her legs shake. Trista gyrates on my mouth as I finger-fuck her pussy and work to suck the orgasm from her clit. She lets out a guttural moan and explodes on my tongue. She runs her fingers through my hair and pulls on the strands. I look up to watch her and see the hard outline of her nipples. Her breathing levels, and she lets go of my hair.
Sitting back on my knees, I break away from her pussy and find myself breathing hard. She’s dripping down her inner thigh. Without thinking, I wipe it up with my fingers then lick them clean. She watches me.
“Wow,” is all she says. “Fuck.”
Trista tries to tug her dress down, but she doesn’t have the strength. I help her until she’s covered enough to walk out.
“Can you hand me those?” she asks breathlessly.
Reaching between us, I pick up her panties and feel a damp spot on them. I bunch them into a ball and stuff them into my pocket, grinning to myself. That’s proof she was turned on by me.
“You better not sell those for cash,” she tells me.
Standing up, I lean in close to see if she’ll kiss me after I ate her out. When she doesn’t move or flinch, I close the distance and give her a thorough, deep kiss.
She takes all of it.
“I’m going to fuck your panties when I go back home,” I say against her mouth.
“Then you better give me something of yours before you leave so I can do the same.”
A low growl escapes me. I wrap my arm around Trista’s waist and tug her to me. We step in front of the mirror and Trista notices the flush of color in her cheeks and how swollen her lips are. Even her chest has a hint of red. I watch her throat bob, then she meets my gaze in the mirror. She turns and reaches up to try to fix my disheveled hair. One minute ago she was ripping it out of my head. I let her do her thing and look into her eyes. There’s a stillness about her that I’m drawn to.
“I feel like I should say thank you,” she says, her breath wispy.
“You will later when we’re back in my room.”
Trista drops her arms and I lead the way with her hand in mine. I unlock the door, then walk back toward the main room. We turn a corner that leads to where we were previously seated. Little Timmy notices us immediately and sits up straighter. He wears a curious frown. He eyes both of us suspiciously. I hope the woman he’s with isn’t his girlfriend. He’s shown his attention to everything in the room but her. If Trista notices, she doesn’t give it away that she does. She seems to be in her own world. My eyes meet Timmy’s for the briefest moment, and I can taste the hatred he has for me simply because I have something he wants. I’m wearing her pussy all over my mouth, and I’m sure he can see it.
The number of people in the bar has grown, and it’s getting stuffy. Perfect time to exit.
I raise my arm to get the bartender’s attention. I request her tab be added to mine and then ask for the check.
My flight leaves in ten hours. I want to spend nine of them in Trista.
I steal a look at Trista. Her eyes glitter. She’s sitting on the barstool and leaning back on the countertop, studying me.
“I feel like I just got my second wind,” Trista says.
ChapterFive
Leo
“Good, because you’re going to need it,” I say, and she shakes her head. “What is it?”
“I never do anything like this,” she says near my ear. “I feel like my body is humming. Unless it’s the tequila.”
The grin on my face grows. A shadow moves in the corner of my eye. I look over Trista’s shoulder and see her ex walking toward us. My eyes lower to slits. Timmy watched me ask for the check a moment ago, so he must know we’re leaving. I wonder if he’s going to try and shoot his shot with her again.
