Page 22 of The Hate Date


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“God, keep doing that,” Clover keens.

“Clover,” I pant, kissing my way back to her lips. “Should we slow this down? I think we both know where this is going, but I don’t want you to regret it.”

Her fingers are already unbuckling my belt, though. “For once in my life, I want to live a little. So what if we don’t know each other. Maybe that’s okay. Maybe we were meant to be here in this moment. Just this once. Let’s not overthink what’s happening here.”

“Okay. As long as you’re fine with what this is. It’s important I’m honest with you if we’re going to have sex. I’m leaving town tomorrow.“ I grip each of her wrists to stop her from touching my dick. I make deliberate eye contact because I don’t want her to catch feelings.

I’m fully taken aback when she slams her lips against mine, seeking and finding my tongue. I release her wrists and she instantly gets to work on the button and zipper of my jeans. “I live in Los Angeles, JJ. Let’s be real about what this could ever be. I’m okay with one memorable night in an elevator with a sexy stranger.”

“Well…I’m definitely in. It looks like I’m going to eat you for dinner.“ I kiss her nose. Nudge my cock against the heat of her core. “I can smell your sweet pussy and I’m starving.”

Her eyes squeeze shut with pleasure. “Omigod,” she moans. “Do you really talk dirty like that?”

“Oh, Clover, you have no idea.” I tip her chin so she’s looking at me without distraction. “Are we doing this? I need to hear you say yes.”

She nods. “Yes. I have a feeling you’re going to be an amazing lover. I want everything.”

With her consent and preordained praise, I can resist no longer. In a flash, I yank her top down.

Holy fucking Jesus. I take in the most luscious, creamy breasts I’ve ever set eyes on. The quick glimpse this morning didn’t do these beauties justice. I cup them with my palms. Thumb the puckered, brown nipples. Squeeze. Press her breasts together and swipe my tongue over the tips one after the other. Nip them lightly. Blow. As I worship her tits, Clover’s fingers are once again buried in my hair. She scratches my scalp and arches against me.

“Let’s try and make this more comfortable.” Reluctantly, I pull away and move her out of my lap. Take off my shirt and lay it on the floor. Shimmy my jeans off.

“Here.” Clover hands me her jacket and pants. I toss them down on our makeshift bed with the rest of our clothes.

I stand, peel down my final item of clothing, black boxer briefs. Throw them in the corner. My cock proudly rests against my stomach as I turn to take her in.

Her arms are crossed to cover her bare breasts. Her sexy top is around her waist. Panties—if you could call them that—are a wisp of a black lace thong hugging her voluptuous hips. As she stands before me, Clover bites the tip of her index finger, staring at my dick with trepidation.

“You’re going to take every inch of this long, fat cock in your tight little cunt, aren’t you sweetness?” I pump myself, rubbing pre-cum all over the tip.

Her eyes widen with shock. “Uh…I’m not sure it will fit.”

“Oh, I’ll fit.” I stand before her. “I’ll get you ready. Lie down.”

Clover gulps but doesn’t move. She watches me stroke up and down my length. Squeezes her thighs together. Her nipples are like bullets.

Holy hell, this is going to be the best fuck of my life. I know it in every cell of my body.

”I said, lie down. Don’t make me ask you again.“ My voice is firm, not loud, as I gesture to the floor.

She kneels, her face level with where I’m fisting myself. The crown of my cock is millimeters from her lips. She looks at me, questioning. “You’ll taste me later. It’s your turn now.” I gesture for her to lie back on our clothes.

“Okay, this is all new to me. I haven’t been with anyone since…” She sits back on her heels.

I press my finger against her lips. “I don’t want anyone else in here when you and I are fucking, Clover. If you’re unsure about this, we can stop. But, know this, I draw a hard line at you talking about another man when my tongue, cock, and fingers are going to make you come so often you’ll never be the same.”

“Oh…“ Clover squeezes her eyes shut. Her entire body shudders. She leans back and slumps over. Shoves her fingers down the front of her thong. Presses her thighs together and whimpers.

I’m astounded. Did she just…“Clover? Are you okay?” I kneel beside her, placing my hand on her hip.

“Uh-huh.” She nods. Bites her lip.

I lean onto my hip, pressing my cock against her thigh. Hook the side of her thong with my index finger. Pull it down her legs. Holy God, she’s bare. Her finger, tipped in pink, circles her clit. Mine joins hers. Together we massage her little nub. “Tell me the truth. Did you just come?”

“I…uh.” Her face reddens with embarrassment. She still hasn’t opened her eyes.

“Look at me.” I push on her soft belly so she’s lying on her back. She watches when I rip her thong in two and throw it on top of my briefs. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

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