“Not bad,” she says dismissively. “I’ve never slept in such a beautiful room before.”
“Is that right?” I chuckle. “I guess you’d be more comfortable sharing, then?”
“I think so.” She nods as she bites her lip. “If you’re okay with that?”
I don’t answer. Instead, I take her hand in mine. I lead her from the guest room to my own. My room is even bigger than the guest room. The bed is California king-sized, while the adjoining bathroom is as large as her whole apartment.
“This is more like it,” she says as we enter. “The other room was a little small for me.”
“Oh, I’d hate for you to be uncomfortable,” I joke as I let go of her hand.
As I do, she steps further into the room, and as she does that, I turn around and close the bedroom door.
The door clicks shut, and she spins around, looking from the closed door to me. I can feel the tension rise in the room as the implication of the closed door dawns on her. It’s thick and rife with sexuality.
I can see her mind stirring. She contemplates another sarcastic comment, but to my relief, she doesn’t make a joke.
She walks up to me with a knowing smile on her face. She reaches me, and I slide my hand across her back and pull her in closer. Our bodies collide, and we kiss. It’s a kiss that I have been looking forward to all night. But not only the kiss.
Our tongues dance. I feel myself getting hard as all the blood in my body rushes to my cock. I have wanted her for days now. I have thought about her every night before sleeping and every morning as I wake up.
I can tell that she is on the same page as me. As we kiss, the passion rises. Her hand runs to the back of my head. She grabs onto my hair and pulls it. I grip her back and squeeze her. I push my cock into her. I grab her sweet ass and let her know that this time, I am not going anywhere.
She wears a simple pair of yoga pants and a tank-top. When I picked her up, I was going to ask her to put on something more appropriate for dinner. Now I’m glad that I didn’t. In the yoga pants, her ass looks and feels amazing. And in the tank top, her breasts look spectacular.
I quickly remove her top, meeting zero resistance. She does the same to me, pulling off my shirt. Before I realize it, her hands are at my belt, and she takes off that too, dropping my pants to the ground. I wear a pair of boxers, and they struggle to contain what I have waiting for her.
I chalk it up to her tipsy state, the tenacity with which she undresses me. She is eager and can’t seem to control herself. Her hand finds my bulge. She squeezes it, and I feel myself getting even harder for her.
My hands are still wrapped on her ass. I can’t take them off. It feels so good. It’s only by pure force of will that I manage. The moment I release her, she drops to her knees. I smile as I realize what she is up to.
Her hands find the waistband to my boxers, and she pulls them down. As she does, I make sure to lean back a little so my dick doesn’t hit her in the face. It’s big, and she probably isn’t expecting it.
It comes out, sticking up straight. As soon as my cock is released, she grips it in her hand and squeezes it again. She moans in anticipation and what I am sure is relief at the size of it.
“That’s it, Carrie. Play with me,” I whisper roughly. The look on her pretty face says she likes what she hears, what she sees. Good. Hopefully she enjoys the taste too.
I run my hand through her hair, gripping her by the top of her head. I then push her head forward and over my cock.
She swallows it in one go. Her tongue runs over the tip, slicking it as her mouth slides down the entire shaft. I moan in pleasure and grip her head even tighter.
Back and forth, she moves on my cock, licking and sucking it. She moves to the shaft, running her tongue over it, before swallowing the entire thing again. I groan again.
I want her to stay down there all night. I want her to taste my cum as I finish inside her mouth. But I also want to be inside of her.
Chapter 20
CARRIE
He tastes so good. On my knees, I can’t stop sucking his big cock. I am in awe of its size. I run my mouth over it, and I can’t stop thinking about how it is going to feel inside of me.
I want to stay down here and keep going. I would love nothing more than to swallow his load. But I also want to feel him inside me.
With some difficulty, I pull my mouth from his cock and stand up. As I stand, I push him back onto the bed. He falls willingly. His erection lies straight as he is on his back. I smile down at him as I slowly drop my yoga pants and panties.
“Wow,” he says as he admires my body.
I don’t say anything. I just smile as I slowly walk to him. I run my hand down to my mound, stroking myself as I climb on the bed. I’m soaking wet. My fingers are dripping in my juices. As I climb on Blake, I give him my hand. He sucks my fingers, licking them clean.
I grip his cock in my hand, climb on top and position myself over him. I have never fucked a man with such
