“He really likes you,” she said with a sly smile. “Are you going to see him when you get back to Manhattan?”
I shrugged, trying not to get too excited about it. “He said something about me making him dinner when I get back to Manhattan…”
“Oh, he really does like you,” she said.
“I like him, too,” I said. “He’s really smart, and hot, and nice. Plus, he understands all about loss.”
“Did he lose someone? Friends in Iraq, I bet.”
“I think so. But he seems to have lost a woman, too. He didn’t give me any details, but it sounds like he had a broken heart.”
She nodded. “Brandon and I made a plan to see each other again, too.”
I smiled. It was so easy for Leah. She always had some man sniffing around her.
The rest of the afternoon went by quickly, and before I knew it, Beckett walked in the door to the bar, his motorcycle helmet under his arm and a wide brilliant smile on his handsome face. His blond hair was a bit messy, but he still looked like a hunky Viking. I hoped that soon, he’d be conquering my body and my flesh swelled in anticipation, a pleasant throb in my core.
“Well, hello lovely lady,” he said and plopped his helmet on the bar. “Your knight riding on a chrome bike is here to take you away from all this,” he said with a laugh. “To mix a few metaphors.”
“Mix away,” I said with a grin. “I have to finish restocking, but then I’ll be ready to be swept away by you.”
Beckett sat at one of the stools and watched the game on the big screen television while I restocked the ice hopper and hauled a few cases of beer from the back, restocking the fridge for the evening shift. When Keith arrived, we high-fived each other and I ducked under the bar hatch.
I winked at Leah, who smiled knowingly at me. She spoke to Beckett while I was in the back cashing out, and when I arrived back, they were leaning in close to each other, and seemed deep in conversation. Their expressions were serious, but when they saw me, they both pasted on bright smiles.
“Hey, you two,” I said and narrowed my eyes. “What are you two conniving about?”
“Nothing,” Beckett said. “Just asking about the local cuisine.”
Leah smiled and then winked at me, before leaving us alone so she could take a drink order.
Beckett held out his hand and I took it and followed him out of the bar.
“I really need a shower and a change of clothes,” I said. “Maybe I should go home first…”
“I won’t hear of it. You’ll come to my hotel and have a nice shower and then, you’re going to be naked for the rest of the night.”
I laughed, a thrill going through me at the thought. “That’s the plan?”
“That’s the plan,” he said and handed me a helmet. I smiled as I put it on. Then I climbed on the bike behind him and together, we drove off towards his hotel and what I knew would be a night of pleasure I wouldn’t soon forget.
I wasn’t wrong. As soon as we arrived back at the hotel and in Beckett’s room, he pulled me to the bathroom, which was large and lined with granite tiles. There was a huge standup shower in addition to the Jacuzzi tub.
“I’m going to wash every inch of you and then I’m going to eat you and then fuck you,” Beckett said as he began to strip off my clothes. “How does that sound?”
My heart raced at his words. “It sounds divine.”
“Good,” he said, as he removed my t-shirt and squeezed my breasts, his hands covering my lacy bra. “Then I’m going to do it again and again.”
I closed my eyes when he pulled one bra cup down and sucked my nipple.
He did exactly what he said he would – he washed every inch of me once we were both naked and standing in a stream of hot steamy water under the rain showerhead. The walls of the glass enclosed shower steamed up and my body heated up, the way he touch
ed me, his hands all soapy, slipping deliciously over my skin, into ever crevice, while he kissed me deeply. I returned the favor, lathering up my hands and washing his every inch, and there were a lot of them. I thought he must be almost nine inches and his girth was huge, thick, so that I could barely get my fingers around his shaft. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me once more, and to come around his cock while he fucked me.
Before he did, he ate me once more as he promised. When I was fully rinsed off, he turned off the shower and had me lean back against the wall. Then he knelt down on the floor and placed one of my legs over his shoulder while he licked me, holding my hips so I didn’t fall over or slip on the wet surface.
His tongue worked wonders on my very hard and throbbing clit. I soon came with his tongue thrusting inside of me while his thumb stroked my clit, my eyes practically rolling back in my head I felt so much pleasure.