Serve Me

Fuck. I don’t have enough self-control for this.

“We can finish this in the kitchen,” I cocked my head to the side, and she nodded. Getting what I meant.

Smart girl.

Even though I left the plate behind and took her hand, she didn’t protest. Instead of the kitchen, I stopped at the supply closet off the back hall and hauled her in there. I locked the door and pressed her up against it. Her breath hitched, but before she had time to say anything, my mouth was on hers.

She tasted like fucking cherries, and a bit of the cheesy goodness I just fed her. I swirled my tongue around hers. Her small, warm hands drifted up my sides, and they felt amazing, but I trapped them above her head instead. Her breath hitched and I deepened the kiss, grinding my hardness against her.

She broke away for air, and I trailed kisses down her soft neck. Her body is so fucking perfect, I want every inch of it. Her eyes grazed across the bare skin of my arms in my tank. The fabric of my jeans rubbed against hers, creating an endless friction. I need to taste her.

I lifted her up and set her on a stack of boxes. I kept my eyes on hers as I undid her jeans. Her chest heaved with every breath, her breasts pressing against her shirt. I paused and weighed them in my hands, feeling her nipples against my palm.

“Austin…that feels good.” She breathed as I swirled my thumb around her nipple. I winked and knelt down in front of her.

I shucked her jeans off, faced with her pale pink cotton panties. I saw her wetness soaking through and groaned, my cock twitched. But we weren’t doing that just yet.

“I want to taste you so fucking bad.” I growled.

She nodded eagerly. “Please.”

I trailed my index finger down her folds through her panties and pressed. She cried out and tried to silence herself. I slid her panties down, revealing her tight pussy, primed with a short patch of hair nicely trimmed. I licked my lips, loving the sight of her. I don’t like my women bare at all. She was fucking perfect.

“Please.” She moaned. I had been teasing her, blowing my breath across her.

I couldn’t hold off anymore either. I flicked my tongue across her, once, twice, three times. Then I licked her from the base up, opening up her folds to me. The nub of her clit twitched, and I sucked it gently. I gripped her thick, soft thighs and opened her up to me. My tongue took control of her. Swirling around her, opening up her folds.

She fisted her hands in my hair and gripped tight, holding me to her as she grinded onto me. Her wetness seeped onto the box beneath her as I kept at it. It must have been five, maybe ten minutes that I held her on the edge.

“Austin, God Austin…please.”

“Please what?” I murmured against her folds. I kissed the skin of her inner thigh, leaving her throbbing.

“I... please.” She shook her head. I knew there was more beneath the surface, and I wanted to unleash her. A woman who goes for two guys, maybe three, has something underneath.

“Hmm?” I groaned.

“Fuck—I need to come! Please…” she cried out. I smirked and went back to her clit. Flicking it furiously as I sucked wildly. She shuddered and clenched with her orgasm, but I kept going.

I kept her there for as long as I could, until she pushed me away from the sensation. Her eyes were wide and wild as they looked at me. I grinned and kissed her hard and deep so she could taste herself on me. She didn’t push me away like most girls.

“You okay?” I asked her.

Her eyes were glassy as she nodded slowly.

“Thanks.” She whispered and bit her lip as she shim

mied her bottoms back on.

“More where that came from, baby.”

Chapter Five: Kellan

I often thought of hiring an assistant to deal with all this clerical bullshit. I was in meetings since seven that morning. I didn’t usually mind waking up early, going for my run and starting my day. But there is just something about lawyers and accountants that drain me.

Nearly everything had to be updated; liquor license, business license, land permit…Jesus Christ I had a world of a headache by noon. Good news was we only had one month left to pay off the bar, then we would stop paying the four grand a month for land and upkeep. It was a good thing.

Years ago I didn’t see us here. I had no idea the community would take such a liking to the place. We had a lot of regulars, college students came here as an initiation of sorts into the life. It was pretty amazing.