Two Weeks of Sin

“Well, I had a feeling you would. Do you know that hot friend of his? The one who came into the diner that first day?” She was talking about Nate.

“Yeah, what about him?”

“He asked me out on a date!” Her voice was so loud in my ear that I held the phone away and Chance gave me a strange look. About that time, his own phone pinged and took it out to look at it.

“He did? Wow, that’s great, Lindy.” Lindy was a gorgeous girl, though a little rough around the edges when it came to being blunt and borderline offensive.

“I know, right? We’re going out this weekend. He’s staying in town.”

Chance’s elbow nudged me, and I turned to see his phone which had a message from Nate. You’re not the only one who can score a hot waitress, it read. He shook his head and put the phone away.

“Speaking of wonderful news, I’m moving to New York with Chance and my father’s coming with us, and he’s having his surgery there.”

“No way! I’m going to miss you like crazy!” Her voice turned whiney, but then she perked up. “Maybe my hot new date will bring me to see you.”

“Maybe. But then again, if he doesn’t I’m sure my hot new boyfriend will fly you out.” I met Chance’s eyes, and he nodded.

I said my farewells and hung up, and he took the opportunity to pull me over into his lap. I loved that he had money for drivers because it made travel so much fun.

“Nate and Lindy?” He met my eyes.

“Yes, can you believe it?” I ran my fingers through his hair.

He made a face. “I’m not sure how anyone could put up with Nate. He’s a good guy, don’t get me wrong, but he’s a bit crazy.”

“Then they’ll be a good match. She’s crazy too. Who knew we’d spark another romance with those two?” I kissed his lips softly and then pulled his bottom one into my mouth.

“Mm. I love it when you suck things,” he whispered.

“I’m sure you do.” His hand was already in my shirt rolling my tight nipple between two fingers.

He leaned down and took my nipple into his mouth and sucked, letting his teeth drag across them.

“How long of a drive it is to your house?” he asked as he ground his erection up against me.

“Long enough for this.” I leaned down and positioned myself over his cock and undid his pants. He gave me a smoldering look as I glanced up and stroked him.

“It’s missed you too.”

“I bet it has.” I leaned down and took him into my mouth and tight-lipped his head, nursing at it hoping to gain a taste of his salt. Once a tiny, pearly taste of him hit my tongue I took him back deeper, slowly inching down his base as it filled my throat.

“Fuck. It’s so good, angel. I love your mouth on me.” I glanced up as he lay his head back and closed his eyes. Now and then his hips would twitch upward, and he’d moan, and each time I heard that sound I filled with pride. I loved making him moan and feel good. He’d done so much for me and knowing what our future held, I wanted to thank him.

I relaxed my throat and pushed my head down harder on him, and his cock filled my throat, closing it off as I held my breath and forced him down into the very depths. I gagged a bit but kept it under control, and he moaned rocked his hips.

I pulled away, and he shook his head. “You better be glad you pulled away. I was going to fill up that pretty mouth in another second, and I don’t want to come just yet.”

“It’s going to be so good when you do. I want it nice and deep inside me.”

He lifted me up and kissed me, pulling me back into his lap.

“Already putting in requests. And I love it, by the way. Coming deep inside you is my favorite. Whether it’s your hot little slit or your plump, pouty lips. Mm.” He leaned in, and we kissed as the driver turned down my street.

“We’re almost there.” I reached down and put his clothing right, and soon we were stopped out front and about to head inside to continue.

“I love this house. It’s very charming. Cottage style has always been a favorite.” He checked out the architecture. “I can see why the two of you hated to sell it.”

“Thanks, but I can’t wait to show you the bedroom.” We exited the car and went inside.