After several minutes of coughing and choking, Tasha got herself under control, and Tim poured them each another shot. Tasha was beginning to feel the effects of the first two shots and knew she shouldn’t have another, so she downed it quickly before she could change her mind.
Tim had gotten back on his stool when she calmed down, and pulled her even closer. Cupping her face with both his hands, he looked into her smoldering gray eyes and kissed her.
A soft, gentle brushing of the lips at first, he slowly intensified it until she parted her lips. Shifting one hand to drift slowly down her body, he swept her mouth with his tongue, teasing and retreating only to forge back in.
His hand drifted down her body and brushed her breast, lightly caressing her. He felt her response and intensified the kiss, pressing her tightly to him.
Lifting her from her stool to straddle his lap, he had one hand on her breast and the other on her ass, holding her in place.
Tasha leaned into him and let him have his way. This man was so yummy, and what he was doing felt so good. Part of her knew this wasn’t a good idea, but she hadn’t been with anyone in so long, and what would it hurt to let go for one night?
Tim’s hand on her thigh pushed her short skirt up, looking for her treasure. She was wet and ready for him. Time to find a room before he took her here on the bar.
Standing with her legs wrapped around him, Tim grabbed a key for one of the suites and started down the hall with her, stopping every few feet to kiss her again.
When he got to the suite door, he maneuvered the door open and carried her straight to the bedroom. Sitting on the bed, he stood her up and lifted the dress, pulling it off of her, baring her to his eyes.
“Oh, baby, you’re so beautiful,” he told her before he leaned down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, laving the little bud. “You taste so good.”
Tasha was running her hands through his hair and loving the feel of what he was doing to her body. None of the men she had been with had ever called her beautiful. No one ever had. She was a little pudgy, and Jason was always telling her she was fat. He never let her eat anything but salads and often shook his head in disgust at her.
Tim, on the other hand, seemed very appreciative of her curves and continually ran his hands over her body.
Turning them so that she was lying on the bed, he pulled her hands over her head and, before she realized what was going on, had them fastened to the headboard.
“Wait, what?” she asked, confused and a little frightened. Why was he tying her down?
“Shh, baby, I won’t hurt you. Please just trust me. This will make it so much better for you. Please, baby,” he crooned as he leaned down and kissed her again.
She couldn’t think when he was kissing her the way he did. In her heart she did trust him. Even though she hadn’t known him for very long, she knew that he would never do anything to hurt her.
Relaxing, she let him do what he would. She might never get the chance again, and you only lived once. When Jason found her, she would have to leave. She would take what she could while she was here.
Chapter Three
Tim crouched over her and kissed her again and again, running his hands over and over her body, trailing his knuckles up and down her sides, working toward the middle, gently grazing her skin. Finally he brushed the sides of her breasts, moving closer and closer until his knuckles were grazing her nipples.
Turning his hands over, he palmed each nipple before gently pinching them with his fingertips. He leaned down and took one hard nipple in his mouth, laving it with his tongue. Pulling back, he blew on the moistened bud, watching it get even harder. When it peaked and she gasped, he smiled and did the same to the other nipple. Pinch, lick, blow, pinch, lick, blow, he repeated over and over. Watching her facial expressions and her eyes widen, he continued, adding a little bite, pinch, lick, bite, blow, again and again, until he didn’t think she could take any more.
“Oh, that feels so good. What are you doing? Don’t stop,” Tasha moaned. No one had ever paid that much attention to her breasts. She was arching off the bed.
Tim gave each breast a firm squeeze and gradually licked and sucked his way down to her navel, dipping his tongue in the indentation.
He slipped his hands down to grip her hips. He lifted her pussy to his mouth. Licking her outer lips, he draped her legs over his shoulders and used his thumbs to part her for him.
“Beautiful, baby, your cunt is so beautiful. Your little clit is peeking out, and you are rosy and shiny with your juices. Your cream drips for me. I have to taste.” Taking a long lick, he ran his tongue round her little nub, watching her pussy weep for him.
“You are so sweet, baby. I’ll get you what you need.” He breathed against her skin, taking one finger and slowly running it round her little clit.
Leaning back on his haunches, he lowered her legs and grabbed his T-shirt, pulling it over his head. Bending over her, he rubbed her nipples with his chest, grazing her with the dusting of hair he had there as he kissed her again.
She tasted her juices on his lips and reveled in the taste. She had never tasted herself before, and her flavors mixed with his taste made her pussy leak more. If this continued, she’d be lying in a puddle.
Kissing his way back down, he lifted her legs again to resume his licking and nipping. He took long licks from her rear hole to her clit, up and down.
Tasha had never felt like this before. This wasn’t her first experience, but wow. Nothing had ever been like this before. No one had ever made her feel like this. None of her other lovers had ever gone down on her. She had done it for them, but no one ever reciprocated. Jason told her she was too fat and wouldn’t even let her undress with the lights on. He just barely touched her and quickly fucked her. What she had ever seen in him, she had no idea.
Now he was chasing her. He didn’t want her, but he didn’t want anyone else to have her either. She was so tired of running.