She moves her mouth over me once more, her tongue curving around my girth and sending me out of this world. I thread my fingers into her hair, pulling it out of its ponytail before I wrap the strands around my hand, guiding her up and down my cock. She cups my balls, her other hand holding me at the base, and everything is on fire. I’m burning inside and out, and I don’t know how much more I can handle. I don’t even know how we got here. I planned on loving every inch of her once we got back to my place, but she had other plans.
After a great and what I feel was a special dinner, we shared a dessert of chocolate-covered strawberries. Very romantic and she loved it. Everything I wanted to accomplish with this night has become a reality. I wanted her to feel beautiful, check. Really, that should get like nine checks because, good Lord, she’s stunning. I wanted her to feel special, check. But most of all, I wanted her to know how much she means to me. Yup, I know she knows. I can feel it. Now, though, in the bathroom of the restaurant that serves as the backdrop to a perfect night, my cock is down her throat, and she’s on her knees.
She looks unbelievably beautiful in the strapless red dress that hugs her body in all my favorite places. Her ass, her hips, and those great breasts of hers. I love it all. I’ll never forget the chub I got when I slid the fuzzy white jacket down her arms. Yes, chub is my new word when it comes to her.
She’s gorgeous. Simply stunning. Her hair was up in a sleek ponytail before I messed that up, but I don’t think she cares. I know I sure as shit don’t. Her makeup is all dramatic and sultry in a way I’ve never seen. Her lips were a dark red, but now, they’re pink, her lipstick smeared around her mouth and on my cock.
As she rakes her teeth down my throbbing skin, I feel my body shaking. My knees are weak, my stomach is clenching, and fuck, I never want her to stop. “Fuck, I’m about to blow.”
She moans against my cock and, around it, says, “Blow.”
I groan loudly, and I don’t care who hears me. In all reality, I want the world to know that I am getting the best and hottest blow job of my life. I angle my hips forward, so deep in her mouth and throat as I unload the massive load that has been building since she walked into the restaurant. Her mouth is relentless as she sucks me dry, draining me completely. I squeeze a fistful of her hair, her name falling so softly from my lips, I hardly hear it, but I know I said it. I draw in deep breaths, and then I feel her lips on mine. I hadn’t even realized she had moved. Her tongue is tangled with mine, and she squeezes my jaw with her fingers. I wrap my arms around her waist, but she stays so far away from me.
“What the hell? Come here.”
“No, I don’t want come on my dress,” she says against my lips, kissing my bottom lip. She is an utter mindfuck. I don’t care about her dress, I’m about to rip it off and have my way with her, but then she’s moving out of my arms.
Shit, I miss her.
“Come back.”
She waggles her brows at me. “Get it together, and then meet me back at the condo.”
My lips curve as I watch her trying to make herself presentable and not look as if she’s just had a cock in her mouth. Others might not know, but I do, and seeing her flushed face is giving me the feels. “Seriously? You’re gonna suck me like that and then leave me to think of you until I get back to the condo?”
Her eyes flash with mischief. “Yup.”
“Rude.”
She kisses me again but doesn’t let me grab her the way I want. “How do you think I feel? You’ve wined, dined, and made me feel a way I can’t even put in words. It’s my turn.”
“Ally T, you’re killing me.”
The most sinister grin comes over that swollen mouth. “Ash, how do you think I feel? I’m dripping wet, and I have to wait for you to get home.”
“Oh, so rude,” I groan, and she purses her lips at me. I go to grab her, but she smacks my hands away. “Playing hard to get?”
She laughs, hard. “Yup. Also letting you know now, I might need to get myself off before you show up. I don’t think I can wait, since you gotta pay the bill and all.”
I honestly don’t know how my cock is still alive at this point, but blood is rushing to it once more. “So fucking rude.” She licks her lips. I swear, she is one fucking hot woman. Her lipstick is smeared along her thick lips, but the tilt of them is what has me vibrating all over. “Damn, you’re beautiful, Ally T.”
Her eyes darken. “Hurry home.”
I swallow hard as she wipes her mouth and then leaves as if nothing just happened.
As if she didn’t just rock my world.
And fucking made me feel something.
Something real.
Something scary.
Something I’ve never felt before and would have ignored with anyone else.
Fucking Emery and Stella.
And Ally.