That Ass Is Mine

She loved it.

He must have sat for hours to get it done.

“You know it’s rude to stare,” he said.

She looked up and sure enough, Sarge was turned toward her with a smile on his lips. “I think I rather like having my ass stared at,” he said.

“You’re not funny.”

“You were checking out my ass.” He rolled over. She couldn’t help but look down and sure enough, his cock pointed straight up.

She licked her lips and watched as he wrapped his fingers around his length.

“Licking those lips is asking for trouble, Talia.”

“What kind of trouble?”

“Come here.”

She put her coffee down and moved toward him. He didn’t change position but his hand kept moving up and down his length.

She kept on staring at him as she licked her lips, waiting. He was so perfect.

“Do you want to lick it?” he asked.

Talia nodded, not taking her eyes away from him.

“Get on the bed with your head near my cock.” His fingers moved toward the base of his dick and she did as he instructed.

After the bath, and having sex multiple times, they’d taken a shower together before passing out. He smelled of soap and so masculine as well.

“Now, get your lips nice and wet.”

She glided her tongue across her lips as he asked.

“Now, taste me, just with your tongue.”

Talia moved forward and slid her tongue across the tip, gliding down to the base.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, that feels nice. Like that. Just like that. Now, use your lips like you want to suck me.”

She covered the tip of his cock and moved over him, going down until he hit the back of her throat. She moaned around his length.

“Now, do what you want,” he said.

She bobbed her head over his cock, going down and up, swallowing, licking, and sucking. She tasted him.

“Use your hands,” he said.

She took over from where he held his length, and working up and down, she took him deep, finding a pace that suited her. She felt him push forward a few times and even as she choked, she loved the feel of him in her mouth.

Looking up, she saw his gaze on her.

“You have no idea how sexy you look. I knew those lips were fuckable, and baby, you’re a natural at this.”

Her own arousal had spiked and as Sarge growled, she knew he was close.

“I’m going to come, baby. You’ve got to stop now or take it all.”

She didn’t stop.

Even though she’d been a virgin a few hours ago, there were some things she knew automatically, like the fact he wanted her to swallow. She did. As he came in her mouth, she moaned and swallowed, tasting him. There was so much, and mixed with her saliva, she didn’t get it all down as she felt it leak out of her mouth. Once she was finished, she sat back and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, smiling at him.

“Fuck, baby.” He sat up and kissed her. As he did this, he also pushed her to the bed and spread her thighs wide.

He broke the kiss only long enough to go between her thighs to lick her pussy. Sarge held her open, his tongue dancing from her clit to her entrance, then back up.

When he sucked her into his mouth, using his teeth to continue licking and sucking, she didn’t think she was going to last. In fact, she knew she wasn’t going to be able to.

She came hard against his mouth.

He’d lasted longer than her.

Sarge kissed up her body, taking her tits into his mouth, then finally kissing her lips.

“Now that’s one way to wake up.” He’d moved the shirt she wore out of his way and he held it in his grip. “Did I say you could wear this?”

She shook her head. “I, er, I let Russ out. I made some coffee.” Her stomach chose that moment to growl.

“I’m a horrible host. Are you hungry?”

“Starving.”

He climbed off the bed and held his hand out to her. She followed him but as he got to the doorway, he pulled off the shirt and gripped her ass. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see you naked, and I’m not going to miss a moment. You’re here, you’re naked, simple as.” He tightened his grip on her ass and growled. “I want you again.”

Her stomach growled.

“But I’ll wait until after I feed you.” He held her hand and turned his back on her. This was what she’d been dreaming about. She couldn’t help but feel a little giddy as he’d admitted to thinking about her, wanting to see her naked. That was progress and she intended to hold on to that hope.

He’d been blunt with her and told her there was no chance of forever, but a girl could dream, right?

Chapter Four

Sarge wished he could have kept her for the whole weekend all to himself, but the thing about owning a strip club, customers always wanted more. On Saturday night, while he’d rather be between Talia’s sweet thighs, they were both at the bar, tending to it. She managed the main bar while he filled in orders and dealt with the girls who thought they could charm a raise out of him.