"Find a girl and try our line on her." I chuckled as I finished the beer and tried not to be dragged across the porch by the needy woman in front of me.
I pulled my hand from hers and checked in my pocket for condoms before nodding for her to go ahead. I'd catch up. I moved back out and grabbed my jacket, now prepared for a good time. A woman with chestnut hair and a great ass caught my attention from across the porch. She had the same build as the girl on the side of the road earlier, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement.
I didn't hesitate to walk across to the porch and touch the back of her shoulder. "Excuse me."
She turned and her face lit up, but it wasn't the same girl. "Oh, wow. You're beautiful."
"Thanks, I think?" I laughed and lifted my beer toward her. "Cheers. Thought you were a friend of mine."
"I'd like to be." She gave me a cute smile and lifted her beer.
I turned and moved through the crowd of people, not letting the girl’s comment or anyone else's penetrate me. My looks had nothing to do with anything. They would fade over time. It was my heart I wanted someone to see, but I thought to say that or let anyone know left me looking like less of the man society expected me to be.
I jogged up the stairs and hesitated outside of the various closed doors in the hall.
"Fuck. Why didn't I just make her wait for me?" I tried the first knob and found it locked, thankfully. I hated like hell to walk in on people, and yet I'd been to enough parties to have seen more than my fair share of people fucking.
Elise poked her head out of the room at the far end of the hall. "Tate, down here."
"Thank God." I walked toward her and slipped into the room as she wrapped herself around me. She didn't have anything but a pair of tiny black panties on – and those would soon be discarded, as well.
Her tongue pressed into my mouth as she half crawled up my body. I gripped her ass and forced her to open her legs and wrap them around me as I pressed into the kiss, sucking hard on her tongue.
She cried out as my fingers slipped just under the material keeping me from her most sensitive spot.
"I need to taste you," she whispered against my lips, and I nodded.
"Yeah, you do." I dipped a finger into her and pressed it in a little. "Then, I'm gonna fuck you real nice and hard."
"Please," she whimpered as I moved to the bed and sat her down. It didn't take her long to have my pants to my knees and her mouth spread over my cock, sucking and licking as if her life depended on it.
I gripped a large handful of her black hair and used my hold on her to fuck her properly. She was a pro and I'd met my match for the evening, which was good and bad. It would be a great ride, but I'd probably limp away with my heart aching for something more than another one-night stand.
The brunette appeared in my thoughts again, and I loosened my hold on Elise's hair. My fingers brushed by her pretty face lovingly, soft.
"Rougher." She looked up at me and growled.
"Right." I gripped her again and jerked her off my cock before manhandling her onto the bed. She fought against me a little, slapping at my chest and acting as if she didn't want to be pressed to the bed below me.
I moved off the bed and worked on a condom as she lifted her ass into the air and shook it at me.
"Make me scream," she groaned as I grabbed her ass and crawled up on the bed behind her. "I don't want to feel anything but you fucking me."
"Good. Hold on tight, girl." I didn't work myself into her as I would most any other woman. I had a big cock and few women had been with someone of my size, but this girl was asking for depravity. I was happy to give it to her.
She screamed as she rose to her hands and pressed back against my thrusts, taking me in and shaking slightly as she came hard.
"Good girl." I didn't give her time to catch he
r breath before I started to take full advantage of the pleasure she offered me.
I wanted to make love to the pretty girl on the side of the road, but fucking the needy bitch beneath me would have to do for the night.
There was little chance that fate would align the stars in a way that would have me seeing the rich hottie-tottie that had stolen my thoughts again.
"More." The girl took over our sex and worked herself against me. I stood at the edge of the bed, enjoying the sight of her taking what she needed. I wasn't going to come. I had nothing to give due to the lack of true feeling for the stranger in front of me. In the past, I would have come three or four times through the night, but something had changed over the last year.
I wanted more.