Her Halloween Treat (Men at Work 1)

“That’s not a bad secret.”

“You don’t have any on you, do you?”

She shook her head. “Sorry. I didn’t plan this ‘jump on the first guy who offers’ thing very well.”

“Nothing for it, then. We’ll just have to keep foreplaying for at least another hour.”

“Oh. Darn.”

“Real shame, isn’t it?” Chris said.

“A damn shame.”

“Keep telling me how much of a shame it is while I eat your pussy.”

“What happened to the coin flip?”

“I won it.”

“I don’t remember—”

Before she could finish telling him she had no memory at all of this supposed coin flip of his, it was too late. He had already slid between her legs again and opened her up for him. Once more he pushed two fingers inside of her, easing them in and out and around the warm, wet interior of her body as he licked her and sucked her and kissed her and finger-fucked her. She was awash in pleasure, in that sort of soft liquid pleasure that suffuses the stomach and back and hips all at once and makes the thighs tense and quiver and fingers clutch at the sheets. That sort of pleasure.

She was going to come and soon and hard and on his mouth. Joey’s head fell back and her shoulders came off the bed again. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and she dug her heels into the mattress as Chris brought her to the pinnacle of pleasure and left her there as he slowed down, eased up the pressure to draw it out a little longer...a little longer...

“Please, Chris,” she said between labored breaths.

“Not yet.”

He stopped licking her and just used his fingers inside her. She’d been close to coming and now the urge faded, but only slightly. He hadn’t been kidding about wanting to drag the sex out as long as possible. He brought her almost to coming again and she could have screamed and would have if it didn’t feel so good getting there and back again.

“I’m dying,” she whispered. Her lips were dry and her lungs burned.

“I’ll let you come this time. Maybe.”

“Are you trying to kill me?”

“You think I’m in any hurry to be done here? Do you have any idea how good you taste and how sexy you are like this?”

“Like this” was sweaty, flushed, writhing on the bed with her legs open as wide as possible and his head between her thighs and his fingers deep inside her. Maybe he was right. She did feel sexy like this. The only person in the room sexier was Chris, who seemed to have fallen madly in love with her vulva and couldn’t seem to stop kissing it. His beard tickled her inner thighs and she wondered if Kira was right about the beard burn. Was that really a thing? Well, she’d probably find out before morning. Even if it was a thing and even if it hurt like hell tomorrow...oh, it was worth it. So worth it.

“Chris,” she said.

“Joey.”

“Please give me an orgasm. I don’t ask for much. But I do ask for that. I beg for it.”

“Will you say my name when you come?”

“If that’s the price I have to pay.”

“It is.”

“Then yes. I was planning on doing that, anyway.”

“My name. Not your ex’s.”

“I have an ex? Weird. I can’t remember any ex. I thought it was just you and me in the world.”