10 Years (Time for Love 5)
I’m all right with that,” I admitted.
“Yeah, me too,” Liam responded, leaning back against the booth. “You guys going back to our place, or theirs?”
“If you want to take our place tonight, we can go back to the girls’ apartment.”
“Sounds good,” Liam was saying as Gwen placed another large mug of Guinness in front of me.
As she scooted back in and picked up her light beer, she leaned into me with a giggle and admitted, “We had another shot at the bar.”
I looked up at our friends and said, “We’ll probably head out after this drink.”
“Sounds good,” Liam said, as the girls made booing sounds.
I turned to the beautiful blonde whose hand was currently working its way up my thigh and said, “Drink fast.”
Gwen looked at me, her cheeks rosy and her brilliant green eyes sultry, and took a drink of her beer. She then proceeded to lick the foam off of her upper lip, which, coupled with her ever-advancing hand, was starting to make my jeans feel suddenly too tight and uncomfortable.
“What are you doing?” I whispered gruffly into Gwen’s ear.
“If you have to ask, I must be doing something wrong,” she replied coyly, then brought her hand up to boldly caress the length of my straining cock.
“No,” I replied, trying to make my voice sound normal. “I’d say you’re making your intentions clear.”
I moved her hand gently off and placed it back on my thigh, taking a deep breath and trying to remain composed. I pushed aside the thoughts of bending her over the table and pounding into her with thoughts of pitching a perfect game.
It didn’t work.
“We’re out,” I said, standing abruptly and pulling Gwen up with me. Liam gave me a distracted nod as Aliyah nuzzled his neck, and I dragged Gwen toward the back exit. It was closest.
“But I didn’t finish my beer,” Gwen said as we reached the door and I shoved it open.
The door closed behind us and I turned and backed her into the wall, pressing the length of my body against hers.
“Did you want to?” I asked, bringing my head low and running the tip of my nose along the length of her neck, pausing to nuzzle the spot below her ear.
“No, thanks,” Gwen responded, her voice breathy, causing the need within me to surge.
I began kissing her neck, causing her to whimper seductively, and I thought I was going to explode. Gwen didn’t make things better when she swiftly unbuttoned my jeans and thrust one of her small, soft hands inside and began stroking me, paying sweet, shiver-inducing attention to the head.
“Gwen,” I spat out roughly, “we need to get out of here.”
“No,” she responded with much more force than expected, then caught me by surprise when she turned us until my back was against the wall, and she was in control.
Her hand was working me, and her lips were now at the base of my throat. I was finding it difficult to form a coherent thought, let alone speak, but I tried one more time. “Gwen, we’re in an alley.”
She looked up and down the alley, and I followed her gaze.
“There’s no one here but us,” she said softly, pulling my pulsing cock free of my underwear and jeans. “But it’s kind of hot that someone could find us…”
My brain fried at her words, as if someone had just given me electro-shock therapy, and when she began to lower down, tentatively licking the head of my cock as she did, the ability to reason with her left me.
Why the fuck am I trying to reason with her anyway? This is a fantasy come true, I thought as I looked down, nearly coming at the site of her beautiful mouth stretched and swollen as she moved it back and forth, taking in as much of my cock as she could.
She was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and it didn’t take long before I felt the familiar tingle and pull of my impending release.
“I’m gonna come, Gwen,” I managed, giving her enough time to release me if she wished.
Her mouth popped free, but before I could miss the warmth of her, she brought her hand to the base of my dick and began pumping, helping to drive my release. I watched her small hand stroking me and lost all control, rocking into her as the orgasm slammed through me.