Seven Groomsmen from Hell (Love by Numbers 6)

“I’ve been told I’m barred from touching you because I have a way of fucking things up, and Kent is hellbent on making sure this wedding is perfect for Anna.” I pressed my lips to the soft skin of her cheek and the scent of her honey shampoo burst into my nose. I was at the cliff’s edge about to jump. “But I can keep a secret, if you can.”

I could feel Khloe trembling in my grip, and if I had my way, it was just the beginning of the way I wanted to shake her. Her hands tentatively gripped my sides. “This may be the worst decision I ever make, but…” I looked down into her chocolate eyes and I knew in that instant that I had her. “Fuck me,” she said, and it was like absolute music to my ears.

I pulled Khloe back against a difficult to see corner of the bar and pinned her against the wall. I placed my lips on her neck and sucked wildly, loving the taste of her skin as it sunk into my mouth.

“It’s not just me that wants to fuck you,” I whispered into her ear as I slid my hand down her torso and snaked it up her dress. “All of the guys do.” I threaded my fingers under the fabric of her underwear and started to rub at her heated and already moistening pussy. She gasped into my ear as her body trembled under my touch. I laced the lips of her vagina with my finger, sawing gently against her clit and hole. “I’m gonna fuck you, and then I want to watch my guys fuck you. One of them in this tight pussy, and the other one in your beautiful ass.”

I nibbled Khloe’s bottom lip and she mewled into my mouth. Her hands shook, gripping onto my shoulders for balance. She didn’t know the trouble she was in. We were still in Act I. I started to increase the pace fingering her, continuing to kiss her peach lips, and breathing in the sound of her moaning into me. In no time at all, she was grinding her own hips against my hand, fucking herself on my fingers. I pulled my hand back when I sensed she was about to cum and she let out a whine of frustration.

“Not too fast,” I told her. I unbuttoned my pants and then kissed her again, placing a hand on her head. “I want you to suck me now.” I placed pressure on the top of her head, and she gave way, dropping down in front of me.

With a few quick motions, she had my cock free of my pants and boxers, and I knew I wasn’t working with an ordinary animal. She took my rock hard dick into her hands and stroked it a few times before looking up at me with her beautiful doe eyes, and slipping my leaking shaft into her mouth. Khloe on her knees, with my dick in her mouth and her eyes locked in mine, while the heat of her mouth enveloped me; it was sin that I was experiencing it for free. I kept my gaze on her as she moved her mouth up and down, taking more and more of me in with each bob.

I brushed my thumb over her cheek. “That feels so good.”

Khloe winked at me, she actually winked at me, and I felt like I was going to bust right then and there. She was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I had my dick in her mouth, but she was letting me know in no uncertain terms that it was she who was in charge. She slurped around me with fervor, finally dropping her eyes from mine to focus on the task at hand, and I let my head lull backwards and my eyes drift shut. Khloe’s tongue coiled around my cock, strangling it, and attempting to milk it for all it had. The feeling was unlike any I’d ever had before, and the couple of functioning brain cells I had remaining couldn’t wait to share the feeling with my friends.

I reached down and grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. I threw my mouth against hers, sucking her tongue into my mouth, and humming along with her as we connected. I took her ass into both of my hands and squeezed, and knew that I didn’t want to wait any longer. I wanted her naked and I wanted her now.

We somehow managed to make it up to my hotel room, though only barely through the door before clothes were flying off and landing on any surface that would hold them. I thought Khloe was sexy completely dressed, but when I got her dress and undergarments free of her body, I let out a shallow whistle. She was like a woman from a porn magazine. Perfect curves, huge, heaving breasts, and the kind of ass some celebrities paid surgeries to have. Her stomach was flat, but she had some thickness to her. There was no thigh gap, and I loved every bit of it.