“You know, I might be able to teach you a thing or two about that story,” I teased.
“You already have.” She placed a kiss on my nose.
I laughed and pulled her down, chest to chest, and sucked her bottom lip between my teeth. “I can’t wait to have you to myself all weekend.” Every muscle in my body was strung tight as one hand cupped her bottom, my other at her lower back. I soaked her up because I knew our time together would fly by and I would have to let her go, but I couldn't dwell on what the future held too much, I’d find myself paralyzed with anxiety. So instead I held her.
fourteen
Auburn spent that weekend curled up in my apartment, and slowly eased her way into my life. We left once, when I took her to a five-star restaurant Saturday night in the city. I'd made late reservations, and and I was relieved when we'd walked in to find most of the dinner crowd had already cleared out. We'd dined over white wine and a dinner of oysters and crab, things Auburn had never tried before. I loved her eager gusto for life, and I loved that I could be the one to show it to her. I’d always been the guy who stands, assesses, and evaluates before dipping in a toe. Auburn was a breath of fresh air.
After I'd settled the check, I pulled her chair out like a gentleman and my eyes drank in the curves of her calves and up the milky skin of her thighs until they landed on the tight band of her leather dress that sat mid-thigh.
“Thanks for joining me.” I smoothed a palm up her leg and forced the tips of my fingers just under the hem that hugged her thighs. I ran slow circles before inching to the backs of her legs and pulling her against me in the near-vacant dining room. “You’ve had my dick hard all night,” I murmured. A shiver shook her muscles and goosebumps erupted on the exposed skin. “You did it on purpose, didn’t you? Any shorter and that dress would be indecent.” I grunted and itched to run my hands up the smooth flesh under her dress.
I loved the look of lust in her eyes, the thought of getting caught turned her on. That assessment was confirmed when she snaked a hand between us and rubbed my cock through my dark dress pants right there in the middle of the restaurant. I grunted and thrust my hips against her on reflex. “Let’s go. You need out of that dress.” I rested a hand at her waist and guided her with long steps to the elevator.
We passed an older couple as we exited, the husband running a quick up and down of Auburn, lingering on the curve of her ass and the swell of her tits. But Auburn didn’t notice, she was staring at me, smiling. “I know that look,” I growled and placed a gentle hand at her hip as we waited for the elevator.
“What?” She turned, mouth popped open before a smile curved her lips.
“The one that says you want me inside you.” I smiled, satisfied.
Her eyebrows arched but before she could reply the elevator dinged and we stepped in. As the doors closed my hand slid down the curve of her ass, past the hem of her leather dress, and then back up, between her legs.
“This tells me I’m right,” I hummed in her ear as I slid long fingers through slick folds. She moaned and her head fell back, hair cascading down my chest. “I’m not sure if I should spank you or fuck you for not wearing panties with this dress,” I grit as I massaged quick circles around her clitoris. Her fingertips clutched my forearm as she rolled her hips back and forth, riding my hand.
“Both?” She breathed.
“Jesus. You were made for me. Think that old fucker knows you’re getting thumb-fucked in the elevator right now?” I growled and thrust my thumb into her pussy, hot and wet and smooth. My dick pounded against my zipper as I massaged the raw bundle of nerves buried deep inside her, swirling my fingers quicker over her clit until she convulsed and her body went rigid as she came. Soft whimpers and moans sang from her lips as I licked at the damp sheen that'd collected at the crook of her neck. She was honest and feral and so fucking beautiful when she came.
“That’s been my favorite noise this weekend,” I teased and thrust my thumb in my mouth. My tongue relished her honey taste and I gave her a wink when she righted herself as wide open eyes took me in. “Your pussy tastes fantastic.” I smiled when I’d finished.
“I don’t even have words.” Her chest heaved with small pants as she came down from her orgasm.
“Good. I like leaving you speechless.” I guided her out of the elevator when it stopped on the ground floor. We locked hands as we walked across the dark parking lot to my truck. “This is going to be the longest twenty minute drive of my life,” I grumbled as I adjusted the erection tenting my pants.