Big Daddy Sinatra: There Was a Ruthless Man(30)

But when she grabbed her clutch and her keys and hurried out the front door of her small rented house, she came face-to-face with what she was definitely not ready for: Charles.

“Charlie!” she said with shock on her face.

Charles was walking toward her front door. He had his suit coat off, and dark shades on, as the sun was out in force. And he was smiling as he came. “There’s that intern!”

“What are you doing here?”

“What do you think? It’s your graduation. How could I miss a major thing like that?”

She smiled greatly. And when he made it up to her door, a door she hadn’t even closed yet, she allowed him to pull her into his arms.

They held each other, not like two timid lovers, but like lovers from way back. Charles’s eyes were tightly shut as he held her. She smelled so sweet, and felt so fragile and warm in his arms. This was what he had wanted all along. To feel her again. To be with her again. He had been apprehensive during his entire three-hour drive to Boston. More than once he had contemplated not even stopping through, but driving on to New York. On with his life. But right now, seeing her beautiful face again, and feeling her in his arms again, made him certain. He had made the absolute right decision.

Jenay, too, was overjoyed to see him again. She had really missed him. And when they stopped embracing, and his bright green eyes looked into her soft gray eyes, she realized just how much. The heat turned right back up, as if it had never been extinguished.

Charles was in heat too, by just the awesome sight of her. He looked down at her lips, her golden brown lips, and then back up, into her eyes. “How much time do we have?” he asked her.

Having sex with some man a mere hours before her graduation seemed almost foreign to her, as if it was the kind of behavior some other girl would do. But the thought of having sex with Charlie mere hours before her graduation seemed completely familiar to her, as if it was the kind of behavior she couldn’t wait to do. “Plenty of time,” she said. “I was leaving early. How much time do you need?”

He was already backing her back up into her home. “Give me thirty,” he said hoarsely as he closed the door behind them.

“Thirty what?” she asked, equally hoarsely, as he turned her around and rammed her back against the door.

“Thirty hours,” he said, and slammed his mouth onto hers.

They kissed for what seemed like hours. They kissed as he lifted her arms up and intertwined her fingers with his. They kissed as he rubbed his penis against that area of her dress that hid her vagina. And then he was unzipping her. And she was unbuttoning and unzipping him as she removed her arms from her sleeveless dress.

Charles lifted her bra and began to suck her breasts as she unbuckled him. He began to bite her nipples and suck her even harder as she unzipped him. She could see the outline of his erection before it sprung free. And when it did sprang free, and she touched it, she wanted her mouth to feel what her pussy already had.

She moved her breasts away from Charles’s mouth and knelt down. Her unzipped dress dropped along her waist. But all she could think about was pleasuring him. She wanted to make him feel the way he made her feel. She put her tongue on his thick tip, and began licking.

Charles splayed his hands on the door and spread his legs eagle-style. It didn’t take long for him to lean his head back, close his eyes, and feel her sweet tongue in a way that caused him to tremble. She was no sex maven. He’d been with the kind of super-experienced women who would put her oral to shame. But the feeling wasn’t in any fancy technique she was using. She was licking him and taking him in full, inch-by-loving-inch, and wasn’t using any tricks of the trade at all. But her tongue was licking him. And her mouth was circling him. She was the difference. It was her, rather than her experience and techniques and tricks, that put all others to shame.

But when she started getting too good, and it started feeling too wonderful, he pulled his dick out of her mouth. He didn’t come all this way to go over that cliff alone. He stood her up, and then lifted her into his arms. He wanted to carry her to her bedroom, but he couldn’t make it that far. He made it to her sofa, where he sat her on the edge, slung her dress and panties completely off, and opened her up.

She gripped the top of the sofa as he did her. She had just showered. She had just put on her dress that had been purchased specifically for her graduation. She was heading out with nothing more on her mind than getting there early. And within minutes everything flipped and instead of driving her rental car to the auditorium, she was naked on her sofa with a man’s head between her legs. Things like this never use to happen to her. Wonderfully spontaneous things like this only happened to her girlfriends and strangers. But it was happening to her. On the day she was to begin her career in earnest, it was finally happening to her!