Filling up the Virgin(176)
“I don’t think that I can slip away that easily. We could have a few drinks together and then take it from there. Why don’t you come with me to the VIP section and you can continue to praise my virtues. I can never get enough of the way that you talk.” Payton could see her ruby red lips. He could envision what they would look like wrapped around his cock. “If I’m being too subtle, then let me make things crystal clear for you.” He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him. He was letting her know in no uncertain terms that his excitement was due to her arrival.
“I would ask if that’s a hockey stick in your pants or if you’re just happy to see me, but I think I already know the answer.” She felt his hand in hers and then he was dragging her through the crowd like they didn’t even matter. The two burly black guys at the VIP entrance let them cross the threshold into a secret room that was only meant to be used on special occasions. The black leather sofa was a sectional and Payton had no problem sinking into the soft cushion, before reaching out his hand for her. Her additional weight on top of him was nothing to man of his obvious strength.
“You’re not just going to stand there and do nothing? Don’t tell me that you are all talk and no action. I would hate that I was wasting my time on somebody that really didn’t know what she wanted. I don’t think that you are that type of girl, but I have yet to see anything that would indicate that you might be interested in more than a friendly chat.” His hand was still outstretched and then she took it. He pulled her into his lap.
“I think that you’ll find that I am more than up to the task of meeting you halfway. I’ve been thinking about this day for a very long time. From the moment that I saw you on the ice when you were 18, I began to use you. You were the one that I measured all the others and let’s just say that nobody could come close to lacing your skates.”
Her leather skirt had risen up over her hips and her panties were wedged into the crack of her ass. His hot hands were now on her flesh and she was grinding against the hardened stick inside his pants. He wet sex was leaving a noticeable stain on his tight jeans. Her panties were soaked and she could literally feel her pussy crying out for immediate penetration.
“I like a girl that doesn’t need the man to always initiate first. You take my breath away and there hasn’t been a girl in my life that has been more than a one night love affair. I want to go on the record to tell you that I’m not looking for anything more than right now. If you are thinking that we can have some sort of relationship, then you may as well climb off of my lap and go back to the party.” He could feel her fingers running through his hair and then she knotted her hand around several locks and pulled his face into hers. Her tongue flicking at his lips had him joining her, until they were making out like they were the only two people in the world.
They separated long enough for her to tell him that all she wanted was one night. “I have no allusions of putting a ring on it. I know about your womanizing ways. If I didn’t want to be here, I wouldn’t be. This is my chance to live out one of my fantasies and I don’t think people get that chance very often. When it happens, you don’t just think about doing it. You grab it tightly like I’m doing with you and make sure that that opportunity is not wasted.” His fingers were lingering along the jersey. He pulled it free and then lifted it over her head to expose her very ripe melons.
“Damn…I love it when they are natural like you are. The fake ones don’t feel right and they certainly don’t look right. Yours is a marvel of nature at its best.” He was a little spellbound. His lips were dry and he reached for the bottle of champagne. He took a long drawn out swig. He didn’t even bother pouring it into a cup and then he got this delicious idea. He raised the bottle and poured it over her chest, hearing her gasp with the impact of the cold hitting her skin.
“I do like how your nasty mind works, Payton.” She squirmed in his lap, feeling the solid formation of his cock raising its ugly head. She was about to reach for said zipper, but he shocked her with adding the component of his heated mouth. Her nipple was awash with the champagne and now he was following it with the tip of his tongue. “I knew that you were going to be something else, but I didn’t think that I was going to be dealing with an uncaged animal.” The lips below were already waiting for him, but it was her mouth that was thirsty for the chance to taste him.
He easily lifted her diminutive frame, until she was standing with his hands holding onto her hot ass. He was moving in for a closer look. He peeled her panties off and let them hang by her ankles, until she stepped out of them and allowed him to lift them to his eager face. He inhaled her scent, smelled her sexual excitement and then stuck his tongue into the center to taste what was there.