Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 76696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
I sighed quietly. “God damn sexy, fucking hot...”
She smiled, satisfied, and grabbed my arm, sliding her high-heeled foot between my legs and rubbing it along my inner thigh. “How about a dance?” She hopped off the stool and pulled me toward the dance floor. I resisted her tugging and she pouted. “You won't regret it.” Then she licked her lips in a way that almost made me moan. I knew this was a game for her. She had acting skills deserving of an Oscar. You would never believe she was the same woman who attended luncheons at my father’s company in custom-made business suits.
I didn't resist any longer, knowing that this would only make her more insistent. I moved my body in rhythm to the hammering beat and ran my hands over Brittany's hips while she grinded herself against me, her butt causing delicious friction against my groin.
She knew what she was doing of course. She'd done it with God-knows how many guys and with me more times than I cared to count. Despite my previous annoyance, I grew hard and let out a low growl. Brittany reached behind herself and cupped my cock through my pants, squeezing lightly while we kept rocking to the music. Her touch was a promise of what was to come. I nuzzled my face against her neck and sucked her skin into my mouth. She let out a low moan and ground herself even more insistently against me.
“Fuck,” I growled into her ear.
“Just what I've been thinking,” She grinned wickedly at me and led me across the dance floor toward the back door of the club. For once it wasn’t raining, not that I'd have cared if it had. The small back alley was deserted. Just what we needed.
She pushed me hard against the wall and I rested against it, glad that it was keeping me steady. All my blood had gathered in a certain part of my body, so I was glad for something to lean on. She smiled seductively and sank down on her knees in front of me. I had to give it to her: she didn’t mind getting dirty. Brittany licked her lips again and reached for my jeans. I stared up at the night sky.
Unbidden thoughts of Amber penetrated my mind. Where did they come from? This wasn’t the moment to think about her. Her beautiful, shy smile made Brittany's sexy smile appear so horribly cheap. I felt almost guilty for wanting to fuck Brittany.
Damn it. But I really really wanted to fuck Britt.
Brittany pulled my zipper down and released my cock from its prison. I wanted to protest, but then Brittany's hot mouth closed around the tip of my cock and every sane thought left my mind. I groaned and leaned my head against the hard brick wall. I grabbed the back of Brittany's head to keep her in place, though she seemed comfortable enough. Hell, that woman knew what she was doing. Her tongue swirled around my tip, then she sucked me into her mouth as deep as it would go, and she was the only woman who’d ever managed to take all of my cock into her mouth. One day I had to ask where she’d learned to deep throat. I started thrusting and she hummed against my cock, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through me. She gripped my butt as I fucked her mouth. The sounds she made as she sucked me drove me fucking insane with arousal. Fuck, she was good. With a groan, I came into her mouth.
“Fuck.” I exhaled. She rose to her feet and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before she smiled at me triumphantly. “I told you, you wouldn't regret it. I keep my promises.”
She leaned into my body and kissed me hard. I could taste myself on her lips. I snarled into her mouth, gripping her ass and squeezing it hard. My hands on her ass, I lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding herself against my groin. I turned us around and pressed her up against the wall, pushing my hips against her. Being with Brittany made me forget my problems. Everything was simple and uncomplicated with her. This was simply hot, raw sex, nothing else.
No promises, no regrets.
Just a meaningless fling.
***
I set her down and disposed of the condom before putting my jeans back on. Brittany leaned against the wall, looking fucking pleased with herself.
She kissed my cheek. “Let's continue at your place.”
I frowned. I'd taken her home a few times before but Brian couldn't stand the sight of her, so those sleepovers were few and far between. And now with Amber being the new roommate, it was completely out of the question.
“That won't work,” I said.
Her blue eyes narrowed and her lips thinned. I knew what that meant: temper tantrum.
“Why?” she demanded.
I straightened and slid my hands into my pockets. “Because Brian's sister has moved in with us.”
“So what? Is she such a prude that she can't listen to us having a bit of fun?”
I didn't like how she talked about Amber. “Stop it,” I said tightly but my reaction made it only worse.
“What is it? Are you screwing her, too? Is she a good fuck? Better than me?”
I took a step toward her, scowling. Her eyes widened in shock. “Don’t talk about her like that.”
“Fuck you!” she spat. “You can find someone else to suck your dick!” She stomped toward the door, disappearing in the building.
I ran a hand through my hair and closed my eyes. As pleasurable as sex was with Brittany, I wasn’t sure if that was enough to put up with her personality. The door opened again and I expected Brittany to return but it was only Kevin.
He grinned at me. “Brittany just stalked past me. She looked royally pissed.” That fact obviously caused him great pleasure.
When I didn't say anything he continued, “What happened? Didn't you live up to her expectations?”