Monroe, Marla - Hot and Bothered (Siren Publishing Classic) (5 page)

“Yeah.”

“I’m going to be sitting behind a desk next week I think,” he said.

“Which do you enjoy more? The desk or the truck?” she asked.

“Actually, I like them both. I just don’t like to do either one of them for very long at a time. I get bored easily.” He smiled at her.

“Am I boring you already?”

“Nope. I don’t think you could ever bore me.”

Another slow song started up, and he nodded toward the dancers. “How about another dance?”

Savanna smiled and slid out of the booth. This time, he made no pretenses of keeping his distance. He pulled her in close from the very start and rested both hands at the swell of her hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and played in his hair. They fit together, she decided. Maybe they would fit together in more ways than one.
Am I really considering having sex with a total stranger? Well, it is the second time you’ve met him.

Dustin kissed her temple and then the corner of her eye. She felt his breath against her skin and shivered. He pulled her closer, if that were possible. She felt every line of his body against hers. His warmth seeped into her skin, and his scent filled her lungs. She wanted him and knew without a doubt she would sleep with him, if he asked.

Chapter Three

They danced for nearly an hour, and Dustin was so damn turned on he wasn’t sure he could wait to get her home. He wanted her now. The feel of her breasts against his chest tightened his cock until he wasn’t sure he was going to be able to sit on the bike to get her home.

“You about ready to call it a night?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’ve had a great time, but it’s time for me to get home.” She smiled at him.

“Hold on to my hand so I don’t lose you on the way to the door.” Dustin took her hand, and they braved the crowd.

Her hand in his felt good—warm and soft. They made it to the door without getting separated. Once they were outside, he pulled her in close to keep her warm. She felt good next to him, sharing his warmth. It was going to be a cold ride on the bike without his jacket, but as horny as he was, the cool air should help calm him down some.

He guided her toward his bike. When they got to it, he unlocked the saddlebags and pulled the jacket out of one side and the spare helmet out of the other. Dustin helped her into his jacket and zipped it up for her. Then he handed her the helmet. He watched her wind her hair up and slip the helmet on over the thick knot. He had to draw in a deep breath at the thought of all that hair against his skin.

“Okay, ready? Get on behind me then.” He mounted the bike and held it steady while she climbed on behind him. “Hold on tight.”

She wasn’t shy and wrapped her arms around him, leaning against his back. If it weren’t for the jacket, he would have been able to feel her breasts.
Stop it, Dustin. You just think you’re getting laid. You don’t know jack yet.

He pulled out of the parking lot of the business next door to the club and stopped at the red light. “Want to tell me how to get to your place?” he asked over his shoulder.

“Oh, sorry.” She gave him directions.

He nodded, and they took off when the light turned green. Less than fifteen minutes later, he pulled up outside her apartment. It wasn’t in a bad part of town, but it wasn’t the most upscale either. Each building held four apartments, two on each side. Hers was on the bottom floor. He helped her take off the helmet and stowed it back in the saddlebag.

“Would you like to come in for some coffee? You have to be freezing. I know you would have put on the jacket if it wasn’t for me,” she said.

“Yeah, that would be good. Coffee is good.”

Savanna nodded then walked up to her apartment and unlocked the door. Inside, it was nice and warm. The living room had a couch and two armchairs all done in warm earth tones. A TV sat in a small oak cabinet, and a stereo system filled the rest of the space in the cabinet.

“Make yourself at home while I start the coffee.” She disappeared around the corner.

“Nice place. Looks comfortable.”

“Thanks, I like it. I want to own a house one day, but until then, this place is perfect,” she called from the other room.

Dustin followed her voice and found her pouring water into the coffeemaker. When she replaced the carafe in the coffeepot, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and nudged her hair aside to reach her ear. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and nipped at it with his teeth. She shivered in his arms. He placed openmouthed kisses down her neck and then bit lightly at her shoulder before switching sides. She moaned, and he knew she was ready for more. He rubbed his hard cock along the crack of her ass as his hands found her breasts. He squeezed them, getting the feel of them, their size and weight. Then he pinched her nipples until she pushed her ass back against his cock. Damn, she was hot.

He brushed aside her hair on one side and nipped and licked his way from her ear around to her jaw and then down her neck. She moaned and arched against him. He ran one hand down inside her blouse and inside the cup of her bra. Her nipple was stiff with pleasure, just waiting for his mouth to play with it. He wanted to play.

“Bedroom.”

“Down the hall to the left.”

He turned her around to face him then bent over and kissed her hard and quick. While she was recovering from the kiss, he bent down and picked her up over his shoulder. Her ass was in the perfect place for him to swat as he walked down the hall and turned left into her bedroom.

It wasn’t a frilly, girly room. Instead, it was done in different shades of green. Warm wooden floors were complimented by a gentle swath of drapes over the windows and a forest green comforter on the king-size bed. The walls were painted a soft pastel color. He walked across the room and dropped her on the bed where she bounced once before laughing.

“I’ve never been thrown on a bed before,” she said.

“I can do it again if you like.”

“No! No need. Once was plenty.”

Dustin smiled and pulled her to a sitting position. “I think the blouse has to go. It’s in my way.”

First one button, then two, and then the rest were unfastened. He slid the blouse off first one shoulder and then the other. Then he draped it over the foot of the bed. He bent down and kissed her neck and down to where her nipples poked at the bra. He nipped each one through the cloth. Her moan spurred him on. He sucked each one through the material until she grabbed his hair and pulled him tighter against her.

“Whoa, let’s get this thing off, too.” He reached around and unfastened the bra with little effort. Then he slipped it off her shoulder and dropped it on top of the blouse at the end of the bed.

Her breasts were beautiful. They were a little more than a handful and firm in his hands. The nipples were a dusky rose color and hard as pebbles. He ran his tongue over first one, then the other until she writhed beneath him. He nipped and sucked until she begged.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Do something. Anything,” she gasped.

Dustin smiled and mounded her breasts as he placed soft kisses down her chest, between her breasts, and to her abdomen. Her skin tasted of salt. He plucked at her nipples until they stood straight up and then sucked them into his mouth. She hollered out loud. While he held one breast up for his mouth to suck and nip at, his other hand made quick work of the snap and zipper of her jeans. As soon as they were unfastened, he slid his hand inside them and found her mound newly waxed. It was his turn to groan now. He loved a waxed pussy.

His hand cupped the smooth flesh. He ran one finger between her folds and found her dripping wet. When he pulled it out of her pants, her scent reached his nose. Dustin licked his finger and groaned at the taste of her, sweet and salty, his favorite flavors. He let go of her breast and stood between her legs. Grasping the waistband of her jeans, he slowly pulled them down her legs after stopping to remove her shoes. Dustin smiled up at her from where he crouched on the floor. Her lace panties were baby blue just as her bra had been. They mimicked the color of her eyes almost perfectly.

He ran a finger around the waistband of the lacey undergarment then he grasped it and yanked them down her legs until it hung off of one foot. He ignored it and gazed at her shaved mound. Her juices glistened on the smooth lips. He could smell the nectar and couldn’t wait to taste her.

“Put your hands over your head, and don’t let them down for any reason.” Dustin watched as she complied.

He knelt on the floor and spread her legs wide with his hands and then his shoulders. His first touch was a feather-soft kiss on the fleshy mound. His second touch was with his tongue. He drew it from bottom to top, eliciting a squeal from Savanna. He smiled and did it again until she alternated between squirming away from him and pushing her pussy into his face. He spread her lips with one hand and wrapped his arm around one leg until that hand could hold her lips wide for his assault. He slicked and sucked until she screamed for mercy. He gave none.

When the first tremors of her orgasm began to build, Dustin sucked her clit between his teeth and teased it with his tongue at the same time he impaled her with two fingers. She screamed and bucked against him as she came. He lapped up every drop of juice and eased her down until the last ripples were gone.

“Oh, God!” She wheezed. “That was incredible.”

“I’ve just started. Don’t give out on me yet.” He laughed when she rolled her eyes.

“My turn then.”

* * * *

Dustin smiled and stood up. Savanna sat up and pulled him closer to her by using her legs wrapped around his. He didn’t resist at all. She unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. Then she stood so she could lick across his chest. She circled first one nipple, and then the other, with her tongue. She teased each of them with the tip of her tongue until they stood at attention. Then she nipped at them. He moaned and started to push her away, but she only slapped at his hands and glared at him.

“Keep your hands still.” Savanna licked her way down his happy trail until she met the waistband of his jeans.

Now she licked around the top. Instead of unzipping them, she ran her nails up and down the outline of his thick cock. He bucked against her, and she laughed. First the button and then the zipper. Once she had the jeans undone, she pushed him to sit back and then lie back on the bed. His legs hung off the side of the bed. She pushed the jeans down his legs but had to stop at his boots. They had to come off first.

“Damn.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Boots. Hold on.” She grabbed one by the heel and pulled. When it came off, she ended up on her ass in the middle of the floor.

Dustin laughed but sobered up when she scowled at him.

She managed to get the other boot off without disgracing herself this time. Next came the jeans. He wore black briefs. His engorged cock head peeked out of the leg just asking to be licked. She bent over and ran her tongue over the head, and it jerked further out of the briefs. Savanna scraped over his balls with her nails. She felt them draw up as she did. This was going to be so much fun. She drew the briefs down his legs and left them around his ankles.

“I’m going to suck you until you can’t hold back.” She watched the way his eyes darkened and his lids lowered.

She fit between his legs and grasped him at the base of his thick cock. She licked just the crown and then around the edges. When she let her tongue glide along the slit, he groaned and bucked. She smiled and licked around the edge of the mushroom head. When he settled down after that, she swallowed him all the way down until he hit the back of her throat. She couldn’t take any more, but she swallowed, and the contractions of her throat had him jerking. She had to pull back to keep from gagging.