Chapter Three
Greta and I have been drinking for the last few hours. I don’t know what kind of magic this stunning woman has, but she has me laughing, talking, and fuck, even flirting. Although, it may have to do with the fact she’s had her hand on my chest the last half hour.
“How long are you in town for?” she asks, moving her hand down lower.
“I’m leaving tomorrow, you?” We are both just passing through, that’s the most we decided to share. Not that I would have shared anything with her, I’m here to forget, not talk about it. She seems to want to forget too, and that shit works for me. My hands are so high up on her thighs, the way my thumbs are rubbing her I could touch her pussy at anytime.
“Day after tomorrow.”
My cock gets hard thinking about my thumb brushing against her wet pussy. A smile makes it’s way to my face and I lean closer. “Hey Greta, you want to come up to my room for a while?”
Alright, my game may be off, it’s been so damn long. Fuck, who am I kidding, I never had game, but in the moment, watching her bright green eyes search mine, I regret not having any. Greta, is exactly what I need to forget.
“I thought you’d never ask,” she replies.
Fuck. I flag down the bartender and pay for both of our drinks. Standing up, I help her off the high stool. She bites her lip, looking nervous and my pulse picks up. Without a thought, I lean forward and suck her bottom lip into my mouth. She lets out a soft groan as I lick her slit, seeking permission. Opening instantly, the second our tongues collide, I lose it.
Yanking her against me, I deepen the kiss as her arms wrap around my shoulders. One hand finds its way to her round ass, the other wraps in her long brown hair. Her soft moan spurs me on and my fingers sink into her ass, as I explore her mouth.
She breaks the kiss, breathing heavily as she searches my eyes. “Take me to your room...now.”
There are no words spoken as we cross the lobby to the elevator, as we travel the elevator up to my room, and even as I slide the card to unlock the door. There are no words spoken. We both know what this is, there is no need to say it out loud. We both want to forget.
I might have no game, but I sure as hell know how to fuck. When she lowers her purse by the door, I push her against it. Her hands go right into my hair, pulling lightly as I kiss my way down her neck. Pinning her arms above her head, I push my knee between her legs. I can feel the rapid pulse in her wrist and realize mine is beating just as fast.
I explore her mouth, until she starts rubbing her pussy on my leg. I pull away. Looking her up and down, I reach down pulling my shirt over my head. Her eyes widen as she takes in my muscular chest. Working out has always been a constant in my life, something that even with my perfect life, I found time for.
She swallows and pulls the sleeves of her dress down, letting it pool at her feet. Standing there with nothing on, but the thin material keeping her pussy hidden from my sight. Fuck, her tits can’t be real, because if they were I’ve just come face to face with perfection. My eyes slowly take in every inch of her, exposed and vunerable to me.
I quickly get out of my jeans and lift her into my arms, my hands digging into her ass. Placing her on the bed, she lays flat as I climb on top of her. Kissing her until she’s rocking her hips beneath me, I move down to those perfect tits. Kissing, sucking, biting. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, as she moans out how good it feels.
Licking a path to her panties, I hook my fingers around the thin material and pull it aside. “Fuck, you’re dripping.” I don’t wait for a reply, I lean forward and suck on her, having her sweet taste coat my tongue.
“Oh God,” she whispers, moving her hips slightly.
Keeping her panties pushed aside, I feast on her. Fucking her with my tongue, my only thought is how badly I want to make her come. To have my tongue covered in her essence as she screams my name. Like a man possessed, I lick, bite, and fuck her sensitive pussy, loving how she gets louder and louder.
“Fuck, I’m so close,” she shouts, trembling as her orgasm starts to grow.
“Don’t fight it, Greta. Let go, let me fucking taste you,” I say, peeking up at her.
I bite on her throbbing clit, before fucking her again. She’s close, so using my free hand, I rub her clit, and within seconds, she explodes. Hips lifting off the bed, while I continue to lick her clean. When she relaxes, I pull her panties off and retrieve the condom I have in my wallet. Stripping out of my boxers, I climb back on the bed.
She smiles and I kiss her, letting her taste herself. “So fucking good, but I’m not even close to being done with you,” I say, flipping her over. Pulling her hips up until she’s on her knees, I slap her ass, testing to see if she’s into it. Her hands grab onto the comforter, so I slap her again, and again, and again, until her ass is the perfect shade of pink.
Rolling the condom on, I wrap my fingers into her hair, turning her head to look at me. “Do you think you can handle this, handle me?” I’m taunting her with my words, and teasing her with my cock, rubbing it on her pussy.
“Fuck yes,” she moans.
Pulling her back further, I kiss her roughly. “That’s my girl.”
I slam into her, as I smack her ass. She lets out a scream, and I’m not sure if it’s pain or pleasure, but right now I don’t give a shit. Her pussy is tight, almost too tight. I pull all the way out, and grab her by the throat, pulling her back to my chest. Tightening my hold, I bite her ear. “Don’t fucking tell me you’re a virgin.”
She’s trying to shake her head, but my grip is too strong. “No,” she croaks out, straining to speak.
“This pussy hasn’t been touched in awhile, how long?”
I loosen my hold, allowing her to be able to speak. “Three years,” she admits.
Three years, holy fuck. It’s almost like she’s a virgin again. “It’s time to remember what you’ve been missing.”
I tighten my hold once again and slam back into her. Letting go, I push down on her upper body, keeping only her ass in the air. I pound into her, digging my fingers into her ass. Her tight pussy is gripping my cock so good with every thrust, I drop my head back for a moment, and enjoy how fucking good it feels.
Opening my eyes, I realize I need to get a hold of myself. If I don’t, I’ll be coming before she does, and that is something that I won’t fucking let happen. I slap her ass again and pull out, flipping her onto her back. Before she can even wrap her head around it, I’m fucking her hard and fast. Tossing her long legs over my shoulders, I pinch her hard nipples.
“Oh Brad,” she moans.
“You like it, Greta. My cock pounding into you, making you remember how fucking good it feels.”
“Fuck yes.”
She’s close, I can feel her pussy clamping around me. I rub her clit, and she lets out a loud moan. “Fuck, I feel how close you are. Come on me, Greta. Let me feel you.”
I don’t know how, but I pick up my speed, and pinch her clit. The second I do, she screams my name as her orgasm crashes around her. Watching her come undone is fucking unreal. She’s fucking gorgeous, with her mouth slightly open, hands on her tits, and the look of pure exhilaration on her face. I want it, I need it.
I roll us, so she is now on top looking down at me. She’s breathing heavily from her release, as my hands rub her thighs. “I made you come twice, my turn. Make me fucking come. Ride me, hard.”
She rocks her hips, slowly. It’s like a fucking tease, and I need more. Grabbing her ass, I help her find a rhythm. It doesn’t take long before she is fucking me just how I need it. Watching her above me, her hair falling around her face, her tits bouncing and her green eyes locked on mine, it’s like a fucking dream. She’s gorgeous, sexy as hell and damn, she knows how to ride my cock.
“Keep going, Greta. Make me come, make me forget,” I groan.
Her hands are on my calves and she thrusts her hips, making me feel it everywhere. Digging my fingers into her ass, I feel my release chasing me. I don’t fight it, I let this beautiful woman be my undoing.
“Fuck,” I moan.
“Brad, I’m going to come again,” she whispers, picking up her pace.
Rubbing her clit, her pussy squeezes me. “Fuck, Greta. Come with me,” I shout, locking onto her lust-filled eyes.
The second she comes on me, my releases follows. The pain, the anger, the hurt. It all pours out, as my release washes over me.
After we both recover, I pull her into my arms, and kiss her forehead. Her small arms, wrap around my waist, and she places a small kiss on my chest.
“This was, damn. I don’t even have the words,” she quietly whispers.
Tightening my hold, I grin. “Yeah, I know.”
I don’t even realize that we fall asleep, until I wake up at five in the morning. Getting out of bed, I toss on my clothes and wash up in the bathroom. Grabbing my bag, I sling it over my shoulder, and stand back to admire the beautiful woman tangled up in the blanket, naked on the bed.
Nodding my head, I turn and walk out with a grin on my face. I can breathe, it may be temporary, but Greta just made me forget.
Coming soon...