As Samantha slowly unzipped his jeans, she found his rigid cock as it fell from captivity and stood straight out, waiting for her to wrap her mouth around it. She knelt at his feet, and Raleigh let out a gasp of pure lust as he anxiously awaited the warmth and moistness of Sam’s mouth on his cock. The anticipation was already killing him with the first twinge of pleasure.
She licked the tip of his cock and moaned as she took his taste in. “Raleigh, you taste so good to me. You want me to give you more?” she questioned, looking up into his eyes. “Baby, you want me to take you all in?”
Raleigh’s hips were begging for her to engulf him, but Samantha held her ground, teasing. “Baby, do you want me to take your rock hard cock and shove it in my mouth?”
Raleigh attempted to hold Samantha’s head in place. “Oh no, you don’t! That’s cheating,” she commanded. Wiggling out of his grasp, she looked up at him sternly but with an evil grin that crept just out of the corner of her mouth.
She asked again. “Do you want me to suck your cock, Raleigh?”
“Yes, please. Please, baby, do it now. Please,” Raleigh begged. His body trembled as she wrapped her fingers around his swollen cock, moaning louder as she got closer. He could feel her breath as she inched closer to his tip. The anticipation was almost mind-numbing to him.
***
Samantha
Samantha smiled as she looked up at him, opened her mouth, and slid his cock inside, sucking as she moved up and down his shaft. Raleigh begged for more; Samantha quickened her movements as Raleigh’s moans became almost too much for the quiet hilltop area. If someone came outside for a smoke, they would be in for a real show. Raleigh continued to beg Samantha to go faster, but she knew he also wanted to hold out for the hotel. So she took her time with each passing movement, each moan from Raleigh made her wetter, and she wanted so much to push up her skirt and let Raleigh take her right then and there.
But she would follow his instructions and quit when he said stop. She could feel his cock as it thickened and filled and knew he was close but continued her barrage; the combination of sucking and licking was soon going to send him over the edge. She also knew that whenever he placed his hand on her head, it was a sign he was getting close. It had only been a few months, and she already knew him as she knew herself—at least sexually she did. So if he didn’t say something soon, she would stop when his hand touched her head.
When Raleigh’s hips began to move and his cock slid in and out of her mouth, he soon grabbed her hair in an attempt to steady himself. Samantha knew it was time. She brushed off his hand, looked up in his deep, glazed, hazel eyes and said, “Okay, baby, that’s all ya get till we get to the hotel.”
Raleigh’s eyes shot open, and his moan turned to a grunt. He was not ready for it to end but agreed he was getting too close to make the decision on his own. “I knew I could count on you, baby,” he said, smiling down at her. He reached his hand to her. “Here, baby, let me help you up.” Once she was back on her feet, he leaned in and kissed her. “Sammy, baby, you sure know how to make a man want you, and you sure know what I like. My head is still spinning, and my cock is ready to burst.”
“Well, I am ready whenever you are,” she said as she brushed the grass from her knees. “Just say the word, Raleigh, and I will be the first in the truck.”
“Oh, not yet, darlin’. I still wanna have a li’l fun with you. I got something for ya.”
“Oh really?” she replied.
“Oh yes. Why don’t you head in first and get sat down and I’ll be right in? Don’t cross your legs, though. I want those legs spread open. I wanna be able to access that sweet, wet hole of yours.”
“Oh really?” she questioned as she winked at him then turned toward the back door.
“Yeah, so be ready.”
“Oh, I will be. I was born ready. Oh, by the way, I have a little surprise down there, but here you will need this.” Samantha handed him a remote control fit perfectly hidden in his hand. “The numbers are speed, and the other button is to control the pulses. This, my dear, is a wireless remote vibrator that sits directly on my clit and just inside my hole. If you want finger play first, just move it over to the side. The difference between you and me, Mr. Fitzgerald, is I can come multiple times without the need to recover. So I challenge you to make me come in front of your buddies without me making a sound. If I can do it, then when we get back to the hotel you have to let me watch you masturbate outside on the balcony. If I make noise, you win and get to watch me masturbate on the balcony.”
“Oh, you are an evil woman. I love it. It’s a deal, little lady. I am so gonna win.”
“Possibly, but we’ll see,” she said as she gave him one last kiss then pulled open the door. “See ya in a few, Mr. Fitzgerald.” Sam laughed as she walked in. “I am so gonna win.”
***
Once inside, Samantha found their table and settled in. Raleigh’s buddies had scattered throughout the bar. She noticed a few playing pool, and Macalister and Bryant each had found their prey and were doing a rooster mating dance. As she sat scanning the room looking for Raleigh, she noticed the back door open. He stood standing against the wall, grinning. What is he up to? Then she felt the buzz between her legs, and she wiggled a bit. Raleigh stood watching her as she watched him; it felt like they were the only ones in the room. He stood leaning against the wall, holding one hand up and grinning from ear to ear. He held the remote in his hand and shook it to show her he was in charge, then he buzzed her again. Oh, he’s cheating, she thought as she tried to hide the pure pleasure he was giving her. Her face was hot, she could feel it, and she squirmed her hips trying to move the vibrator out of position with no luck.
***
Raleigh
Raleigh crossed his arms as he got comfortable in the back of the bar, watching Samantha as she squirmed to get free of his grasp. He had her right where he wanted her, and it made him extremely horny watching her. She finally resigned herself to the fact that he was in charge and he was going to control her his way. Samantha leaned back in the booth, opened her legs, and closed her eyes. The pulses came and went. He was enjoying himself as he would bring her close to orgasm then he would switch it off then back on. He was driving Samantha completely insane with pleasure. He knew she wanted to come so badly that she was tempted to just pull her dress up and masturbate right there.
***
Samantha
As she sat enjoying the moment, she heard a woman’s voice and felt a bump on the table. Her eyes shot open, and it was a woman—tall, blonde, and from what she could tell, very much pregnant. Sam didn’t recognize her, but the woman sat across the table screaming at her. At first, she couldn’t hear the woman’s words due to the volume of the music in the bar, but it was becoming abundantly clear she was not happy with Samantha at all.
“Who are you?” Samantha asked the young woman.
“What? He didn’t tell you about me? The mother of his child! Typical!” she screamed.
“Who are you talking about?” Samantha prodded.
“I am talking about your fuck buddy.”
“Who are you?” Sam asked, completely taken off guard as she scanned the room for Raleigh, who was already on his way over to the table.
“You don’t need to know who I am, just know this. I am watching you, and he is mine. He is the father of my baby, and I will get him back by any means necessary. Got it, bitch?” The mysterious blonde woman got up and ran out the front door.
Sam sat for a moment completely confused at what just happened, hoping Raleigh could shed some light on the whole situation.
Samantha watched Raleigh make his way through the crowd to their table. “Are you okay, Sam?” he asked as he slid into the seat next to her. “She didn’t hurt you, did she?” he asked. Raleigh looked her over as he continued asking if she was okay.
“I’m fine. She didn’t touch me,” Sam finally answered.
“Who the fuck was that?” Samantha asked just as the other men from Raleigh’s unit made their way to the table to check on her. Before Raleigh could answer, Macalister answered for him. “Why the fuck was Kristen here? Fucking crazy ass bitch!”
“Kristen? Who’s Kristen?” Samantha asked.
Raleigh paused for a moment, looked at his guys, and asked, “Can we have a minute?” The men all answered in a collective “Yeah,” then slowly walked away, eventually finding their way back to their women or the game they had been playing.
“Okay, first promise me you are okay,” Raleigh repeated as he turned toward Samantha and settled in.
“I’m fine, Raleigh. I promise. But you are really worrying me now.” A knot started to form in her throat, and she felt her eyes burning, almost welling up with tears.
“No tears, baby, no need for them, I promise,” he assured her, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “That woman is my ex-girlfriend, Kristen. We haven’t been together in months. I broke it off when I found out she was sleeping with every soldier in the rear detachment company.”
“But she said you were…” Sam choked back her tears and the fear in her voice. “…the father of her child.”
“Samantha, baby, I swear on my life I am not the father of her child.”
“How do you know, Raleigh?”
“Baby, I know because I haven’t been with her that way in over a year. Before I deployed was the last time. When rumors came over to Afghanistan that she was sleeping with everything that moved, it hurt me, but I didn’t have any proof. It wasn’t until I came home and found her with two guys in the middle of…well, you know…It was then that I kicked her out of the apartment we shared, and I haven’t heard from her since. I just assumed she went back home to Washington state. It wasn’t until earlier tonight that I found out she was even in Fayetteville. I was planning on telling you about this whole thing later when we had a chance to be alone, definitely not here in the middle of an old hole-in-the-wall bar. Can we go back to the hotel and finish this conversation, Sammie?”
Samantha sat for a moment and let it all sink in, her mind wandered, and she wondered if he still had feelings for his ex-girlfriend that he just buried deep. Maybe she was just a distraction for him, a sort of a rebound romp and nothing more. Just because he said he loves me doesn’t mean he’s in love with me. She finally answered him, “Yeah, let’s go back to the hotel. I at least want to be prepared if she shows up again.”
“This is not exactly what I had in mind for the evening.” Raleigh slid out of the seat and reached his hand toward Samantha to help her out, then placed his hand in the curve of her back and lead her out of the bar, stopping as they passed each of the men saying their goodbyes.
Samantha followed Raleigh as they walked out the door of the small hilltop bar. She knew exactly what he meant when he said this was not exactly what he had in mind for the evening; it sure wasn’t her idea of a good time either. She, of course, had often thought about Raleigh’s past, but they were still fairly new in each other lives. She didn’t expect to find out everything in just a few months’ time, but it did feel like they had known each other a lot longer. In true Raleigh fashion, he made sure he was at the passenger door awaiting her arrival, door in his hand and the other held out waiting to help her into the passenger seat.
“You are quite the southern gentleman, Mr. Fitzgerald. I wonder if that southern gentleman can go a little crazy tonight in the bedroom?” she said just as he reached up her skirt, running his hands up her thigh and between her wet folds.
“Yep, she’s still ready, and I still got the remote. Want me to take your mind off things while we drive back to the hotel?” Just as the words left his lips, he sent a wave of pulses that shot right to her nub, and she jerked into the seat. “Now just sit there, darlin’, while I play around a bit,” he said with a smile that stretched from ear to ear, shutting the door as he walked around to the driver’s side. Sliding in behind the wheel with the remote in his hand, he looked at Samantha, a smile painted on his face and his eyes devilishly defiant as he held his right hand in the air and pushed the button again. Samantha jumped as the pulses sent waves of pure bliss throughout her body.
Looking over at Raleigh, her eyes sparkled and glazed with need. The bar was not the place she could be loud; inside, she had to stifle her pleasure, but once in the truck, she could scream as much as she wanted. Once she knew she was safe with him, she finally relaxed enough to let out a loud, uncontrollable moan. The pleasure he was giving her at that very moment was almost more than she could stand, and she begged him for release. Raleigh took in every cry of pleasure and grinned like a barnyard rooster.