Levi
I don't recognize the man I've become. Kendall shouldn't have this much power over me, but seeing her kiss London was too much for me to handle. While every other guy in this club probably loved watching two hot women make out, my stomach turned in agony. She is mine. No one, not even a woman as hot as London, can have her.
"You want me?" she asks desperately. Her eyes expressing all of the emotions surrounding those three words. I've made her doubt me. I've made her doubt herself. The confident woman I've gotten to know this past year is standing before me vulnerable and unsure. It's time I take a page from her book and put it all out there. I'm done talking. We've talked enough. I'm going to show her just how much I want her.
We're inches apart and I close the gap. My lips press against hers in a possessive kiss. The moment our lips touch my body relaxes. The torture I've been putting myself through since our last kiss is gone and I want everyone in this damn club to know she's fucking off-limits. She's mine.
She kisses me back and it's electric. Her swollen lips tremble against mine. She tastes so sweet and I want to savor it, but I also taste hints of watermelon and I know the flavor is one that doesn't belong to Kendall. Jealousy creeps back inside and I'm angry London got to taste her tonight before I did. I bite down on Kendall's bottom lip and she whimpers against my mouth, causing my dick to harden to the point of pain. My dick wants the release I've been denying him for five long years. He doesn't care that she was kissing a woman just moments ago. Neither should I. I deserved it and what I need now is to be the one she ends the night with.
I need to be inside her.
My hand that's resting at the small of her back moves to the curve of her ass. I squeeze a cheek before trailing my hand lower, down the back of her smooth thigh and to the hem of her short black dress. I slip my hand underneath the material and trail my fingers up her inner thigh and she sighs out in pleasure. I inhale her sigh, wanting to consume every part of her including each breath. My other hand moves to the back of her head and I grab on to her hair as my tongue parts her lips. Her tongue meets mine and I relish the way she forfeits control, allowing me to be in charge of the kiss.
My fingers meet her thong and I push past it, trailing the tip of my thumb along her wet slit. Her body moves against mine, demanding more. I want to give her more. I want to give her everything, but I'm also aware that we're in the middle of the club surrounded by dozens of people we work with. We need privacy.
I move my lips against hers one more time before pulling away. Our eyes meet and I know I should say something, but I can't stop staring at how beautiful she looks. Her lips are swollen; her eyes wild and dilated, and her normally straight black hair is untamed. Her black mascara is smeared around her eyes, yet she's the most stunning woman in the room.
Pulling her back against my hard body I whisper against her lips, "Come with me."
She holds my hand and we move through the crowd of people. I catch a few of our coworkers' eyes on us but who gives a fuck. Let them gossip about us.
I don't know where I'm headed to I just know I need to get Kendall alone, away from any wandering eyes. With each step I grow a little more impatient. My balls ache and I can't stop wondering what Kendall's pussy tastes like.
The ladies' bathroom is the first thing I see so I hurry through the door, knowing this is the perfect place for privacy. The stalls are empty and there are two women washing their hands at the sink. The good employee in me knows I should wait, but I've lost all control. In a moment of weakness I use the title of my job for the wrong reason and I don't even regret it. "Security. Everyone needs to get the fuck out."
"We'll just be a minute," the younger woman says as she pulls lipstick out of her handbag. I let go of Kendall's hand and walk over to the woman, grabbing the lipstick out of her grip and shoving it back in her bag. "I told you to get the fuck out. There's another ladies' bathroom on the other side of the club or you can use the men's room. As of now this bathroom is out of order."
The women grab their shit and run out. A different woman tries to enter at the same time, but I close the door on her and lock it from the inside.
"You can be one scary dude when you want to be."
"Did I scare you?" I ask her with intensity.
She presses her tits against my chest and slides her hands under my shirt. "No. You turn me on."
Fuck, this girl is everything.
We both move at the same time and my lips crash down on hers. Her palms move from my chest around to my back and her touch is everything I've been missing. I grab her ass and pick her up as I walk us toward the sink.
This is going to be wild and fast.
She wraps her long, perfect legs around my hips and then my fingers move to the hem of her dress, pushing it up around her waist. I set her down on the edge of the sink and break our kiss. As great as her lips taste, I need to taste every inch of her body. My mouth moves to her neck as I grip her hips and grind against her center, giving her a preview of what's to come. My hands move to the string of her thong and I rip it off, leaving her pussy bare.
She moans each time I touch her.
She sighs each time I push against her.
My hands grip her thighs and I push her legs farther apart. Kendall leans back against the mirror and I fall to my knees, wrapping my arms around her bottom and pulling her to my mouth. I bury my face in her warm center and my eyes practically roll to the back of my head at her delicious scent.
It's been so long since I tasted a woman.
As I part her lips with my tongue I savor her sweet juices. She's so wet and I'm torn because I want to stay buried in her cunt but I also need to dive into her warmth. I need my dick coated in her desire.
The tip of my tongue meets her clit, causing her thighs to tremble as she holds on to my bald head. I trace circles with my tongue over her swollen pearl, encouraged by her soft moans and pleasurable whimpers. Her legs fall over my shoulders and her heels dig into my back as she begins to grind against my mouth. The pain in my back lets up as her high heels fall to the floor. She continues riding my face and her enthusiasm is going to make me blow my load sooner than I want to.
"Make me come. Please, Levi, make me come," she begs.
Her eyes are closed and her head falls back against the mirror. She's in the throes of passion and I want to feel her finish on my face. My tongue continues to pleasure her as I start to stand up. My free hand slides up her inner thigh, wanting to play with her pussy, too. I tease her center and begin fucking her with my fingers, rubbing against her just where she needs me.
"Oh, yes..." she sighs out, her voice reaching a high octave I've never heard before. "There. Right there. Don't stop. Don't stop..."
And then she comes.
Fuck, does she come. Her pussy squeezes my finger as she rides out her orgasm and I need to taste her. I need to taste what I was able to give her. My mouth moves from her clit and I suck her juices off my fingers, but it's not enough. I need more. I nuzzle her thigh and then bury my face in her cunt as I eat her out some more. My tongue licks her pink, swollen center and I'll never get enough of her flavor. I'm a thirsty man. A man who was out in the desert for five long years and now that he's had a sip of water, he's craving the whole fucking bottle.