Page 17 of Double Booked

I laughed and tipped my imaginary hat at her. “Welcome to Oakville,” I said, thickening my southern drawl.

I pushed the door open and the scrabble of claws on wood floors intensified as Maggie and Rex rushed the newcomer. Riley dropped to her knees, laughing as Maggie showered her with kisses, her tail moving so fast it was almost a blur as she almost knocked Riley over. Rex was more reserved in his affections but he still wagged his tail and nudged his way in between Maggie and Riley for his own pets. “Aren’t you the handsomest boy,” Riley cooed as she scratched Rex under his chin and I swear my dog melted. “And the prettiest girl,” she laughed as Maggie licked her chin.

“Alright you two, let her up and inside. She can pet you in there.”

The dogs reluctantly moved off of her but stayed glued to her side as she walked into the house. To the right, a large living room backed into a kitchen and dining area. I placed her suitcase next to the entry way table and placed a hand on her back as I guided her into the house. “It’s very bachelor-style,” I admitted as I tried to see it from her eyes. I had kept the exposed wooden beams in the ceiling and the walls were painted a dark green that made it feel comfy and cozy. The kitchen table matched the beams and was a sturdy piece of furniture my grandfather had made with his father. The kitchen had a small island in it and the cabinets were a bright cherry wood with black countertops.

“It’s very cozy,” Riley said, turning in a slow circle, her intelligent blue eyes taking in every detail. “That couch looks so comfy.”

The couch was definitely made for lounging with deep seats and cushions that you could bury yourself in. The large flatscreen TV was mounted to the wall and a variety of gaming equipment sat on the low table underneath it.

I turned back to Riley to find her staring at me, heat evident in her blue eyes.

“Do you want anything to drink?” I asked, both trying to be a good host and wanting to tease her a little bit.

“No,” She said, walking over to me and looping her hands around my neck. “I’m in the mood for something else.”

I pulled her close until every inch of her curvy body was pressed against mine. She arched up on her toes and pressed her lips to mine. I groaned, sweeping my tongue along the seam of her lips instantly, wanting more. She tasted like the old fashioned she had been sipping at the bar. She dragged her teeth over my lower lip lightly and I snapped.

I picked her up, wrapping her legs around me so I could press her into the wall. She moaned as my cock connected with her core and she started to grind against me. I smirked against her lips. She was just as needy for me as I was for her. Pinning my hips to hers, I snaked one hand under her sweater and yanked it up off her head. She was wearing a lacy black bra and I groaned, burying my head in her cleavage. I pulled the cups off with my teeth and she gasped as I nipped the sensitive skin there before laving it with my tongue. She arched her back, pressing herself against me in a silent demand for attention. I kissed and licked her breasts, alternating one nipple then the other, drinking in the delicious gasps and moans that fell out of her mouth. I could feel the heat of her pussy pressing against my cock and I groaned as my cock throbbed in my pants. Lifting her off the wall, I reclaimed her lips with my hand as I walked her over to the next available flat surface.

As I set her down, she broke the kiss. “I thought you promised me a bed.” Her eyes were twinkling as she lifted her head off the kitchen table.

“It’s too far away,” I growled, yanking her pants off. “Besides, I need some dessert first.”

Her laughter was cut off by a loud moan as I ran my fingers through the wet folds of her pussy. She bucked her hips as I circled her clit, avoiding any kind of pressure on the sensitive nerve endings there. Unable to tease her or myself any longer, I lowered my head and buried my face in her folds. She gasped and writhed on the table as I worked her towards an orgasm, soaking up her taste and every sweet sound that fell from her lips. Finally paying attention to her neglected clit, I licked over it a few times before closing my mouth around it and sucking. She screamed my name as I pushed her over the edge of orgasm. As she shuddered and gasped, I kissed my way up her body before taking her lips again. She groaned and chased the taste of herself on my tongue as I ground my denim-clad cock against her.

“Bed. Now.” She gasped out. “I need you inside of me.”

I huffed out a laugh but slid my arms around her, lifting her from the table and carrying her down the hallway. “I can walk,” she protested in my arms and I lifted her higher.

“I like carrying you,” I said softly, looking into her eyes. “I can’t believe you’re here,” I admitted.

Her eyes softened and she relaxed into my hold. “I’m here,” she pressed a sweet kiss against my lips. Reaching my bedroom, I uttered a quick command to send the dogs out of the room before I laid Riley on the bed. Something in my stomach clenched at the sight of her sprawled out on my navy blue sheets. She bent her knee, opening up for me as her hand snaked down to her clit, circling it slowly.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” I said, reaching into my nightstand and snagging a condom from the box I kept in there. I rolled it on, and her eyes dropped to my cock. I gave it a few more strokes for her viewing pleasure before tugging at her ankle to drag her closer to me. I covered her body with my own and ran the head of my cock up and down her slit, pressing it against her clit gently to drive her crazy. Her eyes went glassy and she arched her hips to me, begging for me to stop my teasing.

“Colton–” Her words were cut off when I slid into her with one deep stroke. Her mouth fell open on a silent cry.

I drew back and pushed forward again, memorizing every muscle twitch, facial expression, and sound that she made as I continued thrusting. While our time at the island had been magical, having her here in my home, on my bed was surreal. I lowered my lips to her neck, searching for the sensitive area I knew would have her gasping. When I found it, her walls fluttered around me and I groaned. Pressing suckling kisses to the spot, I drew the skin there into my mouth and sucked down hard. She cried out, clenching around me and her fingers dug into my back.

I slowed my thrusts, pressing deeper with each stroke and she moaned, her hips bucking under me. “How are you doing, baby girl?” I teased, taking in her flushed face and the curls that were strewn across my pillow.

“I’m–” Another stroke that bottomed out. “Colton, please.”

“Please what?” I teased, running my hand across her chest, thumb circling her nipple.

“You know what.” She gasped and I grinned.

“I really don’t.” I teased her more by slowing down. She groaned and tried to buck her hips but I was ready for her.

“Please, make me come,” she cried out, blue eyes wild. “Please–”

I cut her off by driving into her in a quick deep thrust. I kept up the faster pace, enjoying the moans that came out of her mouth and the way her fingers scrambled against my shoulder and then the bed sheets as she scrambled to find a hold anywhere. I leaned back slightly, changing my angle and she cried out as I rubbed against her g-spot with every stroke. I felt my own orgasm building and I reached a hand between our bodies, finding her clit and circling it mercilessly. She screamed my name, shattering around me and I groaned as her walls clenched around me. I thrust three more times before finishing inside her. I leaned forward, covering her body with mine as we caught our breath. I moved to pull out of her but she pulled my shoulders close.

“Just give me a moment,” she breathed shakily and I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Pressing her forehead into my shoulder, she caught her breath and after a few minutes nodded. I pulled out and rolled onto my side, dropping the condom in the trash can by my nightstand before I gathered her into my arms. She snuggled close, throwing one leg over my hips so she could press even closer to my chest.

“I forgot that it was like that,” she admitted softly and I squeezed her softly.

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