Page 65 of For Butter or Worse
“Yes, and I left an extra-large tip.” Leo took another sip and so did she, which he counted as a victory. His hand reached to touch her arm, but he stopped himself. The last thing he wanted was to scare her away completely. So he decided to treat this the way she wanted it, as business. “So what’s the plan?”
“Tom is sending a car. You’ll walk me out. We’ll...kiss,” she said hesitantly. “It’ll be another twenty minutes before the car is here,” she said, a little too quickly. “Any ideas of how we can fill the time?” She lowered her lips to the straw in her smoothie, keeping her eyes locked on him as she sucked on the straw. Then her gaze flicked to his dick, which was...alert.
Holy sex eyes.Nina wasn’t just flirting with him, she was laying it on thick as syrup.
“Are you...?” He hadn’t had enough coffee to finish that sentence.
Nina put down her smoothie. “Am I...?” She took the few short steps to him to close the distance between them. She put her hands on his shoulders, and walked him backward to the leather chair in his living room. She sat him down and stood over him. “Are you okay if I touch you?”
Her fingertips left his shoulders and trailed their way down his arms, over his forearms and down toward the sweatpants he’d tugged on. She hovered above his cock, and looked at him for confirmation. His lips opened, then closed. He had to make sure she wanted this just as much as he did.
“I’m okay, if you are?”
She nodded. She took her hands and tugged down his pants, and he moved slightly to help. She pulled at the corners of his boxers, and he used his thumbs to help slide them off. His cock popped out at full attention and just the right height for her mouth, which opened slightly as she looked at him.
She ran her nails up and through the hair on his thighs, guiding her hands toward his waiting dick. When she reached him, she started with one hand gently running over the tip, then down his shaft. He sucked in a breath as she tightened her grip around him. When her hand reached the base of him, she opened her mouth and her tongue flicked his head, over and over, while she slowly worked his shaft with her hand.
Then she ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft, licking him in one smooth motion. When she trailed her tongue back up, she stopped at his tip and popped it into her mouth, sucking him into her with tight pressure. His hands went for her hair, gripping her as she brought her mouth down the length of him, sucking firmly as she went up and down his cock.
He needed her. He needed more of her. He reached down and brought her up, releasing her mouth’s hold on his dick.
“We’re going in the bedroom,” he said. “I need to taste you.”
He kissed her mouth, tasting her and himself, as they slowly made their way to the bed.
Her dress was tight, but he smoothly lifted the dress up her thighs and around her hips until he could see her panties. He pulled them down, and she was wet and hot for him. He moved onto the bed, lying on his back, then motioned for her to join. As she crawled toward him, he said, “Turn around. I want you to come in my mouth.”
“Are we about to...sixty-nine?” Nina asked.
He hesitated before replying, “Like it’s twenty sixty-nine.”
She laughed, then positioned herself over him, the wisps of her hair teasing him. Before he could taste her, he felt her mouth meet his cock again. His hips arched up to her, and she took in the full length of him until he was buried deep in her mouth.
“That’s so fucking good,” he said. But he didn’t linger long; he had to taste her. He reached his hands up to grab her ass, and he gently pressed her down until her pussy was directly over his mouth. His tongue reached for her clit, and he drew her bud in. He nibbled at the tip of her and felt her buck against him. He could tell she liked the pressure, so he took her in again and again. Rolling his tongue over and around her clit in playful circles while sucking her into his mouth.
Her hips began to rock as she bobbed her mouth up and down his cock and rode his mouth with her pussy. He squeezed her ass as he focused on her clit, not releasing her or letting up on the pressure he could tell she was responding to.
“Leo, I’m so close,” she said. Then returned her mouth to his cock. He squeezed her ass harder and sucked her into his mouth again. He rolled his tongue as he sucked more on her clit. She stilled over him, and her legs tightened. “Fuck, oh fuck,” she choked out. He held her still so he could continue to pleasure her as she moaned and finished on him.
With his free hand, he reached down and rubbed the shaft of his throbbing cock. As he felt her come, he tightened as well. He pointed his cock away, letting his load come on the top of his sheets.
They stayed like that, the only sound their heavy breathing. Until Nina’s phone pinged. She reached for it, then said, “Car’s here.” In one swift move she swung her leg around him and was off the bed. He sat up on his elbow and watched her wipe herself with a Kleenex, pull her panties back on and smooth out her dress.
“Tom said I need to channel Julia Roberts post-makeover inPretty Woman, versus the hooker that I clearly am—his words, not mine.” She smoothed her dress, ran a hand through her hair and shifted from one heeled foot to the other. “How do I look?”
Like the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
“Perfect. I credit the smoothie.” His brain wouldn’t allow him to say anything genuine to her, because if he did, he was sure he’d be rejected. She’d looked incredible last night. But he wanted to tell her that she looked even more beautiful now—hair still a little mussed from the bed, her lips their natural flushed hue rather than bright pink.
“Let me add one more thing,” he said.
He got out of bed and pulled on his sweats, along with a T-shirt. She had little goose bumps trailing up her arms. At this time of morning, it would be quite chilly outside. His jacket from last night was hanging in the closet. He grabbed it and wrapped it around her shoulders. His fingertips skimmed her bare shoulders and he saw her shiver slightly at his touch. Maybe she’d sensed the little jolt he had, too...
“Thanks,” she said quickly. “Shall we?” She held out her hand, and he took it. He drew closer as they walked out the front door to the waiting car. His thumb rubbed the top of her hand, and she didn’t stop him.
“Do you want to talk about any of what happened?” he asked, hedging.
She bit her lip and shook her head. “We’ll just keep it casual, right?” she asked.
