Page 30 of Holiday Friend Zones
“Chase,” she moans, body shifting beneath me.
I drag my tongue through her wet folds, tasting the tequila and her wetness.Her boots dig into my back, urging me on.
“Fuck, Ry.Fucking delicious.”
“Don’t stop.”
“I have no plans.”
I dip my tongue inside of her.The bite of the tequila with her taste fuels me.I push her legs apart and attack her pussy.Every moan and gasp keeps me going.Her boots bite into my back and I fucking love it.
I love feeling how I’m driving her crazy.
“Chase.Oh my God.I’m so close.”
“That’s it.Come on my tongue for me, Honey.”
“Make me, Cowboy.”
Her fingers slide into my hair and pull tight.
Every dip and slide of my tongue has me cupping my own dick through my Levi’s as she finally explodes.
“Chase.Chase, fuck!”
“That’s it, Honey.Give it to me.”
I drink up every drop as she writhes beneath me.
I stand, wiping my mouth as Rylee’s head leans back against the wood railing.She looks wrung out and I haven’t even fucked her yet.She looks even sexier than she did before—sticky with tequila and body loose from her orgasm.
Tossing my wallet onto the bar top, I unzip my jeans and pull my cock out.
“Do you realize how good you look like this?”I ask, giving myself a long pull.
“How good?”She tips her head up, eyes raking over me.
“Like having you once isn’t going to satisfy me, Honey.Hell, I’ll never be satisfied when it comes to you.”
Her eyes are swimming with emotion and lust as she wags her finger at me.“Couldn’t hurt to try and see if it’ll take the edge off.”
I step closer and push my cock through her wetness.“Mmm, definitely something we need to try.”
“What are you waiting for?”
I crowd in close to her, my chest brushing across hers.“Just taking a minute to appreciate this sexy body of yours.”
She wiggles her hips, the tip of my cock bumping against her entrance.
“Stop appreciating and take me.I want you to fuck me, Chase.Bare.”
“Are you sure?”I ask.“All my tests were negative.”
She nods.“Mine too.And I’m on the pill.”
“Fuuuuck.Rylee.”
She grabs the tequila bottle from the bar and takes a swig before leaning up and kissing me.The sweet, biting taste is Rylee to a T.
