Page 6 of Tuck & Roll

“Take off your clothes and climb in.” He pulled the covers back on his bed and shed his clothes and boots. He waited for her to slip off her dress and shoes and move to the middle before he settled next to her. They sat with their backs against pillows propped against the headboard completely naked. She felt awkward and exposed sitting next to Garrett in nothing but her birthday suit. He, on the other hand, didn’t appear to suffer the same problem. He took another drink and offered it to her again. She shook her head. Once was enough. She preferred her hard liquor mixed with soda on ice.

Garrett leaned over to pull something from his nightstand drawer. The way his back muscles rippled as he stretched and the quick view of his very firm ass as he half rolled to his side had her all but drooling. Finding what he was looking for, he leaned back against the headboard and lit a joint. He took a hit, then offered it to her.

She shook her head, “No, thanks.”

Her heart skipped a beat as he turned his wolfish grin her direction. The man was shameless. He knew she liked what she saw and didn’t feel the need to cover himself. She, on the other hand, had caved and pulled the sheet loosely to her chest, feeling self-conscious and worried that she might not measure up to all the other women he’d been with.

She sat with her back against the headboard, shoulder to shoulder with Garrett. Thinking this was more likely than not the only time she’d be in his bed, she gave herself permission to let her eyes roam all over his body. She started at his well arched feet, over his crossed ankles and up his muscular legs. When she got to his thighs her eyes stayed glued to his semi-hard dick. The longer she stared the harder it got until a small drop of liquid appeared at the tip. She licked her lips, wanting nothing more than to see what he tasted like.

His deep, sexy chuckle drew her eyes back up to his face. “All right, baby. Climb on. Time for round two.” He set aside his mostly smoked joint and helped her straddle his lap. He held his cock still and watched her slowly slide down until she had taken him all. “Mmm. Feels so good, Garrett.”

There were no words to describe how good his cock felt deep inside her. He filled her to the point of almost being too much. Her hands settled on his ripped abdominal muscles as he settled his on her hips. Curling forward, he took one of her nipples into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Her back arched, pushing her boobs closer. It felt like there was a direct line from her nipples to her pussy.

“My girl likes her nipples played with. Felt your pussy clench around my cock.” He grinned against her boob. He pushed them both together, easily slipping from one nipple to the other. He hummed his approval against her skin, again causing her pussy to clench down on him.

Kylie had never felt anything so good in her life. She squirmed under his assault, unable to sit still. She undulated her hips back and forth, his cock feeling unbelievably deep. She made sure her clit hit the base with each movement of her hips.

“Feels so good, Garrett.”

“Ride me, baby.” She did as he commanded and quickly found herself on the verge of coming. “Are you going to come for me?”

“Yes.”

“Do it. I wanna watch you come apart on my cock.”

She dropped her head back and shouted as she did just that. God. Wave after wave of pure bliss. “Ahhh.” Nothing felt better than this.

She squealed as Garrett flipped them so she was on her back and he was on top. He set about giving it to her harder, like it was his mission in life to pull every orgasm he could get from her.

She didn’t know it was possible, but she felt a second orgasm building right behind the first one. He maneuvered a hand between them, finding her clit without error. She gasped and shouted his name, coming harder than the first time. “Garrett!”

She stared into his mocha eyes, watching the way he clenched his teeth and his body tightened all over as his release overtook him. Kylie didn’t think she’d ever seen anything sexier in her life. She reached up and smoothed a lock of hair that had fallen off his brow. Garrett grinned and fell to his side, then rolled to his back. He wrapped one arm around her and pulled her into his side, the other he tucked behind his head. She tipped her head back and found his eyes were already closed and his breathing was evening out. Was he asleep?

She didn’t know how long she lay there listening to his heartbeat before she finally worked up the courage to touch his dick. Her brows raised and her head tipped to the side as she took in his impressive size. She felt like a teenager getting her first close up look at a penis. Had she known he was packing this way back when, she may have had problems keeping her eyes on his face. She slapped a hand over her mouth to keep from giggling out loud and possibly waking him up. Her fun would be over and he’d probably think she was some kind of pervert. Checking one more time that his eyes were still closed, she lightly skimmed her finger along his length. Feeling bolder, she leaned forward and ran the tip of her tongue from base to tip, making sure to swipe up the little amount of cum leaking out.

He hitched one leg to the side, allowing her better access. “Gimme a minute, Taylor.”

“What?” Her heart stuttered in her chest.

“I need a minute.”

Did he just call her by another woman’s name? She found his eyes still closed and had to assume he was at least half asleep. It still didn’t make what he said hurt any less.

He reached out to where she’d been lying down, patting around as if looking for her. “Lie down, Tay. I’ll take care of you in a minute.”

Okay. That was it. She didn’t care if he was half asleep or not. He’d just been inside her and he was calling out for another woman. There was no way she could stay and wait to see how he explained this in the morning. Nothing he said could fix the hurt he so carelessly caused. The sudden urge to cry hit her and she wasn’t sure if it was because of anger or pain. She didn’t care. She just had to get out of there. She couldn’t stay one more second.

She slipped out of bed and got dressed, minus her torn panties. She grabbed her purse and quietly let herself out of his room. Most of the lights were out, only a few were on in the hall to light the way to the bar area. She was digging through her purse, looking for her phone so she could call an Uber when she ran into something hard. She would have fallen backward on her ass if a large bearded man hadn’t caught her.

He bent his head to get a better look at her. “You okay, doll?” He made sure she was steady on her heels before letting go and taking a step back.

“What?” He’d asked her something, but her brain was so muddled she couldn’t think straight.

“Are you okay?” He hooked his thumbs in his belt loops and waited for her answer.

“Oh, yeah. Sure. I was just looking for my phone. Sorry I ran into you.” She started to step around him, intent on getting out of there before Garrett discovered her gone. A touch to her arm stopped her before she could escape.

“You come back with Tuck?”

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