Unable to stop myself, I swoop down on her, her giggles soon turning to moans as I draw one of those delectable nipples into my mouth, sucking hard on it.
Her arms wrap around my neck, legs around my waist as she grinds herself against me. Switching to the other nipple, I suck hard, suctioning in as much of her breast into my mouth as I can. Reaching down, I run my fingers through her slit, pleased to find her already wet for me. Drawing her wetness up to her clit, I circle it, then press down hard, making her back arch off the bed.
Unlatching from her nipple, I trail my mouth downwards, licking and nipping over her ribs, and down her belly. My tongue darts into her belly button, making her shriek as it tickles her. Moving further still, I land between her legs, her gorgeous pink pussy swollen and ripe for me.
“You are so beautiful,” I say before lowering my head, sucking her clit into my mouth. Her hands land on my head, nails scraping my scalp, little gasps and moans a concert played just for me.
I suck harder, then thrust two fingers into her, rubbing that little bundle of nerves that drives her crazy.
“Trey!” she cries out, her walls spasming around my fingers. Jesus, she is so wet. And so fucking tight. Pulling out of her, I flip her over, pressing her head into the pillows. Her round ass is right in my face and I dive in, licking the puckered hole as she thrashes beneath me.
Holding her ass cheeks apart with one hand, I reach under and play with her clit with the other, thrusting my tongue into her ass. She explodes, swearing, her release hard and fast.
Gathering up some of her wetness, I coat my cock in it, then press into her. The tight ring of muscle expands, then lets me in, Rebecca grunting as I push further and further into her glorious ass.
Fucking hell. This woman. Her ass strangles my cock, and the pleasure is so intense, I’m afraid I’ll pass out. Once I’m fully seated, I pause for a moment, letting her get used to me.
“Are you okay, baby?”
“Yes,” she groans back. “Move Trey, please.”
“You want me to fuck your ass?”
“Mmm” is all I get in reply. Chuckling darkly, I withdraw, then thrust into her, over and over, getting steadily harder with each thrust.
“Fuck! Yes, Trey!” she moans into the pillow, working her ass in time to my thrusts. Grabbing onto her hips I fuck her hard, the slapping noises probably heard in the lobby three floors down.
“You’re mine, Rebecca. All of you. Say it, say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she replies, her breath labored.
Smacking her ass, I then lean forward, flicking her clit and pushing two fingers into her pussy. I can feel my cock against my fingers, and the pressure is out of this world.
Her walls clamp down on my fingers, and I know she’s close again. I don’t let up on her clit, stroking, pinching, pulling—and she comes again, my fingers trapped in the vice. Her ass clenches hard on my cock, and with a few more thrusts, I come too, pleasure tearing through me in white-hot flashes.
Dropping down beside her, she grins up at me as our ragged breaths slow. “Was that my surprise?” she asks, her eyes sparkling.
“Nope, and I’m not telling until we get there. Go get your ass in the shower, we need to leave within the hour.”
Groaning, she sits up, then climbs over me, waving said ass in my face as she does. Then chuckles at my growl as she sashays off into the bathroom.
While she showers, I quickly pack up the room, laying out skinny jeans, t-shirt, sweater, and tennis shoes for Rebecca. As it will probably be warmer in Phoenix, I don’t want her getting too hot.
I duck into the shower after her, quickly washing and brushing my teeth while she gets ready. If I have to watch her dress, I’ll probably fuck her again, and we’ll never get on the road.
Doing one last check of the room, I toss ten dollars on the desk for the cleaning crew, and then we move out, Rebecca bouncing along next to me, asking a million questions.Where are we going? How long will it take? What’s the surprise?Teasingly rolling my eyes at her, I wonder how manyare we there yetsthere are going to be during the three-hour drive.
She’s like a hyper kid on Christmas morning, throwing face-splitting grins at me and dancing around, trying to get me to spill my secrets. But my lips are sealed, and she finally huffs and gives up as we walk out into the parking lot.
The hairs stand up on the back of my neck as I put the suitcase in the Jeep, and as I straighten, I nonchalantly scan the parking lot. Not noticing anything out of the ordinary, I jump into the car and peel out of the lot. Glancing in the rear-view mirror one last time as we leave, I still see nothing unusual, so I push the feeling aside.
Today is all about my girl and giving her a much-needed day of happiness. I won’t let anything mar it.
As we head south, she rests her head against the window, eyes closing as she falls back asleep to the low steady beat of the radio. I can’t stop myself stealing quick looks at her as I drive, still astounded that this woman is in my life, that she is mine.
Thank you.
Chapter 29
