“We need to finish what we started before. My balls are killing me.” To emphasize his point, he pulls at the crotch of his pants.
“I bet I can help you with that.” I slide my hand to the seam of his pants and find his cock, giving a gentle squeeze. I’m not usually so brazen and definitely not about showing off like this in front of others, but I had a taste before and now I need more. Call it liquid courage too.
He takes my chin in his hand and tips my face to connect out mouths while his tongue slips between lips. The kiss is sloppy, and our hands roam and grab all over each other’s bodies. It’s been ages since we’ve had a drunken make out session, and it’s showing.
Chip clears his throat from the front seat, and I realize that the car has stopped moving.
“Oh, sorry man. How much do I owe you?”
I climb out of the car while Trent pays for the ride. There’s a slight sway to my stance while I stare up at the Inn.
Trent’s arms wrap around me, and his nose nuzzles into my neck. “Let me take you upstairs and finish what we started.” He presses his hips into mine, and I feel his erection against my ass.
A smile sprawls across my face, and I reach a hand behind his head while I turn to look at him. “Yes please.”
Clumsily, we walk back into the building with his arms around me and his chest pressed against my back.
Once we make it back up to the room, we lose any semblance of composure we had left. The second the door clicks shut, he’s throwing me up against it, taking both wrists in one of his hands and holding them above my head against the door.
He bends and kisses along my neck, moving his lips across my collarbone and then working his way down my body. He kisses as far as he can while keeping my hands trapped. When he bends and takes my nipple between his teeth, I whimper and my hips tilt toward his.
Releasing my wrists, his hands move to my thighs, and he lifts me, pressing me against the door. His rock-hard cock is pressed right against my clit, and I wiggle against him to get some friction.
“Fuck, I love when you do that.” His mouth latches on my neck, and he sucks, using his teeth to bite down gently. It’s my high school reunion, and I’m going to have a hickey, just like I did in high school.
But right now, I’m too drunk to care, and all I want is to feel Trent’s mouth everywhere.
As though reading my mind, he spins away from the door, keeping me in his arms before tossing me onto the bed. I bounce and giggle as he whips off his tie and quickly unbuttons his shirt.
I scurry to the edge of the bed so I can run my palms up his smooth, toned chest and abs. Then I lean forward and trail my tongue along the same path.
“I have somewhere else you can use that tongue.” Glancing up at him I find a smirk on his face.
My hands dive to his belt and undo it, tossing it to the side and pulling his pants and boxers down to his knees. I take his cock in my hand and give a few rough tugs before sliding him past my parted lips.
He immediately groans, and his hand dives into my curls.
I bob up and down, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock while I hollow my cheeks and suck.
“Damn, baby. That feels so fucking good.” One hand reaches forward to grab at my breast, and his fingers slip into my dress to rub my nipple.
I keep sucking and moving on his cock until he grips my hair and pulls me off, tipping my head back so I can meet his eyes.
“Now, now. You’re getting greedy. My cum is for your pussy, Leslie.”
Letting go of my hair, he pushes me down to the bed so I’m flat on my back and kicks his pants the rest of the way off. My dress has shifted up to my waist in the movement, exposing my lower half and my stomach, the part I like to keep hidden.
But Trent doesn’t miss a beat, sliding his hands up my thighs and under the dress until he tips me up and pulls the garment from my body. I try to close in on myself, pulling my arms and legs toward my center, but he stops me, pushing my hands against the mattress and straddling my legs.
“Don’t you dare hide your body from me. You’re perfect, Leslie. Every single inch of you is sheer perfection.”
I stop fighting against him as he kisses down my body, pushing my bra aside to pull my nipple between his lips and lavish it with his tongue.
He doesn’t stay there long, continuing his track down my body until he’s nestled between my thighs. His breath is warm against my skin as he sighs.
Pushing my panties to the side, he licks straight up my pussy. He does it a few more times before diving in in earnest, laving me with his tongue.
My hands dive into his hair and pull him closer, bucking against his mouth. His hands wrap around my thighs and pull me to the edge of the bed.
