Fast and Dirty, Just Like you Like It
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Quickie 2: Mistress | Quickie 3: Fingers | Quickie 4: Birthday Stuff | Quickie 5: Chocolate Treat | Quickie 6: Sweet-Tooth
Quickie 1: Red Delicious
Her tongue rolled over her deliciously full red lips in a smooth motion. The movement said it all. She liked the taste of him and wanted even the last drop. She ran a finger underneath her bottom lip then brought it to her mouth, sucking away the left-overs. That wonderfully wet-glossy mouth spread into a smile of the darkest delights.
“Did you like that?” she whispered as her hands moved up his inner thighs.
He could only nod at first, finding his breath lost in ecstasy. Their eyes met. His were glazed and sleepy; hers darkly mischievous. The man knew that she could see into his soul and knew everything he had to hide. He had wanted this, but not like this. Still, he couldn’t lie.
“Yeah, I liked it.” he murmured.
She maneuvered her body between his stretched legs, sliding her arms around his waist and putting her chin into his chest. He watched her head bob up and down with his breath even though he desperately wanted to look away. But she demanded his attention and he gave it fully.
“Anytime you want,” she said then licked those full lips, again, “all you have to do is ask.”
Her hand reached over the spilled contents of her purse. She grabbed a white card.
“All you have to do is call,” she told the man as she ran the card along his arm.
She placed the card inside of his exposed tank top beneath an opened silk shirt. With a fluid movement, the woman stood from the couch. His eyes followed her with an ache. He didn’t want to be alone. Not after all of the exquisite delight she had given. She wouldn’t stay and he knew it. He couldn’t let her stay even if she had been willing.
When she turned away, he closed his eyes. There was a stinging behind them that frightened him. He wouldn’t cry in front of her. He couldn’t.
“I’m not going to call you,” he told her, finally. His voice wavered in his own ears
She turned to him with that smile, “Okay.”
The woman sounded like she didn’t believe him. As she walked out of the door to the home, he had to admit to himself that he didn’t believe it either.