One month later….
Levi stretched out his legs and propped his feet on the coffee table. His attention was only half on the game, the other half listening out for Sam’s car. She was on another date with that Jack guy, the sixth one since they’d met, and even though he seemed to be on the up-and-up, Levi couldn’t help worrying a little. You heard all kinds of things about online dating.
Besides, he wasn’t sure that this Jack was good enough for his Sam. Not that he’d met him or anything—yet—but Sam had been pretty forthcoming, and the guy just sounded like a normal dude. Sam deserved someone special, like her.
Levi snorted. If she knew he was thinking like that, like she was some princess or something, she’d probably throw something at him. Sammy was pretty much as down-to-earth as a woman could get. She was practical, didn’t mind kicking back with a beer to watch a game, was independent, and she had those shoes with the little ankle strap that she wore with this little black skirt....
Levi let his head fall back and remembered the last time Sam had worn those shoes and that skirt. They’d been to her work Christmas party, and before the night was even halfway over, she’d been tipsy—and horny.
“Come on—no one ever comes in here; they’re not going to start tonight.” She shut the door to the supply closet and pushed him back against it. “I’ve been thinking about this all night.” Her hands were busy undoing his pants, her nails raking over the tender skin beneath his navel.
“Sammy….” His protest was weak and he knew it. The idea of fucking her at her work had him so excited, his dick was practically coming out of his pants.
She kissed him. “Shh.” She pulled the sexy top she was wearing over her head and dropped it beside them. Even in the dim light, he could see she had on one of her sexy bras, all satin and lace and revealing. His palms itched, and he yanked the cups down, plumping her tits, and ran his thumbs over her nipples. She gasped, kissed him again, and then dropped to her knees.
Yes.
She freed him from his pants and boxers, stroking clever fingers around his balls. Looking down, he could see her dark pink nipples, puckered and ready. Her glorious lips were parted, and her breath fanned over his cock, bringing nerve endings to life.
She bent forward and licked him up one side and down the other. Taking the head in her mouth, she swirled her tongue over the drop of moisture at its tip. His knees weakened.
Her mouth still on him, she looked up, and the wanton passion in her gaze as she took him deep brought him to the very edge.
She worked his dick with her mouth and tongue, and her hands continued to play with his balls. Her touch was at first featherlight, then grew firmer, until he was pumping his hips, fucking her face, and her cheeks hollowed as she gave one long, final suck....
Blindly, Levi shoved his sweats down and took his cock in hand, pumping roughly, smearing the moisture at the head and using it to aid his efforts. Closing his eyes, he pictured Sam later that same night, drunk and hot for him again....
Sam’s hot, wet cunt squeezed him, clamping down the way it always did. His girl was tight as a vise. Her musky scent wafted up to him and drove him wild, and the friction of her soft skin against his hair-roughened body made him tingle.
“Oh, Levi,” she moaned, and then her voice rose in a shriek. “Harder, more! Levi, more!”
As he pounded into her, he focused on her mouth―her pouty, sultry red mouth, open as she panted and begged him to do her harder...
“Ungh!” Levi’s body bowed as he came. Panting, he let his heart rate settle, and then got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. One thing about Sam, she was a hot little piece. He’d really miss that if she hooked up with this guy.
He frowned as he dried his hands. The guy might not want her hanging out with him as much, either, and he’d miss that more. Sam was wicked awesome to hang out with. She listened when you talked, and she didn’t yammer on like other women—when she said something, it was worth listening to. She gave killer back rubs after a bad day, even without the happy ending. She made everything seem better just by being there, and he couldn’t imagine not seeing her all the time, not having her be a regular presence in his life.
No wonder this Jack guy was into her.