plunging in amongst the wet, musky centre of her cunt. She sighed, grabbed handfuls of his short dark hair as he brought her to orgasm.
Scarlet looked up at the ceiling. Orange street light poured through the gaps in the blinds, and she heard a car rattle past outside. Liam didn't stop, and she could feel the wave coming again. She couldn't keep her eyes open as it hit her, a strong orgasm heightened by his tongue flicking across her clit. She groaned, grabbed his head and rammed it down against her, hard.
The second it passed she sat up. Liam stepped back off of the bed and watched her as she yanked his trousers down. He slipped out of his shirt as she freed him of his boxers then massaged his stiff cock.
"Suck it," he told her and she obliged instantly, thankfully. Some part of her ached to taste it, she knew. To have his cock in her mouth, Scarlet's tongue sliding around his shaft, up and down the length of it to the tip. She glanced up at him, half lit by the sulphurous street light from outside. He had his hands at his sides, his head thrown back, eyes closed.
He looks like a porn star, Scarlet thought.
She dipped up and down on his dick, her left hand cupping his balls and squeezing them gently, rhythmically, massaging them. Liam laid a hand against the side of her face, his thumb tracing the edge of her jaw line.
Scarlet stopped. Liam looked down at her. "Huh?"
"Don't cum in my mouth, okay?"
He smiled, showing tidy white teeth. "Lay back on the bed."
She did as she was told. Liam produced a condom, rolled it out on his dick. They fucked until they were both exhausted. A few hours later, with the first dim light of the sunrise creeping in past the blinds, he woke her for more. Scarlet turned on her side, sleepily. She lifted her leg for him, and he curled into her, his cock a throbbing exclamation point against her behind.
"Go on," she whispered. "Fuck me from behind."
He drew back from her and she lay there, listening to him fumbling in the dark for his trousers. For his wallet where she knew he had a stash of rubbers. Moments later he was back in the bed, his body wrapped around her as he guided his cock into her waiting pussy. She gasped at the way he pushed himself deep inside, roughly, followed almost instantly by a groan as he slid in and out. His hands gripped her right thigh, and his breath came hot against the back of her neck.
She closed her eyes, one hand behind her on his hip as he pivoted back and forth. With the other she gripped the underneath of her pillow, his thrusting driving her to ecstasy. Liam moved his hand from her leg to her swollen breast, to her rock hard nipple. He squeezed and her pussy squeezed his cock like a fist a second later.
"I'm coming," he said. "I'm coming."
She turned her head, clamped her mouth against his as they both came together. Satisfied, he collapsed back on the mattress. Scarlet felt him kiss the back of her neck before throwing an arm over her and going to sleep. She pulled the covers up over her and drifted off.
4.
When she woke, Liam was already out of bed, buckling his trousers. She sat up and watched him.
"Going already?"
He offered her a smile and buttoned his shirt. "Yeah. Gotta get going."
She ran a hand through her hair.
"Do you . . . uh . . . wanna meet up again or something?" she asked him.
It was always awkward the morning after. Especially when they didn't want to stay a while. Even more so when they didn't want to see you again.
"Yeah maybe. I'll be in touch," he said. She frowned as he came around the bed and kissed her on the forehead. "It was fun."
He headed for the door.
"I don't have your number or anything," Scarlet said.
Liam opened the door and gave the place a cursory look. "Listen, you might wanna tidy up in here. This place is a bit of a dump. Just sayin'."
He shut the door after himself. Scarlet sat there, feeling as though she'd been slapped in the face. "Well, fuck you too . . ." she finally said to
Scarlet looked up at the ceiling. Orange street light poured through the gaps in the blinds, and she heard a car rattle past outside. Liam didn't stop, and she could feel the wave coming again. She couldn't keep her eyes open as it hit her, a strong orgasm heightened by his tongue flicking across her clit. She groaned, grabbed his head and rammed it down against her, hard.
The second it passed she sat up. Liam stepped back off of the bed and watched her as she yanked his trousers down. He slipped out of his shirt as she freed him of his boxers then massaged his stiff cock.
"Suck it," he told her and she obliged instantly, thankfully. Some part of her ached to taste it, she knew. To have his cock in her mouth, Scarlet's tongue sliding around his shaft, up and down the length of it to the tip. She glanced up at him, half lit by the sulphurous street light from outside. He had his hands at his sides, his head thrown back, eyes closed.
He looks like a porn star, Scarlet thought.
She dipped up and down on his dick, her left hand cupping his balls and squeezing them gently, rhythmically, massaging them. Liam laid a hand against the side of her face, his thumb tracing the edge of her jaw line.
Scarlet stopped. Liam looked down at her. "Huh?"
"Don't cum in my mouth, okay?"
He smiled, showing tidy white teeth. "Lay back on the bed."
She did as she was told. Liam produced a condom, rolled it out on his dick. They fucked until they were both exhausted. A few hours later, with the first dim light of the sunrise creeping in past the blinds, he woke her for more. Scarlet turned on her side, sleepily. She lifted her leg for him, and he curled into her, his cock a throbbing exclamation point against her behind.
"Go on," she whispered. "Fuck me from behind."
He drew back from her and she lay there, listening to him fumbling in the dark for his trousers. For his wallet where she knew he had a stash of rubbers. Moments later he was back in the bed, his body wrapped around her as he guided his cock into her waiting pussy. She gasped at the way he pushed himself deep inside, roughly, followed almost instantly by a groan as he slid in and out. His hands gripped her right thigh, and his breath came hot against the back of her neck.
She closed her eyes, one hand behind her on his hip as he pivoted back and forth. With the other she gripped the underneath of her pillow, his thrusting driving her to ecstasy. Liam moved his hand from her leg to her swollen breast, to her rock hard nipple. He squeezed and her pussy squeezed his cock like a fist a second later.
"I'm coming," he said. "I'm coming."
She turned her head, clamped her mouth against his as they both came together. Satisfied, he collapsed back on the mattress. Scarlet felt him kiss the back of her neck before throwing an arm over her and going to sleep. She pulled the covers up over her and drifted off.
4.
When she woke, Liam was already out of bed, buckling his trousers. She sat up and watched him.
"Going already?"
He offered her a smile and buttoned his shirt. "Yeah. Gotta get going."
She ran a hand through her hair.
"Do you . . . uh . . . wanna meet up again or something?" she asked him.
It was always awkward the morning after. Especially when they didn't want to stay a while. Even more so when they didn't want to see you again.
"Yeah maybe. I'll be in touch," he said. She frowned as he came around the bed and kissed her on the forehead. "It was fun."
He headed for the door.
"I don't have your number or anything," Scarlet said.
Liam opened the door and gave the place a cursory look. "Listen, you might wanna tidy up in here. This place is a bit of a dump. Just sayin'."
He shut the door after himself. Scarlet sat there, feeling as though she'd been slapped in the face. "Well, fuck you too . . ." she finally said to
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