Episode 79
EPISODE 79
PEACHES AND CREAM
Sebastian
Ariel’s a gorgeous creature, and that slight southern accent makes my flesh heat. In all honesty, I never thought I’d go for her. She’s a bit young for my taste. I’ve been chased by young women since I hit it big with my third album that went platinum, and I’ve been careful. Once I ended up in bed with a sixteen-year-old. Of course she told me she was twenty-five—and damn, she looked it—but I found out her actual age later when her father showed up and threatened to have me thrown in jail. Rightfully so. I paid him off—complete with an NDA drawn up by my attorney—and I learned my lesson.
No more groupies. And I get an ID before I take a woman to bed. Not the most romantic thing to ask, but after I explain what happened, most of them are good with it.
If a woman’s under twenty-five? I usually walk away...unless she’s really hot.
Ariel Tanner is really hot.
Still, I kept my distance the first night. Brett zeroed in on her right away, and I had no intention of pursuing her anyway ...
But for the love of God, she just asked me if I want to help her make a decision about whether she should stay or go.
I want her to stay. I want Ginger and Rachel back. I want Sienna to return. The only one I’m fine kicking to the curb is Misty, and then I want her replaced. This won’t work unless we have a gaggle of gorgeous women to woo.
Fuck...the image of Ariel licking the cream off that berry...and then biting into it. The woman has the sexiest lips I’ve ever seen—full, pink, and luscious.
Makes me wonder what her other lips look like.
All bets are off now. She may be young, but she’s legal, and she’s hotter than fucking hell.
“I’m happy to help you make a decision, sugar,” I say. “What did you have in mind?”
She smiles coyly. “Whatever you like.”
“Take off that tank top.” I narrow my gaze. “Show me those southern belle titties.”
“I’m no southern belle,” she says, though she removes the tank anyway.
Her tits are as gorgeous as I imagined. I’d say about a B cup, pert and perky, with sexy nipples the size of pencil erasers. Perfect for biting.
She’s still on my lap, and I grab another cream-covered strawberry from my plate. I swirl the tip of the fruit over one hard nipple, covering it with sweet cream. Then I wait a moment before I strike. I look up into her pretty brown eyes and stare at her.
Then, without dropping my gaze from hers, I slide my tongue over her nipple, licking away the cream.
She slams her eyes shut on a moan.
“Open those eyes, Ariel. I want you to watch.”
She obeys, and once her gaze meets mine again, I bite down on the hard nipple.
“Oh!” she squeals.
Damn. I hope I didn’t hurt her, but her gaze never moves from mine, and her eyes turn to fire.
“Again,” she says.
I glide my tongue over the other nipple—no cream this time—suck it lightly, and then bite down.
Another squeal.
Fuck.
“You like that?” I ask against the soft flesh of her breast.
“Yes,” she grits out. “Feels good. I feel it...everywhere.”
“In your pussy, baby doll? You feel it there?”
She lets out a soft sigh. “ Especially there.”
I smile, lean forward, and slide my tongue between her tits. “Then take off the rest of those clothes.”
She widens her eyes. “Really?”
“Yeah, sugar. If you’re up for it.”
“You mean...”
Damn, I’m horny as hell for her. My dick is ready to burst open. “It’s okay,” I assure her, hoping like hell she doesn’t want to stop despite what I’m saying. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
“I do want to,” she says. “Are you sure you want to?”
Is she fucking serious? “Uh...I can pull my cock out and show you just how much I want to, but you can probably already feel it against your wet pussy.”
“But I don’t understand...”
“That I want to fuck you?” I shake my head. “What did you think would happen here?”
“It’s just...” She sighs. “Brett wouldn’t have sex with me. And neither would Alex.”
I raise an eyebrow. Interesting. I know for a fact Alex fucked Sienna the first night. But Brett... Who the fuck knows what’s going on in his head at any given time? He’s not one to show his feelings. Ever.
“Did you want to have sex with them?” I ask.
She nods. But then she clamps her hand over her mouth.
“What?” I ask.
“Now you’re going to think I’m easy.”
I smile, holding back a chuckle. “Would it help to know that you won’t be the first woman I’ve fucked since we got here?”
Her lips turn slightly downward. She’s such a young thing. Probably kind of innocent in her own way.
“Not really,” she says. “Brett said he wasn’t going to sleep with any of us until he got to know all of us. I took him at his word, but then I found out he and Emily fooled around in the hot tub this morning, and if I know Emily...” She sighs. “I don’t know what to think about Alex. I thought we were getting along so well, but this morning... Oh, never mind. That was all my fault, anyway.”
I could interrogate her about what happened this morning with Alex, but I really want to get laid, and I think she wants it too.
I cup both her cheeks. “Listen,” I say. “We’re all different. We’re all looking for different things in a lifelong companion. Alex and Brett have their rules that they follow, and I have mine. And I assure you that I don’t have a ‘no fucking’ rule. I like you, Ariel, and I’m very attracted to you. I’d love to take you to bed, but only if you’re sure.”
She nibbles on her lower lip a moment, driving me even more insane. God, that mouth...
Then she leans down and kisses me with those delectable lips. I shove my tongue into her mouth and kiss her like I want to fuck her—hard, fast, and deliberate.
By the time she breaks the kiss a few moments later, we’re both panting.
“Bedroom,” I say, pointing. “Take off the shorts on the way.”
She scrambles off my lap, shoving her shorts over her hips. She turns and walk to the bedroom, and I smile.
Tweety Bird.
Tweety Bird is on her asscheek, and it’s fucking adorable. I’m going to cover that tattoo with kisses, just like I did with Heather’s viper.
But that’s the last thought I have of Heather. This is all about Ariel. Ariel and that sexy-as-fuck mouth of hers.
I sweep her into my arms before she gets through the bedroom door and toss her onto my king-size bed. She bounces lightly, a smile on her sweet face. I get rid of my clothes in a flash, and my cock is hard and ready, jutting out.
Her eyes widen. “Wow.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” I open the drawer to my nightstand and grab a condom. Should I put it on now? Or should I take my time and cover that gorgeous body with kisses?
Talk about a rock and a hard place.
I settle on the hard place. I need to get inside that tight little southern cunt. Afterward, I’ll taste every inch of her.
She’s lying on her back, looking up at me expectantly, so I hit the bed, hover over her, our gazes meeting.
“You sure?”
“Please.”
I thrust into her.
Damn...
She’s tighter than Heather, and her walls clench around my cock as if she’s already?—
“Sebastian! Oh, my God!”
She explodes around me, milking my cock with the contractions of her climax.
Man, she really did want to fuck. Alex and Brett don’t know what they missed. This woman needs dick, and I’m happy to give it to her.
“You’re so hot, Ariel,” I say, continuing to thrust.
“I like everything,” she says, panting, “but nothing gets me going like a hard dick inside me. I come so hard.”
“Enjoy it, then, sugar,” I say, “because I won’t be done anytime soon.”
I plunge back into her, fuck her through two more orgasms, and then grunt my release into the condom.
Damn, she’s hot.
I stay inside her a few minutes, coming down from my orgasmic high, and then I pull out, dispose of the condom, and return to bed.
“I’m going to taste that sweet pussy now,” I say. “Then I’m going to lick that tattoo on your ass and then lick your tight asshole. Sound good?”
Her cheeks redden. Rimming is probably new to her...but not for long.
She finally speaks. “Let me sit on your face, then, because I want that beautiful dick in my mouth.”
Damn.
Works for me.
I just came, but the thought of that sexy-as-fuck mouth around me has my cock roaring to life again. I lie down on the bed and grin. “You got it, babe. You got it.”
She lowers herself onto my face and I slide my tongue over her gorgeous wet pussy. Mmm...she tastes like a Georgia peach, and when?—
I groan when her lips encircle my cockhead. I’d like to watch, but then I’d have to move my face from her delicious cunt.
Nope. That won’t do.
I shove my tongue inside her as she slides her mouth up and down my cock. I lift my hips, fucking her mouth, and she grinds against my lips and chin, her juices flowing over my face.
Her moans grow louder, and a moment later she’s coming again, releasing on my face.
And fuck...
I come again too, right into her hot little mouth.
After a fucking lousy start, this morning has potential after all.