Chapter 15 #2
With the fuss between the manager and the sexed-up couple taking an age to conclude, I finally managed to sneak into the staff-only corridor. Inside, a number of closed doors confronted me, and my blood surged. I whirled around. Which one?
Then a hand took mine and pulled me back a step. Beth. Without a word, I spun around and grabbed her, propelling her backwards into an open store room. Her lips landed on mine, and I closed the door, unable to stop the slam as we fell against it.
“Shush!” Beth slid down me, flicking the lock closed on her way. “Stand there and don’t move.”
“What?”
She struggled with my belt buckle, her teeth sliding over her lip in concentration.
I tried to take her wrists to stop her.
She slapped me away, losing no momentum. “I meant what I said. We have this huge opportunity for you to lose your virginity in a spectacular way. A storage room in my workplace is not that. This is just the beginning, and I need my mouth on you.”
With my belt undone, she popped the button of my jeans and undid the zip.
Then, staring me straight in the eye, Beth dragged my jeans and boxers over my backside and freed my aching, swollen cock, harder than rock and leaking for her.
“Fuck!” She switched her gaze to my crotch. “You’re huge.”
“I want to fuck you.” My words came out fast.
She stroked me, and I made a broken sound, pure pleasure radiating from her touch.
“And you will. But not yet. First, let me introduce you to a blow job.”
In a move I’d recall for the rest of my life, Beth knelt in a room of boxes, brown sacks, and metal shelves, and smiled as she kissed the underside of my cock, showing me this was as much her pleasure as mine.
Her kiss slid up, every inch blinding me with desire until her tongue enveloped my cockhead, her fist gripping the base.
Hot. So erotic.
I widened my stance, my thigh muscles tensed.
“While I’m doing this,” she licked around the ridge, “tell me all the things you’ve imagined doing to me.”
Then she sucked, hard, moving her hand in unison, and my world exploded.
“Christ!” I yelled and gripped on to her head, wedging my fingers into her tied-back hair.
Beth chuckled, the sensation adding to my pleasure, then started a rhythmic pull, each suck taking me deeper into her perfect mouth, her hands gripping my thighs before one slid between my legs.
She cupped my balls, tugging gently, and I blinked my gaze to the single light bulb on the ceiling, trying to maintain control.
“This. All of this. But naked.”
She took her mouth off my cock, though her hands kept up their action, driving me crazy. “What part of me are you ogling?”
“Your breasts.”
“I don’t want to get caught in here, so you’ll have to use your imagination for now. Give me that dirty image. What do you want to do?”
“You have a freckle on your chest, just above the line of your shirt. I want to follow where it leads. Put my mouth on you. Tease you.”
Beth made a noise of agreement and drew me back into her mouth.
I loved the image. It would never leave me. But if I watched any longer, I’d come in a second with no chance of warning her. I had no idea on blow job etiquette, but her swallowing seemed a lot to expect.
Damn, I wanted her to drink down every last drop.
A new surge of lust had me gasping and digging my boot heels into the floor. The door rattled under my shoulder, and I braced myself against the wall and the nearest shelving unit, anchoring my legs.
Beth paused. “You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now.”
“You—” I said, but my sentence cut off when she started up again, gripping the base of me and sucking half my length into her mouth.
Pure blinding sensation built and rushed.
If I took her home, I’d lie her out on my bed. Strip her, one piece of clothing at a time. God, I wanted to see her breasts. All of her glorious body. Put my mouth on her and lick every—
“Beth!” I growled, my orgasm sneaking up, staggering me as I lost control.
I took hold of her head again to pull her off me, but she didn’t budge. Her fingers interlaced with mine, and she held firm.
With no choice, I came, a flood, deep in her throat, biting hard on my lip to keep from roaring. My cock pulsed, over and over, my balls emptying, the waves making me so dizzy with a pleasure I’d never known.
My head spun, and all through it, Beth held me, supporting me and taking care of my most basic need. Drinking me down like she loved doing it.
I finally came back to earth and opened my eyes. Pride lit her up.
“That was, God, I can’t even…” I croaked. I sank to my knees. “Beth—”
“Hush. I think I hear something.” Beth leapt to her feet and stared at the door, her head tilted to listen.
With numb and uncoordinated fingers, I fumbled at my jeans, standing once more and managing to reinstate my clothing. All I wanted to do was kiss the woman who’d rocked my world.
Wait, did you kiss after…that? Something else I needed to ask.
“False alarm.” Beth turned back, her grin mischievous. “How was that? A good start?”
“Most incredible thing that ever happened to me,” I mumbled.
She giggled now, her face open and so very pretty in her happiness. She pushed up on her toes and kissed me, firmly answering my unspoken question. Then a creak came from the hall outside.
And the door shook under a loud knock.