CHAPTER 30
Maddie
Girls just wanna have fun.
Cyndi Lauper’s iconic song plays in my head as we drive through town.
Maybe because my head is filled with dirty, naughty thoughts about the man sitting next to me in this big truck.
I can’t help it, I’m picturing him with one hand on the steering wheel with his pants down and his giant cock out ready for me to blow him right here, right now. Yep, this girl just wants to have fun.
I didn’t bother letting my brothers know I won’t be home tonight. They’re big boys. They can figure it out.
Riggs and I check into the only hotel in town.
We all call it a hotel, but it’s a single-floor motel with minimal accommodations, a far cry from the luxury suite back in Vegas.
There are nicer hotels thirty minutes outside of town.
That’s where most tourists stay during Sweetbriar’s popular festivals, but this is more convenient, and besides, I think it has character.
I’ve known the owners, Mr. and Mrs. Draper, my whole life and they didn’t bat an eye when I came in and asked for a room with a guy they’d never seen before.
I think they’re used to this sort of thing.
Probably because their motel is completely full on prom night every year.
When you’re in the hospitality business, you don’t judge.
We picked up a case of beer on the way here.
While Riggs hits the bathroom, I pop the cap off a bottle, then put the rest in the small fridge.
Before he comes out, I strip down to my bra and panties, turn one of the single chairs around to face the bathroom door, and take a seat with my legs spread wide.
I time it just right, bringing the beer to my lips and shoving the neck all the way to the back of my throat when he opens the door.
“Christ, woman!”
I pull the bottle out and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. “Do me a favor and lose the pants.”
The belt flies off, and the pants are two seconds behind it. His cock is like a python uncoiling in those sexy, tight jockey shorts. The mere sight of him like this in his little-boy eagerness already has me so wet, I can’t wait to get started.
I drop out of the chair to my knees and crawl on all fours to him watching the bulge in his underwear grow. “Lose the shirt, handsome.”
I think I hear the fabric tear a little as he yanks it off so fast, and I almost giggle. He’s really excited about this. I love that.
I reach into the top of his shorts and pull his still-growing cock out. It feels so good in my hand, warm and throbbing. Then I grab the elastic band and pull his underwear down to his ankles and he steps out of them.
I look up into his eyes as I take hold of the shaft. My hands are dry, so I’m gentle, softly rubbing up and down, then cupping his balls. He lets out a moan. “Are you sure?” he asks.
I don’t stop. I’m playing with his balls and watching his thighs go tense. Yeah, you like that, don’t you? But I stop moving my hand and ask, “Is there a problem?”
“No problem. It’s just… you know, what about you?”
I let go of his dick and reach around to grab his ass with both hands. Damn, it feels good. “Tonight is all about you. Besides, this is what I want. You can make it up to me later.” I squeeze his ass cheeks hard, digging my fingernails into them a little. “And you will make it up to me, right?”
“You bet your sweet tits I will!”
“Good. Now relax and enjoy the show.”
I start at the base and lick all the way to the tip, leaving behind a dripping trail of lubricant and he lets out a growl.
I put both hands on the shaft and squeeze just tight enough to hear another groan as I lick around the tip in circles. He’s already throbbing.
I lick up and down the shaft to get it nice and wet, then put the whole crown into my mouth.
With my hands wrapped tightly around the shaft, I take him in deeper, then pull back, my hands following my lips.
His abs flex as he moans and I pull him in deeper, sucking his cock to the back of my throat.
He’s reached full hardness in my mouth, and he’s huge.
I pull back and make a twisting motion with my hands, then linger at the tip, sucking it hard before pulling him in again.
His hips come forward, pressing his cock to the back of my throat.
He’s mouth-fucking me, and I’m so wet I know he’ll either have to finger-fuck me to an orgasm later, or the vibrator is coming out of the suitcase.
I pick up the pace with swirling hand motions each time I pull back, followed by a quick thrust to the back of my throat, over and over.
He can’t stop moaning as he grips fistfuls of my hair, and I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.
Back and forth, back and forth, faster and faster.
He’s groaning, flexing, and moaning as he pistons in and out, face-fucking me, and I reach back, undo my bra and let it fall to the floor so he can see my tits.
“God, woman, I can’t…”
I’m ready. I want his come. I want to feel the hot ejaculation down my throat. I want him to call out my name. I press the tip against the inside of my cheek with each gagging stroke. That does it. His ass muscles clench tight. He’s trying to hold it in. I speed up, in and out. God, I want this!
“Maddie!” he groans as the explosion comes into my mouth and down my throat. I pull all of him in and start swallowing. Another explosion of hot come, followed by another and I swallow each time.
“Maddie! Oh God!”
He’s not done. Two more spurts come from his hard, throbbing cock. I swallow both, then wait. I didn’t realize his hands were pulling my hair so hard until they relaxed. But I ignore that as I suck up and down his shaft and tip to make sure I got it all.
When he’s finally done, I open my eyes and look up. “Was that good for—”
He lifts me into the air so fast I let out a chirp of a scream in surprise. Then he carries me to the bed and throws me down hard enough that I bounce, and before I can get my body situated, he’s yanking my panties down. More like ripping them off!
His big hands reach between my thighs and push my legs apart. A second later, his tongue is pressed into my folds, applying smooth, gentle licks up and down my slit. I’m already so close so it isn’t going to take much.
As he’s licking, his hands come up and play with my nipples, pinching them hard, but not in a painful way. In a perfect way!
His tongue goes inside me. Deep inside, and I let out a moan. Then he goes back to licking, a steady, perfect rhythm with just the right amount of pressure. I throw my head back, close my eyes, and clutch the bed cover in tight fists. I’m almost there.
As he’s licking, I feel his hand come up to my clit. What kind of sorcery is this? I don’t know what he’s doing, but it’s like his finger is vibrating and in the perfect spot.
“Yes, right there!”
I arch my back and grab his hair. “Oh God, here it comes!”
My hips thrust forward, pressing my pussy hard against his mouth.
He grabs my thighs and holds them open so he can keep licking.
Another ripple of pleasure makes my whole body seize and my legs slam together, my thighs squeezing the sides of his face as my ass comes off the bed with the most overwhelming tremor of pure ecstasy ever. “God, yes!”
It takes a few minutes to relax and catch my breath.
When I’m finally able to think straight, I realize Riggs is still down there.
He put his magical tongue away, and I expected him to come lay next to me by now.
Why hasn’t he? Then I realized what he’s doing.
He’s playing? His fingers are walking up and down my pussy while he makes a funny cartoon voice with and Australian accent.
“What is this? Looks like a hidden cavern. Where did this come from?”
One finger lightly presses at the center of my slit.
“Yep, looks like a deep one. Maybe I should explore.”
He’s making me laugh, but this is ridiculous, so I grab his hand and pull it up to my chest. “Come here and kiss me.”
“Oh, I’ll do better than that.”
Now he’s lying beside me, facing me with his hand on my breast as he gives me gentle little kisses on my lips and neck. They’re not full of passion. They’re lovey kisses and they’re just right.
I can’t help it, every part of me is falling for this big man and that scares me to death. What happens when he leaves in two weeks?
I guess I’ll find out.