Chapter 4
CHAPTER FOUR
Barrett
I held onto her hand in the back of the Uber, needing a part of me touching her.
Ever since I kissed her back there on the curb, my entire body buzzed and hummed, my lips aching to kiss her again.
I wanted to spend the night with her. My place, her place, it didn’t matter, as long as we were tangled up together.
My dick strained in my pants, making himself very noticeable since our mind-blowing kiss. He wanted attention, and he wasn’t taking no for an answer.
Finally, after what felt like the longest car ride of my life, we arrived at the store.
“How can I ever repay you?” Skylar asked from where we stood on the sidewalk, snow falling gently around us. “Bail, the Uber…”
“Don’t hate me for standing in your way of getting the laptop.”
Skylar laughed. “I could never hate you, Barrett. I mean, I thought I could. I thought I did. But you tried to make the night better, and you did. You turned a shitty situation into a better one. And for that, thank you.”
I took her hands in mine and brought them up to my lips, placing a gentle kiss on them, the way I saw my dad do to my mom so many times.
Skylar told me how her parents abandoned her, leaving her grandmother to raise her, and my heart ached for her.
I grew up with both my parents and two older siblings, and I couldn’t imagine not having much family to fall back on.
Skylar deserved to feel loved and be loved.
And I wanted to love her. So much.
“Spend the night with me.” I searched her eyes as she searched mine.
“Oh Barrett, I’d love to, but…”
“No buts. I’ll call out of work tomorrow. I don’t care.”
“It’s not that. It’s just my cat at home, Fefe. I have no one to feed her in the morning. Come to my place?”
I laughed. “You got it. Is she nice?”
“Fefe? She’s a ball of cuddles and love. You’ll like her.”
“Let’s go then.”
I followed her car in my truck to her place. It was a small apartment, different from my log cabin I had custom-built, but it was cute, quaint, and cozy. And it popped with her personality.
Bright colors and funny sayings, cat decorations, and celestial items made up the look, and her black cat, Fefe, was adorable.
“You have a nice place, sweetheart. It’s cozy.”
“Thank you. Did you want something to eat? Or drink?”
I shook my head. “There’s only one dessert I’m waiting for.”
“No holding back, hmm? You just dive right in?”
“Not usually. But a woman like you…”
Skylar wrapped her hot little hand around my larger paw and led me upstairs.
The only lights in the house coming from the strings of Christmas lights.
It was still early in the season, considering Thanksgiving was only a day ago, but she had decorated, filling each room with wreaths, lights, bows, and small tabletop trees.
In her bedroom, she led me to the bed and pushed me down to sit. “I’ll be right back.”
Then she disappeared into the adjacent bathroom. I quickly stripped off my shoes, sweatshirt, down to only my t-shirt, jeans, and boxers. Easier access.
I looked around her room as I waited impatiently, and there, sitting out in the open, on her nightstand, was a vibrator. A long, thick, purple one with an attachment for her clit.
What a naughty little minx.
My dick throbbed, and I rubbed it over my pants, thinking about using the vibrator on her.
A whistle from the direction of the bathroom sounded, and I turned towards the sound, Skylar standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a red satin nightgown. It hugged all of her curves, her ample breasts pushed up at the top.
Holy fucking hell. I’ve died and gone to heaven. She was so fucking gorgeous.
And she was all mine.
“Crawl to me.” I said from where I sat on the edge of the bed.
Skylar fell to her knees, her breasts nearly tumbling out of her red satin nightgown. She crawled over to me on her hands and knees, and I growled before lifting her off the ground and onto the bed.
“That’s a good girl.” I tossed her down gently and lifted her nightgown up to her waist, exposing her perfect bare pussy for me. Then I grabbed her vibrator waiting on the nightstand and placed it down beside her, taking my time to kiss her from head to toe.
Flicking the vibrator on, I brought it between her legs, so ready to watch her come undone for me.
“Here?” I asked as I touched her clit with it.
“Yes, please, right there.” Skylar gasped.
“Or maybe here?” I dragged her vibrator down her wet seam and back up over her clit.
“Mmm, yes.” She wiggled beneath me, and my dick pressed against my jeans, begging for any kind of release.
“Do you like this?” I slid the vibrator into her pussy, only about a half of an inch in before slipping it back out.
“More, please.” Skylar cried.
“Beg for it, baby.”
“Please, Barrett. I need it. So bad. Fuck, I need you!”
“Patience, sweetheart.” I plunged the vibrator in deeper and fucked her with it over and over, the clit attachment working overtime, her body tensing as her orgasm built higher and higher. With one hand, I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, pulling my dick out and stroking the shaft.
Pre-cum leaked from the top and I groaned as I watched Skylar fall apart beneath me, my cock begging for its own release.
“Oh my God, I’m going to come!” Skylar shouted, and I picked up speed with the vibrator, setting it too high.
A few seconds later, her orgasm burst through her entire body, shaking her to the core, as her legs fell back and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She called out my name again and again as she rose, then burst, rose, then burst, over and over, several orgasms ripping her to shreds.
I rubbed my dick up and down, needing the friction, my orgasm building quickly as her cries of pleasure took me under.
“Fuck, I’m going to come already. Fuck, Skylar. You’re so fucking hot when you come. Come for me, again and again.”
Another orgasm ripped through her as my hot seed poured from my dick, a burst of pleasure from the base of my spine and spreading throughout my body to every single nerve ending.
My cum squirted all over legs and pussy and I quickly removed my t-shirt and wiped it away, tossing the cotton fabric onto the floor, not caring I no longer had a shirt to wear home.
“Holy fuck,” Skylar whispered.
“Holy fuck,” I echoed.
“I still need you inside me.” She panted.
My dick stirred to life again already. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re only just getting started.”