You wore these shoes that night, too. You’re keepin’ them on.” He grabbed the shoe by the heel and examined it.
“Oh-tay.” I giggled and lost my balance and fell to my back.
I felt his lips brush against my ankle and then move up a little. Oh… a lot.
The skirt of my dress went up in the air and then he had his head under it.
“Ooh,” I said.
It took a minute (I think he got a little lost under there) for him to start shimmying my panties down. I heard a rip.
“Uh oh,” I said. “Did you rip my pree polka dot pannies?”
“Uh oh,” he parroted and then laughed as I felt his tongue touch me there… there in the perfect spot.
I was so glad my period had finished the day before. I smiled, staring at the ceiling. Luckily I had enough of a filter to not share that information and ruin the moment. I had my next ovulation date circled on my calendar and would be definitely absolutely seducing him on those days.
Christian Forker was good with his tongue; and I mean good.
I could not stop the loud moan that came from me about three and a half minutes later, despite the chewing on the blanket. I’d been trying to be as quiet as possible all week long because I knew how thin the walls were here, having heard plenty of moaning over the time I’d been living here, but between the booze and how fucking good what he was doing felt, I cried out louder than I should have.
I heard a cuss from somewhere far away, probably the hallway, as someone had likely heard me. I was thinking it was one of my brothers; it sounded like Rider, but I didn’t know for sure.
“Oops,” I breathed and heard Christian’s masculine low chuckle against the inside of my thigh.
“You really hit the spot, Superman.”
“Yeah, baby,” he said and then he climbed up my body and slid inside.
“I like that spot!” I exclaimed and we both laughed.
I heard music go louder and was glad for it because my room was very close to the kitchen and anyone heading to their room or the bathroom from the kitchen or the big lounge had to walk by my room.
“You feel so fuckin’ good, baby,” he told me, slamming into me over and over, holding my face, looking in my eyes.
“You like fucking me in this dress?” I asked.
“Yeah. Gonna come all over it.”
“Haha. Marking your territory.”
“Damn straight.”
It went on and on. Booze gave Christian stamina like fuck, and he looked so sexy rocking into me with his top teeth embedded in his bottom lip as he slammed in over and over, but he finally did come all over my polka dot boobs, after which I stripped to nothing and crawled under the blankets.
I heard scratching at the door and then a little meow. Christian staggered naked to the door and let Marshmallow in.
“We need to find a house,” he told me.
“We will,” I said. “We’ll make a home, baby.”
“And a baby,” he told me and kissed my stomach.
I smiled and cuddled up to him and our purring little cat and fell asleep.
***
I woke up and went to the bathroom. I saw two things that shocked the shit out of me.
First: Coco, the bartender, was coming out of Nico’s room.
I made a gasp sound when I saw her. She looked at me and said, “Shut your mouth.”
I clamped my mouth shut and put my hand over it and followed her to the bathroom.
“Good morning,” I said as we were both washing our hands. I grabbed my bag from under the sink and yanked my toothbrush out.
“Got any mouthwash?” Coco asked.
“Have at it. There’s a box of spare toothbrushes in that cupboard.” I pointed.
“Thanks, doll,” she said.
“Good night?” I asked her.
She looked at me and her face completely softened. “Yeah,” she whispered.
“Thrilled for ya, babes,” I said.
She shrugged and went to work on her teeth.
The second surprise was that Lulu then crept into the bathroom, looking like death warmed over.
“Oh hey,” I said and then opened the toothpaste and did a double take. Wait what? My eyes darted to her. “You stay here last night?” I asked, remembering that I was dancing with her at some point, but I didn’t remember her leaving. Clearly, she hadn’t.
“Don’t ask,” she said and then she disappeared into a stall.
Me and Coco exchanged looks of curiosity. Who did Lulu stay with? I had no freaking idea.
***
There was a big