stared at her perfect body before me, the smell of her honey was the most tempting thing I had ever encountered.
I licked my lips and gritted my teeth.
I held back from tasting her because my cock needed to finish.
Bree was like a magic pill, leaving me almost painfully hard.
She had been two sucking thrusts with her mouth from ending me, and I was still right there, ready to go.
I hovered over her body and put my hands flat to the bed.
“Grab my cock and guide me into your pussy, babe,” I said.
Bree bit her bottom lip and reached between us.
The second her hand touched my cock again, I sucked in a breath.
She pulled at me and I lowered myself down.
She rubbed the tip of my cock to her wet slit, using me like a sexy toy to pleasure her clit.
Her hips bounced off the bed as she groaned.
I had no choice but to thrust forward.
I sank deep into her body and she grabbed for the sheets, arching her back, letting out a long cry.
“Yes, Bree,” I managed to say. “You’re fucking beautiful… so fucking tight…”
Her pussy clenched against my cock and I pulled myself back.
I thought about taking myself completely out of her and teasing her a little, but no fucking way.
I slammed forward again and lowered myself down to her body.
We were both wearing shirts.
Naked from the waist down.
There was nothing romantic about drunk fucking in a hotel room, but when Bree’s eyes met mine, I was done…
I thrust one more time and started to come.
I kissed her, our whiskey laced tongues tasting one another while her pussy sheathed my cock, pulling every last drop of my cum out of my body.
My right hand ended up at the back of her left leg and I felt her muscles flexing as she worked her body to move against my cock.
Sex was sex… but this was something else.
Something completely different than anything I had ever felt in my life before.
After we were done kissing, I eased my way out of her body.
She shivered and gasped for second.
I stood up and took my shirt off.
I reached down and guided Bree’s shirt over her head.
She arched her back without a word and I unsnapped her bra.
I finished stripping her naked after we were already done fucking.
I scooped her up into my arms and pulled her against my body and moved her up to the pillows on the bed.
Again, without a word…
I joined her in the bed, holding her back to my front, my left hand spread out over her chest, feeling her breasts, but not in a sexual way.
I wanted to touch everywhere on her. Just to touch. Just to feel… to study… to memorize. To know every inch of her body. The parts she liked touched. The parts she didn’t. Her secret ticklish spots. And her secret spot that felt good that maybe shouldn’t have…
I kissed the back of her shoulder and Bree laughed.
“What’s so funny, babe?”
“Look out the window, Sab.”
I looked.
The sun was rising.
I started to laugh.
“Good morning, Bree,” I said as I kissed her shoulder again.
Bree slowly shut her eyes to get some sleep. “Good morning, Sab.”
I woke to the sound of someone knocking at the door.
I still had Bree in my arms.
We hadn’t moved an inch.
The knocking refused to stop, and damn did that piss me off.
The most beautiful woman in the world, naked in my arms, my hand still touching her breasts… and I had to let her go.
I snuck out of the bed and walked to the door naked.
“You’re fucking dead, whoever this is,” I announced as I opened the door.
It was Toby.
He looked down and shook his head.
“Eyes up here,” I said.
“Sorry,” he said. “I should be used to seeing you guys naked by now, right?”
“Don’t ever say that again,” I said.
“I need to talk to you about Bree,” he said.
“What about?”
“Her parents…”
I stepped out into the hallway.
Toby had to jump back or else my cock was going to slap against his nice shirt.
“Sab, put some fucking clothes on,” he said.
“It’s our floor,” I said. “Who’s going to see me that hasn’t seen me yet?”
“Candice? Liv? Abby? Wren?”
I smiled. “Worried they’ll see my cock and get hungry? I think about it too, Toby. Then the band will break up. Imagine that headline… Drummer Fucks All Five Women…”
“Sab,” Toby said. “Christ.”
“I’m tired,” I said. “I’m still half drunk. I wanted to wake up with Bree wiggling against my morning wood so she could have it for breakfast.”
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