Rate a Date by Monica Murphy Page 0,44

hand, showing me my crumpled up thong.

“Wouldn’t want to leave this evidence behind,” he says, his smile full of mischief. “Your friends would have you all figured out.”

That would’ve been so embarrassing. “Thank you for remembering.” I hold out my hand. “I can take them.”

“I want to keep them.” He shoves my panties into the front pocket of his jeans. “Thanks.”

What a perv, I think as we head up the stairs, me leading the way. He slaps my butt, making it sting, making me tingle, and I glance at him from over my shoulder, that dark smile on his face doing things to me.

Maybe I’m a perv too.

Twelve

Mitch

I wake up completely disoriented and to the sound of muffled conversation happening outside of this room. A room. I’m in a bed.

Is it my bedroom?

Cracking an eye open, I realize I can’t see shit because it’s so dark thanks to those heavy-duty shades on the window. I immediately close it again, thinking. Remembering.

Definitely not my room. I’m not at my apartment. I’m with Eleanor the sex goddess in her friend’s fancy hotel suite after I spent the night. Something I normally don’t do. Oh, I’ve always been about one-night stands, but I never sleep in the chick’s bed all night long. Hell no.

No way.

But here I am, in one of the most comfortable beds I’ve ever slept in, a blonde, naked cutie snuggled up right next to me, her ass smack against my stirring dick, my arm draped around her waist as if I’m desperate to keep her close.

I don’t sleep snuggled up close to women either. I need my space. I’m a big dude. I don’t like feeling restricted in bed. I sprawl across my California king every night just because I can.

More conversation is happening and I figure it’s coming from downstairs. Those women—Eleanor’s friends—are kind of noisy. I have no clue what time it is, but I’m sure it’s too early for them to make this much racket. It’s a Saturday morning in Las Vegas, for God’s sake. Have a little consideration.

As I lie in bed and drift off back to sleep, memories hit me, all of them outstanding. Me eating Eleanor out on the pool table until she came with a shout, her fingers in my hair, tugging on it a little too hard. That was one for the books.

Us going upstairs to her bedroom. We got naked. She demanded I sit on the edge of the mattress, and next thing I knew, she was on her knees in front of me, giving me the best blow job I’ve had since I don’t know when. She was all about the visual too. Putting on a real show for me. Plenty of eye contact, and at one point pouty, peachy lips pursed at the tip of my erection. Licking my shaft like a Popsicle with her pretty pink tongue. At one point, she nestled my cock in between her abundant breasts, rubbing it up and down, and holy shit, I about shot off like a rocket.

But I restrained myself. I let her work me over, I let her have her fun. Right before I got down to business and gathered her hair in my fist, fucking her mouth with my cock until I was the one coming with a shout.

It was hot as fuck. She took it like a champ. She was laughing yet again when we were done, and then we both crawled into bed and collapsed into exhausted sleep, wrapped all around each other.

So no penetration yet. Just all the other fun stuff first.

Maybe that’s the key. Leave them hanging.

Leave me wanting more.

I drift in and out of sleep for I don’t know how long, only to be completely awoken by my pretty blonde bundle of fun rubbing her ass cheeks against my growing cock. I don’t know how long I slept again, but the loud conversation downstairs is gone. It’s blissfully quiet, save for the little puffs of breath I hear coming from Eleanor as she wiggles her ass on my junk.

“God, you are so big,” she whispers.

I rest a hand on her hip, and she goes still. “You weren’t complaining last night.”

“Neither were you,” she tosses back.

True.

Unable to resist her soft, supple skin, I start to stroke. Along her hip. Her waist. Back down, my fingers teasing the outer edge of her thigh. She starts squirming like she does, her cheeks jiggling against my dick, and it would be so easy for me to slip