Page 15 of Where There's A Will
“Was that the guy from the restaurant?” I risked asking. Maybe it wasn’t the best of ideas bringing up her ex if I wanted the evening to continue.
Montana nodded as she looked down into her drink. “Mmm.”
“Had you been together long?”
“A year. It was our anniversary.”
Mentally, I punched myself for talking about him. I wanted this to be about me and Montana. Not Montana andHugo. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
She glanced back up at me, a small smile playing across her lips. “Don’t be sorry. If it wasn’t for him, we wouldn’t be sitting here right now having a lovely evening.”
This time, I punched the air. Inwardly, of course.
“How about dessert?” Montana asked. “There’s cheesecake in the refrigerator. I’d promised Bree I’d share it with her tomorrow, but I don’t think I can wait.”
I didn’t know who Bree was, but I was glad I was getting her share of the sweet treats. Montana got a delicious-looking cheesecake, topped with whole cherries, out of the refrigerator and cut a huge slice, before getting two forks out of the drawer. Then she walked over to the sofa and patted the space next to her. I didn’t need asking twice.
Our bodies were touching as we dug into the confection. After all the sushi I’d eaten, I hadn’t thought it possible to eat any more, but it turns out there was always room for pudding.
“Have you got any auditions this week?” Montana asked as she licked cherry sauce off her fork.
I couldn’t answer straight away as my eyes fixated on her actions. Seriously, what was she trying to do to me?
“Yeah, I’m up for an aftershave commercial against my friend Roman. He’ll probably get it though; I think they’re after the dark-and-rugged look.”
“That’s a shame. I prefer the blond, preppy version.” Her tongue slowly ran down the prongs of her fork.
I had to rearrange myself as my dick started to harden. This was crazy. Montana clearly had no idea what she was putting me through. Her eyes sparkled. Although maybe she did?
It was nearing ten at night, and I sadly glanced at the clock.
“I should go.”
Montana took the plate and fork from me, stood up, placed them on the side table, then straddled my lap on the couch. “You should, but I want you to stay.”
Everything started to move in slow motion as her lips crashed into mine. She tasted of cherries and cream, the sweetest thing. My hand found its way to the back of her neck, clutching a handful of her thick, lustrous, dark hair, smelling of apples. Montana grabbed my shoulders to steady herself as her tongue invaded my mouth. I pulled her closer to me, feeling her breasts crushed against my chest. We carried on kissing until I couldn’t take it any longer.
“Shall we take this into the other room?” I murmured, as we drew back to take a breath.
She nodded, as she reached for my hand and led me into the tiny bedroom. I don’t know why it was at that point I realised her apartment was the mirror of mine. The block would have been laid out in the same way. Maybe it was to calm myself and realise this was actually happening. And we both wanted it to.
Montana lay back on the bed, and I knelt between her legs, pulling her dress up and off. I took a second to appreciate her lingerie-clad body: a black push-up bra made the best out of her assets, and lacy Brazilian panties, cut high on her hips, appeared to elongate her legs. I knew I wanted those legs wrapped around me and I didn’t want to wait much longer.
Quickly I shed my shirt, jeans, socks and shoes, my dick pushing hard against the fly of my boxers. I leaned down again to kiss her, startled as I felt her hand caressing me through the material of my underpants. Clearly she didn’t believe in taking things slowly. After all, we’d only met properly that evening and things had progressed very quickly from there.
Who was I kidding? I wanted this almost from the instant I saw her. And now it was happening.If I didn’t get out of my pants soon, this was all going to be over embarrassingly quickly.
“Wait,” I breathed, even though waiting was the last thing I wanted to do. “I, um, don’t have any protection. Do you?”
Montana’s hand stopped and pulled away, providing me with a brief respite. She rummaged around in the drawer of her bedside table before finding the little foil packet. “Here. Now hurry up, because I want you inside of me right now.”
I didn’t need asking twice.
5
Montana
Iwoke to up find Will kissing the tip of my nose. Memories of the previous evening came flooding back to me and I wriggled with pleasure as he moved down to kiss my mouth.
