I hadn't stopped thinking about our night together. I'd never stop thinking about that night. I wrapped my fingers around the base of his thick cock and brought my lips to his tip. My eyes didn't leave his as I slowly took him into my mouth. I pressed my lips together as hard as I could as I slid down his length.
His hand gripped the kitchen counter.
I moved my lips up and down his erection. "Is that good?" I asked as I pulled him out of my mouth. I looked up at him as I licked the side of his cock and cupped his balls in my hand. He didn't need to answer. It was written all over his face. Pure bliss. And seeing him like that made me want him so badly. I pressed my legs together.
"Or maybe you like this?" I brought him back to my mouth and went all the way down, pressing his tip against my throat.
"Fuck, Keira," he groaned.
I smiled and moved my mouth faster, up and down his length. His fingers tangled in my hair as he started guiding me. He had done this before. With anyone else, it would have bothered me. But when he fucked my mouth, all I could do was beg for more.
He groaned again.
I loved that sound. I reached up and touched his abs. Everything about him was so sexy. I wanted to be back in his bed, blindfolded, begging for more. But that wasn't the plan. I pulled my hand back down.
His fingers tightened in my hair as he went faster and faster. I felt his dick pulsate and then his warm liquid shot into the back of my mouth. It was sweet yet salty at the same time. And I loved it. I was as addicted to his taste as I was to the smell of him. I drank him down greedily.
"So, how was that?" I wiped the side of my mouth with my finger and slid it into my mouth as I stood up.
He lifted me up, set me on the counter, and spread my thighs with his strong hands. Everything below my waistline clench. I wanted him so badly.
His eyes locked with mine as he moved between my legs and pushed my tank top up. The feeling of his fingers pressing against my skin made my head spin.
"Rory," I said and placed my hand on his chest. Just say you want more. Say the words. Please. I didn't want to have to play games anymore. Say it!
"Keira." He gave me one of his heart stopping smiles and put his hands on both sides of my face. He leaned forward to kiss me.
Stick to the plan. "Dude, what the hell?!" My own words made me wince.
"What?" He sounded confused.
I took a deep breath and tried to clear my head. "Why do you have to make everything so weird? I have a date tonight. I just wanted your opinion..."
"Screw your date." He leaned forward again.
"You think I should screw him on the second date? I was just going to give him head. That's why I was practicing on you."
"No, I meant skip it."
"Rory, I'm not sleeping with you. Like you said, one night stands aren't really my thing. You were completely right. I didn't realize what I was getting myself into. I need something more."
He didn't say anything.
Say something! I pleaded with him with my eyes. Say something, damn it! But he just stood there, with his hands on my face.
"So I'm going on my date tonight." I pushed his hands off the side of my face and pulled my shirt back down. "But first I have some work to do." I hopped off the kitchen counter and walked over to the front door.
"Can we at least talk about this?"
"There really isn't anything to talk about. I'm not going to sleep with someone who won't even take me out on a date." Please get the hint. Ask me out. Please! I wrapped my hand around the doorknob.
He ran his hand though his hair. "Where are you going?"
"To the office." It wasn't a lie. I needed to talk to Judy. She should have told me if my picture was going to be printed in the paper. "Thanks for breakfast," I said as I looked down at his cock. I bit my lip and quickly closed the door behind me before I could give in to my desires.
***
I sat down on a bench outside my office building and put my face in my hands. All Rory had to say was that it could be more. All I needed were those words. And more could have meant anything at this point. I just didn't want it to