Hustle Me (Bank Shot Romance #1)(34)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I caught her gazing at me, with those needy eyes. “I want to taste you, Charlie.” I kissed her inner thigh, working my way in between her legs. She leaned up on her elbows to watch my every move.

My tongue ran over her lace panties causing her to shiver as I made first contact. I started low and licked my way over her panties again, getting the outside just as wet as I knew the inside was. The more I licked on that lace, the more the fabric was pushing in between her pu**y lips. I was starting to be able to taste her through the fabric and that mixed with the sight of her sprawled out on the pool table was enough for me to want to come in my pants. I took one of my hands and slid the lace to the side, so I was able to slide my tongue across her smooth pu**y. Her skin was warm and her musky taste left me unable to stop licking her. When my tongue reached her tiny little clit, she jerked back, moaning loudly. I wrapped my arms around both of her legs and threw them over my shoulders, before going back to my task at hand. The more I licked at her clit, the more she reacted.

The strange thing was that I didn’t do this. Sure, it was an ass**le move, because I slept with lots of chicks, but this was more personal and I’d never had the desire to do it with any of them. However, Charlie was obviously in a different category than them. I couldn’t get enough of her and had thought about her constantly since we’d first met. Tasting her and feeling her hot sex against my mouth reminded me of that. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but this was just reiterating the fact that this girl did things to me that no other women had been able to do. She made me care about something other than myself.

I hardened my tongue and flicked her little clit over and over again. Each time my tongue reached the top, her body would jerk against my face. I got off on just knowing I was making her feel the way she was. Charlie was so turned on that my chin was wet with her eagerness. The more I licked her, the more I imagined sliding right inside of that wet pu**y.

I pulled away from her and removed her panties from her body. Now that I no longer had to push them to the side, I could focus completely on making her come. I traced my fingers over her wet pu**y, sliding the wetness up and down those little lips. The wetter they got, the more I wanted to lick them. It was like I was craving the taste of her pu**y. I leaned in and licked up her lips before sliding two fingers around her entrance. She gasped as they punctured through and slid deep inside of her. My fingers were immediately lubricated and I tugged them all out, before shoving them back in. “Please, don’t stop,” she cried.

“Does it feel good, baby?”

She moaned again and tried her hardest to keep her eyes open long enough to watch my fingers sliding back inside of her again. “Mmm,” she licked her lips and watched me again. This time I stuck out my tongue and teased her clit once more. When she began to buck her body, I licked it again, this time flicking it hard with my tongue, while I pushed my fingers deeper inside of her. I could feel that little pu**y tightening around my fingers, so I kept pushing them in and out, while I teased her clit. “Oh…I’m coming, oh it feels so good. Please don’t you dare stop. Please don’t…” She bucked her ass off of the felt and cried out again.

When she finally relaxed, I removed my fingers. Charlie leaned in and grabbed me by the wrist. She looked right into my eyes as she licked my finger and then began sucking it between her lips. It was so f**king sexy and I couldn’t stop watching her. I needed to be inside of that swollen pu**y before I nutted right in my damn pants. I removed my finger and tugged her by her legs, so that her ass was half hanging off the table. I used both hands to get my pants down and thrusted my hard dick right inside of her. God, she felt so f**king amazing. I moved slow at first, but as I picked up the pace, I grabbed her legs and put them on either shoulder. My hands played with each of her ni**les and the more I watched myself tracing those perfect tips, the closer I got to release.

I thrusted deeper with each movement and each time little moans escaped her. “I’m close, Charlie. I’m so close.”

“Fuck me harder. Pleeaassee.”

She slid her hands underneath of mine and started playing with her own tits, pulling at her ni**les while she watched me f**king her. I had to close my eyes so many times to keep it lasting longer. She was so f**king sexy; so naturally perfect that I couldn’t get enough. I could feel my release coming and as I filled her, we both cried out again. Charlie’s legs fell down to my sides and I leaned in to kiss her sweet lips again. Her tongue met mine and at the same time I think the reality of what we’d just done set in.

She sat up, forcing me to stand. I was still inside of her and I knew exactly what those freaked out eyes were for. “Charlie, I…Oh God, I’m so sorry.” I pulled out of her and reached down to grab my shirt and stick it between her legs. The reminder of what I’d done was already starting to leak out. She put her hands over her face and said nothing.

I kissed the top of her head and held my mouth there. “Charlie, I swear to God that I have never done that before. I’m always so safe. I…I don’t know what happened. I’m clean, I swear. I got tested like three months ago, just to be sure.”

I started pacing around the table while still naked. My hands went into my hair. “Fuck!”

I felt her hands reach around my waist and realized she was no longer lying on the table. Her naked chest and her face were pressed against my back. I intertwined my fingers into hers at my waist. “We both got carried away, Jammer. It’s not just your fault.”

I turned around and cupped my hands over her face. “Charlie, you’re just so different. I can’t get you out of my head. I can’t get enough of you.”

She smiled and looked surprised. “Jammer, I know you aren’t staying. You don’t have to explain yourself.”

Was she right? Could I just walk away and move on from something that felt so damn right? “Tell me to stay.”

She traced the tattoo on my arm. “You don’t want that. I can’t ask that.”

I looked right into those beautiful eyes of hers. “Tell me to stay, Charlie.”

“Is that what you really want? You want to live on top of a bar with a f**ked up mood swinging girlfriend and a kid that isn’t your responsibility? This isn’t you.”

“It’s more of a home than you know. Look, I’m not talking about forever, but for right now, I can’t walk away. Tell me, Charlie.” I pressed my lips lightly against hers, preparing myself for yet another moment of rejection.