I debated asking him to my place, but I don’t have the power to leave if I want. Well, I could but then I’d leave him at my place and nah I am good. I notice Trevor is walking, and I walk, almost skipping to catch up, I link my arm in his and I let him guide me to the next destination. The streetlamp flickers and as the darkness takes over, I stop moving and I tug on his arm. He turns to look at me with a confused look, and I take that moment and I lean up and kiss him on the left side of his face. As I go to pull away, he takes his hands and cups my face and kisses me.
I part my lips inviting him in, and I feel his tongue meet mine. I can’t help but smile a little as I kiss him back, my right hand trailing up his back as my left hand finds his hip.
The street light flickers back on and he looks down at me, his dark eyes saying so much as he trails his fingers down my bare arms, causing me to shiver under his touch.
“Um, I live down the road, would you like to come up for a drink or I can find you a ride if you wish to leave”. He says while his fingers trace up and down my arm almost automatically.
“A drink sounds lovely” I say as my right hand finds his left hand and our fingers interlock. I let him lead me down a side road, and we take a left, towards an Apartment building. He takes his free hand and pulls out his keys out his pocket and unlocks the door. I make my way inside and follow his lead as he sets his keys and wallet down and gestures for me to leave my purse and heels by the door.
“Cute place!” I say while modestly looking around not wanting to make him feel uneasy.
Next thing I know my back is to the wall and his mouth is trailing kisses down my exposed neck, I forget about the drink he promised and find my hands pulling the tucked in shirt out, this quickens the kisses and I take that as an okay to undo the first button on his flannel.
“If at any point you wish to stop, please tell me and we will go get the bottle”. He says in my ear in a near whisper.
Not a chance I say to myself. And My lips find his, as his hand finds the zipper, on the small of my back.
As the small fabric hits the floor, Trevor backs up and looks slowly from my eyes to my legs and backup to my eyes. This time his eyes are darker, and before I can shy away, he pulls me away from the wall and into what I can only assure is his room.
I undo the last of the buttons and I push Trevor’s shirt to the floor, which he follows up with by removing his undershirt leaving him in his caramel color khakis. The site alone is enough to turn me on and I was already turned on. Hell, I was turned on when he told me “it is now” back at the bar.
I tell him not to move as I undo the bra that matches the lace thong, and as both fall to the floor, I look at him. He licks his bottom lip and takes his belt off in one swift go. I feel my pulse speed up as he goes down to only black briefs. I can see the outline of an impressive dick, and the heat between my legs gets even warmer.
Trevor then grabs his phone and turns on soft music before lifting me up and laying me down on my back, his fingers trail down my body and he squeezes my thigh, I shift my right leg just enough to invite his touch to move where I want. I can feel the need and desire rise as his fingers tickle the inside of my thighs. As he feels my warmth my hips gently arch up in response. My nails dig in his back a little deeper as he fingers my clit.
“Fuckk” is all I can say as he adds two fingers.
I pull his boxers out from his pulsing erection and begin to pull them down and use my foot to push them all the way down gently creasing his leg as I do so. He then kisses me deeply, with a sense of hunger. He teases me a little while longer, before he grabs the condom from the nightstand. As he does this, I take a peek and damn, he looks so good, is all I can think.
He grabs my waist and pulls me to the edge of the bed; the height is perfect, and I open my legs as a response to what he is asking. As he enters me, I lean back and all the stress of today melts away as he once again finds my clit with his thumb that seems to work in tandem with each thrust of the hips. I know my body well enough to know I am going to cum more than once. I lean forward and as my lips find his, my hand cups his balls and gently massage.
This gets a moan from him as he dives in deeper, I slide back on the bed and ask him to lay down, he does as he is told and I get on top, I guide him back inside as I rock my hips that the base of his shaft rubs me just the way I need. I notice he doesn’t keep his eyes closed long, and he learns up and I wrap my legs around him still rocking back and forth. His mouth finds my nipple as his hand grabs the other exposed breast. He sucks and bites before switching his hand and mouth. At this point I don’t really care what he does, I just don’t want him to stop. The way my body responds to his touch makes me laugh to myself that I was worried about a jacket just a few hours ago, and now my insides are being filled by a man I met only hours ago.
Several climaxes later, he slides out and throws the condom away.
I stand up and ask him to follow me, this gets a laugh from him as he says, “oh now you know your way around my place, that didn’t take long.”
I smile and tell him to “hush”. As I make my way to the shower, and I give him a look that says everything that needs to be said. I watch as Trevor opens the small door on the wall behind him and pulls out a towel and places it to the open towel rack.
I find myself not so much wanting to look ‘sexy under the water’ and more so just feeling myself standing under the water as he makes me feel safe to do so. We take turns washing off the salty taste to our skin.
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As I get out and dry off, he leaves the room and comes back with a few shirts and sweatpants. “I wasn’t sure what you like to wear so I grabbed a few,” he says as he puts them on the bathroom vanity.
Damn, seriously like how the fuck was I at a bar only a few hours ago wondering what your name is and now here you are asking if I want to wear your clothes and if so which one. I grab the clearly well-loved band T shirt and black drawstring sweats and get dressed as he puts on a pair of blue gym shorts.
“Where is the bottle?” I say as I walk out of the bathroom.
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I open my eyes and it takes me a second to recall where I am, as the memories of last night and early morning come rushing back to me. I look to my right, and I see Trevor curled up next to me still lost in sleep. I take that moment to close my eyes and take in the silence as I know things are going to change.
I started my day yesterday just wanting to feel the attention from a man and to get my needs taken care of, if lucky enough. As I felt in a rut and wanted to know what it felt like to be desired and wanted. If that got me a man, then so be it. I never put much thought into it beyond that as I saw myself leaving the bar with a number and a flirty text to send when I got in my own bed, and in my own clothes.