“Wicked….” I tugged on his hair. “It’s too risky to do this here.” It was. But god I wanted him to carry on licking and sucking at me. His mouth was pure heaven.
“I don’t care.” He sucked me into his mouth hard, and my head fell back with a bang. If he didn’t care then why should I?
“Cum for me Chelsea. So I know you are still mine.”
***
I came hard. There was barely any build up. One second Wickeds wicked mouth was sending a spreading warmth through my body and the next I exploded like a rocket taking off.
“Fuck.” Wicked swiped his tongue around me. “Fuck I want to taste you more.”
I could barely think straight, Hell I could barely stand up unaided. I wanted more of the magic though. More of his mouth on me. But I couldn’t have more with my legs trapped by my shorts.
“Go and shower Chelsea. I have to go and at least be seen to leave here. But I won’t be long…” standing his lips slid over mine. I could taste myself on his tongue, see my wetness making his lips shine. “Fuck I hate leaving you.”
“Don’t be long then.” Leaning my forehead against his I closed my eyes. “Please don’t be long.” Suddenly I was feeling unsure. I didn’t know what came over me. I just knew I didn’t want him to leave.
He must have seen it in my face. His arms tightened around me. “How about I just put the bike in the garage and you go up and make yourself comfortable?” His eyes shone. “And by comfortable, I mean naked Chelsea.”
I didn’t waste any time heading up the stairs. If he wanted me naked and waiting for him then that’s what I would be.
In fact, I wouldn’t just be naked. I would give Wicked a show he would never forget.
My room was a mess, clothes strewn all over the floor but I didn't have time to worry about it. I knew Wicked wouldn’t be long. Kicking most of the mess into the corner behind the door I turned towards the bed.
I didn’t know why I was nervous. We had been together plenty of times. But I had never done anything like I had planned. Still, I knew he would enjoy it. Hell, I was praying that he would more than enjoy it. I hoped it would drive him insane.
Pulling my hair from its ponytail I shook it down around my shoulders. There wasn’t any time for makeup and sexy underwear, which was a shame.
The click of the back door made me jump. My nerves making my heart beat just a little to fast.
This was it.
Showtime.
Chapter Sixteen
Wicked
Damn.
I expected her to be naked when I got back because that’s what I had told her to do but I hadn’t expected her to be laying on her bed, her hair around her shoulders like some sexy halo and her hand between her thighs.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Hell, I couldn’t even breath as I watched her trail her finger through her wetness.
“Having fun without me baby?” Crossing my arms about my chest I leant heavily on the door frame.
If she wanted me to watch her who was I to say no?
Her eyes fluttered. And her pouty mouth fell open in a small moan. My cock jumped to attention at the sight and sound of her. I had seen women get themselves off before but none of them was Chelsea.
She was enjoying touching herself. And it surprised her. Hadn’t she ever touched herself before? Or maybe it was the fact that she had never done it in front of anyone else before?
“Baby, do you feel good?”
Her eyes flew open. For a second she looked shocked. Like she had forgotten I was there. It made me smile.
Not the fact that she had forgotten but because she had, just for a second lost herself in the pleasure. If I had my way she would be lost the entire weekend.