A Little Bit of Truth (Little Bits) (5 page)

It’s only eleven. I need to go. We need to go. Marie and I, I mean.

Screw this party full of false people we don’t know. If I don’t have my dick buried inside of her within the next ten minutes I’m going to cry. And I’m not a crying man, but it’s been over a year. Well, over a year since the last time I felt Marie’s pussy walls clenching around me.

And what a night that was. A complete accident, and I was a complete ass afterwards. It was a slam, bam, thank you ma’am kind of night.

We were chatting casually at her place, I can’t remember why I was there, but I’m glad I was. She made the first move, forever loving to be in control. Well, I should say she made the first leap because that’s what she did. She leapt, straight onto my dick and we rode each other for at least an hour. Normally I’d last longer but in between being buried in her tight channel and having her mouth wrapped around my cock, I lost my way and exploded with her third orgasm. Then, out of guilt and shame for screwing a close friend, I got up, kissed her shoulder and left.

Expecting her to be pissed at me, I didn’t call her for a couple of days and then my guilt skyrocketed. She didn’t deserve my treatment of her, so I grabbed food and coffee and showed up at her door. What shocked me more was the way she acted like it had never happened. That’s when the games began,
we started texting more, speaking more, hanging out together more. We never go more than three days without checking in on each other.

I’m glad to say she is a close friend. And soon to become friends with benefits. Starting now.
I can’t remember why I stopped her advances before. Sure she’s tried to persuade me back into her bed. I guess I knew she’d tire of me faster than I would have of her, so I wanted more than three nights. She wouldn’t give me that, I’ve now persuaded her.

Score to me.

“Time to go,” I slip my arm around Marie’s waist from behind and rest my chin on her shoulder. “Ladies.”

Summer looks fit to burst with excitement at the sight of my arm around Marie, she doesn’t seem to notice how stiff Marie is. Loryn smiles and Maya gives me a knowing smirk.

“I’m having fun,” Marie checks her nails again before turning her head so she can see my face close to hers. “
As you can clearly see.”

I nod and then state, “I really don’t care.”

“Stop giggling,” Marie scolds Summer who only giggles more. Loryn grips the arm of her happy friend, “Come on, let’s go back to your husband.” Summer follows, Maya stays, whispers something to Marie before patting me on the shoulder and racing to her husband.

Marie turns in my arms and glares, it’s cute.

“What?” I feign innocence and grip her hips possessively.

“This better be worth it,” she flips her hair in my face as she turns, my nostr
ils pick up the scent of coconut. Beautiful. And then I follow her out of the club, keeping my head down the entire way, while making sure to keep my dick shadowed by her ass. If anyone recognizes me the last thing I need is a picture of my bulging trousers all over the internet.

We hop into a cab as soon as we exit the building. Marie tells the driver her address before I pull her into my side and grab her hand. She doesn’t protest when I slip the top button of my pants open and cram her hand inside. In fact she takes over, rests her head on my chest so my left arm is around her. To anyone, the driver included we’d just look like cuddling lovers.

“We have five minutes before we get to my place,” she peeks up at me through thick lashes. “How much are you betting I can make you come by then?”

Not a chance. “You can try.”

And then her hand grips my dick, I stifle a groan and my eyes connect with the drivers.

He looks away, so do
I. I hope he doesn’t recognize me, he’s an older guy so he hopefully won’t. Or he might just think I’m a lookalike.

She squeezes tighter, my eyes flutter closed as I give into the sensations her hand is causing. “Babe,” I whisper when her other hand cups my balls through my jeans. Her hand continues to awkwardly, but brilliantly, rub my solid length, up and down. Her thumb swirls across the thick head
each time her hand comes up. This time I don’t bite back my groan. Fucking A… I forgot how good she was at this. There’s a possibility she might win. I can feel my balls tightening already.

“This is going to be easier than I thought,” she grins triumphantly as her hand starts pumping me frantically. “If I win…” She tastes my neck as my hands grip the seat. I gulp as sweat beads on my forehead and a spasm wracks through me. Tingling erupts deep within, starting at the tip of my cock with each swipe of her thumb before traveling through my stomach and back down to my tight balls. Shit, fuck, shit. “I want…” Hand up, hand down, balls gripped. Shudder. “You to…” her teeth latch onto the soft skin at the curve of my neck.
I don’t hear the rest of her request because I’m burning up, everything is burning. Shit, she’s winning.

I try to regain a small semblance of control but get nothing. My dick swells further.

Marie smiles and drops her bag on the ground, “Oh dear,” she sighs at the inconvenience and bends down to pick her bag up. In a flash her other hand is at my zipper and I feel the bite of the cool air on my cock. Right before I erupt: a warm, soft and wet mouth encases me. It sends me over, my hand grabs the back of her head as I cry out and pump my hips up into her face until I feel her nose against my hip and feel the back of her throat swallow the head.

My body spasms again and again as I spill every last ounce of my seed into her willing mouth. Throwing my head back I pump two more times
into her mouth until my dick softens on her tongue.

She swallow
s, I almost lose it again and then she tucks me away and places her bag on her lap. I catch the wide eyes of the cab driver and can’t resist giving him a satisfied smile. There’s no way he doesn’t know what just happened.

“You’re shaking,” Marie giggles against my neck.

“Yeah,” I agree because I am shaking. I think I’m still coming. Insane. The fact I’ve been drinking hasn’t helped my control, what’s worse is, now I feel exhausted. Like all of my energy spilled out with my seed. Coffee, that’s what I need, coffee.

That had to have been the most erotic thing I have ever witnessed in my life. Having Jacob writhe beneath me until his entire body shook with his orgasm. The way he lost control and cried out sends tingles down my spine. To say I’m wet would be an understatement.

Jacob helps me out of the cab, I let him pay. I’m anything if not an old fashioned girl who appreciates a paying gentleman. Besides, Jacob’s bank balance is definitely a lot higher than mine and I did just swallow… that’s earned me a paid for cab.

“Coffee,” Jacob grumbles, takes my hand and leads me up the stone steps to my apartment. I push the door open after twisting the key and kick my shoes off as soon as I step inside. “Kitchen.” He walks past me like a zombie and the hallway fills with light from the kitchen. I hea
r clattering as he fills two cups. “Jesus Marie,” he chuckles when I wrap my arms around him from behind and cup his groin with both hands. “I think you just killed me.”

“What a way to go,” I grin and bite his shoulder. “Hurry up, I’m ready for night number one of our agreed nine nights.”

He hands me my coffee, I sip it as his eyes scan my face. “You just jerked me off and swallowed my junk in the back of a cab.”

That I did. “Yep.”

“You’re fucking crazy.”

“Yep.”

He gulps his drink and slams the cup on the side, his eyes never leaving mine. “Round two?”

Grinning wickedly I add, “Followed by three and four.”

“Right, I’ll go and… get ready then,” he rubs his eyes and pads into the hall as I quickly wash the cups and wipe down the sides.

“Jacob?” I step into my room, where Jacob shouldn’t be, but the spare room,
(which used to be Loryn’s and is now Jacob’s for the night), is empty. My ears pick up on the faint snoring coming from a lump on the bed. “You have got to be fucking kidding me?” He’s asleep?

I take note of his clothes on the ground and laugh quietly before tugging the thick dark brown blanket from over his head. Mouth hanging open, eyelashes quivering, chest rising
and falling, arms spread out across the mattress. This is how Jacob is lying, fast asleep in my bed. With a sigh I slip the dress over my head and climb into bed beside him.

Note to self. Don’t give Jacob
an awesome jerk off session in a car before getting the chance to bump the nasties. It will kill him.

With another laugh
, I turn to face the sleeping handsome male in my bed, lean forward and press my lips to his eyebrow, then I tuck my hands under my cheek and close my eyes.

There’s heat, and a lot of it, nuzzling against my erect member. I push forward and feel the warm, wet sponginess of Marie’s folds against me.

I’m guessing my five minute nap turned into a coma.

Grey light spills in through the blinds that cover the large window. The clock on the nightstand tells me it’s almost five thirty in the morning. I’m practically sprawled out on top of Marie who is fast asleep on her stomach. My dick has decided to escape the confines of my boxers and is seeking her wet core. I don’t blame it, so fucking warm. So fucking wet. I almost forgot she didn’t wear panties last night and I’m happy she clearly felt no need to put some on before climbing in bed with me.

Awesome.

I move over her and press my hips into her soft ass cheeks, my cock twitches as it rubs against her bare lips before slipping between them. Shit.

“Wake up babe,” I say and kiss the curve of her shoulder before pressing against her again. She doesn’t stir and I’m starting to feel like a pervert but her delectable body is far too much for a mere man like myself to resist. “Babe?” I drop my head to hers so I feel her warm breath from her squished lips against my cheek.

My hips press against her again, and again until my length reaches its full potential. One of my hands slips under her naval before traveling down and finding her clit. She’s drenched, I have no control left. My mind looks back on our little happening in the cab, on the way back to her place.

Groan.
Now I’m really fucking horny.

“Babe,” I practically plead as I press my chest to her back and hump her again. There’s no way I can resist now. I have to have her. “Wake up. Marie.” She doesn’t even flinch. Shit.

Cells sing in my body as I grind against her, promising myself not to take this creepy event any further than it’s already gone. She’s sleeping, I should make more of an effort to wake her up but she might stop me and I need release. Marie likes control, she likes to take charge, so I don’t think she’ll like the fact I’m working myself to orgasm with her sleeping body.

I keep telling myself I’m going to stop soon, but part of me knows I’m lying my ass off.

Stop?

How can I stop when her wet pussy calls to me so eagerly? Even in her sleep she’s wet and ready just for me.

With a shake of my head I pull back until I’m on my calves and bite my lower lip. Then I raise my hand and hit her right ass cheek with my palm. She grunts but doesn’t wake.

Crazy. This shit is crazy. I chew my lip even more as I grab a pillow from under her head and carefully slip it under her hips to raise her ass a little bit more. O
nly so I can sink into her easily.

“Marie,” I beg and shake her arm. Nothing. I’m not even trying hard to wake her up. This is so wrong.

What makes this fucked up situation worse is the fact I’ve shuffled closer to her and the head of my dick is sliding inside her tight channel. I stop after the head pops in and grip myself with my hand. No, I’m not going to violate her like this. I’ll just jerk myself off.

So with one hand teasing her clit I violently pump myself, the head of me still in her core. The rest of me being stroked by my own hand. She moans, I groan. Then she shifts in her slumber and more of me sinks into her. Christ.

“Marie baby,” I pant. “I really need you to wake up now.”

My hand furiously works at myself but it’s not enough, I lose my inner battle, or maybe I win… I can’t be certain. Repositioning my body so my chest is against her back, I bury my face into her hair and slam home.

“Fuck,” is a word said deeply around a groan as I feel somethin
g thick, swollen and rock hard sink into me from behind. “Fuck baby I’m sorry.” I blink myself awake as fingers squeeze my clit and hips slam frantically into me from behind. The front of my hips are propped up on a pillow.

My insides quiver
and burn as his hand torments my sensitive nub and his cock pistons in and out of me. All the while he grunts and apologizes, his body tense as if hating himself for what he’s doing but enjoying it too much to stop.

I don’t care about his reservations, what a way to wake up.

Unfortunately for him I need more, I need deeper. So I push back against him with a cry of my own until my ass is in the air and Jacob is kneeling behind me.