Fallacy (Apprehensive Duet Book 1) (2 page)

I watch as a very attractive guy pulls Ashley into a hug. I can’t put my finger on it, but something about this guy holds my attention. I watch as he instigates his friend by messing with Ashley. I rake my eyes down his body, taking in the way his green V-neck shirt clings to his well-defined arms. His jeans are form fitted, accentuating his ample ass. His dirty blonde hair is cut low on the sides and is a little crazy on top. The light scruff on his face would feel superb on the inside of my thighs. I only have a side profile of him, but I like what I see.

My thoughts of sweet thigh burn are interrupted when I hear Ashely. “Quinn, my love, wanna come with me to the ladies’ room?"

I don’t get to respond before Mr. Delicious asks, "Why on Earth do ladies always need a friend to piss with them? I’ve never understood why you can’t go alone."

"Because we can’t talk about who we think has the bigger dick in front of you guys. Wouldn’t want any bruised egos," I smirk. Sarcasm is my native language.

"No need to go all the way to the bathroom to discuss that. We can whip out our dicks and show you right now. No need to waste your time debating. I win, hands down. Sorry, Tag, but I got this one. Wanna swing your fine ass over this way now, Ashley? No need to spend any more time on Little Dick here." Sexy and confident—my favorite combo in a man. Not to mention he has a sense of humor.

"If you need to announce you have the bigger dick, then it means you don’t. Probably barely six inches. Guys with big dicks never need to advertise. They let their cocks speak for themselves." I challenge him, and we just stare at each other until he breaks out into a full-blown laugh.

"Damn, woman. I think I just fell in love. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely be proving to you my cock can speak for himself, and he’s absolutely bigger than six inches." It’s always good when a guy can give as good as he gets. Good thing for him I also can give as good as I get—in multiple aspects of life. I plan on showing him as much as soon as I see what Ashley dilemma is. Girls only ask you to go to the bathroom to talk about something.

"Yup, sure, that’s what they all say, sugar. Let’s go, Ash." I grab her hand and drag her off. I want to get her shit dealt with so I can get back to this fine specimen.

Mr. Delicious is nowhere to be found when we get back from the bathroom, and I want to punch Ash for being such a cunt block. She just fucked up my night with her stupid meltdown. That man was fine as fuck and has probably already found a new chick for the evening. I look around the small, dark area to see if I can spot him up here. That’s as far as I’ll go. I may want to ride his dick, but I’m not chasing him through the club. I don’t see him, and I find myself extremely irritable because of it.

I catch the tail end of Ashley saying she needs another drink. Bitch better get drunk and laid, especially since she fucked up my chances with Superstar’s friend.

I need to break away and have my own fun. These two are boring me. They’re bickering back and forth, and I can’t stand it anymore, so I spell the night out for Tanner. "I told my Ash here she needs to loosen up, have fun, and find a hot man to help her with her plumbing problem. I still need to find my own bed-warmer for the night."

My senses go on immediate alert as soon as I feel a warm body press against me, my mood skyrocketing several levels. Then he speaks and my hairs stand on end. “Look no further, angel. I’m right here and I’m already in love with you, so it only makes sense you take me home. Let me show you how amazing and large my cock really is." Maybe there’s still hope to finish my night under this man after all.

"Hmm, might take you up on that, sugar." I lead him to the dance floor downstairs, away from everyone.

Lowering his mouth to my ear, he asks, “Do you have a name or should I continue to call you ‘Angel’ all night?” His hot breath spreads across my neck and shoulder as he speaks.

“It’s Quinn, but I honestly don’t give a shit what you call me. What would you like me to scream out later when you’re showing me how amazing your cock is?” I ask using the same tactic he did, leaning close to speak near his ear.

“Shit,” I hear him hiss. “It’s Alex.”

“Well, Alex, show me what you’re working with,” I say as I spin and start dancing.

Alex doesn’t hesitate to place his hands on my hips and pull me against him. His hips mold to mine as he moves in perfect synchronization with me. Song after song, I lose myself in the sensations coursing through my body. My body hot in every place he touches me and cold in all the places he doesn’t. Leaning my head back against his chest, I raise both of my arms over his shoulders, interlocking my fingers behind his neck. The tempo of the music is too perfect for a slow, seductive dance between the two of us as everything else fades away.

“Are you ready to continue this party elsewhere?” Alex asks grinding his very hard erection into my back.

“What did you have in mind?” I ask coyly.

“You spread out over every surface of my apartment,” he replies before planting an open-mouthed kiss on my shoulder.

“Hope you have a large apartment because I’m not a girl who is easily satisfied,” I say, rolling my neck further giving him room to work with.

Licking my neck, he whispers, “One hundred percent satisfaction guaranteed.”

“We’ll see, sugar. We’ll see,” I tell him as I pull out my phone to text my driver for the evening I’m ready to leave. I watch Alex pull his phone out as well; I’m guessing to tell the group he’s leaving. He slides his phone back into his pocket just as I finish mine. “My driver’s outside. Do you have a car to worry about?”

“No,” he smiles. “Let’s get out of here.”

Thank God the constant traffic from the city to Jersey doesn’t apply at two in the morning. There’s only so much teasing, licking, and groping a girl can take before she explodes. Normally, I wouldn’t be opposed to some road head, giving or receiving, but the creepy ass driver my car company gave me tonight is like a bucket of ice water to the mood. I feel as if he spends more time trying to catch a nip slip—or a glimpse of Alex’s dick, I’m not sure—than he does focusing on the road. Thirty minutes of that weirdo is enough.

“Now that we don’t have an audience, how about we get down to the satisfaction I was promised,” I say the moment Alex closes his apartment door. I drop to my knees, not even caring about the hardness of the wood flooring, and undo his belt.

“You don’t waste any time, do you?” he asks as I pop the button of his jeans.

“You can give me the tour as we fuck our way through the place,” I say before taking his dick into my mouth.
Definitely more than six inches,
I think as I gag. Relaxing my throat muscles, I take a deep breath and bury Alex’s cock in my mouth. His happy trail tickles my nose as it hits his stomach.

“Fuck, angel. That’s it. Take it deep,” he says, threading his hands through my hair. He pulls it back with enough force to tilt my head up, forcing me to look at him as I suck his dick. The look of pure sexual attraction in his eyes causes an immediate flood in my barely-there panties. Fuck me, he’s hot.

The club lighting didn’t do this man any justice whatsoever. Without the multicolored lights, I can see his features more clearly. What amazing features they are. He has the most captivating hazel eyes I have ever seen. Forest green and gold swirled together oozing nothing but pure desire—desire for me. The gold frame of the picture on the wall behind him is making different colors in them more pronounced. He has a strong, narrow jaw further defined by chiseled cheekbones. And those full lips look like they could probably cover my entire pussy. The light scruff of his beard is the icing on the cake.

“If you fuck anything like you suck, we’re both in for an incredible night,” he tells me before lifting me from the ground and invading my mouth with his tongue.

Pulling my mouth from his, I say, “How about we start the night with my pussy all over your face?”

“A woman who knows what she wants,” he murmurs as he unties the straps holding my dress up and slides it down until it’s pooled at my feet.

As I make to kick off my shoes, Alex stops me. “Leave them on. When I throw those gorgeous legs over my shoulders, I want to feel them digging into my back as I make you scream with my tongue.”

“How about we make that happen then?” I reply, strutting to the black leather couch situated in the middle of the living room.

I hear his pants hit the ground as I lay across the soft leather of the sofa. Draping one leg over the arm, I find my clit under my G-string and begin to rub. The shuffling continues behind me, but I close my eyes and stay focused on myself.

“Shit, that’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.” I open my eyes and find Alex standing in front of me, his dick in his hand, stroking his very impressive length. Long and thick, it looks like it could hit all the right spots.

I slide my panties to the side, giving him a full frontal of my pussy and dip my finger inside. My eyes close again and a moan slips past my lips. I’ll allow this little show to go on for a tiny bit longer, but I came here to fuck. Playing with my pussy is something I can do anytime I want, but I can’t fuck myself. If I could, life would be a lot easier.

It seems like Alex and I are on the same page because he doesn’t waste much time dropping to his knees in front of me. He pushes the coffee table back giving himself some room to work with, then grips my panties and pulls, tearing what little material was there in two. Swatting my hand out of his way, he dives full force into my pussy.

“Fuck,” I call out as his tongue swipes over every inch of me. He laps at me before pulling my clit into his mouth and sucking hard. “Yessss.”

“Mmm,” he murmurs against my nub sending vibrations through my core. Pushing my legs open wider, Alex pulls away and stares down at my pussy before licking from top to bottom in slow torturous fashion. Before I can even voice my complaints regarding his change of pace, he thrusts his tongue into my opening and devours me from the inside out. “Fuck, you taste incredible.”

Not bothering with words, I thrust my hips up and grind on his face, fucking myself with his tongue. I’ve never been one to let people fuck me, rather doing the fucking myself, ensuring I get my pleasure for the evening.

My orgasm is brewing on the horizon, and I want it now. Bucking against him, I relentlessly grind my pussy against his lips, tongue, and teeth. Let’s not forget the scruff giving me the most amazing burn on my thighs.

Crying out as my release hits hard and fast, I continue riding Alex’s face until the last wave of pleasure subsides, “Yes, yes, yes.”

“You’re fucking amazing,” Alex beams as he wipes my wetness from his lips.

Getting up on my knees, I lean over the side of the couch, ass up in the air, and grin, “I’d be even more amazing with your cock in me.”

“That can be arranged,” he replies before smacking my ass, the sound echoing throughout the room.

Reaching back, I spread myself open for him as he gets into position behind me. I hear the rustling of the condom and spitting before the couch dips, and he nudges my entrance. With a surprisingly gentle touch, he pushes me down further on the sofa until my face is resting comfortably on the cushion. Then he drives himself into me, his balls slapping my clit as he bottoms out.

“FUCK!” I scream. His gentle nudge of my slit threw me off. I wasn’t prepared for the full blown cock invasion. But fuck if I don’t love it!

“God damn, you are an angel. A naughty, dirty angel whose pussy is fucking heaven but hot as hell,” he grunts as he drags himself out completely, only to thrust back in again over and over. He completely removes himself before every thrust, igniting every nerve ending I have. My pussy is sopping wet, juices running down my thighs, calming the burning from fucking his face earlier.

“Harder,” I moan as I slip my hand down to rub my clit. My fingers glide right through the wet swollen flesh just as Alex finds the magic spot not every man can hit.

“Yes, right there. Right there,” I squeal as the intensity increases.

Pulling my hair back so he can reach my ear he groans, “Like that? Did I find the spot you like?”

“God, yes! Don’t stop!” I moan feeling another release approaching fast.

“Fuck, you feel so good. I can feel it coming; your pussy is squeezing my cock just right.” He squeezes my hips harder and pumps into me as if it’s our last day on Earth.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” I scream as I come so hard my vision blurs and all sounds of the amazing sex fade out. All I can focus on is the pleasure coursing through my body.

“Shit!” I vaguely hear Alex come through my pleasure haze. My body goes limp as the adrenaline fades, but I don’t move. I can’t. My whole body is Jell-O.

“Hope you’re not tiring out on me,” he chuckles behind me. “That was only round one.”

I have a feeling I’m going to have a hard time sitting for the next few days.