breaking off to go to our own room.
"Takes you thirty minutes to freshen up, bro?" Dade teased.
"Oh no, that only takes five minutes. It's the servicing of my woman that takes the other twenty-five," I bragged and Sunshine's hand connected with my gut causing me to double over in pain and laughter.
"Ouch, baby, why'd you do that?"
"Service your woman? Did you forget your woman is standing right here? You can talk manly like that at the station but not with me." She could pretend to be pissed and modest all she wanted. She'd get over it when we got to the room.
"Burn, bro. So does that mean five minutes?" Dade teased, laughing as he walked away.
"Fuck off, Dade. Go handle your business, I'll handle Matt," she hollered back at Dade.
"You tell him, Sunny. See ya in a little bit," Trish said as she and Ronin went to their own room.
"Come on, Casanova." Grabbing my hand, she pulled me behind her into our room. As soon as the door closed I pulled her into me, covering her mouth with mine. She tried to push away, playing slightly hard to get. I like it when she acts like she's not interested.
"Uh uh, you're not servicing this." She grabbed her bag and started unpacking, leaving me standing there with a stunned look on my face. My hand came up to cover my heart as if she'd just mortally wounded me. I feigned injury as I fell onto the bed.
"You kill me," I said dramatically, calling her out on her bullshit and playing her own game against her. She couldn’t resist me when I was being all charming and shit.
"You're still breathing." She turned away, putting her clothes in the drawer knowing she wouldn’t be able to resist me much longer. She should have never told me how sexy it was when I was playful with her. She should have known I'd put it in my arsenal of weaponry against her.
"I'm about to take my last breath. Better come breathe some life into me." I suck in a huge gulp of air and held my breath. She turned and shot daggers at me, to which I responded by closing my eyes. It doesn't take long before I felt her body covering mine, straddling my torso. Her breasts pushed down on my chest and her mouth covered mine. I could taste the peppermint of her gum mixed with the fruitiness of her lip gloss. The taste was intoxicating. I moaned into her kiss, reaching my hands up around her waist.
"You've been resurrected," she whispered between kisses.
"Thanks for bringing me back to life, baby. Only you have the power to do that." I wound my hand through her hair, pulling her face back down to mine, needing to taste more of her. She ground her hips into my groin causing an uncomfortable strain against my jeans. "This shirt is in my way," I declared, hastily pulling it over her head. "And these jeans. Fuck, babe, they make your ass look delicious, but they're in my way." My mouth turned up, flashing her that sexy smile that melted her heart and her panties. Her words. My fingers worked quickly, undoing the button then the zipper. As soon as the zipper was down, I helped her wiggle out of them, discarding the fabric that posed as a barrier between my skin and hers. Her panties and bra were discarded next before I clumsily got undressed. The second our bodies were skin to skin I flipped her over, taking control.
My hands grabbed her arms, holding them above her head while my mouth dipped down, nibbling her neck then her breasts. "Mmm," she moaned. Her hips thrust up towards me, begging me to give her what she wanted. The position I held her in left her helpless. With her arms pinned up and her legs spread apart by my own, she was solely at my mercy, only able to beg for what she craved. Me.
"Not very patient are you?" I teased.
"Not when I'm waiting to feel your cock inside of me. Fuck me, Matt. Don't make love, fuck me hard and fast," she begged. I continued to suck the tender skin of her neck, biting gently, teasing her still before I slowly pushed inside of her eager pussy.
"Oh fuck," I exclaimed as the walls of her pussy