Authors: Kate Benson
“Spread your legs for me, Baby,” I whisper, running my lips over her
again. She parts her legs wide, allowing me to rest one over my shoulder. Pushing her lips apart, I flatten my tongue against the base of her opening, sliding it slowly up towards her clit where I lap greedily, until I hear her panting for air.
I slip two fingers into her opening and begin
to fuck her slowly with my hand, while continuing to suck and lick her into a frenzy. Her hands find my hair and she tugs roughly, making me growl against her pussy as she lets out a loud wail of pleasure. I feel her beginning to clench around my fingers, and when she does, I look up to find her eyes locked on me, desperate for release.
“Please,” she manages weakly
. I groan my command into her again as she throws her head back. She screams my name and grinds her hips against my mouth. As soon as I feel her reaching her release, I remove my fingers and greedily lap up her juices as she comes down from her orgasmic high.
She strokes my hair softly
as she watches me continue to lick her clean, her eyes staying locked fully with mine. Minutes later, when I’ve satiated my thirst for her, I press my lips to her thighs, kissing them softly before planting a small one on her still exposed clit while leaning back on my heels. I help her steady herself before gently pulling the fabric of her dress back into place, covering her again before running my hands up and down her legs slowly. I stand up and pull her closer to me, pressing her on the chin gently so she’ll raise her head to let me kiss her on the mouth.
“Hmm
… delicious,” I say softly, making her blush. “You ready, Baby?”
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” she asks,
with a widened smile.
“I don’t think so,” I
answer teasingly.
“You still have my panties,” she says
, which makes me laugh wickedly.
“Oh
, I didn’t forget,” I say and smile at the now shocked expression that’s forming over her features. “Don’t worry, they’ll be safe with me. Let’s go,” I say with a wink, taking her by the hand before leading her out to the truck.
***
The whole drive over to the bar, I see Sophie squirming and adjusting her dress, obviously worrying herself about her missing thong.
“Baby
, there’s no need to be modest in here,” I chuckle. “I’ve gotten much more than a peek at those goods today alone,” Sophie deadpans, which only causes for me to laugh harder. “What? It’s true!”
“I’m very well aware that you’ve seen it all Chase
, but I’m not really interested in giving the rest of Rockport a show tonight.” She isn’t finding this nearly as amusing as I am.
“I think you’re being a little overdramatic, Babe. It’s not like you’ve never gone commando
before,” I say, but the look over her face throws me. I shoot her a disbelieving look. “You never went commando?”
“No,” she starts. “Why do you think
that this would be something that I’ve had a lot of experience with?”
“I don’t know
, Baby. Probably because most women do have a lot of experience with that kind of thing,” I answer her.
Girls do that, right?
“Well I don’t know what type of women you hung out with before me,” she begins, before putting her hand up so I’ll let her finish what she’s so adamant to say. “Please don’t take that as an invitation to tell me about them, but I’ve never in my life had cause to go
commando
as you so delicately put it.
If my experiencing that is something that means a lot to you,
then fine, I’ll give it a shot. Just please don’t ask me to do it while wearing this dress and my four inch heels when I’m about to get hammered in public!” Her expression is one of all out panic as I pull into the parking spot outside the bar. I can’t help but laugh at this whole conversation that we’re having.
“Fine
…
prude
,” I tease, expecting a laugh from her in return, but what I get back is most definitely not a look of happiness.
“So for the first time ever
that I don’t do something you want and you call me a prude?” she asks through her now clenched teeth. I don’t really think that it’s that big of a deal but apparently, I’m wrong. I’m about to say something but she cuts me off. “You know, I wouldn’t even care if you thought that I was a bit of a prude because I very well might be, having only ever been with two men in my life. The fact that you said it as though it was an insult pisses me off and now it makes me want to prove you wrong!”
“Baby
—”
“Nope,” she
says, cutting me off. “You don’t get to ‘Baby’ me when I’m pissed off at you. You also should know that my period is due tomorrow and seeing as though I’m such a prude, it’s not likely I’ll be having sex with you while I’m in my ‘delicate condition.’ So if you want anything from me at all over the next few days, now that you’ve so graciously offered for me to stay at your place, you’d better start kissing some major ass,
Babe
.”
She has to be kidding. She’s kidding, right? Yeah, yeah, she’s kidding … at least I hope she is.
I smirk but she continues to glare back at me, wiping the smirk straight off of my face.
Shit. Oh fuck, she’s not kidding.
“Are you seriously smirking at me right now?” She asks and I immediately shake my head as I try to hand her the panties. “Oh no, buddy! You’ve screwed the pooch with this one. Remember how I said I was going to prove you wrong?” I nod nervously, not overly sure I want to hear what’s coming next. “Well now you get to watch your prudish hormonal girlfriend for the night!” Oh shit, she’s shouting. “Dancing around in this, she motions to her tiny dress, “and all while getting drunk and not wearing any panties! And do you know why, Chase? All because you had to be funny and tell your little jokey joke. I really hope it was worth it, jackass!”
W
hen she’s finished, she climbs out of the truck, slamming the door behind her before making her was over to the entrance doors. I climb out of the truck and take a deep breath, trying to catch up with her. When I do, I grab her elbow before she manages to walk inside.
“Baby,” I start
but she just glares at me for using the endearment. “Sophie, please don’t be mad at me. I would never intentionally insult you. You know how much I love you.”
“You know, it’s not the words you chose but your tone that
was insulting, Chase. If you feel that way about me, well then fine. I already told you that I don’t care about that. It’s the way you said it that has truly pissed me off!” I can tell she’s still mad, but at least she lets me talk this time.
“I’m so sorry it came out that way,” I say. “I love that you’ve never experienced certain things because that means we can experience them together. Please don’t be angry with me, Baby.” She’s still giving me the
evil eye but she appears to be calming down.
As
I put my hand on her waist and pull her towards me, she doesn’t punch me in the face like I thought she might. She looks up at me and studies my face for a second, before she finally speaks again.
“I know I overreacted because of my hormones,” she says quietly
, letting out a deep breath. “I forgive you and I’m sorry I yelled at you like that,” she continues.
When I
go to kiss her though, she pulls her face away from mine.
“Listen to me though, Chase. I love you like crazy but I am a mean, hormonal bitch when I get PMS. Believe me when I tell you that if you fuck with me during that time, it will not go well for you. What you just saw was mild. I’m so sorry that you love someone who goes bat shit crazy
like that, but I seriously don’t know how to stop it, so please just don’t piss me off. I don’t want to fight with you.”
“Baby, we’ve been together for nearly four months now,” I
say, watching her as she begins to shake her head again.
“I’ve avoided you every month,” she
admits, her words make me look at her with confusion. “I met you the week after the first month … You were out of town for work the second month, and last month it started the day I went nuts on you in the bar over Matt,” she explains and then I understand, although wince at the memory of the latter reason.
“Well, I’ll do my best to make it as bearable as I can for you. I never want to piss you off or hurt you,” I say a
s I place a kiss on her cheek. “I love you, Baby.”
“I love you too,” she says quietly
before kissing my jaw tenderly. “Now will you please just give me my panties? I really am a little bit of a prude and all I really want to do is get drunk without flashing the entire bar in the process!” I chuckle, passing them over to her. Once she replaces her panties in the back of my truck, with yours truly standing guard, we walk inside to find Drake and Ana.
I called Drake to let him know we were meeting
him and Ana here, and as we walk inside I see that he’s already in our usual booth waiting for us, while Ana finishes her shift.
Walking through the crowded entrance, I don’t miss the dozens of eyes raking over Sophie. I instantly feel both infuriatingly possessive and incredibly proud where she’s concerned. She
, on the other hand, appears to be completely oblivious to the effect she’s having on the people surrounding us. She rests her hand in the crook of my elbow as we make our way over to where Drake is sitting.
“Wow,” Ana says to Sophie
. Drake moves to let Ana out of the booth as she greets Sophie with a hug. “Y’all look hot!”
“Thanks,” Sophie laughs as we go through our customary greetings
while settling into the booth. “I think we probably overdid it though it’s just that we were really excited to have a grown up night.” We all laugh before Drake and I make our way over to the bar so we can get our drinks ordered as the girls continue to talk in the booth. “Get me two,” Sophie whispers. I laugh and kiss her on the top of her head, trying desperately to ignore the countless people in the crowd who are all still staring at her.
Although I thought
that Sophie might not need many, she proves me wrong. We both enjoy drinking casually, but tonight it appears that my girl is on a mission to get completely wasted.
Before long, she’s seve
ral drinks in and thoroughly hammered. She made me promise not to let her get on stage tonight out of the fear of humiliating herself, but it still doesn’t stop her from trying. Luckily, she settles for dancing and after spending a few hours grinding against me on the dance floor, I’m so hard that I can’t see or think straight. I know I need to get her home. For the life of me, I can’t will myself to stop her from pressing her ass against me.
‘
Bruno Mars’ ‘Gorilla’ is booming through the bar as she continues her delicious torture, singing along seductively while testing my sanity.
Her eyes keep
meeting with mine every so often, causing me to groan against her lips. She grips the front of my shirt, pulling my face down closer to hers as she moves the hand I’ve had resting on her hip lower, until I’m cupping her ass. Her hooded eyes meet with mine as she sings quietly against my lips.
I can’t stifle the growl that leaves my chest
as she does this. She bites down on her lip, causing me to stop all movement and stare down at her, mesmerized. As I move one hand up to gently tug on her chin, so she’ll release both her lip and her hold on my sanity, she ups the ante. Still singing along, her eyes never leave mine as a sexy smirk spreads across her face. She knows exactly what she’s doing here.
She looks up at me from beneath her lashes seductively,
still singing softly.
She bites down gently onto the thumb I placed on her lower lip.
As her mouth brushes against mine and I release a low moan, her lips crash hard against mine. I can barely stop myself from taking her right here on the dance floor.
“Oh my God, Baby,” I growl into her mouth when
I’m finally able to pull away and come up for air. I can’t wait any longer, I have to have her and I have to have her now. “Go say goodbye to Ana,” I command as I continue to palm her ass possessively, grinding against her sex while eliciting a groan. “We’re leaving.”
I settle our tab
as she says her goodbyes. I grab her some water and a couple of Tylenol, to keep the inevitable hangover from kicking her ass in the morning. As I make my way back over to her, I watch as Sophie continues to speak with Ana.
Although
I can’t hear what she’s saying, whatever it is causes for Ana to stare at her in shock for a few moments, before she turns her stunned expression directly on me. “Is everything okay over here?” I ask, with Ana glancing between me and Sophie a few times.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” Sophie says quietly
, before making her way towards the ladies room.
“What the hell is her problem?” Ana starts, looking at
both Drake and I with a calculating expression. “Wait a second. What’s today’s date?”
“Well, it’s after midnight so technically it’s the twelfth,” Drake answers and after a quick nod of understanding, Ana
throws me a sympathetic smirk.