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I was hoping to see her mum, but she had gone to bed, and Christa and the kids. We walked up the stairs into what seemed to be her room. It was furnished with a king-sized bed and looked neatly made and a sofa by a window that viewed the driveway. I saw her perfumes, lotions, makeup, and a framed picture of her twin girls on the dresser. They looked so beautiful.
"Why are we in your room?" I raised my brow with curiosity since I thought I'd sleep on her couch or in the guest room.
"Oh, Christa is in the guest room, so you can sleep here while I stay with her." She blushed as she showed the bedroom next to hers in the hallway. But as I looked into her eyes, I could tell she seemed somewhat disappointed, or perhaps I was overthinking it.
The arrangement wasn't what I would have wanted. Every time I saw Lotanna's body move in front of me, side to side, it had my dick already semi-hard. But this was her home, and I didn't want her to feel I was taking advantage of her. "Are you sure? I don't mind sharing it with you." I said it. Why couldn't I keep my dick in check? I turned around to face the bed and pinched my nose — I'm frustrated at my lack of self-control or, better yet, common sense.
I heard her almost silent footsteps leaving towards the door. I scared her off. But to my surprise, the door's hinges squeaked until it shut. I looked back with a hopeful gaze, and there she was, smiling.
I saw her lean on the door, and one of her hands turned the lock. I walked to her in a sort of prowl — a hunter out to catch his prey. Until I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist and finally tasted her lips. And it was better than the sweet nectar of wine. Although I wanted to do more than just a kiss — I thought of taking it slower with her. I desired her, but I needed to savor her first. I craved to taste her every nook and supple flesh.
The kiss drew longer as she returned to the action, and in turn, our tongues intertwined. Her moans sounded out of breath, yet she pushed on the desire to continue from the intense need. I lowered my hands to her bottom cheeks, gave them a gentle squeeze, and our lips separated for a second as she moaned deeper than before. I'm not the only one in the room who felt the heat.
As we continued to taste each other's lips, I saw she wanted to undress me. But I held onto her wrists to stop this from getting out of hand. I looked at her with hooded eyes and smiled, but she only pursed her lips and looked away. I could tell that she was disappointed, or perhaps ashamed.
"I don't want to..." she shushed me with her finger pressed onto my lips.
"I get it. You don't want me. Fine. I'll sleep on the couch." Before telling her that wasn't true, she quickly unlocked the door and left in a hurry. I heard her footsteps rushing down the stairs and felt it best to leave her alone to her thoughts. I had no right to tangle her with my senseless words or ideas.
A sigh escaped my lips as I placed my head between my hands. I wanted her now more than ever, but I was too much of a coward to show it. I figured it was best to shower and sleep on it. Maybe tomorrow I could tell her how I truly felt about her. Hopefully, she won't be disappointed.
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That was an utter disaster. I slumped onto the couch and groaned because I was so horny and needy. What was I thinking? I turned to the side and saw a bottle of my favorite scotch. It taunted me. I hadn't had a good drink in a while.
I didn't waste any time. I popped the lid and poured myself a glass or two. Two became three, and three became five. By the time I drank six, I had stumbled in front of my bedroom. My cheeks felt hot, and my breasts were slightly sweaty. I licked my lips and turned the doorknob. I hoped Collin was asleep — and lucky me; he was.
I moved side to side and tripped onto the chair in the corner by the window. "Shhh!" I told the chair and laughed at nothing. Then I leaned my weight on the edge of the bed and saw the sheets lift up and down. Collin was fast asleep, and unlike I imagined, he didn't snore. He looked so at peace in my bed. I grabbed the sheets and saw he was shirtless. I narrowed my eyes and licked my lips.
I wondered what the size of his cock was like and thought best to crawl under the sheets to see for myself. Finally, my head reached his upper thighs, and I heard him groan. I paused for a moment to make sure I hadn't woken him, but almost laughed after I heard him moan from the dish I made for dinner.
I wasted no time looking at his junk. From the look of his briefs, it was huge. I slipped my hand to rub against his cock and heard him groan louder than before, but he hadn't woken up, so I continued. Slowly, his dick bulged until it was semi-hard. I pulled down his black briefs by the edge, and his dick practically slapped my face. My mouth moaned at the sight of his large, dark head and the small bead of pre-cum. I felt even more daring and licked the head in circles. He tossed, turned, and groaned at the same time. I could tell he felt good and continued to play with his balls with one of my hands as I licked down to the slit of his penis. It smelled like soap mixed with his natural, manly musk. Some of his cum poured out and fell on my cheeks and lips. I licked it and moaned at the taste. Finally, I kissed the head and sucked his cock into my mouth.
I heard him gasp, and his hand pressed down to my head under the sheets. I looked with lust-filled eyes and saw his — they were droopy but turned on. He looked confused, but then his eyes widened at my actions. My head bobbed up and down while I looked up at him as I hollowed my cheeks and made dirty sounds. "Fuck! Lotanna. Ah! That feels so good!"
I moaned in return and felt his balls tightening up as I sped up my sucking and lathering of his dick. "I'm close! Lotanna, y-you should move. I-I'm going to come! Ah! Fuck!" he moved his hips faster, and I heard him grunt as he came.
Ifelt his cum pour through my throat, and I moaned until my eyes drew close. Idropped my head while his cock was in my mouth and felt very sleepy.
YOU ARE READING
The Flaked Life Of Lotanna
ChickLitLotanna wanted to be in love, always fantasizing about a happy marriage and a house full of kids. She never expected to turn pregnant when she met 'the one,' and she certainly never expected 'the one' to be engaged to someone else. Desperate to lea...