A Whisper

6: I Lost My Poor Meatball

Since I usually had just a glass of wine, maybe two, three shots of tequila and two glasses of wine was a lot for me to drink in the span of a few hours. I was definitely drunk when I got off the elevator at Eric's building. I knocked on the door and when it opened, I threw my panties at him.

"I took those off in the cab," I giggled.

Eric tucked them away in his pocket before he tugged me into his apartment. He closed the door before pushing me against the back. He had that familiar heat in his eyes as he ran his hand up my inner thigh.

"How much have you had to drink tonight?" He reached my center and started to massage my slick folds.

"Some wine. A few tequila shots."

"So no flipping you over to spank you for being a naughty girl," he smiled. "You're very fucking wet, Lover."

"I was thinking about your big dick," I admitted. I reached out to unzip his pants but he caught my hands.

He pinned them above my head before he went back to playing with my pussy.

"You'll get my big, hard dick when I'm ready to give it to you," he growled.

I pouted. "Pretty please? With Sookie on top?" I could be cute and bat my eyelashes.

"I didn't even have to tell you to beg," he purred. "I like it." I felt his solid erection rub over my belly. "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

"I want those pants open and I want you to fuck me right here," I told him. Usually I wasn't such a hussy, but tequila...

His hand disappeared from between my thighs. I heard his zipper slide down before he released my hands. He lifted me up by my thighs and when I started to slide down his thick cock slid right into me.

"Is that what you want?" Before I could answer he pulled my hips away from the wall slightly and started fucking me harder than I remembered him doing before.

"Yes," I moaned. "God, that's good."

My hands settled on his broad shoulders and I looked down to see his cock filling me over and over again. It was so freaking sexy.

"See how wet you make me, Eric? Mmm... fuck, that's so good."

He swiveled his hips every few thrusts, giving me a different sensation. His fingertips dug into my ass as he pulled me forward a little more, allowing him to get deeper.

"Does your wet little pussy belong to me, Sookie?" Eric's eyes caught mine.

"Hell yes," I breathed. Right about then he could have asked for a lung and I would have let him have it if he wanted it.

"Good girl," he whispered. He leaned in to kiss me hard, matching his thrusts. He continued on like that for a few more minutes before he had me wrap my arms around his neck and he staggered back toward the couch. When his legs bumped he sat down. "Ride me," he breathed into the kiss. "Take what you need from me."

I began to move up and down quickly. I tried to unzip my dress, but Eric had to help me with it. He got the dress over my head and dropped it while I yanked down the cups of the strapless bra I was wearing. He cupped my tits and tugged my nipples while I bounced on his lap. My hand moved to play with my clit.

"Yesyesyesyesyes... oh fuck..." My head fell back and I stopped bouncing as I came hard.

"Goddammit," he grunted. Eric scooted down a little so he could hold me up and thrust up hard, filling me over and over. "Fuck... where do you want it?"

"In me," I answered. My head was still back as the aftershocks rippled through me.

He pulled me down, keeping me in place as he erupted, filling me with his release.