Illicit Affairs

Chapter 6

*Smut warning*

Coming to his bus was a split second and impulsive decision as I had debated with myself which man I was going to visit tonight. However, seeing him standing before me shirtless with only a pair of black athletic shorts slung low on his hips, leaving his enticing v-line visible, not to mention the tattoos that had a chokehold on me... I knew I made the right decision.

In his hand was a glass filled with ice and amber liquid. Without saying a word, I took the glass from his hand and slowly raised it to my lips. With my eyes on his the entire time, I took a sip, savoring the sweet burn of whiskey.

Ryan grinned at me. "I was hoping you would show up."

"I almost didn't, but I need someone to fuck this bad mood out of me." I said.

"Why the bad..." I placed my finger over his lips to silence him, then took another sip of the whiskey, only this time, I held it in my mouth just long enough to crash my lips onto his and release the liquor into his mouth. The taste of the whiskey combined with the unique taste that was just Ryan was something I wished could be bottled up and stored for those extra special occasions. It was just too rare and too special to sell for profit. Not that a price could be put on it anyway.

What is this man doing to me?

"Fuck that was hot." He said after I broke off the kiss."

Hot indeed.

I took another sip of the drink, only this time I made sure I had an ice cube. I had one...okay...maybe two destinations in mind. I dipped my head down and wrapped my lips around his nipple, swirling my tongue and the remaining ice cube around the bud. I took delight in the way he quivered in pleasure, his skin breaking out in goosebumps. I could make this man come completely undone just by licking his nipples. It gave me such a rush.

"Wanna get your dick wet?" I asked, my voice sounding breathy in my own ears. I didn't even bother to wait for a response. Of course he wanted to get his dick wet.

I sank to my knees, eye level with his crotch. I could already see the tent forming beneath the black knit fabric. With one tug, I worked his shorts and underwear down, allowing his fully hard cock to spring free. Oh this was going to be fun.

Wrapping my hand around the base of his shaft, I jerked him off a few times, and seeing the bead of precum form at the tip, I dove right in, swirling my tongue around the head. I then released him and ran my tongue along his shaft from base to tip, getting his cock nice and wet with my saliva. When I was satisfied, I wrapped my lips around the plump head, working him further and further into my mouth as my tongue teased the sensitive ridge where the head and shaft connected.

His hands were fisted in my hair as he muttered curses under his breath. I took more of him in, until he hit the back of my throat. Without warning, I released him from my mouth and stood back up, tipping my head up to look into his eyes, which were darkened with lust. Standing on my tippy toes, as he was several inches taller than me, I snaked my hands around the back of his neck, drew his head down to me and pressed my lips to mine. He kissed me like a man starved, feasting on my mouth. That unique taste once again assaulting my senses.

We were both breathless when we broke off the kiss. His hand found the belt to my coat and he untied it. "I knew you didn't have anything under this thing." He smirked at me.

I shrugged. "Why bother? Clothes are such a hassle. I seem to remember a few nights ago, you said you were going to bend me over your couch and fuck my brains out. I'm still waiting." I then let my arms fall from the sleeves of the coat, letting it fall to the floor and walked over to the couch, placing my hands flat on the arm rest while I wiggled my ass for him.