“You ready to go babe?” Jason asks, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me into him.
“Yes, just let me grab my purse,” I say, giving him a peck on the lips before I head to our room to find my clutch and touch up my lipstick. I don’t see my phone in my purse and go hunting for it. Lexi comes into my room with my phone in her hand.
“You left this on the bed in the other room. You better keep it close to you. I see another text message flashed on the screen, from your secret lover no doubt,” she cautions.
“You’re kidding me,” I say, taking the phone from her and see that she’s right.
“You ready, let’s go,” Jason says, peeking his head in our room. I quickly stash my phone away and I don’t have time to read the text.
The ballroom at the Bel Air Hotel is decorated like a Winter Wonderland. It’s just magical. Strings of lights sparkle and light up the dimly lit room. The tables are draped in white floor length tablecloths that shimmer silver and gold. Of course, there’s a free flowing open bar for those over twenty-one, but no one is really checking ID’s tonight. Then I spot her, my nemesis Nicole and she has the nerve to stare daggers at me. Hey girl, you lost, face it. You never had him to begin with, not that I was ever competing with her for Jason’s affection. He sees me looking at her.
“Come on, let’s dance,” he says, pulling me towards the dance floor. He knows dancing makes me happy. It’s a slow song and he pulls me in tight and holds me close to his body. My breasts are pressing firmly against him and his hand roams to rest on my ass and he presses his growing arousal against my belly.
“Can you feel what you do to me? You look so sexy tonight,” he says into my ear and it turns me on, I want him.
“Yes I can feel you and thank you for the compliment,” I say as a mischievous smile spreads across my face. I want to reach down and take his arousal in my hand and since he still has his tux jacket on I think I can get away with it. Do I dare?
“What are you doing?” he says a little startled at the contact.
“What does it feel like I’m doing?”
“You’re killing me, stop it. Or else I may just have to take you back to the bungalow right now,” Jason says.
“Promises, promises,” I taunt as I squeeze him a few more times. He pulls back so I have to look him in the eyes and his are clouded with pure lust.
“Let’s go,” he says, taking my hand and leading me off the dance floor and out of the ball room. I don’t protest and go along willingly, I know we’re headed back to the bungalow. Neither of us can wait another minute longer. We have someone drive us back the short distance to the bungalow. Once in the door, he grabs me and buries his face in my cleavage and breaths me in.
TWELVE
JASON
“You always smell so good, so deliciously sexy,” I growl and then pick her up and she lets out a squeal as I carry her to the bed and toss her down. I walk to close the bedroom door and lock it. She stands up next to the bed so I can unzip her, and I slide her dress down and she lets it pool on the floor as she steps out of it. I grab her from behind and pull her against me and my hand dips down into her red lace panties.
“You’re already so wet for me,” I say, fingering her sweet bud making her even wetter. She places her hand on mine, and lets out a moan of pleasure. She turns to face me. My God, she’s got the most perfect tits I’ve ever laid eyes on. My hands squeeze and caress them as I watch her unbutton my shirt. She has a look of pure lust on her face, lips parted just so and I can see her chest heaving with each breath. I remove my bow tie and quickly shed myself of my pants.
“Lay down,” I command softly as I go to rummage around in my overnight bag for condoms. Yes I say plural, because this may be a long night of pleasure, at least that’s what I’m hoping.
I cover her with my body as my lips crash down onto hers in a searing kiss that she deepens. Our tongues dance and I’m dying to taste all of her. I begin to trail kisses down her sinful body so I can suck on her nipples and taste those enticing breasts of hers. She’s moaning and writhing like she can’t wait and she reaches down and wraps her warm, soft hand around my shaft stroking up and down. I need to taste more of her, I’m usually not a big fan of going down on a girl, but Clarissa is different. I want to consume all of her, and know every part of her delicious body intimately. I slide off the sexy red lace panties she’s wearing and I spread her legs wide and suck on the swollen bud buried in her wet folds. She lets out a gasp of desire as she quivers slightly with each lick and suck.
“Jason,” she says breathlessly. She calling me up to her, she’s ready and willing, finally.