LARA.
“And that was how we became friends! And she’s been the best I’ve ever had since then,” I said to Tony with a large smile on my face. He had called me over, saying he was bored and wanted to see my face. I was reluctant to go at first, because of how he had shunned me the night of the game, but I decided to come anyways. I knew he was going to call me over sooner or later, and here it was.
“Wow,” he said to me. I was seated on his lap so by now, we were staring at each other. There was a moment of silence for a few seconds before he finally spoke. “I’m sorry about the other night, Lara. I knew you were pissed, but I was just not in the right mood for the discussion you were about to start.”
“It’s fine,” I said to him, smiling sheepishly. Like I said, sooner or later, he was going to apologize. And here he was doing it.
“Anything I can do to make you feel better?” He asked me.
I stared at him, his shirtless chest. He was one fine human, and his physique was something I might never get over. Of all the men I’ve been with, he’s been the better one in care and bed. He was perfect in his way. My mind went to Damien for a brief second, but I took my mind off him. I then placed my hand on Tony’s chest and traced my hand down his torso.
He understood what I wanted and chuckled before leaning in further for a kiss. I pulled him closer and took his lips, sealing them shut from any words from flying out. He kissed me back while he tried to take control.
He pulled me closer to him as he deepened the kiss while he pushed my hands away for his hands to travel to my face. When he reached for my face, he gripped it and my breath hitched at the way our lips moved in sync together.
He began to stroke my tongue with his as a nonchalant sigh erupts from him. I moaned into his mouth and gave him all the access. My hands moved lower and lower and just before I knew it, I reached him and pressed him through his slacks which immediately caused him to groan against my lips. “Lara,” he moaned.
I continued to stroke him and he growled as he took my lips again, but this time it was rough. I began to feel his erection just strain against his pants as he straddled me.
He caressed my whole body until finally, his thumb pressed against my clit. I opened my legs wider for him to access and released a moan as I felt my head sinking into the bed. He was already doing the most even though my underwear was the only barrier.
I felt my legs shaking at the contact and this was just the start. I held him, tightening my grip as I began to grind myself against his finger. I was so desperate. My moans turned into whimpers as he continued his torture. My heart was thumping against my chest and when I opened my eyes, he
was glaring at me as he licked his lip when he decided to run his finger further down.
He finally pushed my underwear to the side. With the tip of his tongue running along my slits, I clenched onto the seat and closed my lips shut to prevent any noise from escaping. When he began to suck, I lost it. My hands went to his hair as I gripped it and at that instant, I moaned. While his right hand wrapped firmly around my thigh, his other hand reached for my breasts. He caught them, squeezed them so hard I yelped in ecstasy and as time passed, I began to grind myself against his face as his hair was tangled between my fingers. I encouraged him to carry on, enjoying the wonders of his tongue.
“Oh god,” I groaned as he plunged in and out of my yielding body. Deep into my cunt, sliding quickly along the cunt to my clit, mashing it firmly, and back to my waiting depths, he pushed me towards my first orgasm. My breathing became ragged, almost gasping for an intake of air, then forcibly exhaled as he plunged into my waiting hole. He added a third finger, stretching my cunt to accommodate him.
As my orgasm approached, he focused on mashing my clit back and forth. As my breathing changed rapidly, he dropped to his knees, reached around my thighs, and pulled my cunt to his mouth, lips capturing my clit. He nipped me, teeth holding the engorged flesh firmly, and tongued my clit, mashing it against his teeth. My body humped to his mouth. Reaching between my legs, he shoved his thumb deep into my cunt, his fingers flush over my asshole. As he pounded my cunt, he sucked vigorously on my engorged clit.
“Fuck me,” I screamed. “Fuck me hard,” I continued. Then, he suddenly stopped. I flickered my eyes open immediately as I noticed his tongue leave my clit. “Why’d you stop?”
He nodded his head in the direction of my phone. “There,” he said and I turned to look at what it was. “Your phone is ringing. It has beeped for the fifth time now.”
“Was that why you stopped?!” I snapped at him.
“Yeah, I guess. For the person to call you five times, it must be pretty urgent.” He said to me.
I rolled my eyes at him and got off him before walking to check my phone on the centre table. It was Beth. “It’s Beth.”
“Call her back then. She’s probably in need of you or something. We can always return to this, just make sure you don’t have anything urgent to sort out,” he said to me.
“I know what she called me for, duh. She just wanted to tell me about the preparations we have for the girls’ night. We want to tell the girls that we’ll likely be delivering our babies near the same time.” I said and rolled my eyes, dropping the phone back on the table. I turned to look at Tony and there was a surprised look on his face. “What?” I asked him, not sure of what was wrong with him.
“Uhm, what did you just say?” He asked.
“Why were you staring at me like a lost person?” I asked him as I walked closer to him.
“Did you just say you and Beth were going to deliver your babies at the same time?” He asked with raised eyebrows.
“Yeah, so?” I said, getting to him and sitting back on his lap. “Besides, I didn’t say it was the same time, I said it’s going to be close.”
“That’s not the point, Lara. Are you trying to say Beth is pregnant?” It was until then that I realized what I had just done. Beth had specifically told me not to tell the guys about her pregnancy yet.
“Oh my God! Damn!” I exclaimed as I covered my mouth immediately, realising that I had just told Tony about it.
“Beth is pregnant?” He repeated.
“I’m so dead,” I yelled.