All the Right Things (Love in LA) (18 page)

Whimpering, Annie tugged on his hair as she gazed pleadingly down at him. She wanted him inside her so badly. But he ignored her tugging and kissed a trail down her flat stomach to her navel. Glancing up at her, he smirked, and then he ducked his head down and buried his face between her legs.

Annie gasped as his mouth found her, his tongue diving deep into her dripping pussy. He was ruthless as he sucked and licked her like a starving man, driving her at lightning speed toward a mind-boggling orgasm. It was like he knew her body better than she did; she couldn’t have stopped the orgasm if she tried. It rocked her body, making her quiver and cry out Casey’s name as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her.

Finally, he pushed himself back up and kissed her, the taste of her juices fresh on his lips. Her hands found his hips and she guided him in between her legs, and then grasped his thick cock and led him to the entrance of her pussy. He rested there for a moment, the head of his shaft just barely spreading her lips open. She could have wept at the torture he was putting her through.

“Um babe, give me a second. I need to put a condom on,” he said, starting to pull away from her but she clamped her legs around him and held him fast.

“Are we um… exclusive? I mean like, are you seeing anyone else?” Annie asked hesitantly, looking up at him, more than a little anxious at what his answer might be.

“Baby, I don’t date multiple women at the same time.” She didn’t think he did, but it was still a relief to hear.

“Just checking. Then I’m okay with you not using one if we’re only seeing each other. I’m on the pill.”

“Are you sure? I don’t mind using one for now if you want,” Casey assured her.

“I’m sure. I trust you,” she said.

He nodded and then slowly started to push into her, and then pulled back, waiting for another long moment.

Frustrated, she smacked his shoulder. “Oh my God, just do it already!” she complained.

Grinning down at her, he shook his head. “Patience, princess. Good things come to those who wait,” he teased her, again pushing his cock into her, a little deeper this time. But again, he pulled back out and waited.

“You’re killing me,” she panted. “Please,” she begged. “I need you inside me now.”

“Yeah? You want to feel my thick cock inside your tight little pussy?”

“Uh huh,” she whimpered, her hips bucking upwards, trying to force him deeper inside her. When he finally sank all the way into her, Annie’s eyes rolled back in her head as she groaned.

“Ahh, fuck,” he gasped. “You’re so tight.” Gazing down at her, Casey stared deep into her eyes as he moved in and out of her with each powerful thrust and stroke. “Are you going to come for me again?”

All Annie could do was nod as she felt the tension beginning to build again. Her hips moved in time with his as the sounds of their lovemaking filled the room. Skin slapped against skin as their bodies moved together as one. She wrapped her legs around him and hung on for dear life as he took her body on a journey through ecstasy.

When she reached the peak of her orgasm, her body tensed around his as her nails dug into his ass. Casey groaned as she did so, and then he joined her as his own orgasm wracked through his body. Finally he collapsed on top of her, still buried deep inside. His face was smashed into the pillow next to her head as he recovered. Annie ran her hands up and down his back, gently caressing his skin as she lay there, content, happy and satisfied.

After a few more minutes, he finally raised his head and looked down at her with a lazy, satisfied smirk on his face. “Ready to go again?” he asked.

“Most definitely,” she said, nodding happily.

“Housekeeping,” a voice called out, making Annie sit straight up in bed.

“Casey!” she whispered in a panicked voice, turning to shake him awake.

“What?” he grunted as he cracked an eye open, still half asleep.

“You forgot to put the
Do not Disturb
sign on the door. The housekeeper just came inside our room.”

“Oh shit.” He rolled off the side of the bed and landed on the floor with a thunk. Scrambling, he grabbed a pair of sweats that were sitting on the nightstand next to the bed and pulled them on before going out to the living room area to talk to the housekeeper.

Annie listened to him apologize for not remembering to put their privacy sign on the door, asking if she could come back in a couple of hours. The housekeeper laughed at something he said that Annie couldn’t hear, and then told him of course, it was no problem for her to return later. Of course, it wouldn’t be a problem. He had just walked out there half-naked. She was pretty sure he could have asked the lady to give him all the designer toiletries from her cleaning cart right then, and she would have happily complied.

When he returned to the bedroom, Annie smirked at him.

“What?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Nothing. You just gave that lady quite the show,” she said and then giggled.

“Oh yeah? Are you jealous?” he asked as he joined her back on the bed, scooping her up to pull closer to him as he attacked her ribs.

Shrieking, she bucked back and tried to push away from him. “No tickling!” she yelped.

He continued for a few seconds and then stopped and kissed her hard. “Come on,” he said, swatting her backside. “Let’s shower.”

“You want me to shower with you?” Annie asked, sitting up in bed.

“Yeah… do you not want to shower with me?” Casey looked at her curiously.

“No! I mean yes, I want to shower with you. I just didn’t know if that’s what you meant.”

He shook his head and smiled at her. “Come on, princess. Time to get you clean.”

A grin dimpled her face and she took the hand he offered to help her out of bed. Casey led the way into the bathroom, heading straight for the shower. Leaning into the stall, he turned the knob and then pulled back, holding his hand out under the stream of water. After waiting for several seconds, he withdrew his hand and stepped into the shower. Turning around, he beckoned for Annie to join him, offering his hand to her again.

As she took his hand and stepped forward under the warm water sprinkling down from the massive showerhead, her eyes closed in pleasure. “Mmm, that feels good,” she said with a soft sigh, going happily into his arms as he enveloped her in a tight hug.

Casey kissed the top of her head as they held each other, both standing under the water, letting it stream down their heads and faces. Reaching for the shampoo, Annie squirted some into her hand and then reached up to rub it into his hair. His head hung down as he let her shampoo him. She used her fingertips to massage his scalp as she worked up a lather, making him moan in approval.

Annie massaged his head for a few more minutes, rinsed the shampoo from his hair and then kissed his forehead, letting her hands come to rest on his shoulders. He just grunted and grasped his hands around her wrists, moving her hands back up to his scalp. Laughing, she nodded and said, “Okay, okay. I’ll keep going a little longer.” He grunted his approval and continued to stand there with his eyes closed while she massaged his head.

After she continued for a little longer, Casey finally opened his eyes and shook his head a bit until she stopped rubbing.

“Had enough?” she asked.

“Mmm, you could keep rubbing me forever, but I don’t want you to not ever rub me again, so I’m good for now.” He circled her arms back up around his neck and cupped his hands under her ass, pulling her tight up against him.

Annie reveled in the feel of his leanly muscled body pressed against hers. Where he was hard, she was soft. She melted into him and sighed contentedly. It felt perfect. He was perfect. As she stood there in his embrace, she felt him growing hard against her belly.

Giggling, she teased him, “So when I rub your head, it doesn’t give you a hard-on, but all I have to do is hug you and you’re practically poking a hole in my stomach?”

“I’m relaxed when you rub my head. Now you’re all pressed up against me and looking at me like you’re going to eat me for dinner. If you rubbed my other head, I wouldn’t be all relaxed.”

Smirking, Annie reached up and tugged on his earlobe.

“Ouch,” Casey said. He looked at her innocently. “What? My other head likes your attention.”

Annie leaned back away from him so she could grasp his thick, smooth length in her hand. She squeezed, feeling him twitch and turn rock hard. “Yeah?” she asked breathlessly. “How much?” Slowly she began to stroke the shaft up and down while she stared into his eyes, making him breathe heavily as she began to pick up speed.

“Oh yeah, just like that, babe,” he encouraged, letting his hands rest on her shoulders while she pleasured him. After several more strokes, Casey suddenly stopped her, flipping her around to face the shower wall. He reached down between her legs from behind and spread them apart.

Annie braced herself with her palms lying flat against the cold tile wall, feeling her nipples tingle with the anticipation of being filled by Casey from behind. He wasn’t one to disappoint. Grasping his throbbing cock, he rubbed it back and forth against her ass cheeks and then down between her pussy lips. Her head tilted all the way back as she groaned, loving and hating his teasing at the same time.

The breath whooshed out of her when he finally entered, sliding in easily and smoothly to the hilt.

“Oh God, baby, yeah,” Annie moaned, grinding her ass back towards him. She felt unbelievably full, and she loved it.

Reaching one hand around, Casey palmed her left breast and with the other hand, he slid down to play with her clit as he continued thrusting slowly into her from behind. He twisted his hips to drive himself in at an angle, switching it up every few thrusts.

Shuddering, Annie gasped as she felt herself begin to orgasm. Wave after wave of ecstasy pulsed through her very core.

“I’m so close, princess,” he crooned into her ear. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Yeah? Are you gonna come in my tight little pussy?”

“Oh fuck yeah,” Casey said. Seconds later, he groaned as he found his own release. He pumped jerkily into her a few more times before he stilled, leaning forward against her body. She grinned as she felt him resting his weight on her.

“Baby,” Annie said, nudging back against him with her right shoulder.

“Mmm,” he grunted, still leaning on her, his cock still hard and firmly planted up inside her.

“Can you get off of me?” she asked with a laugh. “You’re kinda of smushing the breath out of me right now.”

“Mmm hmm… sorry, babe.” He pushed himself back off of her and kissed her shoulder, his spent member slipping out of her as he stepped back. Reaching for the soap, he grabbed a washcloth and worked up a lather, and then proceeded to wash her entire body from her neck to her feet.

Smiling, Annie enjoyed the careful attention he paid to her breasts as he soaped them. Turning, she rinsed herself off and then kissed him with a loud smack.

“Kay, I’m done in here,” she said, then opened the shower door and stepped out of the stall. Grabbing the nearest big white fluffy towel, she patted herself dry and then wrapped the soft terry cloth around herself. As Casey turned off the water and stepped out of the shower stall, she left the bathroom in search of her suitcase for a change of clothes.

An hour later, they were both dressed and ready to venture out of the hotel room. Casey suggested that they grab some breakfast downstairs at The Oak Room Restaurant before heading out for the day. As the host showed them to a table, Casey held out a chair for Annie and then leaned down to kiss her cheek.

“Order me a Cappuccino?” he asked. “I’ll be right back. Just need to use the restroom.”

“Okay,” she said, then turned her attention to the menu as Casey asked a nearby waiter to point him to where the restrooms were.

She was engrossed in the menu, trying to decide whether she wanted the Eggs Benedict or the Dungeness Crabmeat Omelet when she heard a familiar voice say hello. Glancing up, she saw Trey standing there, smiling warmly at her. Seeing him in the light of day, she nearly had to pick her jaw up off the floor and wipe the drool off her chin. His chiseled good looks made him look like an Adonis in the sunlight. He reminded her of Brad Pitt in
Mr. and Mrs. Smith
.

“It’s Annie, right?” he asked politely.

Smiling back at him, Annie nodded. “Hi Trey. Nice to see you again,” she said, extending her hand to him.

“Likewise,” Trey said, taking her offered hand and giving it a friendly squeeze. When she tried to withdraw her hand, he held on for a couple of moments too long, making her uncomfortable, but eventually he let go.

“I hope your toes are okay today,” she offered, breaking the awkward silence.

“I’ll live,” he said teasingly with a cocky grin, winking at her. “What are you up to today?”

“Well, we’re just grabbing a bite to eat first, and then I think we’re going to do some sightseeing.”

“I see. Well, you should enjoy it. San Francisco is a great city.”

A waiter stopped by the table and apologized for interrupting them, asking if they were ready to place their order. Trey shook his head, indicating he wasn’t ordering, and pointed at Annie. She ordered a Cappuccino for Casey and some Tazo tea for herself.