It's Always The Pretty Ones (2 page)

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.”
 
Anton felt bad for bringing it up.

“It’s okay.
 
It is a lot easier to talk about now.”

“Was he sick?”
 
Anton asked.

“No, he was murdered.”

Anton was stunned as he reached over to touch her hand.
 
“Oh man!
 
That’s messed up!
 
I’m sorry to hear that.”

“No. it’s alright.
 
I’m doing fine.
 
Besides, today is your birthday.”
 
She smiled flirtatiously.
 
“You should be happy!”

“Okay, well, you letting me buy you dinner would make me happy.”

“I don’t know.”
 
She hesitated.
 
“I don’t usually leave the club with anyone.
 
There are crazy folks out there.
 
You have to be careful who you trust.”

“I totally agree.”
 
He smiled.
 
“Come on, do I look like a psycho?”

Dazzy looked at him and smiled.
 
“Okay, just let me tell my friends.”

“Good to go.”
 
His eyes combed over her body as she stood and walked through the crowd to her friends.
 

“So, how’d it go?”
 
Romeo rushed over to the table and sat down.

“Perfectly.
 
I’m taking her to dinner, right now.”

“What?
 
Oh, so you just gonna leave my ass here?”
 
Romeo joked.

"Hell yes!
 
Besides, you can just call any one of your booty calls to come pick you up.”

“Ready to go?”
 
Dazzy interrupted.

Anton stood up and smiled.
 
“As I’ll ever be. Dazzy, this is my buddy Romeo; Romeo, this is Dazzy.”

Romeo stood and shook her hand.
 
“Nice to meet you, Dazzy.”

“Same here.”
 
She smiled.
 

Anton hugged Romeo.
 
“Well man, I’ll hit you later?”

“That’s cool.
 
Hopefully, I won’t be alone.”
 

“Knowing you won’t be.”
 
Anton snickered as he patted Romeo’s shoulder and walked towards the doors behind Dazzy.
 

They walked outside the club and Anton led her over to his black Mercedes C230, and opened the door for her to get in.

“Nice!
 
You a baller?”
 
She smiled.

Anton chuckled as he closed the car door.
 
“Nah, far from it; just stingy.”

She glided her fingers along the soft leather of the seat and was very impressed.
 
“What do you do?” She asked as he sat down in the driver’s seat and started the car.

“I’m in the Marines.”

“Oh, ok.
 
The Marines must pay well!”
 
She laughed.

“I do okay.”
 
He smiled.
 
“I’ve always been a bit of a tight wad.
 
I think I got it from my mom.
 
You couldn’t squeeze a nickel out of her.”

Dazzy laughed as she pushed the button open the window slightly.
 
“You shouldn’t talk about your mom.”

“Oh no, trust me, God rest her soul, I loved my mom! She was tight though!” He laughed as his eyes sneakily slid over the frame of her body as she looked out the window. It was a cool night; just cool enough for the air to slide across her bouncy, round breasts and make her nipples erect underneath her shirt. All the blood rushed from his brain at this point, so he wasn't really hearing what she was saying to him; just nodding and smiling as her surveyed her body.
 

“You like what you see?”

“Huh?”
 
He said in a trance like tone.

“Your eyes are everywhere but in mine. Do you like what you see?”

If he could've turned red he would have. “I'm sorry. My mama taught me better.
 
You're just fine as shit, girl!”

“Thank you.
 
You're not too bad yourself!”
 
She drug her fingers down the rock hard bulges of his muscular bicep.
 
“Nice.
 
Is all of you this hard and thick?”
 

Anton looked at her with a half smile. “If you keep rubbing my arm like that you're going to find out.”

She looked him in his eyes as her hand slowly made its way down his arm and towards his dick. “Come on now. We both know that we were never going to go out to eat. So, why don't we just go back to your place and do what we both left that club to do?”

He smiled ear-to-ear as he turned onto the highway to head towards the barracks.
 

They arrived back at his room on base in record time. He opened the door to his room and stood back to allow her inside. As he began to reach for the light switch, closing the door behind them, he felt Dazzy's body press up against his.
 

“Leave it.” She whispered, as she pushed him against the wall and squeezed and rubbed his swelling dick. “Ooh, I see you are ready!”

“You got that right.”
 
He said with another ear-to-ear smile. “I'm ready for whatever you got to give.”

Anton closed his eyes and held his head back as she continued to squeeze and caress his dick.
 
He could hardly believe this was happening to him!
 
He glided his hands along her side and cradled the sides of her perfectly shaped breasts.
 

“Bring it.”
 
She whispered in his ear.
 

The sound of her saying that to him flicked some switch in his head.
 
He loved a woman that knew what she wanted.
 
Yes, sometimes he did like the kissing and hugging, but more often then not, he liked to just get to it.
 
He liked it rough, sweaty, and dirty.
 

He lifted her up, almost straddling her, and slammed her down on his bed.
 
She looked up at him and smiled approvingly as he lay on top of her.
 
Her body was soft and warm under his.
 
He could feel her heartbeat rise slowly as he kissed her along her neck and shoulders.
 
She smelled so good; a mixture of coconut and jasmine.
 

Her breasts were a delicious sight to see.
 
He used the palms of his hands to stimulate her nipples until they were firmly erect against his palms.
 
He slid her upward still beneath him and began to suck her breasts like a newborn baby.
 

“Ooh baby, suck harder.”
 
She moaned.

He smiled slightly as he did just as she asked; he even threw in a bite and a nibble to set her off too.
 
After enjoying himself on her ample breasts, he slowly ran his tongue up her chest and neck until his tongue met hers.
 
They kissed deeply and passionately as his hands slowly made their way between her legs and into her panties.
 
His hand glided along the finely trimmed hairs of her pussy.
 
He didn’t mind hairy pussies, as long as it was trimmed and neat.
 
He would call women with overly hairy and messy pussies, “jungle booties”.
   

She shrieked slightly when he began to stroke and flick her engorged and extremely sensitive clit.
 
She had became so wet that his fingers were beginning to slip and slide around.
 

“You ready for this dick?”
 
He asked with a smile.
 
She nodded and smiled at him as she reached into her purse that just so happened to be within arm’s length, and pulled out a condom.
 
Anton smiled and stood up over her and slid the condom on.
 

“You ready for this?”
 
He asked confidently.
 

She looked up at him, opened her legs almost to a full split, pulled her panties to the side and smiled.
 
“Bring it, baby.”
 

He raised one eyebrow as he looked down at her pulsating, pink, wet tunnel.
 
He licked his lips as he slowly slid himself up inside her.
 
She was tight, wet and warm.
 
He closed his eyes as he plunged deeper-and-deeper inside of her.
 
Her body squirmed and shook beneath him as he began to roll and grind his hips; sliding his dick along the sides of her wet walls.
 

She buried her face in his arm and bit her bottom lip as she tried to quench the screams that were building up inside her.
 
She reached down and grabbed his finely chiseled and dimpled ass as it swirled and turned, pushing her closer-and-closer to an orgasm that she knew was going to possibly blow her head off.
 

“You like that?”
 
He asked whispering in her ear.
 
His warm breath slid across her ear like a warm summer breeze.
 
All she could offer in response was a nod.
 
He reached up over her head and grabbed onto the head rails of the bed and began to pull himself in deeper, causing her to gasp with every thrust as if she could barely breathe.
 
She could feel her body heating up signaling she was almost at her passionate peak.
 
“Oh my God!”
 
She squealed.
 
“Yes!
 
Yes!”

He released the bars and reached down, hooking her knees over his arms, giving him the space and leverage to pound out the explosion that he could feel building.
 
His thrust became more erratic and her squeals became louder-and-louder as a hot wave of passion slid over them both; until they collapsed, with quickened breathing, onto one another.
   

Anton jumped slightly when his phone rang on the nightstand by his bed.
 
“Hello?”
 
He answered groggily.

“Hey man!”
 
Romeo said loudly through the phone.
 
“How did it go?
 
Did you hit that or what?”

Anton looked over his shoulder and smiled at the sight of the sleeping beauty.
 
“Man, why are you calling me so early?
 
Not everybody wakes up at the crack of sunrise!”

“Whatever man.
 
Did you hit that or what?
 
Because if you didn’t, I am going to have to confiscate your player card.”

“Look man, I gotta go.”
 
Anton stood up and peeked out the blinds.

“What?
 
You usually tell me everything!
 
She still there or something?”

“Yes.
 
Now, can I call you back?”
 
Anton whispered.

“Whaaaatt? A’ight man.
 
Just remember I get full disclosure because she looked like a freak!
 
I know you got some stories to tell!”

Anton chuckled and shook his head as he ended the call and turned to see Dazzy out of bed and collecting her scattered clothing.
 
“Good morning.”
 
He smiled.

She smiled as she grabbed her bra off the lamp.
 
“Good morning.”
 
She turned and walked into the bathroom.

“Hey, you want to get something to eat before you leave?”
 
Anton asked with a smile.

“I don’t know.”
 
She said unsurely from behind the door.

“You’re hungry, right?”
 
He laughed.
 
“I know after that workout, I am!”
 

She opened the door and gave him a slightly uncomfortable smile.
 
“It was a workout wasn’t it?
 
I just don’t think breakfast is a good idea.”
 
She walked past him pulling her hair into a ponytail as she walked.