Lilly

"Why wouldn't I be?"

The man- Logan, braces an arm against the wall and looks down at you with an expression comparable to concern, like he was watching you make a bad decision and was incredibly disappointed about it. You turned away from the hotel room you were working on unlocking to face him, and lean against the wall with him.

You met him a few months ago at your work. For him, you're pretty cocktail waitress that serves him every time he comes in, usually while he's waiting on his clients who are partying and gambling their life savings away in the casino the small restaurant and bar resides in. You keep him company, and give him free whiskey- it was hard not to like you.

Even so, it took you awhile to even get a real smile from him, then a laugh, and then a real conversation.

He was just so handsome, you couldn't help but be drawn to him. He was quiet, always looked pissed off- but respectful. Your fellow coworkers thought of you being crazy for gaining a crush on such a man who looked twice your age- but how could you not?

"Girl like you?..." He trails off, his eyes grazing over even the tiniest details of your face. His hand reaches out to brush a strand of hair out of it. His touch was so delicate, despite the scars and callouses you've observed hundreds of times on his hands, it sends shivers down your spine. "You should be hanging out with people your age. Not entertaining an old man like me."

"Has it occurred to you that maybe you're the one entertaining me?" You teased, stepping closer. Your fingers touched the bottom of his suit jacket, feeling the soft fabric in between as you travel up to his collar. "I mean, how many free drinks did it take till I got you to notice me?"

"Not a single one." He leans down until his lips were a few inches from yours. "I didn't need a free drink to notice you."

You smiled glancing down at his lips, "Well shoot, you telling me you were just getting some free drinks out of me then?"

He laughs, "When you got a beautiful woman keeping you company with whiskey, you'd savor it as much as you can..."

You bit your lip and shook your head suppressing your smile, turning back to the door and unlocking it, pushing it open with your back to it, facing Logan again. Your hand grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him inside with you.

He kicks the door shut, mindlessly locking it while his attention was all on you. You opened your mouth to say something- anything, cheesy, witty, flirty- but you didn't get the words out because his lips crashed onto yours quick.

It was a mess of teeth and tongue. You could taste the whiskey you served him earlier, and smell the cigar he smoked in the car on the way here- so strong it made you lightheaded. You nipped at his bottom lip and tugged, eliciting a groan from him. His hands roamed over your body feverishly, hungrily feeling every curved until he cups your ass and pulls you against him.

You're both stumbling across the room, unable to detach yourself from the other as you become more and more desperate. He's walking you backwards, and when you finally felt the mattress hit the back of your knees, you spun him around and pushed him down onto the bed.

There was a loud thunk- and for a moment you both freeze thinking something broke. Then seemed to immediately come to a silent agreement that neither of you cared. You climbed onto the bed to straddle him, tipping down to meet him in another kiss him while you start to undo his dress shirt one button at a time.

Not a word was spoken, but it didn't need to be spoken. You pressed kisses all over his face, moving down to nip at his neck, to his exposed collar bone as your pushed the shirt out of the way. He tips his head back, letting out a growl as you bite down on the pulse point of his neck and suck, before brushing your tongue over the spot to soothe it.

His fingers dug into your thighs, moving up under your skirt until they were barely brushing over the hem of your panties. You straightened up, to get a real good look at the man you were sitting on.

He's more muscular than you expected. His chest and belly firm, flexing under your touch as you drag your hands over them. You bit your lip when you noted he was incredibly hairy too, lining his chest down and dipping underneath his dress-pants which was nothing but promising for the treat underneath. You noticed and traced a few scars that lined his abdomen, but decided that it was questions best asked later.

Your hands went lower to unbuckle his belt, while kiss a line down his stomach, finding a thick vein that you dragged your tongue over as you worked his pants open. You shuffled down until you were sitting atop his thighs so you could have a perfect view and angle. With a sight tug you loosened them to reveal the tent in his briefs that sent a spur of excitement straight to your core.

You forced your movements to be slow now, your hands carefully pulling back the briefs as if you were unwrapping something fragile. Gasping when his cock came out, erect, bigger and thicker than you expected- you nearly started drooling over how good he looked.

The vein on his stomach led directly to his shaft, ending at the tip. You brushed your hand over his Adonis belt, settling at the base of his shaft and lower yourself, looking up to meet his eyes which were focused intensely on you.

You stuck your tongue out, slowly dragging it from the base to the tip, your eyes fluttering immediately at his taste. He grunts, and pants- opening his mouth to say something but no words come out. Your parted your lips and took his tip, wrapping your lips around the head before dipping your tongue into the slit.

It happened fast- Logan let out a guttural moan, and suddenly your tongue is covered with his cum. Your mouth falls open as his load shoots out, creamy and white and coating your lips. Your eyes went wide in surprise and when he finishes, he falls back onto the mattress with a groan while you lick your lips and swallow.

"Fuck." He curses as you sit back up. "Shit- I'm sorry, I didn't expect...."

He starts to sit up, refusing to look at you as he immediately starts to button his shirt and shaking his head. He was panicking out of embarrassment of finishing so early- but personally you loved it.

You snap out of your stupor when he began to gently move you off him. Your hands went to his shoulder and sat yourself back in his lap. His cock, now half hard was nestled between your thighs, resting against your still clothed core. He doesn't look at you, but his hands on your hips- probably to move you when you finish saying what you have to say.

"Logan...." You tilted your head, noting the way his ears were red, and his cheeks flushed with embarrassment- and the excitement of his coitus. Your hand reached up to tip his chin up to make him look at you. "You like me that much, huh?" You smiled. He raised a brow, and you licked your lips as you glanced down at his- still tasting him on your tongue.

"I, uh...."

You leaned in to kiss him and cut him off. "No need to rush out...."

RUGHHHH SO GOOD!