talking about herself, so she asked what he was doing in Winchester . He told her he was on his way to New Mexico but that he had a friend in Winchester he’d wanted to see on his way through Colorado . Jake and Eddie were old friends from Colorado Springs as well. He mentioned that he was going to New Mexico “on business” but left it at that.
Both of them finished their drinks at the same time , and Nicki knew the awkward moment of truth was nearing. But there was nothing awkward about it. Carlos simply leaned close to Nicki and said , “I have a room here. Would you like to stay a while?”
And by the time the door clicked shut to his second-floor room, he had Nicki in a tight embrace, his tongue dancing in her mouth. Mmmm …he was good. His lips were then down on her neck and her collarbone next , as he took his leather jacket off, tos sing it onto the chair just past the doorway. Nicki felt her hands moving up the back of Carlos’s red t-shirt. His back was nothing but muscle, but she could barely concentrate on it . His hands were on her waist and then her ass, and he picked her up , holding her close, her legs wrapped around his midsection.
He pressed her back up against the wall, and all that was between her flesh and him was a thin pair of lacy black panties. She could feel him growing hard and hot, pressed up against his jeans, and she felt her loins respond in kind. His mouth was back on hers and she finished pulling his shirt up. He started grinding up against her until she let out a weak sigh, her fingernails digging in his back.
He picked her up again , but instead of laying her on the bed, he sat her on the round table next to the chair. With one swoop of his forearm, he slid a thick notebook off the table, probably one of those that listed all the hotel’s amenities. He leaned down and his hands held her face. He kissed her again, then brushed her hair back with a hand, exposing her neck. He kissed it, lots of small kisses, down the length of her neck, then to her collarbone. His hands moved to her breasts, reined in by her tight dress . But he found the hard, pointed nipples through the fabric and teased them with his touch, rubbing them in a circular motion with his thumbs . Her fingers wound through his hair. He laid her back on the table, kissing her on the lips again, and then got down on his knees. He kissed inside her thighs while his hands pushed up on the dress at her hips. She felt his thumb on top of her wet panties and he massaged until a guttural moan escaped her lips. He then grabbed the panties on either side and slid them down past her knees. She thought he wasn’t going to waste his time—he knew she was ready and he was too, so he was goin g to fuck her right here on the table.
Only he didn’t stand up. Instead, he placed his thumbs on either side of her labia and spread them apart and then she could feel his breath. His tongue, warm and soft, began stroking her clitoris. Her hands found his head again and coiled around his short hair. “Oh…” His tongu e started moving faster, faster as her breathing grew deeper and deeper and then the dam broke. Her legs quivered as deep moans rushed out of her throat . His hands pressed into her thighs as his tongue continued to work its magic.
She was still breathing heavily, a quivering mass on the table, as he stood. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, then pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and retrieved a condom. She sat up as he unwrapped the condom and pulled his jeans down past his ass. She pulled down his boxers and found the beast inside. She stroked it until he slid the condom on. Her breath was jagged as he made his way inside her pussy and stood, holding her under her bottom , and fucked her standing up. She wrapped her arms aro und his neck and kissed under his ear . She moved her lips up to his ear and said, “ Harder ,