“Shit,” she muttered. “Please.”

“Please what?” he asked moving his mouth down her neck and to her chest, teasing her with the light touch of his hot tongue.

“I wanna feel you in me.” Baby tried to speak through the tortured moans.

Lucky snickered, cupping her full breast, and taking her firm nipple between his teeth, painstaking and slow.

Baby pressed herself into the bed, her hypersensitive body craving his consuming touch. She balled up the sheet in her fists, rolling her hips.

“You’re impatient, my green-eyed vixen. All good things come to those who wait.”

“Dammit,” she cried out.

Swirling his tongue around her taut nipple, Lucky moved one hand to Baby Jade’s shorts. He pulled the thin leather strap on the corset-style front and unlaced each loop with his index finger. Sucking one last time, he pulled the nub with his teeth, causing Baby to whimper.

He slipped both hands under the tight black leather, gripping her ass cheeks, allowing his fingers to knead her flesh. She lifted her hips to give him better access, and he guided them down over her toned legs and past her feet. Lucky held Baby’s right leg in the air, dragging his lips along the inside of her thigh. He placed both legs over his shoulders and gripped her ass with both hands, pulling her toward his face.

Baby’s body begged him to take her with his mouth as her sex throbbed. She felt the heat from his breath on her clit as he planted soft kisses along her cleft. The waiting was too much. With both legs now over his shoulders, Lucky took his finger and ran it along her slick folds.

“You’re wet,” he said. She groaned under his breath. “You have no idea how fucking hot that is.”

His fingers continued to explore, skimming past her clit. As Lucky’s index finger found her moist opening, he plunged it in, delving back and forth. Baby’s body met him with every thrust. He sank in a middle finger, thrusting harder until she was on the brink of orgasm before he retreated.

“Why are you stopping?” she gasped.

Lucky lifted himself to meet her gaze. “Oh, Baby. I’m only getting started.” His head disappeared again and her body quivered under the first swipe of his tongue. He dipped in and out of her slit before circling her hard clit. One rough and calloused hand settled on her flat tummy and the other fingering her pussy. He worked his tongue as her body writhed under his touch.

Her breathing fell into a rhythmic pattern. The panting flooded her ears and she was close.

“Shit. Shit, Lucky.” The more she shouted, the more relentless he was. Flicking his tongue on her clit and finding the perfect pace with his finger work.

“I’m gonna come. Shit! Please, please, please!” she screamed, running both hands through his hair as her body convulsed and fell apart under his mouth. He gently licked her until her trembling ceased, softly kissing her from her clit up her belly, paying special attention to both breasts before finding her mouth. She tasted herself on him and it made her juices flow between her thighs.

“Fuck you taste good. I can’t get enough of you.”

Baby threw her arms around his neck, consuming his mouth with hers. She didn’t want to come up for air. Through the small breaths that their bodies insisted on taking, Baby panted, “I want you to fuck me.”

Lucky scrambled off the bed, and Baby propped herself up on her elbows. He pulled the chain wallet from his back pocket and removed a gold foil package. She watched as he popped the button and unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to the floor, freeing his hard erection. Baby sucked in a deep breath at the sight of big cock.

With what seemed like one swift move, Lucky had ripped open the packet and rolled the condom onto his cock. The man was perfection. The room smelled like hot carnal sex. She watched as he prowled toward her onto the bed. He pushed Baby’s legs open wide. He held his cock in one hand and guided it to her moist entrance.

“You feel ready.”

Her only response came in the form of her tilting her hips, begging him to take her.

He ran his tip over her pulsating opening, circling, making her body writhe in anticipation. Baby Jade pleaded with her eyes, pouting. Finally, showing mercy, Lucky glided into her. Filling her with his length. Baby gasped for air and drove her nails into his ass, begging for more.

“Shit. You feel good.” Lucky buried himself in her neck. He started slow, rolling his hips in perfect unison with hers.

“Harder,” she moaned.

Throwing her leg over his shoulder, Lucky edged himself up on his knees allowing him to go deeper. Baby cried out, “Ahhhh.” She placed her palms against the wall to push her pelvis up toward him. Lucky snaked his arms around both her legs and pounded his body against hers, every thrust taking her to the edge. Her breasts bouncing with force. She was close to her second orgasm.

The humming sensation from her pussy shot through her body. Her lips went numb and her abs clenched as the orgasm shook through her body. Her sex tightened around his swollen cock as Lucky shoved into her one last time before his own body bowed. His back arched and he tossed his head backwards. He finally let out the breath he had been holding before collapsing on top of her.

Lucky rolled off Baby and onto his side. The room was silent other than their winded breathing. Her hypersensitive body tingled from one end to the other.

“Is there anything about you that’s not absolutely perfect?” Lucky asked in a low voice, still taking quick breaths.

“I’m hardly perfect.”

“Are you going all shy again? It’s a little too late for that, don’t ya think?” He snickered.

Baby peered at him from underneath the mass of wild tendrils of hair.

“Hmmm, ok. I’ll have to work on that in a minute. Bathroom?”

She pointed him in the direction of the restroom and tried not to gawk as he climbed out of the bed. His body was flawless, clear down to those two little indentions at the small of his back. He snatched up the foil wrapper and made his way to the bathroom.

Alone in the bedroom, Baby sat up and threw on an old Rolling Stone t-shirt. She piled her messy nest on top of her head and clipped as much of it in place as possible.

Lucky walked back into the room. The man was certainly comfortable in his own skin. She no longer avoided his gaze. She watched him slip on his jeans, leaving them unzipped, revealing his mouthwatering nature trail.

He hopped onto the bed, and Baby giggled as it bounced under his weight. Lucky propped himself up on his elbow and beamed.

“What’s that look for?”

“I am one satisfied son of a bitch right now.” His grin widened.

Baby threw her hands up over her face in embarrassment. She couldn’t remember the last time she had experienced such intimacy. Sex, sure. She remembered that all too well, no matter how many times she tried to forget it, but this was different. Part of her had expected Lucky to get up and leave when they were through. Now with him lying next to her, in her own bed, made everything all too real.

Getting a closer look at his yummy chest, Baby Jade examined his vast array of tattoos. Her fingers mindlessly traced the day of the dead skull on the right side, once splashed with color, it was now fading. The dark shading gave depth to the eye sockets, creating a haunting effect. Looking closer, most if his tattoos were haunting. The eyes of the pinup spanning long ways down his chiseled ribcage were full of sorrow and pain. A three-dimensional fleur de leis with a carnival mask wearing a joker hat and the word NOLA sprawled across the center covered the upper half of his chest. The metallic gray hid images in the intrinsic design. Two jazz musicians playing horns were nestled on one side and the Pontchartrain Bridge on the other. Spanish moss spilled over the edges. A tribal tattoo crept over his left shoulder and up his neck. Thick lines with jutted, sharp edges spiraled over his hard chest. There were a few others that had no rhyme or reason. A cartoon shark. Louis the Alligator dressed in his king costume with a small tree frog hanging out of his mouth. There were too many to count, and that didn’t include the ones on his back, arms, and legs.