Road Trip - Southern Belles Part 3 (Erotic Romance Series) (6 page)

Chapter 10

After they got settled in their room, she jumped in the shower, glad to get the grime of the day off her.

The penthouse suite was amazing. The view facing the city was wall-to-wall window. The enormous bed was covered in white satin sheets with a plum colored comforter. The whole room was done in black, white and plum. And the
bathroom, was bigger than her whole apartment back in Mountain View. The bathtub was deep with water jets coming out of everywhere.
Hah! That should be fun!

She
wrapped the big fluffy robe around her and walked over to the window, looking down at the Las Vegas Strip.
This guy has some serious money. What does he want with me? I’m just a small town country girl from Georgia. Does he think I’m a hooker? He better not.

“Nick?”

“Yes,
Preciosa
?” walking over to her.

“Do you think people can see us up here?” She turned to look at him.

“No, we are up too high. Unless they have a telescope or binoculars and we are on the balcony. Even then it would be hard to actually see us. Why do you ask?”.

She waved her hand at the window,
“So they can’t really see us up here?”

He reached over to the sliding door and taking her hand, stepped onto the balcony. They could see all of Las Vegas from here.

“Gosh, this is beautiful” she said, with butterflies in her stomach. “Kind of scary.”

He turned to embrace her, sliding his hand around her waist. He felt her tremble. “Scary? Are you afraid of heights,
mi amor
?”

“Well, I didn’t think so until now, but my legs are getting wobbly, let’s go back in.”
Moving back into the safety of the room, she gestured toward the balcony. “Well, that sucks!”

He let out a laugh. “What sucks? You don’t like the room?”

“Oh, no, I love the room. I just wanted to know how awesome it would feel to fuck you on the balcony and I can’t even go out there!” she sighed.

He
reached over to touch her cheek, she pushed him away.

“What? What’s wrong?”

She inhaled deeply and let it out. Inhaling again.

“What? You want to ask me something?”

“Well...”

“Come on, spit it out.”

She inhaled sharply and started. “Apparently you have some serious wealth, more than I ever thought and that’s fine. It’s your life, your world, your money. But...” she paused, trying to think of a way to say this without sounding too psycho. “Why do you want to hang out with a po-dunk, half-broke country girl like me? I mean, you can have any woman you want. What do you see in me?”

Taking her hand, he walked over to the bed. “Sit down, Peach.” He looked over at her; reaching his hand to cup her cheek, his thumb gently tracing her cheekbone. Looking into her
big green eyes, his heart racing with the feel of her soft skin under his fingertips, he started. “It’s a long story, but first of all, I don’t see a country girl from…what did you call…uh…‘po-dunk’. I see a beautiful, classy, red-headed, amazing woman...” He pulled her closer, kissing her neck, nipping gently at her sweet spot, whispering, “...who has a hunger” Kiss. ”...for life.” Nip. “A desire” Lick. “...for something better.” Kiss.

Pulling the towel from her hair and opening her robe, he slid his fingers over her perfectly round tits. His hands eagerly
danced across her chest. As he lay her back on the bed, his hand cupped her flesh and he leaned his head into her, licking circles around her nipple. He nibbled and sucked, pulling her nipple into his hot mouth. She moaned against him. His other hand slid down her belly, teasing her flesh as he slid his hand between her legs, his fore finger slid between her soft folds. Marti moaned out loud, her body quivering “Oh, God, Nick…”

“Ahh,
Princesa
, you are this old man’s dream.” His tongue moved in small circles down her tummy to her belly button. She jumped, moving her hand quickly to cover her navel.

“Hey! Not the belly button! I’m too ticklish!” His tongue kept moving and sucking, his long fingers stroking her furry, wet kitten, teasing her hidden
pearl, rubbing it between two fingers, quickly and then slowly, and flicking it gently with his fingertip. Moaning at the velvety softness of her sex, he pulled his fingers out from between her thighs and raised them to his mouth, tasting her, his eyes met hers as he licked his fingers one by one.

She looked down at him, smiling and moaned “You’re so fucking hot, Nick, come up here and fuck me...” rocking her curvy hips into his face as he leaned over and
slurped up her moist clit, grabbing her hips, holding her down tightly and sucking the sensitive bud. Her body jerked as he sucked on her hot little clit, swirled his tongue and then dipped inside her pussy. The tight grip he had on her thighs, keeping her legs open and her body still only magnified the delicious sensation, making her feel every bit of his tongue lapping at her sex, sucking her pussy as she cried out and begged. “Fuck! Nick! Fuck!”

Her ass tightened and she
grabbed the sheets as he held her tight, licking and rolling his tongue across her pussy through the waves of her orgasm, holding her as her body thrashed and then pulsed into little electric shocks.

Her nerves were on fire, her heart
beating out of her chest. Her mind went blank as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed through her body. He slowed, gently licking her, kissing her, moving his tongue along the soft flesh of her belly, up across her breasts, stopping momentarily to circle her nipple, then up to her neck, leaving tiny trails of kisses as her breathing steadied, tenderly slowing her down as her blackness faded to light.

She moaned. “
...oh my God, that was amazing…”

He raised himself up, and quickly turned her over, grabbing her ass and easing his rock hard cock into her
wet pussy from behind. He plunged himself deep inside her. She bit her lip, stifling a moan, as his cock stretched her insides, filling her completely. His heavy balls smacked her clit as he held her hips, pumping in and out in a rocking motion; she could barely catch her breath as he withdrew, only to plunge it deeper inside.

She
whimpered as he smacked her butt cheek, thrusting his length inside her. He smacked her ass again, Marti moaned and fisted the sheets, grabbing for anything as his cock grew inside her.

He tightened his grip on her
hips, and with one deep thrust, his cock exploded deep inside her, pulsating with each burst of his hot cum. “Fuck!
Diosito
! Marti! Fuck!” His body jerked, pounding into her from behind. He leaned over her back, reaching around her waist to hold her tight as he came deep inside her. They stayed like that for a few moments, enjoying the closeness, Feeling their nakedness against each other. Panting, wanting, and

Easing out of her, he kissed her tender, red butt cheek, gently licking the sting away, caressing her back, his tender kisses moving slowly and soothingly as they lay
down next to each other. “Damn! Marti, you make me
loco
. What am I going to do with you?”

“Apparently anything you want.” She laughed, her fingers tracing his outline of his lips. “You are so freakin’ sexy” she breathed, reaching over to kiss him. Her tongue slid first across his bottom lip, then up around the top.

“You want to go see the city? It’s still early. Let’s go grab a bite and pull some slot machines or something. What do you think? You’ve never been here, right?”

“Nope, never.
I really don’t have any clothes; I kinda dropped the ball on that one. I never imagined I would be in Las Vegas in the penthouse suite with Mr. Perfect Dick when I left Georgia.”

He looked at her, his eyes smiling; a sly grin crept across his face. “Oh, I’m no Mr. Perfect, but I do have another surprise for you,
Princesa
, come here.” He grabbed her hand and led her across the room.

He opened the double doors to the huge walk in closet and flipped on the light. Inside was filled with dresses, tops, pants, lingerie,
shoes, everything she would need to dress for a night on the town…or a month on the town. Tears welled up in her eyes. She glanced at Nick, “Go ahead,
Princesa
, they’re all yours.”

“Oh my God, Nick, all this for me?
Where did this come from? How did you know? How did you know my size?” She looked up at him, his face was beaming.

“I take it you like them?”

“Yes! I love it, all of it!! Now tell me, how did you know? How did all these clothes get here?” She took a long off-white gown from the rack. “This is beautiful!!”

“I’m happy you like it. Now pick something out,
Preciosa
, we’re going out on the town.” He reached over and caressed her butt, smiling, glad she liked the clothes and glad he was able to pull this one off.

“What should I wear, I mean, where are we going?
Formal, casual, sexy? Where are we going?”

“Whatever you want, casual is fine, or sexy….or romantic. Whatever you want my precious
peach. Tonight is your night.” He winked as he walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower. He was hot, sticky and definitely needed to bathe.

Marti scrunched her hair on top of her head and sneaked into the shower behind him. “Sorry babe, I just gotta get the smell of sex off me. Don’t mean to interrupt!” she quickly washed, rinsed and jumped out of the shower, not wanting to get him started again or she would never get to see Las Vegas.

Fixing her wet hair up into a loose bun, she slapped on some makeup, grateful that her skin was so fresh; she didn’t need very much. A little blush, mascara and lip gloss. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she was pleased. She blew herself a kiss and smiled.

Walking into the closet she shuffled through the dresses. There were at least thirty to choose from, in all styles and colors. Formal, casual, long, short, tight, loose, green, teal, yellow.
Oh what to wear?
God, you are so good to me. How did he do this?

She chose
an emerald green, tight, cotton, halter dress. It was fall in Las Vegas and the nights were chilly, so she grabbed a matching cardigan.
Hmm...wonder if this will fit over these big boobs? Boobs? Oh crap, I need some under things, no commando tonight!
She giggled.

Picking up a lime green lace demi-cup bra and matching panties, she was grateful they were her size. Slipping the lace panties on, she realized her pussy was aching. Aching for a man she barely knew. Or aching because he had the
most delicious dick she had ever seen and her body hungered for it, slamming her hips against him like a wild animal every time they had sex. She sighed.
Fuck! I have to stop thinking about SEX!!

Her tender clit tingled at the thought of his hard, naked body.
This has got to stop! Or at least let me have a life outside his bed!

Slipping on the bra, she felt the soft satin and lace against her skin. The cups fit her perfectly, bringing her heavy breasts out front, where they belong. Her nipples barely peeked out over the wispy lace. She felt sexy. Clean, vibrant and sexy.

She slid into the dress and turned to look into the 3-way mirror, checking out her backside, she giggled. The dress made her ass look fucking amazing. Her breasts filled up the halter cups and her nipples peeked through, just a touch. They were stuck on perma-hard from all the pinching and pulling, but she wasn’t complaining. For the first time in a long time, he felt sexy, feminine and hot. And she was ready for the most amazing night of her life.

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Chapter 11

Annie woke up wondering where she was. Her head hurt. Her mouth felt like sandpaper.
Eww.
Dang! No more wine for me!
Looking around she realized she was at the ranch.

“Honey?
Are you here? Hello?” she called out to Tommy. “Honeeey!”

She slid out of bed, her head pounding and walked into the bathroom, she looked like a hot mess. A smile slid across her face. There were two dozen red roses with a note attached. She grabbed the note:

Roses are red

Violets are Blue

I’m in the kitchen naked…

Cooking breakfast for you!!

She laughed
to herself
. He is so freekin’ romantic. Goofy, but romantic.
She quickly brushed her teeth and ran down stairs where she saw him standing in the middle of the kitchen, cooking breakfast, in an apron. Just an apron.
Her
apron.

He looked up at her with his silly, crooked smile, “Hi, honey! How are you on this fine morning?”

Scratching her head, she raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Turn around.” She nodded.

He turned to show her his taut, nut-
crackin ass and she giggled. He was so sexy. A hot, sexy, incredible man. Naked. Cooking breakfast in her apron.

“This is such a Kodak moment.”

“Don’t you dare.” Laughing, his eyes lit up and he walked over to her, carrying her breakfast plate to the table. Bowing as he pulled out her chair “Please sit, m’lady, your breakfast awaits.”

Annie replied in a thick, posh accent. “Why, thank you, Sir. Will you be joining me this morning?”

“Ah, yes, m’lady, would you like a cuppa café to go along with your breakfast?”

“Most certainly,
m’lord.” They both laughed hysterically, “Honey, you’re such a dork!” she teased. They were so much in love, even acting like a couple of dorks was romantic.

He sat down on the chair next to her and as soon as his bare butt hit the cold wood, he jumped
. “Dang! This chair is cold.”

“Put some clothes on.”

“Clothes? That would ruin the moment. I wanted to be ‘sexy chef’ this morning. Good thing I found your apron or we might have been eating more of me that we thought!” They laughed.

Being with Tommy was a dream come true for Annie. He was the perfect man for her.
Silly, handsome, funny, southern, soft, strong. She was so in love with him. God had answered all her prayers.

Taking a bite of bacon, he looked up at her. “Annie, we need to talk.”

“Talk? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” as she took a bite of scrambled eggs covered in ketchup.

“I’m fine, honey, it’s you I’m worried about.”

“Me? Why are you worried about me?”

“Last night…well, last night when you were sleeping…and I know you were a little drunk, you were crying. You cried out Marti’s name a few times and it worries me. What kind of hold does this girl have on you?
”

“Oh, Honey…I’m sorry.” She stood up and walked over to him. Untying the apron, she straddled his lap, cupping her hands on his cheeks. “Baby, I love you, in fact, just right now, I was praying and thanking God for you. I’m sorry if I called her name. Honestly, I haven’t even thought about her that much. I love you. I want us to get married as soon as we can so we are bound together in Holy Matrimony for the rest of our lives.”

She lowered her mouth to his, her fingers playing with his hair. Their lips met, gently kissing, their tongues magically dancing along with each other, and without missing a beat, he lifted her up and eased his hard cock inside her. She moaned.

“I…love….you….” he spoke
with each gentle thrust. Kissing her neck ever so softly, his hands tangled in her hair, he whispered in her ear. “Annie”. Thrust. “I.” Kiss. “Love.” Thrust. “You.” Kiss.

He reached up to stroke her face. His eyes full of passion and adoration. She
felt his hardness deep inside her, his heart beating wildly, his breathing getting heavier. But this wasn’t just sex. This was love. Pure, unadulterated love. In the middle of the day, at the big oak table in the kitchen, the exact same place they fell in love.

She bounced on his cock.
“Ahh!” Bounce. “I” Kiss. “Fucking.” Bounce. “Love.” Grind. “You.” She gently ground her pussy on him, his whole length deep inside her. Her nipples rubbed against him, pebbling as they slid across his chest. “Tommy,” She panted. “I can’t stand this slo-mo. Fuck me. Honey, make me cum, make me fucking cum all over you.”

With a moan, h
e grabbed her hips, plunging his manhood deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around the chair, rocking her hips, taking him all in. “Yes, honey, yes, like that! Fuck! Tommy, you are gonna make me cum, like-” she bucked wildly, “right - ” bouncing uncontrollably on his lap, “fucking - ” she arched her back, grabbing his hair, grinding her clit against him and let out a loud “Noooowwww!”

He grabbed her
tight; her pussy pulsated on his cock. He gave one final push, letting out a deep guttural grunt as he erupted inside her. His ass tightened hard against the chair, his chest heaved, the sweat dripped off of his brow.

He grabbed her head
, plunging his tongue into her mouth, crushing her lips as he passionately kissed her, sucking her breath into his own. Jerking violently as the final bursts of his hot come shot deep inside her. “God, Annie, I love you.”

They sat there, panting,
sweating, holding each other for a few moments. Reveling in the feel of naked skin against naked skin. She sat up, his cock gently slid out of her. “I love you. We gotta stop this. We are never gonna get anything done” she smirked.

He kissed her again, “Okay, baby, I got something else to talk to you about…”

“More? Is it good or bad? Did I do something else?”

“Nope, it’s not you. It’s us.”

Annie’s heart sank. She had heard the ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ conversation a few times before. “Well, then what is it? What, Tommy?”

“I’ve been thinking about the money you have in the trust and it really
concerns me. You need to know I love you and I don’t want your money, your ranch, the peach groves. Nothing like that. But we do need to talk about our future. We need to set a date for the wedding, figure out where we are going to live. Here or at my house in town? Are we staying in Mountain Grove? What are the plans for kids? Jobs? I don’t even know if you want kids. Honey, I know you know this is important. We need to both be on the same page.”

A feeling of relief washed over her
. She could do this. She cupped his cheeks and kissed him. “Honey, I would live with you anywhere, have all your babies and work if I need to. Yes, these things are important, but we have each other. You are all I need. All I will ever need.”

He pulled away, his voice a little harsh. “Annie, I’m serious. We aren’t getting any younger.”

She sighed. “Okay, honey, I’m all ears. What do I need to do? Call someone? Honey, what? What do you want me to do?”

“Well
… we could start with getting dressed.” He smiled and got up from the chair. Annie sat back down and picked up her iPad that was still on the table from before,

He
sprinted upstairs, yelling out “Be right back, honey bun!”

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