Page 26 of Rome
By the time Irish joined us, I was on my sixth or seventh beer. He ordered a round of shots, and a few of the women joined us, including Paisley, and Pic’s fuckbuddy, the stripper. The next round he ordered were double shots, “to kick this party up a notch.” I lost track of who ordered the next round, or any of the rounds after that. The next thing I knew, I could barely stay upright on the bar stool. I didn’t let that stop me from tossing back the new double shot that had just been placed on the bar in front of me though.
“I’m outta here, brothers. I’ll see you assholes in the morning,” I mumbled, trying not to slur my words.
I almost knocked one of the women over as I stood up, and I tried to form the right words to apologize.
“It’s okay, handsome. You need me to help you?”
“Nah, I’m good.” I said, and promptly stumbled over my own feet.
She giggled. “I don’t think you are, but whatever. I’m going up, too. I’m gonna wake Pic up and tell him what an asshole he is. I heard about that woman he hooked up with at the tattoo shop, ya know. He’s only s’posed to be fuckin’ me. He promised, and now he’s cheatin’ on me.”
She sounded sad about it, and I eyed her in confusion. Something didn’t make sense about what she was saying, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. It was taking all my concentration not to fall flat on my ass.
She kept rambling on, trailing after me as I made my way up the stairs, but I tuned her out, trying to focus on putting one foot in front of the other. There was only one dim lightbulb in the hallway upstairs, and my eyes were having trouble adjusting to the sudden change.
“S’dark up here,” I slurred to myself, then tripped over the top step. “Fuckin’ stairs. We shoulda put an el’vator in this place.”
I heard a giggle, and felt an arm slip around my waist to catch me from falling. I looked down and squinted, surprised when I saw a familiar head of dark, wavy hair.
“Whadda ya doin’ here, baby girl?” I muttered in confusion.
“I’m helpin’ you, handsome,” she informed me, right before we both bumped into the wall. “Oopsie!” She said in a singsongy tone, and I laughed. She was so fuckin’ cute.
I righted myself, slinging my arm over her shoulder to hug her to me as I tried to make it down the hallway to our room. We came stumbling to a stop in front of the door, and I tried to dig around in my front pocket to find my keys.
“Need some help?” She giggled again, and I felt her fingers sliding over the front of my pocket just as I got hold of my keys and pulled them free.
“Nope, got’em right here.” I jingled the key ring in front of her before I squinted, trying to figure out which key was the right one. “It’s this one,” I said as I triumphantly waved the key in the air. It took three tries before I got the key in the lock, and I swung the door open.
“After you, madame.” I extended my arm with a flourish and tried to bow, but leaning over wasn’t the brightest idea I’d ever had and I almost face-planted against the door frame. She laughed and I playfully pushed her up against the wall outside the door.
“You think that’s funny, do ya baby girl?” I caged her in with my palms planted flush on the wall on either side of her head. I bent my head and kissed her, hungry for the taste of her as I pushed my tongue past her lips. She moaned and tangled her tongue with mine, gripping the front of my cut to pull me closer, then wrapped her arms around my neck.
She pulled her mouth from mine to press open-mouthed kisses along my jaw line, then down the side of my neck, pausing to suck just above my collarbone. A jolt of pleasure shot through my body straight to my cock, and I felt myself getting hard.Whiskey dick clearly won’t be a problem tonight, thank fuck.
“Feels good,” I groaned, tilting my head to give her better access. She sucked on my skin again as she ran her hand down my chest straight down to my groin. She stroked my rapidly hardening cock through my jeans before cupping me and giving me a little squeeze.
“You plannin’ to finish what you’re startin’, baby girl?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her, and sliding my hands down to grab her ass. I was swaying on my feet, so I turned us both so that I was the one leaning back against the wall. I clearly needed the support to hold myself upright.
“You are so fuckin’ hot, Romeo,” she whispered in my ear, then slid to her knees in front of me. She unbuckled my belt, and I could barely hear the jangle of the metal buckle over the sound of the music coming from downstairs. My fingers tangled with hers as she unfastened the button on my jeans, and I carefully lowered the zipper over the bulge I was now sporting.
I grabbed the waistband of my boxer briefs and shoved them, along with my jeans, down to the tops of my thighs. My cock sprang out, and Abby reared back in surprise, then laughed at herself when she fell back onto her ass. She scrambled back up to her knees, and I groaned loudly when she wrapped her hand around me and leaned forward.
“I can’t wait to get this big, juicy cock in my mouth,” she said, and I shivered as her warm breath skated over the sensitive skin on the head of my dick. She flicked her tongue out and gave it a tentative lick, then did it again and again, barely skimming over the top of the flared tip. I cocked my hips, needing a lot more than what she was giving me.
“Come on, baby girl, quit playin’ around. Suck me off,” I urged, and I could hear the whine in my voice.
She made a noise in the back of her throat, then wrapped her lips around me and lightly sucked. Her mouth glided up and down, only going about halfway down my shaft on each pass. It felt good, but something was off. I slid my hands into her hair and tugged, silently encouraging her to take more of me in her mouth.
“More, Abs, you know how I like it.” I muttered, my voice low and guttural. I thrust my hips to demonstrate what I wanted.
She pulled off and looked up at me. “Huh?” she asked in confusion.
I peered down, trying to bring her face into focus now that my eyes had adjusted to the dim lighting. I got a little dizzy, so I closed my eyes. I tipped my head back and it hit the wall with a muted thunk.
“Suck me harder. Take all of me, baby girl. Swallow me down and let me fuck that pretty throat of yours.”
She lowered her head and renewed her efforts, still only managing to take me a little over halfway before she started gagging. She tried again, choking on my dick as I pumped into her mouth.
