Author's Note: I know I just started a new story, but I wanted to put this one out. I'm in a writing mood. It's short so I'll put another chapter up quickly. Read and let me know what you think.
Rendezvous
Chapter 1Spencer's POV
The rain is coming down harder now and I've been here for one hour, waiting and wondering, looking at my cell phone for any missed call.
Maybe she's not coming or maybe she changed her mind.
"Good evening ma'am, can I get you anything?" The waitress said. "No not right now, I'm waiting for someone." "Well you've been waiting for an hour now and my boss over there says, tell blondie she needs to order or leave. His words not mine. I just work here. He gets kinda mean sometimes especially when business is slow."
"Okay I'll take a cup of coffee then."
"Good! I'll bring it right away and maybe a slice of apple pie?" The waitress questioned.
Eyeing the waitress, then the man by the register. "Sure that would be great."
The waitress brought the coffee and pie, then left with a satisfied smile plastered on her face thinking that girl needs some calories, she's too skinny.
While I sip on my coffee and ponder over whether I should eat the apple pie, the door to the diner opens then closes.
"You're late, I was afraid you weren't coming."
"I couldn't get away."
"Why didn't you call me, you had me worried," she said.
"Sorry it won't happen again," she said smiling with a mischievous look on her face.
"What are you smiling about?"
"You gonna eat that piece of pie, I'm starving?" "Maybe."
"If I give it to you what do I get in return?"
30 minutes later…
"Ahh! Yes… right there… harder. Yes, hmm! Don't stop I'm almost there. Ahh! Ahh! Yesss!... Damn! You are amazing," I say breathless. "I swear I come harder each time we're together."
"Yeah… and all that for a piece of pie. See how generous I am," she said looking into my deep blue eyes. "Kiss me."
I kiss my lover softly, gently on her lips, then I stroke her lower lip with my tongue requesting permission to enter. My lover grants it, almost at once being consumed by the passion that is inside me. "Hmm! You are HOT tonight," she said.
Moving to my lover's jaw tracing it with my tongue, moving back to the crook of her neck feeling the pulse beating hard under the skin of her soft neck, sucking, licking, biting getting carried away by my need for her.
"Don't bite me," she says. "No marks this time, please." "Sorry I got carried away."
I resume my attack on her, moving down between the valley of her breasts caressing a nipple with my tongue making it erect, hard. "Ah!… yes that feels so good." Then I repeat my ministrations on the other breast.
"Please," my lover says "don't tease me, I need you inside me." With that plead, I move down further leaving a trail of wet kisses on her. From her stomach to her heated center. I can smell her arousal. I know she's ready for me.
This is what I wanted, needed, craved for, to taste her.
Moving down I part her legs further so I can see her arousal glistening, dripping from her hot center. "Please…" she said, "take me now." I move my mouth onto my lover's now wet and dripping center.
"Ah!… that feels so good… yes…" "Hmm! You taste so good," I said.
I immediately add three fingers knowing very well what she likes. "Ugh!… Ah!… Yes… Yes… faster, harder. Almost… Ugh!…Ahh!!" My lover screams.
Once I feel her hand on my head, I know that she has had enough. I let her rest. I move back up her body and lay my head on her chest listening as her rapidly beating heart slows down.
"Thank you. That was wonderful, you're got me to the point where I can't get enough of you. But you know that."
"Yes, that's my intention, than you can never say no to me?" I reply.
We both fall asleep in the motel room that we use quite frequently for our rendezvous. After a brief nap and a quick shower, we put on our clothes.
"Are you still hungry?" I ask.
"Yes… for you," walking over to me giving me a long passionate kiss.
"Hmm, I love your lips and your hot mouth. Your tongue leaves me wanting more."
"I love you. I don't want to leave you tonight," my lover says.
"But you have to, just as I have to. I love you too."
"Seriously though do you want to get something to eat before going home?" I ask again.
"No, I'll find something at home. Trying to eat with you sitting across from me will make me hungry for something food will not satisfy. Thanks anyway."
"I'll call you later," my lover says.
"I'll be waiting," I said as I watch her open the door of the motel room and close it behind her.
Damn! The more I'm with her the more I want her. It's like a craving, addiction and I can't get enough of her to satisfy me.
I need her. I want her and I'll do anything, I mean anything to have her.