:One Night She's Always Dreamed Of:
Harder then he should have,grinding her theeth against her mouth.
The faint taste of blood just turnd her on.
"I love it when you talk tough like that,"she whispered against his lips.
Spressed her mound against his groin,and filled his hands with her breasts.
her short red leather skirt crept up till it barely covered her ass,
and her low-cut silk blouse gaped open whenever she moved.
she had full pink tipped breasts and a pretty face framed by a mass of unruly bright pink hair.
He had known her for years. she was twenty-sevrn,as spoiled as they come,a prpmiscuous
little piece living off "daddy's old Santa Barbra money."
she had goaded him tonight into taking her home,reminding him of the last night they had been together.
Nearly two years ago,three nights after his father had shot himself,he had picked her up in a jazz bar in Newyork.
unfortunately,he'd been so drunk he'd pessed out on the sofa before he'd been able to give her a proper servicing-
or at least that's what she claimed,he owed her one,she told him,and tonight she ment to collect.
"give it to me,lover...you know you want it to me good"
sasuke reached inside her blouse,unhooked her bra,and rubbed her breasts till they grew hred.
he'd give it to her all right. he'd screw her till she couldn't walk,then he'd get the hell outta there.
he dragged her over to the soafa and shoved her skirt up to her waist."this is the way you like it-right,sakura? hard and fast,
rough and tumble." wearing thigh-high stockings and a pair of sheer blck panties,she shivered in delicious anticipation.
massaging her,breasts,pressing his hardness against her,he bit on her nipples,the jerked down her panties and squeezed her ass. "s-ssassuuukkkeee...OH GOD,THAT FEELS SO GOOD!"
"you'll get yours,darlin:I promise. I'll give you the ride of you'r life."
reaching into his pocket,he pulled out a condom,unzipped his levi's,and rolled it on.
she was hot and wet he gripped her hips,slid himself in,and started pumping she climaxed almost instantly he made
her come again before he allowed himself to finsh,then he eased himself away.
there wasn't much to it. just a fast fuck,a quick come,and he was ready to leave.
His four f(s)"find'em,feel'em,fuck,em and forget'em"
he stripped off the condom and zipped up his jeans.
"you're not leaving yet?"
"you got yours didn't you?"
"yes but-"
"fine then I'm outta you next time,baby." the minute he said the word, his chest whent tight.
he'd wished he hadn't said it. she wasn't his baby. she ment nothing to him.(less than nothing)
he ment nothing to her. his hands were shaking when he opend the door. his chest felt heavy and his mouth was dry.
his shoulder throbbed but he hardly noticed,for his heart seemed to ache even more.
"I need a drink," he mutterd,convincing himself it would would,he knew. by the time he got home,he'd feel better.
he wouldn't remeber the flashes he'd had of Karinwhen he was "making love" to the pinklit.
he wouldn't recall how mutchhe hurt for her. he'd be able to be happy without her,to block and forget about her.
how good it felt or how mutch he still wants her... he missed her.
his whole life lay infrount or him. he had to make the most of it,seize each moment and hold on.
he would do what he had to and go on.