Set My Body Free:
Gonna set my body free
Run down to the river and drown
Gonna see what it's like to get clean
Gonna set my soul free
Gonna throw my faith in the fire,
Gonna burn it till the sin ain't real…..
By: The White Buffalo
Beth couldn't believe she did this. It was one thing to make jokes about it, but for Annie to actually do it.
"Ridiculous." Beth thought while shaking her head, her brilliant blue eyes looking over her reflection. She was wearing a deep purple dress that cinched her waist and accented her exaggerated curves. There was a hint at cleavage but her girls were kept under wraps like usual. She hadn't loved her body in years and after having four kids she knew she wasn't twenty-five any longer. Dean was quick to point that out when at all possible and his extramarital affairs confirmed it.
"Are you really doing this?" She asked the mirror, wiping the corner of her lip to perfect the crisp red edge.
"Yes you are, now get your ass out here." Annie hollered from the opposite side of the bathroom door, her fists banging on the wood barrier.
Beth yanked the door open and looked at her sister with a frown. "I can't do this."
"Yes you can." She encouraged, pointing a finger at her. "You are doing this."
"Annie." Beth sighed, rubbing her temples as a stress headache started to brew.
"Don't Annie me." The short blonde growled, crossing her arms. "You need this. Your divorce is final. DB Deansie is out of the picture and you're a free woman, free to do as you please. Like cleaning out the cobwebs by playing the field."
"If I'm free to do as I please, then I'm going home to my babies and a bottle of bourbon."
"You're free after you do this, then if you want to go be a spinster you can but you gotta let loose sis. Seriously how long has the hairy clam been all dried up and unused? Huh? You need some hot man meat all up in ya."
"Jesus, Annie. Could you just... not."
"Fine, but only if you do this one little thing for me." She begged with clasped hands, before adding under her breath, "well hopefully not too little."
"This one little thing?" Beth huffed, crossing her arms. "Going out with male prostitute isn't a little thing, Annie. It's illegal for starters."
"First, He's an escort and second come on, Bethie."
"Don't call me that." She growled, her hands tightening at her ex husband's nickname.
"See. You're not that Stepford wife he molded anymore. You're Beth... no. You're Elizabeth. Okay, you're single, your hot and you're gonna go out on an amazing date with a hottie."
"But."
"No buts except of the male persuasion. Go out, let him wine and dine you, don't ride his junk if you don't want to. But you deserve this."
"Deserve to have to pay for some guy to treat me nice." Beth scoffed, a lump suddenly forming in her throat.
"No." Annie growled, stepping forward to take her hand in hers. She swung it back and forth like she used to as a kid. "Come on, Beth. You know that's not what I meant, besides I'm paying, not you."
Beth smirked as her sister grinned back. "Fine."
"Finally!" Annie exclaimed, throwing her hands up. "He'll be in the bar in twenty minutes. I'm gonna go. Now you can just do drinks and whatever else but this rooms paid for, so for the love of god use it."
"Okay, Okay." Beth huffed, walking her sister to the door. "What uh.. what's his name?"
"I don't know. They didn't tell me."
"Oh mygod. Seriously?"
"Yeah I know." Annie wiggled her eyebrows. "But I decided to go Latin for you
"Jesus, Annie."
"What? You need something other than a dumpy white guy. Live a little, Beth."
Beth entered the hotel bar with weak knees. She hadn't expected to become so nervous but the closer time approached to meeting this mystery man, the sweatier her palms got. Her eyes trailed over the bar and she only noticed a few women grouped together and a couple men in business suits. She wasn't sure what to expect, but knew whatever it was, bourbon was needed.
Perching at the corner of the long slick bar top, Beth smiled at the bartender.
"Bourbon, neat." She ordered, noting the eyebrow he raised without comment. Her lips pursed slightly as she overhead the men down the bar talking about approaching her. She didn't like bars, she never had. If she had a choice she'd rather drink at home in comfortable clothes with a good book.
She sipped her drink only to cringe as the two men slide down a few seats to speak with her.
"You mind if we join you?" The blonder of the two asked, flashing her a charming grin.
Beth wanted to roll her eyes as his gaze dropped to her breasts and legs, the hourglass dress showing off her knees and calves. She set her glass down and replied, "I'm waiting for someone."
"We can wait with you." The other man offered, leaning closer to her. "Wouldn't want you to get lonely."
Beth opened her mouth to reply but was interrupted by a deep rasp over her shoulder.
"That's why I'm here, right sweetheart?"
Turning in her chair she met the dark eyes of a man standing behind her, his lips curling into a slight smirk. He raised his chin a bit showing of the dark ink of a neck tattoo above his black dress shirt. His frame was broad despite being lean, his skin a smooth caramel. His tongue trailed over his lip before he gave her a wink.
"Y-yes... that's right." She stammered, her wide eyes moving back to the other two men. "If you'll excuse us."
He slide into the seat next to her effectively blocking the other men without another glance and tipped his chin to the bartender. "Whiskey."
Beth looked him over out of the corner of her eye, her hands twisting in her lap. Of all the men she pictured, he was not what it was remotely. She hadn't expected him to look so... hot or have tattoos. He was far too young and good-looking to be interested in some desperate housewife. He probably pitied her, saw her as some old, bitter divorcee.
"Hell you are an old, bitter divorcee." She thought wryly.
"You're thinkin' too much, mami." He commented, smiling behind the rim of his glass as he sipped it.
"Sorry." She murmured, her cheeks heating and she looked away. "You're with the uh... agency right?"
"I'm Rio." He rasped, flashing her a smile while turning in his seat towards her. He rest his chin on his palm and looked her over without the leer the other men had. He seemed to be looking right inside her. "You're Beth."
"Yes." She replied but then corrected, "Elizabeth. I'm Elizabeth."
"Yeah." His amused smirk grew into a wolfish grin. "That fits you better."
"Yeah?"
"Mmhm." He nodded, cocking his head a bit as he leaned an arm on the back of her seat. "So, what am I doin' here, Elizabeth?"
"Um." She paused, her mouth opening and closing as she tried to decide how to answer such a question.
She was technically there because her sister was a pushy little nympho with too much time on her hands. In reality she was there because her husband of twenty years decided sleeping with women less than half his age was acceptable. She was there because in all that time married to him she'd never felt like a woman. She was a mother and a maid. She was a pair of ears to listen to his problems, but never someone with a voice and set of opinions.
Beth had been everything but a woman with hopes and dreams, and god forbid she have any kind of sexual desires. Beth was there because she was tired of being second fiddle to everyone and everything. She was there because she wanted to be wanted, not shoved aside and looked over.
She went with, "My sister says I need to live a little."
Rio smirked while nodding a bit, "I can work with that but I see a whole lot of other reasons in those pretty blue eyes of yours, beautiful."
Beth bit her lip and shrugged at his comment, her eyes going to her empty glass as her cheeks burned at the compliments. She wasn't used to being told such things. Compliments of her kid's manners and her baking skills, yes. She couldn't remember the last time someone told her she pretty or beautiful.
"You need another or would you like to get dinner?" He asked, the corner of his lip pulled up as she seemed to think hard about the question. Rio took pity on her and murmured, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to. You want to leave it as drinks, we do that. You're in charge here, sweetheart."
"One more drink." Beth decided, her shoulders and chin rising a bit.
"That's my girl." He commented motioning for another round from the bartender. "You dance, Elizabeth?"
"Uh, no?" She replied with a shrug before adding with embarrassment, "not since my wedding."
Rio glanced down at her left hand and cocked an eyebrow in silent question.
"Divorced."
"I'm guessing recently." He smirked, sipping the drink that was set down in front of him.
"A month or so." She commented before taking a gulp of bourbon. Anytime she thought of her ex husband and the divorce she wanted to drink excessively. If she didn't have her children she would think of him as the biggest mistake of her life. They were the only bright spot of the last twenty some odd years.
"Man must've been a dumbass to let a woman like you go." He replied, lazily taking in her body for the first time since joining her. "I know I wouldn't."
"How do you know it wasn't my fault?" She asked, fiddling with her glass and avoiding his eyes.
"Always been good at reading people." He rasped, canting his head back as he looked her over with dark eyes. She stared at the tattoo on his neck, a bird stretched across the tan skin. Beth hadn't ever found ink appealing until that moment. She wanted to lick and suck a hot path around his collar. Shaking the images from her mind, she avoided his knowing eyes when caught.
"Oh yeah?" Beth murmured, her lips pursed. "And what are you reading about me?"
"I think you've spent years being what everyone else wanted." He explained with a slight frown before continuing. "You haven't been Elizabeth in a long time, maybe ever. I think the ex did a number on you and now you gotta learn who you actually are."
"You probably tell all your divorcees that." She muttered, chewing her lip. "You probably think we're all sad bitter old women with no lives."
"Hey." He rasped, leaning closer to tip her chin up with his knuckles. She looked at him with sad eyes and saw nothing but understanding. "I'm not a liar."
Beth nodded a bit and felt her breath hitch as he used his pinky to brush hair from her temple.
"And you are far from old, darlin'." He added, his lips twisting into a smirk. "You're much sexier than I was expecting. I mean damn, sweetheart. That dress, those curves. I can't think straight right now."
Beth's cheeks blazed and she giggled a bit at his words. "You probably tell all the girls that too."
"Nah." He rasped, throwing back the rest of his drink before grinning at her. "Told you, mami. I'm no liar."
They sat at the table in the corner of the bar away from the thickening crowd of single hopefuls at the bar top. They ordered food and chatted about nothing important, but Beth felt herself relaxing more as the night went on. She was talking about her sister's antics and her best friend Ruby when she noticed a familiar face across the room.
"Shit." She muttered, avoiding the women's eyes.
"What?" Rio asked leaning closer as she spoke quietly.
"It's another mother from my kid's school. She's a total gossip hound and one of the women my Ex slept with."
Rio scowled at the information, throwing a glare towards the woman. He let his lips curl playfully before throwing an arm over the seat behind her. He ducked his head into her neck. His voice was warm and gravelly against her ear, she tensed her thighs at the sensation. "You want all those jealous bitches to have something to chat about, darlin'?"
Beth peeked at him with hooded blue eyes, her gaze trailing over his handsome face before landing on his lips. When her gaze rose she noticed his amusement and couldn't stop her cheeks from flushing in embarrassment. She could feel it warming her neck and chest. She'd never felt so shy.
"I..." She began but was stopped when his hand slid along her jaw to cup her face. His fingertips curled into the fine hair at the back of her neck causing shivers to run up her spine.
Beth's eyes fell closed when Rio kissed her softly, his lips plush against hers as he teased her for a moment. He pulled back to peer down at her, his eyes dark and warm like chocolate.
"Beth is that you?" A fake falsetto spoke from nearby, the nasal of it curdling the air.
Rio kept his arm around her shoulders and slowly looked over at the overly made-up woman. He gave her smirk, his tongue darting out to taste Beth on his lips.
The bottle blonde was gaping at the couple, her plucked eyebrows raised and lips parted. Beth tried to blink away the sudden surge of lust she felt boiling through her veins at the mere touch of his lips. She cleared her throat demurely before giving Karen an overly saccharine smile.
"Karen, what a pleasant surprise."
"I thought that was you but wasn't sure with your... friend hiding you and all." Karen replied, her eyes trailing over Rio critically.
"Yep its me." Beth replied stiffly, her smile still there, but wavering. Faking it was so exhausting and Beth hadn't realized how much she'd relaxed with Rio until she was yanked back into her real life.
She had never realized just how much she loathed it.
"Well Bethie, are you going to introduce me to your friend?" Karen smirked, her arms crossing over her chest.
Beth clenched her jaw tightly at the nickname, searching for a valid excuse for her to be sitting with someone so far out of her league.
"Nah, I don't think friend covers it." His voice was raspy and lax, his thumb drawing a soothing circle around her shoulder. He looked at her with a smirk, "What we got is deeper than that, huh darlin'?"
Beth bit her lip while looking up at him, her head bobbing minutely.
Rio hummed deeply, tucking her closer to his side before turning his attention back to their audience. "So if you could excuse us, Kelly, we were enjoying ourselves."
"It's Karen." She corrected with a deep scowl.
"If you say so." He remarked blandly, rolling his lip through his teeth as he lustfully looked at Beth.
She kept her eyes on his as the other woman eventually left, her huffed breath and loud clacking heels making Rio's lips twitch. Beth giggled after a moment, her eyes flicking to Karen's retreating back.
"I think I'll hear about that Monday at drop off." She remarked.
Rio chuckled, his fingers brushing her bangs aside, "Jealous bitches."
Beth chewed her lip as Rio pulled her onto the dance floor, her heels suddenly feeling too high and too pointy.
"I don't know." she started.
"I got you, mami." He replied, tugging her hard into his chest as they stood near the center of the floor.
"Rio." She squeaked at the quick movement, her fingers curling into his shoulders.
The man laughed lowly at her wide eyes and parted lips, his gaze affectionate. "I said I got you, ma. Trust me."
Beth smirked at him, her body swaying with his as he led her around the smooth wood floor. His hands were on her hips and waist, his thumb stroking the curve through the silky fabric.
"See you got moves, baby." He rasped, dipping his face to her neck.
"Sure." Beth scoffed, her cheeks burning at his compliments and gaze.
"I told you I don't lie." He rasped, his eyes narrowed and mouth scowled.
"I'm sorry." Beth murmured her hands tightening on his shoulders. "I didn't mean-."
Rio's hands squeezed her hips and pulled her tight against his front. Beth gasped at the feel of his hard body and firm grip. She was burning from the inside out.
"Stop." He rasped lowly, nuzzling into her neck as he spoke. "Gotta relax, Elizabeth."
A shudder ran through her at the sound of her name said in his gravelly voice.
His lips rested against her temple as he steered them to the low music.
"That's a good girl." Rio teased, a grin twisting his lips as she blushed, smacking his shoulder playfully.
"Stop teasing me."
"Aww, come on, ma." He rasped, giving her a charming smirk. "Teasin''s half the fun."
Beth stood at her door and fumbled with her purse, the slick door card evading her grasp.
"Need help, sweetheart?" Rio asked from behind her, his mouth kissing her neck and shoulder.
"Um.. no?" Beth mumbled, her head canting to the side to give him room to work. She could feel his smile against her flushed skin but couldn't stop herself.
"You sure, mami?" he rasped with a chuckle as she fumbled again.
Shaking herself from the stupor he seemed to cause with every touch, Beth finally opened the hotel room's door. She walked in with cautious steps, her eyes meeting his as he stood across the room.
"Nothin's changed, darlin'." Rio assured, his lips twitching as she stood there nervously. "You're in charge."
Beth bit her lip at the words almost flying from her mouth, her eyes widening at the thought. She wasn't used to speaking up in the bedroom and Dean had never been perceptive enough to realize she wanted more.
"Say it." He rasped, his head cocking to the side slightly as he watched her squirm.
"What if I don't want to be in charge?" Beth murmured, her eyes wide and lip pulled between her teeth.
Rio's lips quirked up as she blushed, his chin tipping up as he sauntered a few steps towards her. "That what you need, beautiful?"
"Yes." She gasped as he gripped her hip and yanked her closer. "Please."
"Yeah." Rio cooed against her neck, his mouth trailing along her warm skin. "I think I can help you out sweetheart. You got a safe word?"
Beth shook her head, her eyes rising to hers. "Never needed one."
Rio smirked at the statement, his hand sliding around her waist to grip her ass. He pulled her closer, his thigh sliding between her legs as much as her skirt would allow. "The dumbass was vanilla with you huh?"
"Yeah.. when he was with me at all." Beth panted, her eyes hooded as he nipped along her neck.
"How long's it been ma?" he asked, his hand sliding along her jaw to cup her neck. She shivered as his curled his fingers into her hair, tightening it slightly.
"Years." She panted, blinking rapidly.
"How many?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow while grinding his leg against her core. Beth tried to answer but could only stammer at him as continued to tease her body.
"Darlin'?"
"Five." She gasped, her eyes widening at the confession. Her sister and Ruby teased her about it, but they didn't know it truly had been since she'd had her last child. When Beth looked back on her marriage, she didn't think she was truly attracted to or turned on by Dean since before their first kid.
"Goddamn." Rio shook his head at the thought, his hands gliding over her curves more aggressively. "You deserve so much more than that, mami. So much more."
"Please." Beth begged, curling her fingers into his shirt.
"I got you." he rasped, leaning forward to kiss her softly. "Pick a word and then I'll take care of you, baby."
"Pancakes." She whispered, her cheeks heating as he grinned charmingly at her.
"A'ight." He chuckled, bit his lip in thought. "I like pancakes."
Rio backed her against the dresser and grasped her hips, his fingers curling under her cheeks as he lifted her on top. His posture seemed to harden a bit as he switched gears, bringing her desires to fruition. She felt his teeth scrape along her neck and moaned as his tongue left a wet trail behind. He sucked hard on her pulse point, the sensation so strong she felt her walls clench. Beth shut her eyes and moaned when his hand slid up her dress, his large palm leaving a hot path along the side of her thigh.
Rio's fingers twisted into the band of her panties, pulling the fabric taut against her clit. She glided her hands up his chest and tried to unbutton his shirt.
"You first, beautiful." His voice was more hoarse than before, his eyes sliding over her hungrily.
Beth gasped as his fingertips pressed a firm line down the wet silk, the drag of fabric adding to the effect.
"You wear these for me, mama." Rio asked, his teeth flashing cockily as he pushed her dress up to see her black panties
"Yes." Her lungs were drawing in shallow pants as he teased her with quick flicks and soothing knuckles.
"Dirty girl." He rasped into her ear, "you're so wet already."
"Oh god." She gulped at the sensation of the coarse pads of his fingers sliding under the silk and through her folds. "Rio."
"Yeah." The growl was rough, the sound of it flushing her skin and soaking her thighs. "Just like that. You feel me?"
"Yes… I.. I'm gonna." Beth closed her eyes, biting her lip to keep from being too loud.
"Look at me, Elizabeth." He commanded, his voice hard and eyes hungry. "Watch me make you cum."
Beth stared at him, her bruised lips parted as she watched him sink his fingers inside her. She moaned, her reflex to close her eyes uncontrollable.
Rio's movements retreated when she did, making her eyes flutter open in frustration.
"What'd I say?" He asked, his thumb and forefinger rolling her clit gently.
"Open." She gasped, licking her lips. "Eyes open."
"Good girl." Rio murmured before sinking two fingers inside her. He bared his teeth and growled as she clenched hard around his knuckles, her entire body turning into a live wire. With smooth pumps, Rio crooked his fingers and rubbed a spot that she'd only discovered in her thirties with the help of toys. She clawed at his arms, her mouth dropping open and head thrown back. She watched his forearm flexing with every plunge, the sight so erotic that Beth came instantly.
Her legs curled around his hips as she thrashed against him. He didn't slow down, his thumb brushing hard against her clit as she continued to grip his fingers. Nothing had ever felt so good or looked so hot.
"Goddamn, Elizabeth." He rasped as he slowed to a gentle pace, his thumb circling her hood soothingly. "You're so sexy."
"I was too loud." She panted, leaning forward to press her forehead against his chest. Rio rumbled with laughter, his grin cocky as he drawled, "No such thing when you're with me, beautiful."
They ended up on the bed, Beth below Rio as he shed his shirt and shoes. She took in the bits of ink on his arms and otherwise bare skin, her hands sliding over the warm flesh. Her dress was pushed to her waist and her panties were flung somewhere in the room. She arched her back to let Rio pull the zipper of her dress down, while they made out. He continued to kiss her deeply, his tongue twisting with hers as he worked the straps down her shoulders.
His eyes dropped as he tugged the top of her dress down unveiling the black lace she'd splurged on for her girls. It was the first present she bought herself when the divorce was finalized. All new bras and panties. Pretty ones without frays, wide maternity straps and a breastfeeding flaps. It was some kind of mental start over. Thank god she did because she wasn't sure she could stand the embarrassment if Rio had seen those monstrosities.
"Mami." He rasped, his hands working the soft flesh reverently. "So beautiful."
"Oh." She gasped as he bit into the lace with teasing teeth and lust filled eyes.
"You got no idea." He huffed when the lace was gone and he got sight of all that pale skin and hard pink tips. His hands cupped the full curves, pushing them together to lick and suck at greedily.
"These are so damn perfect."
"I need..."
"Tell me."
"You. I need you to..." she swallowed thickly before charging ahead. "Fuck me, please."
The switch was instant, Rio's hands tugging her dress off completely. He kissed and sucked a path up her thighs and to her core, his tongue delving into her tight opening until she saw stars. His hands pinned her knees flat as he stared up at her, his mouth sucking a desperate rhythm.
"Oh my god. Oh my..." She shuddered hard as she came, her legs straining against his grasp. Her hands clutching at his head and neck as she moaned and gushed into his mouth.
Rio licked her sloppily, sucking her hood once more before climbing up her body. His broad shoulders and chest consumed her view before she focused on his wet lips and wolfish grin. She tugged his face to hers and kissed him deep and thorough, her teeth pulling at his plump bottom lip.
Soon he was stripped bare, his body slotted between her soft thighs. He kept his eyes on her as he rolled on a condom.
"You good, mama?" He asked gruffly, stoking her throbbing clit. "Not craving some pancakes?"
Beth gasped out a laugh and shook her head, "Just you."
"You want it hard, baby." Rio growled, notching into the clenching walls. He inched forward with a groan, his eyes darkening as she clenched tightly around him. "Gotta relax, beautiful."
Beth gulped air as he sunk fully into her. "Yes!"
Rio groaned with every pump, his fingers digging into her thighs as he filled her to the brim. Beth's blue eyes widened with the stretch, her hands grasping his arms and neck.
"Yeah." He moaned with her, his hips snapping forward. "You feel me?"
"Yes! So deep!"
The heat grew inside her, a roaring fire that seemed to lick every cell of her body. She could feel the flush running up her full breasts and neck, painting her cheeks pink. Her peach lips were wide open as she panted with every thrust.
"That's it." Rio growled at her fluttering walls, his angle changing as he gripped her ass and pumped into her. "I feel you, ma. I feel you."
"Rio!" She hollered, throwing her head back as he pushed into her while rubbed a tight circle on her swollen hood. She shattered around his aching dick, her walls clinging to him desperately. The feeling was close to overwhelming, something she'd never felt before.
Rio flipped their positions before she could register what was happening. Beth froze, as she was astride him with no idea what to do. She was never on top and could feel herself become unsure and nervous instantly.
"Easy, ma." He assured, his hands sliding up her thighs and waist to squeeze her breasts. "I got you."
"I don't know.."
"What'd I say?" he rasped, lifting his chin encouragingly.
Beth nodded minutely, her eyes hooded as he guided her movements. She couldn't stop the moan as he bent his legs allowing him the ability to thrust up into her spread thighs. Her hands landed on the headboard giving her the leverage to rise and fall onto his swelling dick. His growls and groans encouraged her movements.
"Fuck." He cursed as she bounced, his hands going up to fondle her breasts as she gained momentum. "I can't get enough of these. I wanna fuck 'em so bad."
Beth moaned at the statement, her mouth dropping open as he bucked into her.
"You'd like that huh?" He growled, rolled her nipples with tight fingers. He tugged sharply as he asked again, "Wouldn't you?"
"Yes." She gasped, rolling her hips in fast circles as he pumped into her from below. "Please."
"A'ight." He panted with her, his hands squeezing and pulling at her breasts as they continued to rock against each other. "First you cum on my dick, baby. Cum for me."
"Rio." She moaned, her head thrown back as he railed into her from below. His hands clutched her hips and thighs as he worked her into a frenzy. His thumb pressed and rubbed her clit as he snapped his hips sharply between her thighs, his eyes focused on her as she lost control.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He snarled when her body clenched and sucked him in deeper. "Good girl. Fuck, good girl."
Beth's mouth was gasping, sweat sticking wispy curls to her neck and temples.
He rolled them over and climbed over her, sucking a hot path along her breast and neck before kissing her deep and hard.
"You still want me to fuck these baby?" He asked, his hands massaging her breasts and tugging at her nipples.
"Yes." She moaned as he sucked on as much of her nipple a breast as possible.
Rio removed the condom and crouched over her slightly as Beth sat up enough to press her breasts together around his slick head. Her eyes rose as he moaned deeply, his fingers curling into her hair and shoulder as she worked his dick. She felt a strange power fill her as Rio let her pleasure him with her full breasts. She couldn't help but include her mouth into the mix, licking and sucking the tip as he thrust between the pillowy flesh.
"Jesus." He groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as she swallowed him down whole. "Baby. Fuck, you're gonna make me cum."
Beth hummed at the knowledge, her brilliant blue eyes fiery with desire to be the one making a man like Rio cum. His hips stuttered as she worked him over, her eyes hooded and greedy as she swallowed around him. Her mouth and tits stroked his hot skin, the soft curves pressed around hard flesh.
"Fuck, I'm gonna..." He cursed, his teeth clenched and head thrown back as he came down her throat.
Beth moaned with him, his lust blown eyes meeting hers as he gasped heavily. She licked him clean, while he panted above her, his hand grasping the headboard for balance.
"Damn, mami." He grunted, sliding down the bed to pull her against his side. He kissed her temple and cheek before delving into her mouth hungrily. They sunk into each other, tongues twisting and lips teasing.
"You're so sexy." He rasped, his thumb brushing across her flushed cheek and bruised lips.
"Thank you." She murmured, her fingers tracing his chest and ribs.
"You don't gotta thank me." he remarked, his warm palm sliding up along her dramatic curves. "Should be thankin' you."
"Why?"
Rio smirked, his eyes playful and voice gravelly as he nuzzled into her cleavage, "Made my dreams come true."
Beth giggled a bit, her cheeks flushing as he stroked her breasts and nipples. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"You ever do that before?" he asked gruffly, his head cocking to the side as she shook her head. "Not even your ex?"
"Nope." She replied, shaking her head and biting her lip shyly. "Just you."
"Damn, mama." Rio rasped, nuzzling into her neck to kiss her along the soft curve of her jaw. "You're a amazing."
Beth bit her lip as Rio dressed after a full night of the hottest sex she'd ever experienced. His hands buttoned his shirt up smoothly as he watched her in the mirror. She was perched on the end of the bed, the thick white hotel robe wrapping her up. She wasn't sure what she was feeling watching him but there was a longing for the sight to never end.
Rio joined her at the bed, standing in front of her while she peered up at him. She shuddered as his hands slid along her neck and cupped her jaw. Her eyes slid shut at the feeling of his thumb brushing her lip while his fingers tangled into her hair.
He brought her to her feet, his hand pressing into her lower back to hold her firmly against his chest. Beth chewed her lip as he gently swept the hair from her forehead away and kissed her softer than before.
"You get home safe, Elizabeth." He rasped, pulling back to look her over affectionately.
Beth smiled softly, her throat tightening at how gentle he was touching her.
"You ever need to live a little again let me know, beautiful." He rasped, kissing her lips once more before opening the hotel room door.
"Rio." She stopped him as he was halfway out the door.
"Yeah." He smirked, his head canted back a little to encourage her to spit it out.
"Pancakes." Beth blurted out, her hands clenching the sleeves of her robe.
"Pancakes?" Rio drawled, his tongue swiping across his lip before being bitten between his teeth.
"Do you want to get some pancakes with me?" she asked nervously, her eyes wide and bright.
His grin grew when she blushed deeply as he shut the door behind him. He sauntered closer, nudging her chin up with his knuckles.
"Yeah, ma. I'll get some pancakes with you."
