Monroe, Baron, Corey and Carmella had gone to a bar after the show. They had been there for almost two hours when Carmella and Corey finally decided to break up their night out.
"We're heading back," Corey said.
"Sleep tight," Monroe said.
"Who said we'll be sleeping," Carmella giggled.
"I want the details in the morning, girl," Monroe giggled back.
"Enough!" Corey teasingly pushed Carmella. "You! Out of here!"
They left the bar and Baron turned his focus to Monroe again.
"We probably should head back too," he said.
"After this drink," she said.
She raised her still half full glass of 7up rum rambler. Not a drink Baron had before but she had convinced him to try it out and he had liked it so much that his glass was already empty. She emptied hers too while keeping her eyes on him. She put the glass back down.
"Okay, I'm ready," she said.
"We could have shared a cab with Corey and Carmella," he said.
"I wanna walk. It's a lovely night," she said.
They walked through the night, smalltalking and laughing. He took her hand almost right after leaving the bar. He didn't think before doing that and she didn't say anything either. They walked back to the hotel hand in hand like it was perfectly normal.
He still held her hand through the lobby and inside the elevator. He escorted her to her room. They stopped outside and she leaned up against the door. He placed a hand on the door and leaned down to kiss her. Again he wasn't thinking. He did what he had wanted to do every night he had talked with her on the phone the past month.
"You already found a rebound?" Seth's voice tore through the air.
They broke the kiss and looked at him. He stood with his arms crossed and stared at them.
"What is it to you?" She asked.
"There's a word for women like you!" He snarled. "Whore!"
"Hey!" Baron snapped. "Go mind your own business or we're gonna have a problem!"
"Whatever. You can have her," Seth said.
He walked to his room, unlocked it and disappeared into it fast. Baron looked at her again. She was laughing lowly. He leaned down to kiss her again.
"Be honest," he said. "Am I a rebound?"
"A rebound for what? I barely got together with him," she said. "I want you to be honest too. Am I just some conquest for you?"
"No," he pulled her close. "I don't call a simple conquest every night just to talk to her. A conquest is a quick fuck in a dark alley somewhere. Someone I won't even remember the name of. But you, Monroe, your name is branded in my mind. Even if I call you sunshine."
She grinned as she turned around in his arms and unlocked the door. She opened it and looked at him again.
"Do you wanna come inside?" She asked.
"I'm warning you. If I enter your room, I'm not leaving again until it's time for breakfast," he said.
She pulled him down by his jacket, placing a soft kiss on his lips.
"Do you wanna come inside?" She repeated.
She shrieked in surprise when he lifted her up by her hips and carried her inside fast. He kicked the door shut before putting her back down. Clothes went flying in all directions while he moved her towards the bed. They were both naked when they landed on the bed.
"Easy, boy," she laughed. "I'm not going anywhere."
"I'm not waiting another second," he said. "Do you have any idea how many cold showers I've taken the last month? You got one hell of a sexy voice on the phone."
"And they weren't even booty calls," she laughed.
"Shut up," he said.
He kissed her to silence her. He ran his hand between her legs and smirked against her lips.
"So fucking wet already and I haven't even touched you," he said.
"Your voice is fucking sexy too," she said. "But I masturbated instead of taking cold showers."
He rolled on top of her and pinned her hands down on either side of her head.
"No more masturbation. Time for the real deal," he said.
He moved his hips around until his dick slid into her without the use of hands. She gasped in surprise as he bottomed out with the first thrust.
"Warn a girl, will you?" She hissed.
He pulled out again and pushed back in with the same force.
"No," he chuckled.
"Screw you!" She moaned. "Harder, Baron! Please!"
He tightened his hold on her wrists and slammed into her as hard as he could. He fucked her as if he was trying to break her. She cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, constantly begging for more. He tried pushing his own limits, fucking her harder than he had ever fucked anyone before. She started shaking under him, crying into his ear. He kept holding her down, fucking her through her orgasm, cumming too by the end of it.
"Fuck!" He rolled down next to her. "That was... That was..."
"It really was," she said.
They looked at each other and started laughing. Despite not being able to find the right word, they clearly felt the same. He pulled her close and kissed her tenderly while running his fingers through her hair.
"What would you like for breakfast?" He asked.
"You," she smirked. "Served naked, ready to eat."
"Ready to eat?" He smirked back. "You're gonna suck my dick?"
"Why wait until breakfast?" She asked.
She rolled over and pushed herself up on her knees, slowly crawling backwards while keeping eye contact with him. He closed his eyes when her lips closed around his dick. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, trying to stay in control without being successful. She had him exactly where she wanted.
"Fucking hell, sunshine," he muttered. "You're gonna be the death of me."