Jimmy kept his eyes on Barborah. They had never met before until tonight, but they had spent most of the night talking and flirting. The sexual tension between them was so thick that it could be cut with a knife. The only thing holding them back was everyone else present at the party.
He studied her as she stood there on the floor talking with her cousin Scarlett. Jimmy still didn't know Scarlett and Karrion all too well but so far he liked them. And apparently Scarlett had a cousin with long, blonde hair and a pair of bright blue eyes who was even more sexy than Scarlett.
His eyes wandered down Barborah's body. Just like Scarlett, Barborah loved showing off her body. She wore a short black top that looked more like a bra. It was paired with a pair of black, mini shorts crawling halfway up her ass. She looked more like she belonged on the beach than at a party. Paired with the look was a pair of thigh high, black boots with a deadly heel. He moved his eyes back up and saw he had been caught. She was looking directly at him and smirking at him.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Barborah said.
"I'll go mix some more drinks," Scarlett said.
Barborah kept her eyes on Jimmy and winked. It felt like an invitation. She wasn't going to the bathroom to use it. She was going there to meet up with him. She left the living room and he casually got up from his seat to follow. No one noticed him going after her.
He walked out in the hall and saw her standing down by the bathroom. She still had that sinful, wicked smirk on her face. Her blue eyes were full of lust. She stepped inside the bathroom, and he hurried down the hall to catch up with her. She was waiting for him as expected. He closed the door behind him and locked it.
"Hi, Jimmy," she said.
"Hi, Barborah," he smirked back at her. "What are we doing here?"
"You tell me," she said.
It was an invitation and a challenge at the same time. He crossed the floor, took her in his arms, and kissed her. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth which made him growl and back her up to the sink. Her hands moved fast. She opened his pants and pushed them down his thighs along with his briefs. Her hand closed around his dick, and he groaned in pleasure.
"Fuck!" He panted.
"Gladly," she said.
She spun around and pushed her booty shorts down. To no surprise she wasn't wearing underwear. Her ass was perfect and delicious. He grabbed her hips, pulled her back slightly, and slammed into her without checking if she was ready or not. He just knew that she was.
"You're so wet," he said.
"I've been wet since I laid my eyes on you," she said.
He loved the idea of her having been wet for him for hours. She had to ache so bad, and he was right there to take the pain away. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back so they could keep eye contact through the mirror while he pounded away inside her sweet pussy.
"Jimmy!" She whimpered.
"You better not be holding back on me, Barborah!" He growled. "I want you to cum. I fucking need to feel you cum on my dick right this second."
She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. He placed a hand over her mouth before she cried out as loudly as she could. He didn't need to alert the entire party to what was taking place in the bathroom. Once she was done cumming, he removed his hand again. She opened her eyes and looked at him in the mirror again. He kept fucking her but slowed down a bit.
"I could fuck you all night long," he said. "You have the most perfect ass, you know that?"
"Why don't you fuck it then?" She asked.
He held still and looked at her in the mirror.
"Yeah?" He smirked.
"Yeah," she smirked back.
He pulled out of her and pushed two fingers inside her to get them wet. He used as much of her pussy juices he could to lube the entrance of her ass. He lined up and slowly started pushing inside. She let out a long, loud moan. Once again he had to silence her with his hand while he started fucking her ass. He gave her long, slow thrusts. Her moans kept growing in volume, and he kept silencing them all with his hand.
"I'm not gonna last long," he said. "I need you to cum again, Barborah. I fucking need it."
She closed her eyes again and came in a silenced cry. He let go too and groaned into her ear while emptying himself inside her. He removed his hand and waited for her to open her eyes again. Both of them started smirking at each other in the mirror. She turned her head enough for him to be able to kiss her. They kissed for a short while before he finally pulled back and released her. She pulled her shorts back up and giggled.
"It stinks in here now. We better open the window," she said.
She walked over to the window, opened it, and looked up at the sky.
"First quarter," she said.
"Huh?" He asked.
"First quarter moon," she said.
He walked over to her and looked up at the sky. The first quarter moon was a beautiful sight.
"Oh yeah," he said. "The moon is fascinating."
"People always talk about getting weird and freaky on the full moon, but I always get horny on the first quarter moon," she said.
"I can tell," he chuckled.
She turned her eyes away from the moon and looked at him with a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye.
"Some people believe self-care should be done on the first quarter moon. That it's time for new things and new goals," she said.
"I say we did pretty good with self-caring," he grinned.
"Tarot readers also like to use the first quarter moon," she said.
"And we went from sexy to weird," he laughed. "Wanna go find a tarot card reader? I'm down if you are."
"No," she giggled.
She moved around and gave him a kiss.
"I wanna go find another drink. Scarlett must be wondering what is taking me so long," she said.
"Fucked and dumped. You're breaking my heart here," he pouted.
She walked over to the door, unlocked it, opened it, and turned to look at him again with that smirk that had been teasing him all night.
"Who says I'm done with you?" She winked. "The night is still young."