Jeremy Meeks The same guy I teased when we were young. The same guy who lived across from me
back in high school. The same guy I thought was too geeky and short to ever catch my attention.
Jeremy is nothing like the guy I envisioned years ago. And when we finally meet again at our high
school reunion, I'm speechless. He remembers me. And I'm glad because there is nothing I want to do
other than grab his attention. We make it out on the patio overlooking the beach. It's a huge villa
rented by the whole team to celebrate 15 years since our graduation. I'm looking out at the sea,
but I can feel his eyes on me. I can feel the tension between us. I know it's been years,
but right now I want to do the unthinkable. I want to make out with this man on this balcony
and have him fuck me 10 ways into the morning. He smells good. He looks amazing. And that smile,
God, he takes my champagne glass and sets it on the ledge.
Can I ask you something? I nod. At this point, he can ask me anything. We can do anything.
We're both adults. I'm heading back to LA tomorrow. So why don't we?
Yes. Yes to anything this man wants. Yes to whatever he's about to say. I nod.
Then it shouldn't be a problem if I kiss you. He can take me here for all I care,
but there are others on the balcony. They're not close, but they are within my peripheral vision.
I don't want to come off desperate. So I let him lead. I let him make the first moves.
And when he leans in, it's like tasting honey for the first time. This man can kiss. This man
can make me forget where I am. I hold on to him as he devours my lips. His hands pull me against him,
close enough to feel his erection. I'm saddened when he tears away,
leaving me hanging onto the very essence of his being.
Why don't we take this inside? He holds his hands out and I take it with pleasure.
I haven't had a man inside me in over six months. And to have this fine specimen as a
reintroduction to my pussy, this is heaven. We make it upstairs in one of the vacant rooms,
and Jeremy doesn't waste time. He begins undressing me and I him. His kisses are soft and gentle,
but speak with urgency. Jeremy doesn't miss a beat undressing me like he's done this more
times than I can count on my fingers. But something about this, about us, feels personal.
He strips me until I'm in my underwear, and not once has he let go of me. His eyes are like
embers burning into my skin with dark desires. I'm yet to take off his pants, but I'm distracted
by the ripples and taut muscles bulging from his chest. This man is king material. I reach for his
pants, forgetting to be chased, forgetting to be the good girl. I am in desperate need of this
man to fill me. But he stops me, lifting me off my feet and carrying me to the bed.
Let me enjoy you. I don't protest because the moment he slips my bra off with ease and lowers
his mouth onto my nipple, I'm lost for words. He sucks me hard, hungry, desperate. Like I'm this
man's first meal for the day, and I love it. He moves between each breast, feasting like he's
angry, like it's his and not mine. A breath escapes me when his teeth graze my bud. I can't for the
life of me comprehend what the fuck is going on, because this man is handling me like dough.
He flips me onto my stomach and needs my ass, slipping off my undies. This man means business.
He's not into games because my body jerks forward when he splits my legs and runs his tongue up my
folds. I grapple with the pillows for purchase as he darts in and out of my pussy. Fuck, what is this?
What the fuck is this? He flips me onto my back again, burying his head between my legs.
My nerves are all over the place. I'm screaming so loud I'm positive anyone outside that door
can hear. This is the life. Fuck. I move my hips gyrating on his face. I'm close. So fucking close
I can see the motherfucking light. I can't escape. He's holding me, keeping me in place. My body
is shaking out of control. My pussy squirts. I can squirt. I never did that before. What is this
man doing to me? Jesus. My body trembles, draining me of my essence. He's licking me like a cat,
grooming me, cleaning shit. I raise on my elbows, watching as this beautiful man feeds off my pussy
like a goddamn king. His eyes are wicked, maleficent. Never had I seen or felt something so hot,
so dirty, so erotic. If this is what he delivers without an ounce of dick, then sign me up.
Jeremy lifts his head with a wicked grin. Ready for round two?