steadily, enjoying every cry and the way her ass moved and pushed against me. Her arms gave out from underneath her and soon she was face down in the pillow, screaming at every move I made. It was a hotter sight than anything you could hope to see in a porno movie. Her moans soon turned to screams and I knew that she was even closer than I was. Her pussy once again tightened and she gave out another cry, as the second orgasm spread through her body. My climax followed moments later and I came hard, deep inside her pussy.
I collapsed next to her and the two of us lay there, panting. Well, I owed Trisha one. The wedding hadn't been so bad after all.
Chapter Two
Ruby
It took a surprisingly long time for me to remember where I was the morning after the wedding. My eyes opened and I saw a hotel room, vaguely familiar but too fancy to be mine. The sun was streaming through the Venetian blinds and causing my headache to worsen. Fuck, I really shouldn't have had so much to drink last night, I thought to myself. I at least should have chased down the booze with a few glasses of water to keep me hydrated. That way I probably wouldn't have had this horrible pounding headache.
I turned over and there he was. His name came back to me in an instant. Nate Watson. Obnoxious, arrogant, rude and tattooed. Here he was lying next to me, completely naked and fast asleep. It all came flooding back to me. We'd sat next to each other at the wedding reception (not by choice).
He'd been cute but very irritating. Trisha had come over, introduced us to her husband and humiliated me in front of everyone. That certainly sounded right. He'd annoyed me and I'd stormed off. I drank more than usual and we danced.
Then I remembered the elevator and everything that had gone down on the very bed I was laying on. It was like something from a bad porno movie, but it was real. The worst part was, I had loved every moment of it.
Fuck fuck fuck. I had actually done it. I'd slept with a total stranger, a stranger I didn't even like. Though he did look really attractive just lying there. One arm was over his head, showing off his defined biceps and his tattoos formed a strangely attractive collage on his naked body. His dignity was just about covered by some of the bed sheet, though it didn't stop me from remembering how big he was. Definitely the biggest I'd ever had. He had been a great lover too. I certainly hadn't forgotten that. Even so, one night stands were always so painfully awkward. How had I let myself do this? If Trisha found out she would never let it go. While her husband was probably making love to her on their wedding night, I was being fucked and eaten out by a weird but handsome guy who I didn't even like that much. She couldn't know. No one could.
I had to sneak out of the hotel room without being detected, so that I could maintain some dignity. Nate would probably be happy about it too. I mean, who enjoys making awkward small talk with some crazy chick they just happened to fuck last night? If I left quietly and of my own accord I'd be doing him a big favor.
Before my escape plan could fully formulate, Nate's eyes opened wide. They seemed a startling green when the morning sun was shining on them.
"Good morning!" I squeaked. My voice had this habit of going really high when I was nervous, kind of like a teenage boy who'd just hit puberty. It was embarrassing enough at the best of times but in front of a hot guy who had just fucked me like there was no tomorrow, it was mortifying. Nate just smiled at me.
"Morning. I thought you would have ran off by now?" he said teasingly. I felt myself blushing. Why was I always so obvious?
"Of course not. That would be rude. But I really should go!" I sat up and my breasts were exposed, though I quickly covered them with the bed sheet. Nate laughed at my pointless modesty. He had already been up close and personal with every part of myself that I might wish to cover, but I