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CHAPTER SEVEN

Lindy woke, her eyes fluttering open in a dim room. The first thing she noticed was she didn’t know where she was. The second was that she felt like shit. Then it came to her. Bridget’s party, the tequila, J. J. Treble…and sex. She lied perfectly still as she tried to figure out how she felt, Treble curled into her back with his arm draped around her. After a moment she realized that she didn’t feel that much different, no guilt or remorse, so take
that
little voice. What she did feel was a tiny bit of soreness, but it was a good soreness, like after a hard workout. She wished she didn’t feel like shit because she wanted to have another go with Treble, to experience again what she felt last night. She tried to slip out of his embrace to go pee, but the moment she started to move, he tightened his embrace and pulled her in snuggly.

“How are you this morning?” he asked as he slowly kissed her neck and shoulder.

“Not so good. I’m never drinking again…ever. And I have to pee.” When he opened his embrace, she staggered out of bed and squeezing into the tiny bathroom. When she opened the door Treble was there, still naked, still looking good enough to eat, with another large glass of water and the Advil. She took the Advil, shook out four more pills, and chased them with the entire glass of water.

“It’s only six. Let’s go back to bed and give you a chance to sleep it off,” he said as he took the glass.

“Yeah,” she mumbled, turning toward the bed. “That sounds like a good idea.”

She was getting drowsy again when he joined her in the bed, tucking into her back with his knees behind hers. “You okay?” he asked softly

“About the sex?” she asked to make sure she understood.

“Yeah. There was no blood. Are you hurting?”

“No, not really.”

“That’s good. You feel okay? Not upset?”

She smiled and patted him on the leg. For looking like such a badass, he was surprisingly caring. “I’m fine. You did good, so don’t worry. I’m glad it was you.” Her smile broadened slightly as she felt the tension run out of him and she thought it was sweet that he was actually worried. She sighed softly, her eyes getting heavy as his fingers softly, slowly, caressed her breast, his touch sending a low-level pleasure thrumming through her as she drifted back to sleep.

***

The second time Lindy woke, it was to the smell of sausage and eggs. She felt surprisingly normal, her hangover greatly diminished from what it was earlier. She was alone in the bed and rolled over to look at the small clock. She breathed deeply and stretched languorously, the extra five hours of sleep and the Advil effectively killing the hangover. With another enormous yawn, she sat up and found her shirt. She was feeling sexy and naughty as she put on her shirt and panties but nothing else.

“How are you feeling now?” Treble asked when she appeared from the bedroom, her hair a mess, but the disarray making her sexier still.

“Better. I’ll have to remember that Advil and water thing.”

“Advil for the pain, water to help with the dehydration. We’re having an English Breakfast. Hope you’re hungry.”

“Starved, but what’s an English Breakfast?”

Treble grinned. He didn’t cook a lot, but he had perfected breakfast over the years as a way to cement his place with women. “You’ll see,” he said coyly. “Coffee is made,” he added as he pointed with the spatula.

She poured herself a cup, and topped off his, before folding herself into the booth-like table to watch. He was dressed only in boxers and watching the muscles ripple in his back as he fussed over the stove made her mouth water. He began to serve up two plates, turning to her with a grin as he slid a plate in front of her.

“This is an English Breakfast? Beans?” she asked as she looked over the plate.

He chuckled at her reaction. “Trust me. Have I steered you wrong yet?”

Lindy looked at her plate again. In addition to the beans in the center of the plate, two eggs, two sausage patties, three strips of bacon, a slice of fried tomato and a buttered English muffin filled the rest. She looked up and smiled at him. “No, not yet.”

She began with the eggs and bacon, but not wanting to insult him, tried the beans. Her eyes opened wide at how the flavor of the baked beans paired with the eggs and bacon. The tomato was next and she stopped chewing briefly as the slightly sweet, acidic, taste of the tomato cut through the fatty flavors of the meat. “This is delicious!” she gushed. “You are just
full
of surprises!”

He smiled at her as he consumed his own breakfast. Nothing like showing a woman you can cook to up the wow factor. He enjoyed the game, trying to impress women with his prowess in bed then finishing it off with breakfast the next morning, but for some reason, having Lindy compliment his cooking meant more to him than usual. “We missed breakfast,” he said simply. “I didn’t want you to leave hungry.”

She felt a stab of disappointment that he was trying to get rid of her so soon. “Thank you,” she said as she looked at her plate, pushing a bit of sausage around with her fork.

“Plus, you need to keep your strength up,” he added when he saw her look of disappointment. Normally breakfast came second, but that look told him what he needed to know.

“For?” she asked as she looked up.

“I think you know.”

She felt a chill pass over her, followed by a rising heat. “Tell me,” she whispered.

“You’re amazing. So beautiful and alive. I want to make love to you until we are both exhausted. I want to touch and kiss every inch of your body and hear you cry out as you come. I want to do all these things, and more, with you.”

She sat staring at him. He was so
bold,
and yet…“I want that, too.”

Their breakfasts were almost consumed so he slid out of the booth and reached for her hand. She stared at him a moment, then offered it. He pulled her gently out of the booth and up into his arms. He held her a moment, staring into her eyes. He could see the hunger there, a reflection of what he knew was in his own eyes. He lowered his lips, meeting her half way.

As their lips touched, she felt her desire roar to life, an inferno that made her burn for him. She pressed in, her body melting into his, her arms going around his neck as he pulled her hips firmly into his, allowing her to feel his hardness between them. She broke the kiss with a soft sigh and looked into his eyes.

“You made me a woman…now I want you to fuck me like one.” She couldn’t believe she said that, the words so unlike her, but it was what she wanted, her state of arousal making her as bold as Treble.

He nudged her toward the bedroom, following along in her wake, his cock so hard it almost ached. Her words had enflamed him, but he reminded himself she was still inexperienced and would need careful handling. She wasted no time when they arrived in the bedroom, stripping of her shirt and panties, and then turning to face him in the narrow pass at the foot of the bed. She knelt in front of him and pulled his shorts down. As he stepped out of them, she took him into her mouth.

She didn’t know what she was doing, and she knew it, but she remembered parts of what he seemed to like last night, so she began there, then adding her own embellishments, hoping what she lacked in skills she could make up for with enthusiasm.

Treble stood and allowed Lindy to go to work, her enthusiasm more than compensating for her lack of skills. But she was a quick learner, and soon she was starting to have an effect on him. He was in no danger of coming, yet, but it was time to show her something new. He pulled her roughly to her feet, taking charge while being careful to not hurt her. She looked at him questioningly, before he shoved her to the bed then followed her. She lied back and opened herself for him, but he had other plans. He lied down beside her and as she moved to mount him, he pushed her head down. She took the hint and began to move lower as he grabbed her leg and dragged her around before placing a leg to either side of his head.

She took him into her mouth again, so turned on she was certain the moment his tongue touched her she would come. She hadn’t understood what she had done wrong that made him stop the blowjob, disappointed she had failed to please him once again, but one look at his face, then the shove to the bed, had told her enough. Now, having him take her into a 69, wanting her to please him as he pleased her, made her redouble her efforts.

Lindy was a quick learner, that much was certain. Last night he stopped her sucking his cock because they would have been at it for hours. Now, while she wasn’t the most skilled woman to have sucked his cock, she had figured out enough that she was working him toward orgasm.
Oh yes, the ice princess is gone forever.
He clamped her pussy to his mouth a bit harder and focused on showing her what separated a woman from a girl.

She knew she must be doing something right because Treble’s breathing was becoming harder and he had started slowly pumping his hips. But it was so hard to focus as his tongue and lips destroyed her. She hadn’t come as he ate her out last night, but she was going to this morning. As he licked and probed, pinched and pulled, she had to pull his cock from her mouth because she was afraid she would hurt him.
If it felt this good to men, how can they stand it?
She took his cock into her mouth again, but as another wave of pleasure roared through her, she pulled it out, stroking it with her hand before stopping as her orgasm began to take her.

Treble could feel Lindy stiffen, but not from embarrassment or reluctance. She let out a long hard groan as a shudder passed over her, but he didn’t stop, rapidly flicking her clit with his tongue. She groaned and shuddered again, then sagged into him briefly before crying out softly and trying to pull away from his mouth. He held her for a moment, his tongue never still, but as her attempts to escape became more frantic he let her go.

She sagged into him, her orgasm this morning even
harder
than the one she had last night. As she lied panting she wondered just how hard her orgasms could be, but then smiled.
I don’t know, but I am looking forward to finding out.
As her strength began to return she took Treble’s cock back into her mouth.

He smiled as her mouth closed over his cock again, delighted that she had come so hard and still wanted to continue. When he touched her with this tongue, she gasped and flexed her hips, but didn’t pull away. He continued to touch, but gently, allowing her sensitivity to diminish, as he began to probe her with his finger.

Feeling his finger slide into her caused her to gasp softly. His insertion wasn’t as uncomfortable as it had been the night before, and she recognized the change when a second finger joined the first. As his tongue and finger worked in harmony, she could feel a pressure building, distant and weak, but clearly there. She had never had multiple orgasms before, but she could feel a second one trying to form.

He was approaching the limit of his tolerance. “You’re going to make me come,” he growled, pulling her away from his cock. With a little more practice, and some direction, Lindy could clearly become a lover of tremendous skill. “Are you on the pill?”

“Yes…” she breathed as she rolled to her back and opened herself to him.

She had to be clean, and he knew he was clean because he hadn’t fucked a woman in years without a condom, but he was going to this morning. “Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes….”

He rolled her over to her stomach and then slid a hand under her to pull her back to her hands and knees. He was so turned on that he took a moment to gather himself before he slowly entered her, taking his time. She was just as tight as before, but she seemed to loosen more quickly as he worked himself ever deeper. When his balls touched her ass, he held himself still breathing deep before he leaned over her and began to move.

His entry into her was still slightly uncomfortable, but not as much as the first time, but once in, he felt so
good!
As his weight settled into her back he began to move, this thrusts slow and gentle. The first couple of strokes were still uncomfortable, but suddenly the discomfort was gone, the change in position stimulating her in new and exciting ways. She pushed back into him, wanting to take him as deep as possible.
Oh god, I just want to fuck!
“Hard…fuck me hard.”