UNSTOPPABLE (Siri's Saga Book 2) (6 page)

He says in a husky whisper and I feel his finger on my labia lips as it pushes past and touches my clit. "I love that you don't wear panties."

My mind screams as my clit floods my pussy with wetness and my tits try to touch him, pushing against my bra. "Yes." I whisper.

He blows his breath out as his throat moans then turns into whispered words. "I love how wet you are." I feel his finger slide up between my lips and into my vagina.

"Ah!" I let out a moan full of air.

He curls his finger as he whispers in my ear. "I love how you moan for me."

"Umm."

His finger slides out. "I love how you love it pounded." He thumps my clit twice.

"Oh!" I say in surprise. As my overstimulated clit throbs then tingles, I moan loud, tipping my head back and showing him my throat. I flex my ass to the wall.

I feel his finger slide in my pussy and he pumps it, in and out, in and out.

"Oooo." I moan and my hands find his forearm and I try to help, but he maintains control.

"I love how you sang for me this morning."

I pause my helping hands and frown, staring up to the ceiling of the elevator.

"You didn’t know you did that. Did you?"

"No."

His finger slips out and he drags it forward to wet my clit. Then he moves it back in my vagina, then back all the way out to my clit. Each time he goes in, I push his arm deep and when he pulls out and circles my clit, my eyes roll back in my head and my ass flexes against the wall. All while he tells me. "You sang each time you came this morning. Not words, but beautiful moaning vocal runs. I didn't know you could sing so sweet."

The elevator slows down, then dings and we arrive. My eyes fly open.
Damn! We are here!
His hand leaves my wetness and he pecks my lips. The doors slide open and he pushes off the wall as he puts his dripping finger in his pocket. He grins at my expression.

I sigh and smile at him. "It’s you."

He turns to the door, sticks his elbow out and tells me. "Your limousine awaits."

I hook his arm and brush my tit against him as we exit into the lobby. Walking across the floor, hearing my heels clicking, I can’t help myself. I strut my stuff. Aurei feels my movement and smiles down at me. I squeeze his arm and cut my eyes at him. Watching him walk next to me, I see the competent pilot in complete control, walking with his strong gait and holding his own next to me.
Gorgeous Golden God got swag!
I laugh and he looks at me again. I wink at him and he winks back.
It feels so fucking good to have a man who isn't intimated by my Wild Thang.
As we cross the lobby, I notice there are three limousines parked out front. I frown. "Why are there three limos?"

"I thought it best. It's a diversionary tactic."

"Why?"

"Ruth."

"Ruth? Please! That bitch don’t have enough nerve to try anything out in public."

"Maybe, but I’m not taking any chances."

As we get closer to the front door, I notice a small crowd of people outside the building, milling around.
Surely not.
But then I notice Tony, the security guard, is standing outside the door.
Surely so!
I grin and giggle, determined not to let Ruth-less have any more of our time. "Aurei, do you see what I see?"

"I do, Wild Thang." He says as he lays his hand over mine and looks at me. "It would appear they have found the hometown girl who is actually a big Vegas Star! Maybe we should slip out the back?"

"What?" I wink at him. "It’s showtime!"

"Yes ma’am."

As soon as Aurei opens the door for me, I hear. "There's Seary! There she is!" Immediately the small crowd of people surge toward us, and both Tony and Aurei hurry to step in-between, holding up their hands to back off, but I launch into default Diva mode, strutting for my fans as I walk off to the side so they can have free access to me.
Work it, Siri. Work your ass-n-tits. Flaunt your stuff.

The crowd moves to me, and the first person I notice is Brandy from the Bar last night.
I knew she recognized me.
She holds her phone out and asks. "Siri, can I have a selfie?"

"Sure!" I take the phone from her and we pose. I snap the pic and hand it back to her. She tells me as she launches into a list of questions. "I’m Brandy and my blog is Brandy’s Blabbing Bitches. May I ask some questions? Are you from Alabama?"

"Yes." I answer as I pose with another fan. "I’m from LA. Lower Alabama."

"Are you moving back here?"

"No." I snap selfies with others.

"Are you opening an entertainment business here?"

"No."

"Do you have any business partners here?"

"No."

"Are you available for booking for private entertainment while you are here?"

"No. I don’t do private events."

"Will you be performing at The Stallion?"

"No. Well. I don’t know. Maybe later I’ll do a quest appearance. The new owner is a friend of mine."

"Who’s the new owner?"

"Clay Quigley. He’s an Aussie. You should interview him. He won it in a poker game."

"Oh wow! I will. Are you business partners with him?"

"No."

"Were you partners?"

"No." My eyes narrow a little.

"Who’s your man?" She nods as Aurei walks over, frowning at me.

"Aurei Moore."

She turns to snap several pics of him. "Is he your business partner?"

I stare at her. All these questions about a business partner makes me ask her. "Why?"

"I’m just trying to find out why you returned to Alabama."

"I came home for a family emergency."

"Will you be returning to Vegas then?"

Aurei steps up and holds his hand out to me. I put mine in it and grin at him. "Yes."

"When?" She asks as she watches us together and takes photo after photo of us.

"That’s enough information. Miss Wright has a plane to catch." He hooks my arm and walks me to the limousine.

She calls after us. "Where are you going?"

The limo driver opens the door for me, and as I climb in, I tell her. "He’s promised me a trip to heaven." I wink at her, then I slide in and Aurei joins me.

The limo driver closes the door on us, walks around, gets in and pulls out. I turn to watch the other two limos, pulling out behind us and following us down the drive. When I turn back to Aurei, he is grinning at me. "You enjoyed that."

"Hell yeah, I did! I’ve been here eight weeks and no one has paid me any attention. No one had a clue I was Seary. I thought Brandy and Roger recognized me last night."

"She was asking a lot of questions for a fan."

"Yes. She’s a blogger." My eyes get big as saucers. "Oh shit! The cards ... in my jacket!"

"What about them?"

"She held my jacket last night, remember?"

"And you think she took the cards?"

"She must have. She was fishing for answers."

"Don’t worry. You didn’t give her any ammo to use and by the time we return, any story will be dead. Old news."

"Yeah. You’re right. Another good reason to leave." A car speeds up next to us and swerves recklessly, trying to see in the tinted windows. I slide down in the seat out of habit, hiding from their view.

"Where are you going?" Aurei asks.

"Away from their prying eyes." I slide off the seat and onto the floor where I spin around to face him. "You should lean your head back and rest. If they can't tell anyone is in here, then they'll leave to go chase the other limos."

"Good thinking, Smart Thang!" He leans his head back and rests it on the seat. The car slows down and waits for the next limo. Aurei stretches his legs out. He looks every bit like a Dom sitting there, looking down his nose at me. A smirk starts to spread over his face. "What are you thinking?"

I smirk back, then flip over onto my hands and knees, crawl my arms up the back of the seat to the driver, and hike my ass in the air. I flash my sweet, little pussy at Aurei and I hear him say. "Perfect."

"We would like a little privacy, please." I tell the driver as I run my hand between my legs and pat my pretty, little pussy for Aurei. As the partition closes between us, my hand starts to circle my pussy, massaging it. When it's shut, I sink my finger in and out a few times, then I slink back down to sit in front of Aurei as I tell him. "You made me so horny in the elevator!" I lift my hand from my pussy and show him. "I'm still very wet!" His face is serious as he studies me. "What's a girl to do?" Leaning my head back, I start to masturbate as he watches. I stroke my pussy in big, dramatic circles, then I pat my clit and finger myself. "Ah! That feels good."

When I lift my head, I see that his head is off the back of the seat. He is watching me like a hawk.
His expression says 'Wild Thang, you make my heart sing!'

I stop masturbating and tell him. "What did you say I do when I cum? Sing? Really? Those songs must be special to you, Aurelius. I don't remember ever hearing myself create moaning music. But let's see. Listen." I lay my head back again and masturbate. As I build myself to climax, I moan. "Umm. Ah!" Then I start to squirm and I tell him as I strain. "You do bad things to my good thang. Baby, you make me wild!" I lift my head and look at him as I stroke and poke my pussy for him. When his hand slides to his cock and he chokes it, I let my cum go. "Hah. Hah. Hah." I watch as his expression becomes thunderous while I orgasm.
Damn! That Dom Thunder look is fucking beastly!
Then I grin at him. "Ah! That's better. Did I sing?" He doesn't say a thing. His eyes devour me and his hand has a death grip on his cock. "No? I didn't think so. You see you're fucking is special! It's fuckaliciousness!"

A truck goes by, tooting its horn and the rednecks in the back are "hooting" at us.

"Keep your head back, Baby, or they will keep following us." He doesn't smile, but I do as I move forward to kneel in front of him, keeping my head below the window. I swat his hand away and see his cock throbbing in his pants. I look up into his face now, and lick my lips. "Do you need my help with that?" I tease him with whispered, dirty words about blowing him up and sucking him dry, as I unzip his pants and push his briefs down under his balls. The waist band pushes them up for me. He picks his head up and looks at me. The "hoots" start all over again. I pull his hard cock out. I blow my breath on it. I know he isn't breathing. He is straining to watch my every move. I open wide, and I put it in my mouth without touching it. As I look up from my position below, I close my mouth around it and suck.

He drops his head back against the seat and moans. "F...u...c...k!"

I release him, opening my mouth wide, and remove his cock without touching or stroking it. I put my lips on the tip and blow hard into it. "F...u...c...k!" He says again and picks his head back up to look at me. The truck toots its horn, but they fall behind. I hold my hands up and spread my fingers wide. He slides his fingers in-between and cinches us tight. Each time I take his cock in without sliding on it and I suck it hard, he moans. "F...u...c...k!" Then each time, I remove it without stroking and then blow into the tip, he uses my hands to pull his head up and pushes back on them as his head falls back. "F...u...c...k!"

All the way to the airport, I work him over this way, again and again. Until the limo enters the gate at the airport, then I let go of his hands. They fall to the seat and he grips it. With soft pressure, my wet tongue teases him and with light lips, I go down on him, taking his cock in deep. He pulls against the seat and moans long and loud. "F......U......C......K!" I suck him from the base, as I pull away all the way out to the tip, then I blow one last time, and run my tongue along the ridge line. He growls from his throat and his hands grip my head. He pushes me down on his cock and I slide my wet tongue lightly down his shift, licking him all the way to the base. His fingers flex in my hair as I clamp down on his entire length and suck hard as I pull my head away. His fingers wrap themselves in my hair as he hunches while I withdraw all the way back out to the tip. Then his hands open and he cradles my head, while he waits as my tongue dances around his tip and ridge. When his cock is swollen and it thumps with a life of its own, I feel his hands constrict on my head and I slide him back down my throat, licking all the way to his base. At the bottom, he pushes me down further as his abs harden. When he fucks my face once, hunching my mouth, I close around him and suck. His semen shoots the back of my throat as he tries to push me off his shaft, but I hold on tight and drain him dry. "F...u...c...k.... Y...e...a...h!" He groans and I swallow all of his glorious cum. Then I slide him out and play with his tip on my tongue, until he holds me still.

When I look up into his face, I see pure ... honest....
Umm hmm.
I smile at him. "My Fucking Golden God! I adore you!"

His hands fall limp to the seat. He lays his head back and closes his eyes. His beautiful golden hands lay open and relaxed. I smile at him, but he doesn't see me. I tuck his precious package back in his pants, tuck his shirt in and zip them up. He takes my hand and pulls it to his mouth. He puts my finger in it and sucks my dry juice off. The feeling makes me wet again! "Kiss me, Bad Thang." He commands me, and I obey. I straddle him, and he let's my finger go as I lean down to kiss him. He doesn't stick his tongue in my mouth, he waits for me to stick my tongue in his, then he sucks it once and let's it go. "I taste good in your mouth." He tells me as I slide onto the seat to sit next to him. I pull the hem of my dress down then lift his arm and snuggle under him. He gives me a gentle squeeze on my ass, but doesn't move or say anything else. He rests, as we circle the airport and head around to the runway. When the limo comes to a stop, the driver taps the barrier window. Aurei opens his eyes and lifts his head. I sit up and smile into his face. His grin is relaxed, lazy and satisfied.
Now that is one happy face! And I guarantee my man will wear it forever!