*****
Amelia slammed the door behind them and dragged Orlando up the stairs, ignoring whoever was in the living room. Once in her room, he grabbed her, pulling her in for a kiss. Their mouths fused together. He lifted her up and her legs wrapped around his waist. He set her on the bed, ripping her underwear off. He slipped her shirt over her head, breaking their kiss. He licked and nibbled her neck and collarbone down to her breasts. She gasped as he sucked her nipples through her bra. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He hissed in a breath when her fingers encircled his dick. He let her stoke him a few times before he caught her wrist.
“Condom. Now,” he said, his voice raspy.
She reached blindly for her bedside table drawer and yanked it open. She captured a foil package. She groaned in frustration when she couldn’t open the condom. A smile played on his lips as he tore it open. He quickly donned the condom and slid inside her. He pushed her back until she was lying on the bed. He hooked her legs on his arms, causing him to slip deeper. His fingers dug into her hips as he began to move. She grabbed fistfuls of covers and bit her lip to keep from screaming.
*****
“Nice house,” Heath said as they entered through the gate. “It’s messy half the time. There are five women that live here. You would think one of us would clean sometimes.” He followed her into the house. She led him upstairs. “My room is this one. I’ll be right back.”
He watched her enter the bathroom before he opened her door. He sat on her bed while he waited. The wall behind the headboard was vibrating. He grinned, figuring that it was Amelia and Orlando who was the source. Alyssa walked in, blushing. She stood between his knees as he placed his hand on her hips. She lowered her head until her lips touched his. He pulled her closer, sealing their mouths together. He tugged her shirt out of the waistband of her shorts. A hand skimmed over her flat stomach to cup her breast. She moaned softly as his thumb caressed her nipple.
A muffled scream made Heath break the kiss and look towards the door. “What was that?”
“Amelia. Her room is across the hall.” Alyssa tried to step back, but he held her close. She smiled shyly. “I was going to join you.” She kicked off her shoes and climbed up on the bed to lay behind him.
He stretched out next her and propped up on his elbow. Watching her he slowly slipped his hand up her shirt. He cupped her breast through her bra. Her breath hitched in her throat when he rolled her nipple. He stopped as a thought came to him.
“Are you a virgin, Alyssa?” She shook her head. “Good.” He seized her lips.
Alyssa unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it out of his pants to reach the last few buttons. Slowly she skimmed her fingers across his shoulders and down his arms. He shrugged it off before starting on her shirt. He took his time releasing each button. He rolled over so she could release her arms. She reached under his tank top. He sucked in a breath when her fingers touched his stomach. Feeling the contours of his torso, she pushed up the undershirt. They broke the kiss long enough to the undershirt.
Heath fingered the button on her shorts before slipping it through the hole. Gradually he lowered the zipper. He slid his hands into her shorts, pushing them over her hips. He traced the edge of her panties before slipping his hand inside. She moaned in frustration as she tried to kick off her shorts. She rolled off him to succeed. She straddled his thighs. He laced his fingers behind his head and watched her.
Alyssa reached for his belt. She unfastened his pants and slowly slid the zipper down. Lifting up she pushed them over his legs until they pooled at his ankles. He toed off his shoes before kicking his pants away, leaving him in a pair of jockeys. She stretched out next to him. He caressed her arm, causing her to shiver. He ran a finger along the strap of her bra, down to the clasp. He flicked it open. He glided the strap over her shoulder. She shrugged out of it, leaving herself bare. He leaned forward and captured her mouth. When he lifted his head, a smile curled on his lips.
He pushed her onto her back. After removing her bra, he looked down the length of her body, back up to her face. His eyes holding hers, he bent over and ran his tongue over one nipple then the other. She inhaled sharply when he bit gently. He watched her nipples harden as he blew on them lightly. He trailed kisses down her stomach while he pulled her panties off. When he started to descend further, she stopped him. He crawled up the length of her, parting her legs with his knee. As he lay on top of her, his hips nestled against hers.
Alyssa stroked her fingers down his back. “There’s a condom on the table.”
Heath reached blindly for the nightstand. Sitting up he pushed down his underwear and leisurely tore open the package, rolling down his length. He kept his eyes locked with hers. He caught a leg under his arm as he lay fully on top of her. He pushed forward, easing the head inside. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him forward. He entered to the hilt. They moaned in unison. He slowly withdrew. She grabbed his hips and pulled him forward. She sank her nails into his ass, holding him deep inside. He withdrew then rammed forward. Her nails sank deeper as he plunged into her. He felt her breath on his neck. He slipped his arm under her other leg, opening her wider.
Alyssa whimpered as he hit bottom. He increased the tempo, going deeper and harder. She thrust her hips up, matching the speed. He bit gently on her neck. He stopped for a moment, getting to his knees. He bent over her and took a nipple into his mouth. Raising her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Holding onto her hips he drove up into her repeatedly. She screamed when she came. He growled as he exploded in her, sending her into another orgasm.
*****
Thianna opened the door and stuck her head inside. “Psst, Amy. You awake?” She slipped inside and crouched next to the bed. She grabbed a shoulder and shook. “Amy.”
“Thianna, I will shot you where you stand if you don’t get out of here right now,” came Amelia’s muffled voice.
“Nicki saw a naked guy in Alyssa’s room. She said it looked like Heath Ledger.”
Amelia rolled over and propped up on her elbows. She squinted at the clock. “Christ. You wake me up at nine in the morning to let me know that Heath Ledger was in my baby sister’s bed?” A smile crept across her face. “Way to go, Lyssa.”
“You mean that was Alyssa screaming last night?” Amelia had rolled back over. “Amy.”
“Thi, I’m gonna get the gun.”
“Okay. Fine. I know when I’m not wanted.”
Orlando snuggled closer to Amelia. “I thought she would never leave. What would she have done if I asked her to join us?”
“Sputter for a moment before running out the door.” She ran a hand down his chest. “When do you have to leave?”
“Tonight. Our plane leaves at eight, I think.” He bit his lip as she licked her way down his chest and stomach. “Are you ready to get rid of me all ready?”
She snorted. “Not likely.” She closed her lips around his dick and lowered her head. She scraped her teeth along his length on the way back up. She flicked her tongue on the underside of the head before she descended. She wrapped her tongue around him and sucked. She began to move back and forth, sucking on the way out. A fist tangled through her hair. One of her hands gently massaged his balls as the other tightened at the base of his cock. He groaned. She tilted her head, changing the angle of her mouth and teeth. His breath hissed in sharply. He pulled her hair until he popped out of her mouth. He tugged her up until she was lying on top of him. He captured her lips as he rolled them over.
Parting her legs, she brought them to his sides, resting her legs along side his. He shifted slightly on the bed before settling comfortably between her out-spread thighs. She slowly spread her legs farther apart and wrapped her calves around the back of his, firmly locking them together. Hearing him inhale, she arched her back, rubbing her breasts against his chest. Orlando trailed his lips along her body, kissing her collarbone and down to her chest. He touched her breast, cupping the flesh in his hand. Gently, he brushed his thumb across the taut nipple. Hearing her gasp and arch into his hand, he captured the little peak between his index finger and thumb. He started to gently tug at it, arousing her even more. He added his mouth to the sexual torture that his fingers was creating. Leaving a trail of kisses on the tops of her breasts and bracing most of his weight on his elbows, he bent his head and took her breast into his hot mouth, sucking at her hungrily.
Amelia’s fingers tightened in his hair and pulled him closer, trapping his lips against her breast. Arching her back, she rubbed the nipple over his tongue. He responded by increasing the sucking pressure and rapidly flicking his tongue across the nub until she whimpered his name and tightened her legs around his waist. Arching her pelvis against his, she tried to soothe the ache he created by grinding her hips against his. With a final lick, he released the tender nub and attended to her other breast, quickly fastening his lips around it and giving it the same attention as he had given its twin.
Releasing her nipples, he placed a string of wet kisses along her abdomen and tongued the shallow dip of her navel. Sliding down in the bed, he gently ran his fingers through the silky ink of her pubic hair. Using his finger, he teased her open. He watched her face as he caressed her. Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth. She gasped when he finally slid a finger inside her. It was soon joined by a second. He placed his thumb on her sensitive clit and stroked. He quickly brought her to a climax, keeping the little bud stimulated until her inner muscles convulsed around his fingers and she screamed.
Not giving her a chance to calm down, he pulled her legs farther apart and wrapped them around his shoulders. As she crossed her legs around his neck, he slid his hands under her ass, pulling her closer to his mouth. Lowering his head, he tasted her, using his tongue, lips, and teeth on her swollen flesh, intent on giving her a second orgasm.
“Oh God,” she panted. She was close, very close. She felt the pressure build until it was almost unbearable. Grabbing the back of his head, she locked him in place and thrust her hips against his mouth. “Please, Orly.”
Gently, he captured her clitoris between his teeth, then took it between his lips and sucked -- hard. She screamed, as lightning bolts of pleasure traveled up and down her body, stealing her breathe. She writhed wildly on the bed, clutching the sheets. Her body drew taunt as a last wave of desire wash over her.
*****
“Who do you think that was?” Beth asked as she set her coffee down on the table.
