Tyler took a deep breath and pushed the doorbell, the sound reverberating throughout the small apartment on the other side. He rocked back on his heels, and took in the sight of the ceiling. The hallway was pretty quiet, and there was no doubt that the sound he'd just heard was a woman being pleasured. And, he thought wickedly, pretty fucking good if those screams mean anything at all. He cocked his head towards the door in front of him, almost sure the noise had came from there, but then the door swung open and Crystal stepped into view. All other thoughts fled, sexy or not.
She had her hair loose, and the long locks were hanging over her shoulder, the ends curling right where her nipples would be. Several inches of stretchy black material gave into her dynamic legs. Tyler finally glanced up at his date's face and saw her smile of female satisfaction at his interest. She'd painted her full lips a scarlet red, and outlined her eyes in shades of grays and blacks, lending a smoky mystique to her image. Tyler almost groaned aloud, already envisioning how that shade of red was going to look smeared across her face.
"Hey Tyler," Crystal said, noting the look of pure male appreciation that had lit his face the moment she stepped into the hallway. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yes ma'am," He grinned. He let her take the lead to the elevator, perfectly willing to do anything that put him in a position to watch the way her hips swayed, teasing him with the smooth rhythm of her ass swinging. He thought about that ass bare, bent over in front of him with his hands pulling her close. "Have anything in particular in mind for tonight?"
" Darling, you can just bet I do," She threw him a look over her shoulder, her eyes filled with undeniable fire. She used a perfectly manicured nail to push the DOWN button on the elevator, and turned towards him. "But what did you have planned?"
"I thought dinner, then maybe go see a late showing," He replied as they maneuvered into the elevator. Crystal waited until the doors were closed and then pressed against him.
"Make it a rental at your place and it's a date."
***
Two hours later, Tyler slid the key into his one bedroom-apartment door. They had dined at Sergio's, a well-known Italian restaurant across town, and had held idle chatter the whole time. But even as they ate their food, an underlying tension had been present, thick with anticipation. Not, he thought wryly to himself, unlike other things he could think of.
That could do without being cut with a knife.
He shoved the door open with a grand gesture. "Madame."
"Lovely," she giggled as he showed her to the couch.
Crystal sat back on the couch, sinking into the soft beige cushions, the suede material brushing against her skin, sending electric jolts through her tense body. She smiled up at Tyler, took his hand and pulled him beside her, then repositioned herself so she was facing him, one leg tucked underneath her, pushing the hem of her dress up. Tyler glanced down quickly, and Crystal smiled.
"Is this movie okay," He asked suddenly, as though remembering the pretense both had used to take the night back to the privacy of his living room. The title Man On a Ledge was emblazoned across the screen. At her nod he hastily punched play on the remote and turned back to her. He flashed her a grin, taking her hand and pulling her closer to him. Heat shot through her as he wrapped his arm around her, and she tilted her head up to look into his face.
Tyler kissed her. His teeth took the painted bottom lip between them and bit gently, illiciting a soft moan from their owner before he claimed her mouth. The blood rushed to his cock as she parted her lips, allowing his tongue access to hers. Tongue slid over tongue as they pushed their bodies closer to each. Tyler rose up and pushed her back onto the couch, quickly positioning himself between her legs, shoving the black material up around her waist. His dick pushed against her heat through his pants, and he moved his mouth lower, biting her neck as she tilted her head back and ran her fingers through his hair. Tyler's deft fingers found her entrance, unobstructed by panties. He tested her, slipping first one finger and then another inside her tight cunt. She moved her hands from his hair and sat half way up, pulling her dress completely over her head. Instantly, Tyler shoved her back down and kissed her nipples, even as he continued to fuck her with his fingers, her sweet juices running down his hand.
Crystal couldn't breathe. The man between her legs was silent as he flicked a tongue over a rock hard nipple. The feel of his fingers banging into her cunt was making her head spin. She pulled at his shirt, and he just reached up and shoved her hand away. Shocked, but intrigued, she watched him. She felt his other hand move between them, heard a zipper and then felt the absence of his fingers. Before she could mourn the loss, the firm head of his cock was pushed against her, and suddenly, he was inside. She groaned, covering the sound of his sigh of relief, wrapping her legs around his waist as he began to fuck her. Thrusting in and out of her slick pussy hard and fast, Crystal felt full to the brim with his dick. He buried his head in her neck.
