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WORM

W orm is listening to Emma and Wallace’s interactions. Even when they aren’t in complete agreement, they still get along so well. Worm is a bit envious of their close relationship, which had come out of nowhere. Worm shakes his head remembering how the couple had met.

Wallace had overheard Emma and her best friend, Susie Beth talking in a grocery store. The man had become enamored with her, even though he didn’t meet her that day. Luckily for Wallace, a buddy of his, who is a personal trainer, had needed Wallace to fill in for him a couple weeks later. Low and behold, Emma had been his client. Destiny had paved the wave for Wallace to find his siren, and it had been love at first sight for both of them.

Worm glances at Allison. Could that ever happen to me…to us? Since he first laid eyes on her, his mind has been drifting to things it shouldn’t. He needs to get laid. He’s been without too long. Yes, it’s time he takes Allison to bed and gets her out of his system.

“It’s been a long day,” Worm announces to those sitting around the table. “I’m going to head up. Would you like me to walk you to your room?” Worm stands, looking down at Allison. Smiling up at him, her cheeks flush. Her eyes say she knows exactly what he thinks is going to happen when they get up to her room.

“Sure, I’m beat.” He holds out his hand. Allison places her hand in his, letting him help her to her feet. They say their good-nights to everyone and head for the elevator. The second the doors close them inside, Worm turns to Allison, need coursing through him. He backs her into the wall. She squeals when he grips her hips.

Lowering his head, he devours her mouth. Allison gives as good as she gets, sucking on his tongue, which puts erotic images into his mind. Ones with Allison’s hot mouth wrapped around his cock.

The elevator dings announcing their arrival to their floor. “Damn sugar, you are fucking amazing with that mouth,” Worm murmurs, pulling himself away long enough to lead her from the elevator. “Can’t wait to have that mouth on my cock.”

Allison makes an appreciative sound. They reach her room quickly, heading inside. Worm wastes no time getting Allison’s dress off over her head. “Fuck!” he exclaims seeing her standing before him in only her bra and thigh holster. She hadn’t been wearing panties the whole time they’d been at dinner.

It’s a damn good thing he hadn’t known that or they wouldn’t have made it through dinner, much less all the dancing they’d done. His hands slide up her thigh, to release the Velcro on her holster, her skin pebbling under his touch. He drops the holster, gun and all, onto the bedside table.

He urges her toward the bed that is still in disarray from their earlier activities. She reaches behind her, unclasping her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Worm has every intention of making her come on his tongue again before sinking himself into her sweet heat.

“Oh, no you don’t,” Allison declares when he pushes her onto the bed, spreading her thighs. “It’s my turn.” She grabs the clasp of his dress pants. “I want to see you,” she says in a breathy whisper, which makes his painful erection harder.

In seconds, she has made short work of the zipper, pushing his pants down over his hips. Worm grits his teeth to keep from coming when his cock springs free, slapping his abdomen. “Mmmm,” Allison hums. Her eyes roaming over the length of his cock. She slides off the bed, sinking to the floor at his feet.

He groans with desire. “Fuck, sugar, you look so damn hot kneeling in front of me.”

Her eyes are wide, shiny, and bright with need. Her small hand wraps around his engorged length, her fingertips not meeting. She gives him a slow stroke from root to tip. A bead of precum forms on the head.

Unprepared, Worm groans again when Allison laps it up, swirling her warm, moist tongue around the mushroom head of his cock.

“Damn, sugar! Warn a guy first. You’re going to cause me to shoot my load all over your face.” Allison giggles before sucking him into her mouth, again, without warning. “Fuck!”

Allison makes more sounds around him, adding to the incredible feeling of her mouth on him. She can’t take all of him, but her efforts are much appreciated.

His cock hits the back of her throat causing her to jerk back with a gag, but she doesn’t release him. She takes him down again, holding the base in one hand. Her hand slides up and down in sync with her mouth creating an intoxicating rhythm. Her free hand slides around his thigh, gripping his ass, encouraging him to move his pelvis with her actions. It doesn’t take long, with her mouth and hand pumping in tandem, to get him to near climax.

“I’m going to come, sugar,” Worm warns, gripping her hair in his hands. “Pull off, baby, or I’m going to shoot down your throat.” Much to his delight and pleasure, Allison doesn’t let up. She sucks him down, again, using more suction. His balls draw up just before his release hits him. “Allison!” he exclaims, pumping his hips forward, emptying into her mouth. “Fuck, sugar! So damn good.”

She slows her movements, swallowing around his length. Pulling off, she licks the head one more time. She leans back, looking pretty proud of herself. Worm is breathing heavily. She has wrecked him.

“Come here, baby.” Worm encourages her to stand. Taking her into his arms, he kisses her deeply, tasting his cum. He is weak in the knees after that amazing release. Needing a minute, he lowers them to the bed and pulls her close. He wants to hold her while he recovers, then he plans to finally have her.

Allison doesn’t disappoint him. Snuggling into the crook of his arm, she curls into him, laying her head on his chest and nestling the rest of her body into his side.

“Just one more?” Worm asks, even though he needs some time before he can fuck her.

Allison laughs, shaking her head. “Caveman.”

Worm grasps her right knee, cocking it up over his right thigh. He lets out a sigh. He can’t remember the last time he’s felt this relaxed and content. It had been long before his father died.

The next thing he knows, there’s a knock at the door. “Allison? Are you in there?” Emma’s voice calls. “I know it’s early, but I wanted to make sure you’re up for breakfast before we head out to sightsee.”

Allison groans and burrows into his side. Worm tightens his hold on her, not wanting to let her go just yet. Another knock. “Allison?”

“Hang on!” Allison calls out. Her voice muffled next to his skin. She lifts her head to continue. “Keep your pants on. I’ll be there in a minute!” Raising up, she peers down at him. “Crap! You need to hide!” Worm’s eyes widen.

“What? Why?” he asks, even though he knows the answer. Allison would be mortified for her family to know she’d spent the night with him.

“Because Emma isn’t out there alone,” Allison informs him. “If it were just Emma I wouldn’t give a shit, because she won’t judge me, but the rest of my family? I’ll never hear the end of it. I’ll get a full-length sermon on where my soul is headed if I don’t repent and change my ways every time I see them for the next twenty years!”

Damn! Poor girl. He doesn’t want to cause her any trouble, but he is disappointed they fell asleep without finishing what they’d started. He pulls her down for a kiss, intending for it to be quick, but once he gets a taste of her, it becomes heated.

Allison moans, pulling him closer. Her tongue drives into his mouth to tangle with his. He rolls them so he is on top of her. His morning wood prodding her abdomen. “Allison? What’s taking so long?” Emma calls, interrupting the moment. He breaks the kiss.

“Just one more?” Allison asks seductively.

“Caveman,” Worm replies, causing Allison to giggle. “You better get dressed before they call hotel security to let them in,” Russell whispers, chuckling softly.

“I wouldn’t put it past them,” she whispers back, then calls to Emma again. “I’m trying to get decent!” She jumps from the bed, grabbing the robe that had started everything between them yesterday and wraps it around her.

Worm gets to his feet and walks over to her. He grabs the sides of the robe, wrapping them snugly around her before making sure to secure the belt. She gives him a questioning look at his actions.

“I wouldn’t want anyone else getting the show I got,” Worm informs her. “Your sweet body is for my eyes only.” Allison rolls her eyes, but grins. She bends down, snatching his clothes off the floor where she’d tossed them as she’d undressed him.

“Go into the bathroom!” she commands in a whisper-shout, shoving his clothes at him. “Hopefully I can get rid of them quickly.” She pushes him toward the room she’d indicated. He resists slightly just to annoy her. “Go!” She gives him another hard shove.

When she grunts from the effort, he laughs, quietly, and heads into the small room, closing the door. He quickly dons his clothes while listening to Allison converse with those who’ve shown up at their door so early in the morning. Though when he’s on duty, he’d have been up for a couple of hours already.

The women argue back and forth for a couple minutes, several of them speaking over one another. Worm isn’t really keeping up with the conversation. Just leave already! I really need to finish what Allison and I started last night.