I’m prepared to talk to the girl, at least ask her name, but as soon as I sit, she latches onto my face and slams her lips to mine. She tastes like beer and vodka as she covers my mouth in a sloppy kiss. Her lips move quickly, desperately, and I lift her onto my lap. She grinds against me instantly and my dick twitches slightly.
My hands drift up her shirt and wrap my fingers around her shoulder, keeping her pressed nice and tight to me while she humps my lap. My cock just starts to grow when Calvin barrels through the door.
The girl doesn’t flinch, but I do.
“What?” I bark.
“Venue is closing. Time to go.”
Shit.
I run my options through my head. No hotel tonight, and the guys hate when I bring girls on. Not that it ever leads to much, but they don’t know that.
Calvin throws me a line. “The bus is clear. Guys went down the block to eat.” I jump up and drag the girl behind me. Calvin doesn’t follow us as I lead her out the back exit to the bus and drop onto the couch. The top bunk is not madefor fucking. I haven’t tried. There’s not even enough room for me, let alone two.
We reclaim our positions and continue making out. “What’s your name?” I ask through kisses.
“Erica.”
I lean away, alarm bells blaring that I nearly missed. “How old are you?” She looks old enough, but you never know these days. She holds up her wrist, showing off the neon over-twenty-one bar band.
Relief hits me, and I grab her face again, massaging her tongue with my tongue ring. The kiss isn’t that great. It’s extra wet, and we’re not in sync at all.
She starts moaning and panting every two seconds. I try not to get annoyed, but my dick shrinks at her overdramatic theatrics. I know I don’t have much time. The guys will inhale their food and be back soon.
My hand slowly slips under her shorts, waiting to see if she retreats, but she doesn’t. Her legs fall wider, and I slide my fingers under her scrap of underwear. She’s wet. Real fucking wet. It should turn me on, but I’ve barely touched her. That’s how easy it is with these girls. The idea of me is enough. I thought I’d love that, but it’s no fun.
I rub her swollen clit and she lets out a breathy, “Yessss.”
I pull away, push her off my lap, and unbutton my jeans. She stares, waiting for instructions, like she doesn’t know what I want. For once, I want someone to put my pleasure first. These girls are ready to bend over for me the second I get near them. Wanting to fuck so they can add me to their wall of trophies. It didn’t used to bother me, but damn, it’s starting to.
“Suck me,” I demand.
Her eyes light up, and she scurries off the couch and onto the floor. She takes me out and then gasps.
Typical.
Her gaze roams over me as she wraps her hand aroundthe base. For a second, it looks like she’s going to explore, and my cock twitches, wanting her to. Wanting to feel her run her fingers over the bars, count them out loud before she licks each one. But she doesn’t do any of that.
Skipping any extra foreplay, she opens up and slides me into her mouth.
I let my head fall back and close my eyes. I barely drank tonight, so my dick should be good and ready, but once again, he’s not acting right. She’s slurping. It’s sloppy. I usually like that, but her noises are grating on each one of my nerves.
I thrust my hips, taking back control in hopes I can at least get off tonight and fuck her face.
Just as my balls start to tingle, a little shriek pierces the air. “Sorry!”
I jolt, eyes popping wide to find Ellie standing at the front of the bus, a hand clamped over her face as she walks backward. The girl between my legs doesn’t stop; if anything, she sucks harder, but my dick might as well be deflating.
Using her hair, I ease her off of me. “Times up.”
She narrows her eyes, her face flaming red in anger as she stands. I flick my hand, shooing her away.
“Asshole,” she spits before stomping off.
Once she’s gone, I button my jeans and drop back down on the couch. “Coast is clear.”
Ellie doesn’t move, a hand still pressed firmly over her eyes. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. Calvin sent me to ask if you wanted the guys to bring you back food from the pizza place.”
