“Yeah, just catching up on shit with my big brother.” Rock turned to Henri. “Wanna meet my brothers?”
“No. Suzette and I are leaving.”
“Are you Suzette Terriot? I remember you from high school.”
“Hi, Roche.” She smiled widely and it frightened the hell out of him. “I heard you moved to Colorado.”
“Yeah. I didn’t recognize you.”Fuck, Isa was right. She made her big tits even bigger. Something’s all kind of crazy with this chick.
“Is that Clotille Boucher next to you?”
Clotille straightened her shoulders. “Yes, I’m Clotille. I’m sorry, but I don’t remember you.”
“I didn’t think you would. I was in Armand’s class. How’s he doing?”
Rock noticed a glint of anger in his brother’s eyes when his date asked about Armand. “Did you used to go out with him?” Rock knew asking the question was childish, but he took delight in the visible flush in Henri’s face.
Suzette nodded and giggled. “The last year in high school, and then on and off for a bit.”
“When did you get in town, Clotille?” Henri said, and Rock smirked at him to show he knew Henri was diverting the conversation away from Suzette’s interest in her ex-boyfriend.
“Not too long ago,” Clotille answered.
“She’s leaving real soon. Just a passing-through trip, right?” He darted his eyes to her and she nodded.
“So you two are dating now?” Henri smiled thinly.
“Just hanging out.” Rock motioned to Bones to throw him a beer. “And the question and answer session is fuckin’ over now. Come on,chérie, let’s go back outside.” Rock latched his fingers around hers and they walked out back with Bones right behind them. He laughed when he overheard Henri tell Isa he didn’t want to stay. Rock didn’t want him to stay either; they were like oil and water, and always had been. It’d be better if Henri came by after Rock went back to Pinewood Springs.
Later that night, after everyone had left and all the dishes and pots had been cleaned and put away, Rock sat on the chaise lounge on the patio, Clotille between his long legs, leaning back against him. A soft breeze ruffled her hair, and Rock smoothed it down with his hand before returning his arm to her waist. The Spanish moss moved gently in the warm breeze, and the lights from the paper lanterns softened the darkness. Behind them the house was dark—everyone had gone to bed. They sat for a long while holding each other and listening to the constant chirping of the crickets.
“Do you want to go to the bayou tomorrow?” she asked.
“Nah. It’ll just piss me off if I see what’s happening to it,” he said as he nuzzled her neck.
“You’re probably right,” she replied, then inhaled sharply as his hand slid down her top, grasping one of her nipples and tweaking it with his thumb and finger.
“It sucks Suzette saw you tonight. I’m pretty sure she’s going to use it as an excuse to call Armand.” He tugged her nipple, loving the way it had a direct circuit to her pussy. She arched her back, bringing her tits closer to him while her legs moved back and forth.
“Armand’s dating someone. I doubt he’d even take her phone call,” she said in a raspy voice.
“Never know.” His other hand glided down slowly, and he chuckled softly when she gasped. “Did you have a good time tonight?”
“Yes,” she croaked as his hand dipped beneath the waistband of her panties.
“That’s good. You and Isa made some kickass food. We should go to a Cajun club to dance. We can go to Baton Rouge. Would you like that?”
She squirmed under his skilled touch, each movement rubbing against his cock which had grown rock-hard.
“Uh-huh.”
“It’ll be fun. I love dancing with you.” He licked her jawline, then tilted his head lower to gently bite the place where her neck curved into her shoulder.
“Oh, God,” she groaned.
Then his hand was on her hot and sopping pussy and he slid his finger between her folds, covering it with her juices. He withdrew and placed the digit in his mouth, licking and sucking. She craned her head and he caught her heated gaze. “Fuckin’ tasty,chouchou. Try it.” He slipped it into her mouth and she licked it, driving him fuckin’ wild. She pushed herself up and tugged off her panties, then undid the button of his jeans and zipped them down. His cock, harder than marble, jutted straight out and she placed her mouth over the crown, gliding her hot tongue across it. He let her play with his hardness until his balls tightened. Then he pulled her off and pushed up her skirt, moving her to straddle him while he entered her. He pulled her top over her head, unhooked her bra, and grabbed her tits with both hands as though they were food for a starving man.
She placed her feet on the ground, grabbed the arms of the chair, and began to ride him as he played with her tits. Leaning down, she kissed him deeply before moving back up, grinding and bouncing on him. He loved watching her tits jiggle and sway as she moved.She’s fuckin’ gorgeous, and I can’t get enough of her. I’m fuckin’ addicted to my beautiful Clotille.He gently eased her back a bit to give him better access to her pink pussy. He gazed at it, her clit swollen and peeking from its hood, begging for attention. Rock placed his finger next to her bud and stroked steadily as he felt her warm walls clutch his cock like a vise.
