Erotic Nights

Chapter 6- I plan on doing this to you

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said. Can you repeat that?" Quinn asked as his hands still cupped either side of her face. He was surprised by her response, and he wanted her to repeat it.

Her eyes opened, she reached up, then rested her hands on top of his. "I said, I better go check on my sister."

He smirked. "That's not what you said. You said, okay, in barely a whisper. That means you do want me."

She knew what she said and even surprised herself with her response, and now Jocelyn wanted to change the subject before she said something else she didn't mean.

"Here, how about I do this. It'll leave you to decide on what you'll want to do next."

Her brows lowered. "Do what?"

"This," he said, leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers. Kissing Jocelyn gently and softly while tasting the strawberry Chapstick she had just lined her lips with before leaving her room. Liking her response to his lips, touching hers and the warmth of her lips pressed against his, he turned the kiss into a more passionate kiss. A soft moan escaped her, and she opened her lips further, deepening the kiss. He got the invite he was looking and hoping for and thrust his tongue into her mouth, exploring her entire mouth while sucking in every bit of saliva she had, leaving her breathless when he broke the kiss.

He noticed some spit remaining on her lower lip, and using his thumb, he slid it over her bottom lip, gently wiping it off. When her eyes opened, he smiled and placed his thumb in his mouth, delightfully humming as he sucked what he wiped from her lip. "Thanks for the kiss. I enjoyed it."

Her stomach was full of butterflies, and she felt somewhat bummed when he pulled away. She's never been kissed the way he just kissed her and enjoyed it, leaving her to want more. Had Leah not been inside her apartment, she didn't think the kiss would have ended the way it did and wanted to kick herself for allowing the kiss even to happen. "It was a nice kiss," she breathed, turning flush in the face.

"Nice?" he chuckled. "Were you expecting more? Because the look on your face tells me differently."

"No," she said, turning her head towards her bedroom. "I better check on Leah so we can leave."

He grinned while watching her hurry to her room. He knew he had her by the kiss they just shared, and he had a feeling it was only a matter of time before she called him begging for more. Jocelyn walked out of her room, and as she walked towards Quinn, he noticed the look on her face, looking like the cat that ate the canary. "You look happy for once," he grinned.

"I'm always happy... look, about the kiss that just happened, that probably shouldn't-"

He pressed two fingers to her mouth, hushing her. With his other hand, he wrapped it around her waist, pulling her against him, and swapped his fingers for his lips, kissing her again. He pulled back and smiled. "I don't want to hear you saying that shouldn't have happened. You enjoyed the kiss, didn't you?"

She slowly nodded. She liked the kiss, but she also wanted to fight what she was feeling. The longer she stared into his eyes, the more she was allowing a piece of the wall to come down. "I did enjoy it," she whispered. She knew Leah would be out any second and wanted him to release his grip from her.

"You should let me go before my sister sees us."

He smirked. "Leah won't mind... we had a good talk last night," he smiled, then leaned to her ear and whispered. "I'll fill you in on a little secret... she likes me."

She smiled back while removing his hands from her body. "I'll fill you in on something too... nothing will be going further between us until you tell me who you are."

He smiled and rested his hand on his chest. "I told you already. I'm Johnny Bravo..." he chuckled and leaned closer, grinning a wide grin. "Hey, foxy mama, you smell kinda pretty. Wanna smell me? Hoo-hah!"

She laughed. "You watch too many cartoons."

"So, you've seen it."

"Who hasn't? Johnny Bravo was an excellent cartoon."

He chuckled and reached for her, pulling her to him. "I'm like him, and I think like him," he said, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "You look pretty... I look pretty... why don't we go back to my place and stare at each other?"

"You need help. You're acting and saying the same things from the cartoon."

"He may have said that, but I'm actually serious on this one," he said, looking at her more seriously.

"Okay, you two lovebirds, I'm ready now," Leah said as she stood by the door smiling when she saw the two as close as they were.

"We're not lovebirds," Jocelyn hissed, pushing herself out of his grip. She walked over to Leah and rested her hand on her hip. "What the hell were you doing in there? It took you forever to get ready!"

"I called Brent. I wanted to make sure he wouldn't be home so we can get my things. Sorry, it took so long. I nearly wanted to puke when he kept trying to apologize and how he was begging me not to leave. I told him that he'd be hearing from my attorney... so, now I need one. Do you know of any?" Leah teased.

"Let's talk about this later. I want my car and this man out of my apartment."

"Let's go, then."

Quinn chuckled, and as Jocelyn was stepping out the door, he stopped her and groaned into her ear. "Why do you want me out of here? Scared I'll f**k your p***y the way you want to be f****d?" he asked, causing bolts of electricity to jolt throughout her body violently.

She looked at Leah and held up her finger. "Leah, hold on one second. I need to set something straight with this Johnny Bravo wanna-be before we leave." She turned around, grabbed a fistful of his shirt, and pushed him back inside her apartment. After they got inside, she shoved him against the wall, reached her hands up to his face, and pulled him to her lips, kissing him hard, aggressively, and showing him she's the one in control this time.

With their lips still locked, possessively kissing each other. He turned her around, grabbed hold of her ass, and lifted her, pressing her against the wall. Her hands roamed his back, then moved her fingers up through his hair and tugged as her legs tightly wrapped around his waist. He parted from her lips and lowered them to her neck. As his lips trailed up the side of her neck and hit the soft spot near her ear, she moaned and pulled his hair harder.

Her heart was racing, her stomach was dancing, and her p***y was throbbing. When he locked his lips back with hers, it dawned on her Leah was still in the hallway waiting for them and released her lips while gasping for air, "We better get going. Leah is still out there waiting for us."

He set her down and reached for her hand, placing it over his hardened c**k, scrunched inside his pants. "Look what you did, now I can't leave."

She gulped and roamed her hand over the bulge of his pants, realizing what was hiding beneath. She now knew all suspicions of him being blessed were most likely true. She removed her hand and looked at him with a devilish smirk. "You started it. Now you'll have to leave here with a hard-on. Your fault, not mine."

She opened the door and giggled as she looked at him, trying to get him to step out. "You're in trouble," he quietly groaned while stepping out and holding his hands in front of him, trying to cover the bulge that was noticeably visible for everyone to see.

"I think we're good for a while," Jocelyn said to Leah.

******

Jocelyn helped Leah carry her belongings into her apartment, letting her know she could take the guest room. After bringing everything inside, Leah began putting her things away. Jocelyn went to her room and sat on the bed, thinking of the man who keeps refusing to tell her his name and the kisses they shared earlier.

She picked up her phone, looked at the contact name he entered, and giggled. Such a smartass he is, she muttered. She debated calling or messaging him, not wanting to look like she was desperate to be with him and see how good he actually is. Nope, I'm not calling him, she muttered underneath her breath.

Feeling she had other ways to get her hormones to relieve themselves, she got up off the bed, closed her door, locked it, and turned on some music, not wanting to get interrupted by her sister. She sat on the bed, opened the drawer of her nightstand, and grabbed hold of her toy until she heard her phone ring.

Ugh...

She dropped the toy back inside the drawer and reached for her phone behind her. Seeing who was calling, she groaned, "You're calling me at a bad time, a really bad time."

"Why, what are you doing?" He asked with happiness in his voice

"None of your business."

"Hmm. I'll bet you're thinking of me and m**********g. Am I right?" Her face fell, and she turned her head toward her window, wondering if he was watching her. Her mouth dropped after seeing the curtains were closed, then she turned around and looked at what she was about to use, wondering how he knew what she was about to do. "Jocelyn..." he said.

She then started smiling like the Cheshire cat. "How did you know?"

He groaned. "If you want the real thing, you should come over to my place. I'll be more than happy to give you what you want. I'll even come to pick you up."

"I'll bet you would love to give me what I want."

"Oh, would I ever," he groaned in excitement. "Let me pick you up. I can be there in, let's say, fifteen minutes?"

The butterflies in her stomach came alive, and a smile crossed her face. She was tempted, oh so tempted, but now that Leah was there, she wasn't sure if it was a good idea to leave her. "I don't know. You're making me feel like I'm some hooker or something."

He laughed. "What? You're far from that. After what you did to me earlier, someone has been thinking of you all day, and he's been curious about when you would come over to play. I suppose you could say he's feeling a bit lonely."

"Really..." she giggled, laying her back on the bed and smiling away as she looked at the ceiling. "I'm thinking, maybe another night. I should stay and talk with my sister. She's pretty bummed still."

"Maybe if I were to tell you what I would like to do to you and your body, you'd change your mind?"

"Probably not, but I'd like to hear it anyway," she smiled and closed her eyes. Knowing how dirty he talks, she knew it would be exciting and wanted to picture it while he explained it to her.

"You really would like to know?"

She smiled widely. "Yes, tell me."

"You'll have to come over and see for yourself."

"Tease. I want to hear what your plans are first. Then I'll tell you if I want to come over or not."

"Fine. First, I'll rip all your clothes off, and then I'll devour that body of yours with my mouth and tongue and will move that tongue of mine down to your p***y. I'll be licking, nibbling, and sucking until you can't handle it any longer, and you'll be begging me to stop. With my face between your legs, I want to be able to watch you squirm like a worm and listen to you scream as loud as you can, screaming my name for the whole world to hear. When I'm done tasting you, I'll swap my tongue for my c**k, and will move it inside you like you've never felt before, f*****g you hard, and if you beg for me to go harder, I will. I want to see your t**s bouncing up and down as I f**k you, and I want to watch you squirm like you were before when I hit all those g-spots of yours. Shall I continue?"

She sat up quickly and looked at her door. "I'll be outside in twenty minutes."

She threw her phone on the bed, grabbed some clothes she didn't care about and headed for the bathroom to take a quick shower. Ten minutes later, she was out of the shower, got dressed, and knocked on her sister's door. "I'm going to head out for a while, don't wait up for me, okay?"

Leah opened the door, giving her a curious look. "Are you going out without me?"

"No... someone is on their way to pick me up."

She grinned. "Someone meaning, Johnny Bravo?" she asked, then looked at her funny. "You're leaving looking like that? Your hair is wet."

"I know. I don't care. Besides, it'll dry fast."

She laughed, then started laughing harder when she looked at her hair. "You have wavy/curly hair. Did you forget what your hair does when you allow it to air dry? You'll scare him away for sure."

She held up her arm and showed her the hair binder she had on her wrist. "I've got it handled. Don't worry." She looked at the time and looked back at Leah. "s**t, I have to go; he's probably here by now."

She rushed out of her apartment, and on the way down, she couldn't stop thinking of what she was about to do, especially after only knowing him for a short few days. This was out of her character, and she was almost feeling guilty. As she stepped outside, thinking she should call and tell him to turn around, she ran into him.

He held his hands on either side of her shoulder and gave her a look of seriousness. "Hello girlie... you know, being this late at night, you should always keep your head up so you can be aware of your surroundings. It's not like we're in a good area at night."

The corner of her lips crept up, knowing he was right. "I know, I was just getting ready to call you."

"Chickening out?"

"I wouldn't call it chickening out. It's more like I still don't know who you are and what you'll do to me."

"I told you what I plan on doing, but if you're not ready for this and you need more time, I'll wait."

She looked at him and took a deep breath. "The funny thing is, I do want this even though I don't really know you... that's why I'm feeling like a hooker right about now."

He chuckled, and when she looked down to her feet, he reached his hand towards her and curled his finger under her chin, lifting her chin. "I'm not paying you for s*x; that's what hookers do... On the other hand, I like you, and I would love to see you squirm beneath my bed and me. But if you don't want to do this, that's fine. You've got my number," he said, winking.

A wink that had her jumping in his arms and pressing her lips to his. "I want and need this. Take me back to your place and f**k me. Everything you said you wanted to do to me, I want you to do just that."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm very sure."

"Your wish is my command. I can guarantee you won't be disappointed. And if you are, God help me..."

"You're pretty sure of yourself there, mister," she said as he set her back onto her feet.

"I appreciate women, and I'll do anything to satisfy them. I like seeing them happy. Their happiness comes before mine, and I get off on giving a woman an orgasm, especially multiple orgasms, and once I know she's happy, I'm happy. So, if you're disappointed in something, please tell me. I'll fix it."

She blinked her eyes a couple of times. This was the first time a man cared about a woman's needs, wants, and feelings and wasn't sure how to respond. All she knew now was that she wanted to get back to his place and be f****d by this gorgeous looking man. The only man she's ever come across that had her stomach doing somersaults every time she looked at him.

"Okay."