Tori's Seduction (3 page)

Tori moved over to see. She touched his scar. “You don't even have a limp,” she said, looking up at him.

“I do, you just never noticed,” he smiled. He looked down at her, smile wiped off his face now. He bent over, brushing his lips over hers.

She pulled back for a moment before climbing, straddling his body. She wrapped her arms around him, kissing him as he laid back on the couch with her on top.

He grazed her bottom lip with his teeth. Nipping and sucking before thrusting his tongue in her mouth. He palmed the back of her head as he sucked on her tongue.

He raised his feet onto the sofa cushions, stroking down her body until he reached her ass. He palmed her butt cheeks making her lower body move up and down his dick.

She started grinding her pussy on his clothed dick. “Mmmmm,” Tori moaned.

“It's yours get it,” Greg said, letting her whine her pussy on his dick. He pulled up her tank top and started sucking on her nipples. “You want it,” Greg asked in between licks of her nipples.

“Yeeessss,” Tori moaned. She bent her head down and kissed Greg all over his face.

Greg thrust his tongue in her mouth before pulling back, “You want it, come and get it.

Tori jumped up whipping her shirt off before pushing down her shorts. She looked over to see Greg lifting up, pushing his shorts down as well.

Tori had to do a double take. He was right. There was nothing babyish about his body, including his dick. She'd never seen a dick that big in her life. She didn't know whether to run out of here or bow down to that gargantuan pipe. This is one time she felt out of her element.

He looked up at her, “What's the matter? My baby dick not big enough for you,” he asked, putting a condom on. “Come here.”

Tori watched him sit up as she walked in front of him.

He rubbed his hands up and down her body, pausing to tweak a nipple or kiss a part of her body.

She rubbed her hands over his head, caressing his face.

“Sit down,” Greg said, getting off the couch. He watched as she sat down. He got down on his knees in front of her, putting her thighs on each of his shoulders, making her legs spread open and her clit visible.

“Damn, that's just as beautiful as you are,” he said, looking at her clit. He gave her clit a couple of licks before sucking it into his mouth. His tongue played with her clit.

Tori caressed her nipples, grinding her pussy on his mouth.

“Ohhhhh, Greg,” Tori moaned. She kept saying his name over and over again. When it became too much and she couldn't take him sucking on her clit, she tried to push his head away.

“Mmmmm,” Greg groaned.

“Greg, you're going to make me cum,” Tori said, trying to catch her breath. He kept sucking on her clit, as she tried to push him away, screaming out her climax. “Oh my God, oh my God. You made me cum,” Tori gasped.

Greg got up, stroking his dick. He laid her the long way on the couch getting on top. He could see doubt when Tori looked down at his dick. “You're a big girl. You can handle it,” Greg said, working his dick in slowly. He kept up that momentum until he was fully inside of her. “See. I knew you would be able to handle me,” Greg said, deep thrusting her. He raised up on his fists, making her ass pop up with each deep thrust.

“Ohhhhh, Grrreeegg,” Tori moaned, body wrapped around him.

“What? Uhmmmm,” Greg groaned, stroking faster.

Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head, “Greg, you're going to make me cum again.”

“That's the goal, right baby,” Greg said, stroking.

“Ahhhhh. Ahhhhh, Ahhhhh, here I cum. I'm cumming. I'm cumming,” Tori screamed.

Greg waited until her tremors subsides, then he pulled out of her, “I want my pussy from the back,” Greg said, slapping her ass as she turned over.

“Your pussy? This is not yours,” Tori said, getting on her knees facing the back of the couch.

He got behind her, sliding his coated cum dick inside of her again. “This isn't mine,” he said, stroking her.

“Nooooo,” Tori moaned.

“Let's see about that,” he climbed on the couch, putting his feet on the seat cushions. He fucked her harder and faster in the doggy position. “Is it mine now,” he said, stroking her harder.

Tori threw her ass back every time he thrust in. She refused to let this man put his stamp on her.

He placed his hands on her shoulders, “Say it's mine,” he said, stroking her deeper.

“No. Ahhhhhh,” Tori moaned.

“Say it,” Greg said, stroking faster.

“Ohhhhh,” Tori said, shaking her head no.

Greg was ready to cum. He didn't know how long he was going to last. He had to make her relent to him. He stopped stroking, placing his feet back on the floor. He slid her body to the edge of the couch, lifting one of her legs and deep stroking her again. “Say it,” he said, letting his balls smack her ass.

“Greg. Ahhhhh. Greg.”

“Yes baby.” Smack, smack, smack.

“Ahhhhh. I'm cumming again.”

“That's not what I want to hear,” Greg said, pumping his dick in and out of her.

“Ohhhhh, it's yours. It's yours,” Tori said, cumming.

“What's mine?”

“This pussy is yours,” she said, jerking as she came again.

“That's right. This good pussy is mine. Only mine,” Greg said, stroking faster. “Oh shit. Baby I'm going to cum,” Greg roared.

They collapsed on the couch with him putting her on top.

G
reg woke up wanting to make Tori breakfast.

He couldn't believe a player like him was making breakfast for a woman.

He made bacon, eggs, grits, pancakes and had a bowl of fruit on the side. He set a cup of coffee and a glass of orange juice on the tray with the rest of the food. He looked at the tray, making sure everything was ready.

He went to his master bedroom where he found her still asleep. Yeah, he can see how difficult it was for her to sleep in strange places. He smiled as he set the tray down. He got behind her, kissing her on the neck.

“Ummmm,” Tori said, waking up.

“Breakfast is ready,” Greg said, kissing down her back.

“Ummmm.”

“Are you hungry?” Greg said, making his way back up her body.

“Ummmm,” Tori moaned.

He turned her face around so he could kiss her. “Breakfast is ready,” he said again, grazing her lips with his teeth.

“You made breakfast,” Tori asked, kissing him back.

“Yeah. Damn, I can't stop kissing you,” he said, turning her body around to him.

“What about breakfast,” Tori said, wrapping her arms around him. He went back to kissing her neck again.

He looked up, “Are you that hungry.”

She shook her head, “No.”

“Good. I'll warm it up for you later,” he said, climbing on top of her.

* * *

Tori checked in her roll on bag at the counter in the airport.

“Why do you have to go back so soon,” Greg asked, when she sat down beside him.

Tori laughed, “I've stayed longer than I was supposed to. I have to go home sooner or later.”

“How about later,” Greg said, grabbing her hand, interlacing their fingers together.

“I have to go back to work.”

“With your credentials you can work anywhere,” he said with a somber look on his face.

“Hey, what's with the face handsome.” Tori turned his face towards her, “I didn't say anything when you went to work. All those women throwing their thongs and titties in your face. I accepted it because that's what you do.”

Blowing out a breath, “I know. But you have to understand, I'm just getting use to you, now you have to leave.”

“Oh phooey. You hated me at first,” Tori said, giving his mouth a peck.

“No, I never hated you. I thought you were nerve-wracking as hell though,” Greg said, holding the shoulder she just punched.

They both looked up when they heard her flight number called.

“That's me,” Tori said, getting up.

Getting up also, “Yeah. Call me when you get home,” Greg said, pulling her into his arms. He caressed her face, brushing his lips against hers. He lightly touched his tongue to her mouth, seeking entry. She opened her mouth to touch her tongue to his. It was another five minutes before he released her mouth.

“You're trying to make me stay,” Tori said, laughing.

“Well I had to have a backup plan,” he said, laughing also. He gave her a tight hug before releasing her so she could walk down the ramp. She turned around to give him one last wave.

He waved back, watching her until she was out of sight.

* * *

Tori rushed to the restaurant where she was meeting Chase and Nara.

Tori gave their party's name and was escorted to the table.

“Hey,” Tori said, giving both women a hug and kiss on the cheek.

“Well, well, well. Where have you been, Missy.” Nara asked, sitting back down.

“I was in Vegas working,” Tori said, giving the waiter her drink order. “I still can't believe how amazing the museum was. There were so many ideas I had for that museum.”

“Water for me,” Chase said, putting down the menu.

“You're still on that water kick,” Tori asked.

“Hell yeah. I swear I will never follow behind you again,” Chase said, shaking her head.

Chase, Nara and Tori decided to give Jessica, a ex-friend of theirs, a bachelorette party in Vegas. Chase decided to drink as many Royal Fuck's as Tori. Chase was trying to hang with the big dogs and paid for it dearly in the end. She had one hangover she'll never forget. Well, this was one trip she'll never forget, especially when Nara caught Jessica having sex with one of the strippers from Hunk Mansion, a popular strip club in Vegas, Nara made Jessica break off her engagement to Marc, Nara's brother.

“Back to my question, where have you been,” Nara asked, folding her arms.

Looking at both women, “What's this twenty questions. I was out of town,” Tori said, taking a sip of water.

Chase and Nara looked at one another.

“What?” Tori asked.

“Why are you being so evasive. You usually can't wait to tell us all the freaky shit you did,” Nara said, thanking the waiter.

“Why do y'all keep thinking, I was with a man.”

“I don't know, probably because of the text you sent me,” Chase said, scrolling through her phone. “Should I read his name and address.”

“No you don't have to do that,” Tori said, rolling her eyes.

“This is serious,” Nara asked.

“I don't know. I only spent a couple of days with him, but he's different. He doesn't take any of my shit, he puts me in my place when I get out of line, and I really like him. Shit,” Tori said, realizing that she did like him and missed him. “This shit is weird for me.”

Nara nodded her head, “I know how you feel. Remember I met Aaron in Vegas for a weekend,” Nara said, understanding.

“What do I do about liking this guy.”

“Tori, there's nothing you can do, but roll with it,” Chase said.

“And don't try no dumb shit, like starting a argument or something crazy, so he'll get piss and end it with you. I know you Tori,” Nara said, pointing to her.

“If this guy is on the up and up why would you do something to destroy it,” Chase asked.

“I don't know. It's just new to me. I usually toss them away when I'm done with them. Now I find myself wanting to be with him, instead of tossing him. Does that make sense,” Tori asked, looking to the both of them.

“Yeah.”

“Absolutely.”

“Enough about me. What's going on with you guys,” Tori asked, looking at the menu for something to eat.

“Well Aaron and I are still seeing one another. We gave each other a break last week so he could spend time with his friend Greg,” Nara said, looking at the menu as well.

Tori's head popped up. “Greg?”

“Yeah, Greg lives in Vegas and owns a strip joint,” Nara said, making a decision about what she wanted to eat.

Oh God. Aaron and Greg were friends. Tori thought back to when Greg told her he was an air marshal. The same as Aaron. No wonder he was on the same plane as her when she went out to Vegas. He was here visiting Aaron. She was meditating on whether to tell Nara, she was seeing Aaron's friend Greg, but thought better of it. If things didn't work out with her and Greg, then Nara and Aaron would feel uncomfortable talking about him when she was around. She didn't want to put either one of them in that type of predicament.

“Well I have news you might not know about. Marc and I are seeing one another,” Chase said, smiling.

Tori looked over at her, “It's about time. I was wondering if you were going to let that hoe marry him,” Tori said, sipping her drink.

“Wait a minute. You knew how I felt about Marc also,” Chase asked shocked.

“Duh. I'll be blind to not know. I saw the way you looked at him every time he was around.”

Nara nodded her head, “Sweetie, you're definitely not a good poker player,” Nara said.

“Poker? She's horrible at spades, monopoly—.”

“Okay, I get it,” Chase said to the both of them.

“But you're a good fighter,” Nara said, laughing.

Chase rolled her eyes.

Tori's head popped up again, “Fighter? What fight?”

“Jessica and Chase,” Nara said, nodding her head.

“I want every detail and leave nothing out,” Tori said, sitting back to listen.

T
ori received her plane ticket from her new secretary. She had a hour before she had to be at the airport. She was going to surprise Greg for the weekend. He had no idea she was on her way back to Vegas. She was amazed at how fast her feelings progressed for him.

Tori's new secretary buzzed to let her know a cab was waiting to take her to Reagan National.

Tori blew out a breath. She didn't have her friends or Greg this time to make this plane ride easier this time.

When she was on the plane, she looked at the old woman next to her. Tori felt as if she should be holding her hand. She looked just as nervous as Tori felt.

When the plane roared to life, Tori stuck her earphones into her phone to listen to music. She closed her eyes, letting the music become a diversion.

Tori took a cab from the airport straight to the club. She knew Greg would be there making sure it was running smoothly.