Free 3 Breaths by LK Collins

draw.
    Fuck me.
    Going into my contacts, I delete her number. It’s the only way I can be sure I’ll stop harassing her.
    Clearly, she wants nothing to do with me and maybe it’s for the best. Once the number is gone, I delete the call log and texts and then take the last of my beer in one gulp.
    Getting off the sand, I head back into the hotel and to the bar where Shannon is sitting and ask her, “Is this seat taken?” She looks at me with her tight black dress distracting me and responds, “Nope.”
    I sit down and notice her glass is almost empty. “What are you drinking?”
    “Merlot.”
    “Can she get another Merlot?” I ask the bartender, getting his attention as he’s talking to another employee.
    He fills her glass and I pass my empty beer to him. He hands me a full one and she’s got a huge smile on her face. “Thanks, I’ve been trying to get his attention for like ten minutes.”
    “Of course.” I take a swig and sense she’s staring at me. Like she’s been all weekend. Looking over at her, she’s leaning on the bar basically resting her tits on it and I’m not sure what to say next.
    “How are you doing, Krane?” she asks.
    “Good, when I’m drunk.”
    “Amen to that,” she says taking a drink. “Isn’t there something that can make you happy though? You’re back into fighting I hear.”
    “Only for the money really.”
    “You know, I’m a nurse, I can clean your face up if you’d let me.”
    “Nah, I’m good,” I respond.
    “Really?” She leans over and whispers in my ear, “You’d be missing out.” She’s a little obvious in her attempt to hit on me, but for some reason I like it. Pulling away from her, I pat the stool next to me and she slides over to it. I lean into her ear and ask, “Tell me what I’d be missing out on?”
    My eyes scan her tight body tucked into her little dress and she takes a huge drink of wine resting her elbow on the bar. She runs her tongue over her lips and says, “Well, my lips for starters, I’d love to wrap them around your dick.”
    My cock grows instantly, awakening my body from her words. “Can I come deep in your throat?”
    She nods her head and right away I grab her hand, feeling unsteady, but not caring. Leading her away from the bar and towards my room. As I look over at her soft red lips, my cock is throbbing. I open the door to my room and usher her inside. She takes her black high heels off and watches me remove my bowtie, then steps to me and deftly unbuttons my shirt. I stand there and let her do with me what she wants, bracing my weight on the wall next to me.
    With only my pants on, I reach down and grab a handful of one of her tits. I’m spinning as she moans from my touch, pushing me backwards. I flop on top of the plush bed and watch her push the arms of her dress down, and then slowly she glides it down the rest of her body.
    She has no bra on and as I lean up on my elbows, she removes her panties.
    Jesus, I want to fuck her.
    I lean back as she kneels on the bed next to me and rubs my cock through my pants, waiting for her next move. Her touch feels so good that long blinks take over as I enjoy this.
    “Touch me,” she instructs, and I open my eyes, cupping her sex. She unzips my pants freeing my dick. She takes ahold of me and I reach her pussy, working two of my fingers in. She’s wet and I take the opportunity to penetrate her. She gasps, pushing down on me and grinds herself against my hand.
    She’s horny and I love it.
    Knowing she likes this, I finger her hard and fast. She gets lost in the moment, gripping my dick. “Suck me,” I command her. She falls forward, lips first, and takes my cock into her mouth.
    I push my hips up, giving her a little more of my length, and we both work each other. Me with my fingers tucked tightly inside of her cunt, and her leaning down with my cock rubbing the back of her throat. My balls are tight and pleasure radiates through my body.
    She sucks me good, making everything