Free Shooting On the Strip by Selena Cooper Page A

“Close it.”
    Luke got up and went out of my frame of vision. I heard him close the door. When he came back, he’d taken off his shirt.
    “Happy?” he asked.
    “I’m getting there.”
    “Your turn.”
    “I don’t have anything else to take off,” I said.
    “No, but you have something I want to see.”
    With a husky giggle, I shifted my position and spread my legs. With my index fingers, I parted my pussy lips. I began stroking my clit with the middle finger of my right hand.
    Luke groaned.
    “Are you hard?” I asked.
    “You know I am.”
    “Show me.”
    He stood and unfastened his jeans. Before he even took them down, I could see his erection straining at the front of his pants. I rubbed my clit faster.
    Luke pushed his laptop back so I could see him stroking his hard cock. “Is this what you want, baby?”
    “Oh, yeah.” I slid two fingers into my pussy. “Please come and give it to me. Can’t you see how hot and wet I am for you?”
    “I want you to make yourself cum for me first,” he said. “Cum, and then I’ll be in there to eat that pussy. Would you like that?”
    Those words, my fingers going in and out of my pussy, and my thumb rubbing against my clit put me over the edge. I shuddered and bit my lip as I came for him.
    True to his word, as soon as he’d watched me come, he closed his laptop and came back into the part of the cabin where I was sitting. He licked the fingers I’d just taken from my pussy and then knelt in front of me. He held my legs open and licked my cunt from the back to my clit. The sensation of his tongue on my already-sensitive pussy made me cry out with pleasure. It was almost too much to bear.
    He gently grasped my clit with his teeth and sucked.
    I whimpered and then begged, “Please give me that cock. Please!”
    He raised his head, blowing on my pussy before he spoke. “Where do you want it?”
    “Wherever you want to put it.”
    He stood before me, inviting me to return the favor. I opened my mouth and sucked hungrily on his dick. Had I not been so horny, I’d have teased him first. But I wanted him to want me as badly as I wanted him. He grabbed my head as he thrust into my mouth.
    Then he suddenly pushed me away. “Turn around. I’ve got to have that pussy.”
    His voice was thick and husky, and I turned and bent over.
    He plunged his cock into my cunt and held my hips as he rode me hard. He gave me a couple of sharp slaps on the ass to further titillate me.
    “Rub your clit,” he said.
    I moaned. “No. I can’t stand it.”
    “Do it, or I’ll stop.”
    I immediately put two fingers on my clit.
    “That’s it,” he said. “Tell me how that feels.”
    “So good. So, so good!”
    “Do it faster…”
    I did as he asked, frantically massaging my clit as he drove deeper and harder within me. I was screaming so loudly when we both came that I was certain that people on the ground heard me.
    When I was laying in Luke’s arms enjoying the afterglow, I asked “Do you think the crew heard me?”
    “Nah,” he said, but he was trying to hide a smile as he burrowed his face into my hair.
     
    We landed at a private airport where a limo was waiting to take us to the Bellagio. It was just past one o’clock in the afternoon, and we were meeting Luke’s colleague for dinner at six. We’d have a little while to stretch our legs and explore after we checked into the hotel.
    Along the way, I looked out the window at the famous Strip. So many adjectives went through my mind. The first was gaudy . But that was immediately followed by magnificent …and opulent … over the top … extraordinary. Even after researching the place, I was unprepared for the grandeur of it all. I’d never seen so many lights…so much gold…so much neon.
    There was the Sphinx…the Eiffel Tower…the MGM lion…and the Statue of Liberty! Gee, I felt like I’d traveled the world in just a couple of minutes!
    And then there was the huge, curved Italian-style hotel known as the