11 | I'm GiGi
776 Words
Sierra's POV
"I think I have enough clothes," I tell Ross, lifting the many shopping bags. "Can we just go now?" I ask, walking away from him quickly. "You came out that bathroom rather cranky. Are you alright? You've been moody all morning." I shake my head and sigh.
"I'm fine. Really. Sorry, just one of those days I guess. I'm just ready to meet Asher then get back to the house so I can eat. I'm starving," I tell him and he raises an eyebrow. "If you say so," he mumbles, walking ahead of me.
It doesn't take long before we arrive at Gigi's Mechanic Shop. "Who's Gigi?" I ask and Ross smiles. "Just the hottest lady to walk the earth," he says with a smirk and I nod my head, a little taken back by his answer.
"She's, let's just say, like a grandma to us all. She was a babe back in the day," he tells me with a chuckle and I laugh with him.
"Okay then. I guess I should go find Asher. You staying?" I ask and he shakes his head. "No, I have other stuff to do. Stuff that relates to your ex, Austin. Still cleaning up that mess," he tells me and I nod, giving him an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry I've disturbed you guys. I never knew Austin was that kind of man. I was better off at my moms house," I tell him and he scoffs. "No, you weren't. You're better off with Asher. Just be careful. Now get going before he comes finds you." I giggle and get out of the truck.
I watch as he disappears from view before I walk towards the shops entrance. Entering the building, the bell above the door chimes, making my presence known. "Hello dear. I'm Gigi," an elderly woman greets me and I instantly relax.
Her motherly tone warms my heart, causing me to smile. "Hello. I'm Sierra, here to meet Asher if that's okay." Her smile never falters, it turns into a smirk instead. "Oh yes dear. That's fine. Go out back. He's in the office," she tells me and I smile.
"Thank you ma'am." Walking out the back door, I suddenly remember why I'm here. The heat in the pit of my stomach going into overdrive at the sight before me. If I wasn't wet before, I am now.
Asher looks up at me and his eyes darken. The sweat dripping down his naked chest leaves my p***y aching and dripping. "Come here," he orders huskily and I smile, walking over to him.
He pulls me into his embrace and his hands go straight to my ass, squeezing roughly. "Damn baby," he whispers, sliding his hands down and under my dress, gripping my bare ass. "You've been real naughty today princess," he mumbles and I moan in response.
I step back and drop to my knees, looking up at him as I undo the bottom on his jeans. My fingers skim his c**k, causing it to jump at the contact. "I can make you forgive me," I whisper, not sure where the sudden bravery came from.
"We'll see about that," he says with a smirk. I grab the top of his jeans and pull them down revealing his hardened c**k pressing against his briefs.
I grab his d**k over the material and start to stroke it with one hand as my other caresses his balls. "Enough teasing!" He growls, grabbing a fist full of my hair, shoving my face near his c**k. I smile then pull down his briefs, taking his erected member into my mouth.
I suck and lick like my life depends on it while my hand slides down my body to my soaking heat. He all of a sudden falls back into the chair, his d**k sliding from my mouth.
"Oh no. Don't take it from me," I whine, looking at him in disbelief. I crawl back in front of him and look at him, trying to figure him out. "This is mine," I find myself saying, getting possessive of him. Let's just blame it on the hormones.
I slide my mouth over his d**k, taking him back into my mouth, sucking once more. My mouth finds its way to his balls, sucking them as well. Rolling my tongue over them over and over, occasionally tugging, leaving him a grunting mess.
This man is putty under my touch and it leaves me moaning against his shaft. "You need me baby?" He asks and I nod, humming in resolve. "s**t," he hisses, pulling me from his d**k. "It's my turn," he says mischievously, smirking sexily.
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