SOMEBODY ELSE

——— ❝ SO I HEARD YOU FOUND SOMEBODY E L S E. AND AT FIRST, I THOUGHT IT WAS A LIE. I TOOK ALL MY THINGS THAT MAKE SOUNDS, THE REST I CAN DO WITHOUT. I DON'T WANT YOUR { BODY }, BUT I HATE TO THINK ABOUT Y O U WITH SOMEBODY ELSE. OUR LOVE HAS GONE COLD, YOU'RE I N T E R T W I N I N G YOUR S O U L WITH SOMEBODY ELSE. ❞

[catnorarchie]

— Chills ran down her spine. Her once fair face was now a rosy shade of pink. “Good. Glad to see you know how to have a little fun.” She teased him, knowing damn well that he was by far the most exciting thing in her life right now. She grasped the squeaky door handle, nudged the front door open with her bum and ushered the two of them out into the warm New Orleans air. She took a moment to breath it in and headed towards a familiar, mysterious direction.

It didn’t take long. Soon enough their shoes were sinking in to the grainy sand, little pieces of sand crawling into her shoes to torture her later. “You’re not scared of the water, are you?” Kitty cooed as they approached the beach. She was still a little bit tipsy, so when she approached the palapa that was standing tall, she nearly stumbled to kick her shoes off. Then came her light wash jeans and the tiny crop top that left little to the imagination. Her eyes never once left his. She stood before him in a muted pink lace bralette that barely hid her tiny pink nipples and a pair of panties to match.

“I hope you’re not chicken.” She giggled. Her feet made small imprints in the sand as she approached him. Catalina lifted her ankles so she was standing on her tip toes, her arms finding his neck. She pressed her lips to his ear and whispered a soft, “last one there is the rotten egg.” And with that, she was off. Her steps kicked up grains of sand as she approached the waves that had begun crashing ashore.

[catnorarchie]

— His lips wasted no time to find hers and his thrusts became more hungry. He peered down at her. The green eyed man reached a free hand up to grab the head board while his other hand moved from her hair to the free skin below her bum. He grabbed at the delicate bronze skin, though not hard enough to damage her. “Fuck,” he mumbled into her lips. Archie grunted. His entire length was coated by her tight pussy. Even in his distorted state, he knew he wanted to take care of her. He needed to take care of her and all of her needs.

Her moans were like music to his sensitive ears. Nothing could’ve been more encouraging. By the time he was done with her, he planned to have her multiple orgasms deep. “Coco, you’re so tight.” He groaned. He lifted his hips so that only the tip of his solid hard cock was buried inside of her and then pushed forward, slamming into her all at once. He hissed from pleasure. “Just like that, baby?” He muttered as he drove himself in and out of her aching cunt. Between the sounds of the head board colliding with the wall and Coco’s vocals, she knew she would not have the happiest of neighbors in the morning.

[catnorarchie]

— His head bowed so that his forehead was pressed against hers. His vision was blurry but even in his impaired state, Archie knew she was the most beautiful woman that he had ever met. He was easily the luckiest man alive. Her jewel-like eyes locked with his and that was all of the reassurance he needed. He nudged his swollen cock against her aching slit and he shifted so that her legs would hug his hip. “As you wish,” the man said in a hushed voice.

She didn’t have to tel him twice. The tip of his cock entered her creamy core and his fingers instantly wound themselves in her silky locks of hair. “Oh, fuck!” He growled under his breath. “Your pussy is so wet for me, baby.” His lips danced down her chin and towards her neck where he nipped and suckled at the sensitive skin. Fuck, she felt so good. It took him every drop of will power he had not to cum right then. Every inch of his thick cock began to disappear inside of her. He had never felt so on top of the world in his entire life.

[catnorarchie]

— Her body was nuzzled between his hips, her delicate hand pressed to the comfort of the material on his chest. Their faces were no more than a foot away, though his height forced her to lift her head to look at him. A knowing smirk danced across her face. “Uh, uh, uh.” She used her free hand to bat her index finger at him. “That’s for me to know,” she hummed and pointed her finger at him. “And you to find out.”

Catalina wiggled out from his grasp, her hand dropping to her side. She grabbed the small, bedazzled clutch from the counter top and turned around to head towards the front door. “You coming or not?” Her white-blonde hair hugged the frame of her face as she batted her eyes at him from afar, coaxing him to join her in her top secret endeavor.

[catnorarchie]

— Archie’s fingers moved to stroke her hair while the other was pressed to his stomach. Her pretty pink lips wrapped around the length of his shaft was enough to make him want to burst right then and there. However, he was not ready for the moment to come to an end. She looked beautiful, heavenly even with her head bobbing up and down. His wife-to-be had always been the queen of sucking cock in his own eyes, and Bri was no loser either, but Colandrea had them both beat by a landslide.

“Oh, oh fuck,” He groaned. Her lips made the most sexy popping noise. “Yes, baby.” Though his heart was pacing quick, Archibald made a swift choice. He sat up and brought his arm around her waist, flipping her over onto her back so that she was lying beneath him. Her curls fanned the frame of her face and the moonlight cascading from the windows lit her face. He moved to press his soft lips to her neck. “Coco,” His hands were holding onto her waist, his cock just a centimeter away from her aching core. “Are you, uh— safe, or do you want me to...” He grumbled, knowing that he hadn’t brought a condom with him seeing as this was most definitely not supposed to happen.

[catnorarchie]

— The short women hooked her fingers around her the ice cold glass and brrought the straw to her lips. She took a small sip and contemplated. It wasn’t like she hadn’t thought about this many of times before. However, sitting in that chair actually putting her life in action was almost intimidating. Zeke was exciting, he challenged her. “All of it? That is a lot of things.” She hummed. Still thinking, Catalina could feel herself getting heated. She shouldn’t feel guilty. Ashton stood her up for their two year anniversary. He sent her nudes to all of his friends. He had been unfaithful. A little fun didn’t hurt. She deserved it.

All of the sudden, she set her glass on the table and stood up, her feet hitting the wooden floor beneath their feet. Her index fingers hooked around the little lonely belt loops on her pants, tugging her jeans up to her mid hip. “I know that we planned on bar hopping but I think I might have another idea.” Catalina wore a sweet, yet knowing smile on her face. “He would definitely roll in his grave.”

[catnorarchie]

— Archie adjusted his posture where his elbows were sitting flat on the mattress, supporting hid body weight so he could watch the dark haired beauty beneath him. His breathing was heavy and his eyes were glossed over. To him, this felt like a dream. He had only pictured this very moment every day of high school. “Oh, fuck,” he hissed. The moment she touched his cock he could feel it twitch in her little hands.

Though he had imagined his moment countless times, the man never would have expected it to feel that good. His head lulled back and his left hand instinctively moved to the back of her head, fingertips tangled in the curly locks of hair that framed her face. “Just like that, princess. You’re—” his voice began to crack, another grunt leaving his lips, “Doing amazing. You’re... Fuck.”

[catnorarchie]

— Kitty toyed with the mini straw that sat perched in her drink, her head bowed to her feet. His cool breath against her ear sent tingles down her spine. He was exciting, he was new. He was everything that Ashton wasn’t. She lifted her head, a smirk lying on her cherry red lips. “No, he isn’t around.” He was right. It was just the two of them and the unfamiliar faces that surrounded them in the bar. She took her hand, lifting it to place a finger under his chin, bringing his face down towards her own. Their lips were no more than a few centimeters away. She batted her eyelashes at the man that towered over her and leaned in.

However, their lips didn’t touch. Though, any closer and they certainly would have. “I think it’s time for another round, yeah?” She twirled in the bar stool, now facing the counter. She curled her index finger for the bartender who was quick to attend to their needs. “We need another round.” She shot the man a wink and turned her attention back to Zeke. “So, what do you think I should be doing with my newly found freedom?” A playful, almost tempting smile framed her lips.

[catnorarchie]

— Coco’s voice was like music to his ears. He tightened his grip on her tiny hips, his tongue lapping at the sweet juices that coated her fleshy pink core. His eyes were glued to her face, watching longingly as the masterpiece beneath him trembled. Her eyes were shut, lips parted. Knowing that he himself caused such a reaction sent blood rushing to his cock. “Yes baby, cum for daddy.” He grumbled against her heat.

Though Archie could have continued to lap at her juices until the sun rose without a complaint, he was not going to argue with the woman. He brought his lips to her rosy pink clit, sucking on it one more time. She tasted sweet, even fresh. He slid up the bed and hovered over her, his erection ghosting her upper thigh. Her soft tongue massaged his, Coco’s juices being shared among the two. He allowed her to take charge, his hands moving to grasp her hips. He, however, didn’t fail to show his surprise, a groan leaving his lips. “What are you doing, babydoll?”

[catnorarchie]

—  “No, it’s not that.” She said quickly. However, she, and more than likely Zeke both knew that she was lying through her teeth. Catalina lived for getting her way. She always did, if she had anything to say about it. She lifted her head so that her crystal blue eyes had met his. “Well, it feels that I’m easy at disappointing lately. I promise not to intentionally disappoint you, Zeke. And it definitely isn’t going to be over some drinks. I know my stuff.” A smirk danced it’s way across Kitty’s face, her nails drumming across the bar counter top.

She couldn’t help it. Catalina wrinkled her nose a little bit, slightly embarrassed that he thought she bowed to her parents feet. “No, no. No.” Her voice briefly cracked. A nervous laugh passed by her parted lips. “It’s Ashton.” She said truthfully. “Lately it feels like he has been trying to hold me by a leash... And not in the kinky way.” The blonde adjusted her posture. “I can’t go anywhere without him questioning what I’m doing or who I’m with.”

[catnorarchie]

— His emerald green eyes locked with hers as he adjusted so that her sex was easily accessible. He continued to roll his thumb across her sensitive button while his tongue lapped at her slit. “Hm?” Archibald hummed against her opening. “You like that, baby?” He cooed encouragingly. Colandrea had the pussy of an angel. It was easily the best thing that he had ever put in his mouth.

Every single breath she took was like music to his ears. Her whimpers of encouragement only pressed him to work harder. “Are you gonna cum for me, babygirl?” He breathed against her heated sex. His thumb worked in a quick circular motion against nub while his tongue drew the alphabet. “Let me taste you, all of you,” His voice was muffled, yet loud enough to be heard. Archie reached up to grab her hand with his free one, their fingers intertwining. He gave her an encouraging squeeze but never once let his movements go to rest.

[catnorarchie]

— Catalina tossed her head back, her locks of white-blonde hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. Laughter bubbled from her throat. She had forgotten how pleasant it was to laugh, not fake laugh, but genuinely giggle. She brought her manicured hand to her chest and gazed at him with her bright blue eyes. “My princess complex, huh?” Kitty hummed with approval. Though it may not have been funny to anyone else, it was hysterical how well he knew her already. It brought her joy.

“Next time you’ll have to let me order. I’ll get you a nice manly drink.” Her smile grew from ear to ear. The blonde leaned down to sip from her straw, swaying her feet back and forth momentarily. “You have no idea how nice it feels to get out of the house, Zeke. Seriously.” She said suddenly. “It feels like I’ve been living the Rapunzel lifestyle. I’m telling you, my life has been such a bore.”

[catnorarchie]

— How long, he asked himself. God, it seemed like he had been craving her since the moment that he met her. It amazed him that they had known each other since the beginning of high school. “Longer than I can remember.” He admitted. It was a weak answer, however, his mind was foggy and all he knew was that the woman he loved was sitting in front of him aching for his tongue.

He slid his arm underneath her leg to bring it up over his shoulder, putting his face only inches away from her pretty little pussy that dripped for him. He didn’t bother to hesitate. Archibald buried his tongue in between her wet slit and moved his hand over her waist so that he could rest his thumb on her solid clit. “Since the beginning of high school,” he mumbled against her sex, his voice vibrating against her pussy. His eyes locked with hers in the dark room. “You taste like heaven, Coco.”

[catnorarchie]

— Kitten. The way that the word left his lips had her squeezing her thighs together and ready to whimper. She nodded a quick thank you to the bartender before immediately adverting her attention to the man sitting only a foot or two away from her. “You’re right, this shall be a very interesting night,” she cooed. Truth be told, Ezekiel terrified her. Not because of who he was or the lack of information that she had on him but because she feared that he might be the only person in the entire world that could beat her even at an unsaid game. He had some sort of spell over her.

Catalina cupped the glass in her small hand and brought it up mid air. “To a night that I promise you will not forget, Zeke.” She giggled softly, her eyes locking with his. “Cheers?” She clinked her glass with his and brought the tall glass upwards, her lips wrapping around the pink straw sitting in her glass. She took a drink of her beverage and set the glass down on the bar table. “By the way, excellent choice. Nice and simple, I like it.” She pointed to the drink on the counter.

[catnorarchie]

— That was all she had to say. “Yes, baby.” Archibald hooked his hand behind her other thigh and lifted her up so that her legs were tucked safely around his waist. However, his lips never left hers. They didn’t dare it. He maneuvered his way through her apartment as if he had been there hundreds of times and quickly found her bed. He continued walking until his knees were pressed to the plush mattress where he lied her down in front of him. His eyes scanned her almost nude body.

Towering over her, Archibald took this opportunity to remove his belt from his waist. He dropped it to the floor beside her bed before climbing over her, her body just a fraction of the size beneath his. “I’ve wanted you for so long.” He muttered as he moved to peck her lips and eventually leave a trail of love all the way down her body until he made his way to her navel. He hooked both his middle and index finger around her panties and tore them down her leg. “What do you want, huh?” He kissed lower until his mouth was only inches away from her heated sex. “Tell me, princess.”

[catnorarchie]

— Hands at her side, Catalina allowed him to usher her towards the front door of the bar. Her eyes scanned the room as a whole. She hadn’t ever been and suddenly she felt as if she had been missing out. It was small yet very lively. A good choice on his part, she thought to herself. “Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.” The blonde allowed a grin to work it’s way onto her lips. It felt as if all eyes were on the two strangers entering the bar alongside one another. Though she was used to it, she was slightly uncomfortable knowing that a handful of woman’s hungry eyes rested on the man she was accompanying.

Propping herself up onto the bar stool, Catalina twisted her body around so that she was facing him. “Ah, so you’re telling me you’re used to winning, I take it?” She tsked, “That could be a very bad thing for us, you know? I’m gonna let you in on a little secret, Zeke.” Her eyes lit up as she leaned in, her face only inches from his. “I don’t lose.” She toyed with a strand of her blonde hair as she gazed up at him. Though she was filled with sass and an undeniable attitude almost always, it was true to say that there wasn’t a single place that she’d rather be.

[catnorarchie]

— The man had successfully made it to the curve of her neck, his lips lingering on the untainted skin. He left a trail of kisses towards her collarbone. He wanted to ensure that there wasn’t a single part of her body that was left untouched by him. He sucked on the skin of her collarbone, nibbling and licking at the sensitive patch of skin.

“Yes,” he mumbled against the skin. He slid his spare hand up her clothed back and tugged at the little zipper that hugged her dress to her body. Colandrea’s dress fell to the ground like a puddle beneath him, leaving her body almost entirely exposed to his hungry eyes. “God damn, you’re beautiful. Fuck.” he whispered a string of swears before pressing his lips to hers again, his hand now moving around to help her fumble with the buttons of his dress shirt.