Augustus

Seyah stared at me. Her pretty brown eyes were wide as she looked from me to Scott and back. "Uh, hi. Thank you for the ride," she said as she hesitated to take my hand. When she did, I ducked into the car and pulled her in with me. Scott closed the door behind her, and she put on her seatbelt.

"Are you OK?" I asked her as she settled in. She looked at me and nodded.

Jerrick leaned onto my shoulder, whispering loud enough everyone in the car could hear him. "I don't think she's into you, bro. Should have just left her."

"Fuck off, Jer. You're a rude bastard when you drink." I pushed him off and he rested his head on the window.

"Hmm. Maybe that's why Griswold hates me. Lenore would never, but he would cheat on her and then make her raise his bastard."

"Would you shut the fuck up?" I clenched my hands and rubbed my fists on my thighs. Seyah wrapped her hand around my bicep. She tugged me closer to her and kissed my shoulder. "Do you have any siblings?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Not in the same way. I have a friend I've known since birth. She's like a sister to me. Complete with annoying moments," she said with a laugh.

I chuckled, too, before I tilted my head, so our foreheads touched. "So, you get it," I said in a low voice.

She nodded and tilted her head up to press her lips against mine. It was the barest touch and right away I wanted more. I cupped the side of her face and urged her closer to deepen the kiss. Seyah laid her hand on my thigh, and rubbed a path up to my dick, which grew under touch.

Jerrick groaned. The sound ripped me back to reality, and I pulled away, though I didn't let go of her.

"Come home with me," I breathed against her lips.

"OK. We have to stop there, anyway." Seyah shrugged, but she pinned her eyes on mine. She stole a kiss before she backed away completely.

I adjusted in my seat to face forward. Jerrick was still against the window; his soft snores grated on me, but when I looked back at Seyah, her smile washed the irritation away.

It was a short drive back to our building, and Scott was helping Jerrick out of the car on my left before I knew it. Seyah got out on the right and when I climbed out behind her, I noticed her lips were parted. She leaned her head all the way back, trying to see the top of the building. Even if it wasn't dark, that would be hard to do.

"Ready?" I asked, holding my hand out to her. She nodded and threaded her fingers through mine.

Normally, I didn't bring women home. I went to their place or found an empty restroom or alleyway. OK, the latter two had only happened once, but my place was off limits. I preferred women to sleep with me because of me, not my last name or my family's money.

Seyah wasn't normal, though. I couldn't explain it, but there was something about her that felt—genuine. I didn't think my financial status or family influence would matter to her.

When we got to the elevator, Scott held the door for us, and we walked on with him and Jerrick. Seyah was staring with that wide-eyed look again. She'd glued her gaze to the penthouse button lit up, and I squeezed her hand.

Or maybe it would matter to her.

She didn't run away, though, and when I led her up the curved stairway to my room, she kept her eyes on mine or on our combined hands.

We crossed the threshold and as soon as I shut the door, she dropped her purse and guided me toward the bed. "You're obviously somebody… or your parents are," she said as she let go of my hand and linked her arms around my neck. "I don't give a shit about any of that, Auggie. I'm here for you, so fuck me like you mean it."

"Yes, ma'am." I grinned and dipped my head to capture her lips as I grasped her hips. Her dress was silky under my fingertips. The fabric was so pretty, but I wanted her naked. "Can we get this off?"

Seyah hummed in agreement and stepped out of my hold. It was late and dark in my room, but it looked like she shimmed, and the dress just flowed from her onto the floor. I thought little about it as I turned on the lamp next to my bed and took in her black lace and panty set illuminated by the warm light.

"You're stunning," I said as I walked back to her. Her boobs were perky and would fit inside my palm perfectly. And though her stomach was soft, she had toned thighs.

She grabbed my shirt again, and when she kissed me, it was full of hunger. "Less talking, more kissing," she said briefly before kissing me again.

I backed her up to the bed, pushing her down gently so I could undress. Seyah removed her bra and panties, and I swallowed back the sound of appreciation.

Her large, round areolas were lighter at the edges, and grew darker as they closed in around her dark brown nipples.

They called to me, and I grasped Seyah's breast to tongue one nipple to a stiff peak and then sucked her other one into my mouth.

She writhed under me as I gave equal attention to each of her tits. The little sounds she made drove me crazy, and I knew we'd have to have a round two, since I wouldn't last long the first time.

Seyah dug her fingers into my hair and used her grip to pull me closer before she pushed me down her body, encouraging my lips to explore the rest of her.

It was a demand I complied with without complaint as I nipped and kissed my way down her soft body to her core. The moan Seyah let out when I licked up her pussy to her clit was louder and fueled my desire to hear more. It was a sound I could get addicted to.