The apartment building was on the better side of town. It looked like an office building, with glass windows for the outer walls. Jason studied the five-story building, trying to guess which window was hers. He finally walked up to the door and pushed the buzzer with her name beside it.
"Who is it?" snapped the voice on the other side.
"Me. I've heard there are some dangerous curves around here, especially when they're wet."
"I think I know the road you're talking about."
"Good, 'cause I need a guide."
"5th floor. 504" The door buzzed then clicked open. Jason pushed, and went inside. After gliding up the stairs and some looking around, Jason halted at the door with 5-0-4 on it, and knocked. The door swung inward.
On the other side was Hannah, still wearing the same tight leather skirt and nothing shirt. The two stared at each other, the air crackled. Instead of coming in, Jason grabbed Hannah by the arm and yanked her out into the hallway. She let out a startled cry. Jason pushed her against the wall and dropped to his knees. Hannah's cry turned into an animal moan as she realized what he was after.
Jason ran his hands up Hannah's lithe legs, pulling up the leather skirt as he went. She wore nothing underneath, and already she could feel herself responding to his lust. She looked down and caught his eyes. "Taste me." Jason responded by licking his way up her leg, starting at her left ankle, running over her calf, and up her inner thigh. She parted her legs willingly, urging him on. Her hands slipped over her breasts, feeling her own nipples harden. In one motion she pulled her shirt over her head, baring her chest to Jason, and the world, not caring who saw. She was so wet she could feel her moisture running down her thigh. As Jason neared her slit, she ran her hands down her stomach, across her hairless pubic region, and into the crease of her lips. She felt her own warmth and juices. She offered a finger to Jason, who took the finger greedily into his mouth and sucked her nectar off. Hannah then raised her hand to mouth so she could taste herself, and threw her head back as Jason licked directly into her waiting slit.
Jason loved her taste. His tongue snaked out, probing and caressing Hannah's pussy. Her hands moved to the back of his head, urging him closer. He responded by parting her outer lips and slipping into her. He looked up as Hannah began to writhe underneath his tongue.
Hannah managed to look down, and when she did she nearly came. Here was the man she had met just this night, but knew by reputation, challenging her with a stare. The sight of him, his mouth pressed hard against her while he was on his knees in her hallway . . . she groaned an animal sound of pure lust.
Jason felt her moan all the way through her body. He increased his pace, reaching up to suck her clit. When he made contact, she screamed. Her voice shook the hall. Jason's cock was so hard it threatened to burst out of his pants, but he controlled his urge to fuck her right there. Not until she cums first, he thought. Her gasps answered his challenge.
"Jasso...oh...ggodd....yesss...fuck me with your tongue! I'mmm cummmingggg"
Hannah felt her body tighten and quiver. Her sensations were turning inside out, with the one focus being this man between her legs. She felt herself on the edge, ready to plunge. Her hands tightened hard on the back of Jason's head as her back arched.
Jason felt her begin to shake. He snaked his hands to her ass and pulled her harder against him. Her cheeks were so firm in his hands. He plunged his tongue into her as deep as it would go and held it, her wet heat all around him.
