Christmas Concert: Leah stays at Jasons for a while. (Luck: +10, Suspicion: +20)

It wasn't a long drive, but a chatty one. The more Leah kept talking about her day, the more Jason warmed up to it, making little quips but mainly listening, as he was the one watching the road.
Leah was nevertheless interrupted by her phone buzzing. Jonathan was asking for her.

Time was flying and before she knew it she already went up the stairs to his apartment. It took Leah a little moment to notice the eyes on her Christmas dress. She looked over her shoulder, grinning at Jason, whose eyes widened.

"Enjoying the sight?" Leah asked innocently before she went further up the stairs swaying her hips invitingly with every step.

"Shouldn't I?" returned Jason the question. He left her a little bit of room so he could enjoy the show...
Leah's thoughts already began to wander before a light smack on the rump made her snap back into reality. "We're there!" announced her colleague with a light chuckle.
His hand remained on her ass as he unlocked the door, guiding Leah into the tidy apartment. He dropped her off in the living room, on a nice sofa where Leah kicked her legs up.
He either had expected the company for tonight or Jason really wasn't the kind of bachelor to fulfil clichés... well most of them. The wall above his couch had three different guitars mounted and looking up from his desk he'd look right at the pale legs of a woman in peril depicted on his framed poster of "Friday the 13th Part II".

"Drinks?" asked the tall guy giving Leah that same half-smile that made her knees just a bit weaker.
"Yes, please." She purred as an answer.

It didn't take her a full 20 seconds to slowly undo the dress, as he had turned to get them something nice. She didn't have the whole night... and after all, that was why she went with her colleague.
Fabric dropped to the floor... and soon she was standing in a pile of red and white in nothing but the lingerie she had picked for the occasion. She'd lie to herself if she said she had not known where the night would end.

"So, I didn't know your taste so I thought I might surpri-" Jason almost dropped the two glasses of Whisky he was holding as he stepped back into the room.
Leah couldn't help but chuckle as she watched his jaw drop from her place on the couch. "Well, I thought hard about how I could introduce that theme into the night and well..." She shrugged a bit, as she slowly slid off the cushions and down to the floor. "Come..." She whispered and he followed, slowly putting the glasses down on the couch table.
"Undress, please." Again he would only stare as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing not only his toned chest, but also the Tattoo that sleeved over his upper arm and pectoral. Another soft purr escaped Leah's lips as she slowly crawled towards her colleague still on all fours.
"Unfortunately, I don't have much time tonight." she explained, slowly pulling the belt from its leash, as she bend forward to kiss his lower abdomen. "But you worked so hard today that I thought you could just sit back..." dextrous fingers opened his pants. "And let me worship..." she could feel the man tense a bit as she slid her hand down his pants and grasp around the slowly stiffening length, "Your delicious, fat, gorgeous cock." she could taste every single of the last words on her tongue as she pulled him from his pants.
Veiny and already pulsing with excitement did the dick of Jason slowly stretch her fingers apart. It was beautiful, and just pulling the foreskin back to reveal the fat tip made her sigh longingly.

But before she would get the chance to draw her lips right over it, she felt strong hands gently cupping her cheeks.
Slowly, Jason sat down, holding her head up, so she was **** to look into his deep blue eyes, while he bent forward to push a tender kiss onto her lips.
Her body reacted all on its own as she stretched towards it.
"You truly are a naughty little angel, Leah." He whispered in a voice that made hot and cold shivers run down Leah's back before he kissed her again. Longer this time; with purpose.

It was his tongue teasing over her lips as she opened them. It was his that pushed into her mouth, and invited her to a more heated dance.
It were his fingers ruining her hair as he grabbed the dark curls on the back of her head...

As their lips parted Leah was still staring into the eyes of her colleague. Her body was trembling, her mouth still softly agape. Everything inside her was burning with desire and just as she reached forward again to open his pants, Jason reached to her hips to pull her closer.
"Ah ah..." He whispered with a little smirk.
Leah did not resist as he pulled her up onto her feet and she could only whimper softly as he leaned in to kiss her navel. His beard gently scratched her skin while his warm lips caressed over her tender skin... and then they wandered lower, and lower...

When had been the last time she had felt Jonathan's lips through the thin fabric, pressing against her folds? When had she last gasped like that, as she felt the pressure of a tongue against her hidden little pussy and when had been the last time anyone had grabbed her hands, as she reached down to pull down her panties?!
Leah's fingers curled into Jason's as he planted another soft kiss up against her mound, looking up at her. "Just let me explore you tonight, shall we?" He whispered and the warm flush of his breath against the damp cloth between her legs made Leah nod quickly in giddy excitement.

It did not take long though for his teeth to grab some fabric between them... and to start pulling.
It took even less time for Leah to push her pelvis longingly against his face and to shut him up, before he couldn't even finish his "You look absolutely gorg-".
No, now it was her turn to dig her nails through Jason's hair and to moan as he reached up to cup her ass, pulling her further against his face.
"Don't you - hm... Dare fucking stop now!" She whispered with her voice already shaking from his teasing foreplay. It was quickly accompanied by a lound gasp as his tongue finally parted her lips entirely dragging slowly through them and tasking her pussy like few men had before. The gasps turned to moans as he kept licking and suckling at her with deep enthusiasm, following every soft nudge at his head to keep him at a spot or encourage him to go harder.

She could barely listen to the wet suckling between her legs with her own blood rushing in her ears.
It was just her own voice, pleading the soft

"Don't stop! Don't stop Don't stop! don'stopdon'tstopdon't st-uuuurgh!"

before her body tensed and released, her mind washed over in a wave of pleasure.
It took Leah a second to realise how she fell over, holding her trembling body up, riding through the orgasm, Jason only drew out with his face still buried between her legs.

"Okay, okay that's enough." She laughed as she fell over onto the couch, pulling the man from between her legs, before kissing him deeply... His face was utterly smeared with her own juices, which gave the kisses just a bit more of a naughty tinge.
Leah's chest was still rising and falling as she smirked up at Jason.
"Pleased?" He asked with his boyish grin, brushing the hair from her face.
She shook her head.
"Well, you could undress now, and then show me your bedroom. I am not going home until I had that cock of yours deep inside me, Mister."

Jason laughed as he began unbuttoning his shirt.