by Kay Maree
“Dwayne,” I said waving my hand in front of his face. “Sorry Jas,” He barley whispered turning to look up at me.
“This is McKenzie. Kenzie, this is my cousins Emmett, Dwayne, Kate, Rebecca and her partner Eric, I believed you met them the other night at the party, and this is Adley” I introduced. I watched as she smiled at each individual and common pleasantry.
I could see Emmett’s eyes practically fall out of his head. He liked what he saw but he could look but not touch. Look at me, I was now dictating what he couldn’t do, and I wasn’t even seeing this girl let alone had the right to dictate what she could do. My brain was thinking of a hundred things, it was running away before I even had time to catch up with its train of thought. I needing a drink to drown out this odd feeling. Curse women for making men weak minded.
“Excuse me,” I said as I slipped pass her and walked up to the bar. I nodded to Frankie as he stepped closer.
“You look like you could use something stronger than a beer,” Frankie said as he placed a tumbler on the bar top and turned to grab the bottle of scotch. He poured me a nip and within seconds it was gone. I let the liquid coat the back of my throat and sooth me. It burnt slightly but the warmth it gave was much needed.
I had managed for a few seconds to forget where I was, what was happening and just not overthink everything. Shame the few seconds were short lived because the instant she touched me I felt the electric current course through my veins, and I was jolted back to the here and now. I turned my head to look down at her. She was the most dazzling specimen I had laid eyes on… ever. I wasn’t sure what it was about her that had me weak in the knees but seeing her smile up at me and simply speak my name turned me on in a weird unusual way that I couldn’t quiet describe it. However, I did know that the thought of seeing her half clothed a few days back hadn’t left my thoughts. The sight of her in black panties and a matching lace bra has my cock wanting to jump free from its confines. The image was dominating my thoughts.
“Hello Jasper,” she spoke.
Oh fuck… I was in trouble. That tone in ger voice, it called to me. I wanted to just lean in and seal my lips to hers, but I knew better than to mess with her. I had my fair share of fuck up’s when it came to women, after all my mother had been trying to set me up with women for years now. She wanted me to settle down and start a family, but it wasn’t me.
“Kenzie,” I replied barely a whisper as she continued to stare at me with a smile. I didn’t like this… it made me feel uncomfortable, but I had this suspicious feeling she was testing me, seeing how far she could push me. Maybe she could sense I was uncomfortable.
“Is there something you need?” I groaned. I hated being stared at and what I hated even more was the way my body was silently leaning into her, allowing her hand which was still placed perfectly at the side of my ribcage, her thumb lightly making circle around and around. I swore never to be a gentleman, but my resolve was being tested.
“Ummm, you never called,” she said.
“McKenzie,” I sighed. I wasn’t sure how to explain to her what I was thinking, there were so many reasons why I didn’t call her. For starters, I wasn’t sure what to say to her, I needed the space and time to process what I’d done. I’d effectively made out with her at my parent’s engagement party in the dark space of a hallway where no one could see. “We shared a kiss at my parents anniversary party. It was amazing but I can’t allow myself to go any further. I live a million miles away, I don’t see this being anything other than a holiday fling,” I added. I really hoped this didn’t sound or seem harsh, but it was the truth. I couldn’t start something with a woman I couldn’t give anything to.
“I never asked for anything,” she spoke as she continued to stare.
“Why do you continue to stare at me McKenzie? Is there something I can do for you?” I inquired. Fuck me, that sounded so rude. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be abrupt, but I just don’t know what you want from me?” I added.
I knew there were many things she could do for me… oh boy many things she could do with me that I could keep secretly hidden in my vivid imagination for when it was me and I was having a lonely night but that was private I wasn’t about to just let all my secret spill.
“I need a drink,” she said finally turning her gaze to the bar and nodding to Frankie.
I licked my dry lips and drew in a deep breath. I must have been holding my breath from the instant she touched me. I licked my lips yet again.
“Fuck me…” she trailed off.
“Pardon,” I replied.
“I really wanna kiss you again,” she whispered.
I turned my head slightly to look down at her, “Excuse me.”
“You heard me,” she said all cockiness in her tone.
“Kenzie.”
“Don’t look so shocked,” she uttered.
“McKenzie,” I whispered once again. I loved the way her name just rolled off my tongue, it was a sweet name and suited her. The red tones in her hair made me realize that she
“What can I get you?” Frankie asked as he came to serve us.
“I’ll have a scotch and a beer, and the lady here will have…”
“I’ll take a beer too,” she said.
Frankie filled my glass and handed over two beers before waving us on. He didn’t take any money he just left and went to help other customers.
I took a quick look around and saw Dwayne was still sipping away on his beer, but he wasn’t mentally here. I bet he heard nothing that Emmett was saying. I’d find out eventually what was up with him but for now McKenzie held my attention.
Kate was busy in conversation with Rebecca and Eric, Helena had disappeared, and I couldn’t see Bill’s son which had me thinking they’d gone somewhere. Adley was staring at me but I wasn’t sure why. My head was slightly spinning with trying to keep up with all the things that seemed to be happening tonight and the second I felt her hand touch my ribcage once again I sucked in a breath.
“Are you always this touchy feely with people?” I asked as I turned starred down at her. It was a big mistake, I needed to not look at her beautifully sculptured face, those big eyes and well I could see her chest bob up and down as she breathed. Her body was divine, and it was slowly clouding my head and filling it with thoughts of… well thoughts I knew weren’t appropriate. Fuck me…
“Why… do you not like it, don’t lie to me Jasper, I can tell you like it.” she smirked.
“You’re so…. Arg!” I groaned. I wanted to say she was full of shit, cocky and acting more like some alpha male and not a woman but the truth was everything she was doing, saying it was fucking turning me on and I had a very strong visual of what my next moves would be.
I leaned in and whispered in her ear. “If you keep gawking at me, sending me silent messages I’m going to have to….”
“Punish me,” she interjected.
I couldn’t help but smile at thought of my hand spanking her, the sting it would give and the red marks it would leave on her skin. Some women weren’t a fan but something about the way she said ‘punish me’ had me thinking she’d enjoy it. It wouldn’t be a punishment if she liked it though.
“You can’t fool me Jasper, you’d love to punish me just as much as I’d enjoy receiving it.”
I pulled back and looked down at her. Her eyes were talking volumes and while I wanted to scream at myself for letting a small piece of me loose, I couldn’t because it felt incredible to just allow myself to be free.
I said I was the good guy and yes, I was, but I was also an alpha male… a bad boy and what girl didn’t love a bad boy? I liked that she was a woman, who was completely up front, told you exactly how she saw things, it meant she’d probably tell me exactly what she wanted from me, what she was feeling. I liked that she’d just speak her mind, and never once would she be sorry for it. That’s the type of girl I wanted. It was a rare quality to find. Besides this wasn’t really anything, it
wouldn’t go any further. This was harmless; I didn’t aim to let it go any further than a drink and a little flirting in a bar.
“Has anyone ever told you that your eyes speak volumes?” I stated.
“Just like your body language tells me you like this,” she rebutted as her thumb began to trace circles once again on my ribcage. It tickled but felt good. “Please don’t be shy with me Jasper, it’s not you.”
How would she know if it was me or not? She didn’t know me
“What do you want McKenzie?” I asked.
“I would have thought that was obvious,” she replied.
“If you’re after something, don’t beat around the bush just say it,” I declared. I wasn’t here for games; I knew what I wanted from her, but she needed to voice what she wanted and right now otherwise I couldn’t help.
“The other night, you gave me something I’d wanted for a long time, but I was lying when I said it was enough. I like you enough to ask for one night, one night of hot, uncomplicated… sex,” she declared taking a step closer into me. He head was now close enough to my chest that she’d be able to smell the cologne I wore, especially if I was being intoxicated with the scent of her.
“I intend to have my wicked way with you, at least once before you leave,” she continued.
“Do you understand what you’re asking for?” I questioned. If I took her to my bed, then I planned to fuck her so good that she never forgets that I once had possession of her body. Every other lover she took to bed, well they’d never match up, effectively sex would be ruined… sex would never be the same. That much I could promise her.
“I do,” she simply remarked. “Look, we either do it now or later but I do plan to fuck you so good that you never forget that I once had possession of your body. Every other lover of yours will never match up, you will be ruined… sex will never be the same. That much I promise you,” she declared.
What did I say to a woman who’d just pulled the ultimate guy move? She’d just said everything I had been thinking. There was nothing left to say, I was effectively gobsmacked… and the only thing left to do was to follow through with what appeared to be mutual sexual urges for each other. However, this wasn’t the time or place for such explicit scenes, and so I leaned down and sealed my lips to hers. I wasn’t sure what it was, but in that very moment… the moment her lips grazed over mine, everything in my mind, body and soul exploded. I got the tingly feeling you get when you get excitedly nervous about something, the exploding fireworks behind your closed eye lids. You know the ridiculous little leg pop every girl wishes for when they get truly good and kissed. My whole body was mentally shaking; it knew that this person I was kissing was its other half. I was screwed… in fact I was F.U.C.K.E.D… fucked, and the worst part about deciding to having a night out, and kissing McKenzie was that I could see this night progressing further. I knew better than to take her to bed, but I couldn’t help it. From the instant I’d spilt my drink down her front and then I took her back to the lake house, I had to have her.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Fur Rugs
We’d somehow managed to slip out of the bar and not have most of my family members follow us back to the lake house. I don’t know what was driving me, but I guess the thought of actually possessing this woman was at the forefront of my mind but before I delved into anything, I needed her to understand something. As I opened the door to the house and ushered us inside, I quickly closed it with a kick of my leg and the instant it closed it was like a bomb exploded. She’d practically jumped into my arms and her lips were attacking mine.
As much I was enjoying her enthusiasm and straightforwardness, I had to lay some ground rules. I pulled back and looked at her. Her eyes blinked open as a smile broke out across her lips.
“Anyone would think you liked control,” I uttered with a smile.
“Do you wanna know a secret, I do,” she whispered back.
As much as the thought of a woman being this way was refreshing, it in no way would work for me. I liked to rule my own thoughts, emotions… my own body and while women often put roadblocks on the path of life it never stopped me from being the master of my own life. McKenzie would learn, I was boss, I was the ruler of this….
“This, whatever this is… it’s not permanent. Don’t read into my body language, don’t turn what I say into something, don’t overthink things. If you do, then we can stop now, shake hands and go forward as friends. I am not proposing we jump into a relationship, in fact I don’t wanna be anything other than friends who enjoy the heat and action we produce in the bedroom. Do you understand?” I demanded. I was ordering her to will an answer.
“I’m fully onboard with your idea,” she answered as she looked down at me, she was still in my arms, her legs wrapped around my waist and she just wanted the one thing she came here for, me.
I was glad, I didn’t’ have time for a relationship and I was picturing this as something to past the time while I was here for the holidays this wasn’t a permanent fixture in the life of Jasper Banks.
She leaned in, her lips brushing across mine. “Claim me!” She cooed.
“McKenzie, do you understand everything I said. I am not starting a relationship with you… whatever happens here tonight is purely a one-night stand,” I reaerated.
“What if you come back for more,” she cheekily smirked.
I shook my head. I wasn’t going to come back for more… or at least that was train of thought for now.
“Look, I may be younger than you, but I’m not about to jump into anything serious. I’m in college and to be truthful I just want to know what it’s like to sleep with Jasper Banks,” she declared.
With a statement like that, how could I refuse her. The way her eyelashes battered; her lips slightly parted to draw in some breath. Her chest heaving with every breath she took. It was taking every ounce of good will I possessed to not just skip into the bedroom, but I felt this wasn’t a moment for the bedroom. I held her as I walked us over towards the couch, the fire was still burning and for once in my life I was grateful for the fur rugs on the floor beside the heat. They’d be perfect for what I had in mind.
As I sat on the edge of the couch, I began to realize how hot it was going to be if we were to stay so heavily clothed right next to the fire. I swear this girl could read my mind because she’d already let go of me and started to slip out of her jacket, her top flew off and before I even had a chance to blink I was staring at two beautifully plump breasts perfectly encased in a black lace bra. In typical McKenzie fashion she dived in, her lips once again attacking mine in some ferocious onslaught.
This wasn’t going to work if we stayed her on the couch. I had bigger plans and if she kept trying to take control, I was going to have to punish her, teach her to obey. I gripped her waist with one arm and slipped off the couch, placing her down onto the soft fur rugs on the floor in front of the fire.
“McKenzie,” I mumbled through her caress. She pulled back and looked up at me.
I pulled away, admiring the fact that she way laying amongst the furs on the floor of the lake house in a bra, but I wanted more. I popped the button on her jeans before gripping the hem and peeling her not just out of the jeans but the matching lace panties she had one. I am not entirely sure what happened in the sweet moment when I exposed her. She wasn’t shy she just simply laid there and allowed me to gaze upon her beautiful womanhood.
“Don’t….”
“Don’t hold back,” she smirked. That was all I needed to hear to give me the green light to go ahead and do what I wanted.
Of course, the moments leading up to the second my tongue touched her sweet bud was a blur. I remember placing sweet kisses from her ankle to her inner thigh but then I fell under the intoxicating grasp this girl seemed to have on me and the rest they say is history.
***
This was ridiculous. My head had been buried between McKenzie’s thighs for a good twenty minutes and I wa
sn’t even sure why I was continuing to lick the sweet sensitive bud because the girl had already released twice. I guess I just liked the thought of pleasing her in this way. I groaned and pulled her closer. I swear we couldn’t get any closer, but I was determined to see if it was possible. I had been quite rough with her, ravaging her in a way I don’t think I’ve ever been with any other woman, but I couldn’t help it. In the course of what appeared to be a flash of lightning, she’d removed her own bra, her breast was exposed and gloriously on display, her nipples pebbled and standing stiff just like my own erection which was straining to be let free. As I continued my onslaught of her fragrantly sensitive clit, she continued to climb to, yet another orgasm and I knew I couldn’t hold on any longer. I was going to go ahead and flip this little… well I didn’t know what to call it, but it was time to flip it on its head. She said to not hold back and since I was a man of my word, I intended to do exactly what I had envisioned in my mind. I was going to bring this girl to within inches of a perfect orgasm and then… well, then I’d fuck her like crazy, until neither of us could think clearly. She wanted to know what it was like to be fucked by Jasper Banks, well there’d be hell to pay for that statement.
“Fuck me!” she whimpered as she gripped my hair and drove her hips forward urging me on to keep hitting that sweet spot that would tip her over the edge but she had no idea that she wasn’t going to be getting what she wanted right this second, she could wait.
“I will… soon,” I mumbled back, placing a kiss to the delicate skin inside of her left thigh. My cock couldn’t handle it anymore; he wanted to dive into the warmness of McKenzie, he wanted out of his cage. It was like a beast ready to attack.
“I’m sorry this isn’t going be gentle in fact I feel this could be over quickly, but you asked me to show you want it was like to be fucked by Jasper Banks and you’re gonna get you wish,” I confessed.