And I planned to do a whole lot more.
Janie brought something out in me, something I hadn’t experienced in a long time. I couldn’t stop myself from taking her home with me, and I couldn’t have been happier that I had the guts to ask. Porter would be so proud.
Porter.
I wondered what he would think of me sleeping with her tonight.
He told me himself he wanted her, but he didn’t pursue her after that night.
This time, I would get the girl first.
And hopefully last.
Because it didn’t matter how I met her or what she did for a living.
I wanted her.
And I was fully aware of how crazy it sounded that I had known the woman for just a few hours, and I was all in, but it was the truth.
After what seemed like an eternity, I turned the Jeep onto my street and into my driveway. My house was modest, but I did a lot of upgrades to it, and I was proud of it.
The second I turned off the engine, I had the door open and practically ran to Janie’s side to let her out. She was quiet on our ride here, and I hoped she didn’t regret her decision to come home with me—I planned on making it very worth her while. I opened her door and took her hand in mine. I pulled her up until our bodies touched in all the right places. It had been so long since I felt like this about someone, the all-consuming desire to please them, that I had to force myself to slow down.
“I thought we’d never get here,” she said, sending lust directly to my hardening dick.
I dipped my head and captured her lips again, needing to taste her. She reached her arms around me, melding her body to mine, and I found myself again reaching between her legs in a public place. Later, I would psychoanalyze what happened to me today. For now, I had to fan the flame of this woman.
This time it was dusk and my driveway was lined with mature trees, but still. Janie whimpered as I traced the outside of her bathing suit bottom with my fingers, and I could sense how warm and wet she still was. I forced myself to withdraw from her lips so I could watch what I was about to do.
I undid the side of her suit like I wanted to do the entire day, then moved to the other hip and released the complementing tie. “I’ve wanted to take this off you since you took that cover-up off hours ago,” I admitted. I reached between her legs and removed the fabric entirely, bunching it up and sticking it in the pocket of my board shorts. Our gazes locked, and the sexual tension rolled between us, so thick I could cut it with a knife.
I fought the desire to lay her in my backseat and bury my face between her legs. It had been too long for me, but Janie woke me up, and now I wanted it all.
Every single thing.
I slid my fingers along her bare thigh and she gasped. “Breck.”
I loved the way she said my name. She made the one syllable sound like a prayer. I couldn’t wait to hear her scream it as I pounded into her. Soon. Very soon.
I cupped her bare sex with my large hand. It was sexy as hell that she had nothing there. She was so wet she was dripping as I resumed what I started back on the beach.
“Breck,” she repeated, her eyes fluttering closed. She lifted her leg so her foot rested in the Jeep. “Take me inside or do me right here. I need you.”
I need you. The words reverberated around my head and settled somewhere in my chest that I didn’t want to think about.
I withdrew my fingers from her again, needing to take her inside and show her just how good I could make it for her. Her eyes blinked open, and she smiled.
I lifted my fingers and sucked them inside my mouth, groaning as I tasted her sweetness. She would be the death of me. I knew it.
Her eyes widened. “Do you like?”
“I more than like. Let’s go inside now before I give my whole neighborhood a show and end up on the evening news.”
She laughed, throwing that sexy raven hair back behind her shoulder. She’d taken It out of the bun on the way home, and her beach-tousled appearance just added to her sex appeal.
We walked hand in hand to the front door. “I’m going to say sorry now.”
Janie furrowed her brow. “Why?”
“Because once I shut the door, I won’t have any restraint.” What she didn’t know was how many weeks I’d thought about this moment right here. I’d played it all out in my mind, and now that it would be a reality, I couldn’t wait. While I was normally a slow, deliberate lover, my resolve snapped the second I touched her skin and heard her soft moans. I needed her in a way I’d never needed a woman before. She brought out a side of me I never knew existed.
I would be an all new Brecken Kingsley tonight.
A look I couldn’t quite decipher crossed Janie’s face, and she stepped closer to me. “I don’t need your restraint.”
I shoved the door open and pulled her inside, slamming it closed so forcefully it made the windows rattle.
The second we were alone, I lifted the dress that kept her gorgeous body hidden from me and flung it over my shoulder. She stood there in just her bathing suit top, her lips swollen and her cheeks flushed.
Janie reached up and untied the string around her neck. I watched, transfixed, as the top fell to her waist. She untied the string behind her and it fell all the way to the floor.
“Your turn,” she said.
When I didn’t move, she stepped closer to me and untied my shorts, forcing them to the floor. I stepped out of them without breaking my gaze from her phenomenal body.
“Shirt,” she said, and I gladly obliged.
“Get on the couch. I’ll be right back.”
Janie turned and walked to the couch, peering back at me. “Don’t be long.”
I ran down the hallway to grab my newly purchased condoms. I breathed a sigh of relief as I found them immediately, and I ran back to the living room. Janie lay on her side, her elbow propping her head up as she watched me come back into the room. My eyes traveled her body until I saw her hand working between her legs.
“Janie.” My voice came out in little more than a whisper. I was so out of my element with this woman, but I refused to act like it.
“I missed you. Why don’t you show me how much you missed me?” She peered down at my jutting manhood. She wanted me to…
I couldn’t stop staring as her hand continued stroking the same soft flesh I’d touched twice in the last hour.
“Show me, Breck.”
I reached down and took hold of my throbbing cock, hissing a breath between my teeth as I made contact. Janie smiled.
“That’s right. How does that feel?”
I’d never done this in front of a woman before, but there was something about being here, like this with Janie, that made me braver than I might normally be. And since I was an all-new Breck tonight, I wanted to do it.
“Not as good as being inside you will.” The words that came easily out of my mouth made me embarrassed, but once I saw the expression on her face, I knew it was effective. She liked my dirty talk. I could do this.
“That’s right. Come and show me just how good that will be.”
I dropped the pile of condoms onto the coffee table and started to unwrap one.
“Let me,” Janie said. She sat up and took it from my fingers. I watched as she removed it from the package and then lifted her eyes to mine. I steeled myself for her touch, but no matter how much I tried to prepare myself, the second she touched me, I felt like a fifteen-year-old boy.
I bit my lip so hard I swore I would draw blood to try to keep control of the way I felt right now, seeing Janie naked and waiting. For me.
It didn’t matter that I’d paid her to be with me at the beach today. This was her choice. She wanted to come here with me. She wanted me to touch her. Me. The nagging thought that she may wish it was Porter tried to resurface, but I pushed it back where it belonged. She hadn’t sought out Porter. She lay on my couch touching herself, preparing for me to rock her world.
Me.
“Lie back on the couch.”
I knew I sounded way more forward than I was, but she complied immediately. I knelt between her spread legs, not knowing where I wanted to drink in the sight of her first. My eyes raked from her sexy, toned legs north, stopping again to appreciate her amazing pussy before scanning her trim waist and supple breasts.
The breasts I wanted in my mouth, right fucking now.
I knelt over her and cupped one full one in my hand, sucking the nipple into my mouth. She gripped my short hair as I continued sucking and biting, kneading her other breast with my hand. I wished I had another hand so I could put it between her legs again, but she practically rode my knee, which was hot as hell.
“Breck.” Every time she said my name I wanted to shoot my load. Hell, I wanted to anyway from the second I saw her in that bathing suit. “Please.”
“Please what, baby?” I stopped my assault on her nipples for long enough to glance at her face. The term of endearment fell from my lips like it was natural, but it didn’t seem to bother her.
“Now.” Janie reached between us and palmed my aching cock. “I can’t wait one more second.”
I leaned back, allowing my hands to stroke down her beautiful body. I gripped her hips and pulled her closer to what she wanted, what she so eloquently asked me for. I put my tip at her entrance and steeled myself for how amazing it would feel to be inside her.
She lifted her heels and pushed my ass forward, sending my cock directly inside her waiting heat.
We both gasped as I filled her, and I had to shut my eyes and force deep breaths in and out of my lungs to keep myself from losing it already. Not only had it been a long time, but being inside Janie was beyond anything I could’ve imagined.
“Yes,” she whispered, crossing her legs behind me again. “More. Deeper.”
I couldn’t deny her or myself. I leaned forward and pushed into her, caging my arms around her on the couch. Janie ran her hands down my bare chest and around to my ass. Her eyes fluttered closed as she arched her perfect breasts toward my face.
Shit. This woman would be the death of me. “Fucking hell, Janie.”
An expression I didn’t understand crossed her face, but it disappeared as her mouth formed an O, and she began scratching her nails down the muscles in my back. “Right there, Breck. Just like that.”
I leaned back slightly and lifted her leg up so I could get deeper. I pulled most of the way out, and her dark pools of desire opened, watching me.
“You like this?” I didn’t recognize the rasp in my own voice. She nodded. “Oh no, that’s not good enough.” I pulled all the way out, my dick practically weeping at the loss of her warmth. “Do you like this?” I used my thumb to rub her clit, and she bucked at my touch.
“Fuck yes, Breck. Put it back in. Make me come right now. I need it. You’ve been torturing me for too long.”
I grinned, loving the way she responded to my words and the way my body strummed hers. But despite wanting nothing more than to bury myself back inside her until we both came harder than we ever had in our lives, I wasn’t done.
Not by a long shot.
This woman did something to me I couldn’t understand. She brought out the animal in me, the one that would never get enough. The one that said exactly what he thought without reservation. I liked the version of me I was with her.
I scooted down until my knees hit the floor next to the couch. Janie sat up on her elbows, her brow furrowed and a small frown shadowed her face. Her chest heaved, making her ample breasts distract me.
“When you scream my name this time,” I began, dipping my head to her bare folds, “it’s going to be so loud my neighbors will hear you.” I ran my tongue along her sex, the smell of her making my head dizzy with need. When I closed around her bundle of nerves, she screamed, arching her back so high I thought she might roll right off the couch.
I used an arm to hold her hips down as I continued sucking and licking her. She was so close again, I could feel her quiver under my mouth.
Soft curses and murmurs fell from her lips as I continued my oral assault on her. Janie gripped my head and began gyrating her hips to the rhythm of my tongue.
Just like when we were in the car, I knew she was close to tipping over the edge, so I started backing down. This time, though, she wouldn’t have any of it. She held my head and began begging, the word please coming from her over and over.
I wanted to hold her off and pound into her, but I couldn’t take her pleading with me one more second, so instead, I added two fingers and curled them just right until she fell apart underneath me, her body quivering for what seemed like minutes, and my name reverberated off the walls of my house.
I kissed my way up her body until I reached her mouth. “You taste so fucking sweet, baby.” I plunged my tongue into her mouth. “Can you taste that?”
“Hmm,” she responded.
I pulled back and smiled at her. “You didn’t scream my name loud enough. You know what that means?”
Janie blinked like she struggled to understand English. “What’s that?” she finally asked.
I put my tip back at her entrance and pushed inside her in one stroke until I filled her completely. She gasped, and I began moving. “That means I’ve got to give you a few more, back to back, so you never forget my name.”
I wasn’t stopping this time until I hit the finale, and as worked up as we both were, it wouldn’t be long. She scratched her nails down my back again, and I took great pleasure in thinking there would more than likely be marks left behind. Tonight was a night of many firsts for me. Firsts I hoped to repeat over, and over, and over again.
“So fucking tight,” I muttered. “Heaven, right here.” I tweaked a nipple with one hand while I used the other to hold myself up over her.
Janie moaned. “Yes. Do that again.”
Jesus, this woman was ravenous, and I loved it. I took the same nipple in my mouth and bit down while simultaneously pounding into her as hard as I could without hurting her. Just like that, her body quivered under mine. I was about to set her off again, and it made me want to pound my chest like a caveman.
“Give it to me, Janie. Right now.” I was so turned on it took every ounce of restraint I had to even utter the words. But I wanted her orgasms. I wanted her. Over, and over, and over again.
Janie grabbed my face and pulled me to her. She fucked me with her tongue as I pushed into her one more time, sending both of us right off the cliff. I pumped into her, the orgasm seemingly going on forever as she clamped down on me.
As our bodies slowed down, Janie slowed the kiss and pulled back until we moved only slightly and our gazes locked. Something passed between us, but I wasn’t sure if it was lust after having the best sex of my life, or something more.
I didn’t know how to tell the difference.
I never wanted to pull myself from inside her, because I was afraid this connection would be broken, but I also planned on doing this multiple times tonight, so I forced myself to ease out of her to dispose of the condom.
Janie sat up and tousled her hair. I loved how confident she was in her body. She didn’t immediately go for her clothes or search for a blanket. She knew she had a killer physique. She smirked at me, not being shy about staring at me like I was her next meal.
I would gladly be all her meals.
She stood and brushed her breasts against me. “That was amazing, Breck.”
I laughed, my fingers reaching for her breast again. “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done.”
She grinned.
My hand slid down her naked back and cupped her ass. “Right after I dispose of this, we’re going to do that again, and again, and again until every time you move tomorrow you feel me.”
Janie’s eyes widened. “I can’t think of anything I would’ve rather heard come out of your mouth.”
It was official. I died and went to heaven with a beautiful woman named Janie.
9
Raven
I swore he fucked my brain
right out of my head, because I couldn’t believe who I became while he was inside me. But once I saw the expression on his face, I knew he didn’t think I was some sort of whack job.
This wasn’t what I did, especially not with someone I just met today. However, my brain cells left the first time he touched me and went on permanent hiatus after the second orgasm. It didn’t seem like I just met him today. I had some weird connection to him, and I didn’t think it had to do with Porter.
My legs shook as I walked into the kitchen, still naked. After what we just did together, it didn’t bother me not to have on clothes, and I tried not to think too much about why I was so comfortable in my own skin. Plus, I wanted more of what we started, and it seemed like he did, too. Breck went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom, and I went in search of some water before round two commenced. Or maybe it was round three. I didn’t know if the foreplay in the Jeep counted or not.
My mouth watered at the memory of the things he did to me, and I touched my swollen sex, still mourning the loss of him. Between his fingers, his mouth, and that amazing cock, I wasn’t sure I would ever be the same again.
I wondered what he wanted from me. He made it clear he wanted me all night, but he hadn’t made it clear if this was just sex. I mean, I knew I had no business making it more than that, but shit, I wanted to see him again. And not when he paid me money to be his date, either. I wished I could afford to tell him not to pay me for the beach party today, but I couldn’t. As it was, the money from him and the jobs I had lined up later this week would put me so much closer to being ready for Chrissy.
I couldn’t put myself backward.
Despite how much I wanted to forget he was ever a client or that I did this for a living.
The doubt crept in, and I cringed. He would never want anything like that with me, not after he got over his sex-induced high. He would realize I was nothing more than a prostitute. It wouldn’t matter that he was the first one I slept with, because he’d hired me to do a job today, and at the first touch of his fingers, I caved. I became a wanton woman, talking dirty and touching myself in front of a complete stranger.
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