Affinity: A Salvation Society Novel

by Harlow Layne

  I liked the sound of that.

  Dipping his head, Jenner kept his eyes on me as his fingers slowly pumped in and out of me while his tongue did the most amazing things against my bud. Chills and fire raced up and down my spine as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. With one nip, I hurtled forward. My vision went black as he slowed down his movements, and I rode out my orgasm on his expert fingers. Once he brought me back down, he kissed the inside of my thigh and stood.

  With deft fingers, he undid the button on his jeans and slowly slid them along with his underwear down his long and toned legs. My eyes never left his thick cock that seemed to have a locating device on it. It was pointed straight at me and was weeping with pre-cum.

  Moving to the nightstand, Jenner pulled out a box of condoms he must have gotten from Costco because they didn’t sell that size at any regular store. He opened it with a flourish, pulling out a long line of condoms before he ripped off one and opened it with his mouth.

  “You keep watching me like that, and I won’t be held responsible for fucking you without protection,” he growled, rolling the condom on.

  After three orgasms, I was spent, but the moment he moved between my spread legs, I was desperate for him. I’d never wanted a man as much as I wanted Jenner in that moment.

  Lifting my legs, he put them on his shoulders one at a time while he stroked himself with his other hand. “Fuck, I can’t wait to slam into that tight pussy of yours.”

  “What are you waiting for? Show me what you’ve got, big boy.” I loved taunting him. It wasn’t normally in my nature, but there was something about him that brought it out in me. He brought out my playful side that I didn’t know was there.

  “Keep your legs up unless I tell you to put them down,” he commanded. One arm wrapped around my legs, holding them against his chest. He watched in what looked like awe as he ran the crown of his cock up and down my slick folds. When I was about to protest, he lined up at my center and slammed inside of me, causing all the air in my lungs to rush out. He only gave me a moment to adjust to his size before he started to move.

  “You feel better than I imagined,” he grunted as he continued to slam into me with a pounding force. If he hadn’t been holding onto my legs, I surely would have scooted off the bed. With each plunge of his length, I could feel him getting thicker as he started to pulse inside of me.

  Letting one leg slip off his shoulder, he guided my foot down to the bed, spreading my leg as wide as it would go. He skated his hand up my leg and caressed my inner thigh as he continued to move up. Running his thumb along my now sensitive lips, he coated it with my juices before he made contact with my clit. With one slow circle with his digit, I was flying once again. With each clench of my core around his shaft, his face screwed up, and he let out a low grunt as he pressed his thumb down and made slow circles. Sweat started to form on his forehead as he slowed his pace and drove in deep and fast. He stilled for a moment, swiveled his hips, and pulled out slowly. He did this three times before he stilled inside of me and shot his load.

  I laid there in a dream-like state. Everything seemed shinier and more in focus even as my limbs failed to move. I had been truly and properly fucked. How had I forgotten our wedding night if it was anything like that?

  Leaning down, he placed both his hands on either side of my head. He dipped down until his lips met mine. Unlike the sex before, which had been rough and fast, this kiss was soft and slow. Both were perfect as I gave myself over to him.

  With one final slip of the tongue, he stood. “Let me go take care of this. You better not move a muscle until I get back.”

  From my position on the bed with my legs hanging over the sides, I watched Jenner move around the bathroom. As he came back in and caught sight of me, he shot me a smile I’d never seen before on any magazine cover or movie he’d ever been in. This one was just for me.

  As he moved toward me, his dick started to thicken and rise with each step he took toward the bed. Jenner lived up to his promise. For the rest of the night, he had me in every position imaginable. I thought he’d need longer downtime, but he proved to me that he could literally go all night. We fell asleep in a tangle of sweaty limbs. I was sated and fucked to within an inch of my life, and I knew I’d want to do it all over again the next day.

  Chapter Twenty

  Jenner

  Abbi shifted off me to turn off her alarm. Before she could leave my bed, I pulled her to me again and nuzzled my face into her hair. I loved how she smelled of apples and cinnamon all the time. She was my own personal apple pie.

  “Stay,” I ordered hoarsely.

  She giggled and slipped one leg between mine. “As much as I love sleeping in your bed, it’s high time I finally go to work.”

  Abbi had been in my bed since the night I brought her here and laid her out. I never thought I’d share a bed with another woman again, and now I never wanted her to leave. We’d spent the last few days wrapped in each other's bodies. Driving each other wild with our mouths and hands until we couldn't take it any longer and had to have more. Those four days had been the most fantastic sex of my life, and I felt deep in my gut if she left my bed, something would change. A shift was coming.

  But I had to let her go. This was her dream job, and since meeting me, Abbi had to postpone going to the office. She was ready to live the other part of her life, and I had to let her.

  “What time are you planning to leave?”

  “I wasn’t sure how long it would take to get there, so I was thinking seven-thirty?”

  “Let me get ready, and I’ll take you. I don’t want to think about you trying to drive with those vultures blocking your every move.”

  “You don’t have to do that. I can always call an Uber.” Her toes skimmed up and down my calf as she spoke.

  “I’ve got nothing to do for the foreseeable future, and I’d hate for something bad to happen to you.” My only job was to wait and see if I got the call for the Hans Schroeber movie, which was a call that might never come.

  Pulling herself out of my hold, Abbi sat on the side of the bed. Looking over her shoulder at me, she asked. “Do you want to take a shower with me? Maybe wash my back.”

  Those were the exact right words to get me out of bed at six-thirty in the morning, or anytime for that matter.

  I trailed after her, right into the shower. Wrapping one arm around her waist, I pulled her flush against me until my dick was nestled between her ass cheeks. Leaning forward, I turned on the water and walked us into the spray.

  “This shower is amazing. I love how big it is and how it feels like we’re right outside. This wouldn’t have been possible in the place I shared with Sophie.” She rubbed her ass up and down my erection. Slipping her hand around to cup my balls, I nearly buckled.

  “I’m loving this shower more with every passing second.” My hand moved between her legs, and I slid two fingers deep inside of her. “This is the best idea you’ve ever had.” Pulling her leg up, I set her foot down on the step to open her up wider.

  It was only then I realized I didn’t have a condom in here and couldn’t fuck her before she left to go to work. Slowly I started to kiss down her spine until I got down on my knees behind her.

  “What are you . . . ”

  She stopped as I pushed her forward until her hands were on the wall. With my hands, I opened her pussy lips and licked through her folds.

  “You taste so fucking good. Just like apple pie,” I moaned against her center. Inserting my tongue into her cunt, I fucked her with my tongue.

  My dick ached painfully, but with both my hands otherwise occupied, I tried to concentrate on finishing Abbi off at least twice before we had to get washed up.

  “I’m so close. Keep doing that,” she moaned as she arched her back even more.

  Her moans were driving me wild. Speeding up my pace, I pinched her clit when I felt her walls start to pulse against my tongue and let her juices wash over me. I could have eaten her all day if
she let me. When her legs started to buckle, I caught her and sat her sideways on my knee.

  “How are you so good at that?” she panted into my neck.

  That seemed to be a rhetorical question. There was no way I was going to answer that because I would surely say the wrong thing, and then she’d head off to work pissed at me.

  Rubbing my hand up and down her back, I licked along her collarbone. “Are you ready to go again?”

  “Your stamina amazes me, but no, I am not ready to go again. I need to be able to walk when I get to work. Why don’t you let me repay the favor?” Her nose grazed the underside of my jaw and traced down my neck.

  “How about we get you cleaned up, and then you can take care of me?” I wasn’t sure why I offered to wait. I knew she could feel my dick wedged between us.

  Pulling back to look at me, she gave me a lazy smile. One that told me I’d sated her well. Not that there was any question after she came all over my face only moments before. “Hey, are you going to be okay today?”

  I gave her a small smile as it was all I could muster up. “Yeah, I’m going to hit the trail later, and do some other things.” What other things, I had no clue. I didn’t know what I’d do without Abbi here. I’d become accustomed to her being here over the last week. I was used to working, and if I wasn’t working or sleeping to recover from my schedule, I was out looking for a woman to find a release with. Since that was out of the question, all I could do was sit around and twiddle my thumbs while I waited for a script to fall into my lap. And for a script to magically fall from the sky, I needed to find a manager. Working on Alpha Blue, I hadn’t been looking for one, but now I needed one. Was it weird that I wished Abbi could be my manager, even though she had zero experience? Yeah, it was fucking weird, but I loved spending time with her and in her. “I might call up Luke’s manager and see if she can meet with me this week.”

  “That’s a good idea. And you should post about your day on your Instagram stories. Let people see the real you.”

  “I’m not big on social media,” I grumbled. In fact, I hated it. I was never on, but maybe today I’d stalk her and look into her past. That could be fun or horrible, depending on what she posted. If I saw any pictures of her and her ex-boyfriend, I’d surely go off the deep end.

  “Well,” she leaned in for a kiss only to pull away quickly, “they sure love you.”

  And they hated me.

  “Are you going to follow me?”

  “I already do. I have an alert set up, so whenever your name is mentioned, I get an email.” Standing from my lap, she grabbed her loofah, getting it all nice and soapy.

  “Do you get a lot of emails about me?” I asked as I took her hot pink loofah from her and started to clean her breasts.

  “I do. You get more than the clients Catherine assigned to me, but I don’t mind since I have a personal stake in how the population sees you.” She squirted some soap on her hands and started to let her hands roam over my arms and torso.

  “Do you have one for yourself?” I asked as I moved the loofah down her tight stomach and to the apex of her thighs.

  “No,” she scrunched her brows. “Why would I have one on me?”

  “I’m sure you’ll be mentioned just as much as me.”

  “But it will be in correlation to you so you’ll also be mentioned making one for me pointless. I only need the one on you.” Abbi tapped my nose with her finger as she shook her head. I wasn’t sure she understood that the public was going to want to know everything about her, and the media would make up lies just to create drama. “Now hurry up and wash my back, so I’ll have time to suck your cock before I have to go.”

  She didn’t need to tell me twice. I washed her hastily, and all the while, Abbi giggled as she tried to wash every inch of me as well. It was like a game of beat the clock, and we were both out to win.

  In no time at all, I was wiping Abbi down with a plush towel from the warming rack, and paying special attention to a few choice areas.

  After wrapping the towel around her, Abbi’s eyes lit up. “Okay, my turn.” With her hands on my chest, she pushed me into the bedroom. The backs of my legs hit the bed, and when she pushed again, I let myself fall. Kneeling on the ground, Abbi licked from the outside of my knee up to where my leg joined my hip. I wanted her to take a left and wrap her mouth around my weeping cock. Instead, she moved to my other leg and licked up until she met the lines of my ‘V.’ “I don’t want to miss a drop.” Flattening her tongue, she traced every inch of skin on my arms and torso, even my neck.

  I’d never had a woman lick almost every square inch of my body before. It was erotic, but also maddening. Maybe she was paying me back for all the times I had to taste her everywhere but where she wanted me. Finally, she started to move down my body. My hips jutted up on their own accord. I couldn’t control my body now that she’d driven me wild with want. She let her wet hair glide down my body, cooling my overheated skin. Swirling her tongue around my belly button, she looked up my torso from behind her long eyelashes. God, she was so beautiful. Keeping her eyes trained on me, she wrapped one hand around my shaft and started to stroke. Her hands were so soft. It turned me on even more that she couldn’t manage to wrap her hand around my girth. Leaning down, she licked and sucked on the tip while pumping my cock.

  In one swift move, she deep throated me, and as she bobbed back up, she licked her tongue up the underside of my length. I loved watching my shaft disappear in and out of her holes, but damn did I love watching her pretty pink lips turn red and swollen from sucking my cock.

  “Fuck, baby girl. Your mouth feels so good. I can’t wait to cum down your throat and watch it dribble out of your mouth.” Fisting her hair, I fucked her mouth. Every time my cock hit the back of her throat, I let out a growl. She was mine and no one else's. I watched as stream after stream of my semen filled her mouth, and Abbi took it all like a pro, not letting one drop slip from her puffy lips.

  Holding out my hand, I helped Abbi rise from the floor. “Have I told you how beautiful you are when you have my dick in your mouth?”

  “I don’t think so,” she answered as she started to walk out of my room. “Is that the only time you find me attractive?” She slipped out of the room, leaving me with a wink.

  I stood in my closet, which was far from full. Maybe I should have Abbi move her clothes into my closet. That way, she wouldn’t have to leave to get dressed in the morning. I decided right then and there that I would come home and move all of her things into my bathroom and closet while she was gone for the day.

  I’d show Abbi I could commit.

  Surprisingly, I found Abbi waiting for me when I came out of my bedroom. She was in the kitchen wearing the most sinfully tight skirt on the planet. It showcased her ass perfectly, making me want to take her against the kitchen counter, and then demand she change so no one else could see her in it. I didn’t do either of those things, though, because I wasn’t the Neanderthal she thought I was. I could control certain impulses when I needed to. Instead, I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed up the column of her neck. I smoothed my tongue on the spot right behind her ear, knowing now that it drove her wild.

  She tilted her head to the side, giving me better access as she continued to make scrambled eggs. “You’re insatiable. What am I going to do with you?” She giggled and scrunched up her shoulders as the scruff from my chin tickled her delicate skin.

  “Stay home with me and let me have my wicked way with you,” I murmured against her skin.

  “Okay,” she pulled away, her brows drawn. “That’s enough. I hate to break it to you, but I’m going to work. I want to go to work. This is what I’ve been working toward for the last four years, and it means something to me that I got a job at one of the top firms in LA.”

  Holding my hands up in surrender, I backed up until my ass hit the island. “You’re right, and I’m sorry. I guess I was just hoping I was more enticing than your job, but I understand why it’s important t
o you.”

  Her face softened as she peeked over her shoulder. “Thank you. I promise, once I get home, you can dazzle me with your charms. But for now, could you get the bacon out of the microwave? We don’t have a lot of time before we need to leave.”

  “You didn’t need to make breakfast, you know. We could have picked something up on the way,” I said to her as I took out the plate from the microwave, not realizing how hot it was. “Fuck,” I shouted as I nearly dropped it on the floor.

  “Oh my gosh, I didn’t even think to tell you to grab a potholder or a towel.” She ran to me as I sat the offending plate down on the first available surface. Grabbing my hand, she pulled me to the sink before she turned the faucet on and stuck my hand under the cool water. “Better?”

  “Better,” I grumbled. I felt like a bumbling fool for getting burned.

  Abbi pulled my hand from the water and dried it like my hand was made of rice paper. Raising it up to her mouth, she placed a soft kiss on my palm. “All better.”

  Keeping my hand in hers, she led me around to the table where she already had a cup of orange juice waiting for the two of us. “Again, you didn’t need to do this.” We could have had more time in bed if she didn’t feel the need to feed me.

  “I know, but I like cooking. It settles me, and if you want to know the truth, I’m a little nervous about going to work today.” She set the plate of bacon down and then the eggs. “What if I don’t do a good job?”

  “Has Catherine mentioned anything about you not living up to her expectations?” I asked as I placed half the bacon on my plate and a giant spoonful of the eggs.

  “No, but there hasn’t been much going on. It’s not hard to monitor the few people she gave me on social media. I have everyone set up on alerts, and it’s all been quiet.”

  Reaching over, I squeezed her hand. “You’ll do great, don’t worry about it.” I placed a forkful of eggs in my mouth and moaned. Damn, she could cook. How did she make eggs taste like heaven? “These are the best eggs I’ve ever eaten, and I’ve had them from all around the world.”