Freeing Asia

by Abel, E. M.

  He slowly sat up and I could see his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed, and then he gave me his incredibly sexy smile, exposing his beautiful dimples. I grinned back at him, releasing the grip I had on my lower lip. Reaching out, he grabbed my hips, and I took in a sharp breath as I felt his rough, strong hands on my soft skin.

  I could feel myself growing wet in anticipation. I wanted to feel his body against mine. I couldn’t wait to see what he looked like under that suit. I needed to make him understand just how much I wanted him—not his money. Just him. He slowly pulled me toward him until I could feel his warm breath on my stomach.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed against my skin.

  I reached down and began unbuttoning his shirt, uncovering the script tattoo across his collarbone—Carpe Diem.

  Seize the day.

  As my hands moved to the next button, Jay grabbed them, making me look at him.

  “Are you sure?” he murmured, searching my eyes.

  “I’m sure.”

  He let me slowly pull my hands from his, and I continued to unbutton his shirt, exposing his well-defined six-pack. I untucked his shirt from his pants and pushed it off of his broad shoulders, watching as his muscles moved under his tan skin. He let go of my hips to take off his gold cuff links, and then he took off his shirt and dropped the cufflinks to the floor.

  He stood up, forcing me to take a step back. He leaned down and wrapped his bare arms around my waist, lifting my feet off the ground just like he had done before. I grabbed the sides of his face and moved in to kiss him.

  When our lips met, it felt like a shock of electricity shot through my body, awakening every nerve. As our tongues slowly moved into each other’s mouths, my hunger for him grew stronger, making me moan as my body responded.

  While still kissing me, Jay softly set me back on the floor as he moved his hands over the curves of my bottom. Grabbing my thighs, he lifted me up again and wrapped my legs around his waist, causing me to gasp against his mouth. His hands took control of me, and I loved it. I tightened my arms around his neck as he carried me effortlessly toward a room behind the couch.

  When we entered what I assumed was his bedroom, his kisses became more desperate and urgent as he turned and pressed my back up against the wall. Using his body to hold me up, he unwrapped my arms from around his neck and slowly pulled them behind my back, urging me to arch into him. He took both of my wrists in one hand, keeping me restrained, as he quickly pulled away from my mouth, leaving me breathless and panting.

  Feeling him dominate my body and seeing him let down his guard at the same time made me feel incredible. It was like he had an animalistic urge to make me his.

  He started to kiss down my neck toward my breasts. My breathing increased as my nipples hardened against my bra, begging to be touched. He tilted his head toward one of my nipples, licking it through the lace, making it grow harder.

  I arched my back more, leaning my head against the wall, as a moan escaped my lips. I was grinding my hips against Jay’s as he continued his slow teasing of my breasts while he kept my arms behind me. I needed to feel him inside me.

  Gripping my sides, he turned around and threw me down onto his soft king-size bed. Pressing his body on top of me, he began kissing my neck and chest before moving down to kiss my stomach. Each time his mouth touched me, it ignited a fire through my veins.

  Breathing hard, I put my hands on his shoulders, feeling his muscles move as he continued to lick and kiss his way down my stomach. He gracefully slid off my panties, and as Jay’s mouth made its way between my legs, I started to feel nervous. My whole body tensed under him as he spread my legs open with his strong hands.

  “Relax, beautiful,” he whispered. Leaning in, his tongue slowly grazed my clit.

  I gasped and moaned as his mouth made its way down to my opening and then back up. I could feel my body submitting to him just as the tension began building inside me. I was about to explode after years of frustration.

  His tongue circled my clit as he slipped two fingers into me, making me lose all control. My body pulsated and tightened around his fingers, greedy for more, as he continued his slow, steady rhythm. Before I knew it, I was already coming, my hips thrusting against his hand, as I moaned his name between breaths. Jay lifted himself up, licking his lips, as he watched me squirm beneath him.

  “Take off your bra,” he commanded as he started to unbutton his pants.

  I did as he requested, and when I fell back onto the pillows, I watched as Jay pushed off his pants and underwear in one easy movement.

  He was flawless.

  After slipping on a condom, Jay made his way on top of me. As he looked down into my eyes, the deep pools of blue had me drowning in them. His sense of urgency was gone, and it was now replaced with slow, deliberate movements. His eyes studied mine as he moved his hips and began to enter me. I took in a steady deep breath as I closed my eyes and let him fill me.

  It was exactly like I’d imagined it would be—incredible.

  Jay was lying on top of me, pressing our sweaty bodies together, as our rapid breathing was causing our chests to move against each other. My entire body was tingling. He was still inside me as he kissed me hard, causing my insides to tighten again. Slowly, he pulled out of me, groaning as we separated, and then he rolled onto his back.

  I was in Jay’s bed with my arms above my head, panting, and I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face. Man, that was good. As I turned to look at Jay, I found his dark blue eyes studying my face, and he looked so happy and at ease.

  His body far exceeded all of my expectations. Every muscle was toned, his ass was firm and amazing, and his dick…well, that was just perfect.

  As I was admiring the man lying next to me, Jay moved onto his side and ran his fingers through my now messy hair.

  “Stay with me.”

  His piercing gaze now had a softness around it that wasn’t there before. I wanted to tell him that I’d never leave, that I would stay with him forever if he wanted.

  “I have to work tomorrow.”

  “I’ll take you home in the morning, so you can get ready, and then I’ll drive you to work. There’s no way I’m letting you out of this bed tonight.”

  Jay leaned toward me and lightly kissed my lips, letting out a soft hum.

  “I wish we could just stay in bed forever,” he whispered against my lips, sending vibrations all the way down to my core.

  I already wanted him inside me again, and from the growing pressure I felt on my hip, I could tell he wanted the same.

  Without another word, Jay turned me on my side, so my back was against his chest. He cupped my breast in his hand and caressed it until my nipple hardened between his fingers, his touch igniting my already sensitive skin.

  Jay put on a condom and slowly slid inside me, stretching and filling me again. My whole body shivered as he rhythmically moved in and out, all the while rubbing my breasts and licking and nipping at my shoulder. I could feel my insides tighten as my body prepared to climax.

  “I feel you, baby,” Jay whispered into my ear as his hand moved to my clitoris.

  He started to move faster as he pushed deeper into me. Within seconds, I was coming again.

  The next morning, I was woken up at seven by Jay’s alarm. When I sat up, I wiped my eyes, trying to find the source of the beeping. Then, I remembered where I was. I was naked and alone in Jay’s big bed.

  Holding up his sheets over my body, I reached across to his nightstand to turn off his alarm, and that was when I noticed the smell of bacon coming from the kitchen.

  I went into his huge bathroom, and after straightening out my hair the best I could, I used the new toothbrush Jay had left for me on the counter. I noticed he’d also put out a fresh towel, so I decided to take a quick shower before looking for him.

  I stood under the hot stream of water, deep in thought. I finally did it. I had sex again. It wasn’t the same as it was with Marcus, but at lea
st with Jay, I didn’t wake up with regret. I had to move on sometime, and Jay seemed like the perfect guy to do that with.

  He had let me in the night before when he’d told me how he was feeling. It might have seemed insignificant to anyone else, but to me, it was huge. Marcus had never opened up. He’d never let me in, and I’d ended up feeling hurt. It felt good to know things would be different with Jay, but deep down, I also knew my feelings for Jay would never be the same as they were for Marcus.

  Marcus had been my first. He’d known the real me, and there had been something between us that I could never explain. Even when I’d tried to I just couldn’t ever get it right. I could never find the words to describe the intensity or the spark between us. I had a feeling that what I had with Marcus was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. I’d had my time, and now, it was gone, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have something else. It didn’t mean I couldn’t still be happy.

  After drying off, I wrapped myself in a thick white robe that I found hanging in the bathroom. It was soft and warm and smelled just like Jay. I hugged it against my skin as I started thinking about how good it felt to finally give myself to him. I stared at myself in the full-length mirror behind the bathroom door, and I looked happy. My skin seemed to be glowing, and I couldn’t stop smiling.

  Jay’s words from the previous night echoed in my head. You deserve to be happy, and I want to make you happy. I’m just not sure if I can.

  There was no doubt in my mind that Jay could make me happy. I had been happy ever since the first night we met. As I studied the reflection of my eyes through the mirror, a question struck me. But can you make him happy? I didn’t know if I could, but the one thing I did know was that I wanted to.

  I didn’t know why I felt so strongly for this man. It was more than his looks, and it was definitely more than his money. It was him. He made me feel different and sexy, and I wanted to be the one to help him be happy..

  The night before, I felt like I’d seen a part of him that he didn’t usually show people, and I was determined to see him that way again. I had an overwhelming need to please him and make him realize he could be himself with me.

  As I straightened up my hair, I suddenly wished I had brought some makeup, so Jay wouldn’t see me without it. I wasn’t sure why, but I still didn’t feel comfortable showing him the real me yet. I was afraid it would shock him to know my usual attire included torn jeans and T-shirts. I wasn’t a confident, sophisticated woman, and I was definitely not the typical girlfriend for a soon-to-be CEO.

  When I walked out of Jay’s bedroom, I saw him setting down two plates on the table in his kitchen. He was already dressed for work in black pants with a white button-up shirt and yellow tie. When he caught a glimpse of me crossing his marble floors, he watched me with a grin playing on his lips.

  “You look good in my robe.” He walked toward me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “I made some breakfast. I hope you’re hungry.”

  “It smells delicious. I’m starving.”

  Sliding into the booth in the corner of Jay’s kitchen, I glanced around his apartment and noticed that my clothes were still in a pile on the floor. I could feel myself blush again as I remembered how I had stripped in front of Jay. I had never done anything like that before, and I was surprised at how brazen I had acted in front of him. Hopefully, he wouldn’t think that I was promiscuous or that it was something I did all the time.

  I eyed my food, biting my lip, as I tried to figure out a way to bring up the subject, but then Jay interrupted my thoughts.

  “Something is going on up there again.” He glanced at my forehead before looking back down into my eyes.

  I laughed. He always seemed to know when something was bothering me. I was flattered that he noticed and cared enough to ask.

  “I just want you to know that I don’t do things like this very often. Actually, I’ve only slept with one other person in my life, and that was years ago.”

  Jay took my hand in his and lightly kissed my knuckles. “So, you’re not such a bad girl after all, huh?” he teased as he winked at me.

  “Well, I can be bad when I want to,” I admitted, smiling back. As I took a bite of my eggs, I saw my roses sitting in a vase on his dining room table. “I thought those were mine.” I lifted my chin toward them.

  “They are. I’m just holding them hostage,” he said, giving me his devilish smile.

  I smirked back as I felt the butterflies again.

  After we finished our breakfast, I picked up my clothes off the floor and walked back to Jay’s room to put them on. He followed me and wrapped his arms around my waist as I faced his bed.

  “Here, let me help you with that,” he said, his voice low, his lips brushing against my ear.

  He reached for the belt of the robe, untying it. His hands moved up to my shoulders as he gently slid the robe off my naked body. As it fell to the floor, I could feel my heart beat faster, and I had to fight the urge to cover myself with my hands.

  “God you’re gorgeous.” Jay leaned down and lightly kissed my shoulder, sending a tingle through my body. “I wish we didn’t have to go to work, so I could show you just how bad I want you right now.”

  I smiled and slowly turned around to face him. Jay was looking down at me, his eyes smoldering, as he licked his lips. It took everything I had not to attack his body, so I could let him know just how much I wanted him, too. Without touching him, I lifted myself up on my toes and softly kissed his wet lips.

  “It’ll be hard to concentrate on anything today. I hope you don’t get me fired,” I said with a smile as I peered up at him.

  He returned the gesture, displaying his dimples. Turning around to get my clothes, I put on everything, except my panties. While I did this, Jay moved back toward the door. He was leaning against the wall, watching me. When I was done dressing, I walked over to him and slipped my red thong into his pants pocket.

  “Something to remember me by,” I whispered.

  Before I could go to grab my purse, Jay grabbed my hips, pulling my body against his.

  “Oh, there’s no way I could forget you,” he said, bending down to kiss me.

  His lips pressed hard against mine, and his tongue slid across them. I opened my mouth, meeting his tongue with mine, and lasciviously kissed him back. My entire body clenched from his touch, and I could feel myself growing wet with desire.

  I reluctantly pulled away. “If we keep this up, I’ll never get to work.”

  Jay smiled at me and took my hand. We stopped to get my purse, his coat and keys, and then he led me toward his front door.

  On the drive to my apartment, Jay and I listened to the radio while I looked out my window and sent texts back and forth to Nick. Jay pulled his car up to the front of my building and parked. As he turned off the car, his cell phone began to ring from inside his pocket. He took it out to answer.

  “Steve, how’s it going?” Jay asked into his phone. He looked at me and mouthed, Sorry.

  I smiled at him and whispered, “I’m going to head up.” I got out of the car to give him some privacy.

  I put on a new thong with a matching bra, and about ten minutes later, I was picking out an outfit for work when I heard a knock at my door.

  “Come in!” I yelled from my closet.

  When I walked out with clothes in my hands, Jay was standing next to my bed. The sunlight coming through my window was shining on his face, and I stopped in my tracks as my breath caught in my throat. How did I manage to get this amazing and sexy man in my bedroom? His looks alone took my breath away.

  “You okay?” he asked as he took a seat on the edge of my bed.

  “Fantastic,” I replied, smirking.

  He laughed. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

  “Nothing. I’m just admiring my gorgeous view.” I shrugged as I walked toward him.

  Jay put out his arms and brought me closer. He hugged around my hips, resting his cheek on my stomach. I stroked his short hair and
leaned down to kiss the top of his head.

  “I have bad news,” he said, pulling his face away to look up at me.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “I have to go out of town until Saturday. Something came up at work, and since I’m still learning the ropes, they need me to go along. My flight for New York leaves in three hours.” He made an exaggerated pout.

  “Three hours! Well, you better go! Don’t you still have to pack?”

  “My assistant is already on it. Besides, I don’t want to leave you until I absolutely have to,” he told me, hugging me close again.

  “Assistant, huh? Well, aren’t you fancy?” I teased.

  Jay threw me onto the bed and got on top of me. “Are you making fun of me?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

  “Never,” I said, grinning up at him.

  Before I knew it, Jay was tickling my sides, and I was throwing my head back, laughing so hard that tears were coming to my eyes.

  “Stop! Stop! Okay, okay!” I pleaded, trying to catch my breath.

  Jay’s hands stopped moving as he was lying on top of me, smiling. He pulled his arm up and checked his Rolex. “Damn! I have to take you to work.”

  “Actually,” I said, “I sent a text to Nick, and he said he’d cover for me. I told him I’d be an hour late.”

  A smile slowly curled on Jay’s lips. “You’re reading my mind again.”

  Jay and I held hands as he drove me to work in his black Mercedes. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. I was still feeling high from the sex we’d just had in my bed. It was slow and sweet, and it would surely be on my mind for the rest of the week.

  Wearing one of my new outfits, I was dressed in a red V-neck top that clung to my body with black wide-legged dress pants that hugged my hips and my new red heels. I wore my hair back in a high ponytail, showing off silver hoop earrings.