Mr. Right

by J. S. Cooper

  I jumped out of my bed and headed towards the kitchen, with the pretense of needing to get a glass of water, which wasn’t exactly a lie, based on all the alcohol I’d consumed at the party. I looked down at my boxers and debated putting on a T-shirt, but decided against it. I walked to the kitchen quickly, my heart racing, wondering who I was going to see. I felt the grin crossing my face as I saw Jess’s figure in the kitchen with her back to me. I walked up behind her softly, wanting to surprise her and see how she was going to react. I stopped behind her and grabbed her around the waist and pushed myself into her. She yelped slightly at my touch.

  “Hey, honey,” I said softly and whispered into her ear. This was the moment I’d been waiting for. I hadn’t been able to say much else to her at the party and it had driven me crazy. I’d been hoping all night that I would be able to see her alone and that I’d get to tease her and torment her. I hadn’t been given the opportunity at the party, but I was being given the opportunity now.

  “Evan.” She gasped, not moving away from me.

  “Yes, Jess,” I said, running my fingers gently across her stomach and feeling myself growing hard against her ass. I pushed myself into her a little firmer so she could see exactly how she was affecting me. I wasn’t going to hold anything back in this moment. She needed to know exactly how I felt. And I needed to know if this was going to be more than a game or not. Had she gotten up to get a glass of water because she wanted this moment to happen, or was this merely a coincidence? Every part of me believed that this was because she wanted to be with me and this was how she was making her move, but I needed to find out if that was true or not.

  “What are you doing?” She gasped again, yet she didn’t move.

  “Exactly what you want me to do,” I muttered, voice deep with raw, unbridled passion. I just wanted to bend her over and take her, but I knew that would be way too much right now. Though a part of me thought that she would enjoy it.

  “What are you talking about?” she said and I could feel her body trembling against me. I moved my fingers farther up her stomach and paused them right underneath her breasts.

  “What do you think, sexy?” I groaned against her. “I want to fuck you.”

  “Evan.” She sounded shocked and it was at that point that she pushed away from me and stepped to the side.

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She gasped, her eyes flashing at me furiously.

  “I already told you,” I said with a grin, licking my lips. “Do you have a problem with that?”

  “Of course I have a problem with that. How dare you talk to me like that?”

  “Talk to you like what?” I pretended to look confused, but I couldn’t stop myself from smiling as I looked at her hard nipples protruding from her nightgown.

  “You’re a pig.” She shook her head and made to move past me.

  “Where are you going?” I asked, feeling disappointed that she was going to leave the kitchen.

  “I’m going back to bed.” She shook her head at me, uncertainty in her voice. “Pierce will be wondering where I am.”

  “He’s fast asleep.” I tried not to sound aggravated. I didn’t want to hear about Pierce right now. I didn’t want to feel guilty and I didn’t want her to be thinking of him either. The one good thing was that I was pretty confident that they hadn’t had sex because he’d been ready to pass out before the party had even ended. Not that that should have been a good thing for me. I was going to hell and I knew it. I figured I might as well enjoy the ride there.

  “What do you want from me, Evan?” She bit down on her lower lip and I wanted to lean over and kiss her.

  “You know what I want.”

  “No, I don’t”

  “Yes, you do.” I stared at her and stopped smiling. “You know what I want because you want it too.”

  “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She made a face at me.

  “Yes, you do, and you know how I know?”

  “How?” She rolled her eyes but I could see her starting to look nervously at me as she fidgeted.

  “I know because you’re still here with me,” I said matter-of-factly. “If you had absolutely no interest, you would have fled from the kitchen as soon as I entered and put my arms around your waist.”

  “Evan, I don’t know what you want me to say.” She looked at my chest for a few seconds and I winked at her when she looked back up into my eyes.

  “Just say you’re as intrigued by me as I am by you.” I moved closer to her and stopped right before I was touching her again.

  “I don’t know what you’re thinking.” She made a face.

  “You know what I’m thinking. You know what I want.”

  “But I’m dating your friend.” She almost moaned, turning me on even more. I wondered how loudly she would scream when I slammed into her.

  “My friend?” I repeated after her and almost laughed at her words. So her hesitancy wasn’t because she knew the truth. Interesting. I knew now was not the time to tell her everything she didn’t know.

  “I think you’re not such a good friend to Pierce for coming on to me so much.” She pushed her hands against my chest as if she wanted to push me away, but there was no force to her movement. I almost laughed, but this was too serious of a moment. I wanted to know what was going through her head. I wanted to know exactly what she was thinking and what her hesitancies were. Did she crave me as much as I was craving her?

  “I guess I’m not.” I took a step closer to her and this time our bodies were brushing against each other. “I think we both know that already.” I grabbed her hands and pulled them to the side, entwining them with mine.

  “So why are you still here?” she said, her eyes widening as I pushed my face closer to hers.

  “Because we both know what we want,” I said, my lips pressing down on hers softly. Her lips trembled beneath mine, but she kissed me back, even though it was a little hesitantly. I deepened the kiss and pulled her into me, hard. Her arms crept around my neck and she started playing with my hair. I took that as an invitation to deepen the kiss further and pushed my tongue into her mouth and immediately started sucking on her tongue. She tasted sweet and faintly of vodka. Her body was warm against mine and her breasts felt soft against the hardness of my chest. Her fingers ran across my head and scratched against my shorn head and I reached down and grabbed her ass, squeezed and then pushed her in even farther towards me, so she could see exactly what she was doing to me.

  She gasped loudly as I gyrated my hardness against her.

  “Wrap your legs around my waist,” I urged her, wanting to feel her closer to me, wanting to be inside of her as intimately as possible.

  “No.” She shook her head, though she didn’t pull away from me.

  “I need to be inside of you, Jess.”

  “Evan…” she mumbled against my lips. Her fingers were now on my back, running up and down, driving me crazy.

  “Jess, please.”

  “We can’t do this, Evan.”

  “You know you want me. You don’t want Pierce. Let’s be real.”

  “Evan, this isn’t right.” She groaned as my right hand crept up to her breast and squeezed, my fingertips running across her nipple, pinching gently and then a little rougher. I enjoyed the way she moaned and reacted to my touch. Her body arched towards me as her breast pushed into my hand, wanting to be caressed further.

  “If it isn’t right, why does it feel so good?” I mumbled as I kissed her neck and collarbone. She moaned in pleasure, and a part of me wanted to reach down to see if she was wet, but I didn’t want to scare her and move too fast. Though it took everything in me not to reach down and touch her, rub her, enter her with my fingers.

  “Evan, we shouldn’t.” She sighed as her fingers dug into my back. “What if Pierce wakes up?”

  “He won’t,” I said, all reason and rational thought gone from my mind.

  “This just doesn’t seem safe,” she said with a sigh, and
I looked up at her face.

  “Do you want me to stop?” I asked her, pulling her in closer.

  “Yes. No.” She moaned. “I don’t even know.”

  “You don’t know?” I stepped back from her, disappointed. I wanted her to come to me in certainty, even if she was worried about Pierce. We could worry about Pierce later. Right now, I needed to know she wanted me. And if she wanted me, she had to be one hundred percent confident in that fact. I was all about games and teasing, but if we were going to be intimate, it was going to mean something really special. Or at least, if it didn’t mean something really special, it was going to be something that we both did with no regrets.

  “I don’t know,” she said softly, biting down on her lower lip nervously.

  “Liar,” I said with a mutter. I needed her to admit she wanted this—me—as badly as I wanted her. I needed her to admit it. I wasn’t sure why it mattered so much to me. I wasn’t sure what I was doing. All I knew was I really wanted her. All I knew was that this moment mattered. This was the make and break moment for me. For us. Hell be damned. I wanted Jess. And I needed to know that she wanted me as well. I needed to know this was for real. I needed to know we had some sort of connection here. I wasn’t sure why it was so important to me. It just was.

  “What do you want from me, Evan?” She groaned and looked into my eyes, hers looking confused and full of lust. “I don’t even understand what is going on here.”

  “Does there have to be anything going on here?” I asked her with a frown. “What do you want me to say?”

  “I don’t know what I want you to say. I just don’t think this is a good idea.”

  “When is anything a good idea?” I looked at her, trying to figure out exactly what it was she wanted me to say. What did she expect from me?

  “I just think if we do this, we’ll be complicit in something really shady.” She bit her lower lip again and I leaned over and sucked on it.

  “At least we will have been complicit in something really good,” I said as I kissed her deeply and pulled her into me.

  “Evan…” She groaned, kissing me back hard, her fingernails digging into my back.

  “Jess,” I muttered as my tongue entered her mouth and she sucked on it eagerly, pushing her breasts into my chest, no longer holding back. “Oh, Jess,” I said as she wantonly ran her hands down my back and to my ass and squeezed. “You do want me, don’t you?”

  “Stop talking.” She moaned and I took that as my opening to continue and accelerate the pace between us. I lifted her up and placed her on the countertop, spreading her legs and leaning in and then pulling her forward so her legs were wrapped around my waist. I kissed her nose and then her forehead before heading back down to her lips and kissing them gently. Now that I knew she definitely wanted me, I wanted to go slowly, I wanted to concentrate on her pleasure, make sure this was a moment she never forgot. I wanted to make sure she knew this moment was special and not sordid. I had to make it a perfect moment because I knew the aftermath was going to be crazy. Absolutely crazy.

  “Let me take you to my room.” I groaned as I felt myself about to lose control. If I wasn’t careful, I’d be taking her here in the kitchen and I certainly didn’t want to do that. Not that I wouldn’t love to take her right here and now. It did seem like an appropriate place, seeing as the first time I’d seen her was in this very room. I’d love to strip her naked and take her right now, but I couldn’t risk it. Not here and now.

  “Should we be doing this?” She moaned as I picked her up and carried her in my arms, walking as quickly as I could before she could change her mind.

  “Tell me now, would you rather this be me or Pierce?” I asked her huskily, already knowing in my heart what she was going to say.

  “You know the answer to that,” she said as she held on to me.

  “Tell me,” I said as I carried her into the bedroom. “Tell me that you want me.”

  “I want you. I want you more than you know.” She groaned as I dropped her onto the bed and then shut the door before returning to her.

  “Good,” I grunted. “Now, I can teach you all the things you’ve wanted to learn but never were able to.”

  “Excuse me?” She blinked up at me, her body shaking as she writhed around on the bed.

  “You’re excused.” I grinned as I pulled off my boxer shorts and stood there naked in front of her. I watched as she looked down at my hardness and gasped, her eyes widening as she took in the size of my member. I hid a smile, knowing she was impressed by it. She was going to be even more impressed when I entered her. I couldn’t wait to hear her screams and gasps as she orgasmed, but she was going to have to be quiet as we couldn’t afford to wake up Pierce or Linda.

  “You’re a bad boy, Evan.”

  “I’m bad to the bone.” I growled as I got down on the bed next to her and started kissing her neck. “I’m so bad that I’m going to devour you right now,” I said, my hands grabbing her nightie and pulling it up to rip it off her body. I stared down at her nakedness and felt myself growing harder as I glanced at her body trembling beneath my touch.

  “Evan, I don’t know if we should...” Her voice trailed off and she gasped as I bent down and kissed along her thighs.

  “You don’t know if we should what?” I looked up at her and grinned.

  “What?” Her eyes fluttered as she looked down at me. Her breasts were heaving and I reached up and played with her nipples, enjoying the way her eyes dilated and her breathing grew heavier as I teased her.

  “You don’t know if we should what?” I said again, and bent down and licked my tongue between her legs and lightly sucked on her bud.

  “Evan…” She moaned and I could feel her growing wetter.

  “That’s my name.” I licked again and then moved away. “Yes?”

  “Evan, stop playing around.” She moaned again and I could see her eyes begging me to continue playing with her.

  “Stop playing around?” I frowned. “I thought you just said you don’t know if we should—”

  “Oh, shut up.” She groaned and pushed my head back down between her legs.

  “Oh, so now you want me.” I laughed, loving how aggressive she was being. I knew she had it in her.

  “You want me.” She moaned and I heard her whimpering as I stuck my tongue inside of her and started pleasuring her. Her body convulsed beneath me as I fucked her with my tongue and I held the sides of her hips as I went as deep as I could. My cock grew harder and harder and all I wanted was to enter her and feel her on top of me, riding the shit out of me. I wanted to watch her breasts bouncing up and down and then I’d reach up and suck on her nipples and pull her hair and watch her face go wide in surprise as I gave her the biggest and best orgasm of her life.

  “You know it,” I muttered as I felt her coming on my face. I lapped up her juices eagerly and then I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom from the drawer, ripped off the wrapper quickly and slid it onto my cock. I lowered myself down, looked into Jess’s eager face. She gave me a quick smile and nod and I entered her swiftly, loving the feeling of her pussy as it tightened around my cock. She moaned and wiggled beneath me as I slid in and out of her and I groaned as she tightened her legs around my waist. Hot damn, this girl knew exactly how to get me going. I leaned down and kissed her as I continued thrusting into her, my tongue entering her mouth as eagerly as my cock was entering her. She ran her fingers down my back, her nails scratching as she dug into my skin. I welcomed the raw passion of our bodies meeting and becoming intimate. It only seemed to make sense that we would be primal and searching in our first union. I pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her knees so I could slide into her doggy-style and fuck her fast and furious. I felt like I’d been waiting for forever to have her and as she screamed into the pillow, her ass up high, I felt myself coming into her hard and fast with no other thoughts on my mind about what was going to happen next. I certainly had no guilt about betraying Pierce. That shoul
d have told me then and there that I was a bad person and that this was a bad situation to be in, but all I could think about was how Jess’s body felt as good as I thought it would and that she was a drug I would love to overdose on.

  Chapter 12

  Jess

  Hot damn, there's a warm body pressing into me from behind. And—whoa—I think that whoever’s behind me is very happy I'm awake, if the hardness pushing into my butt is any indication. Shit, my eyes are blinking rapidly as I think back to the previous night. Too many cocktails. And then those glasses of wine. And the two beers. What was I thinking? Oh, shit. I froze as my mind immediately remembered him sliding into me, deep and hard. I can picture his intense eyes, his loud growls as he'd slammed into me. Oh, fuck, what had I done?

  "Morning, Jess," he whispered into my ear as his hand slid around to grab my breast. "Ready for round two?" He pinched my nipple and I moaned and closed my eyes. I was a horrible person. I couldn't believe I was here in bed with him. I couldn't believe we'd had sex. Shit, I couldn't believe we were going to have sex again. I was a bad, bad girl for having slept with him. But fuck it, what was the point of resisting round two when there had already been a round one? I'd pay for my sins later. What was done was done. We'd already crossed the line of no return.

  “I said good morning, Jess,” he said as he nibbled on my earlobe, and I squealed slightly as I turned to look at him.

  “Morning, Evan,” I said with a small and slightly embarrassed smile. “And it’s not really a good morning, is it? If I’m in your bed, Pierce must be wondering where I am.” I bit down on my lower lip as I thought about Pierce. “Oh, my God, what did we do?”

  “You mean you forgot already?” His fingers slid between my legs as he teased me.

  “No,” I moaned as I started to grow wet. “Evan,” I moaned his name out loud as I closed my eyes and then started to shift away from him. “We need to stop. I need to leave this bed now before you go any further.”

  “But I want to go a lot further.” He grunted. “I have many more things to show you.”