“I’ll find your sweet spot and then I’ll hold you in place until you come…hard.” One of his fingers found her clit. “Are you game or shall I finish licking you out?” He began rubbing on it. Softly, ever so softly. Her mouth opened up as she bit back a moan. “I just want you to know what you’re in for before this goes down.”
Shale pushed down on her clit with a single finger and nudged her opening with the tip of his cock. Not enough to breach her, but enough to create a need so fundamental, so all-consuming that she moaned. A pained noise. She felt wet trickle down the side of her leg.
“Even tighter than I thought.” His voice was choked. “I have a feeling I might never want to leave.” He pushed on her clit a second time and she gasped. His finger remained firm and steady against that little bundle of nerves, which seemed to throb in response, repeatedly.
Holy shit!
Holy crap!
Holy hell!
The pressure was arousing. It had all of her nerves flaring, her channel crying out, and she tried to push herself onto him. “I’m game…” She sounded breathless and needy.
Shale planted a kiss between her shoulder blades, another on her shoulder. His tongue traced the curve of her neck. “Once I start, I won’t be able to stop until you come. Do you understand that?”
“Yes.” It turned long and drawn out as he nudged into her. Her eyes widened up a whole lot and her mouth rounded into an O.
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
It felt amazing already.
“Fuck,” Shale groaned. “So good. Fuck!” A garbled, growly mumble.
Her breath was coming in sharp pants and her eyes were rolling back. Her pussy stretched tight and he slid in some more. Her mouth was open as she sucked in air. She couldn’t seem to get enough of the stuff.
It took a few more careful thrusts before he was fully seated inside her. Right then she was so thankful she was soaking wet. Shale kept moving. His hips rocked gently, his dick barely moving, but he touched things in her she never knew existed. She was trying not to moan, but it felt so darned good.
“Are you ready?” A throaty rasp.
She groaned. Unable to speak for a moment. “Yes.” High-pitched and needy.
Shale wrapped his hand around her hair, gripping a good chunk of it in his fist. He tugged her head back just a little. “Don’t be afraid, please. I’m going to fuck you now.” He pulled all the way out and then plowed into her. He held her in place with his hand on her hip and with the grip on her hair. It didn’t hurt. His cock rammed back in…hard. His strokes were as graceful as they were forceful. She moaned. They were as punchy as they were deep.
Then he changed his angle and she cried out. What the…? The sex gods must be smiling down on her or something because holy, freaking hell. She ground her teeth together to stop the noises that erupted from her. They were altogether too loud and crazy sounding.
“Love your pussy,” he growled as he pushed her onto the bed. Her face was to the side so she could still breathe, but she couldn’t move. He’d been right about that. His body pinned her down. His cocked rammed into her. His hand tightened in her hair. It didn’t hurt, but if he pulled any harder it would. If he held her any tighter, she would be damned sore.
It scared her, but it excited her. What was wrong with her? This was kinky, but it was so damned good. She had to work hard not to cry out, as in, loud.
There was nothing soft or careful about the way he took her. It was possessive and caveman. It was indeed savage. Panic rose up in her, even though there was pleasure, lots of it, since he hit her g-spot with every assault of his cock. Hard and fast. This was fucking. Pure and simple. Fucking at its most basic, its most carnal. Lord help her, but it was good. So very good.
He took her like more of an animal, making loud grunting noises with each hard thrust. Even that was a turn on. He sounded like a wild creature. Her chest was pushed up against the sheets. Her boobs pushed flat, her nipples so hard and sensitive against the cotton. She bit down on her lip, trying not to make too much noise. She failed hard, they both did.
Georgia tried to move and he growled… make that, he snarled. A feral sound that had her heart racing. He sounded like a beast. His cock pounded in and out of her. It almost hurt. Almost. The pleasure was blinding. She’d never felt anything like it. Georgia couldn’t move. Just like he promised. Not an inch. It only made her feel so much more. It was intense. There was a light sting on her head where he held her by the hair. That too heightened her senses.
One more hard thrust and she could feel everything in her tighten despite the panic at being held down and fucked so brutally. She could feel the air pulling into her lungs. He’d asked her to trust him and she would, even though he could snap her like a twig. Even though she was completely at his mercy.
He picked up the pace, his hips hitting her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh. His balls thudding against her. “Georgia! Oh, my fuck, Georgia,” he growled, his words almost incomprehensible.
As he said her name for the second time, she felt everything in her release and all at once. There was a pinching sensation on her neck. It hurt. It also felt really good. Her orgasm went from fantastic to I’m-about-to-die amazing. Her heart even stuttered for a moment and considered giving up. Then it almost beat right out of her chest. Her eyes were wide in her head, her hands twisted in the sheets.
Shale’s movements turned jerky and he roared. Loudly. It was insane. It was pure. She’d never felt more alive than right then.
His thrusts increased in tempo a whole hell of a lot before slowing. She could hardly catch her breath. Her body was vibrating. She moaned a little with every exhale. Her body felt like jello. He had been right about that. Like every bone in her body had been removed.
“Are you okay?” Shale rubbed a hand down her back. She realized he was crouched over her, keeping his weight off her with his arms on either side of her.
“Wow,” she croaked. Her throat hurt. “That was… That…”
“Good? Painful?” He sounded a bit panicked as he pulled away slightly, still inside her. “I was far too rough. Fuck, I…”
“I’m fine. I…” She rolled her eyes. “I’ve never come that hard. You were right about the...” She felt her cheeks heat as she realized she had indeed screamed. She’d actually liked it when he’d bitten her. What the hell? “About all of it,” she mumbled.
“Thank god!” She could hear he was smiling. “I was still too rough. It’s been a while since I was with a hu— with someone. That’s all! I lost my mind there for a moment or two. I swear I’ll be more careful during round two.”
“Round… Sorry?” Say what? Had she heard correctly?
“You heard me.” He pulled away. “Oh no! Shit!” Shale said, sounding worried. He cursed again, louder this time. Then he inhaled through his nose.
She felt heat drip between her legs. “What is it?” Georgia sat up as well. She was far too wet down there. When she looked at him, she saw him tug on the condom, which was torn.
“Oh god!” She covered her mouth with her hand. “Oh no!” She squeezed her eyes shut. “It’s okay.” His voice held a soothing edge. “I had a medical just the other day.” She watched his eyes lift in thought. “About three or four weeks ago. It was clear. I don’t fuck around as much as you think. You won’t get anything from me, I swear.”
She believed him. Why, she couldn’t say, but she did. “That’s good to know. I don’t want a baby.” Georgia shook her head. “I can’t be a mother right now. I just…” She had too much going on. Too many bills. Her mom needed her too much. Her credit card needed a credit card. She couldn’t tell him any of that. “I have too many responsibilities as it is.”
“I asked you to trust me before and you did. I need you to trust me now.” He sucked in another breath through his nose. “You won’t get pregnant by me.”
How the heck would he know that? “You can’t be sure of that. It’s impossible to know su
ch a thing.” Unless…
“I swear to god, you won’t become pregnant.” He shook his head. “If you want, we can get dressed right now and find a drug store. If it will make you feel better, we can get you the morning after pill or...” He held up his hands. “We don’t have to. If you’re not comfortable with that, then…” He shrugged. “Shit! Hold on a sec.” Shale stood up off the bed, his hand holding the condom onto his penis. He walked into a nearby room. Must have been a bathroom. He didn’t bother with the light. She heard him rummaging around. The toilet flushing and water running, then he was striding back to her.
His cock was semi-erect still. He sat down on the bed next to her. “I can give you my number, if you want.” He pushed out a breath. “But you won’t get pregnant from me though. I swear to god, you won’t.” He looked so sure.
“You can’t have kids, then?” It was silly, but Georgia felt sorry for him. That was the only way he could be so sure. “You’re sterile?”
He pushed out a breath and nodded once, then looked down for a moment. “Like I said, you won’t get pregnant. I’m happy to take whatever precaution you want. Happy to leave you with my number, but I’m not worried.” He shook his head.
He looked completely relaxed.
“There won’t be a drug store open at this time of night,” she said, reaching for her bra, which was crumpled on the bed next to her. “Are you sad that you can’t have kids?”
“Not in the least.” He shook his head.
“Oh, okay, well, that’s something at least. Hopefully, you don’t change your mind about having kids. I think not being able to have children could be a hard thing to swallow. I’m sure you’ll want to settle down…at some point.”
Shale shrugged. “At some point, maybe. It’s not something I’ve given too much thought to. I’m still young and…”
“Still having fun.” She finished for him as she pulled her bra up, tucking her boobs into the cups. “Listen to me going on and on. We weren’t supposed to discuss anything personal, but I suppose a broken condom will change that.”
He nodded once before cocking his head and making a pained face. “I really wish you wouldn’t do that.” His eyes moved to her chest.
“Do what?” She raised her brows.
“I wish you wouldn’t get dressed, Maine. There are still a couple of states left.”
She was tempted. Very tempted but, unfortunately, the whole condom thing had taken the wind right out of her sails. “I think I should get home, before it gets too late.” She glanced at her watch. There were a few minutes to go before midnight. Not too bad.
“It’s early.” Shale leaned over and kissed her shoulder. “There are still a couple of orgasms with your name on them.”
“Only, you don’t know my name.” She laughed as she scooted off the bed, quickly retrieving her jeans.
“Fair enough.” He leaned back on the bed. Georgia noticed that his cock was, once again, fully erect. The string of condoms lay on the bed next to him, the silver foil glinting. Taunting her.
Man oh man, but she was tempted. “In another life, I would have stayed.” She did up the buttons on her jeans.
“I think you should stay now, since we only get one life.” Shale folded his hands behind his head, looking hotter than hell during a volcano eruption.
She forced herself to look away and to find her top. “So, you’re sure about the whole ‘me not getting pregnant’ thing?”
“One hundred percent sure, but,” he jumped off the bed and rummaged through his jeans pulling out a hundred-dollar bill, “maybe you should take this in case you decide to—”
“No!” She held up her hand. “I don’t want your money.”
“I don’t mean anything by…”
“I know.” She forced herself to take in a deep breath. “I know how you meant it. I know you’re just trying to do the right thing. I’ll take care of it though.” She wasn’t sure what she was going to do. How much did those pills cost? One thing was for sure, she wasn’t taking his cash. She couldn’t do it.
Georgia pulled her head through her top. Shale was leaning over the desk in the corner. He looked like he was writing.
His ass was a thing of beauty.
Holy crap!! Georgia had to force herself to look away. To pick her jaw up off the floor.
“Here.” Shale held a piece of paper in his hand with something scrawled on it. “Take this.”
She began to reach for the page.
“It’s my number,” he added.
She pulled her hand back. “It’s fine. I don’t need it.” The guy was obviously telling the truth if he was willing to give her his number after such a quick hook-up. He’d said he didn’t want kids. Shale wouldn’t be this willing to stay in touch if he was lying. “You said I can’t get pregnant, so, I’ll take your word for it. I mean, why lie about something like that, right?”
Shale nodded, looking serious. “Right.” He picked up his jeans and tugged them on, leaving them undone.
Good god! ‘Eye candy’ was an understatement. He was candy for her whole entire body. Not just her eyes.
Enough of that! This was serious. Georgia would go and check on the price of that pill in the morning versus what was left in her bank account ‒ which wasn’t much. She would weigh up the risk and make a decision then. “Thank you for—” She was stepping back towards the door when he put his arm around her and pulled her against him. Flush. She had to crane her neck to maintain eye contact.
Shale smiled. “No, thank you. I’m sorry that stupid condom ruined things.”
“It didn’t. I had a good time.” She smiled back.
“All I can say is that I hope I got your name right at least once…” He looked up in thought, a playful expression on his face. “Aaahhhhh….” He chewed on his full lower lip. “Maryland…Mary?” He raised his brows in expectation.
She laughed and shook her head.
“Okay.” He shrugged his massive shoulders. “Well, you can’t say I didn’t try. Can I give you a ride?” He went to pick up his keys from the table.
“No! Please don’t worry.” She sounded a little forceful.
Shale turned back towards her, a frown on his face.
“I appreciate the offer,” softer this time, “but I’ll manage.”
“You sure?” His frown deepened.
“Very.” She pulled her phone out of her purse and within a few presses of the buttons she smiled at Shale. “There, an Uber will be here in two minutes. I’d better get going.” She pointed at the door.
“Before you do.” He closed the distance between them and kissed her. Softly. Carefully. Sweetly. “You take good care of yourself,” he rumbled as he pulled back. “You are incredibly beautiful, don’t let anyone try to convince you otherwise.”
His words touched her, simply because he didn’t need to say them. There was no other reason other than he meant them. “Thank you.” She leaned up and touched her lips to his one last time before leaving. She felt a pang as she walked down the hallway. Stupid but hey, you couldn’t help how you felt. Georgia wasn’t a hook-up kind of a person. Shale was the opposite of any guy she had dated but…she felt something for him. Something more than lust? It didn’t matter, because this was the last time she would see him.
Chapter 11
The last time. Yeah, right! It turned out he wasn’t sterile. Georgia still hadn’t been able to figure out how he could have ever been so sure she wouldn’t become pregnant. The funny thing was that she still believed he had meant it when he said that to her. It didn’t make any sense.
The oversized sweater she wore pulled tight over her bump. It rode up in the front, so she had to keep pulling the thing down. The crazy thing was that this was one of the best outfits she had. It was a green V-neck. The green accentuated her hair and her eyes, and the V helped in the boob department. They didn’t look as big as they did in some of the other items of clothing she owned. Most things just plain didn’t fit. Either her belly was too big
, or her breasts were. Most times, however, she was too big in both departments.
Georgia wasn’t sure how she was going to cope for too much longer without proper maternity wear. The Joyces were insisting on paying for everything going forward, and she might just have to take them up on their offer.
Then there was Shale.
Did he really mean it about wanting to be this baby’s father? Did he mean it when he said he wanted them to raise the child? She found that hard to believe, and yet her heart beat faster anyway. It was that illogical part of her making her feel this way. The part that was daring to hope. She hated and loved that part of her. She wanted it to be true. For the first time since becoming pregnant, she dared to dream about becoming a mom. She had thoughts of holding this baby in her arms, of rocking him or her. Georgia didn’t allow herself to dwell on these thoughts. She couldn’t. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
Her car door clicked shut and she put her keys in her purse, making her way to the little corner bakery. She could already smell something delicious baking inside. Probably cookies or cakes. The ones with lemon cream icing. Yum! Her mouth watered. She had enough cash on her for an herbal tea and that was it. There was food at home, nothing that would be this good, but she didn’t need baked goods. Couldn’t afford them, in more ways than one.
She was ten minutes early but hadn’t been able to wait any longer. It wasn’t like she could do any work since her brain was driving her nuts. It wouldn’t shut up. It kept running through the events of their night together and then their brief meeting yesterday. Every word that was said. Every gesture. Everything. She was overanalyzing the lot.
Georgia pulled down on her sweater as she entered the bakery come coffee shop. Her breath left her as Shale stood up from behind one of the two-man tables.
He looked even better in a white t-shirt and black jeans. His jaw was stubbled. His eyes were on her. He smiled, his jaw tight. Then he walked around the small table, pulling out a chair.
“Hi,” he said as she drew nearer. “How are you…Alabama?” Shale frowned. “It occurred to me last night that I still don’t know your name.”
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