by J. S. Cooper
He groaned at my words and touched the side of my face lightly. “I wish you were on the pill.” He rolled over and grabbed a packet from his side table. He ripped it open and took out a condom, which he slid easily onto his cock, as if he’d had lots of practice. I tried to ignore the fact that he probably had.
I gasped as he moved back on top of me, his hand guiding his cock to my opening. I moaned as he slipped a finger inside of me and rubbed my juices against my clit. I grabbed his back and then I felt the tip of him sliding into me. It felt uncomfortably tight, and I whimpered slightly.
“Open your legs wider.” His hand reached down to spread my legs, and I stretched them out further. He inched his cock into me and after a few seconds he frowned. “Has it been a while since you had sex?” He kissed the side of my lips, and I nodded.
“Okay, I’ll try to go a bit slower.” He groaned as he inched himself into me further. I arched my back, and his cock went even further. I cried out in pain. His eyes widened, and he stopped. “Savannah?” He pulled out of me.
“What are you doing?” I groaned.
His expression had grown deadly serious. “Are you a virgin?”
“Yes,” I said softly. “And I want you to fuck me now, please, sir.”
He groaned at my words and I felt his body shuddering on top of me. “Fuck it, Savannah, but I can’t say no.”
“Then take me,” I pleaded with him and sighed in pleasure as I felt the tip of him entering me again.
“It’s going to hurt a little bit, but I promise you it will start to feel better.”
“Okay.” I nodded and I held him close to me. He kissed me softly as he entered me and then I felt his cock push past something that caused me immediate pain. I blanched, and he paused. “Don’t stop.” I begged him, and he continued. He thrust into me a little harder, and I felt like he was filling me up completely.
“Oh, Savannah, you’re so tight. I don’t know how long I can last.” He groaned and moved back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of me as my breasts bounced against his chest. I closed my eyes, and all of the sudden the tight feeling didn’t feel so bad. The pain morphed into pleasure, and as he thrust into me, the pleasure started to build.
“Oh, Wade, it feels good now!” I cried out. “Don’t stop!” I squeezed my legs together.
Wade swore under his breath. “Say my name again, Savannah.” His voice was raspy as he moved back and forth.
“Wade, don’t stop!” I gasped as he increased his pace. His cock slid in and out of me and then I felt his fingers rubbing my clit at the same time. “Oh, my god!” I cried out as I felt the pleasure building up, wanting to explode. “Oh, Wade, oh, I think I’m going to come!”
“Come for me, Savannah. Come for me because I’m about to blow my load,” he grunted, his cock slamming in and out of me.
“Oh, Wade!” I screamed as my body shuddered against him. His fingers kept rubbing my clit as he moved faster and faster. As I orgasmed, I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him hard. Suddenly he pulled out of me and flipped me onto my stomach. He pulled my shoulders up and my ass out until I was on all fours and then he entered me again and slammed into me from behind. I fell forward onto the bed as I cried out. It felt like he was entering me even deeper now, and as he grabbed my hips and slammed into me harder, a new wave of pleasure soared through me. He thrust faster and faster and then shuddered and slammed into me one last time. He groaned as he came and then he pulled out of me and rolled me back onto my back, kissing me on the lips. He pulled the condom off and placed it on the side table before pulling me into his arms.
“I want to make love to you again right now, but I don’t want to make you too sore tomorrow.” He stroked my cheek. “How are you feeling?”
“Amazing.” I smiled at him. “Absolutely amazing. I want to do it again.”
“Why don’t we shower first and then see how you feel.” He grinned. “I was a little rougher than I wanted to be just now, and I’m afraid if we go again, I’ll be even rougher. Your body feels amazing.” His fingers played with my nipples. “I want all of you. I want you again right now.” He kissed my lips. “You’re beautiful, Savannah.”
“Thank you.” I sighed happily and lay in his arms, feeling happier and more satisfied than I’d ever felt in my life.
“I think the pizza I called for earlier is here. Do you want to go and grab the pizza from the front? I told them to leave it on the table,” Wade asked as we walked back into the bedroom from the bathroom where we’d just showered together.
“Only if you promise to make love to me one more time.”
“Are you sure? I want you to be able to walk tomorrow.”
“I think I’ll be okay.” I grinned back at him, and he swatted me on the ass.
“That’s what you think.” He pulled me back into his arms and kissed me again. “I should fuck you hard and teach you a lesson.”
“Teach me a lesson, huh?” I winked at him. “What lesson?”
“You’ll see.” He laughed. “Go and get that pizza, and I’ll tidy up the bed.” He nodded to the messy bed and we both laughed. “Also need to get rid of the used condom. Don’t need that hanging around.” He walked over to the side table and held it up. “You see how much I blew.” I nodded shyly, and he laughed.
“I’m going to pull out next time.” He threw the used condom in the trash can. “I’m going to pull out and come on your stomach.” He walked back over to me and touched my stomach. “Is that okay?”
“I don’t mind.” I rubbed his bare chest. “If you want to.”
“You’ll feel how hot you make me.” He grabbed my fingers. “And coming on your stomach is the next best thing to coming inside of you.”
“You could come inside my mouth,” I suggested.
His eyes widened. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “I want to feel and taste every part of you.”
“I could go down on you right now.” He licked his lips. “Go and get the pizza before I bend you over and fuck you right now.”
“I don’t mind.”
“I can’t have you collapsing from hunger, though.” He pushed me away. “Now go and get the food.”
“Okay.” I batted my eyelashes at him over my shoulder before heading for the kitchen in a robe. I was thankful that his mother wasn’t there, and I grabbed the box off of the table. As I picked it up, a piece of paper fell to the floor and I bent down to pick it up and scanned it quickly. It was a note:
“Dearest Savannah,
You think you know, but you don’t. You think you’re special, but you’re not. You’re not the first woman he’s taken to the forest, and you won’t be the last. There are many bodies buried there that you’ll never know about. I advise you to leave my son alone and leave Herne Hill now. You’re not good enough for him. And you will never be.”
I stared at the note and then ripped it up, letting the pieces of paper fall to the floor. I was not going to let her come between me and Wade. Wade and I had something special. I hurried back to the bedroom with the pizza and smiled at the sight of a naked Wade stretched out on the bed waiting for me.
“Come, my dear.”
“I thought we were going to eat first?”
“I changed my mind.” He waved me toward him. “We can eat after I take you again. Come here.”
I hurried to the bed, placing the pizza box on the nightstand before I got on the bed next to him. He leaned over and took my dressing gown off, raking my naked body with his gaze. He pushed me back onto the bed and kissed the side of my neck. I looked down at the bed and noticed he’d changed the sheets.
“Did we dirty them?” I asked him self-consciously.
“Only with a bit of blood.” He winked. “It will wash out.”
“Are you sure?”
“Oh, yes.”
He kissed down my stomach until his lips were between my legs. I moaned as the tip of his tongue grazed my clit and he started licking me back and forth. His
tongue slid into me, and I allowed myself to be carried away with pleasure. I came on his face and then he reached to grab for another condom and entered me again. This time he was rougher and faster, and I felt like every part of me was going to explode. I came quickly, and he grunted as he slammed into me a few times and then pulled out. He rolled his condom off and then I felt him spurting his cum all over my breasts.
His eyes glazed over as he took in the sight. “You’re so beautiful lying there in my cum,” he groaned as he dropped down and kissed me on the cheek. “I think we will need to shower again.”
“I think you might be right.” I stroked his cheek. “I think I’m falling in love with you, Wade Hart.”
He pulled away from me, his expression growing dark. “Oh, no, Savannah, you cannot fall for me. I’m not the guy you fall for.”
“But Wade ...” I protested, but he pushed his fingers against my lips.
“Shh. That’s enough.” He kissed me and his eyes darkened. I felt his fingers rubbing my clit and I writhed on the bed, growing wet all over again.
“But Wade ...”
“But nothing.” He moved his fingers away and then pushed them between my lips. “Taste yourself on my fingers, Savannah. See how sweet you taste? How sweet you are? I can only ruin you.” He rolled me on top of him, my pussy rubbing back and forth on his cock. “I could slip inside of you right now.” His eyes hooded as he gazed up at me. “I could have you riding me bareback and think nothing of it.” I moaned as he held my hips in place. “I could ruin you, Savannah. I could absolutely ruin you.”
“Maybe I want you to,” I said softly
He pulled me off him and rolled away, his expression oddly blank. “Go and shower. I need to make a call.” He jumped off of the bed. “Then we can eat.”
I got off of the bed, wishing I hadn’t ruined the moment by telling him I loved him, and crept into the bathroom to shower. I turned the water on and was about to get in when I realized I needed a clean towel. We’d gone through the dry ones the first time we’d showered and they were now wet. I opened the door to head back into the bedroom and stopped. Wade was on the phone, his back to me, and his voice was low and urgent.
“I’ve fucked up, Henry. I can never let her know the truth. This whole thing was a mistake. A huge mistake. I never should have created that ad. She can destroy everything. Absolutely everything. I never should have let Savannah Carter into our lives. If she learns the truth, we’ll be ruined.”
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I can feel my body shivering as I stand there and I know I should say something, anything. Just to let him know that I’m there and listening, but I feel too scared. His voice is void of emotion and a barrage of worries hit me. What is he talking about? What does he mean by saying his life would be ruined if I learned the truth? What truth? And then I remembered his mother’s note. What had she said exactly? Something about me not knowing and not being good enough for her son. And had she mentioned bodies being buried in the forest or was I remembering that incorrectly. I chewed on my lower lip wishing I hadn’t ripped up the note now. I stepped back into the bathroom and into the shower, allowing the water to cover me. My fingers went to my breasts and rubbed Wade’s dry cum off of my skin. Just moments ago that had felt so sexy and I had felt so wanted. Being in his arms had felt magic and now as my fingers moved to my thighs and in-between my legs, I wondered who this man was that I had let touch me so intimately. I could already feel a hollow ache between my legs wanting to be filled again. What secrets was Wade hiding from me? And could I ruin everything? Different memories and thoughts hit me as the water hit me, little drops pounding onto my skin like warning bullets. I knew that my best course of action would be to leave. If I was smart I would leave. But I knew that I couldn’t. I was already too far in. I had already given myself to him. And I already wanted more. Wade was like a drug. I knew he was bad for me, but I couldn’t stop myself.
“Hey Savannah, are you coming out anytime today?” Wade poked his head through the bathroom door and called out to me. “I’m hungry.”
“Feel free to start eating without me.” I called out, standing very still, wondering if he was going to join me in the shower.
“I can’t.” His voice got closer.
“Why not? I brought the pizza in.
“That’s not what I want to eat.” He opened the shower door and stared at me. “Now are you nearly done or what?” His eyes ravished my body and I could feel the lust in the air as he stood there.
“I’ll be out soon.” I nodded and I couldn’t stop myself from smiling at him. “Is everything okay by the way?”
“Why wouldn’t it be?” There’s a smile on his face still, but I can see in his eyes that everything isn’t as okay as he’s trying to pretend it is. All I had to do was tell him I heard his conversation with Henry. But something held me back. Maybe it was because I didn’t think he would tell me the truth. Maybe it was because I was worried about what he’d say if he knew I’d been eavesdropping.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “Did I scare you off by saying I loved you?”
“You don’t love me.” He shook his head, the smile dropping for a few seconds. “You were talking in post-coital bliss, that’s all.”
“That’s it, huh?” I didn’t know whether to be offended or not that he was dismissing my feelings.
“Yeah that’s it.” He blinked a couple of times and then he said softly. “I have to go away for a bit. I’ll leave you instructions on what to do while I’m gone.”
“What do you mean, go away for a bit?”
“I mean I have to take a trip. I need to take care of some business.” His eyes shifted away from me. “I’ll be gone a week or two, maybe more.”
“I see.” Though I really didn’t. Why hadn’t he mentioned this trip before? He was my boss and surely it would have slipped that he had a business trip the next day. What was going on here?
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Acknowledgments
Thank you to my beta readers Veronica Duarte, Rachel @bookstagram3172, Trish D, Def Brechtel, Kayla Berry, Jessica Glass, Renee, Sarah Coppin, Ewa, Nancy, Maria Reynoso, Linda Tenda, Sher BV, Brianne Harms, Rochelle, Jessica Jones, Stacy Sivak, Lindsay, Jessica Glass, Alyssa Hojnowski, Tricia Hill, and BH. Your feedback was so helpful to me and I always appreciate you finding the time to help me.
Writing this book was so much fun for me as I loved Wade Hart’s cocky attitude and the secrets he’s been keeping helped me to weave a little mystery into the book. I wanted this book to be fun and have a little suspense and I hope that you enjoyed it.
Jaimie
To The Rude Guy in Apartment Five Teaser
Chapter One
Dear World,
It has been 450 days since I’ve had sex. Not that I’m counting or anything. But let’s be real—450 days is a lot of days. That’s over a year. I’m dying here. I mean, I know I could just have sex, but I want to be wined and dined as well. I want to believe that the man actually has feelings for me, not like the time I slept with that guy from the gym: he finished, high-fived me, and then left to meet another girl for dinner. And to top it off, he was like, “That was fun, Susana, let’s do it again soon.”
My name is Magnolia, so we both know that while I smiled on the outside as I watched him leave, I was crying on the inside.
In other news, I have an interview tomorrow for a job that would allow me to write for a living instead of selling makeup at the mall (which, frankly, wasn’t fun). Fingers crossed that it goes well. I’m in need of a serious inflow of cash. My rent just went up $200 a month, and my savings are nearly at zero.
No cash, no job, and no sex doesn’t make for a h
appy Magnolia Allen. Not at all.
Until next time, y’all!
XOXO,
Magnolia
To All the Residents of Bush Towers,
We would like to welcome our newest resident, Jagger Scott, to apartment five. He is relocating from New York City and will be moving in this weekend, so if you could ensure that all hallways are kept clear and try not to use the elevator too much, it would be appreciated.
Thank you.
Bush Towers Management
P.S. Please be informed that rent is due on the 1st of each month. You have a grace period until the 5th; after that, you will be charged a late fee.
Hey Apartment Four,
Sorry your plant got knocked over. My moving guys hit it by accident.
Your New Neighbor at Number Five,
Jagger
To My New Neighbor at Number Five,
You knocked over my plant and left it knocked over. There is soil everywhere. Also, was it you or one of your guys that spilled your coffee on my doormat?
Your Neighbor at Number Four
Hey Number Four,
Wasn’t there a book with that name? “I am Number Four,” or something? Was that you? Don’t know who spilled the coffee. I don’t drink caffeine. Maybe a different neighbor that dislikes you? I wasn’t sure what to do with the plant. Sorry about the soil. It looked a bit dry, so maybe you should worry about watering it first.
I’d like to make it up to you though, dude. Maybe we can go for a beer sometime?
Your Neighbor at Number Five,
Jagger
P. S. Do you have a name?
To My New Neighbor at Number Five,
I don’t drink beer. Also, the plant you knocked over was a succulent. The soil doesn’t need much water. Are you sure you don’t drink coffee? There was an empty white cup outside my door this morning and it had the words “Blue Bottle Coffee” stamped on it.