Body Heat

by Adrianne Byrd

  Nikki was lost in the magic that Hylan was creating. As far as that little pesky voice in the back of her head, she’d gagged it and locked it in the deep recesses of her mind. All she wanted was for Hylan to keep doing what he was doing. She’d think about the consequences later. She sighed when Hylan’s lips moved away from her neck then started to dip down toward the center of her body.

  He was already the best she’d ever had because she’d never been with a man who’d even bothered with foreplay. Mindlessly, she ran her hand through his short cropped hair and then down his steely shoulders and then onto the hard planes of his back. Lord, he had an incredible body.

  What she was feeling was nothing compared to the pleasure she felt when his mouth latched on to her cold nipples. Just the difference between his warm mouth and her cold nipple was enough to intensify the dull ache between her legs. In fact, her entire body had started to warm up. Maybe they weren’t going to freeze to death down here after all.

  Hylan sucked, licked and polished Nikki’s perky nipples like a full-time job—and he didn’t mind putting in some overtime. Then wanting to get more comfortable, he took her towel and placed it flat across the old desk and then eased her down. Lying down, she looked like an artist’s masterpiece. No doubt about it, she was definitely someone that he wanted to take his time with, and given their current situation, they had nothing but time on their hands. He started to climb up on the desk with her, when she held out a hand to stop him.

  “Take yours off,” she whispered.

  Hylan glanced down and knew that she was referring to his towel. “You do it.” Instantly, her lips quirked up with a mischievous smile, but he waited patiently as she slowly lifted a hand and then slipped it down the front of his towel. The heavy terry-cloth tented higher. Still, he waited, watching her face for a reaction when she finally saw all of him.

  He wasn’t disappointed.

  Nikki gave the towel a quick tug and it fell from his tapered hips easily. As creative and inventive as her imagination could get, it failed to do Hylan Dawson’s powerful physique justice. His smooth, thick and long cock needed to be in a museum or something. Its full mushroom head with its cute indentation at the top practically begged to be touched and caressed and she didn’t want to disappoint the handsome fella.

  At the first touch of her fingers, Hylan sucked in a breath that made his dick jump in her hands. But when her hands wrapped around his thick shaft and began to slide up and down, his body experienced its own spike in temperature. He moved closer to the desk, giving her room and an opportunity to glide her hand all the way down to the base of his cock and then up around his purpling head.

  When his gaze returned to her face, he loved the way she seemed fascinated by what she was doing. At that moment, he knew he had to have her—more than he needed air to breathe. The look of raw desire sparkling in her eyes as well, let him know he would have her.

  “You have the prettiest dick I’ve ever seen,” she whispered.

  He laughed, his cock jumping in her hand as he did so. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard Junior described as pretty before.”

  “Junior?”

  Hylan carefully climbed up on the desk like a prowling panther. “I had to name him something. After all, he has a mind of his own.” He kissed her softly.

  “Really?” she asked, fighting back a giggle.

  “Um-hmm.” His head sank lower so he could nibble on her right earlobe.

  She released her hold and in return his heavy cock smacked against her flat stomach. “Oh God,” she quivered and trembled. How many times had she sat looking at his pictures, wondering what it would be like to make love to him? Probably too many to count. A man with his reputation, it was only natural for a woman’s curiosity to be piqued.

  And now that she stood at the brink of doing something that she’d only dreamed of, that flopping in her belly stopped and what felt like a million butterflies started fluttering in perfect unison. Was it possible to have stage fright before sex? With so little experience, what if he was disappointed in her performance? That scary thought raced through her mind for a second but in the next, Hylan’s mouth returned to her breasts and her head, once again, emptied of all thoughts.

  In no time at all, the burgeoning lovers turned that ice-box of a basement into a raging inferno. Nikki’s limbs felt as though they were melting—but in a good way, in fact, in the best way possible. His mouth and hands weren’t just kissing her, they were worshipping her. And the lower his head went, the more butterflies broke from their cocoons.

  “Spread your legs for me, baby.” He kissed her just above the door of her femininity and then watched as she opened herself up before his greedy eyes.

  With lust-filled eyes, she watched a broad smile slide across his lips. Nikki’s heart skipped a beat at his obvious approval and waited with bated breath to see what he would do next. She thought that he would just get to the nitty-gritty and dive in, but he surprised her by raining more kisses on her thighs and behind her knees. Then, she felt the feathery touch of his index finger glide along the lips of her pussy. She was wet before, but she was practically drenched now.

  The kissing continued as he slowly dipped his finger in to test the waters. It sailed inside with a silky squish and then flickered at the base of her clit.

  “Oh my God,” she panted as her eyes damn near rolled to the back of her head.

  “You like that, hmm?” Hylan asked, his mouth creeping so close she could feel his breath warming the corner of her thigh. When she didn’t answer, mainly because she couldn’t, he slipped in a second finger.

  Nikki’s hips came up off the desk, but that only helped his fingers sink deeper.

  “How about that?” he asked. “Is that better?”

  “O-oh God, yes.” She tried to lower her hips, but for each stroke of his fingers, they came back up and he would go even deeper. It was a wonderful roller coaster ride that kept her dizzy. Again, that was nothing compared to when Hylan’s mouth finally settled over her pink clit. “Aw,” she moaned. Tears surfaced and leaked out of the corners of her eyes as she shuddered in delight. His tongue made lazy figure eights against her clit, while his fingers continued their deep stroking.

  Approaching delirium, Nikki tossed her head from side to side. Her hips surged and rotated while her breathing thinned to the point that she was either coming or about to go into cardiac arrest.

  Hylan kept lapping her up as her body’s honey trickled against his tongue. The woman just kept on getting sweeter and he knew that at any moment he was going to be suffering from a sugar high. He removed his hand and stiffened his tongue to hit the lining of her pussy.

  Nikki’s entire body vibrated. Her heart was seconds from pounding its way out of her chest and a sudden white light appeared from behind her closed eyelids. Whatever self-control she’d held onto was tossed out the window when Hylan’s tongue hit the right spot at the right time. She cried out his name as her legs collapsed and her knees locked behind his head.

  And yet, Hylan’s tongue refused to relent. She inched up the desk and tried to push his head away, but with her locked knees, her efforts were rendered useless.

  “I—I can’t breathe,” she gasped, but even that declaration failed to get her any mercy. A second orgasm started building at the base of her clit and before she could prepare herself Hylan hit the detonation button and her body gushed more honey than he knew what to do with.

  Satisfied that she was primed and ready, Hylan reached behind his head and pulled her legs open. One glance at the table, he knew that there was really only one position that was going to work best for them. He climbed up her body and pressed a kiss against her lips so he could share her rich taste. “I want you to ride me, baby. You think you can do that?”

  Hell yeah. Of course if he said that he wanted her to swing from the moon, she would have agreed to that, too.

  He effortlessly shifted their bodies so that he laid back on the damp towel and she lay on top
of him. When she pushed herself up so she could straddle him, the fear of not being experienced enough came raging back. Up until now, she had only had sex in the missionary position. But how hard could this be? She looked down and tried to decide whether she should plant her feet on either side of him or on her knees.

  “Is there something wrong?” he asked.

  Nikki’s face heated with embarrassment. “No. I—um…” She fumbled, deciding to put her feet down.

  “You’ve done this before, haven’t you? You’re not a virgin…are you?”

  “No,” she snapped, close to tears. “It’s just that I’ve never…”

  Hylan sat up and delivered another kiss against her trembling lips. “Shh. It’s okay.” He reached down and helped position her knees on the hardwood desk while her lips parted, inviting his tongue.

  She quivered when his tongue licked the inside of her cheek. While he distracted her with his erotic kiss, his hand reached in between their bodies and shifted his steel-like erection into her silky opening. Her body’s wet lips parted easily, accommodating the thick mushroom head of his cock.

  “Hold on to me,” he whispered.

  Nikki complied by gripping his shoulders and then fervently prayed that she would be able to take in all of him.

  “Roll your hips for me, baby,” he whispered raggedly.

  Again, she followed orders and started rotating her hips and could feel his thick shaft slowly ease into her tight walls inch by glorious inch. There was so much of him that Nikki started to tense up, which only tightened her wall.

  Hylan hissed as his face contorted with pleasure. She was as tight as a drum and it was making his toes curl. “I need you to relax, baby. Relax.”

  She tried, but was having a hard time of it. There was no way she was going to be able to fit him all the way in. No way.

  Realizing that he needed to loosen her up or come prematurely, Hylan slipped his other hand in between them and started rubbing her clit with the pad of his thumb. He smiled when he heard her small gasp, but more importantly, he felt her when her muscles loosened and more honey lubricated her inner walls. “Ah. That’s it, baby,” he praised. After a few more strokes to her clit, he managed to impale her with his full length.

  Nikki’s head was lost in the clouds. She was vaguely aware of his hands settling on her hips and helping her make small bounces up and down on his cock. That was about it. She was too consumed by a bliss that she could never put into words. One thing she knew for sure, she never wanted it to end.

  Hylan got off watching Nikki’s enraptured face as much as the feel of her body gliding up and down him. He thought that she was beautiful before, but now she had a glow about her that was positively breathtaking. His hands slid up from her waist back up to her full breasts, where he squeezed and pinched her hard nipples. Damn. This woman could get a brotha caught up.

  Her muscles tightened again. His hands fell back to her hips as he clamped his jaw tight. When he felt it again, he knew what was happening. “Are you ready to come, baby?”

  Her answer was a helpless whimper as her fingers dug into his shoulders.

  He reached up again, this time pulling her close so that her jiggling breasts rocked against his chest and his face buried in her damp hair. “You coming, baby?” he asked, because he was cruising toward that cliff himself. “Tell me, baby. I don’t want to come without you.”

  She whimpered and tightened again.

  Hylan’s hips picked up speed. His low, deep moans blended with her whimpering sighs to make their own unique music. Soon after, he knew the evitable was approaching. “Come with me, baby,” he pleaded.

  Nikki’s lips found his just as they took that final leap and cried out into the stratosphere. They soared for so high and so long, it truly felt as if they were never going to come back down. One thing for sure, if and when they did, nothing would ever be the same between them.

  Chapter 11

  Hours later, Nikki’s eyes fluttered open. At first she was confused to find herself curled into the crook of a man’s arms. Let’s face it, it didn’t happen often. When she inhaled the man’s now-familiar scent and took note of the delicious ache between her thighs, everything came back to her in vibrant color and put a big ole smile on her face.

  She slowly and gently tried to lift her head so she could get a better look at her new lover. It wasn’t easy because Hylan had completely encased her in his arms as if he was a human blanket. For the most part, it worked. She wasn’t the slightest bit cold. But how long had they been down there? It was impossible to tell, with there being no windows and all. Of course the more important question was how long would they be down there. Maybe they would be down there long enough to have sex again.

  She definitely wouldn’t mind that. Hell, until Hylan, she thought sex was overrated when the truth was, she’d been missing out. Nikki then wondered if he would object if she woke him up for another go-round. Then again, she’d never heard of a man turning down sex before. But how should she go about doing it—tap him on the shoulder and ask him politely? Maybe just roll him back onto his back and hop on top of him. She sort of liked riding on top.

  “I take it that all the squirming you’re doing means that you’re awake?” Hylan said, his chin bumping against the top of her head.

  “Sorry. Did I wake you?” she asked, timidly.

  “No.” His arms tightened around her. “I’ve been awake for a few minutes…thinking.”

  Hearing the heavy note in his voice, Nikki suspected his thinking wasn’t a good sign. But as the silence stretched between them, she felt compelled to ask, “What were you thinking about?”

  “Us,” he stated simply.

  She knew it. Nikki closed her eyes and cursed herself for giving into him so easily. She knew that he was the type to just hit it and quit it and she screwed him anyway. Why was she always making such stupid mistakes?

  Nikki pushed at Hylan’s arms. “Let me up.”

  “Why? What’s wrong?”

  Tears stung Nikki’s eyes as she pushed again. “I said, let me up!”

  Hylan finally relented and unfolded his arms. “You’re angry,” he said.

  “I am not,” she lied, climbing off the desk and fighting back tears.

  “What is it with you? Why can’t you just be honest with me?” he thundered. “If I’ve done something to upset you, then just say so.”

  Nikki snatched her towel and tilted her chin while she covered her nude body.

  Hylan huffed out an exasperated breath. “I must be out of my mind, thinking that I wanted to try to get to know you better. To do that would require honest communication.”

  “It’s not you, okay?” She tossed up her hands, exasperated. “It’s me. It’s always me.” Nikki drew in a deep breath, but as she exhaled her body trembled. “What happened here…between us…was a mistake,” she finally choked out.

  “Oh really?” Hylan sat up. Unashamed of his body, he made no attempt to cover up.

  “C’mon.” She shook her head. “Let’s be real. We hardly even know each other.”

  “Apparently, that didn’t stop us from getting married.”

  “Ha-ha. Now look who’s being a comedian.”

  “Guilty,” he said. “I’m trying to lighten the mood here. Forgive me. But I just don’t know when everything turned so serious between us.”

  “That’s just it,” she charged, looking to meet his confused gaze. “You don’t take any relationship seriously. You’re a certified playa, womanizer, philanderer, gigolo—”

  “Ah, ah, ah. Gigolo implies that I’ve had sex for money and I’ve never gone down that slippery slope.”

  “See. You can’t even be serious about this,” she said, tossing up her hands. The basement’s chill returned and started to seep into her bones. She shivered and hugged herself.

  “Will you just come back over here and let me warm you up?”

  “No, thank you. I know the kind of warming up you have in mind.”

/>   Irritation tightened Hylan’s jaw. “I don’t recall you complaining earlier.”

  “That’s because I couldn’t think straight.”

  “And now you are?” he asked.

  Hell no! “Yes,” she lied again. “And I think getting involved with you would be a huge mistake.”

  “Again, you can’t get involved with me, but you can tell anyone who’ll stand still that we’re married?”

  Nikki stomped her foot against the concrete. “Will you stop bringing that up?”

  “Excuuuse me. Well, it is the big pink elephant in the room.” He shook his head at this unbelievable conversation. “I mean, how am I to take that you don’t mind pretending to be my wife, but you’re suddenly repulsed by the idea of making love to me?”

  “What? No. I didn’t say that.” She drew a deep breath and tried to figure her loopy thinking out. “I just meant that…”

  “You just meant what?” he pressed.

  Nikki forced her gaze back to his. “I just know that you and me…would never work out. You’re the kind of guy that doesn’t stick around.” She watched him as he drew in a deep breath. “I know that my sleeping with you is just going to complicate matters. I’m already feeling things that…” she dropped her head back down.

  Hylan knew where she was going, even though he didn’t like it. And he knew that she was right. But it didn’t stop him from wanting her. “Look,” he started softly. “Maybe things are going a little fast between us but…I, in no way, think that what happened down here was a mistake.”

  “You don’t?” Her surprise echoed clearly in her voice.

  Hylan stood and walked over to her. “Of course not.” He pulled her into his arms. “Trust me. If not now, I would’ve been plotting and strategizing to get you into my bed before you left here.”