by Fox, Nicole
He laughed. “I think it all depends on the company.”
“How’s that?” I leaned back a little so I could look into his face. He was fun to talk to, even when we weren’t talking about anything.
Snake tipped his head to the side. “My theory is that if you’re dancing with someone you don’t like, you’re not going to do well. You’ll be stiff, awkward. But dancing with someone you like is completely different. It comes naturally.”
I giggled as he spun me around, letting go with one hand and then pulling me back to him with a quick snap of his arm. I stumbled into him, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t remember having so much fun in my life. “You’re something else, you know that?”
“If you say so.”
The song ended, and we returned to our seats. Dancing had made me thirsty, and I took another long pull of my whiskey and Coke. “This is good stuff. I don’t know where it’s been all my life.”
“Yeah, maybe you ought to slow down a little.” Snake gently took the glass from my hand and set it on his side of the table. “I have a feeling you aren’t usually much of a drinker.”
This time when I smiled it felt as though the corners of my mouth stretched all the way to my ears. I tried to stop, but I couldn’t. “Not really, but I think I will be from now on.” I leaned against the back of my seat. The little black purse Juniper had helped me pick out fell to the floor. I got out of the chair to pick it up, but I nearly fell over in the process. “I’m a little dizzy,” I said with a snicker.
Snake stood up and put his arms around me. “Let’s get you to the motel. I think you’ve had enough.”
“But I’m having fun,” I insisted just before I tripped over my own foot. He caught me before I hit the floor and pulled me into his arms. I was definitely drunk, but having such close contact with him was increasing my high.
Guiding me out into the night, Snake went right past his bike and toward the sidewalk. “I think it’s safer if we just walk,” he said.
I tried to nod but I tipped to the side and fell into him.
“Okay. Come on.” With one quick, easy motion, he picked me up and carried me in his arms.
The sensation was almost too much on top of feeling dizzy and excited. I could have been flying as we crossed the street that way, soaring through the night air with glee. He set me down just long enough to unlock our door, and then he picked me back up again and laid me gently on the bed. He pulled off my shoes and came around the side of the bed to look at me. “You just rest for a little while. I’ll find you a bottle of water or something.”
Before he could step away from the bed, I reached up and grabbed his collar. “I want to thank you.”
“For what?” His face was gentle, and he didn’t try to pull out of my grip.
“For everything.” I couldn’t stop looking at him. With that strong nose, square jaw, and the way he had scooped me up so easily, Snake was the most intriguing thing in the room. “But mostly for just being so damn good looking.” I pulled him down toward me and pressed my lips to his.
It wasn’t the same as the last time he had kissed me, back in that motel room in Johnson City. It wasn’t some strange man trying to get something out of me. Instead, we were two people who were trying to leave the world behind in pursuit of something new. I tasted him as though tasting something fresh and exotic.
Snake groaned hungrily as he put his fists on either side of my head and leaned over the bed. He was closer to me now, deepening the kiss, and he probed my mouth with his tongue. The feel of the rough surfaces gliding over each other made me hot between my legs, and I didn’t try to push him away when he lifted my shirt, ran his hand over my stomach, and wrapped it around my hip.
I felt as dizzy and distant as though I was experiencing all of this through someone else’s body, but it was so good that I didn’t want it to end. Taking my hand off his collar, I put my wrists behind his neck and pulled him closer. He succumbed easily to the pressure, one leg coming over me until his knee was on the bed.
Now he broke the kiss to trail his lips down my jaw and neck. He flipped my shirt up in one swift motion in order to explore my breasts. His hands were all over me, smoothing across my ass and up my back. I arched my hips toward him, encouraging him, and he gladly took the hint. Snake took my tank top completely off and flung it across the room. Next came the wide belt Juniper had picked out for me, and then he was wiggling my jeans down off my hips.
Just as he reached for my panties, I stopped him. “You can’t be the only one having any fun.” I pushed him off me so I could sit up on the edge of the bed. I didn’t dare stand up in case I fell over again. With his help, I pulled his shirt over his head. I was right at eye level with his stomach, and I marveled at the muscled smoothness of his stomach. I had not missed the tattoos that covered his arms, but I finally realized what they were. A huge cobra coiled from his upper chest, across his shoulder, and down his left arm.
“Is that why they call you Snake?” I asked teasingly as I traced my fingertips over the fine scales.
“It’s one of the reasons. Maybe you can figure out the other one.”
I had him out of his boots and pants until he was standing before me in his boxer briefs. From the first moment I had seen him, I’d known he was good looking, but it was nothing compared to how he looked now. His muscles were long and sleek, powerful but not bulky. I could simply have stared at him for hours, especially considering the state I was in, but he was too gorgeous not to touch. I pulled him back down to me again.
“I have to tell you,” he said as his fingertips slipped inside the waistband of my panties and began pulling them down, “I’m not going to let you tease me this time. I want you, and I mean to have you.” His voice was husky in my ear.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I promised.
Snake brought his hands up to my bra, and he expertly unclasped the back and slipped it off my shoulders. “God, you’re beautiful.” He kissed one nipple and then the other, seeming to regret having to leave them alone for a moment while he took off his underwear.
I could feel his hardness against me as he lowered himself. Knowing that he was as turned on as I was made me so wet, but it also made me realize just how big of a step this was. “Um … Snake?”
His chocolate eyes were hard as they looked into mine. “Want to do something that will really piss your mom off?” The head of his dick pressed against me, throbbing, insisting.
My legs spread for him, welcoming him. “Yes,” I whispered.
“Tell me how badly you want me,” he commanded. “You’ve turned me down before, so you’re going to pay for it now. You have to convince me.”
“Please,” I begged. “Please, Snake. I need you inside me.” I trembled underneath him, so desperate to do this that I could barely stand it.
He didn’t make me plead for long. He pushed his hips forward and came into me. My eyes widened and I grabbed his upper arms as I gasped. I hadn’t expected him to feel so huge inside me, or to fill me up like he did. But it felt good, and I slowly made myself relax again. I was determined to enjoy this, to indulge in something I’d never had before.
“Are you okay?” He was concerned, but he didn’t stop. I could feel the urgency in his body; he wanted to take me much harder and faster, to satisfy his own cravings. But Snake slowly moved in and out of me, working gently until he knew I could handle it.
I nodded and moved my hips to put us at a better angle. Instead, my motion pushed him further inside me. Something changed, and a wave of pleasure shivered down my body. “Yes, very much so.”
He took me at my word and bent his head to work at my breasts once again, hardening them into pert buds as he caressed them with his tongue. I arched my back toward him, and he buried his face between the mounds.
Suddenly, he was pushing himself off me.
“What’s wrong?” I wondered what I had done. I didn’t want him to stop.
“Absolutely nothing.” He rolled over so that
he was next to me on the bed, and he reached out to grab me. “Come here. It’s your turn.” Snake brought me up and on top of him.
I sucked in a breath, surprised and yet excited. Straddling his hips, I slowly found the tip of his cock and plunged myself down on him. I slowly undulated my hips, realizing that I now had control. I could determine how deep he went inside me, how he rubbed against that special spot, and how fast we went. I picked up speed slightly, eager to please him as well as myself. I braced my hands on the pillow on either side of his head.
Snake ran his hands up my arms to my shoulders and pulled me down toward him until my breasts hung in his face. He once again buried himself between them, turning to the side to suckle hard on the left one until he felt me flinch. Then he moved to the other, his hips bucking in time to my movements as he worked. I felt his hands down my back, in my hair, and across my ass.
Never before had I experienced someone who wanted me so badly, who wanted to touch every inch of my skin all at once. I was doing something wild and free, and I was enjoying it so much more than I ever imagined I could. I tossed my head back and closed my eyes, paying attention to every quiver of my body until it built up into a crescendo. I pulsed around his cock, drawing him in further as if even my body knew I couldn’t get enough of him. Explosions lit fireworks behind my eyes, and I let out a soft moan.
“There you go, baby. You get everything you need, and then it’s going to be my turn.”
Both his generosity and his claim on me turned me on all the more, and I bit back a scream as yet another orgasm washed over my body.
“Don’t hold back,” he encouraged in a low voice. “Let anyone who wants to hear us know how much you’re enjoying yourself. It’s your moment.”
I couldn’t help but obey. My hips slammed against him as every muscle in my body—even muscles I hadn’t known existed—contracted and released in a blissful rush of pleasure. The scream came barreling up through my lungs, born of some wild animal instinct buried deep inside me. When it was over, mini pulses continued to rack my body, and I couldn’t take any more.
Snake acted quickly, moving me around like a rag doll as he set me aside and stood up. He pulled me to the edge of the mattress, spreading my legs and entering me once again. This time, he wasn’t so gentle. He slammed himself against me, holding me by my hips to keep me in place. His balls smacked into me as he worked, and the sensation made me tighten up inside all over again. I caressed my breasts with my hands as they jiggled and bounced, feeling so horny, so sexy, so wanted. Snake’s grip on my hips hardened as he plowed me harder, and I felt his girth expand. He closed his eyes and grunted as he filled me, diving as deep as he could as he got his pleasure.
When he was done, he collapsed on top of me. He was breathing heavily and drops of sweat clung to his brow as he rested his face against my breasts. I ran my hands through his thick hair and smiled.
Chapter 9 Snake
When the morning sun filtered through the windows of the motel room, I rolled over and buried my face in the pillow. It had been a late night, and I hadn’t gotten enough sleep. The few hours I had gotten, though, had been deep. A gentle movement in the bed next to me reminded me that I wasn’t alone.
I reached over and wrapped an arm around Bambi, pulling her close. She was tall, but she weighed nothing. I liked that I could throw her around a little, and I hoped I would have a chance to experiment with that some more. Our lovemaking had been amazing; I felt as though I had never truly been satisfied until that night. I kissed her shoulder as I curled my hand around her body to find her breast. Maybe we could have another round before breakfast.
But Bambi stiffened. It was a reaction of hers that I was beginning to become familiar with. It was only when she was pliant in my hands that she was truly relaxed. The rest of the time, she was tense and rigid like a doll. She held herself as tightly as she could, as though it would keep the rest of the world away, but it couldn’t work for long.
“Can I tell you something?” she asked quietly.
I had woken up with an erection, and I was ready to go again. Having her once had only made me want her more. I trailed my hand down her stomach and touched her gently between her legs. “Is it something we could talk about in a few minutes?”
She sucked in a breath, hesitating. “We could, but I really think you ought to know.”
Pushing myself up on my elbow, I looked down at her with curiosity. “What is it?”
“Well, um …” She bit her bottom lip, and it only made her sexier. Our late-night escapades had ended without any time for washing off her makeup, since we had instantly fallen asleep in each other’s arms when we were done. Her dark eyeshadow had smudged, but it did nothing to detract from her looks. “You see, what we did last night … I had never done that before.”
“You mean you’d only done it in missionary before?” We hadn’t done anything too crazy. I didn’t get it.
Bambi’s cheeks flushed a pale pink. “No, I mean that I was a virgin until last night.” Her voice was barely a whisper.
I couldn’t have heard her right. “You’re joking.” It wasn’t a question, as I was determined for my statement to be true.
“I’m not.” Her eyes were glossy, threatening tears. “I hadn’t ever done that before. Any of it.”
Shocked and yet somewhat pleased, I pulled her to my chest and held her tightly. “That’s hard to believe. You’re so beautiful. I would have thought some guy would have gotten to you already.” I racked my brain, trying to think if I had even met a virgin anytime in the last five years other than her.
She shook her head, and her hair brushed against my skin. “No. I hardly ever even went on any dates. Mother kept me so tightly under her wing, and the only time I could go out was if it was someone she approved of. I know you haven’t met her, but I can tell you there weren’t very many guys who fell I that category.”
I hadn’t met the woman, but I had seen her in the car during the parade and I’d heard her harsh voice in front of the courthouse. “No, I can imagine not.”
“I’m sorry. I should have told you beforehand. But I got so carried away, and I just didn’t think about it.” She shrank down against the pillow, and I wondered just what she had been through that had made her so submissive. Bambi had told me about her childhood, but I had a feeling I didn’t know the full extent of the abuse. “I’m sorry, Snake.”
Pulling gently on her shoulder so she had to roll over, I looked down into her eyes. They were big and brown, like a doe’s, and so deep I could get lost in them. “First of all, stop apologizing. I’m glad I was the one to do it. What I want to know is, do you regret it?” It was too late to change things, but I had to know.
She gave me a faint smile. “No.”
“Good.” I pulled her into me again, wrapping my arm around her and holding her close. I was no longer eager to do it again right away. We could wait, and she could rest. Besides, my mind was too busy working. There were so many things to think about. Knowing that Bambi had been a virgin had changed things more than I would have imagined. She wasn’t just a conquest, although if I was honest with myself she had stopped being one long before now. This woman was someone I was going to protect, and I would do anything to keep her safe. I had changed her life, and I was responsible for her.
Bambi sighed contentedly against my chest, and I dropped a kiss on her temple. “I’m going to go find us something to eat.”
I got dressed quickly and stepped outside, the morning sunshine harsh after the dark cocoon of our motel room. I blinked and pulled on my shades, noticing that a few of the guys were standing near their bikes. “There any good grub nearby?”
Rusty just grinned at me. “Why would you need breakfast? Sounded like you were eating plenty of pussy last night. Didn’t that fill you up?”
I shook my head. “I guess that means your room is next to mine? Hope we didn’t keep you up too late. Actually, I hope we did.”
“Just late enough to kno
w you’re in the running for the bet.” Rusty thumbed over his shoulder at the building. “They really ought to make those walls more soundproof.”
I looked behind me at the motel office. “Yeah, what are you going to do about the bet? Did you manage to lay your hands on the manager at this motel as well?”
Rubble stepped up and punched Rusty in the shoulder. “Only if he’s into hairy foreign guys.”
We all laughed, and I had never felt so alive. I had a beautiful woman in my room, and I was with my friends. I had it all.
Rusty shoved Rubble aside. “Very funny. What about you, Snake? Are we going to have to take your little blonde beauty queen back to Myrtle Creek? Then I guess we’ll have to come back in a few weeks and see if she’s starting to look fat.”