Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Books by Samantha Wolfe
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Coming soon...
About the Author
An Act of Restraint
Order & Chaos Book 1
By
Samantha Wolfe
Copyright © 2016 Samantha Wolfe
All rights reserved.
Books by Samantha Wolfe
Beautifully Broken Trilogy
Let Me Love You:Beautifully Broken Book 1
Let Me Save You:Beautifully Broken Book 2
Let Me Heal You:Beautifully Broken Book 3
Breathless Trilogy
You Are My Air: Breathless Book 1
You Are My Love: Breathless Book 2
You Are My Life: Breathless Book 3
Order & Chaos Trilogy
An Act of Restraint: Order & Chaos Book 1
An Act of Release: Order & Chaos Book 2 (Late Summer 2016)
We can never forget there are many ways of making love.
-Naomi Tani
Chapter 1
Jenny
I slammed the shot glass down onto the bar with a solid thump that I barely heard over the pounding dance music. I turned away from the bar and shivered as the tequila burned harshly in my chest.
"That's the stuff," Tori said as she thumped her empty shot glass on the bar behind me. She shuddered like she was trying to shake off the alcohol, and turned toward the dance floor. Her taupe off-the-shoulder dress slipped a little further down one arm as she absently ran her hands down her curvy hips to her almost illegally short hemline.
"Hell yeah!" I blurted out as I readjusted the low neck line of my short black spaghetti-strapped dress to show off the girls to their best effect. I wiggled my hips excitedly. The fringe along the hem swished around my mid thighs, making the length of the skirt a little less indecent. I was trying to look sexy, not slutty. It was a fine line.
"Well, hello," Tori said suggestively, and I followed her gaze to the right. Her blue eyes were pinned to a guy just off the dance floor, with short thick reddish-brown hair and a perfectly groomed full beard. He was dangerously good-looking and leanly muscular, with full sleeve tattoos and more ink on his chest peeking out of the v-neck of his red T-shirt. I shivered. That was the kind of man I steered clear of, and not because I didn't find him attractive. A bad-boy like that was my Kryptonite. The kind of man I might get hooked on and addicted to. The kind of man who might lure me into something more than a one-night stand or just being a fuck buddy.
Tori threw her long blond curls back over her shoulder, and started walking seductively toward the guy, zooming in on him like a heat-seeking missile. Tori was more than welcome to him. I saw someone more to my liking next to him anyway.
This guy was gorgeous. He was tall, with his broad muscular shoulders perfectly filling out the dark T-shirt he was wearing. His short dark hair was messily styled, and his dark brows framed some seriously beautiful dark eyes. Oh yeah, that was the one.
I stalked toward my quarry, all wagging hips and sultry eyes. I caught his gaze half way across the distance between us, and threw him a sexy smile before his eyes moved down to my chest. I used my ample breasts to full effect as I sucked in a breath, making my chest rise and fall hypnotically. I watched in satisfaction as his mouth gaped open, and he continued staring. He didn't meet my eyes again until I was standing directly in front of him.
This close, his warm brown eyes were even more beautiful than I thought, and there was an unbelievably sexy stubble on his face. I itched to have it rubbing between my thighs. He smiled back at me, his lips full and sensual. I wanted to bite his lower lip and tug on it. I leaned in close, so he could hear me, and also get a good look down at my cleavage again. He smelled amazing, a perfect blend of musky cologne and man.
"Will you dance with me?" I asked him in a low sensual tone as I looked up at him through lowered lashes. His eyes slid up from my chest to my mouth, and he bit his lower lip slightly. Oh yeah, he was interested.
"I'd love too," he said close to my ear, his voice smooth and deep, with a wry undertone. It was almost shiver inducing. He lifted a hand to me, and I took it. His grip was warm, firm, and confident as he laced his fingers with mine and led me out onto the crowded dance floor.
He turned to face me when we found a clear spot to dance. He started to move, dancing close to me, but not invading my space as he eyed me appreciatively. The man could dance, his hips moving in a sexual way that wasn't over the top, but probably spoke of his ability in bed. It was a good sign.
I danced closer to him, laying my hands on his abdomen, the hard planes of his muscles feeling good under my palms. He put his hands on my hips as we gyrated together. He leaned his head down and put his lips next to my ear.
"What's your name?" he asked as one of his hands slid up to my lower back. I liked how warm it felt through the thin fabric of my dress.
"Jenny," I answered as I brought my arms up around his neck and pressed my pelvis into his. Oh yeah, he was definitely turned on. "What's yours?"
He raised his head to meet my eyes. "I'm Jake." His voice was husky now, and I could see desire simmering in his eyes. "Your eyes are the most stunning shade of blue I've ever seen. They're beautiful."
"Thank you." I smiled warmly because Jake sounded like a nice guy. It was refreshing, compared to the guys who only seemed capable of complimenting my tits or my ass. I knew this whole thing was about sex, but it was nice to be treated like a lady occasionally.
We danced for quite a while after that, neither of us talking as we moved together sensuously, even during the faster songs. I could feel a fine sheen of sweat covering my body as much from my physical exertion as the arousal Jake was inciting in me. The sexual chemistry between us was off the charts. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to sleep with him tonight, and that it would be incredible.
When we finally decided to take a break, Jake led me to the bar and offered to buy me a drink. I took a moment to find Tori on the dance floor. She and the tattooed guy were all over each other. I caught her eye, and she gave me a nod, that I returned. It looked like both of us were going to get what we wanted tonight. I turned my attention back to Jake, and we both ended up taking a couple of shots of Patron before heading out to dance again.
This time around, Jake was a lot more hands on, the tequila emboldening him. He grabbed my ass in both hands, and ground his pelvis into mine as the music pulsed around us. I could feel his sizable erection pressing against me, and I couldn't wait to see what he could do with it later. I clenched my fingers into his soft hair and pulled his face closer to me. He took the hint enthusiastically, and crushed his lips against mine, his tongue tangling with mine deliciously. He was an exceptional kisser, and I couldn't help moaning as I wondered what else he could do with that talented mouth. I felt pulsing pleasure zip down to my clit and throb there tortuously.
"Take me home with you," I murmured against his lips. "I want you to fuck me."
He pulled back with an incredulous expression that quickly morphed into stark desire. One of his hands slid up into my dark hair, and he gave me another hard panty-soaking kiss before grabbing my hand and pulling me with him to the nearest exit. Luckily, I was adept at moving fast in my stilettos, or I might have stumbled and fell. As it was, I couldn't help la
ughing at his enthusiasm as we emerged into the warm and humid late July night.
Jake turned abruptly and pressed my back against the nearby wall. He grabbed my ass in one hand, and cupped one of my breasts in the other roughly. Mmm, things just kept getting better. I dug my nails into his chest and reveled in his gasped reaction.
"Where's your car?" I asked him breathlessly. I was feeling impatient and wanted to get out of here.
"I don't drive when I drink," he said in a rough voice. "We'll take a cab."
"You're awfully responsible," I said wryly as I met his gorgeous eyes.
He shrugged with a sheepish smile. "I'd rather not have a D.U.I on my record."
"Good point." I nodded once. "Let's get that cab then, because I'm not a patient woman."
"Alright," he replied as his smile twisted wickedly.
We were fortunate to get a cab within moments, and Jake chivalrously opened the door of the vehicle for me. He came around the other side and climbed in, giving the cabbie his address as he pulled the door closed. I immediately pulled my phone out of my wristlet and typed in his address, sending it to Tori. I looked over to see Jake eying me curiously as the cab pulled away from the curb.
"What are you doing?" he asked in a perplexed tone.
"I sent your address to a friend of mine," I explained evenly. "If she doesn't hear from me by a set time, then she'll have the cops knocking at your door."
His eyes widened in surprise.
"A girl can't be too careful these days." I shrugged one shoulder and put my phone away.
"Okay," he said with a laugh. "I'll try not to shove you down a well in my basement, and send you lotion in a bucket with a rope before then."
I raised my brows and gave him a wide-eyed stare of shock, somehow keeping my face straight. The humor in his eyes quickly turned to panic.
"Whoa." He held his hands up in a placating gesture. "I'm just kidding."
A smile finally managed to pull at one corner of my mouth. "I know," I said in amusement. "I'm just fucking with you."
He snorted out a laugh. "Shit. You had me going there for a second."
"Sorry," I told him as I scooted across the seat toward him. I put my lips against his ear. "I'll make it up to you later. I promise." I sucked his earlobe into my mouth, and nipped at it firmly. Jake groaned and pulled me into his lap. He kissed me yet again, his lips forceful and demanding,
"Don't worry, Jenny," he whispered against my lips. "You're safe with me. I promise."
"Oh yeah?" I asked with a smirk. "Why should I believe you?"
"Because," he leaned back and gave me a wide toothy grin, "I don't even have a basement."
I busted out laughing. Oh yeah, tonight was going to be a whole hell of a lot of fun.
**********
I watched Jake push the door of his apartment closed, then attacked him. I shoved him back roughly against the door and seized his belt in my hands, enjoying the surprised yet pleased expression on his face.
"I guess you weren't kidding about not being a patient woman," he said in an amused husky voice. He smiled down at me as I lowered myself to my knees.
"You have no idea," I whispered suggestively as I finally got his belt out of my way and started undoing his fly. He sifted his fingers softly through my straight dark hair as he continued watching me avidly. Part of me was a little disappointed that he let me take over so easily without a fight. I appreciated a challenge more than I cared to admit to myself.
I finished lowering his zipper, and reached into his briefs for what I wanted. He was long and very hard, but not quite as thick as I would have preferred, but it wasn't anything I couldn't work with. I looked up and held his gaze as I gripped the base of his cock and placed a gentle kiss on the tip, then licked the length of him several times. Men loved it when you stared right at them when performing oral sex. A lot of women were too insecure in their sexuality to pull it off. I didn't have that problem. So when I took him into my mouth, I saw every nuance of his reaction. From his gaping mouth to his fluttering eyes, and it made me feel powerful and utterly feminine.
I worked him to the best of my ability with my mouth and fist, enjoying his heavy breathing and occasional cursing under his breath as I blew him. Unfortunately, his hands in my hair never got rough like I hoped, but some guys just weren't into that. There was something to be said about having a guy try to take what he wanted, even if I planned to fight them for control tooth and nail.
His body stiffened when he got close to his orgasm, so I pulled him out of my mouth reluctantly. I really did enjoy performing oral sex all the way to the end, but I wanted his release for when he was buried inside me instead.
"Where's your room?" I asked as I stood up, his cock still in my hand. I stroked him gently, loving the feel of the velvet skin over his hardness.
He let out a shuddering breath before speaking. "Upstairs." He pointed above us. I nodded and took his hand, leading him past a small kitchen on my left to a set of open stairs on the right. His place was very masculine with lots of brown leather furniture, minimal decor, and white walls with wooden beams stretching across the high ceiling.
We made our way up the steps to the loft that served as his bedroom. It was only separated from the rest of the apartment by an iron railing that overlooked the living room.
"Nice place," I murmured as I gave Jake my full attention again, pulling him with me toward his king-sized bed.
"Thanks," he murmured absently as he stared at my breasts with heated eyes.
I fisted his T-shirt in my hands, and he followed willingly as I dragged him over to the bed. I gave him a hard shove that sent him falling backwards onto the bed. I took a step back and reached up to pull one spaghetti strap off my shoulder. He rose up on his elbows, so he could see me better. I pulled the other strap down as his eyes grew darker. I shimmied the stretchy fabric down off my breasts, exposing my strapless black lace bra. Then I pushed my dress down over my matching lace thong and let it fall to pool on the floor around my feet. His eyes roamed up and down my body appreciatively as he toed his shoes off.
"Do you like what you see?" I asked him in a low tone filled with arousal.
"Definitely." His cock was still free from his jeans and standing at attention as he nodded with enthusiasm.
"Do you want to see more?"
"Oh fuck yes," he growled out.
I reached slowly behind my back and unclasped my bra, holding it over myself for a moment before tossing it aside. His eyes lit up as he stared at my breasts. My nipples were already hard and standing at attention. I turned around and pushed my panties down next, taking my time as I watched him over my shoulder.
His eyes were pinned to my ass, his eyes practically black with desire now. I turned back around and stalked toward him as he hurriedly pulled his T-shirt over his head and threw it aside. Holy shit, his upper body was just as hot as I hoped it would be. His stomach was flat and chiseled, and the muscles of his shoulders and arms perfectly defined but not too bulky. Oh yeah, this would do nicely.
I grabbed the waistband of his jeans and boxer briefs, then jerked them down his legs and pulling them off of him. I climbed onto the bed still in my heels, straddling his hips and pressing my pussy against the underside of his cock. I leaned forward and kissed him fiercely, finally getting to suck his lower lip between my teeth and tug on it the way I'd wanted to all night. He groaned loudly and kissed me back for several moments until we were both panting for air.
"I'm already wet," I murmured as I sat up and rubbed myself up and down his length. I glided my hands up his body, from his abs to his pecs, and sank my nails into his skin.
"Fuck me," he blurted out as his hands flew up to cup my breasts. His grip was firm and so very warm. I arched my back and sighed, pushing my breasts further into his hands. This time he was rougher, squeezing them and thumbing my nipples until I moaned in pleasure. I gyrated my hips around in a circle, grinding my clit against his erection. Now, I was feeling very impatie
nt.
"Condom?" I asked in a voice harsh with arousal.
"Nightstand drawer," he answered in a deep lust-laden growl.
I leaned over and pulled open the drawer, finding a box of condoms and snatching one out hastily. I stared down at Jake as he watched me rip the packet apart with my teeth. I raised my hips and sheathed him quickly, then gripped him firmly in my hand and lined him up with my opening. I was so wet that I sank down onto him smoothly, both of us gasping as our bodies came together.
He felt good as he filled me completely, his head bumping against my cervix delightfully as he hit the end of me. I took the lead again, his hands still holding my breasts as I began riding him roughly. I relentlessly pursued my release as Jake's eyes practically rolled back in his head. He started making the sexiest groans and growls, murmuring how good it felt and how sexy I was. It wasn't exactly the filthy talk I preferred, but at least he was trying here.
I reached between my legs and started helping myself along. Jake's eyes flashed down to watch as he cursed again, his eyes lighting up in appreciation. This was another thing men loved to watch. A lot of women were too embarrassed for this, but I wanted to get off, and I'd do whatever I had to do to get there. Luckily, Jake was unbelievably hot and admiring his gorgeous body helped too.
With a bone deep shudder, my release burst out of me in a rush. I wailed out as it ignited me into fiery bliss. It coursed through me, shivering through my limbs in tingling pleasure and making me arch my back. Fuck yes, that was what I needed. As I came back down, I met Jake's eyes and noticed his wide grin.
"Holy shit, that was fucking hot," he blurted out. "I want to see that again."
I leaned in close to his lips, my nails digging into his pecs. "Then fuck me, Jake," I growled darkly. "Fuck me hard, and I'll do it again."
I didn't have to tell him twice. He immediately flipped us over, his cock still buried inside me, until he was above me. He began pounding into me now, finally giving in to his own desires. Watching his hard body working was a pleasure, my hands reaching up to grip his luscious ass, so I could feel the muscles flexing as he thrust into me repeatedly. Another orgasm hit me, and I screamed as I dug my nails into his ass. He grunted in pain, but didn't falter as his eyes burned into mine.
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