by Nina Levine
Her gaze is drawn to my dick. “I see you started without me.”
Letting go of my cock, I stand and move to her. Hooking one arm around her waist, I back her up until we hit the door. Locking it, I rasp, “This is going to be fast. I hope you’re ready, because I more than fucking am.”
She guides my hand to her pussy. “You should see for yourself.”
“Fuck,” I groan as I slide my fingers through her wetness. She’s way past ready. “Turn around.”
She does as I say and I waste no time unzipping her dress and pushing it off her shoulders so it falls to the ground. I then unclip her bra and remove it, too. Turning her back to face me, I almost come as I take in her body.
Charlize is fucking perfect with curves any man would dream of. I bend my face to her breasts so I can suck one of her nipples into my mouth. She curls a hand around the back of my neck, gripping me hard while a moan escapes her lips.
I dedicate more time to her breasts than I thought possible. My dick is so hard I’d assumed I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back too long, but her tits steal all my attention for a long while.
It’s not until she drags my face back up to hers and kisses me that I let them go. “I love your mouth on my tits, but I really want your cock now.”
I reach for the condom I placed in my pocket earlier and sheathe my cock before lifting her. She wraps her arms and legs around me, and watches me with anticipation.
“Hold on tight. I’m going to move us to the other side of the room.”
“Smart move,” she murmurs. “I do have a tendency to be loud during sex.”
I picked that up about her this morning, and while I love a woman who is vocal about her pleasure, I’m aware that Jill could be near.
Fuck.
What the fuck am I doing?
Even as I ask myself this, I know I can’t stop. Charlize truly has become an obsession.
When I have her up against the wall on the other side of the room, I tease her pussy with my cock. She’s so fucking wet that it’s hard not to just enter her. I want her to be begging me to fuck her, though, so I restrain myself.
I find her mouth while I continue teasing her with my dick. Our kiss soon becomes another frantic rush for more. Neither of us can get enough of the other.
Breathless, she comes up for air and demands, “Just fuck me already. I can’t take any more of this teasing with your cock.”
I don’t wait for another invitation.
I thrust hard inside of her, slamming her against the wall.
“Oh, God,” she moans. “Yes!”
She’s not fucking wrong.
I pull out and thrust back in.
Jesus.
This isn’t going to take long.
Her fingers dig into my back through my shirt, and I wish I’d taken the damn thing off, but there’s no time now to stop. We both need this too much for that.
I place a hand over her mouth before I go any further. She doesn’t stop me. Instead, I feel her mouth curl up into a smile under my hand.
“Now, we’re ready,” I say before I slam even harder into her.
A muffled sound comes from under my hand. I can’t make out what she says, but from the way her head lolls back and her eyes close, I’m taking it as a sound of approval.
We’re all muffled moans and groans while we chase our release. As we get closer, Charlize bites my hand. Not hard, but I’m guessing just enough to stop her from screaming when she comes. A few moments later, she orgasms, and I’m struck again by the beauty of it. Only briefly, though, because I follow her over the edge soon after and am completely lost in the pleasure.
As I come down from the high, I find her eyes again. She traces a pattern on my shoulder and smiles.
“Hey, you,” she whispers, almost a little shyly.
I smile.
That’s my beautiful woman. So different from anyone I’ve ever fucked. “Hey,” I say back.
“You sure know what to do with that cock of yours.”
I chuckle. “I fucking hope so.”
“I think I’d like to schedule another date.”
“I’ve already blocked time in my diary.”
Her brows arch. “Oh, really? That seems a little presumptuous of you.”
I kiss her again. “Always.”
“And let me guess, if I said no, you’d just boss me into it.”
“You’re beginning to understand how I operate. Now, if we could just get you to agree to no short dresses in public, my life would be fucking made.”
She loops her arms around my neck again and smiles. “That would make life very boring, and I’m not about the boring life, so if you want to fuck me, you’re just going to have to get on board with my clothes.”
I groan.
I can’t help but be turned on by her unwillingness to back down, though.
I deposit her on the floor. “Get dressed. I’m taking you out for dinner.”
She looks horrified. “I can’t go out to dinner looking like this.”
“I thought you’d say that. I’ll take you home so you can get changed first.”
She places her hand on my chest and hits me with a sexy smile. “I’ve got a really short dress that will be perfect for dinner. You’re going to love it. But I need to visit the bathroom before we leave.”
I don’t take the bait. Instead, I simply say, “You go to the bathroom. I’ll meet you downstairs.”
I watch her leave and then dispose of the condom. I’m in deeper than I’d planned. Charlize has drawn me under her spell, and I’m helpless to break it.
I don’t fucking want to break it.
I want her as often as I can have her, and I want her in my life.
The only thing that’s going to mess with that is my ex-wife.
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Acknowledgments
To Angel Justice - thank you for inviting me to join The Vault and for all your hard work on this collaboration. You pulled a beautiful group of authors together and made this an easy and drama-free project that I love being part of.
To The Vault authors - I’ve loved taking this journey with you. Thank you!
To Jodie - I’m not sure this story would have come to life if you hadn’t stepped into my life and added so much fun to it. You’ve helped me tap into the side of myself that Charlize and Poppy come from, and for that I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
To Becky - you seriously are one classy and giving woman! Thank you for being my editor and my friend. I think the friend part is the one I’m most grateful for.
To my readers - thank you for still being here on the journey with me! I hope you loved Risk as much as I do. And to the readers who have already met Charlize and Owen, and loved them - thank you!! This story is different to all my others and it means so much to me that you’ve embraced it as much as you have.
To all the amazing bloggers, reviewers and readers who share my work - THANK YOU <3 You give so much of your time and yourself to help share my words with the world, and I am so very thankful. It’s because of you that I am still here publishing four years after I first began. No words can adequately express my gratitude, but please know that I see everything you do and I love you for it.
Note to my readers: All the best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry… I had originally planned to write Part Two of Risk in December so I could publish it a couple of weeks after I published Part One. It was not my plan to leave you hanging for the rest of the story. However, thanks to back and arm issues I’ve been having I’ve been unable to write for a month, pushing back all my projects. This put me between a rock and a hard place. I would rather have not published this first part without having the second part ready for you, however as per my agreement with The Vault authors I had to publish this book this month. Par
t Two will be out as soon as I can manage it, and I hope you can understand. Nina xx
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About the Author
Dreamer.
Coffee Lover.
Gypsy at heart.
USA Today Bestselling author who writes about alpha men & the women they love.
When I’m not creating with words you will find me planning my next getaway, visiting somewhere new in the world, having a long conversation over coffee with a friend, creating with paper or curled up with a good book and music.
I’ve been writing since I was twelve. Weaving words together has always been a form of therapy for me especially during my harder times. These days I’m proud that my words help others just as much as they help me.
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