“What?” I asked breathlessly.
I felt him back away from me and I whimpered at the loss of him. My feet dangled in the hot water, relaxing my aching muscles as the music from the party thumped in the distance. I heard water splashing around, but I didn’t know what was going on. All I had the energy to do was look up at the stars and take in the beauty around me.
Then quickly, my view of the sky was blocked by my view of him.
My jaw unhinged as he slid his cock into my pussy. Without warning and without words, he filled me and stretched me in ways that made me grimace. Holy fuck, Lucas was massive. My hands gripped his arms as he hovered over me, dripping steaming water onto my naked skin as he inched in further. He kept going, sliding against my walls as they molded to him. And just when I thought he was done, he had another inch to give.
“Holy shit,” I moaned.
His hips bottomed out against mine and he held his position. I gazed up into his beautiful gray eyes and watched how they matched the sky. They twinkled with a mischievousness I knew I’d grow fond of, but there was something fleeting behind his eyes that boasted of something softer.
Something tamer than the man I was getting.
“Take your time, Jessica. Because I won’t once I start.”
His words of warning blanketed my body, stopping my heart and filling me with an anticipation I wanted to fulfill. I rolled my hips against his and he growled, then I slid my hands up his arms and locked them around his neck. I brought his lips to mine, feeling the softness of his pout. I wrapped my heels around the calves of his legs and felt them pulsing with unused energy.
I needed him to move.
I needed him to take me.
“I’m ready,” I whispered.
My head fell back to the ground as he slid his cock out, then the slammed it into me. My back arched, my jaw unhinged, and the pleasure that shot through my body left me speechless. Over and over again, he slammed into me, pounding as the steam of the hot tub rose sweat upon our bodies. It dripped off his nose and fell to my skin as he hovered over me, watching my face contort with the pleasure he gave. He growled with his movements, matching my moans as my hands explored his body.
“Oh Lucas. Thank you. Thank you so much.”
It had been years since I felt this beautiful, and it was the only thing I could think to say.
“Oh no, Jessica. Thank. You.”
His face fell to my naked tits and I ran my hands through his hair. He sucked my nipples and lapped at my skin, then kissed up my neck and met my earlobe. I shivered at his panting breath upon my skin. My hands slid down his back, feeling every muscle he had working for my pleasure. His cock throbbed against my walls as he kissed every part of me he could find, and then his words filled my ear and dripped upon me an excitement I knew would throw me over the edge.
“I won’t just take you tonight, Jessica. I’ll take you every night. Wine and dine you before feasting on you. You’re mine. I can’t stop thinking about those eyes and the way you held me so tenderly in my moment of need. I’ll ask you out to dinner and you will say yes, and then you’ll let me treat you the way you deserve. Understood?”
My jaw quivered as tears rose to my eyes. His face backed away from my ear and he hovered over me, searching my face for a reaction. How did someone respond to that? How did a woman with a cock the size of Lucas’ answer a question like that? He grinned at me, as if he knew what he was doing. As if he knew the blatant torture he held me in. He kept me teetering between that point. Between losing myself in him and keeping a hold on reality.
“Cat got your tongue?” he asked breathlessly.
“I understand. Understand. Yes, I understand. Now let me come. Please. I’m so close, Lucas. Oh shit.”
“I’ll never deny you what you want, Jessica. Ever.”
Skin slapping skin filled the space around us and my vision dimmed. The sky turned black and my vision tunneled, and the only thing that existed was my groans and Lucas’ body. My toes curled and my legs locked around his waist, pulling him deeper into my body. My juices dripped down his balls as he grunted above me, his cock pulsing at dangerous speeds while my walls fluttered around him.
“Come with me, Jessica. Let me feel you.”
My body unleashed and my back bowed. So deeply, in fact, that I thought it was going to break. My pussy clamped down around his cock and sucked him in deep as his face buried into the crook of my neck. His arm slipped underneath the arch of my back. He held my hips to him as his dick unloaded into my body. Threads of cum lined my walls as I gave myself fully over to this man.
A man I felt I had known for centuries.
I collapsed against the concrete and he quickly scooped me up. He held me to him, my face falling onto his twitching shoulder. He held me closely as our bodies shook together, riding out the last of our orgasms while my pussy leaked juices all over our bodies. He kissed my cheek. My ear. My neck. My shoulder. His arms cloaked my back as my body finally collapsed into his.
Never had I experienced anything like this with a man. And I didn’t want it to stop.
He eased me back to the ground and slid from between my thighs. I already missed the feel of him. But instead of him grabbing his clothes and walking away like I figured he would, I felt his finger inch itself into my aching, sensitive pussy.
“Lucas?” I breathed.
“Oh, did you think I was done?”
I furrowed my brow as my eyes peeled open, then a sensation I had never experienced came over me. I felt something playing at my asshole. I felt him toss my legs over his shoulders before he parted my ass cheeks. The warmth of his tongue fell to my puckered hole and I jumped, my eyes bulging as new sensations wrapped my body up in their comfort.
“Mmm, you taste good everywhere.”
My jaw quivered so badly I couldn't respond to his comment.
He kissed up between my legs and slowly found my clit again. My oversensitive clit that made me wail out into the night. He pressed his tongue into it and moved it side to side, forcing juices from my pussy to drip down my ass crack. His finger traced the outline of my puckered asshole. My legs trembled, and my body darted around underneath him. I needed it. I didn’t even know what I needed, but I knew I needed it.
“Do whatever you want to me,” I whispered.
“Oh, you’re a treasure, Jessica. A true treasure among disappointments.”
I felt his finger inch in one knuckle at a time. The second he seated his hand against my ass cheeks, his tongue sloshed around my clit. Sounds faded away and the party was long forgotten about. The electricity overloading my mind and the surge of fire in my gut burned away any hesitancy I might have had. I bucked ravenously against him. I pressed my pussy so deeply against his face I felt the stubble of his cheeks against my thighs. I locked my legs around him and held him there, my stomach jumping and my tits jiggling for his viewing pleasure.
He pumped his fingers slowly, filling me in ways I knew no other man ever would as my jaw unhinged to call out his name.
“Lucas! Yes! Holy shit… Lucas, please! Ho!”
My hips arched up to his face and he made a meal of my pussy. He flattened his tongue along my clit, allowing me to ride it any way I pleased. I felt his lips swelling against me. I felt my pussy lips raking against his mouth. My thighs quivered and my arms tensed, and every single part of my being experienced the one thing I hadn’t up until that point in my adult life.
Need.
I needed this man.
I didn’t know why or what would become of us, but as I collapsed back to the concrete, I didn’t hit the hard surface I thought I would. Instead, I felt his arm again. Scooping me up and pulling me to him as he slowly worked his fingers from my body. I collapsed into his muscular form. Into the massive muscles that were etched upon his body. He eased me into the hot tub again, holding me in his lap as his fingers ran through my hair.
“That’s it, beautiful. Just relax against me.”
He kissed my
ear as I nuzzled closely into his body, straddling his lap and wrapping my arms around his waist.
“There you go. Just relax. Let the heat help.”
I closed my eyes and nuzzled my nose against his neck. My fingertips traced designs on his lower back while his arms cloaked my body. I sighed against his skin as the water began to bubble, shooting steam up my back that relaxed me even more. Lucas pressed small kisses into the top of my head as his fingers worked knots out of my hair. I felt protected in his arms. Cherished against his body. Beautiful in his eyes.
I didn’t want this night to end.
I didn’t want my time with him to end.
The two of us sat there, naked and vulnerable, underneath the nighttime sky of Charleston. With the party raging behind us and the silent garden surrounding us, neither of us made a move to go back. Lucas rocked me side to side as my eyes fluttered closed, a peace coming over me that took me by surprise. And I knew in that moment that if he stayed true to his word, I would say yes.
I’d have dinner with this man, and I would accept anything else he offered that came after.
EIGHT
Jessica
“Well, look at who the cat finally woke up.”
I dragged myself into the kitchen and grabbed the cold handle of the coffee pot.
“No coffee?” I asked groggily.
“It’s three in the afternoon. No, there’s no warm coffee for you.”
“How are you up?”
“I got woken up in a very special way.”
My tired eyes panned over to her before they bulged.
“Have you looked in the mirror?” I asked.
“Have you? You look like shit.”
“Your hickey. It looks like someone strangled you.”
“Maybe someone did,” she said, winking.
“Your sex life is going to kill you one day.”
“But it was such good sex.”
“Did he come back here?”
“Nope. We got a hotel room last night after we left the party. He’s got some fun toys. I hope he uses my number in the future.”
“Well, I’m going to attempt to make coffee. Can you attempt to make food?” I asked.
“Only if you talk about why you have a hickey on your neck.”
I slapped my hand against my neck and felt the raised spot. Bianca laughed behind me as she opened the refrigerator door and began to pull out an assortment of things. I fumbled with the coffee pot until I finally got it brewing the black goodness I needed to wake myself up.
I felt Bianca’s eyes on me the entire time until I sat down beside her at our small dining room table.
“Okay. Spill.”
“No, no. I want to hear about this man first. I’ll tell you, but I want to hear yours first.”
“Well, it didn’t take me long. He practically had his eye on me the second I walked through the door,” she said.
“Did he like your Spanx?”
“Actually, he hated them. He cut them off me with a pair of scissors.”
“He what!?”
“I was already tied up! What do you want me to say?”
“You’re really into some freaky shit, you know that?”
“But he was so perfect. He pressed a couple boundaries, but at my permission. And when I didn’t like them, I threw the safe word and he backed off immediately.”
“That’s a start. Okay. What about the whole… after thing?”
“You mean after care?”
“Yeah. That. I remember the last guy. His version of that thing was leaving you in the dust.”
“Not this guy. He ran us a bath and we sat in it and talked,” she said, smiling.
“Oh, look at that smile! My best friend’s in love. My best friend’s in love.”
“Drink your coffee and cut that shit out. I’m not in love. But, he did seem interested in a second round. So, I gave him my number before we parted ways and I’m hoping he uses it. Now it’s your turn. And no, you’re not getting out of it.”
I took my time sipping on my coffee, keeping Bianca on the edge of her seat. I knew I was pissing her off, but I didn't care. I was happy for her. For all the confidence Bianca talked, she didn’t have a lot of confidence in her physical appeal toward men. It made me happy that she found someone at that party. The confident glow in her features was something I hadn’t seen in her eyes in a long time.
“Do you want the punchline or the build up?” I asked.
“Build up. I always love a good shock factor.”
“Okay. So, I did see you with that guy in the corner as I walked through the party. He was a cutie, by the way.”
“Thanks. I try,” she said, winking.
“I took a shot of that sweet tea whatever before grabbing that pink drink?”
“I had, like, four of those pink drinks. They were the shit.”
“Right? I committed the ingredients to memory to see if I could replicate it later.”
“Oh, that’s so happening later on today.”
“Anyway, I walked upstairs and ended up finding this little hidden staircase. I figured it was a back way up to the third floor, but it wasn’t. It actually led to a little library that overlooked the backyard of the mansion.”
“Oh shit. You found a secret room! Was there a brooding man on the couch reading a book whose heart you softened with your bright blue eyes?”
“You’re insane. No. But someone did end up joining me.”
“You had sex in the library?”
“No, I had sex in the hot tub.”
“Wait, there was a hot tub!?”
“In the middle of the hedge maze out back.”
“What the fuck? You had sex in the hot tub? With who? Who was the guy?”
I brought my coffee back to my lips as Bianca smacked hers.
“Lucas,” I said.
“Nice shock factor. Who the fuck’s Lucas?”
“The guy who stumbled into the bar that night.”
Bianca’s jaw dropped open and I threw my head back to laugh.
“Holy shit! He was there!? You slept with him?”
“I did. His name is Lucas Wilder, and him and his brothers were the ones throwing the party last night. They’re renovators or something. They restore houses, and that’s one of the houses they’re set to restore.”
“You slept with him.”
“You’re ready for those details, aren’t you?”
“Hell yeah, I am!”
“It started out with him showing me the garden. Which was beautiful, by the way. We ran through the hedge maze to get to the center of it, and there’s an in-ground swimming pool with a stone fountain pouring into it as well as a hot tub.”
“Now I want to go back just to get a look at it. It sounds beautiful.”
“It was beautiful. Lucas actually carried me the rest of the way into the maze because I tripped over my own two feet,” I said.
“See? Your clumsiness is good for something! And guess what?”
“What?”
“The guy from last night could carry me in his arms, too.”
“Oh, hell yes. We like him,” I said.
“Oh, we really like him. Okay, so Lucas was all manly and Mr. Darcy-esque and he carried you into the middle of this hedge thing. Then what?”
“He carried me with our clothes on into the hot tub.”
“That sounds uncomfortable.”
“Which is why our clothes came off,” I said, grinning.
“Oh shit. Boy’s got game. Okay. Okay. I can get with it. What happened after that?”
“So much, Bee.”
“Did you come?”
“Oh yeah.”
“How many times?”
I blushed at her question before I bit down onto my lower lip.
“Three,” I said.
“Holy shit! Our boy’s really got game!”
“And a massive dick.”
“What!?”
I giggled before I brought my coffee to my
lips again.
“Did you get his number? Did you give him yours? Was this just a passing encounter? Come on, woman! Stop making me drag it out of you.”
“I did give him my number, yes. After I fell asleep on him.”
“You did what now?”
“So, after our shenanigans and whatnot, he brought me close to him and I rested against him in the hot tub. You know, to relax.”
“All sweaty and naked?”
“Oh yes. The best kind, right? There’s a chunk of time I don’t remember, but I do remember my head laying on his shoulder, so I think I might have fallen asleep.”
“Man, he must’ve wore your ass out.”
“Literally and figuratively.”
“What!?”
I threw my head back and laughed.
“You tried anal sex for the first time?”
“A girl’s gotta have some secrets,” I said.
“No. Not this one. Did you actually try it?”
“Not spilling.”
“Oh, come on, Jess. That’s not fair. You know I love anal sex.”
“Nope. You know I don’t like talking about those kinds of specifics. Now do you want the rest of the story or no?”
“Fine,” she said, pouting.
“There was a moment when we were connected that he said something I keep replaying back.”
“What did he say?”
“He said ‘I’ll ask you out to dinner and you will say yes, and then you’ll let me treat you the way you deserve,’ or something like that.”
Bianca’s jaw dropped open as I finished my first cup of coffee.
“He said a lot of other things, too. Like ‘I won’t just have you tonight, I’ll have you every night’. And, ‘You’re mine.’”
“What!?”
“Is that all you’re going to say?” I asked.
“You got yourself a true alpha man.”
“A what?”
“An alpha man. A man who lays claim to what he wants and stops at nothing to get it.”
“Come on, Lucas was sweet. I think it was just one of those ‘in the moment’ things.”
“Alpha men aren’t assholes, Jess. At least, not all of them are. He can be kind and still be demanding in what he wants. What else did he say?”
“I can’t stop thinking about those eyes.”
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