Fancy Free

by Shelley Munro

  “I’m in the middle of making salads,” he said. “Would you like a glass of wine while I finish off?”

  Alice thought about the previous evening and her flirtation with alcohol. She nodded even though James had teased her about drinking. Yep, no doubt about it—next stop hell, especially with her recent actions. Alcohol. Sex. Who knew what would come next? A private grin curled across her lips.

  James pulled a bottle of white wine from the fridge, poured a glass and handed it to her. “Why don’t you sit at the counter?” He lifted her up onto one of the wooden barstools that sat on the other side of the breakfast bar and calmly went back to salad preparations.

  Alice took a sip of her wine, hoping to still her pounding heart. The man had lifted her casually without a pause. She wasn’t exactly the lightest female. Well, she wasn’t overweight but she wasn’t slim either. His heady citrus and spice scent tickled her nose and she had the absurd desire to lick him right where his neck and shoulder met. Her hand tightened on the wine glass as her gaze skirted over his shoulders and face. With competent moves, he sliced the tomato, shredded some fancy lettuce and added olives, croutons and slivers of Parmesan cheese.

  Alice sighed, mesmerized by his hands. She imagined them roving over her body, strumming across sensitive nipples as they had this morning and sighed again. It would be difficult to choke down food when all she wanted was to rip off his clothes and explore his beautiful body. Yep, maybe she should add brazen and perhaps sluttish to her list of sins. She sent a glance heavenward and hoped Santa wasn’t checking his list. She liked presents at Christmas time.

  Suddenly James set the knife down. He prowled around the counter, heading straight for her. Alice gulped. He still looked like a bad boy with danger lacing the enticing package.

  He took the glass from her tense hands and placed it out of reach. His arms went around her and he drew her close until their chests touched. Softness met hard muscle.

  “Spread your legs,” he growled low and gritty.

  When she was slow to obey, he slid her skirt up her legs and forcibly parted her legs. He stepped into the space created and folded her into his arms more completely. His body burned through her clothes, igniting an answering warmth that skipped across her skin. She breathed deeply. Lemon. Warm spices. She’d never be able to look at her mother’s spice cookies again without thoughts of sex.

  Instead of a kiss, he nuzzled the tendons where neck and shoulder met, as if he could read her mind. His groin brushed against her inner thigh. Fully aroused, his erection twitched beneath the faded denim. On the plus side, at least she knew he wanted her. Alice hoped he wasn’t in for a huge disappointment.

  James’ whole body hummed with need fueled by this woman. He nuzzled her neck and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to an erratic pulse point. She smelled of old-fashioned flowers, of simplicity and lazy days spent in the country. Not his normal type. He wondered for an instant about mistakes then his shaft lengthened and reared, silently protesting confinement in his jeans. He had to have Alice now. Before dinner. After his restraint this morning and then the little afternoon appetizer, he thought he might explode if he didn’t have her soon.

  He lifted his head, buzzing a kiss across plump pink lips. With purposeful moves that left no doubt as to his intentions, James undid the top two pearl buttons of her black blouse, and when she did nothing but inhale sharply, he continued, revealing creamy skin for his personal pleasure. He peeled the black cotton shirt off her shoulders and tossed it aside. The bra beneath rated as ugly. No getting away from it. He reached behind her and twisted his wrist. The bra loosened with a satisfactory twang. James grinned while he smoothed away the hideous under garment and tossed it on top of the blouse.

  Talk about hidden treasure. God, she was beautiful, and all his. He stroked the underside of one breast and gradually widened the circles, fascinated by the way the areola darkened. He puffed his warm breath over her nipple, fascinated by her body’s reaction to his touch. But James wanted more. He wanted her naked and open to his touch, her legs spread for him to taste and pleasure both of them. Oh yeah. Moving right along…

  He stepped back and lifted her off the barstool, setting her on her feet in front of him. With quick, competent moves, he made short work of the zipper on her skirt. He pushed the skirt over her hips and silently encouraged her to step out of it. Finally she stood before him clad only in her white cotton panties. They were as plain and ugly as her matching bra and covered way too much. James made a mental note to purchase some silk and lace lingerie for her. He’d get a kick from the knowledge of the sexy lace beneath her conservative clothes. He slid the cotton panties down her hips, taking a moment to fondle her bare ass before he stood.

  Better. Much better. Time to move this to the bedroom. James pressed a long, drawn-out kiss to her lips, despite the urgency that thrummed through him. He tasted tart wine with its hint of peaches and sunshine. His cock pulsed insistently and James quit the delayed gratification. He swung Alice into his arms and strode toward his bedroom.

  He dropped her in the center of his double bed. “Pick a condom,” he ordered, indicating the wooden trio of drawers on the far side of the bed. “They’re in the top one.” James stripped off his T-shirt, his gaze on Alice all the while. She looked really good spread out on his navy blue quilt cover. While he watched, she turned her back to him, rolling onto her side with a flash of rounded buttocks. It was done so unselfconsciously he knew the talk of condoms had distracted her. Her clear curiosity made him want to smile. Best he educate her about condoms soon. Lack of knowledge wasn’t good for a Fancy Free executive.

  “These aren’t the new test condoms.” Alice turned back to James and caught him ogling her butt. Her face reddened in the delightful way he’d become used to, and she rearranged her body so he didn’t have such a great view. “Where are the Good Vibration samples we’re meant to test?”

  “Not this first time.” James wanted a fast fuck. He didn’t want to worry about a possible faulty condom while in this stage of desperation. He only hoped he didn’t stuff things up and make her first genuine experience something she’d want to forget. He didn’t want her to blurt out her almost-virgin speech to other people. Pride bade he did the best possible job. He wanted to love her throughout the night so she had no doubt of her sexual status.

  He laughed at himself. Never before had he become so hot and desperate for plain cotton and prudish. His old school mate Luke would laugh himself stupid when he realized. James would never hear the end of it, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. “Pick a condom. Any condom. They’re all Fancy Free products.”

  “Any one?” Alice leaned over to peer into the open drawer, flashing her ass at him again. James felt the distinct desire to bite. He stepped out of his jeans and briefs. Alice peered at the labels on the condoms in an attempt to pick one.

  “Hurry up.” He sat on the bed and moved toward Alice until he was close enough to touch her creamy skin. He ran his hand down her bare back until his hand rested on her butt. His cock pulsed insistently and he moved closer still, unable to resist full-body contact. James nuzzled her ear as he pulled her flush, her back against his chest, her ass teasing his erection. “Alice.”

  “I’ve picked one,” she whispered, a breathless sound.

  James chuckled at her quick glance at his groin. “Yeah, I know it’s obvious I’m ready for action but I want to explore you again like I did this morning.”

  “Um, all right.”

  James laughed out loud and turned her in his arms to smile down at her face. He dropped a light kiss on her lips before moving down her body. This time he skipped her breasts, prepared to hurry things along. He rimmed her belly button with his tongue and moved lower still. Parting her legs, he blew the length of her slit. Alice made a soft sound as sexy as hell.

  “Let me take care of you first,” he responded when it seemed as if she might protest.

  Alice propped up on her elbows so she could see his e
xpression. Her eyes opened wide and held a trace of anxiety. “We will do things properly, this time? Go all the way?”

  “I’ve done this before. I know what to do.”

  “I wondered. You know I have done this once before. I know the mechanics. I believe you need to put your cock here.” She gestured at her entrance. “It’s the bells and whistles I require.”

  James smothered a chuckle but couldn’t control the amused roll of his eyes. “Quiet. Let me do my thing. I don’t want another word out of you for the next five minutes.” He hoped five minutes was all it would take because his balls ached with ferocity. She hadn’t touched him or hardly even looked at his privates, but being with her turned him on. Impatient. Hell yeah, impatience simmered through him. “Follow my directions. Exactly.”

  Her eyes twinkled with mischief. “Yes, sir.”

  An invisible salute. He concealed his amusement again and went back to the task at hand, determined to wipe that humor from her face. He settled his body between her parted legs and lifted her hips by placing his hands beneath her bottom.

  Alice tensed. Difficult to remain unconcerned when a man peered so closely at her intimate parts. But his touch and intent expression held her in thrall. Half apprehensive and half excited, she couldn’t have moved if she tried. The puff of warm air on her most private flesh felt blissful, but after this morning, greed reared its head. She wanted more and she wanted it now before he changed his mind or something else went wrong. Nothing less than full penetration would do. A tremble racked her body when his fingers drifted across the same path as the burst of warm air. Awareness peaked her nipples. Her belly trembled. He parted her folds and stroked a gentle finger across her clit. Oh yeah, she knew the names of the body parts. She just didn’t have the practical application down. He moved closer until he had an extremely good view. Up close and personal, she was sure he could tell her a few things. Alice wondered about the smell and frowned, her muscles tensing.

  James looked up her body, across the curls guarding her sex and over her breasts, meeting her gaze with a smile. “Don’t. This will be good. I promise.”

  Without another word, he used his mouth.

  The sensation was incredible. Soft, moist. Arousing—just as it had been this morning. His tongue glided across her clit before he moved lower. A tingle sprang to life, shimmering through her with soft promise. He slid a finger into her tight channel, a slow thrust while his tongue teased her clit.

  “James,” she murmured.

  On hearing her voice, he stopped the tongue movements and she could have cried. That would teach her to interrupt before the allocated five minutes. “Don’t stop!”

  He smirked. “I thought I wasn’t doing it right.”

  “Back to work. Right now,” she said in her best school-teacher-type voice.

  “Yes, miss.” He spoiled his moment of obedience with laughter but returned to his task, stoking her desire with each subtle lick. Her legs fell apart and without volition, her hips rose. She started to shake, the intensity of the pleasure almost unbearable.

  This wasn’t a condom test, but too bad. It was an experience, one she really wanted to remember since it felt sooooo good.

  His tongue did this little wiggle thing, delicate like a butterfly’s wing over her swollen nub. A repeat of the move shot sweet agony through her sensitive flesh. Unsure of whether she wanted him to continue or not, she tensed, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. His delicious assault continued with tiny flickers of touch with his tongue. Alice gasped. She opened her mouth to beg him to do something, to stop this delightful pleasure.

  “James.” Her body seemed to soar higher and higher, and suddenly it became too much. She shattered, the waves of pleasure going on and on until finally she slumped back to the mattress with a satisfied sigh.

  “Good for you?” James asked.

  Too replete to grouch at his smart-ass remark, she murmured a nothing sound. An orgasm was an amazing thing. She opened her eyes when she felt James move up the bed. His blue eyes blazed full of heat and the sensual tension in her ratcheted sharply upward again.

  “My turn now.” He bent and kissed her, a prolonged caress where he teased the soft contours of her mouth, as if he had all the time in the world. Alice’s pulse jumped. Oh boy. She could get used to this.

  He pulled away to smile down at her. “Where’s that condom?”

  Alice shook her head in an attempt to get with the program and control her choppy breaths at the same time. “Here.” She fumbled for the foil package she’d placed on the bedside cabinet. She held it up in front of her face and made a surprised sound. “It’s called the Adventurer.”

  “Ah, the pearl gray condom with special warming lubrication.” His eyes twinkled in a naughty fashion. “I think you’ll like this one. Most of the girls do.”

  Alice wasn’t sure she liked being grouped with the rest of the girls. She handed the gray foil packet to him and tried to avoid thoughts of his other women. Jealousy, an emotion that had rarely touched her in the past, seemed to hover close when it came to James, even though she’d only known him for two days. She pushed the thought aside to pull out later and watched him unwrap the condom. After tossing the foil packaging aside, he pinched the tip and rolled it onto his erect penis with an expertise she admired. When the condom sat in place, she saw it had sexy blue stripes.

  Her laugh of delight filled the bedroom. “Cool. Very chic.”

  “Come here.” James tugged her into his arms and rolled her so she lay flat on her back. The cotton duvet cover was cool on her spine as she stared up at him.

  “Spread your legs for me,” he whispered. “This chic little model wants an adventure.”

  Alice bit her lip to stop laughter bursting forth again. Sex was a serious business. She took a deep breath. “Come check out the uncharted territory.” Her mouth quivered but she managed not to laugh as she opened for him. Jolts of pleasurable excitement gathered inside her when he studied her with his slumberous gaze. He took his erection in his hands and dragged it along her cleft. Alice whimpered even though there wasn’t a scrap of pain involved.

  “Things a little serious in the uncharted territories?”

  “I see misbehavior is punished with torture,” Alice fired back.

  “Yeah. Sweet torture.” James repeated the move, dragging his cock against tender flesh.

  “Yes.” Very sweet. If only he would hurry up. The suspense might kill her.

  As if he read her urgency, he positioned his cock at the mouth of her pussy.

  Alice wriggled, instinct wanting him deeper now. She’d absolutely die if he stopped this time.

  James didn’t move.

  “This isn’t meant to be a battle or a punishment,” she murmured, the addition of a chiding tsk designed to foster guilt in him for mean behavior.

  He pushed until his erection rested inside, embedded around an inch.

  “Is that all you’ve got?” Why wouldn’t he hurry up?

  James pushed inside, gritting his teeth the whole time. “I don’t want to hurt you. You’re tight.”

  Alarm surfaced. “Please, don’t stop.” If he stopped, she’d kill him.

  He withdrew until only the very tip of his penis rested inside then he thrust, gliding smoothly. Deep.

  “Oh.” Her eyelashes fluttered while she breathed deeply. She sighed. This was more like it.

  James repeated the move, his strokes even and regular. Warmth bloomed inside. Alice gripped his shoulders while she reached blindly for his lips. Their mouths mated, duplicating the slow withdrawal and thrust of his penis. Each stroke intensified the heat inside until she simmered once again with pleasure just out of reach.

  He increased the pace, thrusting harder with greater vigor. The bed creaked. Each of his thrusts moved her up the bed until she could feel the headboard through the pillow. James ripped his mouth from hers and kissed a trail toward her breasts with unhurried rocking thrusts. He drew a nipple deep into his mouth and alternati
vely sucked and lightly bit.

  The jolt of pain from his bite lashed like a whip on her clit. Alice gasped and bucked against him, nerve endings vibrating with a quick punch of heat. A surge of wetness met his next stroke. He bit her nipple again and she shattered, ripples of pleasure coursing the length of her body for long moments afterward. James slammed deep, his cock swelling, filling her sheath and prolonged the pleasure. He stilled, his grip tight, while deep inside her womb, his cock pulsed.

  “Holy shit.” He pressed a soft kiss on her lips and rolled so she lay sprawled on top of him. He inhaled deeply and grinned up at her. “What did you think of the Adventurer?”

  “If the Good Vibration is anywhere near as good as the Adventurer, then we have a winner.” Her stomach let out a sudden loud rumble.

  “Hungry?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Stay there and I’ll bring in something to eat.”

  Alice couldn’t help watching him as he stood. Tall. Totally at ease with his nakedness, he removed the Adventurer and disposed of it. Aware of potential rudeness from her stare, she spoke quickly. “Will we conduct some tests tonight?”

  Desire flared in his eyes. “If you’re up for it.” His voice had a seductive, smoky quality that set a tremor of awareness burning inside her again.

  “I don’t need to worry about a rise to the occasion. That’s your department.”

  James snorted and swaggered to the door.