Fancy Free

by Shelley Munro

  “Aren’t you going to get dressed?” All that bronzed, muscled body—a bit difficult to concentrate on food with temptation on parade in front of her. “Do you want any help?”

  He slanted her a look of challenge. “You could come and talk to me while I dish up.”

  “I’ll just get dressed.”

  “Why? We’re not expecting any visitors.”

  What? Parade around butt naked with her breasts lunging toward the floor every time she moved? Alice shook her head and turned to reach for her underwear. She would never feel comfortable without the armor of clothes.

  “I dare you.”

  “No, I’ll grab my blouse.”

  James strode back to the bed. The mattress depressed when he sat by her side. “I love your body, your breasts. You don’t need to hide from me because I would never make fun of you.” James cupped one weighty globe in his palm, bent his head and took her nipple into his warm mouth. His dark hair contrasted starkly with her creamy skin. Alice couldn’t look away. The sight was erotic. Sexy. Watching his cheeks hollow when he sucked on her nipple stole her breath. He wasn’t repulsed at all. The hot glow in his eyes when he glanced up at her confirmed the thought.

  “Okay,” she whispered. “You’ve convinced me.” As long as he didn’t have any unannounced visitors, she could do this. Maybe.

  “Good girl. We need to be comfortable together especially since we’re the test team.” He stood and stretched out his hand. “Come on. We’ll have you at a nudist camp soon.”

  “Don’t think so.” Alice’s tone sounded very dry. “This is as adventurous as I get.”

  Chapter Eight

  Replete and relaxed from a great meal and good company, James dragged the pillow from behind him and punched it a couple of times to reposition for comfort. He appeared totally at ease with his naked state, which was more than she could say for herself. Alice watched him, hardly able to believe she sat naked on a bed beside a hunky male.

  “Come here,” he murmured.

  Willingly, she scooted closer until their bodies touched from shoulder to hip. “Will we test the Good Vibration now?”

  “Soon. Talk about impatient.” He toyed with a brown curl, twirling it around his finger.

  “It’s important to do a good job. I want the company to succeed or I won’t receive my inheritance.” Success meant security. Simple.

  James stopped playing with her hair to study her intently. “Is that why you agreed to sleep with me and help test the condoms? For money? Money isn’t everything.”

  Alice frowned at the faint edge to his voice and his loss of the relaxed manner of a few moments ago. He removed his hand from her hair and she regretted the loss, wanting desperately to direct his hand back to where it had been. Something in his manner halted the impulse. “I don’t understand.” And she didn’t. They both worked for Fancy Free. Surely they had a common goal to ensure the success of the company, to ensure the success of the Good Vibration condom so they could maximize profits?

  “We’ll test now and get it over and done with.” He grabbed a condom randomly from the box Rodney had given them. They were packaged in sealed plastic bags with a large number on the outside of the bag. Eight in all. James had chosen number five. He wrapped his fist around his semierect penis and pumped vigorously. Under her startled gaze, his cock lengthened. He stopped, grunted and opened the bag. He pulled out the condom and rolled it over his erection. “Grab the clipboard, will you? Feels okay. This is thinner latex; a new patent is pending. Rodney said it’s super thin yet still strong with no loss of sensitivity.”

  Alice picked up the clipboard that held the questionnaire and handed it to James.

  James scanned it and handed the clipboard back. “You can fill out Rodney’s forms. The first questions are in relation to feel and appearance of the condom. Here’s a pen.” He plucked the pen off his bedside cabinet and switched on the bedside lamp for some extra light at the same time.

  She’d done something wrong but couldn’t explain what. He was acting like a stranger. Indifferent. Uncaring. Alice accepted the pen and read the first question out loud after a decision to pretend nothing was out of place or wrong. The ostrich approach. Sometimes it actually worked. “How does the condom fit?” With pen paused, she waited for his answer.

  “It feels tight, clasps the penis firmly and doesn’t feel in any danger of falling off. The reservoir at the end looks a bit on the small side. The latex is fairly smooth and comfortable. Make a note for Rodney that added lubricant won’t be necessary if we decide to go with this grade of latex.”

  Alice scribbled down the points he made, fascinated despite herself. “How does Rodney do his initial tests?”

  “Alicia imported a special machine for him to use. It tests the latex to make sure it’s strong enough and durable for the purpose. Things like thrust and force.”

  Oh. That didn’t sound too romantic. “The next question is about taste. Um…how do we do that?”

  “You open your mouth and I insert my penis. You lick and give a verdict.”

  Oh, ask and you shall receive. This would be interesting since she’d never done this before. Alice set the clipboard and pen aside ready to do her duty. James stopped her by taking her face between his hands.

  “Are you sure you want to do this? Is the money enough that you want to suck my cock?”

  Something she’d said had changed everything between them, but the cause remained a mystery. “Rodney needs us to do the tests.” She scrutinized his face carefully. “Besides, you didn’t have any problems with my taste.”

  Frustrated anger seared James. He sure knew how to pick them. He’d known part of the reason she remained in Sloan was because of her inheritance, but he hadn’t realized money held such importance to her. Alice Beasley reminded him of his mother and sister. Appearances and money meant everything to them and they stopped at nothing to achieve their goals. Tunnel vision. The important things fell away in the frenzy to gain more money than the next person. Important things like friends and family, admiring a sunset or the view down the valley.

  James shrugged inwardly. Who was he to stand in the way of progress? He’d promised Alicia when she lay on her deathbed that he’d continue to run the company for six months, train the replacement she’d had selected and help ensure the board remained involved. “Take them out of their humdrum existence,” Alicia had said. “They’re all intelligent but they’ll stagnate if they’re not careful. I want them to have a good reason to get up in the mornings.”

  He sighed at the memory. He’d promised Alicia, and he never went back on his promises—a point of pride. This bad boy had principles. “Way you go then.” When Alice crawled down the bed to a better position, his cock twitched insistently despite his dark thoughts. Wisps of hair curled around her face, her lips swollen from his kisses and her eyes were heavy-lidded. She looked as though she’d spent a few hours in bed engaged in vigorous sex.

  Her hair tickled his lap when she leaned over him. Timid hands reached for his shaft before she glanced up with an uncertain look. James stared back unable to voice the words of betrayal that whizzed around inside his head. He hadn’t known her very long but this woman with her innocence and smiles had bypassed his usual emotional barricades. He didn’t know how to react and that brought irritation. Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips before she bent over him again.

  He felt the cautious kisses along his length even through the latex. A curious finger smoothed over his blunt tip with dangerous precision. James sucked in a hasty breath, his heart thundering. Slowly she leaned over his lap, her face hidden by the fall of brown hair. Her warm mouth closed around his tip and her tongue swirled across him, tasting him like an exotic sweet with slow, languorous licks. Alice explored his genitals while she continued to tease his cock with her mouth. Her fingers feathered over his balls then her tentative touch firmed and she massaged the tight sac. The combination of mouth and hands forced anger from his mind. Another firm sw
eep of her tongue over the sensitized head of his cock dragged a groan from deep in his chest.

  “That’s enough,” he said, with a gentle push against her shoulders. “I won’t last through the rest of the questions if you keep this up.”

  Thankfully, Alice heeded his plea and pulled back but not without a final crafty lick that sent heat searing through his balls. James cleared his throat. “Taste? Write your comments on the chart.”

  “Actually, it tasted of spearmint. I expected a chemical sort of flavor, but I liked that. It tasted refreshing.” Alice’s eyes glowed golden and mysterious. She licked her lips in a seductive move that made him want to grab her and forge into her moist body with one powerful thrust.

  James shook away the image and gave the chart a pointed stare. “Better write down all your impressions before you forget something.”

  She reached over to pick up the pen and scribbled several sentences down. “Next question is fit inside the vagina with and without the vibration sensor activated.” Alice peered at his groin, and predictably, his cock twitched and stood to attention. “Where is the vibration sensor?”

  After clearing his throat, he glanced down at his condom-encased cock. “It’s this tiny tab here. You pull it when you want the vibrator in motion.”

  She nodded. “How do you want to do this?”

  “You wanna go on top? I’ll go much deeper that way and it will be a better test for the condom.” Liar, liar. After his first sight and touch of her breasts, a fantasy had formed in his mind. He wanted to see her breasts bobbing and swaying above him. He wanted to touch and taste and watch her face the whole time while she rode him hard.

  Intrigue filled her face. “Okay.”

  James lay back on the deep blue and cream sheets, to all purposes sprawled comfortably. He was anything but relaxed. His heart pounded, his cock throbbed hard and heavy and it pissed him off that his body reacted this way when he’d been mistaken about her character. Another money-hungry woman…

  Through narrowed eyes, he watched her. She cautiously straddled his hips, darting worried frowns in his direction every few seconds. Her expression betrayed her unease and told him she might be flailing out of her depth so he decided to help her out a little. “That’s it. Move up a little. Take my cock and guide it to the mouth of your pussy. Wait. You are aroused enough to take me, right?” James reached out. He combed a finger through the triangle of hair between her thighs and headed for pussy territory. His finger glided downward with little difficulty, her cream smoothing the way. “You’ll do,” he said, his voice rough around the edges. “Okay. Yep, that’s it. Guide me in so I don’t hurt you then when you’re ready, sink down and take me inside. Yeah, that’s it. Just like that.” God, it felt incredible when he pierced her pussy and slowly moved deep. Tight muscles clutched at his cock, massaging his rigid length.

  “Is that right?”

  “Yeah. How does the condom feel inside you?”

  “Goood.” She dragged the sound out so he knew it wasn’t a lie. Alice pushed down a little farther and was finally fully seated. Her vagina pulsed, gripping him in velvet sensation. “Um, there’s a lumpy bit and it’s right… Oh my god,” she muttered.

  He grinned inwardly. Rodney had lined up the massager correctly. It had obviously hit in the region of her clitoris. “Move up and down, Alice. Have you ridden a horse before?”

  She bit her bottom lip, her face delicately flushed. At the back of his mind, he noted the flush that spread down her neck to her chest. Her nipples pouted, swollen with arousal. “Yes, I’ve ridden horses before.”

  “Move up and down on my cock like you’d rise to the trot.”

  Alice’s eyes widened and a small grin burst forth. “I don’t think I’ll ever think about horse riding in the same way again.” She obeyed his instructions, rising up slowly before sinking back down. “Ooh, that feels so good.”

  She wasn’t wrong. It felt bloody good to him as well. Time to activate the vibrator feature. He reached down to tug at the tag pull, noting the time on his watch. He was sure he remembered length of vibration time as one of the questions on Rodney’s list.

  The tag pull changed the sensations rippling through his body. Made them more intense. Powerful.

  Alice swayed above him, moving up and down in her own rhythm, her eyes screwed shut.

  “Open your eyes,” James ordered. He wanted to see everything. The swirl of gold colors in her brandy eyes, the moment her climax hit and she shattered. Yeah, he wanted everything and that accounted for his earlier anger. He couldn’t have it all.

  Alice rose up and slowly went back down, taking him deep. The vibration was like a series of small pulses that rippled the length of his cock. While it didn’t feel as though the vibrations would push him into orgasm, the sensation intensified the powerful currents rampaging through his body. “Howzit feel?”

  “The tiny pulses inside feel amazing but it’s that little lump thing that I hit every time I go down that makes me hot.”

  “Go faster.” An order, but he thought this slow pace might kill him.

  “I’ll forget to take mental notes if I go faster.”

  Ah, yeah. Good point. They were meant to take notes for Rodney so he could finesse the product into a top money-spinner. Too bad. They’d just have to repeat the experiment. They had another seven condoms to test. James gripped her hips and set up a faster rhythm. His eyes caressed her breasts, and once he was sure she’d keep up the pace he’d set, he released her hips to cup her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth and rolled it across his tongue. Alice moaned at the back of her throat, a sexy cry that sent an answering surge through his body. She rose and fell, rocking their bodies together, burying him deep in her wet core. On the downward stroke, Alice hit her clit against the lump. Her startled gasp of pleasure gave it away. A ripple sped through her pussy, triggering a return spasm in him. James gripped her hips again and pumped with rapid strokes. Her vaginal muscles clung, squeezing him tight. She gasped and her body convulsed with the force of her release. James followed seconds later, the exquisite clamp of her pussy wringing him out.

  Long moments later, she fell forward, her breasts squashed against his sweaty chest. James didn’t complain. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and drew her against him. The Good Vibration continued to pulse, setting off aftershocks in Alice.

  “Enough,” she murmured. “Any more vibration and I won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

  He rolled her off him and after a thorough check for rips or tears in the condom, disposed of it before tugging Alice back into his arms.

  Outside, darkness had fallen and a faint sliver of moonlight pierced the filmy curtains. She sighed and relaxed against him in the boneless manner of one who’d fallen asleep. James yawned but his mind remained too busy for sleep. Her preoccupation with her inheritance bothered him. He liked her. They were compatible in bed and out, but their differences in regard to money… He couldn’t get past the problem.

  * * * * *

  Alice woke slowly, the chatter of birds outside the window informing her daylight had arrived. She stretched, the pull of sore muscles a reminder of the previous night’s activities. Turning her head, she saw James. His eyes were closed, his jaw dark with morning stubble. As she watched, his blue eyes opened.

  “Morning, James.” His cock dug into her hip and suddenly her mind was on sex and condoms. It seemed to dwell there a lot these days, but then the prod of an erection against a hipbone would do that.

  “How do you feel?” He cupped her jaw in a gentle gesture and rubbed the back of his hand across her jaw. “Up to another condom test?”

  In truth, she felt a bit sore, but the idea of more of the same rapture she’d experienced last night was too much temptation to turn down. “Should I pick a number?”

  “Why not?” he said with a lazy chuckle.

  Alice picked number two. She plucked the condom out of the bag and handed it to him.

  He rolled it on with
a competent move. This version was a different color and although it had the vibration apparatus, it differed with a rash of raised dots all over the condom. She supposed the final products would be in theme and either gold, silver or bronze but this particular sample looked like a condom with measles especially with the reddish pink dots.

  “Feel?” Alice asked, reaching for the clipboard. She spotted the pen on the floor and rolled off to bed to pick it up. After crawling back into bed, she arched a brow. “Well?”

  “The latex on this one is different. It feels much thicker. Maybe too thick. It might cause sensitivity loss.” He leaned toward her and kissed her neck, nibbled across her collarbone. Alice tilted her head to give him better access. “It will be interesting to see how you find the latex when it’s inside you.”

  Alice quivered. His hands wandered across her rib cage then rose to cup and lift both breasts. Squashing them together, he took both nipples deep into his mouth and suckled. Her heart lurched painfully, the tug to her feminine parts immediate. Arousing. She hadn’t realized a man’s mouth would feel so intimate, so right.

  James let one nipple pop from his mouth. Her freed nipple shone in the early morning light. Still sucking strongly, he made a brief foray with his free hand and probed her delicate nether lips. She widened her legs to give him better access, letting her eyelids drop to half-mast to concentrate on his soft, butterfly stroke across her nub. The hard ridge of his cock prodded her lower belly while he continued his delicious assault. The beginnings of climax shimmered through her.

  “I need you inside me,” she whispered. “Please.”

  “What about the taste test?”

  “Oh okay.” She pulled away and pushed him to the bed.

  “I do like a pushy, demonstrative woman,” he drawled, a gleam in his bright blue eyes.

  Alice decided to explore, perhaps a little teasing first. Since she liked her nipples suckled, perhaps he would enjoy the same attentions. Alice teased him with tiny kisses, tantalizingly brief. She scraped her fingernails across the flat discs and watched his reaction with interest. His muscular chest was smooth and sculpted and tempted her to bite.