by Lisa G Riley
“Thanks for a wonderful evening.”
“The pleasure was all mine,” he said, then she caught him peeking past her door into her living room. “Nice place. Next time I’ll have to invite you over for dinner so you can see my place.”
She stiffened slightly. See his place? She would never see the inside of his place, just like he would never see the inside of hers. Didn’t he understand that this was a fling that ended as soon as they got back from Florida? She would return to her world and he to his. She wasn’t looking for a relationship. The last thing she needed was to develop feelings for him.
It’s too late for that. She liked him and the sex was the bomb. For those reasons, she couldn’t take the risk.
“Why’re you so quiet?” she heard him ask.
Meeting his gaze, she shook her head. “No reason.”
“You’ve been quiet ever since we left the club,” he began, then reached up and cupped her chin. “I know you were trying to scare me away by taking me to swingers’ night. But what you don’t seem to understand, Simone, is that I’m not going anywhere. We’re meant to be together and nothing and no one can change that.”
Before she could answer, he dipped his hand underneath her skirt and stroked her clit. She gasped as she stared up at him. “Don’t forget what I told you—no panties in Florida. I want to be able to walk up to you and touch you whenever I feel like it,” he said between strokes. “At any given moment I want to slide a finger inside and taste you. I want every man in the hotel to know that the only one to have this is me.” A smoldering gaze met her and melted away any words of resistance. As he tilted his head towards her, her knees felt like Jell-O.
Shaun’s lips covered hers and made her so light-headed she was glad he was holding onto her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to the kiss. His tongue stroked hers, demanding access, and she opened eagerly. When he finally ended the kiss, she was breathing hard and all she could do was stare. Lust shimmered from his eyes and Simone knew from this point on there was no turning back.
“See you Friday,” Shaun said. He turned and walked away.
On Thursday, Simone returned home tired and ready for a hot bath and sleep. Ladies’ night had brought on a crowd that had kept the staff hopping all night, not that she was complaining. She pulled into her driveway and climbed out of her car. Walking towards her porch, she stopped in her tracks. Another bouquet of red roses. She couldn’t resist a smile. As soon as she turned the key in the lock, she reached for the vase and carried it into the house. Her heels tapped across a hardwood floor as she moved into the dining room and sat the bouquet down on the table next to the other two.
Shaun had been sending flowers to both the club and home all week, making this her fifth bouquet. Each came with a different message. She reached down, removed the small pink card, and read it aloud. “Be prepared to surrender all to me.” Blowing out a long breath, she shook her head. She didn’t know what she was going to do with him because the word no was obviously not a part of his vocabulary.
She liked him. There was no getting around that, Simone thought as she reached down and removed her shoes. She sighed with relief as her toes sunk into plush cranberry carpet. She loved high heels but that didn’t necessarily mean they loved her back.
She padded to her room at the end of the hall, where she shrugged out of her clothes and slipped into her robe. As she adjusted the lapel, her thumb brushed one nipple. It swelled and hardened and she moaned. Her breasts hadn’t been the same since being in Shaun’s mouth. In fact, her whole body hummed with anticipation of the weekend ahead.
With a weary sigh, Simone lowered herself on her king-size poster bed and closed her eyes. She hadn’t been sleeping much since they’d gone to Exxxtasy. She’d been there dozens of times, so the whole erotic mood wasn’t the issue. It was Shaun. All she could do was think about how good he made her feel, and not just sexually but mentally as well. For the last week, she had worn a smile on her face. The flowers and romantic cards warmed her soul. She truly liked Shaun. He was a man who knew what he wanted and didn’t have a problem going for it. He was compassionate and romantic, and the icing on top—he could fuck.
Her pussy pulsed at the memories of him buried between her legs and a strong wave of desire raced down to her core. Simone squeezed her thighs together, waiting for the feeling to subside. Shaun was the type of man she could fall in love with. Leaning back on the bed, she took a moment to remember the last time she had allowed herself to feel that way and pain that came with it.
Love hurt. Her mother had told her so for years. She didn’t want to believe it and for years she had thought her mother was simply bitter because she had loved a man who never loved her back. For twenty-five years, Linda Thomas played his games—here today, gone tomorrow—hoping and praying that he would get tired of messing around and finally want just her and Simone. Only it never happened. Instead, her father had married another woman and started a new family. Devastated, her mother never got over the rejection and had eventually died of a broken heart.
Even with everything that had happened, Simone had hoped that her mother was wrong about love. However, after Cedric rejected her for another man she realized to her disappointment that her mother was right. Through the pain and heartache, she had somehow pulled herself together and moved on. However, she had made a vow to never love again and she intended to stick by that.
Rolling onto her side, she thought once again of Shaun. He was trying to seduce her and it was working. Even now emotions raced through her body. She somehow had to find a way to deal with what was happening. Although there could never be a future between them, there was no reason why she couldn’t go to Daytona Beach and enjoy the weekend, bumping and grinding on and off the beach. She would get him out of her system, and he would get her out of his, then they would go their separate ways.
Simone worried her lip as she realized that was easier said than done. After the other night, she knew he had changed her in some way, and she wondered if she’d ever be the same again. But there was no turning back. She had gotten into this thing with him and she might as well finish it. If she spent enough time with him, maybe the attraction she felt would fade away. She just hoped she could protect her heart in the process.
5
Simone arrived at the flight gate on Friday to find Shaun already sitting there. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. He was so fine she just wanted to eat him up. Taking a deep breath, she headed his way. The sooner she set some ground rules, the sooner their weekend could begin.
Shaun rose when he spotted her coming. He was staring and her nipples tightened beneath her halter top. Damn, he looked gorgeous with his thick, dark hair hanging loose around his shoulders. His hair was extra wavy, as if he had just washed it. He was wearing jeans that hung low on his waist and a light blue shirt that emphasized his eyes. Her attraction to him was so strong she could feel her pulse beating in her ears.
A soon as she reached him, he draped an arm around her and pressed his lips to hers. Damn, he felt good. Simone held on to his waist as he kissed her passionately, the way a boy would on a first date. Long before two people had sex. They were in a busy airport acting like two horny teenagers and she didn’t care who was watching. All she cared about was having his tongue in her mouth. Gently, slowly, the kiss went on forever, until Shaun lifted his mouth and she remembered to breathe.
A sincere smile spread across his handsome face. “I missed you.”
Studying him, she was warmed by his green eyes. “I miss you, too.” The words slipped from her tongue before she realized it. It was true. She had missed him. “Thanks for the flowers. All five bouquets.”
“It was my pleasure.” He was still holding her close in his arms when he smiled down at her and said, “My cousin owns a floral shop. We had a long talk this afternoon about you.”
She paused as the announcement sank in. “Why did you do that?”
“I told you why. Because
I plan on you being in my life.”
He was watching her and waiting for a response. She groaned inwardly. Things were getting way out of hand. “We need to talk.”
“Okay.”
Simone moved and took the seat beside his suitcase and waited until he was sitting next to her. This was not going to be easy but she had to do something fast before this man had her walking down the aisle. She cleared her throat and glanced at the seats across from them to make sure no one was listening. “Shaun, I realize this may be a little late, but before we spend the weekend together, I think we should establish some rules.”
His brows drew together in a frown. “We don’t need rules. We’re just going to enjoy the weekend and whatever happens.”
She crossed her legs, then met his puzzled gaze. “But I want you to understand that whatever happens in Florida stays in Florida. And when it’s over, we’re over.”
Shaun scratched his head, then chuckled. “A fling?”
“Yes.”
There. She said it. Now they could enjoy a no-strings-attached weekend. Only Shaun gave her a long look that said he didn’t like that idea at all. Simone sighed. The man was stubborn as all get out. With another breath, she decided to try a different approach. “I don’t have time for a relationship. I like living for the moment with no attachments. I hope you understand that.” She tried to smile but couldn’t read his expression. Simone cleared her throat again. “You should be happy that a woman isn’t putting demands on you.” Only Shaun didn’t look happy. He looked disappointed.
“Why are we having this conversation?” he finally said.
Why? Because I want to bounce up and down on your dick all weekend without you making more of it than it really is. “Because I don’t want there to be any misunderstandings,” she replied.
He looked angry. “If you want to pretend that nothing is happening between us, you go right ahead. But I’m not buying it.” He then rose and strolled over to the nearest concession stand.
On the way there, Shaun prayed for strength. Dealing with Simone was just as bad as dealing with the flu. The woman was going to fight him to the end. All he could do was bide his time and hope it soon passed. Shaun pushed the last few minutes aside and concentrated on the weekend ahead. He planned on turning up the heat, and making her so hot, Simone would be melting in his arms.
He ordered a small orange soda and, while reaching for a straw, glanced over at the gate where Simone was fidgeting nervously on her seat. Good! He had her where he wanted her—scared of what she was feeling.
He admired her shapely bare legs in a short white ruffled skirt and high-heeled strappy sandals. The moment he’d spotted her walking across the airport, blood dropped to his dick. She might be fighting her attraction to him, but only minutes before he had seen the gleam of anticipation in the chestnut depths of her eyes, along with fear. The emotion was easy enough for him to recognize because he felt it as well. However, this weekend would tell all.
For now, even if she didn’t agree, she belonged to him, and he intended to enjoy every minute, showing her how wonderful life would be together. He needed to use this weekend to brand a stamp on to her heart so deeply she would never run away again.
It wasn’t long before they boarded their plane. After buckling up, Simone leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. She was playing with fire and knew it. She pretended to be sleeping and tried to think of a way to control the weekend so things happened her way. All she could think about was having eleven inches buried deep inside her heat. Damn, he had her fienin’ for him already.
Shortly after takeoff, she was starting to doze off when Shaun draped a blanket across her lap. Feeling his hand on her knee, Simone’s eyes flew open and she looked over at him. There was a wicked gleam in his eyes.
“Are you wearing panties?” he asked in a low husky voice.
She swallowed and shook her head. Now she understood why Shaun had insisted they sit near the back of the plane. They had the last three rows to themselves.
Within seconds, she felt Shaun’s hand traveling up the inside of her thigh. Her legs started trembling and her breathing got shaky as he reached her feminine folds and rubbed them. Oh, damn! She couldn’t think when he did that.
“Spread your legs for me,” he whispered.
He didn’t have to ask her twice. She let her knees fall apart, eager for his attention. Shaun stroked her lips slowly, making her slick and wet. She could feel the creamy evidence of arousal sliding down her thigh. She squirmed on the seat. His fingers were just as magical as his dick. She whimpered as he inserted one long finger inside her, then two.
“I couldn’t wait a second longer to taste your cum on my tongue,” he whispered for her ears only as his fingers moved slowly inside her. Knowing he was watching her while he stroked made her tremble. Eyes locked, he removed his fingers and put them in his mouth, out and in, mimicking the undulations of sex, then reached under the blanket again. Before insertion, he circled her opening, now wet with her juices. This time, he inserted two at once and pushed them in past his knuckle.
Oh, yesss! She released a soundless cry, then tried to draw more air into her lungs.
“As soon as we settle in our room, I’m going to fuck you like there’s no tomorrow,” he whispered close to her ear while holding her apart with two fingers. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
Nodding her head, Simone had to bite her lower lip to keep from crying out. Slowly, he withdrew, then thrust again, and again, setting up a sensual rhythm. The sensation was incredible. His eyes never left her. When his thumb brushed her clitoris, a soft cry escaped her lips.
“Shhh! I promise to make you come so hard your head will spin,” he said. His voice was low and deep, his breath hot against her cheek. “But right now, you have to promise not to scream.”
Simone nodded and took the pillow from behind her head, squeezing it close to her mouth while he plunged deeper. She writhed, riding his hand as he slipped another finger inside.
“That’s it. Enjoy.”
Oh, she was definitely doing that. Her head rolled back and she muffled a moan with the pillow. His fingers felt so good. So gentle, and yet he’d started a fire that only his fingers could put out. She opened her legs wider so that he would have better access to her dripping slit. To her delight, he plunged even deeper. Oh, was she enjoying the ride. She tried to get a grip on her restraint. She tried to calm her racing heart, but she couldn’t do that, either. She was too close to coming. So close to losing control. Thank God all the flight attendants were blocking the aisle rows ahead. Nobody was coming…besides her.
He stroked her clit some more and her back arched with pleasure. She tightened around him and cried out, her orgasm so strong she was thankful for the pillow.
As soon as she collapsed on the seat he slowly removed his fingers. They were slick and wet with cum. With a smile, he brought them to his mouth and lapped up the liquid from his fingers.
There was a long silence. He stroked her arm while she caught her breath. His body was warm and comforting, and Simone relaxed her head against his shoulder. She hadn’t felt like that in so long she barely even remembered it. The thought was so shocking she had to force herself not to move away. She was in way over her head, but right now she was too tired to care.
Shaun planted a kiss to her forehead. “Take a nap. You’re going to need your rest.”
6
“Look at this place!” Simone was in awe as she stared out at the oceanfront view. “It’s absolutely gorgeous.”
“Yes, it is.” But the view in the room is much more attractive, Shaun thought.
She swung around. “I’m ready to have dinner and walk out on the beach.” Moving over to him, she placed her arms around his neck. “Who gets the shower first? You or me?”
Shaun cupped her face and leaned in, brushing his lips gently across hers. “How about us?”
Showering together was much too intimate. She quickly shook her head.
“Oh no! We’ll never make it out of this room, and I’m dying to go down onto the beach.”
He brushed another kiss across her lips. “I promise to be on my best behavior,” he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Simone didn’t believe him for a second, but as hot and sticky as it was outside, the thought of being under the spray of water was too tempting to ignore. “As long as you wash my back.”
“Baby, I’ll wash whatever you want,” he murmured against her neck.
Her eyes closed and she leaned back and savored the light wet kisses along her neck and shoulders. If only things could always be this way. Yeah, right. Refusing to spoil her weekend, she pushed the feeling aside, and her smile returned.
“Come on.” Simone stepped out of his reach and unfastened her sandals while he watched. Finding him staring, she frowned. “What are you waiting for?”
His gaze lingered on her breasts. “To see you naked.”
She slipped her shirt over her head, then slowly removed her bra. “How’s that for starters?”
His nostrils flared. Damn! Reaching out, he cupped one in his hand. “You’re beautiful. They’re beautiful.” He moved closer and kneaded gently. Shaun heard her gasp as he leaned down and put a nipple in his mouth and suckled lightly.
“You promised to be good,” she reminded while digging her fingers into his back.
He didn’t stop. Instead he nibbled until he felt her shudder. “I can’t help myself when I’m around you. You’re gorgeous.” He took the other nipple between his lips and bit lightly. Dick throbbing, he wanted to be slick and wet with her. It was time to start turning up the heat.
He captured her lips in a passionate kiss and she took what he offered greedily, winding her fingers into his hair. When he finally released her, they were both gasping for air.
Turning her back to him, she slipped out of her skirt. Damn, she has a nice ass. It was nice and round, and flared out delectably from a narrow waist.