“You are so damn beautiful! Come for me, baby.”
He worked his fingers even harder, wanting to see her fall over the edge. Still thrusting inside her, he knew he was barely hanging on himself, but he refused to fall before she did.
Then the most beautiful sound echoed in the room. She screamed her ecstasy. Her whole body shook, and he felt her sweet release spill out and drip down to his dick which was thrusting wildly in her. As if that sight and sensation of her wet heat wasn’t enough to send him over the edge, he felt her orgasm reverberate through her insides. It was massaging and convulsing around him. Two seconds, and he was unable to control himself. He let out a scream he didn’t know he was possible of making. While her legs trembled, his body shook, his cum spurting out inside of her in a seemingly never-ending stream of pleasure.
Derek fell on top of her. The last time he’d felt that exhausted was after running a ten-mile marathon, yet somehow now, he was even more spent. They laid there for several minutes, their breaths heaving as sweat covered them both.
He had no idea how much time had passed when he opened his eyes from the sound of her voice calling to him.
“Yeah, baby? You okay?” He could barely get the words out. Every part of him was drained.
“We should do that more often.”
He lifted his head and saw a cute little grin on her face. Laughing, he dropped his forehead to hers.
“Uh-oh, have I created a monster?”
She giggled. “I think so.”
Epilogue:
Warren’s Story Begins…
Warren stumbled into his bedroom. Having shared in one too many congratulatory shots of whisky in honor of his friends Derek and Sandi’s news of upcoming nuptials, he was a bit more drunk than usual. Thankfully, Ann and Quinn had driven his sorry ass home. He had to admit the good old Travis boys had lucked out in the woman department. Ann was a goddess, and Sandi was an angel. No matter how happy he was for his old buddies, he was glad it was them and not him. The last thing he needed was to be stuck with one woman his whole life. He was very satisfied with bachelorhood.
“Hi, handsome.”
He flipped the light switch on and was met with the image of a nearly naked, but gorgeous redhead lying in his bed. The only thing covering her was a tiny pair of green panties. He’d always prided himself on his practicality in any situation, but some questions just need to be asked.
“Hey there, sweetheart. Pardon me for asking, but do I know you?”
The brazen bombshell seemed hurt by his question. “Well, not really, but I thought I left a bigger impression than that.”
He scanned his memory for any indication of her. Surely, he hadn’t slept with her. Something like that he would remember. That ruled out any chance that he’d taken her out on a date since all of his dates end in sex.
“Sorry, sugar. I’ve had a few too many shots of whiskey tonight. Help me out?”
“Actually, I think I’ll just be leaving.” She got up from the bed and reached for her clothes.
As she bent over, he got an incredible view of her ass. Instantly, his dick became hard, and the idea of her leaving was not something he was going to let happen.
“Hey now, don’t be like that. Of course, I remember you. I was only teasing, babe.”
She flung her long red locks around and put her hands on her hips. “Oh, really?”
He gave her his best smile. The one that made all the women in his life fall to their knees. “Really. Now why don’t you come here and let me make it up to you?”
She came toward him slowly, her beautiful, round tits all but begging to be sucked on. He had no idea who the hell she was, but he couldn’t wait to get her back in his bed.
She was only a couple steps away from him when he grabbed her and pulled her into him. Her ass was so round and soft, he wondered if she bathed in creams and lotions.
He wasted no time as he brought his mouth down to hers and swept his tongue inside hers. There was a brief moment of hesitation on her part, like she hadn’t been expecting him to be so aggressive. It only took a couple seconds to coax her to give into him. He was used to women who needed a little help relaxing. She was a gorgeous woman, definitely worth his patience.
“Oh, Warren. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
She had? Who the hell was she? Nothing about her seemed familiar. He very rarely forgot a pretty face and never forgot a hot body. His curiosity was getting the better of him, and he was dying to ask her who she was, but he didn’t want to risk her trying to leave again.
“Me, too, sugar.” It wasn’t a total lie. He’d wanted her for the past five minutes. For dogs, that was a very long time. Lord knew, he had been compared to a dog a time or two.
She pulled away from his kiss. “You have?”
He couldn’t exactly burst her bubble. She looked so happy to hear him say it. “Yeah, sweetheart. Really.”
“Oh, Warren, make love to me.”
Their mouths locked together again. This time, she was not timid. Her mood had changed, and she seemed eager to play. He could hardly wait as he undid his jeans while she was ripping open the front of his shirt. He knew she’d broken some buttons and heard them hit the floor, but he didn’t care. He wanted to bury himself inside this sexy, mystery woman. Figuring out who she was could come later.
His shirt was on the floor, and his jeans soon met with the same fate as he kicked them off. He slid his hand in her panties. A small patch of hair was coated in her wetness. Dipping a finger inside her to test her readiness, he was struck at how wet she was. Whoever she was, she wanted it as bad as he did.
“Mmm…I have to be inside you, sweetheart.”
“Yes.” She was breathless. “Please, I’ve waited so long.”
He knew he should be confused about who she was. She clearly knew who he was, yet he had no memory of her. Hell, he didn’t care though. He wanted to fuck her senseless. Getting acquainted could come later.
Hurriedly, he pulled her panties down to her ankles and lifted her to the bed. He covered her with his large body and reached over to his bedside table. Grabbing a condom from the box, he tore it open with his teeth and threw the package on the floor. Mere seconds went by as he rolled the condom on his dick. Her glistening, pink lips looked so delicious. He wanted to bend his head down and slide his tongue in her slit, but his need to pound inside her overpowered his thirst. He spread her legs apart and positioned the tip at her entrance. A second later, he drove into her.
A loud scream tore from her. Being a man that made women scream on a regular basis, he knew what pleasure sounded like, and that scream was not one of them.
Scared he’d hurt her, he stopped and looked at her. “Are you okay?”
Her eyes were squeezed tight. Biting on her lower lip, she mumbled, “Uh-huh.”
She was lying. Something was wrong. “Open your eyes.”
Her eyes opened, and he saw tears fall. “Oh fuck!”
For the first time in his life he was losing his hard-on. He pulled out of her and got off of her. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he put his head in his hands.
“What did I do wrong?”
Her shaky voice perplexed him.
He turned around to answer her. “What? Sweetheart, you did nothing wrong.” Reaching over he wiped a tear from her cheek. “You’re crying. I hurt you.”
She nuzzled her cheek into his hand. “I’m sorry. I didn’t expect it to hurt so much. It’s okay now. Can we try again?”
What the hell? He knew he wasn’t small in size, but never had he hurt a woman. She was wet and ready. It didn’t make sense that—oh shit!
He closed his eyes, almost afraid to ask the question. “Are you a virgin?”
His mystery guest looked up at him from her tear-filled, green eyes and nodded.
“Oh fuck!”
He rose from the bed and paced the room. No matter how much he loved women and sex, he still had a heart. If he knew she was a virgin, he would’ve never
taken her so roughly. Hell, he would’ve never taken her, period.
“Warren, please don’t be angry with me. I’ve wanted to be with you for so long. I figured if I told you, then you wouldn’t want to.”
“Oh gee, ya think? Of course I wouldn’t have.” He didn’t know what to do. How was he going to deal with the fact he’d taken a girl’s innocence. “Jesus, how old are you?” He prayed her answer would make her at least legal.
“I’m twenty-three.”
Thank God for small favors, he thought to himself.
“Why do you keep saying you’ve been waiting for this for so long? Who the hell are you?”
As soon as he saw her pretty eyes flood with even more tears, he wanted to kick himself for being so cold. He’d just taken her virginity, and now he dug the knife in a little deeper for her.
“You…you said you remembered me.”
“Look, I’m sorry.” He came to the bed and sat next to her. She’d pulled her knees up into her body and was curled up. “I don’t remember you. Where did we meet?”
“At my grandpa’s stables.”
He shook his head and wondered if she had him confused with someone else. “At your grandpa’s stables? Sweetheart, that doesn’t make sense. The only stables I’m ever at are…” He stopped.
His heart suddenly ceased its continuous beating when images of a sweet thirteen-year-old girl who always wore her long, auburn hair in a braid.
“What is your name?” he asked while silently praying his suspicious were wrong.
“Amber.”
“Amber Jenkins?”
She gave him a soft smile. “Yes. It’s me, Warren. You do remember me.”
She leaned over to kiss him, but he quickly pulled away. “Amber Jenkins! As in my boss’s granddaughter, Amber Jenkins. As in the girl that old man Jenkins vowed to shoot the nuts off of any man who went near his precious granddaughter!”
“Warren, I’m not a little girl anymore.”
He wanted to hit something. He didn’t just have sex with the one woman who would not only cost him his job and probably make old man Jenkins chase him down with a rifle, but he took her virginity.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Nicole Morgan was an avid reader who kept having one recurring problem. Ideas of stories kept popping into her head. Today Nicole is an author of erotic, romantic novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful backstory. Erotic romance mixed with a good old fashioned who-done-it. She tries to place strong emphasis on the characters’ emotions while also throwing in some spicy and hot love scenes.
Nicole wants her writing to inspire you, the reader, and open your heart to feel the same things the characters are going through.
While still trying to stay true to her style, she is finding her writing is evolving as she takes on new and uncharted territory. There are many areas of erotica out there that she hasn’t had a chance to really delve into and is anxiously looking forward to doing just that.
Also by Nicole Morgan
Siren Classic: Sudden Devotion
Siren Allure: Love Knows No Boundaries
Siren Allure: Sweet Awakenings 1: Sweet Redemption
Siren Allure: Sweet Awakenings 2: Sweet Salvation
Siren Classic: Sweet Awakenings 3: Sweet Vengeance
Siren Classic: Intimate Temptations 1: Intimate Persuasions
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