Purple Rain (The Rain Series Book 2)

by TJWEST

  After we got dressed he took hold of my body, squeezed my ass, lifted me up, feet dangling, and deeply kissed me. It was pretty hot. I felt so small within his big, strong arms, but I felt so protected and safe. Wow, this man has blown me away.

  “See you later, Shorty.” Quinn promised.

  I couldn’t do much but nod my head and smile.

  I walked out of the office to check on my customers - they were still happy by the time I made it back out onto the floor. Everyone was enjoying their desserts and cocktails - full and buzzed - Perfect. My face still felt flushed from what just happened in Quinn’s office. I’m hoping I don’t have this permanent smile on my face because I can’t stop it. I feel so thoroughly, how should I say this? Fucked. I haven’t felt this good in so long that it was surreal. Quinn has turned me into some kind of animal, having sex on the job. I surprised myself when I told him to hurry up and take me, but not having sex in, I don’t know how many months, has been long overdue.

  Quinn didn’t come out of the office when our little rendezvous ended. I really do think if we came out together that our co-workers would notice what actually happened in the confined space of that office. So he stayed put until most everyone was gone for the night. I was gathering up my tips when I felt him behind me. He was so close I could feel his breath.

  “Stop, Quinn, everyone is going to notice what we’re up to.” I whispered.

  “Let them notice. I don’t give a fuck.” He whispered in my ear.

  I smiled and got chills. I turned around and looked up at him; he was gorgeous with a sexy grin on his face. “Not right here, big guy, alright?”

  “Again, I don’t give a fuck.” He took my hand and led me to the parking lot. Yes, there were eyes on us; some with their mouths open, some snickering at one another, and some with smiles on their faces. Well, I guess our relationship isn’t a secret anymore.

  We got to my car when Quinn asked, “Come back to my place. Stay the night, Shorty.” He placed me against his big, hard, broad chest, rubbing my back. I could hear his heart beating. I closed my eyes and held him tight. He wants me to stay the night with him. Oh my Lord. To know how it would feel to be in a bed with him made my blood stir. I nodded my head because I had no words. I looked up at him and smiled. He bent down and slowly kissed me. So much goodness happens when Quinn’s tongue dances along with mine. It’s amazing.

  Chapter 10

  Quinn

  I swear to God my cock was still throbbing by the time we headed back to my place. What she gave me tonight was fuckin’ brilliant. After hours of watching her go from one table to the next, her sexy ass swaying back and forth, was torture. I was relieved when she finally reached her last table of the night - I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to be inside her. I know this wasn’t appropriate behavior on both counts, but who said I was going to play by the rules? Sandy has made her way inside my needs and I hope to believe that I’m helping her as much as she’s helping me. She’s a woman. I’m a man. We fucked good tonight and I plan on fucking her plenty more in my bed; this turn of events have shifted from me being a closed down asshole, to the man who I never thought I could be - affectionate, doting, compassionate. After what we just did tonight, I could feel my entire wall crash.

  When Sandy mentioned that her son was staying at a friends house I made plans. She kept her car at Reds while I drove Pops truck back to the house. It was after eleven when we drove into the driveway. The light in the living room was off, but the flickering of the tv was going. Pop was passed out on the couch, snoring. Sandy felt awkward coming to the house at first, but I told her that my room was in the back and she didn’t need to worry.

  “Wow, what a great room. So nice in here.” Sandy commented, looking around.

  “Yeah, it’s alright. It’s not my home in Nevada, but it will do, for now.”

  She sat on the bed, looking at me while I stood, arms crossed, looking at her.

  “You must miss Nevada, huh?”

  Nodding my head, “Yeah.”

  “Come here.” She said as she patted the spot next to her. No thinking twice on my end as I made my way toward her warm body. I immediately covered her with my arms and leaned her down onto my bed. She moaned in glory when I took hold of her mouth. Like she always does, she wrapped her legs around my middle while I roughly kissed her.

  “Lets get cleaned up in the shower, baby.” I whispered in her ear.

  “Mmmm, sounds good.”

  Fuck me, I loved that tone. So sexy, and hungry.

  “Stand up. Take off your clothes for me.” Even though I wanted to rip her clothes off myself, I wanted to see what she looked like doing it herself - I wanted to see what I miss out on every day. She stood in front of me, looking up, with her innocent, playful eyes. She slowly crumpled her fingers at the edge of her shirt and lifted it up and over her head. Her fingers made it to her hair, pulling out her ponytail, making her long wavy, brown locks fall onto her chest. Holy shit. Still looking up at me, she unclasped her bra, releasing her arms from the straps, letting it fall to the ground. Her hair was teasing me by covering her nipples. I removed the ends from them, tickled each nip and watched them pucker up. I looked into Sandy’s eyes and noticed they were on fire for me - big green-eyed beauty, standing in front of me, tits hangin’ out, wantin’ my touch.

  “Fuckin’ gorgeous, Shorty. Turn around. Let me see how you take off your jeans.” I stepped back to see her do her tease. I could see her fumbling with the button and zipper, which drove me crazy. She bent forward as she wiggled her way out of those tight, denim blue jeans. She looked back at me as I watched her. My hands were itching to take control, but I held myself together as I observed. The jeans were all the way to the ground. She stepped out of them and what was left was a sight for any man to drool over. She was bent over, silky black panties covering most of her ass - up for my enjoyment. I rubbed her round, beautiful behind and lightly smacked it. She yelped. Wow, so hot. The redness it left behind was mind boggling. I pushed her until she was chest down onto the bed. I licked and tasted the red mark that I had left and pulled her panties down. Her breathing was rapid and her moaning was unforgettable. She was simply irresistable. I spread her legs just enough, so I could push my finger inside her wetness. She gasped from my touch. I licked up and down her spine while I kept my finger busy. I could feel her move with every stroke - she was ready for me.

  “God, that feels so good.” Sandy said, moaning.

  “Beautiful. That’s what I like to hear. I want to make you feel good, Shorty.”

  “Yes, please.” She whispered.

  My finger was on a role. My mouth met every part of her back, and my dick was aching to meet her opening while listening to her groan. I didn’t want to make her come this way, so I pulled my finger out - she let out a gasp. “Don’t worry, babe, I’m not done with you yet.”

  “My turn to watch you undress.” No hint of hesitation in her voice. She’s now in command and that makes me want her even more. There she sits; naked, pure, curvy, hungry. I yank off my t-shirt and discard it onto the ground. She bites her bottom lip with a gleam in her eye. The only sounds in the room are my belt unbuckling, and my heart slamming through my chest. I kick off my shoes and tear down my jeans. Her eyes open wide from the sight of my boxer briefs. She knows what’s waiting for her when I discard them. I have never, in my days of sleeping with other women, have I felt so drawn to one person. She seems to know exactly what she wants and knows exactly how to make a man, like myself, feel insanely crazy. Crazy, fuckin’, good.

  I so badly wanted her to grab my shaft and use her mouth to make me swell, but instead she grinned at me, walked passed my boner, went into the bathroom and left me standing like a growling animal. That’s what I did….. growled. I chuckled and then raced into the bathroom. She squealed with laughter when I came up and wrapped my arms around her.

  “Not very nice.” I huskily said in her ear.

  “I need a shower, Wolf.” She laughed.


  “There’s that name again. Are you ever gonna explain that to me?”

  “Not right now.” She turns into me, arms tucked between our chests. “Right now, I want you to scrub me down.” Lips meet my chest. Holy shit. I pick her up from the waist and bring us both into the steaming spray of water.

  I lathered every inch of every curve until she was soaking in bubbles. I massaged the soap, into her skin, and made her groan. “God, that feels incredible.” Her body was in front of mine, head down, hair wet, and shoulders relaxed. I could do this all night, but I wanted to get her into bed. I turned her around and leaned her back into the spray of water. Her eyes closed while the water tumbled down her face, her lavishing breasts, and all the goodness in between.

  “You are one sexy woman.” I said to her as I bent down to kiss her throat.

  “Mmmm, even with the lovely stretch-marks left behind?” She chuckled. I didn’t like her talking down about herself. I loved her body - stretch marks or not.

  “Whoa, Sandy,” I held her face up to mine and responded. “Since when are you self conscience of yourself?”

  “I’m not, exactly. It’s just, every so often a woman, in my position, gets a bit worried when some dark and dreamy man enters her life and unravels her most secretive spots. You make me feel amazingly sexy, and beautiful. I’m a bit baffled by that. I love that I’m still wanted even though I have a son and you’re willing to be with me. Most guys would turn the other direction if they knew I was a single mom.”

  I caress her cheek with the pad of my thumb. “Then those guys are fuckin’ insane because anyone who passes up on someone who brought their child into this world to raise him on their own is incredibly brave. And these stretch-marks,” I rub her lower belly, “are beautiful. You’re a beautiful woman, Shorty.” She stretches on her tip toes, wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me. Our bodies are wet and clamped together. Hot tongues moving in sync. Fuck me, knowing I don’t deserve this woman, I am seriously whipped.

  Chapter 11

  Sandy

  Yes, I’m okay with my figure, but it’s hard not thinking about how my body isn’t toned or how my boobs aren’t as perky as they once were, or how I have this flesh of stretchiness that I can’t magically erase. These things are okay, but when a man becomes attracted to me I do think about my minor flaws. I think about how he’ll react once he sees me without clothes; will he still find me desirable? Will he overlook these flaws? Will he want to make love to me after seeing these flaws? These are all natural feelings, right? I’m only twenty-eight, but that doesn’t mean anything to me. Once your body goes through pregnancy your body is forever changed.

  So, having Quinn being attracted to me (little ole me) is amazing. Yeah, he has his own flaws on the inside, but holy crap, on the outside he’s like an everyday Christmas package; big, sexy, gorgeous, tall, and dark. Everything a woman desires. And that Christmas package wants me. It’s Awesome.

  Quinn wrapped me in a big, fluffy gray towel and brought me back to his bed. He rubbed my arms, drying me down. The feel of his big hands were stifling. I love how masculine he is, but how gentle he can be at the same time. There is nothing quite like a nice rub down by a gorgeous man. I surprised him when I quickly snatched his towel off from his waist. His sexy growl and chuckle got the best of me when I was taken down by his heavy body. I didn’t mind the heaviness - I loved having him on top of me.

  “I could eat every inch of you and never stop, you taste so good.” Quinn said as he was kissing my entire upper body. “I adore these tits. They are perfect for my hands; not too small, not too big - perfect.” He squeezed them and sucked them until the nipples were red and perky. He inched his way down to the one place I wanted him most. He spread my legs as I scooted myself further up on the bed. My legs were wide, my folds were willing and waiting for his tongue. I arched my back as I felt his breath hit the tip. My eyes closed while I concentrated on the feel of his every swipe. His hands came up to my nipples and rolled them between his fingers - I whimpered from the ecstasy. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I couldn’t believe I could feel so much with one person.

  “Look at me, baby.” He said gruffly. When I lifted my head and looked into his eyes I saw nothing but passion, lust, wanting, desire, power, and hunger. “That’s it, Shorty, show me what this does to you.” He took two of his fingers and led them inside while he continued to lick me.

  “God, it’s overpowering, Quinn. Feels so good.” I whimpered back to him.

  “Yes. Good.”

  The tingles were coming and my body was reacting to his every stroke. I didn’t want it to end, yet my body was ready to come for him. “Oh God, I’m coming.” Whimpering, once again. I could feel the electrifying waves start from the tip of my toes, making it’s way towards my inner spot between my legs. And, of course, the ending was electrifying. My yelp was anything but quiet, which made Quinn especially giddy.

  “What, didn’t feel good?” He chuckled and teased. Asshole.

  “Shut up and come here, big guy.” I grabbed his strong, muscular shoulders and laid him on top of me.

  “That was the most hair-raising sound, Shorty. You make me proud.” He smiled. Sexy ass smile.

  I laughed, “Thanks, I think?” He kissed me gently and slowly flipped me over onto my stomach. Oh my what did he have planned? I heard him open his end table drawer and rip open a condom.

  “Love this ass.” He swatted.

  I yelped, again. I loved that little sting of pleasure.

  “Fuckin’ beautiful. Red and plump. I’m gonna take you hard, Shorty, cuz I need you. I need to be inside you.”

  And he wasn’t kidding. He took me hard. He took me long and hard - yes, pun intended . I was loving every pump and grind - pure bliss.

  When he reached his final thrust he let out his God given growl. Holy shit that was HOT. Heavy breathing and intense sweat was landing on my back. He kissed my back and removed himself from within. I turned over, breathing just as hard, when I saw him go into the bathroom. He came back out with a red face and sexy grin. He was smokin’ hot. His beloved hardness was still protruding and I immediately wanted him back inside, but I was wiped. He got back on top of me, wrapped his thick arms around my body, and lavished his mouth onto mine. If the earth decided to open up and swallow us whole I wouldn’t even notice. I was so intuned with him, and his sexual presence, that I could seriously see myself falling in love with him. But I knew I couldn’t go there right now. There was so much I didn’t know about him. He was still a mystery to me, but right now, I was so happy and wanted to remain happy. I just hoped he was feeling the same way.

  He pulled out a long sleeved, black Henley for me to wear. It was super big on me, but extremely comfy. “You look mighty sexy in my shirt.” He said as he was covering us with his bed sheets.

  “Mmmm, why thank you.”

  “This whole night was amazing. Felt so good to take you on my bed.” He gathered me and placed me backside, into his front.

  I could feel his wonderful package hit the top of my behind. It was warm and felt so nice. His whole front felt nice.

  “I loved every minute of it too, Wolf.”

  He chuckled, “Wolf. If I wasn’t so fuckin’ tired I would spank you until you told me why you call me that.”

  Oh my, spank me? He just loves doing that, doesn’t he?

  “In due time.” I yawned, closed my eyes and fell asleep with a peacefulness that I haven’t had in a long while. Safe, secure, loved.

  I woke up to a thick, hardness pressed above my behind, and the tickle of Quinn’s finger playing with my clit. I became instantly aroused and followed his movements. No words were exchanged, (there was no reason for them) just the power of pleasuring each other.

  When we had finished, we laid together; legs wrapped, my head on his incredible chest, and arms tangled. It was the best wake up call.

  “I could stay like this forever.” I sighed.

  “Yeah.” Quinn agreed.
/>   “But I need to get up. What time is it?” We untangled from one another while I searched for my phone.

  “A quarter to seven.” He told me.

  I groaned. “It’s late. I have to get Joey by eight.” I found my phone. There were only a couple texts from Peta, asking me how the night went and if I was with “Wolf.” I grinned when I read that. I tucked my phone back into my purse and started to gather my clothes. Big arms and bare skin wrapped around my waist.

  “Slow down, Shorty. You’ve got time.” He whispered in my ear, then nibbling the end of it. Chills went up and down my body. Ugh, he was maddening.

  I giggled. “Stop! Let me go, you horndog.” That got him laughing.

  “You got that right. Horny, only for you.”

  I turned towards his chest and kissed the middle of his breast bone. He became hard again. Holy hell! “Oh my God you are so bad, Quinn! We just had sex ten minutes ago. I really, really need to get going.”

  His hands left my ass and stripped me from his shirt. I felt cold without it. I felt cold without his arms. He picked up the rest of my discarded clothing and handed them to me. I looked up into his eyes and they were smiling - little chocolate circles, melting my heart.

  I smelled coffee by the time we were both dressed and heading out of his room. I stopped in the middle of the hallway. “Oh crap, Red!” I hissed.

  “Come on, Shorty.” Quinn chuckled and grabbed my hand.

  “Wait. This isn’t a good way for him to find out.”

  “How else will he find out? I’m not fuckin’ sixteen, babe, trust me, he won’t care.”