Haunted

by Merrill, R. L.

  I nodded, biting on my lower lip, feeling my chest tighten with excitement. I pressed my thighs together and moved just a little. Devon’s eyelids fluttered and when they opened again they were heavy.

  “That’s good. Will you let me take your clothes off to touch you?”

  My breathing was becoming labored and I nodded again. He groaned quietly.

  With his left hand he touched my chest and ran his fingers down my breastbone, over my stomach and then gently grazed the tender spot between my thighs. I sucked in a breath and felt things getting very hot.

  His breath was very husky when he spoke again. “Is there anyplace you don’t want me to touch you?”

  I was starting to tremble and feel that tightness low in my belly again. I shook my head, licking my lips. This elicited another groan from him and he let his hand continue down my thigh and over my knee, down my calf and to the instep of my foot.

  “Good, that’s good Jaylene. Because I really want to touch you.”

  I placed my hand against his chest and he covered it with his hand. I could feel his heart pounding and felt better knowing he was just as aroused as me. “But only if I get to touch you, too.”

  His eyes rolled back in his head and he gripped my hips tightly. “God, you can touch me to a point, chère, but I don’t know how much I can take.”

  I cupped his face in my hands and made him look at me. “Thank you, Devon. For being so patient with me.”

  His eyes softened and he smiled at me, pulling me in for a gentle kiss. “It’s got nothing to do with patience. It’s just about making sure you’re totally with me, because it’ll only be good if you are totally with me.”

  I kissed him again and pulled back with a devious grin. “I’m so with you. Can we go now?”

  He nodded quickly and slid his arm under my knees and around my back. “Hang on, beautiful.”

  He stood, picking me up and carried me effortlessly to my door. I reached down and turned the knob, he pushed the door open and then I reached over to close it and lock the knob. He smiled, took me over to the bathroom door to do the same and then placed me gently on the bed. I reached over and turned on the lamp next to the bed. He leaned down close to my face with his fists resting on the bed on either side of me. Then he knelt down in front of me. We looked into each other’s eyes for what felt like forever. I think he was just making sure I was ok and it made me that much hotter and that much more ready to explore him.

  He kissed me for a long time before gently removing my sandals, one at a time. He even massaged my feet. There was so much love in the way he was touching me. He ran his hands up my calves. Thank goodness I’d shaved! He stopped on the outside of my thighs for a moment before sitting back on his heels to look up at me.

  “Stand up, chère.” I placed my hands on his shoulders and did what he asked.

  Our eyes locked as I rose above him. He smiled reverently at me before closing his eyes and rubbing his face gently against my stomach. When he looked up again, I felt lost in the blue of his gaze. My heart was bursting for this man kneeling before me and before I knew it, I was tearing up.

  “Hey, hey. Why the tears?” The concern in his voice made it crack and I was quick to reassure him.

  “Just feeling so much right now. Devon, I...”

  He squeezed my waist with his hands. “I know, beautiful. Me too.”

  I ran my fingers through his hair, then placed my hands on his. I moved his thumbs to hook over the top of my skirt and started to move his hands down. His eyes widened as if to make sure I was ok. I smiled down at him and nodded.

  I saw him swallow and then his eyes followed his hands as he pulled my skirt down to the floor. I stepped out of it and he laid it carefully to the side. He smiled at the tattoos on my thighs, caressing each one and kissing them both.

  “I’m going to want to know about these later.”

  I giggled and he looked up at me and smiled. But then his eyes got serious and his gaze lowered to my plain white cotton panties. He toyed with the elastic on my hips and around my thigh before placing a kiss right below the waistband.

  “Oh,” I whispered and felt my knees start to buckle, but he was there to catch me.

  I was watching him through hooded eyes and his gaze drifted up to check on me. He continued placing gentle kisses over the top of my panties. It was intense and I felt the heat throbbing just below where his lips were travelling.

  When he looked up again and saw that I was so moved by his touch, he took pity on me and gently pushed me back to sit on the bed. He stood next to the bed and placed his hands on my shoulders.

  “Is this the part where we, uh, you know...”

  I smiled and got exactly where he was going. “I show you mine and you show me yours?”

  He rubbed at his soul patch, which sent jolts down to my lower belly and below. Things were getting critical and he still had all his clothes on.

  “I think so, but since I’ve already lost my skirt, I think it’s your turn.”

  He smirked at me. “Is that right? So what should I lose first?”

  My eyes immediately went to his waist. I’d seen him with no shirt on and I knew how erotic that sight was. I wanted to see more of him, but I wanted to feel his skin against mine.

  “I can’t decide. I want it all gone.”

  He laughed and tilted my head up to look at him.

  “Give and take here. How 'bout my jeans join your skirt first.”

  I nodded, reaching for his button fly. His hands stopped mine.

  “Careful, chère. I’m trying to stay in control, but this is torture. Just, be careful.” His voice was so tight when he spoke I could feel the tension.

  I smiled up at him and undid the first button. His eyes closed and his hands fisted at his sides. The second and third buttons went quickly and revealed to me was the waistband of black boxer briefs and a further hint of where that light covering of hair he had covering his abs disappeared to.

  I looked up at him to find him breathing fast and looking a little pained. I hoped it was good pain. I watched his face as I undid the last two buttons and placed my hands on his hips. He sucked in a harsh breath and a small sound escaped him. I ran my hands down his hips, slowly lowering his jeans past them and then they slid the rest of the way down themselves.

  His erection was massive and pressing firmly against his boxer briefs. My eyes must have gone wide when I got a look at what he’d been working on because he chuckled low.

  “Yeah, told you so.”

  I blushed and smiled up at him. He raised me to my feet and switched places with me on the bed, turning my back to face him. He murmured his praise of the tattoos running up the back of my thighs and ran his fingers lightly over them before cupping my ass and kneading it gently.

  “Damn, Jaylene. It just keeps getting better and better. You are so damn beautiful.” I giggled and he squeezed harder. “Why are you laughing? I’m serious. I can’t believe how good you feel right now.”

  I sighed and peeked at him over my shoulder. His expression was like a kid in a candy store trying to decide which confection to put to his lips first. He looked up at me and the excitement in his eyes had me giggling again.

  “You are too much, Devon. But please, continue.”

  He muttered under his breath, “Damn right I’m going to continue. Woman, you’re deadly.”

  I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped that time.

  “I’m glad you’re enjoying this,” he chuckled. Then his face got serious. “But now for the reveal.”

  His fingers deftly untied the knot at the nape of my neck and the ends of the strap of my halter slipped down my front. I turned to him, clutching them to my breasts. He was looking at me in wonder with an excited smile on his face.

  “So did you decide? One or both?”

  He cocked his head to the side and then his eyes bugged as he remembered. He groaned again and reached down to adjust himself. “I don’t think I can take much more of
this.”

  I decided to draw this out a little. “You’re the first person to see these besides Mackenzie and myself. I’m curious as to what your reaction will be.”

  “Are you kidding me right now? Chère, I don’t have to see them to know that you blow my mind. Do you have any idea how much fun I’m going to have with them?”

  I giggled and then let one side slide down and then the other. I watched him closely for his reaction. It was priceless.

  “Oh, God bless you, Jaylene, for not being able to resist a dare. Those are the sexiest things I’ve ever seen in my life.”

  He just sat there staring and I was beginning to get a little self-conscious. I started to cover back up and he reached up to still my hands.

  “Oh, no, please. They are so beautiful, I just want to look for a minute.” He stared at them while he finished removing my top.

  “Devon, they’re just boobs.”

  He looked at me in shock and grabbed me around the waist bringing me in closer to him. “No, they’re not. They’re much more than that. They’re yours.”

  He placed gentle kisses on the swell of my breasts, all the while watching my reaction. I was breathless, those lips felt magical on my skin.

  He stopped for a moment, smiling at me. “Are there any added benefits for you?”

  I shrugged. “Don’t know, told you you’re the first to see them.”

  He sighed happily and brushed his soul patch across them. I shuddered and then I was lost as his tongue snaked out and he flicked one of the tiny barbells. The sensation was unbelievable. This time my knees did buckle and only his arms braced around my hips kept me from sliding to the floor in a puddle.

  “Oh, dear gods that is intense,” were the last words I got out before I lost the ability to speak.

  It seemed that he was beyond that faculty as well as his mouth went to work worshipping one nipple and then the other. His tongue and his teeth were licking and tugging until the ache between my thighs became unbearable and I was reduced to whimpering.

  “Is that good, chère?”

  I couldn’t speak, could only nod and then my hands grasped the sides of his face. I kissed him hard and I swear he growled, his tongue plunging into my mouth. Thankfully, he took the time to turn me around and lie me back on the bed, as my legs were no longer functioning. All I could do was rub my thighs together to try to ease the growing sensation there.

  Devon stretched out next to me and ran his hands down my thighs as he continued to kiss me deeply. My hands were tangled in his hair and I was worried the frenzy that was building would be heard outside our room. I could barely breathe and I couldn’t get close enough to him. In a frustrated bid for something more I pushed Devon over on his back and crawled up his chest. But damn, his shirt was in the way.

  “Off, please, off! I need to feel you.”

  He grunted and moved out from under me to tug his shirt roughly over his head and threw it on the floor, immediately grabbing for me and pulling me back on top of him. I straddled his hips and when my core touched the hardest part of him, we both groaned.

  “Remember what I said, chère. Just be careful. I can’t hold back much longer.”

  I smiled down at him. And kissed him. And rocked against him.

  “Oh, God, Jaylene,” he moaned and I kept it up, moving slowly above him, hitting both of us in a crucial spot.

  His mouth was on me, kissing me roughly on my neck and then his lips were tugging on my piercings and I cried out in sheer pleasure. The pressure was building and building where our bodies met and then his hands were on my ass, pushing me harder against him.

  “Devon, Devon I’m...” My legs were shaking and the pressure was giving way to something way more intense.

  “I’m with you, baby,” he said in a tight voice.

  Then he gave one more pull on my nipple and that intensity heightened until I felt like something came apart inside of me and I was breaking into blissful little pieces.

  “Oh, OH Devon...” And then he gave one more thrust and groaned as new warmth spread between us.

  He gripped me to him, his body shuddering, and we were both panting hard. His eyes were closed, his face completely relaxed. I made to slide off him, afraid I was squishing him, but his arms clamped around me and he whispered, “No, please. Just stay with me a little longer. Jaylene, that was so, oh my God.”

  “Mmmmm, so that’s what all the fuss is about,” I sighed against his neck and he chuckled.

  “What? That was your first...”

  “Mmm hmmm. My first orgasm. Thank you, Mr. Boudreaux.”

  At this he rolled me over and buried his face in my hair. “Oh, chère. I’m so glad I could make you feel even a little of what you make me feel.”

  It was my turn to laugh. “Uh, Devon? There’s nothing little about you. Nothing little about that whatsoever.”

  He slapped a hand to his forehead and laughed deep from his belly. “You’re too kind, chère.”

  We continued to chuckle together and I thought that nothing could have made the night more perfect.

  “Give me a minute?”

  He moved to get up and I reluctantly let him go. He went to the bathroom and closed the door. I heard the faucet turn on for a minute. When he came back a minute later he had a towel wrapped low around his hips and another one in his hand. He handed the other towel to me.

  “I’m sorry, I’m afraid I made a bit of a mess. I did warn you.”

  I laughed. “You did and did it appear that I was concerned about that?”

  He walked around the other side of the bed and crawled under the covers. I slipped my now-soaked panties off and crawled under the blankets with him. We both lay on our sides a foot away just looking at each other like we did the night before. This time there was less curiosity and more satisfaction.

  He cleared his throat before he started to speak and it appeared he was trying to hold back a smile. “So about your rules. I’m afraid we just trampled all over them.”

  I giggled. “Rules schmules. As long as my boss isn’t angry, then I guess it’s ok.”

  He smirked. “I don’t hear any complaints from anyone, especially not me. But I don’t like being called your boss.” His smile slipped a little at that and I raised an eyebrow.

  “No? What should I call you?”

  His blue eyes got that vulnerable look about them like they did when he was unsure. “If it doesn’t sound too strange, I’d rather be called your boyfriend.”

  I shook my head quickly, not wanting to see that vulnerability any longer. “Not too strange. I like it. It’s sort of old fashioned, but I like it.”

  His relief was sweet. “I’m glad. Because I am old fashioned. I believe in one guy, one girl and all that stuff. I might live, what did you call it before, an unconventional lifestyle? That’s not by choice. I like conventions like this.”

  I giggled and reached across to take his hand. He held it between his two much larger ones.

  “I like this, too. A lot. Devon you made me feel so good, like cherished I guess.”

  He smiled sweetly, his blissful gaze threatened to bring the tears back to my eyes. “I do cherish you. I’m grateful you trusted me enough to be intimate with. I want all that and more. I’ve got it bad for you.”

  My heart leapt into my throat. “Devon, I...” He started to shake his head and I said, “No, please. You asked earlier why the tears? This is why. I’m falling for you so hard it scares the shit out of me. ! But I don’t want to stop.”

  His voice was impassioned when he said, “Then don’t. Don’t stop. And don’t be afraid, chère. I’ll be so careful with you. I promise.”

  Those words broke down the last of my defenses and I crawled across the open space between us and pressed an emotion-filled kiss to his beautiful lips.

  “Please be careful,” I whispered so quietly I didn’t know if he heard me.

  His eyes searched mine for the right words to say. Instead, I closed them and turned over, tucking
my body into his. His arms closed around me and he kissed my neck gently.

  A buzzing sounded, jolting me from his arms. He got up quickly and walked around the floor, looking for his jeans. He pulled his cell phone out of the pocket, glanced at it and his lips curled up into a smirk. “It seems as though we don’t have to worry about Star tonight. He’s staying at Mackenzie’s.”

  I sat up, clutching the sheet to me. “Are you serious? Wow, that’s...I don’t know. Cute?”

  He turned out the light and then came back around the bed and crawled back in.

  “It’s very cute. Now get back over here, I’m not done with you.”

  He was holding the sheet up and waiting for me. I guess it was a little late to be shy, but he hadn’t seen all of me yet. I tried to stay covered as I scooted into him. He wrapped me in his arms and kissed my hair.

  I didn’t want to fall asleep, but my body had other ideas. I leaned up to kiss him one more time and when our lips met it was like heaven. “Goodnight, Devon. ’’

  He sighed and pulled me in tighter, our legs wrapped around each other. “Sweet dreams, beautiful.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  I woke to the most heavenly sensation the next morning. I was on my stomach. Fingers trailed lightly along my back followed by feather light kisses. I sighed and turned to face him. “How long have you been awake?”

  He was leaning on his elbow, head in his hand and grinning like he’d won a prize. “A while. I just couldn’t believe you were here next to me, that I could be so lucky. I tried not to wake you, but your skin is just too lovely not to touch.” I wiggled into the mattress a little more. “Besides, I couldn’t sleep. Too much running around in my head.”

  I looked at him closer and could see dark circles under his eyes. I rolled over quickly to sit up and realized I was still naked. I grabbed for the sheet too late and my breasts were there on display for him. His eyes flared and any hint of tiredness was gone.

  “That’s exactly what I meant. So lovely.”

  There was a dangerous glint in his eyes as he leaned down to kiss me, his hands gently brushing over my breasts. I clenched his biceps before I remembered...