Fool For You

by Megan Noelle

  “You can ask me anything, baby.”

  “I really don’t like the stupid bitch over at the bar, but I am really thirsty. Would you share the drinks you have here?”

  “Are you trying to seduce me into giving you my liquor?”. Without losing eye contact with this silver-eyed distraction, I pulled a twenty from my back pocket and pressed it into his chest.

  “I’ll pay you for your drinks and you can get more.” He smirked, took my twenty and slowly moved his hand down the length of my body. Before I understood what it was he was doing, his hand made its way into my back pocket, where I felt the bill be replaced.

  “I don’t want your money, but I’ll tell you what—for every drink of mine you take, I get a kiss.” There was a challenge in his eyes and the alcohol swirling through me was ready to accept. I moved around him and took the shot first. His eyes remained locked on me the entire time making me feel undeniably sexy.

  When the dark liquor finished the path down my throat, I took the man’s face in my hands and ran my tongue against his bottom lip before pulling it between my teeth. He moaned against my mouth but I pulled away before he could bring his mouth all the way down to mine.

  “You can’t have it all just yet.” I teased. In one swift movement, he had me pinned against the wall, with his mouth lingering against my ear.

  “Well drink up baby, you taste sweet as fuck and I need more.” He released me. Next, I grabbed the dark cocktail and pulled out the neon straw, before putting the glass to my lips. The ice beat against my mouth while the cold liquid rushed into my system. My eyes left the man in front of me and over his shoulder I saw Jayme still focused on Corey but Corey’s eyes were dangerously narrowed at me. With one swift move he swung his legs over the bar and stalked towards my new friend and me.

  I set down the now empty cocktail and just as his lips were about to descend onto mine, Corey shoved him aside. If looks could kill it’s difficult to say which guy would have croaked. Corey’s possessive side was taking over; while the other was pissed that some random dude was getting in the middle of what he expected to be his one-nighter.

  “What the fuck are you doing, Danielle?” Corey snarled, grabbing hold of my upper arm.

  “Don’t fucking touch me, Corey!” I snapped; my hands taking over and shoved his shoulders so he stumbled back a step. Before Corey had time to say anything else, the blonde guy stepped to my side, casting his eyes down to my face.

  “Is this your boyfriend, baby?”

  My eyes narrowed and I looked up to Corey when I answered. “No, I don’t have a boyfriend.” The words stung him and I knew it, but to make matters worse, I laced my fingers through the distractions and yanked him towards the exit.

  Through the alcoholic blur, the part of my mind that knew this was wrong was screaming for me to stop. Jayme had a way of always bringing out the worst in me but I was letting my hate for her reflect onto the one person I never wanted to hurt. Then again it was his flirting back that set me off.

  We reached the chill October air and the smell of cigarette immediately struck my nose. I turned to the guy still attached to my hand and I asked if he had a smoke I could have. Fortunately, he did and upon the first inhale, I felt my body ease ever-so-slightly. My keyed up emotions were in desperate need of more than just a cigarette to calm me down though. That was where this random guy was going to come in. I didn’t want to know what his name was and I didn’t want to think about the events in the past hour or so. The point was to forget and this guy was just the ticket for that.

  He ran his fingers down the side of my face before he leaned in and began licking and kissing my neck. I didn’t let myself stop smoking but I tilted my head to the side to give him better access. Either he didn’t know what to do, or it wasn’t his mouth I wanted on me, but I felt nothing. My eyes slid shut to lock out the reality of who was attached to my neck, while I finished off the cigarette. It happened so fast. One second the guy’s mouth was trailing down to the top of my low cut tank top and the next I was standing alone. When my eyes snapped open, Corey stood in front of me, looking downright terrifying.

  “What the fuck is your problem, dude!” The random guy yelled to Corey.

  “Stay the hell away from my girl.” Corey’s tone was low and even; making it that much more fierce.

  “You heard her bro, she’s not your girl.” Corey shot a deathly glare to him, as I stood frozen on the spot.

  “That’s because she is stubborn as shit, but I promise you—she’s mine. And I swear to God if I ever catch you touching her again, I will knock your ass out so fucking fast you won’t even see it coming.” The guy looked from me to Corey, before waving a hand dismissively in front of him.

  “When you get rid of this tool, come find me baby.” With that he stepped back inside and Corey’s hand shot out and took hold of the cigarette against my lips.

  “Why the fuck are you pressing my damn buttons tonight, Danielle!”

  “Don’t act like I started this, Corey! You were flirting with that disgusting excuse for a human being and even worse, letting her touch you! So keep your fucking hands off me!”

  Corey’s hands flew to the brick wall behind me, effectively trapping me in against him. “I wasn’t flirting with her. You walked away and she kept ordering drinks; Sanders refused to take her order anymore so I had to!”

  “That’s bullshit! Stay the hell away from me, Corey! We’re fucking done!” I shoved his chest with all the force I could conjure up. He stepped back a few feet but grabbed hold of my wrists to keep me from making a break for it.

  “You’re not going anywhere Danielle, you and your stubborn ass are staying with me!” His blue eyes bore into mine, which would have made me afraid if I wasn’t so damn pissed off.

  “You can’t tell me what to do! Go back into the bar and fuck Jayme, because I sure as hell don’t want you anymore!” My heart was stuck in my throat and my stomach was twisted together in knots. Everything about me was on fire with rage; successfully blocking out the searing pain hidden just below the surface.

  “I don’t want that chick! Since the goddamn moment you walked into my bar, it has been you that I’ve wanted and only you! Why can’t you just fucking get that through your head!” His words were breaking through my barrier and I didn’t want them to.

  “Stay away from me!” I yelled back as loud as I could.

  “Not a chance!” With that he swung me over his shoulder.

  “Put me down!” My fists beat against his back but that did nothing to stop him from carrying me away. Before I knew it we were at the steps to reach his apartment. I continued yelling but Corey ignored me as he used his booted foot to kick open the door.

  I expected him to set me down but he walked us through his dark apartment, until we came to his bedroom. I was flung back over his shoulder and landed with a bounce onto his bed. Corey was positioned above me before I had a chance to realize all that was happening.

  “Why are you doing this to me, Danielle?” I anticipated a firm and demanding tone but his voice was pleading and desperate. When I looked into his eyes, it was as if I realized for the first time what I had done to him, by letting another guy lick me up. Especially where Corey had a front row seat of the action.

  “I hate her.” Was all my drunken state of mind could respond with.

  “What made you think I would ever want her when I have you? Hearing about another guy taking you out is hard enough but goddamn Dani, having to watch another dude all over you, fucking killed me!” Remorse was the dominant feeling coursing through me.

  “So now I’m going to show you, that whether you want to believe it or not—you’re mine!” My body was hurting for him. The look in his eyes alone told me I was seconds away from combusting.

  His mouth claimed mine. Our tongues moved together while he grabbed hold of my bottom lip and sucked it between his. His hands worked quickly to pull my jacket off and then my tank top. We sat up together, as his hand unclasped my bra. I ne
eded to feel his skin against mine and it was vital to feel him inside me, more than ever before. My hands hurried along the bottom of his shirt and quickly yanked it over his head. I shoved his shoulder to push him back against the bed, while I climbed back over top of him. My fingers reached out for the belt and fly of his jeans. Working as rapidly as possible, I jerked his pants down his legs. Corey locked his fingers into the belt loops of my jeans and pulled me up to him.

  He flipped me back onto the bed, while he moved over my body. His tongue and lips trailing from my neck down to the swell of my breast, before his mouth claimed it and pulled my lip between his teeth. My body arched into his mouth, while whimpers escaped my lips before I had any ability to stop it. His talented mouth moved to my other breast while his long fingers drew a line down the center of my body until he reached the warmth between my thighs. The second his fingers touched my sex, I lost all control of my moans and let out a scream. Between the sweet assault against my nipple and the torture of his fingers sliding over and in my sex I quickly felt my orgasm building, until I could no longer stand it. I came around his fingers with a yell that brought a growl from Corey’s throat.

  I couldn’t stand it anymore. The desire for him to take me grew—I needed to take him and show him what I couldn’t tell him. I was his, there was no doubt about that anymore. My qualms from the past, watching my father walk away from us and the prospect of having to return to New York were the things holding me back. But when I was with Corey, all my reservations and inhibitions went away.

  As I came down from the amazing place only Corey knew how to bring me to, I decided to take things into my own hands. I climbed on top of him and let my tongue trail along his body, the way he did across mine. While my mouth was giving attention to his chest, I moved my hips against his growing erection. A hiss blew out through his clenched teeth, as I stroked him slowly with no clothes between us.

  “Dani baby…shit you feel so good.” I sat up just enough to run his tip along the most sensitive part of my body. My hips rolled around him as his fingers dug into my thighs with enough force that I didn’t doubt I was going to have bruises in the morning.

  “So you want me all to yourself?” Corey looked up at me and narrowed his eyes. His hands moved up my sides then back down to my hips.

  “You’re mine, Danielle. Deny it all you fucking want, but I’m the one that shares a bed with you. I’m the one in your heart.” The purr of his words sent a shiver through my body that affected the spot between where our hips were touching.

  “Take me.” My words rolled out. At the same time I dropped my hips down against him he thrust his pelvis upwards. The force shook us both and we cried out together. Corey’s hands left my hips and he held them in front of me. My hands instantly laced with his and I pressed against him while I began to move my hips. I rocked my body forward and backward, swirling my body in a circular motion, Corey’s eyes rolled back into his head. The stifled groans coming from him, was all the encouragement I needed to show him moves I had held back before tonight. Ever so slowly, I guided my body up and down his hard, pulsing length. Keeping my head on straight while Corey thrust in and out of me was more difficult than I thought it was going to be. I rolled my hips in another circle before I took him by surprise and bobbed my body up and down, dropping down hard each time. My body was screaming for its release but I refused to let this be over quite yet.

  I turned myself around so my back faced him. His hands roamed up and down my slick skin, while I clenched my hands around his legs and really began to move. Back and forth, side to side and even thrusting up and down. The feral noises leaving Corey turned me on more than just about anything else did. He quickly sat up and wrapped his arms around my chest. My knees were straddling his hips so I readjusted enough so I could take over once again. My hips ground against him while he thrust himself in; filling me to the hilt. My eyes could no longer stay open with the intensity of the thrusting and moving between the both of us. His hands cupped my breasts, while his tongue licked and nipped at my neck.

  I could tell he was close and since I’ve been on the edge from when we started basically, I was more than ready to spin out of control again.

  “Come for me, baby.” Corey growled into my ear igniting an explosion so intense I lost sense of where I was. Corey thrust up into me a couple more times before he filled me with the same incredible release I was experiencing. My scream filled the room but at this point I didn’t care if the entire bar heard me. This was exactly where I wanted to be and he was exactly the person I needed to reach new heights with.

  We slowly came down from our high together and Corey lifted me off of him but pulled us both down against the pillows. My body was completely spent; breathing heavy with sweat coating both of our bodies. Corey rubbed his thumb against my cheek while our eyes looked at nothing else but one another.

  “That was absolutely amazing, baby.”

  “I’m sorry for earlier.” I whispered. Corey leaned in and pressed his lips against mine.

  “Just try to resist doing it again, because I don’t know if I could hold off not punching another guy that puts his hands on you.” My lips quirked up in a smile.

  “It’s pretty sexy the way you get when you see another man touch me.”

  “No, what’s really sexy is seeing you jealous, because then, that tells me I actually mean something to you.” This probably wasn’t supposed to upset me but I couldn’t help it—it did.

  “Corey, you mean more to me than I could ever express.”

  He shook his head and placed a kiss to my lips. “Let’s not talk about this tonight, okay?”

  “Okay.” That was the last thing I said before I dozed off into a sated sleep, wrapped up in Corey’s arms and his world.

  Breathtaking

  The next morning when I woke up, everything felt different. The memories of the random guy and Jayme crept back into my mind, but were quickly overpowered by the mind-blowing sex we had.

  From the moment our eyes opened, my heart soared and my smile became a permanent fixture. Corey placed dozens of kisses on every surface of my body and I did the same. It was as if our lips were magnets, with how resistant we were to pulling away. Even when Corey wanted to ask me a question, he couldn’t keep his mouth from mine.

  “Will you.” Kiss. “Go somewhere.” Kiss. “With me.” Kiss. “Today?” I giggled against his lips and nodded. It didn’t matter if I had any plans today or not—I only wanted to be near Corey.

  “Let’s go shower.” Kiss. “Then I’ll take you home.” Kiss. “So you can change.” Kiss. “Then we can go.”

  “Will this be.” Kiss. “A co-ed shower?” Kiss. I asked, not that I expected anything but.

  “Absolutely.”

  In the shower we were able to continue the incredible passion we started the night before. Our hands never strayed far as we took turns washing and rinsing the other. We wrapped the towels around our bodies and returned to his bedroom. I was about to get dressed but then I saw Corey drop his towel and the sight of that perfect ass stopped me in my tracks. Since we had just had an equally explosive release in the shower, I figured this time I would just admire. Laying on my stomach in the middle of his bed with my elbows propped up supporting my head; I stared at the sexiest man I’ve known, without shame. Corey pulled up a pair of boxers then a pair of light wash jeans, before turning around to see me watching. His lips smirked up into a sexy smile.

  “Enjoying the view?”

  “Very much so.” I answer with a smile. My eyes looked over his sculpted chest, down the ripples of his six-pack and over the toned and sexy arms—that had be my favorite part of his body. When his hands situated on his hips, I looked up at the smug expression staring back at me.

  “You keep looking at me like that and we’re not going anywhere, sexy girl.”

  “Would that be a bad thing?” I challenged.

  “Most days no—but today yes, because I think you’ll have a lot of fun where I’m brin
ging you.”

  “Where are we going?” I sat up, while my voice squealed with curiosity. It wasn’t until I saw Corey’s blue eyes darken with desire as they roamed my body, that I realized the towel slipped from around my figure, leaving me naked. The satisfaction that Corey was as affected by me as I was by him, even after we just left the shower together—was empowering.

  “It’s a surprise.” He whispered, but his mind was elsewhere. I cast my eyes down at my naked body, kneeling on Corey’s bed.

  “Whoops.” I said with a shrug of my shoulders.

  Corey’s amused blue eyes pulled from my nude frame to my face. “Whoops? That’s all you have to say for yourself?”

  “Well, you’ve already made it clear that you don’t want to waste the day away.”

  “Let’s compromise.” In half a heartbeat I was pressed against his pillows, as Corey’s mouth trailed an erotic path down my stomach. My breath caught in my throat, as desire pooled low in my belly. Next thing I knew, Corey’s very talented mouth was on my sex, licking, nipping and plunging into my growing wetness. His fingers stroked in and out, as I bit down hard on my lips to prevent the multiple moans from scaring anyone that may be walking by.

  “Corey…” I moaned out. His tongue swirled around my swollen bud, teasing me within an inch of my life. When he finally stopped the tantalizing torture and gave me what I craved most, I flew over the edge. Corey didn’t stop until my heart rate was back to a safe range.

  His mouth moved up to mine and with a smile he said, “Yummy.”

  “That was…” I tried searching for the right words but nothing fit.

  “Good.” He said with a wink before moving off me. I was still unable to move from the pleasure this man once again provided. Corey tossed a pair of his sweatpants and a sweatshirt onto the bed for me. I willed myself up and pulled the clothes into place; scooping up my outfit from the night before, so we could head to my house.

  The October air was chillier than normal, making me wish I had another layer below the outfit Corey gave me. After he dropped me off at my house to get dressed, he surprised me with a coffee and scone from the local coffee shop. Since I wasn’t sure exactly where Corey planned to bring us I wanted to be ready for anything. I selected my favorite pair of light, curve-hugging jeans, brown leather boots that zipped up around my pants. For the top I put on a light blue tank top, white zip-up sweatshirt and a brown leather jacket over that. I pulled my hair back in a French braid and was ready to go.