by Ted Evans
“Klara,” I said in dark promise, rising, so I was speaking right in her ear. “I’m going to devour you.”
“I-I don’t taste delicious, though!”
In a normal situation, I might have found that funny, but I had a hot, sexy woman spread under me in a limo with my dick hard, and I was lying on top of her. There was nothing funny about our current situation.
“I’m sure you’ll taste just fine,” I said in reassurance.
I was too damn impatient, but I’d been trying to hold back since a while ago. I didn’t think, even though she was obviously as attracted to me as I was to her, that she would let me do this. She was in the perfect dress, too, that fell to her knees and had buttons down the front. I undid the buttons with one hand while tugging the skirt of her dress up with the other. When I pulled away from the kiss, I had an even sexier view waiting for me.
She was spread out for me, and I could see her black, lacey bra and panties. Her chest heaved with every heavy breath, and she was squirming, the expression on her face clearly showing off her want.
I planned to give her what she wanted, of course.
“Fuck, Klara,” I growled. “You’re beautiful.”
Even with her slightly dazed expression, it was easy to tell that she was pleased. Her hands were clutching at my arms, and she kept tugging at me.
“More,” she gasped, her breathing heavy. “More, Jake. Please.”
With a moan, I ducked my head down to press a kiss above the swell of her breast.
“Are you sure you want this, Klara?” I asked.
She nodded frantically with another tug.
I took her word for it. I dragged the cups of her bra down with my teeth, then attacked her nipples. I had a moment to worry when the cries started falling out of her mouth, but the limo should be soundproofed as long as the partition was up. I licked her nipple, then tugged it between my lips, then teeth, before finishing with a few hard sucks, before I moved on to the other nipple.
Below, I was quickly undoing my belt and fly. My hand was shaking a little, so I wasn’t as quick as I wanted to be. I couldn’t remember the last time I was this desperate.
My belt off and fly down, I shoved my pants down my thighs. Then, I slid my fingers beneath the crotch of her panties and tugged it out of the way. She gasped and squirmed when I ran my fingers over her sex, letting out a groan when I felt her wetness. I guided the head of my cock to her entrance and slid inside in one smooth thrust.
Klara went completely still beneath me, and that made me freeze as well. Still bent over her chest, I looked up and met her eyes.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
It would be hell. I’d have to jerk myself off because I wasn’t a fan of blue balls. But she shook her head. One of her hands tugged at my hair, and she arched her body against mine, making us both gasp when she took me in even deeper.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered. “Don’t you dare stop.”
With a curse, I buried my face in her chest and started moving. There was no way I could hold back, and I wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her to me as I fucked her in short, shallow thrusts. Klara cried out, hugging me with her limbs, and tried to move her hips to meet my thrusts.
“Klara,” I moaned her name, biting down on her shoulder.
I was already so close to the edge, and I was a little worried I’d come before she did. It surprised me a little since I hadn't been this trigger happy since I was a teenager. I wouldn’t say I was promiscuous, but I’d had enough partners that I could control myself well by now.
Klara just blew through all that, and she hadn't even really done anything.
Little shocks of electricity were running up and down my spine, and I could feel my balls tighten as I grew close. Klara was squirming in my hold, her cries getting louder. I sunk my teeth a little deeper into her skin and sucked, muffling a moan, and moved my hips even harder, faster. It only took a few thrusts, before I could feel her walls tightening inside me, and that was all it took for me. I came right after her, my thrusts erratic as I fucked her through her orgasm.
Afterwards, we were both left exhausted, but sated. I just barely had the strength to not fall on top of her, fearing I would crush her, her body trembling beneath mine.
“Oh, wow,” Klara whispered after a minute, still breathless. “That was amazing.”
I huffed out a breath and allowed my body to slump on top of hers for a minute.
Well, it was a memorable ride; for the both of us.
Chapter Seven
Klara
Lucky for me, the drive was a long one because I could barely feel my legs. We rearranged ourselves after some time, though I somehow ended up sitting in Jake’s lap. He’d explained the instruction given to the driver, but I didn’t much care for the sights.
Damn.
By the time we made it to the hotel, my body was still singing. My thighs and hips ached, too, and I had to hold onto Jake as he got out of the car and led the way inside. It was all I could do not to walk funny because people would surely notice.
Then, the other problem came.
Crap.
We hadn't used protection, and Jake came inside me, and I could feel it trickle down as I walked.
This part of sex, was the part I didn’t like. It could be so messy when you weren’t prepared, and right then, I could only feel disgusted. Jake saw my tight expression. We were in the elevator already, and we were alone, so I was leaning against him and he had his arms tight around me.
“Is there anything wrong?” he asked, frowning. “I didn’t hurt you or anything, did I?”
I shook my head quickly, then swallowed.
“Um,” I started, voice quiet. “No, I just really need to take a shower.”
I need a change of underwear, too.
He’d already pressed the button for his floor, though, and I didn’t move to press the second button.
“If that’s all, you can have a shower in my room,” he said. There was relief on his face, and in the next second, he was smirking at me again. “Would you mind if I joined you?”
The idea interested me, and I shook my head.
Suddenly, he was looking excited again, and it would be a lie if I said it didn’t make me feel a bit excited, too.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Jake was rushing out, tugging me behind him. Luckily, I’d gone with more sensible flats since I’d thought we’d be walking around today, and though I had to rush a little to keep up with his long strides, I didn’t mind. I even wanted to run ahead, but that would be too eager.
He unlocked the door quickly and pulled me inside, then quickly pushed me back against the door until it closed and covered my body with his, taking my lips in a rough kiss.
I groaned, already clutching at him as I felt the heat in my body start to build once more. The kiss ended all too soon, and I frowned up at him, but he just grinned.
“Why don’t we get to the shower before we forget, hmm?”
My face warmed at the teasing. He released all of me but one hand and pulled me behind him again, but it was slower this time like we had all the time in the world. I was more impatient, memories from half an hour ago in the limo coming back to me.
Jake didn’t release me until we were in the bathroom, and he started shrugging off his clothes. I was frozen for a moment, staring. This would be the first time I saw the body beneath his clothes. He didn’t disappoint at all.
“Are you waiting for me?” he asked.
I blinked, realizing he’d caught me staring at his six pack abs, and felt my face warm up. Jake just smirked and walked over to me. He pulled me into his arms for a kiss, as his hands started popping my buttons at the front of my dress with a simple flick of each button. Then, he took a step back and let it fall to the floor. Next, he pulled off my bra and reached down to give my nipple a hard suck.
“If you keep doing that, I won't be able to stand,” I said, breathless.
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�s chest rumbled.
In moments, we’d both stripped naked, and he picked me up, making me yelp, as he moved us under the shower. He turned the water on, and I shrieked as cold water immediately rained down on us. I tried to jump out of the way, but he just held me close and laughed.
“Let go,” I complained. “It’s freezing.”
Jake chuckled and ducked, so his mouth was at my ear. “If you’d hold still, we could warm up faster.”
I opened my mouth to protest some more, but he covered my mouth with his. I was still cold, but I went into the kiss gladly.
Damn.
Jake’s body was impressive; it was the kind of body I would see back in high school, then college, on the rare occasion I was passing by the school fields, or the pool, and saw a guy with his shirt off. But I was naturally shy, so I wouldn’t stare for too long and runoff.
Now, I could stare all I wanted, and when Jake allowed me time to breathe, I would. I was even bolder, stretching my hands to grope a little. I would glance at his face, but he didn’t look like he minded. Far from it, he groped me back. His hands would slide over my stomach, up to cup my breasts, then lower over my hips to squeeze my ass cheeks. When one of his hands slid between my thighs, I widened my legs and leaned back against the tiles.
The water had warmed up already, but I’d barely noticed because it felt like my body was burning. Then, Jake fell to his knees in front of me, and my eyes went wide.
“What are you doing?”
He pressed his face against my thigh and glanced up at me.
“Guess,” he said with a grin.
Before I could say anything, his hands on the inside of my thighs spread my legs further apart. He kissed my lower stomach, just above my pubes, and I sucked in a harsh breath.
“W-wait.”
My hands slid into his slicked hair and tugged a little. I could feel my face burning, even though my body was all for it. I wasn’t a virgin, but this was something I’d never done before.
“Just stand there and enjoy it,” he mumbled. “Trust me; it’ll feel amazing.”
Still, I wanted to protest, but then his face was between my thighs, and I let out a yelp as my whole body shivered when I felt his tongue on my clit. He licked me over and over in broad swipes, first just over my clit, then all over. The tip of his tongue teased at my entrance, and I closed and held on, my breathing sounding loud and harsh in the shower.
Then, his tongue slid inside me, thrusting in and out, and I could feel a tightening in my lower stomach. One of his hands rose up to cup my breast and play with the nipple, tugging at it with his fingers. His tongue slid out of me, and before I could even catch a breath, his lips circled my clit and sucked hard.
“Jake!”
My body shuddered as I came. Jake got up in a hurry, grabbing me as he did. He picked me up, and my limbs wrapped around him instinctively. Right on the tail of my orgasm, his hard cock slid into me, and we both groaned as I tightened around him.
“I’m so fucking close,” he whispered against my neck.
His hips moved, and though I felt weak, I cried out again. I was a little sensitive, but instead of pushing him away, I clutched at him tighter. He was leaving kisses all over my shoulders, down to my chest. He sucked on one nipple, then nibbled his way up my chest, and moved to play with the other nipple.
The heat rose up in my body once more, and I whimpered. He had me under his mercy, in the position I was in, I couldn’t move. Jake fucked me hard until I came again, so hard I almost passed out. I buried my face in his shoulder and heard him grunt before his body went still and he was spilling inside of me. Feeling his cock pulse inside of me made me shiver and gasp before I went still again.
I didn’t know how long we just stood there, but it was enough for my body to cool down enough to realize the water was a bit cold. Jake shivered, and finally released me. I whimpered as his cock slipped out of me.
“Jake,” I murmured against his skin. “I don’t think I can stand right now.”
He chuckled after a short pause and held onto me tightly. “Then just keep holding onto me, okay? I’ll wash you up quickly and put you to bed.”
I grumbled a little, but my legs had gone numb. When he set me down on my feet, I clutched at him, my thighs trembling. He washed me down quickly, though I squeaked and squirmed a little when he slid a finger inside me to remove some of his come.
The feel of his hands and the rhythm of the water was lulling me to sleep. Jake shut the water off and lifted me out of the shower. He set me down for a moment to wipe me down with a towel, barely passing one over himself as well.
As he carried me back to the bedroom and over to the bed, I was on the edge of sleep. He held me on his lap long enough to pull the sheets down, then put me in bed. I made sounds of protest as he went to leave, so he just sighed and joined me on the bed, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his chest.
I fell asleep moments later to the soft sound of his heartbeat.
Chapter Eight
Jake
Something warm was pressed to my chest, and my arm was feeling numb. Those were the thoughts in my mind as I slowly woke up. I remembered yesterday, and when I opened my eyes, Klara’s face was a few centimeters from now. She was still asleep, and I drowsily stared at her for a long moment.
Pretty.
I pulled my arm from around her to tuck a few stray strands of her hair away from her face so I could stare at her properly.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t just keep laying there, because I really needed to go to the bathroom. Klara was laying on my bicep, which was why my arm felt so numb. It was a bit of work, getting her off my arm without waking her, but I managed it and slid off the bed, rubbing my arm with a wince. It was pretty rare that I slept with the women I had sex with, and I wasn’t one for cuddling, either. Still, when I saw her frown and squirm until she was mostly lying in the place I’d just left, clutching the pillow to her face and curling up under the cover, I was tempted to get back in bed.
Dammit, I want to have her again. Behave!
My morning wood was twitching, and I decided to hurry to the bathroom. It would be hell trying to take a piss while I was hard, so I tried to cool down my thoughts. Since I was in there already, I decided to take a quick shower. Only, then I remembered last night and growled to myself before hurrying out quickly. I found some simple clothes to put on, then moved back to the bed.
“Klara?” I called quietly.
Her face was pressed into my pillow, and she was hugging it tightly. There was a tiny curve to her lips that made me smile. She looked too peaceful it felt like a crime to wake her, so I left her alone for the moment, finding my phone and heading out to the front room.
Just as I closed the door, my phone rang. My eyebrows jumped up as I thought of the lucky coincidence. I checked the name on the screen and frowned to see it was my brother. I hesitated for a bit but cut off the call.
I wasn’t ready to talk to him yet. Maybe later.
Before I could even sit down, my phone vibrated with a message. I sat down, before I opened it to read.
We headed back first.
I frowned. It would have been nice to know when they were leaving. My brother probably thought I needed more time alone.
“Shit,” I muttered with a sigh. “Now I have to go back, too.”
I didn’t doubt Dad would think it was strange that I didn’t go back with them, so I couldn’t be slow to follow behind now that Trent had already gone back. The wedding wasn’t too long away, so though I had my own place, we were all currently staying at home.
My eyes turned to the door leading to the bedroom, and I frowned. Instead of ordering for breakfast, I picked up the room’s phone and called the front desk.
“Hello? Yes, I’d like some stuff moved…”
I’d already asked for the stay in her room to be extended; I could just reduce it to one day and add one more to my own. Klara had been ready to leave as well. Once I was done givi
ng instructions and got the confirmation, I headed back to the room. I moved quietly so I wouldn’t wake her, and moved all my things to the front room to pack up there.
Then, I paused again. I didn’t know if she’d want breakfast or not, and I didn’t know when she’d be waking up, anyway, so I left that alone. But I couldn’t just leave her sleeping in my room and disappear, right? She…wouldn’t necessarily be worried, but she’d wonder where I went.
“Ah, crap.”
Last night, too. She couldn’t possibly have gotten the wrong idea, right? Fucking a woman and then leaving her wasn’t something I was new to, but it was a first with someone like Klara. For one thing, there had been no talk of what happened. The women I took to my bed would know it was a one-time thing before I took them home with me, or followed them back to their place, but Klara wasn’t like that.
I couldn’t wake her to explain everything, though. After our little fun in the shower, I’d woken her up at night for the last round, so she must be exhausted, and probably a little sore, too.
In the end, I decided to leave her a note. The room had a notepad and pen, and I sat down on the couch, thinking for a long time what to write.
Klara and I weren’t close. I’d helped her, and we’d spent yesterday together and even had sex, but I that didn’t necessarily mean we were close.
After a lot of thinking, I decided I was getting nowhere, so I leaned over the note and wrote something. I wrote several little notes, but none of them seemed right until I finally settled on one. So she wouldn’t see the evidence, I stuffed the rest in my suitcase and picked up the note to leave it on the nightstand where she was sure to see it.
There was a knock on the door that made me pause and change directions. When I opened the door, it was to find an employee of the hotel with Klara’s stuff.
“Did you take every personal item out of the room?” I asked.
The man nodded. “Yes, sir. I went through the room and picked up everything I could find that did not belong to the hotel. It’s all here.”
I nodded back and stepped aside so he could push the trolley of luggage inside. If anything was lost, Klara would have to find it herself, but I wasn’t worried. He set the stuff down beside the couch. I’d already pulled my wallet out and made sure to give him a good tip before he left.