InBedWithMrPerfect

by Heidi Lynn Anderson

  Saliva pooled in his mouth as he looked down at her. She was everything he could have imagined and more. “I have never seen anything so sexy in my life,” he said.

  Her chest heaved and her breasts swayed, seducing him even more. His cock strained against his zipper, begging to be free. “Are you sure you want this?”

  “Yes.” She licked her lips. Her fingers worked his fly over his throbbing shaft.

  A victorious scream clogged his throat. He swallowed and gazed down into her shimmering blue eyes. Feelings he hadn’t let surface broke free from their restraints and poured through him, lifting him to a level of elation he hadn’t known existed.

  Biting into her full bottom lip, Ann slid her hand around his dick. Ecstasy stabbed into him. He moaned, tugged down his pants and gazed down at woman of his dreams.

  “Ann.” He shuddered and bit the inside of his cheek.

  Ann’s sweet lips spread into a seductive smile. “Mmm.” She leaned in, her tongue darting out to flick lightly over his engorged cock head.

  Wet heat washed over his dick, almost bringing him to madness. His knees buckled. He wrapped his hands in her cascade of hair and willed himself not to come.

  She took him deep into her mouth. Her throat muscles milked the sensitive head of his cock. Joe’s world tipped on its axis. Short bursts of breath pushed past his lips. Nothing in his life could have prepared him for this moment. He’d spent years training and controlling his body and with one swipe of her tongue, she brought him to his knees. Resisting the urge to thrust himself down her throat, Joe squeezed his eyes shut. That made all the sensation more intense. This was what he’d been wanting for almost a decade. All the sleepless nights had been well worth it.

  Pleasure crashed over him, hard and demanding. Her talented mouth danced over his cock in a ballet of pure ecstasy. Pleasure filled his soul, nearly ripping him open.

  The burn deep inside him flared. Joe gripped her head and pulled out. “I’m going to come.”

  Ann’s nails dug into his hips, stopping his retreat. “I want to taste you.” She slid her hot mouth down his shaft.

  “Shit.” He was powerless when it came to her. “You feel so good.” Lights flashed behind his eyes. Rapture flooded over him in hungry waves. Spiking down his spine and erupting in his gut. Joe couldn’t hold back any longer. He cried out. Hot cum shot from his cock and washed over him, filling Ann’s mouth.

  The need to feast on her drove into him like a battering ram. Pulling himself from Ann’s heat, Joe pushed her back on the bed and started to move on top of her. “My turn.”

  “No, Joe, wait,” she said, wiggling out from under him.

  “What?” He shook his head clear and reined in his control. The haze dulling his brain lifted some and he sat.

  Ann stood. The destroyed dress slipped down her torso, revealing her shapewear. She pulled up her bra, covered herself with the tattered material and stepped toward the door. “I’ll be right back.”

  “Where’re you going?” He reached for Ann and grabbed her arm.

  “I need to, um…” Her gaze lowered and a pretty blush stained her cheeks.

  She’d had him so worked up he hadn’t noticed the binding garment before. His chest constricted and he frowned. Later they would discuss her choice of underwear.

  Tugging gently, Joe positioned Ann between his legs. “Honey, let me undress you.”

  “It would be easier if I just—”

  He traced a finger over her body shaper. “Please.”

  “Why?” Her fingers dug into his shoulders and dampness shimmered in her stormy sapphire eyes.

  Heart breaking, he slipped what was left of her dress off her arms. The silky material slid from her body and pooled around her gold shoes. “You are a fantasy come true.” He pressed a kiss on the skin peeking out at him just underneath her bra and reached around, unhooking it.

  Ann’s freed breasts swayed seductively in his face. His body came alive again. The sweet taste of Ann lingered on his lips, whetting his appetite for her even more.

  Whatever entity made this glorious woman, thank you. He slid his palms to Ann’s full flesh and plucked at her hard nipples.

  She hissed and arched into him. Goose bumps dotted her flawless skin. Ann glowed magnificently in the low light of the room. He would remember this moment for the rest of his life.

  Resting his cheek against her breast, Joe sighed. All the cells in his body vibrated with newfound longing. The need to explore every inch of Ann churned in his gut. He slid his thumb under the waistband cutting into Ann’s skin. She clasped his hands, stopping him.

  Biting back the flash of anger, Joe stared up at the only woman he’d ever loved. “Why won’t you let me touch you?”

  Her eyelids fluttered shut and the stiffness left her shoulders. “All I want is for you to you touch me… Just let me do this, okay?” Ann rolled the binding material down her stomach, over her hips and down her legs. Heaviness settled over him.

  Why did she wear that torturous thing? Didn’t she see how perfect she was?

  He would show her how sexy she was. He rose and lifted Ann, laying her on the bed. Joe stood and gazed down at the beautiful goddess before him. The blue glow filtering through the blinds washed over her, highlighting every heart-stopping curve. The stunning image of her drilled into his brain.

  Kneeling at the side of the bed, Joe spread Ann’s legs as pleasure beat through his body. Her musky scent wafted over him and the trimmed dusting of hair covering her apex beckoned to him.

  Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, inhaling her essence and flicking his tongue down her slit. The sweet tang of her filled his mouth. How had he lived without knowing this taste? All he knew now was he couldn’t possibly survive without it. He sucked her in and enjoyed.

  She shivered and pressed into him. “Yes, Joe.”

  Lust punched him in the solar plexus. Feasting like a man eating his last meal, Joe buried his face in Ann’s juicy cunt.

  Her back bowed off the bed, pushing her pussy hard against his mouth. Joe lapped at her entrance, fucking her with his tongue. Ann’s opening clenched around his invasion and drove him to the brink of devastation.

  Writhing, she dug her fingers into his hair and yanked him closer. “Oh, Joe, yes.”

  Ann’s sweet honey flowed over his lips. Desire to bury himself deep inside her erupted through his veins like lava. Leaning back, he stood. “Condom. Condom. God I need a condom now,”

  “Top middle drawer,” she panted.

  Joe hurried to the antique dresser, yanked open the drawer and grabbed a condom. Stepping back to the bed, he ripped open the wrapper and sheathed himself.

  “Glorious.” He took a second to gaze down at Ann.

  “I need to feel you inside me now.” Ann cupped a full breast and her bent legs moved seductively against one another.

  Joe gripped her knees and positioned himself between her thighs. Her pussy lips glistened with her need for him. Closing his eyes, he slid home.

  The slick, tight walls of her cunt closed around his cock in pure sensual delight. Ann raked her fingers down his back and lifted her lips to his. He moved in time with her tongue plunging into his mouth.

  Every thrust was better than the last. Joe wrapped his arms under Ann and pulled her to him. He couldn’t get close enough to her. He was inside her, for fuck’s sake, and still she was too far away. Hugging her to him, he drove in deep.

  Wetness washed over him. Her inner walls fluttered around his cock, soaking him in a sea of desire. Not able to hold back any longer, Joe reared up. His cock swelled. Fire sparked in his balls and speared up his dick. Air lodged in his chest as he succumbed to the blazing lust burning him alive.

  Chapter Two

  Bright light burned through Ann’s eyelids. Sighing, she wiggled back. Joe’s welcoming heat engulfed her in a cloud of awareness. Snippets of last night’s lust pulsed through her as memories of how he’d worked her into one mind-bending orgasm after an
other flooded her mind.

  Last night was like a dream. For a few hours, she’d let herself fulfill her fantasies, but like a dream she had to wake up. Blinking the grit from her eyes, Ann forced her scratchy lids to lift.

  Joe’s strong arm moved around her waist and tugged her to his hard length. His massive hard-on cradled against her ass. “Good morning,” he said.

  Biting back a moan, she tugged the sheet up over her shoulders. “Morning.”

  Where do I go from here?

  Usually after having sex, she got up, dressed and left under the cover of darkness. Not only had Ann not done the proverbial walk of shame in the light of day before, but she’d hadn’t dealt with the awkward morning-after.

  Glancing around the room she grinned. Their clothes lay in a disheveled heap on the floor. Her wrecked dress hung from the armchair in the corner. A zing ping-ponged through her. Never in her life had anyone tore a dress from her body. Damn, she’d loved it too. Her skin still tingled where he clawed at her. Ann had never felt so desirable before. Having a man lose control and rip her clothes off brought her to a previously unexperienced level of sexual excitement.

  Heaviness settled in her core. Last night was more than two friends scratching an itch. The wall she tried to keep around her heart cracked. Clearing what cobwebs lingered in her brain, she gave herself strict instructions.

  You will be fine. Keep your heart out of it and play it cool. That is the only way you can protect yourself.

  Her resolve set, Ann sat up, taking the sheet with her. She looked over at Joe. “I guess I should get up and take a shower?”

  “In a minute.” Joe’s dimples flashed and a sexy lopsided grin spread over his face. He stretched.

  Ann’s mouth dried as her gaze tracked down his chest. It should be illegal to look that good. He easily could be on the cover of one of those steamy romance novels she loved. She knew what it took him to look this way and how hard he worked at it. She respected him for it. But what she wished people knew was how nice Joe was in his heart.

  When she’d come up with the name Mr. Perfect for the gym it wasn’t because of his body. It was more about how he was inside.

  He tugged at the sheet covering her. Lust deepened the sparkles of green in his eyes.

  Her body quaked in response. The man would be the death of her. “Oh no you don’t.” She grabbed the covers and scurried to the edge of the bed.

  “That’s not what you were saying last night.”

  Licking her dry lips, she stood. The salty tang of him lingered on her mouth and the delicate skin still tingled from moving over the light dusting of hair around his cock. She shook her head to clear out the erotic images. “Don’t remind me.”

  “Last night was something we should’ve done a long time ago,” he said.

  Ann’s gaze moved to his impressive hard-on spearing up from his groin. The need to crawl to him and beg for more of last night’s delights bubbled up in her throat.

  “Keep looking at me that way and I’ll toss you on this bed and have you forgetting your name.” He rolled out of bed and stood, taking up her airspace.

  Icy spikes of longing drove into her as she gulped down her lust-filled needs. “We have things to do today.”

  “I want to do you today.” Joe’s finger grazed over her breasts.

  She tried to remember all the reasons why he couldn’t do her all day. “Do I have to remind you about your promise to show me the hiking trails in town?”

  You are so lame. Self-preservation had her gripping the sheet tighter around herself and backing away. Her ass bumped into the wall behind her, halting her retreat.

  “I remember.” He stepped closer to her. “But I don’t think you should hold me to that promise.”

  His heat socked into her. Heart racing, she put her hands on his shoulders and pushed. “Oh yeah? Why?”

  “Because,” he said as he tilted his head and nipped along her jaw, “we were at the beach and you were wearing that black halter top bathing suit when I said it.”

  Leaning away from him—because if she didn’t, that would be as good of a reason as any—she said weakly, “That’s not a reason.”

  “Is so.” Joe smiled and ran his hands up her arms. Weaving his fingers into her mess of curls, he tilted her head. “I’ve lived with you for over five years and have wanted you for longer. Do you know what that does to a guy?”

  Ann had a pretty good idea. She’d spent those years comparing herself to the Barbie doll lookalikes he’d dated. But Ann knew she didn’t stack up. She wouldn’t let his words and the heated look in his intense green eyes sway her.

  Forcing her overheated libido to cool some, she blew out a breath. Ann wanted to leave her heart intact, not drop it at his feet. Telling Joe she didn’t trust him with her heart would hurt him and that was the last thing she wanted to do. Her inability to forget the past was her issue, not his.

  “Ann?”

  The gentle tone of his voice broke something deep inside her. She forced herself to smile. “I’ve never had to do the walk of shame in my own home before.”

  He moved his free hand and cupped her breast. “You have nothing to be ashamed of.” Joe fingered the strand of hair resting on the sheet coving her. “You fulfilled my fantasies last night.”

  Heat flooded her face. It had been a long time since she’d let loose in bed. “It was pretty good,” she said.

  “Pretty good? It was great.” He leaned over and nipped at her neck. “After you started kissing my brains out, I couldn’t wait to bury my cock deep inside your tight pussy.”

  Every hormone in her body did the cha-cha. “If you keep talking to me like that, we’ll never get to go on our hike.”

  “Good. I think I pulled a hamstring last night.” Joe brushed his lips over hers.

  She slapped his arm. “No you didn’t.”

  “Ouch.” Joe rubbed his bicep. “How do you know?”

  “You don’t break a nail without telling me about it.”

  Bracing his hands on either side of her shoulders, he grinned. “It was the only way I could get you to kiss me.” He nibbled to the pulse point in her neck. “We will go for a hike this afternoon.”

  Oh, screw it. She tilted her head to give him better access. God, she was so weak. “You’ll miss the football game.”

  “Fuck the game.” Joe’s mouth moved down her neck as he ran a finger through her hair. “I want to see this glorious mass of golden curls fall around me when you come.”

  The rumble of Joe’s voice cascaded over her like a touch. Every muscle and cell inside her melted. She let the sheet drop.

  Joe cleared his throat. “Have I told you how much you drive me crazy?”

  Her heart shuddered. “The feeling is mutual.”

  “Good.” He nipped at her chin. “Oh, Ann.”

  The way he said her name filled her with happiness and dread at the same time. She squeezed her eyes closed. This is only temporary. Leave your heart out of the bedroom.

  He took a piece of her hair and drew tiny circles around her nipple. “The way these soft strands brush over my chest when you ride me drives me to madness.”

  Hot barbs of lust spread into her chest. She stroked a finger over her mouth. When Ann decided to let her body rule over her good senses, she didn’t count on her defenses splintering so fast. Later, when they had clothes on and Joe’s tongue wasn’t driving her mad, they would have a heart-to-heart.

  Slipping her hands into Joe’s thick, inky hair, Ann’s mind emptied. She pulled him closer. Searing heat bombarded her senses. In that moment, nothing else in the world mattered.

  Joe lifted her and laid her on the bed. She opened her legs, inviting him in. He smiled and grabbed a condom from the bedside table, sheathing himself.

  “Ann, I—“ He closed his eyes and in one fluid motion, he took her.

  She bowed into his thrust. Every time his hard shaft slid inside her it was as if the most important piece of her had found its way home. The in
tense satisfaction filled parts of her she didn’t know were empty. She rode the forceful sensations like a surfer on the wave of a lifetime.

  “Fuck, Ann.” Joe pulled out and flopped on his back.

  Grief at the loss swamped her. “No.”

  “Ride me.”

  Excitement pulsed through her and beat in her clit. She sat up and straddled him. Ann maneuvered her hand between them and guided him inside. His thick cock bumped the top of her channel as splinters of ecstasy lanced into her core. “Oh, please.”

  Newfound desire burned in every inch of her. Heat speared into her with every downward thrust and Ann’s body convulsed as her pussy pulsed around his cock.

  “You’re so fucking hot.” He gripped her hips and reared up.

  Leaning down, she nipped his bottom lip. “More, I need—”

  “Oh, baby.” He shook and pulled her to him. Their hips moved in harmony as his cock stroked inside her.

  Joe stilled. His tongue pushed past her lips and filled her mouth. Ann squirmed against him, needing the friction. Intertwining his hands in her hair he tugged, fueling her impending orgasm to the tipping point.

  Her world exploded in a whirl of overwhelming sensations. “Yes,” Ann moaned. “Joe, yes.”

  He steadied her rocking hips. “Get on your hands and knees.”

  Shaking now, she rushed to do what he asked.

  Joe moved behind her and spread her ass cheeks. “Fucking hot, so fucking perfect.”

  His hard length rammed into her cunt. Shock and yearning mixed in an erotic cocktail, with every hard thrust bringing her closer to ecstasy. Her pussy rippled around him, tightening its hold on Joe, not wanting to let him go.

  “That’s it, baby.” He grabbed her hair and pulled.

  Her head lifted and sweat dripped down her back. “Yes.” In that moment, everything stood still.

  The pinpricks of pain on her scalp swirled with the exquisite heat blooming deep in her core. She balled her fists in the sheets and squeezed her inner muscles.

  “I love when your pussy tightens around my cock.” He slammed hard.