Playboy Ever After

by Chance Carter

  Nora looked at him trying to gauge his feelings. He certainly seemed sincere and not at all upset. He glanced her way and grinned, as if to reassure her.

  “Come on, I appreciate your honesty,” he said, patting her hand. “You’re amazing, Nora. All I ask is that if anything changes, you let me know right away, okay? I don’t want to be that chump that thinks he has a chance if there is no chance in hell,” he said lightly, although there was an edge of truth to his humor.

  “Of course, and I hope you would do the same for me,” she agreed, letting out the breath she had been holding.

  He threw her a quick wink and suddenly she had the urge to kiss him. He caressed her hand, then gave it a long squeeze. She looked up at him and smiled, and in that exact second, felt her heart make space for him.

  It was late when they got back to her place and even though she insisted that she could walk herself up, Gage wouldn’t consider it, in spite of an early morning practice. As soon as the door closed behind them, he clasped her face in both his hands and pulled her in for a kiss, softly parting her lips with his tongue. She ran her hand up his chest, feeling the warmth of his body and the rhythmic beating of his heart under her touch. There was something comforting about it, a familiarity she couldn’t explain. Heat radiated through her womb, weakening her knees.

  “This was the best night,” he whispered, when he finally pulled himself away.

  She missed his lips the second they were gone.

  “Me too. Do you want to stay? Maybe have some tea?” she asked, hopeful for more of his kisses.

  He moaned softly, his face inches away from hers.

  “Oh god, I wish I could,” he growled, kissing one cheek, and then the other, “but I need to get some sleep. Next time?”

  “You promise?” she purred, kissing him back, and wishing he wouldn’t go.

  He chuckled softly, as though thrilled with her response.

  “Promise,” he said, between kisses. “Next week. I’m home Thursday.”

  “Come for dinner,” she demanded playfully, nibbling on his neck. She could feel his erection swelling and it excited her.

  “You’re killing me, Nora,” he groaned, his hands sliding down her back. He pulled her into a tighter embrace, rubbing his cock against her. “Yes, dinner,” he said, in barely a whisper.

  “I can’t wait,” she replied breathlessly.

  She was pretty sure he could make her cum just with his kisses. It had been years since she’d had a good old make out session, just long, lingering kisses without the expectation of anything else. There was something really hot about that.

  “I’ll text you,” he assured, peeling himself away.

  He opened the door then turned back for one more kiss before leaving. She closed the door and leaned back into it, flushed, flustered and horny. She stayed that way for a few minutes, waiting to catch her breath. In the spirit of practicing mindfulness, she tried to pin point exactly how she felt in that moment, as a plethora of emotion swirled through her head.

  It was joy.

  Chapter 14

  Nora

  “I can’t believe you haven’t fucked him yet,” Dana mused, folding a clean towel from the basket in front of her. “Do you think it’s going to happen tonight?”

  Nora looked up from the sheet she was folding and shrugged casually at her sister.

  “I hope so. He’s coming here after practice. I’m cooking a romantic dinner for us,” Nora explained wistfully, contemplating what she hoped would be a sexy night, and that finally she and Gage would make love.

  They had been dating over a month now, but hadn’t sealed the deal yet. It wasn’t that they weren’t into each other, just the opposite. She adored everything about him. The problem was, they could only see one another occasionally, and had been out only a handful of times over that month. Every date had been wonderful, he had even introduced her to some of his friends, proudly showing her off. He was romantic, attentive and considerate, just not in any hurry to fuck her. They shared intimate conversations, sweet caresses, and long, deep wet kisses that left her hot and bothered, confused and wanting. As much as she loved the romance and intimacy, and the deep bond they were developing, she was ready for him to turn up the heat. She needed to know if he had an adventurous side, and the anticipation was torture.

  Leo on the other hand was the polar opposite. He had yet to introduce her to anyone in his life and even avoided an invite to meet her sister, taking a shift at work at the last minute. That didn’t bother Nora really, she was certain that these things would come in time, but she would be lying if she said she wasn’t curious about that. Her relationship with Leo was all passion and spice. He was bold and playful, and was able to tease something out of Nora she never knew existed. She felt like a goddess when she was with him, an insatiable sex siren! His confidence was a huge turn on for Nora and he made her feel like she could be as daring and open minded as she wanted, in fact, he encouraged it. Leo was a high achiever in bed and their sex life was an A+, but something was missing. Intimacy.

  Nora tried searching for it behind all of Leo’s closed doors, gently prying them open, just a crack, attempting to peek inside. He was very good at deflection, distracting her with seduction or humor. Moving targets were so hard to hit. She saw glimpses of vulnerability in him and she was hopeful that over time he would reveal another side of himself, because ultimately she needed more from him if their relationship had any chance to grow. It wasn’t that she hadn’t tried to learn more about him, but she realized very quickly that Leo side-stepped a lot of emotional landmines which made it challenging to see behind the veil.

  The truth was that each man fulfilled her needs in his own unique way, and did it quite well. Gage made her feel adored, respected, comfortable, and safe. He spoke to her heart. Leo? He made her feel desired, excited, challenged, and maybe even a little dangerous. He knew how to fire up her libido! Maybe it was shallow, but her job was mentally demanding and she appreciated a good romp to help her unwind, but she needed a deeper connection, too.

  Both men had the qualities she needed in a partner. What one was lacking, the other had in abundance. If she had a magic wand and could blend her two lovers together, they would create her ideal man, the man of her dreams. But Nora was a realist, she had to be patient. She knew, given enough time, that they eventually would let their guard down, embrace their vulnerability, and share all of their mysterious facets, even the parts that scared them. She was confident that when that happened, there would be no doubt remaining and she would know what she needed to do, or which man was right for her. In fact, she was counting on it.

  Nora folded the last two pillow cases and placed all the clean laundry back in the basket. She looked at her sister and smiled, ready to tentatively bring up a sensitive subject.

  “Any word on Sam’s transfer?”

  Dana shook her head and sat back into the couch, tucking her legs up under her.

  “No. He stopped discussing it with me after I had a meltdown last week. For a lawyer you would think he would be less of a chicken shit, and not avoid confrontation,” she offered, her frustration obvious.

  “I’m sure he has mixed feelings, Dana. He lives to make you happy and he knows that a move like this will be hard on you,” Nora soothed. “I’m sure he’s just trying to be sensitive to you.”

  “Yeah, yeah. Stop taking his side,” Dana snapped. “Can’t you just let me pout about it for a while?”

  Nora frowned and nodded her head slowly. She knew how hard this was for her sister.

  “Of course,” Nora agreed, patting her sister on the leg. “Sorry.”

  “So, what are you making for dinner tonight?” Dana asked, wisely changing the subject.

  “Chicken korma,” Nora offered enthusiastically, “I think he’ll like that. Last time he came for dinner I ended up getting home so late from work we just ordered a pizza. I’m excited to cook for him.”

  “Sounds delicious. Then after dinner maybe
he’ll eat you for dessert,” Dana teased with a wink.

  “Hmmm,” Nora rolled her eyes at her sister and giggled, “Why do you always have to be such a horn dog?”

  “I’m just saying what you’re thinking! How about you greet him at the door in your apron?” Dana suggested provocatively.

  “Why would I do that?” Nora shrugged, looking at her twin curiously. He knows I’m co—

  “Just the apron,” Dana added, staring at her sister wide eyed, as though she thought she might be daft.

  Nora chuckled softly, finally catching her drift.

  “Oh… actually, that is not a bad idea,” she agreed optimistically, “not bad at all!”

  Chapter 15

  Coop

  Sunday afternoon practice seemed to drag on forever. Coop was preoccupied with thoughts of Nora, excited to see her later that day. He’d missed her! It had been more than a week since their last date. They had gone out for dinner and then back to her place. It had been hard not to fuck her, God knows he wanted too, but he was determined to build intimacy with her first, to really get to know each other before jumping in the sack. She was a fascinating woman, more honest and forthcoming than any woman he had ever dated. He didn’t think he would ever tire of their conversations. They could talk about pretty much anything. She was brilliant. He knew he needed to make a move soon. Nora seemed far too polite to initiate sex, so it was going to be up to him. He just wanted the timing to be perfect.

  The traffic from the Staple Center to Pasadena was surprisingly light and he found himself pulling into her parking lot a few minutes early. He sent her a courtesy text, letting her know he was there and she quickly replied, inviting him to come right up. She had promised him a home cooked meal and he wondered what she was going to serve. Since he hadn’t eaten since early that morning he was already starving. He could smell rich spices in the hallway just outside her apartment and his stomach growled in anticipation. He knocked on the door and thought he heard her say something, but he wasn’t quite sure what. He went ahead and tried the door and it opened.

  When he stepped inside she greeted him with a cheeky smile. It took him a second or two to realize that she was not wearing anything under her frilly apron, but as soon as it was clear, he quickly shut the door, dropping his keys and phone on the table.

  “Come here,” he demanded, holding his arms out to her.

  She went to him swiftly, falling into his embrace, and kissing him passionately. He wrapped his hands around her bottom and lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around him. His cock got rock hard instantly, as it pressed against her nakedness.

  Perfect timing, he thought playfully, holding her up against the wall. She was full of surprises. Her kisses were frenzied and full of need, and served to fuel his own desire.

  “Where,” he growled, carrying her down the short hallway, wanting more than anything to free up his hands so he could touch her.

  “You decide,” Nora breathed, sinking her teeth into his neck.

  The gesture sent a thrill through him.

  He wanted to take her right then and there, lay her out over the side of the couch and take her from behind, pounding himself into her with the desperation he felt. He had fantasized about fucking her just about every night since they met, taking her in every way, filling every hole. In his fantasies he was a fucking beast, a bad boy, and she loved it, but this was real life and he was a gentleman. He wanted this to be all about her, to make her feel special, and cared for.

  “Bedroom,” he moaned, making his way towards her chambers.

  She sighed heavily in his ear, a signal he took for assent. He kicked her door open with his foot, nearly dropping her.

  “You can put me down,” she chuckled, loosening her grip around his neck.

  “Not a chance,” he growled, adjusting his stance.

  He easily carried her over to the bed and laid her down gently, kissing her softly on the lips. He loosened the apron ties around her neck and waist, then peeled it away and tossed it on to the floor, pausing to take in her beauty. She was the epitome of femininity with those voluptuous curves. All woman, soft flesh, curvy breasts, and full hips that framed her pretty, trimmed pussy. She was perfection.

  She watched him looking at her, a mischievous smile on her lips as he grinned back at her hungrily, his eyes lit with need.

  “One of us is way over dressed,” she teased, tugging on his shirt.

  “Well, we’ll have to remedy that,” he agreed, shifting himself off of her.

  He quickly undressed, pleased that Nora was watching him. She didn’t seem apprehensive at all, and he hoped that his own nervousness was well hidden. He dropped his clothes on the floor piece by piece then climbed back on the bed beside her, pulling her on top off him. She had no objections, and instead giggled playfully while she straddled one leg on either side of him. His cock twitched uncontrollably against her pussy, as though straining to penetrate her. She brought her parted lips down on his, forcing her tongue into his mouth, her fingers tangled into his hair. She was assertive, desperate, almost greedy with need, and he was digging it! He moaned his approval, grabbing her plump ass cheeks in both hands, and grinding her clit with his cock. The pressure was exquisite.

  “Fuck, I want you,” she purred. “You have no idea how much I have wanted this.”

  “Me too,” he agreed, kissing her neck, and tasting the salty sweetness of her flesh.

  Her perfume intoxicated him and he wanted to taste more of her. He easily flipped her over, switching places with her. He nibbled down her neck stopping to pull one full nipple into his mouth, and then the other, sucking her as tenderly as he could. He swirled her buds with his tongue using every ounce of his self-control not to bite her. God how he wanted to. Instead, he pulled himself away and kissed her between her breasts, trailing his tongue down to her navel. She sucked in her breath violently, raising her hips underneath him, squirming under his touch. He loved her reaction and felt encouraged to do whatever he could to elicit that response again and again. His cock dripped and throbbed between his legs, anticipating the pleasure to come.

  He looked up at her for approval before nestling himself between her legs. She smiled at him dreamily, and opened her legs for him, inviting him to feast. He was more than happy to oblige and kissed all around her mound, using his tongue to gently coax open her swollen lips. He licked from her juicy hole all the way up to her clit, seducing a deep, and throaty moan from her. Her cream was both sweet and tangy, like an aged bourbon, but without the bite. He couldn’t get enough. As he traced the folds of her pussy with his tongue, she twitched and moaned her approval, knitting her fingers through his hair. Each time he would land on a pleasurable zone, she pulled him closer, silently teaching him where her hot spots were. He was an eager student, tucking the knowledge in a safe place so he could draw on it whenever needed. He hoped that would be often.

  He plunged two long fingers deep inside her, using his thumb to tease her clit. She inhaled sharply.

  “Hmmm,” she moaned, raising her hips to his mouth, “don’t stop.”

  He wouldn’t dream of it, he thought, as he played with her peach, offering her his mouth once more. He fucked her with his fingers while his tongue lapped at her clit. She cried out again, her thighs tightening around him as she came. He did his best not to break rhythm, wanting her pleasure to last for as long as possible. When she finally loosened her grip, he carefully pulled his fingers out of her, and then crawled up the bed to lay beside her. She gently played with his hair, catching her breath. He kissed her on the forehead, catching her eyes as he pulled away. There was a gleam in them that told him she wasn’t done.

  He was still hard as a rock and desperate to fuck her, but he had a problem. He didn’t have a condom. He must have had a look of panic on his face, because Nora reached out and caressed his arm.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked gently, offering him a kind look.

  “Um... I... well... I came unprepared... I
wasn’t thinking,” he sputtered, feeling more than a little embarrassed. For the past few dates he had made sure to throw a few condoms in his pocket, but because he came right from practice, it just never occurred to him. “Fuck!”

  “Drawer, right beside you,” she whispered, pointing over his shoulder.

  He smiled at her gratefully, relief washing over him, as he opened the drawer to find an unopened box of condoms waiting for him.

  “You never know,” she mused, playfully tapping his ass.

  He rolled back towards her and kissed her.

  “Will you do the honors?” he teased, handing her the condom.

  She snatched it from his hands with a cheeky grin.

  “It would be my pleasure,” she agreed, ripping open the package, “but just a taste first.”

  She gently urged him back into the pillows and then kissed down his chest, following the treasure trail of the soft hair down his abdomen. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and brought her mouth down over the tip of his cock. The warmth from her tongue instantly sent shivers of pleasure through his gut. He placed a gentle hand on top of her dark hair, encouraging her to continue. She lapped at his pre-cum, while her hand stroked him back to full attention. Her moans while she pleasured him were enough to send him right over the edge but he wanted to be inside another hole, so he did his best to focus on not exploding down her throat while she lapped, licked and sucked his cock.

  “Nora,” he choked, barely able to squeak out her name. “God, this feels amazing, but I haven’t fucked a woman in a long time. I don’t think I can last much longer.”

  Nora pulled her mouth slowly off him, her eyes locked to his.

  “Sorry,” she giggled, “allow me.”

  She pulled the condom out of the wrapper and rolled it over his rock hard erection before shimmying up his body. As soon as she was in his arms he playfully flipped her on her back, pressing his lips onto hers. She opened her legs for him and he quickly penetrated her. He fucked her slowly and tenderly, holding her wrists above her head, her beautiful breasts pressing against his chest. He wanted her to cum again and tried his best to bring her there, but his impatient cock betrayed him. Her soft mews and hot breath on his neck pushed him to the edge of madness, but the moment she wrapped her legs tightly around his ass he was a goner. He buried his face into her neck, trying to control his groans, slamming into her until he came. It was one of the most intense climaxes he had ever experienced. It felt as though he was sharing the core of his soul with her.