by April Angel
“Undress for me.” His voice was deep and domineering.
She wondered how long it would take her to get him naked. She stepped toward him, grabbed the edge of her top, pulled it above her head, and dropped it on the ground. She stood before him, fully topless with her breasts revealed. His gaze was on her chest. Her nipples tightened into painful little nubs that begged for attention.
Moisture dripped down her thighs. He lifted his hands to her face, cupped her neck and tugged her forward for a kiss—a white-hot kiss. Passionate and demanding, it spread brazen thirst through her body. She whimpered into his lips. His tongue filled her, delved deep into the caverns of her mouth, and claimed her for himself.
She slid her hands up his warm body and to his shoulders, digging her nails into his biceps. She’d never been with a man who’d made her this hot, this needy, and this desperate. Moving forward, she rubbed her body on his. The steel length of his cock pressed at her belly, long and hard. She couldn’t help herself and dropped one hand, gripping him over his dress pants.
He tore away from her. “Fuck, sweetheart.” He looked deep into her eyes. “Yes, touch me.”
Her throat went dry. She fought his belt. The damn thing didn’t want to come off. Then it was the stupid high-tech clip on his dress pants. And finally, she unzipped him. Within seconds she filled her hand with his cock. The hard bar pulsed in her grasp. Hot. Goose bumps rose over her skin as she slid her hand up and down his length. Electricity shot down from her nipples to her throbbing clit. He kissed her neck, chest, and seized her nipple with his lips. Her breath hitched. He sucked her into his hot mouth, flicked his tongue, and grazed his teeth on the tiny nub.
“Oh, God.”
Her grip on his cock tightened. He thrust into her hand. She pumped his length while trying not to lose her mind with the way he sucked her nipple. Her pussy grasped at nothing, wanting to be filled. Wetness slid down the sides of his cock as pre-cum lubricated his shaft and allowed her to jerk him with ease.
The punishing pace he flicked his tongue over her tiny point coaxed a moan from her lips. He molded her other breast, tweaking her flesh until she thought her pussy would burst into flames. The slinky skirt pooled around her ankles. Oxygen pounded its way into her lungs. One of his hands went between her legs. She bit her lip and widened her stance. When he delved his fingers between her pussy lips and around her clit, fireworks sparked behind her eyelids.
“Please.”
He stopped nibbling on her breast and glanced up at her, eyes filled with explosive passion. “You are, by far, the sexiest woman ever.”
She panted. Her body burned with the need to have him inside. “You’re pretty hot yourself.”
He dipped a finger into her. She immediately flexed her pussy muscles around him, sucking on the digit.
“Fuck!”
“I need more. I need you.” She panted.
He pulled his finger out of her and licked it. “I knew you’d taste sweet, like honey.”
Goddamn. “Fuck me. Please.”
He toed off his pants, grabbed her hand and led her down a hallway, to a large bedroom with a giant glass wall, facing out to the river. They went straight for the massive bed. He pulled condoms from the nightstand drawer. Their bodies twined on the bed. Caresses became more intense. Every touch turned into a new point of exploration. A brand.
Their lips met in another kiss. A kiss so intense and deep, it unlocked something she wasn’t sure she wanted to acknowledge right now. He kissed his way down her body, to her quivering belly and her hips. He licked around a tattoo she had on her hip of a flaring star. She ran her fingers into his soft blond hair. Gripping his strands for dear life, she held on as he settled himself between her legs. The first swipe of his tongue was enough to make her shudder.
“Yesss.”
He shoved his entire face between her folds. Her pussy gushed, dripping cream down to her ass. He dipped two digits into her sex and fucked her with his fingers. She moaned, thrusting her hips closer to his face.
“More!”
Tension wound into a jagged ball inside her. He brushed his tongue over her clit in what she’d swear was motorized rotation. The quick flicks, partnered with his fingering of her sex, shoved her so close to the edge, she could look down and see herself falling. She panted, moaned, and panted again. He sucked her clit hard. She went rigid and everything snapped inside her like a rubber band.
“Oh…God!”
Pleasure blasted through her in a wave of release so powerful she was left breathless. Her orgasm flowed over her in a rainbow of bright colors. Her pussy sucked at his fingers. He continued licking her, slowing his thrusts to drag out her orgasm. He tore at the condom packet and slid it over his north-pointing cock. She whimpered, legs spread eagle. Her body blazed.
“You’re so hot.” His deep voice shot pricks of lust down her spine. “Beautiful.” He stared between her legs. “What a pretty pink pussy you have. I can’t wait to fuck you.” He stalled. Met her gaze. “Are you sure you want this?”
His voice sounded so strained, as if he was asking but would probably die if she said no.
“If you don’t shove that cock into this pretty pink pussy soon, I will have to hurt you.”
He exhaled loudly. Molten lava heated her core. He slid his cock inside her, gliding deeper in the slick, juicy folds. Then he moved up her body and bracketed her head with his arms.
She tugged his head down and linked their lips together. He groaned deep in his throat. She held him captive in her kiss, pushing him over the edge.
He plunged into her in one quick drive. Her breath caught in her chest, but he continued to kiss her. His cock stretched her nerve endings until they felt pulled taut. She jerked her face away from the kiss and moaned.
“Oh my God. Fuck, that feels so good. My…damn you’re big.”
He chuckled. “You can take me. You fit me like a glove.”
Her pussy quivered. He propelled back, until he was almost out of her and thrust forward so hard his balls slapped her ass.
She met his gaze. “Again. Harder now.”
His nostrils flared and his jaw clenched. He thrust in and out of her in fast, pummeling drives. It was almost impossible to get air into her lungs, because every time she did, he’d slam his cock into her and she’d exhale with how amazing it felt.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re so wet and tight. Perfect.”
Her hands moved from his bunched arm muscles down to his firm ass. She dug her nails into his cheeks and pulled him deeper into her. Pleasure blossomed with each stab of his cock.
The familiar winding started to take place inside her. His thrusts increased to a demanding speed that only allowed for her to whimper with each glide. She was glad the bed appeared to be bolted down, because at the speed he moved, she was sure they would have made a hole in the side of the boat.
He kissed her again. Their tongues dueled in wet caresses and panted groans. She slipped a hand between their bodies and rubbed the swollen nub of her clit. Spirals of lust grew until her skin felt tight and her pussy throbbed with the need to come. She moaned. An inferno of desire united them in their search for release. Perspiration slicked their bodies. He quickened his pace. Each thrust turned punishing.
He groaned, latching onto her bottom lip. “Your pussy feels so good gripping my cock, nice and tight.”
Oh goddamn, she was going to come if he started that.
“Every time I slide inside you, it’s like being enveloped by hot, wet kisses.”
Pressure built so fast it caught her off guard. She went stiff under him, her release pushing her to the edge again. He ground his cock so far into her she broke.
“Ohhhh!”
Her body softened with the tide of pleasure she rode. Rockets of bliss and aftershocks shook her. Jared drove deep into her body, almost kissing the neck of her womb in the process. She gripped his ass and panted, glancing into pitch-black eyes. The lines of his face tightened. With each breath
he slowed, until he held himself rigid above her. His cock pulsed inside her. He nuzzled hot breaths into her shoulder.
“Fuck!”
He groaned. The rigidity melted from his frame with each jerk. They panted in unison. She ran her hands up and down his back. A smile split her lips. He kissed her throat in soft, fluttering touches. Exhaustion and too much champagne lulled her to sleep.
* * *
She jolted awake. Glancing around the big bed, she realized she was alone and peered around the moonlit room. Jared stood outside, on the balcony, wearing a pair of black boxers. She slid from between the covers and put on a robe she saw draped across a chair. She tied it around her waist and ignored the dragging sleeves. Once outside, she stopped some distance from him. She hesitated before finally breaking the silence.
“Are you OK?”
He turned to her. Surprise filled his eyes, followed by lust. Her throat went dry. He prowled to her, his steps sure and his gaze dark with passion.
“I am now.”
Well, shit. The way he walked toward her, so controlled and commanding, made her want to step back, but she held her ground. In a few steps he was in front of her, cupping her face and kissing her. Softly. Carefully. It was a kiss that touched her to her very core and sparked an emotion she wasn’t interested in dissecting. No. This was a single night to break free. Not to overthink things. Not to get emotional. He caressed her jaw, ran his fingers into her hair and grasped a handful of strands. One tug back had her head in a position where he dominated.
Night air rustled through the trees. She didn’t care that they were outside. She’d severely injure anyone who dared interrupt them. A soft moan escaped her lips as they met his. Her body flared to life at warp-speed. His torso was smooth, hot, and enticing when she stroked her hands over him. Passion heated her core. Lava exploded in her veins with the force of a cataclysmic shift. He tugged on her robe while she yanked on his boxers. Her hand filled with his cock at the same time her breast filled his cupped palm. He squeezed, kneaded, and tweaked her nipple. The robe slid down her arms and pooled on the wooden floor.
She longed to taste his velvety length but needed to catch her breath. He groaned, and she grinned. The sound he made was filled with need and frustration.
She glanced into his intense, dark eyes. If she didn’t know better, she’d swear he could see into the deepest, darkest parts of her—parts that were off limits to everyone. Scared that maybe he’d see too much, she dropped her gaze to his chest.
“Come here.” His command was clear, but she wasn’t in the mood to let him be in charge. Not just yet.
“No.”
She went against her word and stepped forward. Sharp need clamored for release inside her. She brushed her lips against his chest, flicking her tongue over one nipple. He groaned and gripped her hair tighter. The sounds he made turned up her desperation. She loved his short intakes of air. The way he thrust his cock into her grip and how he’d curse after each bite and lick she inflicted on his heaving chest added to her enjoyment. She kissed her way down his body, until she was kneeling before him, his cock standing proud in front of her.
Desire dripped from her pussy, down her thighs. She licked her lips and glanced up at him, all the while stroking his cock with her hand.
“You look so beautiful down there.” He looked so turned-on, it felt empowering to know he was enjoying watching her touch him.
She grinned. “I bet I can look even better.”
He watched with approval in his eyes. “You look fucking amazing with my cock in your hand. Keep touching me, baby.”
“Oh, I can do better than that.” She leaned forward and circled her tongue over the mushroomed head of his cock, licking the beads of moisture gathered at the slit. Salty flavor exploded in her mouth.
“Fuck!” His voice was rough, but the grip on her hair softened.
She fingered her pussy at the same time she sucked his dick deep into her mouth.
“You’re absolutely captivating.”
She moaned around his shaft, jerked, and continued to suck him.
“I can’t wait to fuck your tight, wet pussy.” His voice was low—so dirty. She felt her body tightening. “You have the sexiest body. I know you’re dripping wet for me right now, aren’t you?”
Holy fuck, she was going to come with his cock in her mouth. She sucked him deeper, harder, and jerked him with one hand while the other fondled her clit. She tapped the little bundle and shuddered. She was so close.
“Look at me, Luciana.”
Oh hell. She glanced up, and their gazes met. He thrust his cock deeper into her mouth. She moved her hands to grip his ass cheeks, taking his full length down her throat.
She hollowed her cheeks tight around his cock, fluttering her tongue over the underside. Moving a hand to grip the base of his dick, she licked her way down to his balls while jerking him, and sucked on them. She glanced up. His jaw clenched and his nostrils flared. His entire body was tightening the more she sucked. She opened her mouth, with her gaze still attached to his, slapped his cock over her tongue and jerked him.
Her pussy was on fire and fingering it was no longer helping. Watching his reactions and listening to his words was hotter than any porno she’d ever seen.
He closed his eyes, panted, and caressed her head. “Sweetheart…fuck…I’m so close.”
His words were broken, and she became fascinated with the need to see him come. She jerked harder, sucked tighter, until her jaw ached, and she swore she wouldn’t be able to chew for a week. But fuck it all, she wanted him to come in her mouth and on her breasts. And she wanted it now.
He tensed and thrust hard one final time into her mouth. She almost gagged but held on and swallowed when he spurted warm semen down her throat. Moisture continued to drip down her legs, bouncing her focus between him spilling into her mouth and the need for him to fuck her. Sucking and licking him, she continued to swallow his seed with each jerk. Tiny shudders racked him when she did a final swipe over his cock.
“You’re amazing.” He helped her to her feet and kissed her. The kiss was hot, greedy, and he shoved one hand between her legs. “And so fucking wet, I can’t wait devour you.”
She pulled away, so horny she almost saw double. “Then do it. Eat me. Lick my pussy and make me come.”
Air panted out of her as she sat on the nearest lounger and spread her legs wide for him. He kneeled and pulled her to the edge, draping her legs over his shoulders.
He kissed her inner thigh and grinned. “You really do have the prettiest pink pussy. Dripping wet and swollen and…” He licked a spiral over her clit. “You taste fucking fantastic.”
Goddamn, he was good. And not just with the dirty talk—which was such a turn-on, with his deep voice and rough words—but the flicking he did felt amazing. Flames shot from the nipples she was pinching, down to her sex. Her pussy fluttered; she was so close to coming, it would take nothing. Her body was wound tight. She panted. It was hard to breathe when all her focus was on her need to come.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
He swiped at her clit, thrust his tongue into her sex, and sucked on her folds. She gulped, wiggling in his grasp and pinching her nipples harder.
“Oh…” Her breath hitched. “So close.”
He sucked hard on her clit. So much so that she jerked and screamed. Her orgasm tore through her. She twitched, her body shook, and she gasped for air while pleasure inundated her limbs and she floated on a cloud of bliss.
At some point after the third or fourth time she’d been with Jared, they’d fallen asleep. Well, she fell asleep again. It was still nighttime when she woke, but she knew she needed to get back to Nina’s. She hadn’t even bothered to tell her she was fine. Her gaze strayed over her shoulder to Jared. He was holding her in his sleep. She grinned. It was a nice feeling, being in his arms. Too bad she had to go now, or she was sure it would be one weird morning-after talk when he woke up.
The last thing she wanted to
hear was “What are you still doing here?”
Sliding out of bed, and his arms, she padded to the main living area and slipped on her skirt and top. She peeked around but didn’t see her panties anywhere. After a few minutes of useless searching, she gave up. Her clutch grabbed her attention. She stopped. Cards were strewn all over the carpet. She located the ace of hearts. Her favorite. She bent and picked up the card and put it in her clutch without a second thought. It was a small reminder of one very sexy night. Then she grabbed the sandals from the spot he’d left them. Back on firm ground, she let her gaze roam over the sleek vessel. It was a thing of beauty, just like Jared.
* * *
“So tell me what happened last night.” Nina’s pretty face was filled with curiosity. “I must have called your cell phone, like, fifteen times but couldn’t reach you. It was Max who finally said I should just wait until you called me.” She lifted her brows. “Only you didn’t call me, chica. I haven’t slept because of you.”
She watched her cousin, in her Tweety Bird pajama shorts and tank top, set up the coffeemaker. She glanced at her again, exhaustion visible in her face. Guilt made Lucky turn her face away from Nina.
“I’m sorry, Nina. I saw your messages, but it was so late when I did, that I didn’t want to worry you, or disturb you with calls in case you were sleeping. I went for the text and hoped it would be enough to keep you calm.”
Nina lifted her brows. “You mean the text that said: ‘I’m OK. I have the keys and will see you in the morning’? That text?”
Lucky winced at how dry it sounded. “I can see it was not the best way to let you know. Honey, I’m sorry. I swear to you I will never do that again.”
Shame was riding her hard. She would’ve never thought to forget the person she went anywhere with, but somehow Jared had not only messed with her hormones—on a nuclear level—he’d also messed with her ability to think rationally.
Nina yawned. The coffeemaker’s drip and the rich aroma of brewing coffee filled the kitchen of the soon-to-be-empty apartment.