by Dee J. Adams
Most women didn’t get it. Or him. They didn’t understand how private he was when it came to the topic. Not everything was a subject for discussion.
The kiss only took a second to turn molten hot. With her tongue in his mouth, Brendan moved forward and laid her down again, intent on showing her how much he appreciated that she didn’t press him about the topic.
Oh yeah…he definitely planned to show her.
Once he had her beneath him, he wasted no time in moving south, dragging his lips and tongue down the silky softness of her chest. She didn’t have big breasts, but God, she didn’t need them. Besides, he was more than happy with every curve. He continued down to her abs and stomach. She was long and willowy and fulfilling every fantasy he had about doing it with an Amazon.
Finally, nestled in the juncture of her thighs, he seized what he wanted. His dick got harder when he tasted her and harder still when she moaned his name, and damn that was sexy as hell.
“Oh, God, yes. Brendan. Bren—oh God. Right there. Don’t stop.” She slowly came apart beneath his tongue and fingers, and Brendan had never felt a bigger desire to please, to give. His dick throbbed with the need for release, but he ignored it, focusing on every breath Casey took and every sound she made. He brought her right to the edge and backed off, ensuring that when she finally went over, she’d fall so hard and so long she wouldn’t ever forget this night.
Her legs tightened around his head and Brendan thought he’d finally discovered heaven. At least heaven on earth. It wasn’t as if he’d never gone down on a woman before. So what made Casey special? So far…everything.
After bringing her up and letting her down three times he dove in for the finale. He’d be surprised if he had any hair left by the time she climaxed, but he didn’t care. She chased this last one, almost as if she wouldn’t give him the chance to leave her hanging again. The idea made him smile even as he lashed his tongue repeatedly over her clit while he pumped inside her with two fingers.
She tensed beneath him and a keening cry wailed from her lips. She bucked against his mouth as her internal muscles clenched around his fingers. He lapped at her sweet honey and a sense of fulfillment made his chest tight.
Finally, when she went limp, he kissed the inside of one thigh and rested his head on the other. Jesus. That was—
“Oh my, God,” she finally murmured, still breathing hard. “That was…that was…”
“Amazing?” he finished for her.
“No. I mean, God, yes, but it was better than amazing.” He lifted his head to find her watching him. She beckoned with her index finger then patted the spot next to her. “You. Here. Now.”
Damn that was sexy. “If you’re sure.” He crawled over her, taking a detour for her mouth. She didn’t seem to mind as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and took his kiss like she’d been starved for days. But she rolled him where she wanted him—on his back—before coming up for air.
“You realize I have to reciprocate, right?”
“You don’t have to,” he said. Because honestly, he’d be happy to just saddle up with a condom and go for gold. In his current state, he’d go off like a canon with one push inside.
“Oh, trust me,” she said, and her smile made his dick twitch. “I am so going to reciprocate.” She cocked her head a fraction. “In fact, unless I’m mistaken, it seems like you might be okay with that idea.”
Yeah, she was talking about the major twitching down below every time she rubbed against him. “Oh shit,” he hissed, because she wrapped her hand tightly around his deprived dick.
“Hm. Not really the response I was hoping for.” She set her lips on his chest and worked her way down. “Maybe you don’t want my mouth on you. It’s hard to tell.”
Words escaped him. He might’ve mumbled something or not, he wasn’t sure, because her hand kept pumping as her tongue licked and her teeth nibbled a path straight to his dick. She smoothed the drop of pre-come around the engorged tip and he groaned.
“Hm,” she said, her lips against his very sensitive and slick flesh. He felt the vibration all the way to his balls and he nearly lost it. “This looks very delicious.”
“Case, I’m not going to last,” he ground out. He lifted his hips to prove his point. He needed to pump, needed to move.
“Yes, you will,” she replied. Then she took him into her mouth. The snug, wet heat drove him to the brink.
“Jesus, Casey.” He couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Could only feel the need to come. The urge to give her everything.
“Feed it to me,” she said before going down again.
Mindlessly he lifted into her mouth while she continued to stroke the base of his dick. He wasn’t sure what drove him over the edge…her dirty talk or her tight grip on him, but his climax loomed seconds away. Sweat coated his skin as he barely held onto control.
“Casey. Gonna come.” It was all he could say as he gripped the sheets in a white-knuckle hold.
“Mm.” She hummed on him and that was it. He hit the peak. It was like every nerve in his body exploded to life in a rush of euphoria. She pulled off just as he came. She hadn’t needed to keep him on any edge, because he’d done that all by himself by making her wait for her orgasm. Maybe she realized that.
After the last shudder, Brendan was totally wasted. He cracked one eye open as Casey cleaned her hand on tangled sheets before crawling over his chest and snuggling into the crook of his arm. He wasn’t sure if she did it on purpose, but she picked his good side and that only made him more content to hold her close.
He had no clue what to say. He hadn’t even been inside her, but he’d had one of the most explosive orgasms of his life. “Five minutes,” he said.
She adjusted her head to see him. “What’s in five minutes?” Her lips were slightly swollen and it made his dick twitch with fresh anticipation.
“I’m going to put one of those condoms on and make you come so hard you’re going to see stars.”
She wrapped her lean thigh over his as she trailed her hand down his stomach. “Five minutes, huh. Let’s see if I can’t make it four.”
Chapter Six
Casey never expected anything—or anyone—like Brendan St. John. She didn’t know men like him existed. It only proved how sheltered she’d been. How much she’d allowed herself to be kept down. The realization angered her more than she liked. Maybe that was the reason she wanted so much tonight. She wanted to experience everything he had to offer.
He grabbed her wrist before she wrapped her hand around his semi-hard erection. “Not so fast.” He rolled her to her back and covered half her body with his. She loved the smile on his face, the mischief in his eyes. “You’re going to kill me tonight, aren’t you?”
Her heart swelled at the idea that she might wring him dry. With Jeff, it was over once he came. He gave her hers, she gave him his and boom, lights out. She’d never been given the opportunity to go all night.
Casey considered his question and finally shook her head. “I solemnly swear not to kill you. That would suck for me.”
He laughed. “Suck for you?” His brows quirked in a cute slant. “What about me? I’m the dead one.”
“Well, yeah, but look how good it was at the end.”
He laughed again before his smile dimmed and he stroked his thumb across her cheek. “I couldn’t think of a better way to go.”
Oh, the man knew how to sweet talk. “Now you’re just sucking up.”
“Is it working?” He didn’t bat an eye or crack a smile.
She laughed and her heart soared. It was crazy to be this happy with a virtual stranger. God, she’d known this man for sixteen hours. What was she doing?
“Hey? There’s that look again. What are you thinking?” His fingers stroked across her temple in a sweet caress and made her feel special, appreciated.
“I don’t know. This is nuts. I’ve never been this crazy or spontaneous. Never this…” She had a hard time coming up with the word. “Indep
endent.” That was it. She’d completely lost her independence with Jeff. This night was a major turning point in her life and she owed it all to Brendan. “Thank you.”
His eyes narrowed. “What’d I do?”
“You gave me something I haven’t had a very long time.”
“A mind-blowing orgasm?”
She smiled. Should’ve seen that answer coming. “Okay, you gave me two things I haven’t had in a long time.” His smile was as good as a lotto win. “You gave me freedom.”
He sobered as he watched her, his gaze soulful and intense. “I think I want to give you freedom all night long.”
She loved his sense of humor. With the exception of his ear and the mystery behind it, he seemed so lighthearted and honest. As much as she wanted to know what happened, she didn’t want to ruin the night by killing the mood. “You’re a funny man.”
He shrugged a broad shoulder. “Seriously.” His smile faded. “I know we just met and things are happening fast, but I want to see you when we get back to L.A.”
Whoa. Not what she had in mind. She had no plans to date anyone for a long time. She wanted to find herself first. This day, this night with Brendan was about finding her independence. It was about being spontaneous and enjoying a part of life she hadn’t in the last couple of years with Jeff.
Besides, any type of relationship with Brendan was bound to end badly. He was the rebound guy, the guy to have fun with, the man to screw so she could wash Jeff from her mind.
The longer she waited, the more his face darkened. “Sure. Why not.” She hated lying, but it wasn’t as if she’d ever see him again. Hopefully he wouldn’t ask for her number tonight. Los Angeles was enormous and they lived in different parts of town. They’d never seen each other before this trip and they wouldn’t afterward.
Brendan let out a huff of air. “You scared me,” he said. “I thought you were going to come up with some bullshit excuse why we shouldn’t see each other back home.”
“And miss out on more of this?” She grabbed his ass and squeezed. He did have a spectacular ass. Tight, round, very fine. She could see herself falling for a guy like Brendan and she wouldn’t put herself in that position. Tonight was a confidence builder and nothing more.
From now on she planned to follow her gut. No more bending to anyone’s needs but her own.
Even pulling off Brendan at the last second of his blow job had been for her benefit. Though she was never a huge fan of going down on a guy, she knew how important blow jobs were to men. Jeff had drilled that into her.
She’d despised the way Jeff held her down when he climaxed, forcing her to take his come down her throat. It should be her choice to participate in something that intimate. She shivered, remembering, and Brendan cupped the side of her head.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yeah.” Why couldn’t she get Jeff out of her head? He was killing her. “How about we take a few minutes to just lie here? That okay with you?”
His eyes narrowed and his concern was right there, right on the surface. “Sure. Of course.” He moved to his side and pulled her against him, her back to his front. He felt so solid holding her tightly to him as she used his bicep for a pillow. He stroked his palm soothingly down her side from her waist to her hip, down to her thigh and back up again, mesmerizing her with his gentle touch, just as he’d done today at the pool when he’d smoothed on sunscreen.
Her chest tightened and her eyes stung. It was crazy to be feeling this kind of emotion after one session of oral sex with a relative stranger. She’d just never had this kind of intimacy. Casey snuggled up even closer against Brendan’s front.
She felt his semi-hard erection grow against her ass, felt his need for her in the way he purposely stroked along her stomach and eased his hand over her breast to play with her nipple. He may as well have flipped a switch. In just that span of seconds, she wanted him again. Wanted to feel him inside her even though she’d already come harder than she’d ever had.
She tried to turn, but Brendan kept her pinned against him.
“Stay,” he whispered. It wasn’t a command like she was used to, but a plea. “I like you this way.” He nibbled her ear and fresh electric streaks tore straight to her center. She pushed against his penis, loving the way Brendan aligned himself between her butt cheeks and thrust. “Do you know you have the sexiest ass on the planet?” His tongue stroked behind her ear in an erogenous zone she didn’t know she had and Casey pushed her breast into his hand as she arched her back. “God, Case, you’re driving me crazy.”
Casey swallowed back the lump in her throat and fought the tightness in her chest. Everything he said built her up. It was as foreign as her missing confidence. “We can’t both have the sexiest ass,” she said to keep the conversation light.
“I agree. So you win. Gimme half a sec.” Brendan sat up, hunting for something, then came back to her, tucking up again to push his very full erection between the tight crease of her ass. No more semi anything, the man was one hundred percent ready to go. He pulled her hair back and set his lips on her neck and beneath her ear, sending hot sparks shooting to all points south.
At the same time he started pumping against her, his hand trailed down to cup her mound. He pushed so hard from the back that it rubbed her against his strong hand and very wicked fingers.
“Gimme one more sec,” he whispered in her ear.
She heard the rip of plastic, felt him shift behind her and then once again he returned.
“Lift your leg, Case.” He lifted her thigh over his as he tucked up beneath her. “That’s it. Just like that.” The large head of his penis just barely kissed her opening. It was torture to feel him there, agony waiting to be filled. He cupped her with his hand, stroked a finger over her clit and made her gasp. She was already so wet and he slicked that moisture around and around her clit until she wanted to scream.
“Please, Brendan. God, please.” She wanted it. Needed it. Needed to feel full and wanted.
“Shh,” he soothed. He pumped two thick fingers inside her and she didn’t know whether to press down on them or push against the erection throbbing between her thighs. He moved up a fraction and gave her the tip. God he was big, stretching her, filling her and he’d barely gotten started.
“So tight, Casey. God, you’re so tight.” He pushed up again and gave her a little more and Casey could barely breathe. “Lift up,” he coaxed softly and she lifted her thigh higher over his. “That’s it.” He pushed up some more and they both groaned. His fingers continued to circle and Casey pressed against them.
“God, more. More, Bren.”
“Easy, easy.” He pushed in farther and Casey gritted her teeth as she sank down on him more.
“All of it. Bren, give me all of it.” His fingers were driving her to the brink of insanity. She needed to come desperately. Sweat slicked her skin as they moved against each other. Brendan’s lips were never far from her skin. He licked her neck, bit her ear lobe, nibbled on her shoulder, all while stroking her with his free hand and owning her clit as he teased her with his dick.
One more adjustment and he pushed up again. Casey squeezed his wrist, keeping his hand between her legs as he started to move out of her. She didn’t care how he moved as long he kept his fingers circling her clit, driving her to the edge.
His thrusts stayed steady, taking her on a ride in time with his circling fingers. “I love how you feel against me, Case. So strong. Sexy.” His lips glided along her shoulder and Casey wanted his mouth.
She turned her head and he was right there, right with her as he held her chin and kissed the living hell out of her at the same time he pushed in and out of her, driving her headlong into another climax.
Everything centered on Brendan. He was all over her, his skin hot, sweaty and smooth, his breath warm on her cheek, his lips never far from hers. Instead of being freaked out, Casey couldn’t get close enough. She pushed her ass against him, demanded more and he gave it with harder and harder thrus
ts.
They were both breathing hard, sweating up the sheets, sliding along each other in a slick, sinful ride. Every nerve stretched tight and Casey chased that orgasm with a vengeance.
“So close, Case. I’m so close.”
“Me too. Oh God, me too.” She gripped his wrist tighter and rode both his dick and his fingers. Over and over, each stroke took her higher. The pleasure was unbearable, unspeakable. Every move rocked her closer to release, closer to euphoria.
“C’mon, Case. Come with me.” She heard the strain in his voice, the effort it took to hold back. Maybe that’s what threw her over the edge. His consideration.
Casey hit the peak and froze. Every muscle tensed as all her cells exploded and blew apart into tiny fragments. Each fresh vibration shook through her limbs with unprecedented satisfaction, a blissful haze so complete, her mind went blank.
Vaguely, she heard Brendan groan and the pulse of his orgasm throbbed inside her as he continued to pump a few more times. His grip on her shoulder was like iron but Casey didn’t care. She liked the hold he had on her.
After all, it was only temporary.
The sound of the ocean whispered in Brendan’s head. Morning light busted through the curtains and he opened slit eyes. He didn’t move, he just breathed in Casey’s scent on his pillow. Fresh flowers and sunshine mixed with sex. A heady combination. His dick perked up thinking about a morning session deep in Casey’s warm, wet heat.
He grinned remembering the night before and all the times they’d turned to each other. All the whispered pleas, the dirty words, the sweat. He’d been bewitched with the smile on her face as she rode him. Mesmerized at the rapture when she closed her eyes and came. It was her desire as much as anything that had caused his orgasm during that round.
Five times was a record for him. He didn’t even know how his dick was upright at the moment. The stupid thing didn’t know when to take a break. Every muscle ached in a fucked-all-night kind of way. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this sore from a night of sex. Casey must be hurting too.