More Than One Night

by Tuhart, Marie

  “I can accept that.” His mouth brushed against hers. “For the moment.”

  Within minutes, they were packed up and driving to the hotel. When they got caught at another red light, she stifled an impatient sigh. She wanted him to hurry before she changed her mind and chickened out.

  She looked at Jake to find him watching her.

  “I feel like a kid who’s been told he can have anything he wants in the toy store,” he said.

  His words chased away her nervousness. “Me, too.”

  His grin lit up the night sky, then he reached across and tucked her hand in his. The light changed and they took off. He never let go of her hand. Not until they reached the hotel, but he only let her go long enough to get out of the car with Rosie.

  Taking her hand, he half ran down the sidewalk to their room. He pushed open the door and guided her inside along with Rosie.

  “Finally,” said Jake, mere seconds before his lips came down on hers. Rosie’s leash hit the floor.

  She parted her lips, allowing his tongue entrance. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers stroking his soft hair. Her pussy pulsed with need for this man.

  He began unbuttoning her blouse. She moaned into his kiss when the back of his hand brushed over her breast. Finding the waistband of his jeans, she tugged his shirt from it.

  They parted long enough for her to drag his shirt over his head and to allow him to sweep her blouse down her arms and let it fall to the floor. Tilting her head, she nuzzled his neck, her tongue stroking his rapid pulse.

  “Beth.” He sounded like he was in pain. “Please.” He pushed her away to arm’s length.

  “Did I do something wrong?”

  “No. You’re doing everything right.”

  “Then why did you stop me?” She ran her hands over his hard chest and down to his flat abdomen.

  He placed his hands over hers. “We need to slow down. The first time was so fast. I want this to be more romantic.”

  “What could be more romantic than making love to the man who gave me such a perfect day today?” She arched her hips rubbing them against his. He was the only man who could affect her like this. Who could make her forget everything except him?

  “What about a nice, long, soapy shower?”

  Her bones melted at the husky tone of his voice. “Sounds good.” She took a step back and tugged his hand.

  Rosie barked, startling them both. Jake glanced at the door and swore. Beth followed his gaze and blushed again.

  The door stood wide open, anyone walking by would have seen her and Jake. “I guess we kind of forgot about Rosie and the door.”

  “We sure did.” Slipping from her grasp, Jake picked up Rosie and shut the door, throwing the dead bolt.

  “I’ll meet you in the shower.” She had to get out of here before she begged him to take her on the floor, or worse, she threw him to the floor and had her way with him.

  Beth sauntered across the room and disappeared into the bedroom and Jake finally breathed again, running his hand through his hair. Thank goodness for Rosie. Otherwise, he might have taken Beth right there on the floor, door wide open where anyone could see them.

  Thank God no one had strolled by. He could just see the headlines of tomorrow mornings papers if that happened.

  “Be a good girl tonight, Rosie.” He sat Rosie on her makeshift bed, then set two doggie cookies on the blanket before making his way into the bedroom. He grabbed his black suitcase and opened it. Oh, yes, they were going to have fun.

  Steam greeted him as he slipped into the bathroom. He could see the outline of Beth’s body behind the glass. Stripping his clothes off, Jake opened the glass door and stepped into the shower.

  Beth turned and his mouth dropped open at the sight of the water cascading off her pert breasts, her nipples pink and ripe. Water clung to her neatly trimmed curls. His cock stiffened. Gritting his teeth, he reminded himself that he wanted to make this romantic, to take it slow.

  Thankfully he had the foresight to put some of his toys in the shower before they went out. Reaching out, he took her hand in his. Her fingers were curled into her palm. He unfurled them one at a time, and kissed each digit in turn. A shiver swept through her body as he continued his upward journey to her shoulder.

  Then he turned her until her back was to him, his lips trailed over her shoulder blade before he kissed his way down her spine. Grabbing the suction cup footrest off the shelf, he placed it on the tile wall.

  When his palms covered her delectable ass, the soap she held in her other hand fell to the floor. He caressed the firm globes before kissing his way down the back of one thigh and up the other.

  “Jake.” Her soft, silky voice made him smile against her skin. Spanning her waist with his hands, he turned her, then he kissed her hip, across her stomach and down to the front of her thigh.

  His fingers slid from her hips to the inside of her legs, his palm cupped her right inner thigh and he lifted her leg and guided her foot into the foot rest. She didn’t resist, only adjusted her stance so she was open to him. He leaned forward and inhaled her musky scent. Her scent went to his head and south. His erection swelled and he shifted on the balls of his feet. He tilted his head back to look up. Her eyes were closed, head thrown back, mouth open as water cascaded over her hair. Her breasts shook with each shallow breath she took. He dropped his head back down and licked her slit.

  “Jake,” she breathed out his name in a husky breathless tone which went straight to his groin.

  But it didn’t matter what he wanted, this was for her. His tongue parted her slit, licking her pussy lips, careful not to touch her clit. Up one fold and down the other. Honey and sweetness flowed from her and he wanted more. His tongue slipped inside her pussy. She cried out in pleasure and her hands tangled in his hair. To hold him there or to make him stop, he didn’t know or care.

  More honey filled his mouth as his tongue licked and flicked around her pussy until her body trembled, then he slid his tongue up to her clit and drew it into his mouth.

  Another cry left her lips. She let out several mewls as she ground her pelvis against his mouth. Keeping his tongue playing with her clit, he slid two fingers down to her pussy and thrust them in.

  This time she moaned, her pussy tightening around his finger. She shifted her stand as he thrust his fingers in and out of her wet pussy, until he curled them upward hitting her G-spot. She cried out as her climax overtook her.

  Jake stilled his fingers while her orgasm swept through her. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, her clit pulsing against his tongue. When the trembling stopped, he withdrew his fingers and kissed his way up her body.

  By the time he was standing, her arms were wrapped around his neck, her cheek rested against his shoulder, her breath hot and moist against his skin. Water pelted her back while he stroked up and down her spine until the last shudders left her body.

  “More, Jake. I want more,” she whispered.

  “That was just the appetizer.” He turned off the water, gathered her into his arms and stepped out of the shower.

  Grabbing the towel, he set her on her feet and dried her off, kissing his way up and down her body as he did so. He wanted her, his cock screamed for him to take her. And he would. But not in the bathroom. No, they could do that later.

  He used one hand to dry himself off before sweeping her back into his arms and striding into the bedroom. He knelt on the mattress and placed her in the center.

  Their lips found each other in a hot, wet kiss. He pressed her back against the mountains of pillows, breaking the kiss long enough to kiss her forehead, her eye lids, her nose, only to claim her mouth again.

  His fingers found her breasts and caressed, squeezed and pinched, enjoying the way her nipples grew hard. His mouth devoured hers as she bucked against him, their tongues dueling with each other, retreating, only to come together again.

  His hands slipped from her breasts to her back, then to her ass, kneading her firm flesh, befo
re dipping between the cheeks. She squirmed in his hands, her nails digging into his back, before scraping down his spine to his ass.

  God, he wanted this woman. Breaking the kiss, he stared down at her flushed face. “Hands over your head.”

  Her eyes widened, but she did as he told her. Leaving her firm ass, he found the restrains and looped them around her wrists. She jerked her arms, but she couldn’t lower them. Excitement warred with anxiety, but this was Jake. “Umm, Jake?”

  “Yes, my sweet.”

  She tugged at her hands and Jake gave her a grin. “If your arms start to ache or you want me to release you just tell me.”

  Beth nodded, taking a deep breath and releasing it, letting the tension flow out of her.

  “Now I can play with you.” Reaching over, he pulled a piece of ice from the ice bucket he’d set on the nightstand earlier.

  “Jake,” she whispered.

  “You’re so beautiful.” His lips trailed over her forehead, then down the side of her neck, to her shoulder.

  “What’s the ice for?” There was a slight tremor in her voice.

  He smiled against her skin. “To play with.” He brought his hand down and rubbed the ice over her erect nipple.

  “Ahh.” Her back arched off the bed. Shivers swept through her, her nipple stiffening from the cold.

  Then he removed the ice and covered the spot with his mouth, nipping and licking away the water. Then he did the same with the other one. Cold followed by his hot mouth.

  This time she had better control and, while she didn’t arch off the mattress, she did let out a hiss. Taking the cube, he made circles around her breasts.

  “How does that feel?”

  “Cold and wicked.”

  He lifted his head and smiled, then trailed the cube between her breasts to her belly button. She fought squirming against the sheets at the cold path he was leaving on her body.

  “You’re so hot you’re making the ice melt.” His tongue followed the trail of water from her skin. Small tremors cascaded through her from head to toe from his play.

  When he finished with the first ice cube, he grabbed another and held it right above her slit. He gazed up at her and her blue eyes were wide. He gave her a grin and lowered his hand.

  Beth cried out as he swept the ice over her pussy lips, but he wanted more. He wanted to taste her again. Crawling between her legs, he pushed them apart and then slipped the ice cube between his lips.

  Using his finger, he held her pussy lips open and dove in. Hot musky honey poured onto his tongue when he thrust his tongue and the ice cube into her core. He licked and sucked not only her sweet flavor but the water as the ice melted in her hot pussy.

  After the cube dissolved, he raised his head. Beth was jerking at the restraints that held her arms up, her pert breasts swaying with her movement and her nipples still erect and begging for attention.

  “I want you,” he whispered.

  “I’m yours. Take me.”

  Her words fired a deep sense of belonging within him. He belonged to this woman. His fingers slid down her stomach to her slit. Two slipped into her slick passage. She was so ready for him.

  Stretching out, he snagged a condom off the night stand. He ripped the packet open and slipped it on his hard shaft. He needed her. Moving between her spread legs, he pressed the head of his cock to her pussy. “Baby, I don’t know if I can go slow and easy.”

  “Hard and fast, Jake. I need you.”

  He thrust into her wet pussy. Her muscles tightened around his shaft, dragging him further into her tight sheath.

  “God, you feel so good. So hard and so hot,” she whispered.

  “You’re so tight.” He lowered his mouth to her breasts, taking her nipple into his mouth as he began thrusting. Pleasure never tasted so good.

  “Yes, Jake,” she cried out. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her ankles locking at the small of his back. “Harder.” She tilted her pelvis.

  Jake couldn’t help himself now, he began thrusting at will, his cock pushing deeper and harder into her pussy. Beth was with him each step of the way, her legs tightening and releasing in time with his thrusts.

  His balls were tight; he wasn’t going to last much longer. He’d been without her for too long. It might have only been a week, but it felt like a year. He needed her, more than any other woman he’d ever needed.

  Kissing his way up from her breasts, he captured her lips in a hard kiss, his fingers tracing their way over her stomach to the top of her slit. Slipping into her wetness, he found her clit and began circling it with his finger.

  She tore her lips away from his, breathing hard. “Oh God, Jake.” Her pussy clenched his cock and he continued to thrust. “More…harder…” The words came out between pants.

  She cried out and her pussy pulsed as her orgasm took over. Her stomach quivered and her pussy tightened as Jake continued to thrust. On his second thrust he stiffened and came. The cords on his neck stood out before he lowered his head..

  He collapsed against her trembling body, her pussy clenching his cock. His tongue licked her lips before giving her a soft butterfly kiss. Then his mouth moved to her temple. Their harsh breathing filled the room, and it took some time before his heart rate began to return to normal. He started to withdraw from her, he didn’t want to but they both needed time to recover. And her arms were still restrained.

  “No.”

  “I don’t want to crush you.”

  “You won’t.”

  But after a while his weight would be too much. Reaching up, he released her wrists from the restraints and carefully rolled onto his back. Now she was on top. And what a sight she was, her breasts brushing against his chest, her hips aligned with his. He rocked his pelvis and she let out a groan.

  “Okay?” he asked. Guess they didn’t need much recovery time.

  “Yes. No.” Her hips shifted. “Oh god, this feels so good, so damn good.” Her head fell to his shoulder, her breath hot against his skin.

  His lips curved up, but the smile quickly turned to a groan when she shifted her hips again. “Beth? I need a new condom.”

  She let out a moan as he lifted her off his cock. Grabbing several tissues, he disposed of the condom and picked up a new one. Beth snatched it from his fingers, opened it and rolled it down his shaft.

  Rising up on her knees, she held him as she lowered her pussy onto his cock. Once he was inside, she tightened her muscles once again as she rose up on her arms to gaze down at him. He saw the wicked glint in her eyes. Then she flexed her hips against his groin and damn if his cock didn’t stir.

  “You keep that up and you’re going to get more than you bargained for.”

  She flashed him a grin before rising up on her knees then sliding back down on his rapidly hardening cock. “My turn,” she whispered.

  Chapter Eight

  Sunlight snuck through the crack in the curtain. Beth gave a groan and rolled over to reach for Jake. The space was empty but still warm. What time was it? Squinting, she finally was able to see the clock on the night stand. Ten. She groaned then stretched, muscles protested at the movement causing a smile to play around her lips.

  She didn’t mind the sore muscles at all. They’d made love at least four times last night and early this morning. She shook her head still now believing the wanton wild woman was her. Not that Jake minded and she learned more about his toys last night. She giggled and sat up. The sheet fell to her waist. Tilting her head, the sound of running water met her ears.

  Jake was in the shower. She thought about joining him, but a whine from the living room caught her attention. Climbing off the mattress, she tugged on a robe and padded into the living room.

  Rosie was sitting on her makeshift bed. Her dog looked still half asleep, but the tan head shook and the minute Rosie noticed her standing there, she began dancing around in her bed. “Do you need to go out?” Four pounds of fur and legs wiggled so much Rosie almost fell out of her bed before she ran to the door.


  A sigh escaped Beth when she hooked a leash to let Rosie do her business. It was morning, the golfers were out on the golf course and there were wildly expensive vehicles in the parking lot. Reality intruded again. This wasn’t her life. Expensive hotels, spending the day shopping and playing, then making love all night. Nope, not her real life at all. Her life was filled with work and bills.

  But how would it feel to be pampered like this all the time? Could she become like her mother and crave this opulent lifestyle? Would it begin to own her?

  Last night had been fantastic, but she knew it was nothing more than a fantasy. A wonderful, sexy, indulgent fantasy, but not real life. No, this was a decadent vacation. Glancing around, the beautifully manicured lawns gleamed in the sunlight, the trees and plants bloomed and were trimmed. Then there were the painted bungalows with their shingled roofs, everything she saw cried out expensive.

  Even the silky sheets on the bed, they caressed her skin last night as she slept. Egyptian cotton, Jake had told her, nothing like the plain cotton sheets on her bed. Inhaling, the crisp clean air filled her lungs along with the scent of honeysuckle.

  Her lips twitched. Her mother had loved honeysuckle. The lone thought, so unexpected, caused Beth to frown. Thinking about her mother wasn’t on the agenda. She wasn’t like her mother when it came to Jake. Beth would never let a man devastate her life.

  When her time with Jake ended, she would go on with her life and not be dependent on a rich man. Her mother could barely survive between men, but she wouldn’t have that problem. She had her job, a job where she was on her feet all the time, scrimping and scraping to pay the bills with nothing for extras, but it was hers. And that kept her grounded in reality.

  This was her Cinderella moment. She didn’t have to marry the prince like Cinderella did, she was just enjoying being at the ball. A few good memories were all she needed, or wanted. Memories of this weekend with Jake giving her a glimpse of something else to dream about would be enough.