by Anna Wells
He withdrew gently from her mouth. “Wow,” he said.
She laughed feeling euphoric. “Ditto.”
“Ditto? That’s the best you can come up with?”
“Like ‘wow’ was so original?” she asked in a dry tone.
“Well, it was certainly better than ‘ditto’.” He suddenly noticed that the water was starting to get cool so he turned the tap off. “Let’s get out of here and get dried off.”
She followed him out of the shower and they towelled each other off, taking their time enjoying the intimate task.
Michaela gave a big yawn. “I don’t want to sound unromantic, but I’m really tired.”
He leaned down giving her a gentle kiss. “Me too, let’s go to bed.” He took her hand and led her to the bedroom. They crawled into bed and nestled comfortably into each other’s arms.
Chapter Seven
Jordan woke up in Michaela’s bed for the second morning in a row. The bed was warm and cozy with her in it and he snuggled closer to her, spooning her in his arms. He felt satisfied; his plans were right on track. Soon he would be able to convince her to move in with him and they could start their life together. As far as he was concerned she was totally his, now he just had to convince her. He had waited so long to have her, but it had been worth it. The sexual chemistry between the two of them was off the scale and he was sure she was aware of that since it certainly wasn’t one sided. He nuzzled her ear while he pressed his morning erection into her back.
He heard her say, “Jordan you’re insatiable!” She giggled while he pulled her closer. Rolling over she turned to face him. “You know I can’t believe Joyce cheated on you. Cause let me tell you there is no comparison between you and Noah in bed.”
Jordan grinned pleased with the compliment. “I always appreciate positive feedback, but I have to confess I wasn’t like this with Joyce.”
“Like what? Insatiable? Really hot and sexy? Dirty talker?”
“Well, I was really hot and sexy because I was born that way,” he said giving her an unrepentant grin, “but I definitely wasn’t insatiable with her and I never talked that way to her.”
Okay, Michaela thought, she was thrilled with that response since what woman doesn’t want to hear that they are the only ones that turn their guy on?
She tilted her head slightly before asking, “So you didn’t talk dirty to her?”
He gave a deep chuckle before answering. “I find it very amusing that you’re interested in if I talked dirty to Joyce. No I didn’t. In a weird way, I find that very intimate and I don’t do it with just anyone. Joyce and I never connected so I didn’t feel I could expose myself that way.”
Michaela laughed. “It’s absurd I know, but it is really intimate. I’ve never done it before.”
He gave her a knowing smile that bordered on a smirk. “I know.”
“Do you have to look so smug when you say that?” she said feeling slightly miffed. Really it wasn’t as if she was inexperienced.
“Sorry, can’t help it. Let’s practice some more and then maybe I’ll forget that you’re new to the use of explicit language.” He was about to kiss her when the phone on the bedside table rang. Looking over he saw that it was Michaela’s mom. Without hesitating he picked up the phone.
“Hello Vivien.”
Michaela was horrified at the idea of him answering the phone at 8:30 in the morning, especially since it was her mother calling.
“Yes, I’m here again this morning,” he said into the phone and then paused, “Of course we’ll be there tonight, I’m sure Michaela didn’t forget,” pausing again while he obviously was listening to her mother, “Yes I’m looking forward meeting Michaela’s brother. Okay, we’ll see you tonight. Bye.” He hung up the phone and said, “That was your Mom reminding us about dinner tonight.”
Michaela let out a frustrated sigh. “I can’t believe that you answered the phone at 8:30 in the morning especially when you knew it was my Mom! She’s going to expect us to announce an engagement by next week if you keep doing that!”
“Michaela be reasonable, she found us here together yesterday morning and it was obviously no big deal and if you want to announce our engagement tonight I’m fine with that.”
Now she felt pissed. “Engagements are not something to joke about especially after what I’ve gone through with Noah.”
Jordan began to feel irritated as well. He loved her but she could be really obtuse sometimes. “Get it through your head. I’m not joking.” And with that he rolled her on her back and entered her with no preamble. She was wet and ready for him and that turned him on even more. He began stroking in and out of her in deep hard strokes. She moaned and felt overwhelmed by his unexpected intrusion.
He raised himself up on his elbows. “Michaela,” he said looking into her eyes as he stroked in and out of her, “you’re mine now. Don’t you feel that?” he insisted as his strokes became harder.
“Yes,” she managed to gasp. Her channel was impossibly slick as he pumped in and out of her. His possessive words were exciting her even as she doubted him.
“Nothing’s going to change that!” He lowered his head to her breast and began sucking on her nipple, she groaned.
“God that feels good,” she gasped. “But you’ve got to stop trying to control me with sex,” she said as she felt him move a finger to her clit, teasing it and playing with her expertly.
He ignored her comment as he continued to tease and torment her sensitive nub. He was getting to know her body so well and he was loving it. She was wet and slick and he could feel her body start to swell as she came close to reaching her peak. Just a little more and he would draw that orgasm out of her. He reached around and his fingers grabbed her luscious ass pulling her closer so he could penetrate her more deeply. Her pleased groans reached his ears signalling she was just on the edge. He could feel his own cock start to swell on the verge of exploding but he was determined to hold back until she came.
Michaela’s whole body vibrated with need at his quick possession. It was unbelievable that she could respond so rapidly to his touch after the night before. But if anything she was even hotter. Her body began to pulse as he thrust into her deeply pulling her tightly up against him.
Jordan was lost in the sensation of her core clenching around his hard cock and was about to finally allow himself to reach his own pleasure. He suddenly realized that he’d forgotten to put on a condom and pulled out of her body splashing sperm over her stomach as he came. He placed his forehead on hers breathing heavily he said, “My God, I can’t believe I entered you without birth control. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to put you at risk.”
“Oh my God Jordan, I can’t believe I let you. I didn’t even notice,” she said in a horrified voice. The last thing she wanted was an unplanned pregnancy.
“Relax, Michaela. I pulled out in time and I told you I’m not going anywhere. Whatever happens is fine with me.”
She pushed away from him feeling a bit shaky. “Okay you’re just about a year ahead of me on this because I’m just not ready for baby makes three yet.”
He stroked her cheek gently with his hand. “It’s not in my plans either. Don’t worry, I’m sure everything is fine and like I said no matter what happens we’ll be fine. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to take a risk you weren’t ready for yet.”
She got up off the bed and grabbed her robe trying to put some distance between them. Running her hand through her hair she said, “God Jordan what are you doing to me? I just had unprotected sex for the first time in my life ever! I feel like you’re pushing me too fast to someplace you want to go.”
Jordan got up off the bed and walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. He took a deep breath before saying, “Michaela, it’s not just me. We both forgot in the moment. I promise it won’t happen again.”
She shook her head in dismay feeling the bottom drop out of her stomach. “Okay you’re right we were both responsible, but the sex and control thing has
to stop. Do you hear me?”
“Hey, I’m not trying to control you. I just want you to realize how good we are.”
She rested her head on his chest. “Maybe that’s what’s scaring me because it is that good. It’s too intense.”
He stroked her hair. “Trust me Michaela, I’m not going to hurt you like Noah and it’s intense because it’s so good.”
She pushed him back and looked up at him. “I need a breather. You go home and I’ll meet you at my Mom’s tonight.”
He shook his head. “I’ll give you some space and go home, but I’ll pick you up at 5:30 to go to your mom’s. You’re my date.”
She gave him a slight smile. “I can live with that. Dress casually for tonight, we’re fairly relaxed at the Prentice house. Now off with you.”
She watched him as he put on his clothes and had to stop herself from telling him to stay. She knew they needed a little time apart, but yet at the same time she didn’t want him to go for even a couple of hours. God, she was pathetic.
He came over and kissed her gently on the lips. “I’ll be back curly top.”
Chapter Eight
After Jordan left she picked up her iPhone and texted Trixie.
DESPERATE NEED OF GIRL TALK AND MANI PEDI!
Her iPhone chimed immediately. “You know I hate texting,” Trixie complained.
“I know that’s why I always text you. Where can we go for a quick Mani Pedi without an appointment?
“There’s this great little place on Newton Street. I’ll be over to pick you up in about an hour. How does that sound?”
“Sounds great, I haven’t even showered yet and you know I’m high maintenance so I need lots of time.”
“Looking forward to the girl talk, see you soon,” Trixie said.
After hanging up the phone Michaela took her time showering and let the warm soapy water sooth her aching muscles. All that rigorous sex was hard on the body, she thought with an inward grin. She looked down at her newly shaved mound and shook her head. Jordan was right it did make sex feel better, but that sure was going to itch when it started growing back. The things we do for our men. But she had to admit her body, despite its aches and pain, felt fantastic. Even now she felt primed for sex; every nerve ending in her body seemed to tingle. She could hardly wait to have Jordan inside her again. Wow, she was beginning to feel like a bit of a nympho. What was up with that? She had certainly never been like this with any of her previous boyfriends and that awareness left her feeling slightly bemused.
She got out of the shower and quickly toweled herself dry. Padding over to her bedroom, she threw on some Yoga pants and a T-shirt. She just needed to be comfortable this morning. Returning to the bathroom, she pulled her unruly curls into a quick ponytail and applied her make-up. She was just finishing up when she heard the doorbell ring. She jogged quickly down the stairs and pulled open the front door.
Trixie, as always, was on time and looked fabulous in her skinny jeans, Uggs and a bulky sweater. “Don’t forget your flip flops.”
Michaela turned to the hall closet and grabbed her flip flops after putting on her winter coat. “Thanks for the reminder. I’m so glad there’s no snow on the ground. Winter pedicures are always a challenge.”
Trixie gave her a sideways glance as they walked toward her car. “Don’t try to distract me with talk of the weather. I want to know everything.”
They got into her cute little Saab before Michaela decided to respond. “Where do I start? I think my new boyfriend is trying to control me with sex. However, the sex is sooo awesome that I am hesitant to tell him to stop and, oh yeah, he wants me to move in with him and possibly have his baby.”
As Trixie pulled away from the curb she glanced at Michaela. “Is that all?”
Michaela seemed to consider that question before answering. “Yeah, I think that about covers it.”
“Let me make sure I understand you. Hot new boyfriend can’t get enough of you and wants you to move in with him and have his baby.”
“You forgot the part of him trying to control me through sex.” Michaela reminded her, after all the details were always important.
“I find that part the most interesting. How exactly is he doing that?” Trixie asked as she carefully navigated the streets of Boston.
“Well, when I say something like ‘I think we should wait before moving into together’ he responds by throwing me down and having sex with me. It’s his way of trying to get me to rethink my answer.”
Trixie let out a loud laugh. “Girlfriend if I were you I would disagree with him at every opportunity!”
“Ha, ha, very funny. Don’t you think his behavior is a little nuts?” Michaela asked.
“Oh, let me give that some thought. Hmmmm…no.” She gave Michaela an appalled look. “Can you just relax and stop over analyzing. Enjoy the hot guy and the hot sex!”
Leave it to Trixie to cut to the chase. “Easier said than done, but don’t worry, despite my over analyzing, I’m definitely enjoying the hot sex!”
“Well thank God you’re doing something right,” Trixie responded dryly before pulling into a parking lot. “The nail salon is just across the street.”
They got out of the car and walked together down the sidewalk toward the streetlight. The crosswalk sign changed and they stepped into the street. Michaela heard the loud roar of an engine as if someone was accelerating and looked up to see a car coming at them at a high speed. “Trixie watch out!” she screamed as she grabbed Trixie’s arm and pulled her roughly across the street. The car raced by without ever slowing down as the two attempted to catch their breath.
“Shit, I thought the car was going to hit us.” Michaela said feeling shaken by the incident.
Trixie looked down the street trying to spot the car. “It seemed like it was trying to run us down.”
Michaela looked around, noticing that there weren’t many cars or people around this Sunday morning. There had been no reason for that car to race through a red light. “I don’t know about you, but I am shaking all over. That really scared me.”
“Me too, lucky you pulled us out of the way in time. Let’s go get those pedicures. We really need to chill now.”
Michaela tried to shake the feeling of fear that still coursed through her body after such a close call. Had she not heard the roaring car in time, she and Trixie could have ended up in the hospital instead of their way to a pedicure. Although she knew it was crazy, she felt like that car had intentionally tried to run them over. It was just some idiot driver, she assured herself, who had obviously been driving too fast to see the light change. Still, she couldn’t seem to rid herself of the feeling that they had been the car’s target.
“Are you okay?” Trixie asked.
Michaela let out a pent up breath trying to steady herself. “Yes, I’m all right, just a little spooked I guess.”
“Me too! That was some scary stuff.”
They walked the few steps to the nail salon, Perfect Ten, where they were quickly seated in spa chairs and had their feet soaking before two young women worked on their feet. Warm bubbly water tickled Michaela’s feet and she gave an appreciative sigh at the soothing feeling. She just needed to relax and put that near death experience behind her.
Trixie turned her head and said, “So are you seeing him tonight?”
“Yes, I am as a matter fact.” Michaela said as she leaned her head back against the comfortable headrest.
Trixie’s voice held obvious interest as she demanded, “Don’t hold back, tell me everything! What are you doing?”
“We’re sort of going to my parents for dinner.”
“You’re taking him to meet your Mom and Dad already?” Trixie asked, her surprise evident.
“Oh, he’s met them before so really it’s not that big of a deal.”
“Oh, please, it’s a big deal. Does your Mom know that the two of you are involved now?”
“Well, yes. You see yesterday morning after Jordan had spent the ni
ght, my Mom stopped by unexpectedly while we were having breakfast.”
Trixie’s eyes widened in surprise and complete delight at that tidbit of information. “No way!” she said with a gasp.
Michaela laughed at Trixie’s response. “Way! So, Mom invited both of us to a family dinner to celebrate my sister-in-law, Alaina’s new job.”
“Well at least you know he can’t throw you down on your Mom’s couch and have sex when you disagree with him.”
“You’re right, he’ll probably have to drag me to the bathroom,” Michaela responded dryly.
They burst out laughing. Maybe things weren’t so bad she thought as she pictured her and Jordan going at it in her Mom’s powder room. God she was depraved! She looked down at her bright red toenails; the young woman had certainly done a nice job. “Trixie, you want to grab a coffee?”
“Nah, why don’t we shop instead?”
“You don’t have to ask me twice. I could use some shopping therapy and that can mean only one thing. We need to hit the shoe stores.”
They went to Copley Place, a downtown mall in Boston, and thoroughly enjoyed all the shoe stores it had to offer. She was considering trying on a pair of boots when she heard a familiar voice.
“Michaela, it’s been so long. How have you been?”
She turned to see Joyce standing there. Joyce looked like she walked off a magazine cover. She was tall, her hair was long, straight and dark red and her make-up was artfully done. Michaela would have bet all her money that all of her clothes had designer labels. It was strange that she would actually be slumming it in the mall when she usually only frequented exclusive boutiques.
Michaela felt slightly awkward still wearing her flip flops and dressed casually in yoga pants. She gave her best fake smile and said, “Hi Joyce. I’m great. How are you?”
Joyce smiled uncomfortably. “All right I guess. Just in case you didn’t know, Noah and I didn’t work out. You should thank me really for saving you,” she told her. “He was such a bore in bed. Of course you already knew that didn’t you?”