by J. M. Witt
“Alright, let’s try this again.”
“What? No thank you.” I tried to get up and he started laughing.
“Camera shy?” I nodded and he said, “Just have some fun. We can make silly faces.” I groaned but didn’t resist him as he pulled me back down to his lap. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Smile pretty.”
His hot breath had me quaking and I felt myself blush. Kissing my cheek, the first flash went off and then he proceeded to start tickling my hip which set me off. When it was over we had some pretty cute pics. He put them in his front chest pocket before I could put them in my purse.
“You can fight me for them later.” He winked at me as I stared into his beautiful blue eyes. Those dimples of his should be categorized as lethal weapons.
I swore he was about to kiss me when some drunk cougar threw open the curtain. “Sorry, are you done?”
“Sure thing, we got our pics.” Cal responded before I could. He placed his hands on my hips and pushed me out of the booth, walking right behind me. He led me back to the ballroom and out to the terrace.
We didn’t get any alone time the rest of the night. Mom wouldn’t leave Cal alone and I think he liked the attention. She made sure to introduce him to everyone she knew. After a few hours most of the crowd had disappeared.
“You want to get out of here? No expectations.” I couldn’t speak just nodded my approval. “Let me go say bye to Cass. I’ll be right back.”
Watching as he made his way through the ballroom to Cassidy, I started giving myself a pep talk. I reminded myself that he looked like fun, and that was all I wanted, a little fun, nothing more. Before I knew it, he made his way back to me and grabbed my hand, yanking me toward the nearest exit.
We walked hand in hand to the parking garage and once we reached his truck, he opened the door for me and I hopped up in my seat. He climbed in behind the wheel and started it up, turning down the radio before I could identify what country song was playing. It was definitely country though.
“So where to Jane?”
His question caught me off guard. “Umm, well my place isn’t an option.” I was wringing my hands together in my lap. I knew where I wanted to go and was working up the courage to say it when he asked if his place was ok. “As long as you behave.”
“Scouts honor.” I laughed at his response as he pulled out onto the dark city streets.
Chapter Seven
~ JANE ~
When we made it to his place and inside, he offered me a beer or water and I opted for a little liquid courage. “Do you have anything stronger?” He seemed a little surprised with my question and opened up the freezer.
Laughing he said, “All I have is some blue fruity shit Cass left in the freezer.” He waved the bottle at me and I agreed. It would have to do.
“Hit me!” He pulled out a shot glass and filled it to the top. I slammed it back and said, “Again!” His expression said he wasn’t sure, and I said, “I’ve had water all night. Hit me.” Licking my lips as I set the glass back down, for the second time, I was aware of his eyes on my lips. “I’ll take that water now.”
“Right.”
Reaching into the fridge he pulled out a bottle and handed it to me. I grabbed the bottle and went and sat on the couch. He removed his tuxedo jacket and threw it on a bar stool before sitting down in the middle of the couch. Not too close, but not too far away. We sat in complete silence just staring at each other before he spoke.
“So since you purchased me what do you plan to do with me?” His tone was completely serious but his eyes were teasing. And those damn dimples were mocking me.
“I haven’t decided yet!” I could tease back too.
“So tell me about yourself. Likes, dislikes, favorite foods.”
We spent the next hour or two chatting like the best of friends. While I became completely relaxed with him, conversation wasn’t why I went home with him. I was looking for some fun. Maybe he didn’t feel the same way. There was only one way to find out. I decided to go big or go home.
I looked right at him, never losing eye contact and said, “So what does a girl have to do to get a kiss around here?” I swore his pupils dilated before he started laughing.
God dammit! That’s not how I was expecting that to go. Blushing, I turned away. Contemplating whether or not I should leave and how I was going to get home. I then felt him slide closer to me. I felt him lightly pull on the ends of my hair and it sent a shiver down my neck.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh.”
Putting my ‘everything is fine’ smile on my face I looked up to find his face only inches from mine. My breath caught as I softly said, “Its ok. I just thought you wanted to but were afraid.”
He tucked some hair behind my ear and searched my face. “Jane, I’ve wanted to kiss you since last Saturday when you walked into my sister’s living room.”
“So what are you waiting for?” I could feel my breathing quicken and my panties grew damp.
“I like the element of surprise!”
He leaned in a little closer and I could feel his hot breath on my lips. He was fucking teasing me and I loved it. Cal continued to play with my hair and leaned in and kissed my cheek. Jesus, he was going to kill me with angst. Not sure where to put my hands, I placed them on his shoulders and began rubbing my thumbs over his collar bones. Working his way back to my ear, his hot breath undid me. I let out a guttural moan. I don’t think I had ever been so turned on in my life.
“I’m convinced you’re trying to kill me.” I was panting against his neck and enjoying his smell. I let my tongue slip out and licked him from the base of his neck up to his ear. I was about to suck his ear into my mouth when he pried me off of him. Shocked, I wasn’t sure what was going on.
I started to pull away when he said, “Surprise.”
Before my muddled brain could process that he was teasing me, his lips came down on mine. His hands were on the side of my face, holding me to him, before they sunk into the hair at the back of my neck. His lips were soft and warm, seeking permission to consume me. I moved my hands to the stubble on his cheeks as his tongue lightly traced my upper lip.
It was all I needed to lose control. I opened my mouth to him while moaning. My tongue sought out his as we both fought for control. Gently, I sucked his bottom lip between my teeth, gently bit down, and he groaned. Pushing him away from me forcefully, he opened his eyes startled. I climbed onto his lap before pouncing on his lips once more.
“I like surprises too,” panting as I settled into his lap.
His hands dug into my hips at my words and pulled me closer to him as I felt him smile against my mouth. My lips were already tender and I was quite aware of his arousal beneath me. I could feel my dress twist higher up my thighs as I pressed myself closer to him. Finally his hands began to travel over my body. Up and down my sides and around to my back, his hands were large and possessive. My breasts were aching as I silently begged for him to squeeze them.
Slowly his hands moved from my back to my front and cupped my breasts in unison. I couldn’t help the moan of unreserved approval that escaped my lips. I kissed my way across his face and down to his neck, nipping and sucking as I went.
“Jane?”
God my name sounded hot coming from his mouth. I lifted my head to look at him. His eyes were questioning me and I said, “Yes.”
I climbed off his lap, stood and grabbed his hand as he stood. He led me toward a hallway and up some stairs. As we passed the bathroom I released my hand from his, causing him to look at our hands and then to me.
“Just give me a minute. I’ll meet you in there.” He nodded as I closed the bathroom door.
After I took a deep breath I looked in the mirror. My lips were swollen and I couldn’t get the smile off my face. You can do this! He’s not Derek. He’s a fucking hot ass cop. Just some fun, you wanted some fun. I took a deep breath again before leaving the bathroom.
I made my way to the room with
the light on and found him with his back to me. He turned as he heard my heels click on his hardwood floors. His shirt was completely unbuttoned and he was undoing the cuffs. I walked to him and started to guide the shirt off his shoulders. He was wearing a tank underneath and as I pushed the tuxedo shirt further down his arms, tattoos greeted my hungry eyes. He was covered in ink and it was the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever seen and never expected.
“Wow.” It was the only word I could form.
I looked to his eyes and he just smirked, flashing those dimples at me.
Chapter Eight
~ CALVIN ~
She was examining my arms as her fingertips ran over the ink that covered them. It was like she could feel the lines of the artwork that covered me. I let the tuxedo shirt fall to the floor as her eyes traveled up my shoulder to my neck, and then to my eyes.
“There’s more isn’t there?” I simply nodded as her hands moved to the hem of the tank and they pushed underneath, lifting the shirt to expose my torso. She sucked in her breath and yanked the tank over my head.
My arms, legs, most of my torso, and my shoulders all had tattoos. My uniform easily covered them. It all started when I joined the army, and had become an addiction I couldn’t live without. Though, Jane’s reaction to them was now the sexiest thing about them. Women either seemed to love them or were repulsed by them. If she was repulsed by them she had me completely fooled. She grabbed my shoulders and turned me away from her. She lightly trailed her fingers over my shoulder blades, which were also covered with ink, and it sent a shudder through me. Before I could turn around to her, I felt her warm breath on my back followed by her hot lips.
“They’re beautiful.” She pressed her front to my back, wrapping her hands around my ribcage.
If I wasn’t fully erect before, I was at that moment. As much as I was enjoying her torturous exploration of my body, I couldn’t take anymore. Turning back to her our lips clashed together like water crashing to the shore at high tide. I buried my hand in her hair and held her to me as my other hand found her ass. Her arms wrapped around my torso and her nails dug into my flesh. My hands released her as I searched for the zipper to her dress, and she pulled back and took a few deep breaths.
“Jane, take it off before I rip it off.”
Teasing me, she pulled the hem of her dress up, exposing her toned thigh. I took a step closer before she turned away from me. I watched with anticipation as she undid the hidden zipper on her side. Standing there waiting for my next move, I placed her hair over one shoulder while I pushed the dress down her other arm. I think I moaned when I saw she wasn’t wearing a bra, as her naked back greeted me. The dress caught at her hips and hung there seductively. I ran my fingertips down her back and when they reached her hips, I slid my fingers under the dress and moved them around to caress her belly. Goosebumps covered her skin, but I knew she wasn’t cold. Bending, I eased the dress off her hips, down her legs, and she stepped out of it.
I ran my hands up her stocking covered legs. She’s wearing fucking stockings! Taking a few deep breaths, so I wouldn’t blow my load and humiliate myself, I took in the red lace garter and matching panties. I bent down lower so that my groin rubbed just below her ass and she reared back into me as her head dropped against my chest. My hands continued to tease her belly and hips and then they worked down to her thighs. She was shaking in her need for release as I began kissing her neck and shoulder.
Jane let out a moan and turned to face me. She climbed me like a tree, wrapping her soft, lean legs around my waist. Her breasts pressed against my chest as I kneaded the muscles in her thighs and ass.
“Why are you still dressed?” She was nipping at my lips as she asked the question.
I walked toward the bed with her still draped around me and sat down on the edge. This position caused me to press into her and it felt so good I swear my sight left me for a millisecond. She reached her hands between us and released the button on my tuxedo pants, the zipper was next. Before I could react, I felt her hand stroking my bare flesh. I don’t know how she got into my underwear without me knowing.
She pushed me down so that I was lying on the bed, and climbed off me. Propping myself on my elbows, I watched as she removed my shoes and socks before yanking my pants off. I wasn’t expecting what she did next. She got on her knees, running her hands up my legs, and snuck her hands under the fabric of my boxer briefs. She found the moisture beaded on my tip and circled it all over. By that point I dropped flat on my back marveling in her touch.
Within moments my underwear was on the floor and her hot mouth was milking me. I could feel her taut nipples rubbing against my legs and then felt my balls start to crawl up. No way, not like this. Prying her off of me, I put my hands under her armpits and pulled her down to lay on top of me. She was smiling at me as I took in her beauty.
“You have some green in your eyes. I didn’t notice that before.” She snickered like I missed the joke. “What’s so funny?”
“I’ve been told that before. It seems to happen when I’m turned on, angry, or scared.”
“Well I’ll assume that you’re turned on then.” She nodded her head as I kissed her lips, and rolled her to her back, and covered her petite body with my own.
My erection pressed against her thigh as I stroked her face and kissed her. She was tiny and fragile, like a baby doll. I worked my way down her neck, to her chest before running my hands over and then cupping her breasts. Now kneeling between her legs, I bent down to take a nipple in my mouth. Swirling it around my tongue as I sucked, she arched her back and dug her fingers into my scalp. Pulling away, I grazed my hands down her belly and hips, taking in the sight of the red lace garter and panties once again.
“I think these are the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.” I trailed my fingers over the delicate material, worried I would damage them.
“Happy to oblige Officer Charles.”
I groaned at her suggestive tone before fingering the material. She’d put the panties on over the garter belt, which meant she could leave it on while the panties were off. I didn’t hesitate to pull the panties down her legs. What I saw next nearly had me coming all over the bed. Holy shit. She was bare, not a trace of hair anywhere. I wasn’t opposed to hair, but this, this was something I wasn’t used to.
“Jesus Jane.”
She didn’t say anything as I ran my hand over her bare mound. I heard her take in a shaky breath as I leaned down and kissed where my hands had just been. Leaning down further, I raked my tongue up her slit from bottom to top, circling her clit when I reached it. She was practically convulsing as I repeated my actions. I wanted to give her release desperately, but I wanted her wrapped around me when it happened.
Moving off the bed and to my nightstand, I pulled a strip of condoms out and placed them on top after ripping one off. Sheathing my cock I came back over her and saw something in her change. I didn’t know why or how, but she suddenly looked scared.
“Jane, what’s wrong? We don’t have to do this.” I wanted to plunge into her right this second, but I wasn’t some asshole only out for my pleasure.
She took a hesitant breath, but wouldn’t look at me. I tilted her face toward mine and her eyes were suddenly filled with tears. Before I could speak she said, “Just go slow. I’m sorry, it’s been awhile since…just go slow.”
I sensed she had something else she wanted to tell me. “Jane we don’t…”
She cut me off, “NO, I want this, I do. Just go slow.” She pulled me down to kiss her, and she was possessive and demanding with her kiss.
“I’ll go slow, baby doll.”
Thoughts of what had her hesitant were pushed aside as her hands and mouth lit me on fire all over again. I positioned myself at her opening and rubbed my sheathed tip all over her. She was ready for me, at least physically. I looked up to find her eyes staring into mine. She didn’t look sad anymore and she arched her hips up at just the right moment and my tip slid into her.
I closed my eyes at the sensation just as her eyes rolled back. Dropping down closer to her I gently kissed her lips before advancing. She plunged her tongue into my mouth after whispering slow. Pressing forward, I sank all the way into her as she moaned out. I stilled as she pulsed around me fiercely. Opening my eyes to make sure she was ok she smiled at me and pushed her hips up to mine.
It was the answer I needed as I pulled nearly all the way out of her and slid back in, nice and slow. She met every pump of my hips and encouraged me to pick up my pace, slowly. She pulsed around me more frequently and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. I reached between our bodies to find her entire mound slick, and easily found her clit. Gently circling her little nub, she began rocking against me faster as her clit grew bigger. Her walls gripped me tighter and tighter and I thought I would never outlast her as she began crying out. She was stunning. I burst into the condom as her panting slowed and then collapsed on top of her.
Chapter Nine
~ CALVIN ~
I woke up with her cradled into my side and I was immediately ready for her again. Looking to the clock, I saw that it was after eight a.m. I didn’t remember falling asleep or discarding the condom, but I must have. Running my hand over the silky skin of her back and hip, she quietly mewled and burrowed into me deeper as her thigh moved up higher on my own. A few minutes later, she opened her eyes and smiled shyly at me.
“Morning beautiful.” I kissed her forehead before she yawned and stretched out her body like a cat.
“Morning. I hope I didn’t overstay my welcome.”
Was she crazy? “If I didn’t want you here, you wouldn’t be.” Though, I didn’t entirely believe my own words. The last thing I remembered was collapsing on top of her after we had both been satisfied. If I had wanted her gone, I was in no condition to verbalize it.
She began lazily running her hands over my torso. It felt too good and so right having her here with me. I had to try to slow this down. “How’d your job interview go? That was this week right?”