by Marilyn Lee
Her gaze slid down his body to his groin. Was it her imagination or was he even harder? She clenched her hands into fists to keep from reaching out to caress the thick length lying against his thigh. Don’t lose your head, Jule.
She lifted her eyes to meet his gaze. “Because I asked you to. Isn’t that reason enough for you to leave?”
“Not tonight it isn’t.”
“What?”
He shrugged. “Tia said you’ve never done anything like this.”
“I haven’t, but what has that got to do with anything?”
“She said you’d probably have second thoughts and I’d have to convince you that our spending a few hours together would be a good thing for us both. I promise you wouldn’t be disappointed.”
Jule moistened her lips. Tia had been a little too honest with him. Nevertheless his confidence in his sexual prowess was exhilarating. “This is awkward for me.”
“I’m sure it is, but you won’t regret tonight tomorrow.”
“Thanks for the guarantee, but—”
“It is a guarantee.”
“Damn. You’re very sure of yourself. Aren’t you?”
“I’ve never had any complaints.” He tilted his head. “Are you afraid of me?”
If she had any sense, she would be. But she knew Tia would not have sent him if she hadn’t checked him out with Ti. He wasn’t likely to be a psycho. “No.”
“Then I can’t see any reason why I should allow you to change your mind.”
She blinked. “Excuse me? Did you say allow me?”
He inclined his head. “I’m delighted to see there’s nothing wrong with your hearing.”
“Why?”
“Because you’ll be able to hear and appreciate the sound of my cock sliding in and out of your pussy.”
Her stomach muscles clenched and her heart beat quickened at the picture his words evoked in her mind. “I…I thought you were…” She moistened her lips. “I didn’t know you weren’t going to be…”
He narrowed his gaze. “You’re mistaken if you think I’m prepared to allow you to use my skin color as an excuse to send me away. Or are you going to tell me you’re prejudiced?”
“Of course not!”
“Neither am I.” He grinned at her. “Next objection?”
“There’s no need to make me sound like…I just thought…I expected you to be black.”
“Why?”
“Tia said you were Ti’s friend—”
He arched a brow. “And you thought all of Ti’s friends would be black?”
She blinked. “Of course not, but—”
“Yes?”
“Don’t you have any doubts about this?”
“No.”
“None?”
“None. Now enough with the questions.” He stared at her exposed pussy for so long her cheeks burned. When he lifted his gaze to hers, she saw clear desire in his eyes. “Tia said we could fulfill each other’s fantasies.”
For all she knew, he might want to chain her to the bed and spank her ass raw—before engaging in anal sex. The possibility excited rather than frightened her. “And…what exactly is your fantasy?”
“To spend the night with you.”
“Me in particular?”
“Yes.” He stared into her eyes. “Just thinking about how close I am to spending the night lying between your lovely, dark thighs is making me rock hard. I want to fuck you so hard and deep, you’ll be walking bowl-legged for days afterwards.”
His words, spoken in a soft husky voice, washed over her like an aphrodisiac, making her blood pound through her veins and her vaginal muscles convulse. Her need for that carnal closeness ate at her, making rational thought impossible.
She allowed her gaze to slide down and linger on his groin.
“You’re staring.”
She spoke in a husky whisper. “I know.”
“Would you like to see my cock?”
“Yes.”
He reached down to slip a hand into his shorts. When he removed his hand, his shaft sprang up and out of his shorts. He was just over average length, but the girth of his erect shaft made her catch her breath.
Smiling, he eased the shorts down further, exposing a pair of big, hairy balls.
Any remaining doubt of how she’d spend the night vanished. She had to feel that deliciously thick monster slowly stretching and pushing inside her.
“Have I changed your mind? Or do you still want me to leave?”
“You can leave when hell freezes over.”
Instead of pissing her off, his sexy, confident smile left her wondering why she hadn’t had a one-nighter with a bad boy sooner. She locked and bolted her door. Then overwhelmed by desire, she leaned against the wall near the door and parted her legs, further exposing herself to him.
Watching him slowly move away from the door to stand in front of her, heightened her desire. He stared at her pussy for several moments before he met her gaze. “Damn. You’re so sexy.”
Pleased that this handsome stud found her attractive, she smiled and slowly rubbed her fingers over her pussy. “And very wet. Are you going to waste the night staring or do you have other plans?”
“Oh honey, do I have other plans for the night and for you.”
She pressed a finger against her clit. “How long do you plan to stay overdressed?”
He arched a brow. “Would you like me to undress?”
She was normally shy, but there was something about this handsome bad boy that encouraged her to be as bad and unreserved as she’d never dared be before. “I wanted to see you buck naked the moment you walked in.” Despite her resolve to abandon her usual reticence, her cheeks burned.
He tilted his head. “Are you shy?”
She shrugged, not quite meeting his gaze. “I’ve never had a one-night stand with a stranger.” But damn if she wasn’t going to go with the flow.
He grinned. “I like the idea of being a first in that way, but if I have my way, I won’t be a stranger for long.”
“I’m not sure what that remark means.”
“Aren’t you?”
“No, but I’m really not interested in talking.”
He arched a brow. “What are you interested in?”
She ground her hips against the wall. “Seeing you gloriously aroused and naked.”
Chapter Three
“Give me a second.” Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he undressed quickly. He stood in front of her with a raised eyebrow and a What-do-you-think look in his eyes.
Nicely tanned, he was beautifully muscled. His chest was big without being massive and covered with a smattering of dark hair. Perfect abs led to a flat stomach. Jutting from between his long legs were the jewels of his body—his genitals. His thick cock with the big, dark pink head was fully erect. Hanging just below his cock was a pair of big balls, whose contents she was eager to help him expend.
He fondled his thick length. “Will I do?”
She shrugged. “I’m not sure.” She spread her legs further in a wanton display of sexual hunger. “Help me make up my mind. Let me feel it.”
His thick shaft bobbed in front of him as he closed the distance between them. He paused—a maddening cock length from her. “Help yourself.”
Jule looked down and struggled not to wrap her fingers around him and greedily thrust him into her body. Lord, he was going to feel great slowly stretching her. Although eager to have him penetrate her, she enjoyed the sexual play between them and the anticipation building in her.
She tore her gaze away from his cock to look at his big hands. They would feel great caressing her. “Touch me,” she urged.
“I’d thought you’d never ask.” Maintaining the distance between her slit and his shaft, he stroked her trembling thighs.
The touch of his fingers sent a shiver through her. She bit her lip and slowly inched her hips forward.
Staring down into her eyes, he smiled and slipped his fingers between her legs.
> “Oh.” She wiggled her hips and tightened her vaginal muscles around his probing fingers.
“Oh baby. You're wet and ready.” He removed his fingers from her and licked them. “I like the way you taste.”
Frustrated with his slow pace, she stroked her hands over the sides of his thighs. “If you ever actually get around to it, you might like how I feel wrapped around your thick cock.”
“Like thick dicks, do you?”
“Do you know a straight woman who doesn’t?”
In response, he slipped a finger inside her.
Nice. So nice.
A smile curved his lips. “I suppose you know that thick cocks and tight pussies are a recipe for paradise?”
Although young, he certainly knew how to keep a woman aroused, she thought, closing her legs on his hand. “What I know is that I’m growing more impatient by the minute. What are you going to do about that?”
He leaned closer until she could finally feel his shaft against her body.
Her stomach muscles tightened at the contact. Eager to feel him inside her, she slipped her hands over his buns. “Hmmm. Nice ass.”
Her reward was the feel of him rubbing the head of his cock along her slit. “I have an even nicer cock. Are you ready to discover that for yourself?”
“Oh…hell, yes.”
His warm lips rushed along her neck before he nibbled at her ear. “I love the way you smell and feel.
She closed her eyes.
“I’ve thought about this and making love to you all afternoon. I can almost taste my need for you,” he whispered.
“Believe me, I know the feeling.”
His tongue teased the side of her neck. “Do we have to use a condom?”
The question left her longing to feel his hard length sliding in and out of her. “I wish we could fuck without one,” she whispered in a small, shameless voice.
“Then why don’t we? I’ve always used one with everyone else. Just the thought of coming inside you is making me harder and hornier.”
She was horny, not crazy. “I’d like that too, but we can’t.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive.”
He licked her neck again, sending tingles of pleasure all through her. “Are you protected? If you aren’t, I can pull out before I come. I promise I won’t come inside you until you’re ready for that.”
For Jule, the lure of having sex without a condom was to have her lover come inside her. Since that was out of the question, so was having unprotected sex. Once she began another committed relationship, she’d be able to look forward to the pleasure of condomless sex with her lover. But there was no way she was about to behave irresponsibly during a one night stand.
“Having you inside me raw is very tempting, but we have to use a condom.”
In an apparent attempt to change her mind, he rubbed the head of his shaft against her clit.
A shock of pleasure shook her. “Oh.”
“You’re sure?”
She met his gaze. “Surely you can enjoy sex without being…irresponsible.”
“I always do.”
“Then why not accept my choice?”
“I will. Okay.” He kissed her neck before he moved away from her long enough to get a condom out of his shirt pocket. A wicked smile lit his dark green eyes. “Would you like to put it on?”
Her stomached muscles clenched. She nodded.
He handed her the foil package. “Be gentle with me, honey,” he teased.
A knot of heat rushed up her neck to her face. Her hands shook as she took the condom and reached for his cock.
The small, pleased sound he made as she slowly closed her fingers around him pleased her. He felt heavy and warm to the touch. Nice. Oh it was so nice to touch a cock again. “Oh…”
“Damn your hand feels so good on me.”
She rolled the rubber over his length before she looked up into his eyes. Meeting his intense gaze, she had an insane hope that what was about to happen between them wouldn’t just be about sex.
Get a grip, Jule. This is going to be one sweet night, not the beginning of anything special. Don’t get crazy. This is about sex. Period. She cupped her hands over him. “I want this inside me. Right now. Please.”
He caressed her cheeks and spoke in a warm, soft voice she found strangely sexy and comforting. “I’ll do my best to please you.”
“Love me.”
“Oh, honey, I’m going to.”
“So make love to me already,” she invited.
“Here in the hall?”
She nodded. “Right here. Right now.”
“Standing up?”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever made love standing in the hall?”
“No.”
He brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. “Then I’ll do my best to make this special for you.” Placing his hands on either side of her body, he bent his knees and leaned close to her.
The sexy smell of his cologne filled her nostrils. She reached down and closed her fingers around him. Holding his balls in her other hand, she rubbed the hard helmeted head along the length of her slit. Delicious shivers raced down her spine. She sucked in a breath and pressed him against her entrance. Moving her hands around his body to cup his ass, she gazed up at him. “Do it. Now. Put it in.”
He shook his head. “Not yet. I want you to want it.”
“What? I’m standing here practically naked in front of you and you’re wondering if I want it? A blind man could see how much I want it—with you.”
A totally masculine smile spread across his face. “Prove it. Put it in.”
“Oh, no. This is supposed to be about my fantasy. I want to be taken. Take me.”
“I love a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to ask for it.”
“I want you to stop talking and start pumping. Or are you intending to make me beg?”
“I wouldn’t mind your begging, but that’s not what I had in mind—at least not for our first time.” Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he eased his powerful hips forward. His thick length slipped between her outer lips.
“Oh!” She licked her lips and looked down. The contrast of the thick, pale length imbedded in her dark, wet pussy lips was highly erotic. She looked up at him, her tongue pressed against her top lip.
He paused for several moments, allowing her to savor the sweet delight of having the big head of his penis lodged just inside her. “Ready for more?”
“Oh yes.”
“So am I.” He pushed slowly into her only to pause after a moment.
“Oh.”
He stroked her cheek. “Is that a good oh?”
With a fresh rush of moisture filling her, she nodded. “Oh yes.”
“Good. I want to make you very happy tonight.”
“Then don’t stop.”
Rotating his hips, he pushed forward, feeding another few inches of thick, delicious cock into her. She closed her eyes on a wave of sweet sensation and arched her body into his. “Oooh. Yes.”
Breathing deeply, he continued to inch forward until she was pinned to the wall, impaled on his thick, hard shaft. He shuddered, drew his hips back slightly and then surged forward again.
She felt his pubic hair against hers. “Hmmm.”
He lifted her chin. “Open your eyes.”
She obeyed to find him staring down into her eyes.
“Feels good?”
“Yes.” Jule stroked her hands over his ass and tightened herself around his slick hard length. Karl had been longer, but not nearly as thick. Her eyes fluttered shut. A woman could easily get used to feeling herself stretched around a hard, thick cock like his.
He stood still for several moments, his groin pressed tight against hers. “Oh God. I knew you’d be sweet.” He cupped her face between his palms. “Open your eyes and look at me.”
Keeping her eyes closed would enhance her enjoyment of the wonderful sensation of having her pussy s
tretched with his hard width, but she found it impossible to ignore the soft command. She reluctantly opened her eyes.
He caressed her cheek. “Talk to me. I want to know what you’re feeling. Do you like having me inside you?”
Had she died and gone to heaven? Karl had been the strong silent type during love-making. He’d always fallen asleep within minutes of coming. She’d often lie awake after sex wanting to talk or have him hold her.
“I feel great and I love having you inside me.” A grin spread over her face. “That is if you plan to do something besides just holding it still.”
“You want more, honey?”
She nodded.
“Talk to me. Tell me what you want.”
Her fingers dug in his ass cheeks. “I want you moving inside me.”
He pulled his cock out before thrusting slowly back into her. “I’ll give you whatever you want, my lovely.”
“I want you,” She said in protest as he eased his cock out of her.
“You have me.”
“No. I mean I want you to take me.”
“Whatever you want.” He bent his head.
Her eyelids fluttered down.
His warm, demanding lips closed over hers. Between hot, warm kisses and eager nibbling at her mouth, he whispered to her…She was sexy, beautiful, and irresistible.
The soft, sweet words helped create a level of well being she hadn’t felt since the early years of her marriage.
She caressed his ass. “Please. Please.”
Warm, insistent lips caressed and teased hers.
In response, she moaned and arched her body into his, rubbing her breasts against his chest.
His arms encircling her, he deepened the kiss. When she opened her mouth, he pressed a series of hot, demanding kisses against her lips.
With shudders of desire shaking her body, she clutched his ass.
Still raining open-mouth kisses on her lips, he drew his hips back before quickly pushing back into her.
She eagerly ground her hips against his.
Swirling his tongue around hers, he began a tortuously sweet in and out motion inside her.
He felt exquisite. She dragged her lips from his. “Oh. Oh yes. More. Please. More. Give me more…harder…faster.”