Keeper

by Robyn Roze

  “Who exactly is going to eat all this food? Are you expecting company?” she commented over her shoulder while unloading the growing stockpile of takeout containers on the island. Steve would probably come trampling in any minute to join them, she assumed.

  Jake selected a station of provocative mood music on Pandora and lowered the volume to just soft ambient currents. He checked out Olivia as she sorted the mass of food. Her shiny thick chestnut hair was up in a high ponytail exposing the curve of her soft neck with wisps of hair gently licking at it. A very form-fitting, long-sleeved, pale pink, knit top hugged her body, revealing no telltale signs of a bra marring her back. He swallowed following the path down to the curve of her lower back and the gray yoga pants that had the good fortune of embracing the loveliest-shaped, round backside he had ever seen. She must be wearing a thong - no panty lines. He already knew his hands were a perfect fit for those cheeks, but he wanted to feel them bare in his hands. Oh, Christ, he moaned in his head. Just then, Olivia dropped a package of chopsticks and bent over to pick them up. Between her slightly spread thighs, he saw the hint of her soft center folds peeking out at him. The highway to heaven, he growled in his head. God, he loved it when she wore yoga pants. Now he was rock hard. He squeezed his eyes shut and braced his hand against the cased archway telling the beast to behave, for now. When he opened his eyes, Olivia was staring at him with pinched eyes.

  “You okay?” she asked as she turned to finish opening containers and releasing even more aromatic Asian spices into the air.

  Jake cleared his throat. “Yeah, just great.” He smiled with heavy hooded eyes. This night had to end with them naked in his bed or he was going to go insane.

  Olivia shook her head a little, clearly not sure what was going on with him. “Seriously, Jake, who’s going to eat all of this?” she asked again.

  He continued to picture her naked as she stood at the kitchen island. “Really? You’ve seen me eat pizza. You know I can finish that off.” He sauntered up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist nuzzling her ear. “And if we don’t finish it. I guess we’ll just have to think of some way to work up an appetite,” he said in a husky, dangerous voice.

  Olivia suddenly felt her skin burst with heat everywhere. She swallowed and tried to remain calm. Levity was a good idea right about now, she decided. “Well, you know dancing is a great way to work up an appetite.” She giggled a little and Jake could feel the ripples against his body.

  His mouth curled at one corner. “As I recall, you laughed hysterically the last time you saw me dance.”

  “True, but that kind of sustained belly laughing can really work up an appetite, too.” She giggled even more at the memory.

  He was shaking his head next to hers. “Oh, Miss Marshall, that mouth of yours.” Jake sighed. “There’s something I’ve wanted to do to you for a long time,” he whispered sexily in her ear, lightly nipping her lobe.

  Oh, God, she really hoped it involved him crushing her with his hard muscled body on a bed. Then…he started tickling her unmercifully! Olivia squealed with delight and tried to get away but he wouldn’t let up. She managed to turn around and tried to push him away. Oh, my God! She couldn’t stop laughing. When was the last time someone had tickled her? Her sides felt like they were going to split from all the shrieking and squealing.

  When he finally eased up, she realized that they had relocated to the dining room and her back was against the wall. She was holding her sides with shoulders hunched to catch her breath when she glanced up and noticed his chest expanding and contracting as he deeply filled his lungs while looking down at her, waiting for her to make the next move. Just like when they had been dancing a few weeks ago at his party. He liquefied her with that look.

  Without warning, she reached up hooking her hands in his wavy, coal-black, tousled hair and pulled his mouth roughly down to hers. She stood on tips toes kissing him greedily when he suddenly bent and cupped her ass to pull her up. Olivia hungrily wrapped her legs around his waist as Jake held her up against the wall. They kissed breathlessly and she moaned into his mouth.

  Finally, the green light to unleash the beast, and the beast was starving, but Jake knew he had to try to slow this speeding train down or it was going to be over way too fast. He didn’t want to disappoint her. No, he wanted her to keep coming back to him for more.

  He could feel her heat as she pressed her soft mound against his scorching erection, squeezing him tightly between her taut legs. Then she broke away from their ravenous kissing to reach down in between them, crossed her arms, and ripped off her clingy, pale pink top. Arching her back up against the wall, she displayed her perfectly round perky breasts and the most beautiful pink nipples waving him in their delectable direction. Olivia kneaded her hands in his hair and softly moaned as he cupped one breast and gently rolled her hardened nipple between his tongue and teeth on the other. Jake’s free hand squeezed her ass tight against him so that her heat stayed on him where he needed it most.

  As they writhed against each other with mounting fierceness, Olivia whispered seductively into his ear, “Fuck me, Jake.” Oh. My. God. Those had to be the three most beautiful words Jake ever heard spoken. He growled before he claimed every inch of her mouth with his tongue. Pushing them away from the wall, he headed for his bedroom with her still linked tightly around him. Out of habit, he shut the door behind them and locked it.

  Olivia climbed down off him breathing heavily and took a step back. She grew even hotter when she saw Jake licking his lips with a heated gaze on the rise and fall of her breasts. She had to see what he looked like under that shirt. Reaching forward and pressing her palms on his hard abs, she scrunched his shirt in her hands while pushing it up. Jake took care of the rest and hastily discarded it on the floor behind him.

  Olivia released a shuddered exhalation. Oh, he was magnificent. Fanning her hands on his lower stomach, she began a slow ascent enjoying every unyielding square inch of his ripped midsection against her hands. He felt like a hard well-defined statue covered in warm soft skin. Her hands led her eyes up to the broad shoulders that framed his strong expansive chest peppered with just the right amount of hair. Then she noticed how it narrowed just below his chest and plunged in a straight line underneath his waistband. She swallowed hard and knew from the way his pants tented that this would definitely be memorable.

  Christ, she was sexy, and Jake enjoyed her slow appraisal of his body. It gave him an opportunity to slow down before passing the finish line way ahead of schedule. Everywhere her hands caressed him, felt like hot licking flames. When her scorching eyes locked with his, he realized there was every chance the reality would be better than his fantasy.

  Jake cupped her face in his hands and brought her mouth to his giving her a long, deep, slow kiss. Olivia’s hands traced around to his lower back and pulled him closer. Slowly, she slipped her fingers under the waistband of his jeans trailing them around to the front where she hooked her thumbs on the outside squeezing them together and undoing the button. His breathing hitched as she deliberately unzipped him and skimmed her hands around him releasing his jeans so that they dropped to the floor with a soft thud.

  Now she repeated the same provocative course with his black trunk briefs. Only this time when she reached the front, her fingers teasingly circled around his crown, which had busted past the waistband. Jake pulled away from their sultry kiss and rested his forehead against hers. “Christ, Olivia, I’m supposed to seduce you,” he breathed heavily.

  “Oh, I promise you’ll get your turn,” she purred, descending down along with his trunks. Jake pressed his hand against the wall as he stepped out of his clothing, pushing it away with his foot on the floor behind him.

  Olivia remained on her knees in front of Jake staring at the glory that was Jake McCloud. He was right. She had never seen one like this before. Even his cock looked muscular. How could he possibly fit inside her? All of her blood rushed to engorge her lower lips and throbbing clit just thin
king about it. He was so thick and perfectly shaped with large veins and a flawlessly sculpted crown.

  She gripped his pulsing heaviness in her hands and stroked him softly at first, and hearing his breathing change, she smiled. Olivia marveled at his hardness. It was made out of lead and disguised in the same velvety covering he had everywhere else. She gently blew her hot breath on the tip of his crown, followed by teasing circles with her tongue as she increased the speed and tightened her grip on his shaft. Jake’s hand struck out for the wall as he tried to maintain his balance. Oh, this was going to be fun, Olivia grinned. Just as she started to take more of him into her mouth, he cupped her chin with his hand and pulled her up.

  Jake was breathless and his eyes were cloudy and dilated. “If you don’t stop, this is going to end a lot sooner than I want it to.” He rubbed his nose against hers and drove her with his steamy body smoothly toward the bed until she was sitting on the edge.

  He leaned down and started kissing her lips, her cheeks, her ears, and her neck until he had pressed her back against the bed. Huskily he murmured, “It seems you have me at a disadvantage, Olivia.” He nuzzled her ear. “It’s time to level the playing field.”

  He nipped at her ear lobe and then down her neck. Leaning over her, he used one hand to balance on the bed and the other to squeeze her breast and rub her nipple before beginning his teasing descent. First, he stopped to pay special attention to each breast sucking, massaging and tweaking her nipples with his mouth and fingers. She could feel the beginning of her climb up the mountain as her clit responded to the charged jolts her nipples were firing to it.

  As his mouth continued its sweet assault, he started gliding down her belly with soft nips and kisses. He circled his tongue around her belly button and then dropped down to trace all along the edge of her yoga pants, continuing with soft bites mixed with kisses all around her hips and lower belly. Then he hooked his fingers at the top of her pants and unhitched them quickly over her hips and butt leaving her in nothing but her pink thong. He stood and venerated her near nakedness. There couldn’t be anything sexier than what he was looking at right now. Jake watched as Olivia brought her knees up together and placed her feet side by side on the edge of the bed. He could tell she was squeezing her legs together tightly and rocking them back and forth. He smiled, because he knew just how to take care of that.

  Dropping down to his knees, he started kissing her legs and stroking her thighs. He reached up and hooked her thong, quickly freeing her. She moaned a little arousing him even more. He slowly spread her legs and started at her knees, softly grazing her tender flesh with his stubble. She started to writhe and moan faintly. Taking his time, he continued his journey until he reached the delicate folds of her center. Gently grazing them with his bristles, she bucked softly and groaned. Her hands bunched and tightly clutched the bedspread at her sides and he could see the deep rise and fall of her breasts in the moonlight. He teasingly nipped at her inner thighs and placed her feet on his shoulders before laying his hands across her hips to hold her down.

  Deeply inhaling her honeyed, seductive, earthy scent, he then began the sweetest assault of all. Tenderly sucking at her outer folds and stroking them with his tongue, he coaxed them apart before diving down to torment her swollen needy clit. She began to buck and arch her back, but Jake held her in place with his hands as her feet drove down on his shoulders. He continued licking around her nub and then lightly sucked at it. She started panting and moaning loudly.

  Olivia’s hands plunged into Jake’s wavy, dark tousles holding him right where she needed him most. “Oh, my, God,” she moaned. She had become so accustomed to denying this sensation that she found allowing the mounting intensity, bewildering. It wasn’t like anything she had ever felt before. She could feel herself spinning out of control and knew she needed to ride it, freely, as far as it would take her. She had to know how this ended and kept kneading her hands in his hair. Groaning much louder now, she tried to move, but his hands and tongue would not release her.

  Suddenly, Olivia’s arms shot up above her head as her body stiffened. The deep waves of ecstasy thundered over her and climaxed in a noise she had never heard herself make before now. She started to shudder from the deep contractions inside. It was as if she jumped out of a plane with no parachute and learned how to fly. It was absolutely thrilling and exquisite. Then she felt Jake delicately grazing her inner thighs with his delicious stubble, and heard his growl, right before he started again. Olivia thought she might die this time. Her orgasm came with little warning and surprised her with its efficiency and exhilaration. Had she screamed Jake’s name this time? Oh, God, she didn’t even care. She had never been so at peace and weightless in all her life.

  Olivia’s intoxicating scent and the way she came for him was the most erotic experience Jake could remember having. He had even made her scream his name. He felt invincible and all he wanted to do was make her come again and again, but Olivia had other ideas. Her hands were in his hair guiding his mouth and tongue along her belly up to her breasts. Then she lifted his head, looked into his smoldering eyes and slowly smiled up at him before bringing his mouth to hers.

  Jake slid his arm under her shoulders and lifted her up so that he could pull her further onto the bed with him. One of her hands traced down along his rippled abs and gripped his thick shaft. Jake moaned as she stroked and squeezed his entire length in her hand. He pulled away from their kiss, reaching over to his nightstand and opening the drawer.

  “You don’t need that, Jake,” she whispered breathlessly. He looked at her, slightly confused. “I’m protected,” she added. “I’ve always used them, too, but I don’t want to with you, unless you do, and it’s okay if you do.” He knew she meant it.

  Jake scrutinized her face in the milky haze of the moonlight. Bareback? Wow. That would be a first. He quickly decided to trust her. If he was going to take a risk, it was going to be with Olivia. He closed the drawer and greedily resumed his position between her luscious thighs sweeping his hand down hungrily to embrace her supple ass. He looked into her dreamy hooded eyes and caressed the side of her face with his thumb before kissing her deep and hard. She wrapped her arms and legs around him feverishly. He could feel her hot and wet underneath him, begging for him.

  She squirmed for better positioning and shifted so that the tip of his erection was knocking at her gateway. Jake couldn’t hold back any longer, he slammed into her, and she arched her back underneath him moaning his name. She felt so snug, hot and slick around his bare cock, he thought he would lose his mind, and she was tightening along his shaft making him want to explode right then. Oh, my God, she was so worth the wait. He started moaning louder as every nerve ending in his body ignited.

  Olivia couldn’t believe that he fit inside her, completely filling her, and she knew then she could never get enough of that feeling, or him. He started the slow dance of sliding in and out of her and she brought her knees up higher as he interlaced her hands in his and held them down beside her head. He started kissing her as his rhythm gained momentum.

  A sweet pressure from the position and girth of his shaft was building in her clit and the tingling rolled from her core up her abdomen, spreading to her chest, suddenly popping in bubbles off her skin as she moaned into his mouth. She was matching him stroke for stroke and he broke away from their kiss and hung his head next to hers. He started to moan and groan louder and pound harder and faster. Then he drove into her as far as he could go and roared incomprehensibly up to the heavens as he came inside her.

  Once his crashing waves passed, he slumped over her, released their hands and cupped her face softly, giving her a gentle kiss. Olivia could feel his heart hammering in his chest and hear his faltering breathing.

  “God, Olivia,” he whispered dreamily, “what just happened?” She could feel him smiling as he nestled against her cheek.

  She was trailing his back with her hands and relishing the weight of him on top of her. “I don’t know,�
� she responded breathily, “I’m just glad you’re a God awful dancer.”

  CHAPTER 16

  Jake awoke to angry grumblings in his stomach and glanced over at the clock. Shit! It was after nine o’clock at night. No wonder he was starving. Olivia’s head was still nestled on his shoulder up against his neck with one arm draped across his other shoulder. He could feel her warm breath on his skin. Giving her a gentle embrace, he smiled provocatively at the lustful memory. They had both fallen asleep after the rare gift of mind-blowing, earth-shattering sex. Christ, they were good together. He smiled as he smoothed his hand over his face. Jake felt like a new man and he was sure that Olivia would be back for more. He grinned, hell he wasn’t giving her a choice.

  He decided to try to wake her. They had a load of Chinese food still sitting open in the kitchen and he wanted to reload for round two. Jake started rubbing her sweet smelling hair with his chin while squeezing and gently stroking her arm and back. She started mumbling and brought her hand to her eyes rubbing at them sleepily.

  Pushing up to see the time, she remarked groggily, “Oh, okay. It’s getting late. I should go.”

  His brows squeezed tight - what! “You’re not going anywhere,” Jake announced, surprised that she thought he would want her to leave.

  Olivia rolled to her back and stretched like a well-fed kitten. “I don’t really want to start my day seeing Steve.”

  Okay, he could sort of understand that. He just hoped that was the only reason she wanted to leave. “Steve’s out of town until Sunday night,” he admitted.