by Ward, Alice
“So you agree? Just for tonight, can we pretend that we’re two people out to enjoy each other’s company?”
I nodded. “That sounds nice, actually.”
James relaxed into his seat and gave me a grateful smile. We spent the next two hours talking and laughing over dinner and far too many drinks. At first, it was hard not to mention what was going on back at home. But soon, we were lost in stories about our childhood and dreams for our future. I was shocked to learn that James wanted to coach football like his dad, and he was amused when I demonstrated my inability to whistle. When the check arrived at the table, I felt like the best first date of my life was coming to an end.
James gave the waitress Daddy’s credit card and we finished our last drinks while we waited for the receipt. When we finally rose from the table, I realized I’d had way too much to drink. I held onto James for support and we made our way out of the restaurant.
“That last drink was a bad idea,” I said as I stumbled down the sidewalk.
James put an arm around my waist and held me up. “I think the last three were probably a mistake… let’s get back to the room and get some coffee in you. If you don’t sober up some before you go to sleep, you’re going to feel terrible tomorrow.”
I leaned my head against his shoulder and tried to keep my feet underneath me. “You’re so thoughtful, when you want to be,” I told him. I stumbled on a crack in the sidewalk and James caught me just before I fell on my face.
“This isn’t working… I have an idea.” James stepped in front of me and dropped to his knees. He glanced over his shoulder and gave me a wink. “Climb on.”
I leaned against James’s back and wrapped my arms around his neck. He stood and pulled my legs around his waist.
“Don’t get used to this,” he said as he carried me back to the hotel. “And let me know if you feel like you’re going to get sick.”
I laid my head against his back and breathed in his scent. It felt so good to be pressed against him again, and I never wanted to let him go.
He has feelings for me, I know he does. He had to have arranged for the Jacuzzi room. When I called to confirm the reservations, I repeated “double room” three times. And he wanted to spend the night getting to know me instead of talking about Daddy and Renee. He wants me, and I’m going to make him admit it. I’ll be honest with him too. And if I’m wrong, I can always just say I was drunk.
James stopped walking and I opened my eyes to discover we’d made it back to the hotel.
“Think you can make it from here?” he asked and lowered me to the asphalt.
“I think so,” I said, taking his arm. We walked through the lobby doors and into an open elevator. I steadied myself against the back railing and James stared at me with a smile.
“I’ll have to remember that you’re a lightweight,” he teased.
I rolled my eyes at him. “I’m fine. Just watch, after one cup of coffee, I’ll be ready to go all night.”
James lifted a curious eyebrow and the elevator doors rattled open. I let go of the railing and pretended to lose my balance. James took two steps forward and lifted me into his arms.
“Like I said, you’re a lightweight,” he said as he carried me towards the room. I pulled my keycard out of my purse and opened the door from his arms. James stepped into the suite and carried me into the bedroom.
“I’ll get the coffee going,” he said, depositing me on the bed. I stretched out and laid my head on a pillow while he filled the coffee pot in the bathroom sink. He returned to the bedroom, filled the machine’s reservoir with water, and dumped coffee into the filter.
“Come sit with me while we wait,” I directed, patting the mattress.
James sat on the edge of the bed and pulled off his boots before sliding up next to me. He leaned against the headboard and let his arms fall to his sides.
It’s now or never… if he pulls away, I’ll know I’m wrong.
I hesitated for a moment and then rolled over, nuzzling my face against his neck. James wrapped his arm around me and rested his chin on the top of my head. We lay there, holding each other, but not talking about it until the coffee pot beeped.
James kissed the top of my head and untangled himself from me. “Let’s get some coffee in you. I don’t want you to be sick tomorrow.”
I sat up with my legs crossed under me and watched him pour two cups of coffee. He left one on the counter, passed the other to me, and grabbed the ice bucket.
“I’m going to walk down to the lobby and get you some Advil,” he told me, stepping into flip flops. “And then I’m going to stop at the ice machine. We should both drink a glass of ice water before we go to sleep.” James was calm, as if it were perfectly normal that we’d just curled up in bed together.
“Whatever you think is best,” I agreed.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” he called as he made his way to the door. The moment he left the room, I jumped up and started filling the Jacuzzi.
He didn’t pull away from me, and he kissed the top of my head! Am I rushing things if I get in the tub naked? God, I wish I’d packed sexier underwear. At least my legs are shaved.
I cleared one of the nightstands and pulled it next to the Jacuzzi. I retrieved the snack bag from the couch, poured fresh coffee into the thermos, and used the nightstand as a table for the makeshift Jacuzzi picnic. I set two fluffy towels on the bed and turned back to the tub.
Water reached the top of the tallest air jet and I turned off the faucet. I ran back to the living area and searched James’s bag. I found what I was looking for in the front pouch, and tucked the condom between the sheets of the bed. I stripped down to my white bra and panties and lowered myself into the steaming tub. I flipped on the jets as James walked in to the room. He leaned against the half wall, his mouth wide open in surprise.
I gave him an innocent grin. “You seemed pretty concerned that I stay hydrated,” I explained. “I thought what better way than to bob around in water? You can set the ice bucket on this table over here. I’ve already brought the glasses over.”
James closed his mouth and nodded. He walked around the Jacuzzi, his eyes on my now see through bra. He sat the bucket down on the nightstand, and then turned away from me and took a seat at the foot of the bed. He clasped his hands in his lap and stared down at the carpet. He didn’t seem upset, but it was clear something was on his mind.
I’ll just sit here and give him a minute.
I finished my first cup of coffee and let bubbly water roll across my lower back. After a few minutes of silence, James cleared his throat. He looked up at me with smoldering eyes.
“Would you like some company in there?” he asked, his voice raspy.
“I’d love some,” I purred.
James stood up and turned to face me. We locked eyes as he started unbuttoning his shirt. The corner of his mouth curled up in a sly grin, and I knew he was silently daring me to break eye contact and watch him undress. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, and held my gaze until he climbed into the Jacuzzi. He slid down into the underwater seat across from me. He reached for me and I slid through the water and into his arms.
“I knew it,” I whispered as James pulled me into his lap. His hard cock pressed in to my leg and I longed to feel it inside me.
James leaned down and kissed me softly behind the ear. “Knew what?” he whispered back.
I turned to him and put one hand on the side of his face. I took a deep breath and wished I still had a little more alcohol in my system to boost my courage. James rested his head against the padded edge of the Jacuzzi and teased the curves of my side with gentle fingers.
“Talk to me, Willow,” he prodded. “What did you know?”
Just say it… if there was ever a time to be honest, it’s now.
I looked into James’s soft, curious eyes. “I know… I think that the reason you don’t want our parents to get married…”
James tensed in my arms and sat up straight
. He didn’t push me away, but it was clear that I’d hit a nerve. “Willow, please… you promised we wouldn’t talk about that tonight. Don’t ruin a perfectly good evening.”
I was hurt by his reluctance to talk to me. I wiggled out of his lap and moved to the other side of the Jacuzzi.
“You didn’t have to pull away,” he said softly.
I stared back at him with frustrated eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. “Yes, I did. I don’t care if you want to talk about things or not. I need to ask you a question, and I need you to give me an honest answer.”
James sighed. “Fine… I can see you’re not going to drop this. Ask away.”
I moved back to his side of the Jacuzzi and sat down beside him. I took his hand in mine and asked the question that had been nagging my mind. It didn’t come out as graceful as I’d practiced it in my head.
“Do you want me?” I asked, my words awkward and rushed.
James let out a snort of amusement and his face relaxed. “That’s what you wanted to ask? You were just in my lap, Willow. I’m sure you could tell for yourself that I want you.” He pulled me back into his lap and kissed my forehead.
“You had me worried for a second, I thought you were about to get all serious,” he said.
“I am serious,” I told him and looked him in the eye. “I didn’t mean do you want me right now… I meant do you want to be with me. Do you have feelings for me, James? Is that why you don’t want our parents to get married?”
James sighed and tensed again. I tried to move away, but he held me in his lap.
“Willow, please try to understand that nothing about this is simple. I was perfectly happy before you came in to my life. I was free, I had my life on the road… and now, everything is so damn complicated. I have no idea how to explain the way I’ve been feeling.”
“It’s a simple question, James. Do you have feelings for me or not?” I asked softly. I stared down at the water, not sure I was ready for his answer.
James placed a hand under my chin and lifted my face to his. “I have so many feelings for you, I can’t think straight,” he confessed. Butterflies churned in my stomach and my heart beat loud in my chest.
“Do you realize that I haven’t ridden in a rodeo since the night we met?” he continued. “I was supposed to leave town again that week… I told everyone that I was staying around to start my new job at the ranch. But really, I just wanted to be near you. You’ve been in my head for a long time, Willow. And the way I want you scares me.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I’d dreamed about this moment, I’d hoped for it, and it was finally happening. I pushed my lips to his and kissed him hungrily. Our tongues danced together and I felt James’s cock spring back to life. I slid two fingers under the waistband of his boxers. He covered my hand with his and pulled it back to the surface of the water.
“Willow, I need you to understand that I’m still trying to figure out my feelings,” he whispered. “Lord knows that I want you. And I certainly don’t want you to become my step-sister. But I’m not positive I’m ready for all of this. I never thought I’d feel this way about someone… that I’d even think about settling down. I’m not sure what all of this means… I need you to be patient with me.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into his ear. “I can be patient,” I whispered. “Just tell me again that you want me.” I bit down gently on his earlobe and James moaned with pleasure. He squeezed my ass as I moved my legs to straddle him.
“I want you… I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything.” James reached around me and unfastened my bra. He pulled it down my arms and tossed it to the floor. He sucked my nipples hungrily as I rubbed my pussy against the bulge in his shorts. I lost myself in the sensations of our bodies moving together, and my right knee slipped off the slick Jacuzzi seat.
“We need to move this to the bed,” he said, catching me just before I dipped under the water. He climbed backwards out of the tub, wiggled out of his boxers, and dabbed his firm, dripping body with a towel. He kept his eyes fixed on me as I joined him next to the bed.
“Let me,” he said as I reached for the other towel. He took it from the bed and wrapped it around my shoulders. He kissed and licked my neck as he ran the terry cloth across my back.
“Thank you… for running us a bath,” he said softly, dropping his face to my breasts.
I let out a cry of passion as he bit down on my nipple. I let my arms rest around his neck as his head moved lower.
“It’s thanks to you that we have the Jacuzzi,” I moaned as his tongue circled my belly button. “Admit it… you switched the rooms when you checked in.”
James ran his tongue along the waistband of my panties and looked up at me with a grin. “You caught me… I switched the room.” He pulled my panties to the floor and I stepped out of them.
“Because you want me,” I purred as he kissed my inner thighs.
“Yes, Willow… because I want you.” James ran his hand up my thigh and slipped two fingers into my wet, throbbing pussy. His tongue lashed against my clit and my feet came out from under me. I fell backwards onto the mattress, writhing in pleasure. James knelt on the floor in front of me and pulled my legs over his shoulders. He shoved his hands under my ass, tilted my hips off of the bed, and planted soft, teasing kisses around my pussy.
I groaned and pushed into his face, begging for more. With a rigid tongue, he traced bold lines from my clit to my eager entrance.
“Oh… James…” I moaned.
“You like that, baby?” he asked, his hot breath tickling my clit.
“Oh God, yes!” I cried as he did it again. My head rolled to the side as James licked me with abandon. He increased his pace and I knew I was close to the edge.
“You’re going to… make… me come,” I warned through labored breaths.
“Come for me, baby… I want to taste you,” he moaned. He pulled one hand out from underneath me and teased my clit as he probed me with his tongue. I bucked into him as my body spasmed with ecstasy. James eagerly lapped up my juices before pulling away.
My first orgasm left me wanting more. I longed to feel James’s thick cock inside me. I sat up and pulled him onto the bed. I crawled up to the pillows and retrieved the hidden condom. I handed it to James and his lip curled up in amusement.
“Someone was prepared,” he teased. He tore open the package and rolled the condom down his shaft. I laid flat against the mattress and he climbed on top of me.
James hovered above me, our bodies barely touching. He lowered himself with his arms and planted a soft, subtle kiss on my lips. “Say it, Willow,” he whispered. “I said I want you… say you want me too.”
I put a hand on either side of his face and stared into his warm eyes. “I want you James. I want you so much.”
I pulled his lips to mine and our tongues danced together as I let my legs fall open. I was so wet, so ready for him. James moved his hips and the tip of his cock slipped inside me. He drove into me with one long, swift motion, and I let out a cry of pleasure.
“Right there?” he whispered. He pulled out ever so slightly and then plunged in again. My body quivered as the tip of his cock hit the magic button deep inside me.
“Yes,” I moaned. I wrapped my legs around James’s hips and squeezed my pussy muscles around him as he rocked in and out of me. My clit was still burning with pleasure from my first orgasm and I knew my second was fast approaching. James sensed it too and drove into me harder. I dug my nails into his back as my body exploded with pleasure.
James thrust into me until my spasms passed and then hovered above me, his body still.
“Do you need a break?” he whispered. “I can stop.”
I shook my head and clamped my muscles around him tightly. James moved his hips in circles and his cock stirred within me.
“I want to make you come,” I told him. “I want to make you feel what I just felt.” I squeezed him again and he let out a long moan.
“Take me, James,” I told him. “Take me however you want.”
He dropped his head and sucked on my neck as he pumped into me. “However I want?” he whispered.
“Yes,” I moaned softly.
James slid out of me and pulled me to the foot of the bed. He stood in front of me and dropped to his knees again. He dove between my legs and I wondered what I’d done to deserve so much oral attention. James moved quickly, his fingers and tongue working in perfect harmony, driving me to the edge of release. Suddenly, James pulled away and rose to his feet. I opened my eyes and saw his long, thick cock pointing at me like a welcomed dagger.
“Roll over,” he whispered.
I rolled on to my hands and knees, letting my shins fall over the edge of the mattress. James grabbed me roughly by the hips and drove his cock inside me. He stood in place and rocked me back and forth on his shaft. My breath quickened and I rocked back and forth harder, no longer needing James to direct me.
“You feel amazing,” I moaned. I looked over my shoulder and saw James staring down at where we were joined. He caught me watching him and smiled, pumping into me harder.
“You feel amazing,” he told me.
I tightened my pussy muscles as I pushed myself backwards. James’s eyes rolled back in his head. “You like that, baby?” I whispered.
“Oh God, yes,” James sighed, his eyes still closed. I turned back to face the headboard and reached between our legs. I cradled his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze as I clenched my muscles again.
“Oh God, Willow,” he moaned.
I repeated the movements and James tightened his grip on my hips. He thrust into me urgently and then cried out in release. I collapsed onto the bed and he pulled off the condom before lying down beside me. He pulled me into his arms and I nuzzled my head against his shoulder.
“You’re an amazing woman, Willow Rogers,” James said, kissing the top of my forehead.
“You’re pretty amazing yourself,” I said through a stifled yawn. I was exhausted, but I didn’t want to sleep. I didn’t want to miss one more second of the time I had with him. He seemed to read my mind.