Heart Robber (Lifestyle by Design Book 2)

by Miranda P. Charles

  She consoled herself with the thought that Rob may not be used to having a girlfriend and therefore didn't know that she would be wanting him to call her. She wouldn't even be surprised if he wasn't used to initiating calls to women. Women probably were the ones who called him! Besides, she wasn't exactly a real girlfriend. It was just a convenient word to use for the arrangement they had.

  She grabbed her other pillow - Rob's pillow - and buried her head underneath it. Her heart ached at the thought of not meaning anything more to Rob than just being another sexual partner he'd be finished with in a few months, if that. Didn't he say they could still call it off if it wasn't working even before the four months were up?

  Tears escaped her closed eyelids. Should she get off the bus now? She was scared it may crash much earlier than she anticipated and she might end up with more serious injuries than just some scrapes and bruises.

  Her ringing phone made her jump. She snatched it from her bedside table and her heart skipped a beat before racing madly. She hastily wiped her tears away and composed herself before answering.

  "Hi, Rob."

  "Hi, Jess," he answered in a cheery voice. "How are you going?"

  "Okay," she lied. "And you?"

  "Apart from missing you, I'm fine."

  Her lips slowly curved up and the dark clouds started to dissipate. "Really?"

  "Okay, I'm lying. I'm less than fine. I want you so bad I have half a mind to fly there tomorrow to spend all weekend in bed with you."

  She felt her body respond to Rob's words as desire slowly but surely spread in her veins. It had been a long, frustrating week for her, too.

  "And would you?" she asked huskily.

  Rob sighed. "I wish I could, baby, but I have to work this weekend." His tone was low and regretful. "I had an unexpected new business land on my lap on Monday and the client wanted me to deal with some things personally. It's been a very busy week and I'm a bit behind with the work I have to get done before I start my long interstate drive next Friday."

  Relief washed over her. He was just very busy. And he missed me!

  "How's your week been?" he asked.

  "It's been hectic for me, too. Hopefully, it will ease up in a month. My boss, Ray, is interviewing a few people for the new writer position."

  "That's good."

  She heard Rob yawn. "Poor, baby. You must be so tired. Why don't you have an early night?"

  "Uh-huh. First, I want to know what to do with my hard-on," Rob said a matter-of-factly.

  "I beg your pardon?" She couldn't believe her ears.

  Rob chuckled. "You heard me."

  "I'm not sure I heard you correctly. Could you repeat what you said?"

  "I said I want to know what to do with my hard-on."

  "Why are you asking me?" she asked incredulously. "Don't you use your hand or something?"

  "Yeah, but it just takes the edge off it. It doesn't satisfy me. I miss you, Jess."

  She melted. "I miss you, too."

  Rob groaned. "I knew calling you would make it worse," he said with a lace of humour. "Anyway, one more week to go before I see you again. Make sure you have nothing else on for next weekend but me."

  "Okay," she said with a giggle. "I'll be completely naked with only you on me - and in me."

  "Fuck. Jess, don't torture me," Rob responded, sounding choked.

  "Sorry. Anyway, what time do you arrive next Saturday?" she asked, changing the subject. The conversation was becoming too hot for her to handle. She was in danger of pleading for some phone sex - which she'd never done in her life - but she was still too shy for it.

  "As you know, I'm stopping at Canberra on Friday night. If I leave there just after breakfast, I should get to my apartment in the city around midday. Say, would you like to meet me at the apartment?"

  "Sure. What time do you want me there?"

  "All the time," he said lasciviously.

  She laughed. "You know what I mean."

  "How about twelve-thirty and we can have lunch together?"

  "Sounds good." She was grinning from ear to ear. Rob was talking like a boyfriend. Her boyfriend.

  "Oh, and bring an overnight bag."

  "Okay."

  "Great." Rob paused before continuing salaciously. "Just so you know, as soon as I get off the phone, I'll be putting my hand to good use. What about you, baby?"

  She spluttered in laughter again. "You're shocking."

  "What? First, you called me terrible and now you're calling me shocking? Now I can't wait to prove myself to you again."

  She closed her eyes as her body clenched deliciously in response. "Well, you've got a lot of proving to do." She heard her yearning.

  Rob's tone turned soft and serious. "I can't wait for next week, babe. See you, then."

  "See you."

  ~~~~~~~

  Rob was frowning intently at the graph on his laptop screen when his office phone buzzed. He shook his head in exasperation. He'd given Rose, his PA, instructions not to put any calls through. He was leaving for Sydney tomorrow. If he kept getting interrupted, he wouldn't finish what needed to get done.

  "Yes, Rose?" He tried not to sound too annoyed.

  "Your girlfriend's on the line, Rob. I know you said to take messages but I thought you might want to take this call?"

  He smiled. He had turned off his mobile phone, too, to avoid distractions. But, of course, he'd love to talk to Jessa. He wondered why she rang. "Yes, put her through. Thanks, Rose."

  "Hi, baby," he greeted her.

  "Hi, handsome," a sultry voice droned. "I'm glad it was just my imagination when I thought you didn't want to talk to me."

  "Andrea?" he asked in shock.

  "Yes. Did you think I was someone else?" Andrea's voice turned from sultry to sharp.

  "Um …" He tried to clear his head. When Rose said it was his girlfriend, he just assumed it was Jessa. But he now remembered Rose didn't know about Jessa and she also didn't know he'd broken up with Andrea. It was an understandable mistake from his PA. He felt foolish.

  "Sorry, Andrea. Yes, I did think you were someone else." He had no problems being direct. He'd learnt a long time ago it was easier and quicker to make women accept that he was ready to move on from them if he was upfront and not pussy-foot around.

  There was a long silence on the other line.

  "Looks like you've found a replacement for me," Andrea finally responded, her tone light. "Who's the lucky girl?"

  "You don't know her," he replied warily.

  Andrea gave a throaty laugh. "Come on, Rob. Just because we've broken up doesn't mean we also stopped being friends. We were good friends before we started our little arrangement."

  He contemplated for a few seconds before answering her. "She's from Sydney."

  "Sydney? Why so far away? Or is she a Sydney girlfriend only? If she is, you know I'm still interested in being your Melbourne girlfriend." Andrea's voice was teasing.

  He rubbed his face with his hand. He so didn't want to have this conversation with Andrea right now. "I'll be living in Sydney for four months, Andrea. So I only need a Sydney girlfriend. That's why I also have to go as I'm really busy. There's so much I have to get done before I leave tomorrow."

  "Oh, I see. Four months. Hmm. Hey, it would be great if we can catch up for dinner or something in Sydney. I'll be going there again in a couple of months to visit some new friends I made. Two of them are lifeguard hunks on Bondi beach that will give you a run for your money in the looks department," she giggled. "I'd visit sooner but dad has filled my diary with business stuff for the next two months. So I'll call you when I'm there, okay?"

  "Ah, okay," he sighed.

  "So, what's her name?"

  "Why do you want to know?"

  "Why are you so cagey? The names of my lifeguards are Drake Spencer and Tom Burley. They're both blonds with super fit bodies. You should see how they look on those Speedos. Oh, my god! Hot, I tell you."

  He laughed and started relaxing. This
was the Andrea he became good friends with. It appeared he didn't have to worry about her acting like a jilted lover. And she was right. They were good friends before they hooked up. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to catch up with her every now and again.

  "You know I'm not into male lifeguards on Speedos. Do you know any female lifeguards in those skimpy bathing suits?" he joked.

  "Ha! The real Rob I know is back. Thank god!" she said dramatically. "Unfortunately, my full concentration was on the men but I'll find a female one ready to introduce to you when I see you in Sydney."

  He chuckled. "Thanks, but I already have a girlfriend, remember? Just focus your time on your two hunks. I'm fine."

  "So, you've got an exclusive agreement with her?" Andrea asked nonchalantly.

  "Yes."

  "But you're only there for four months. What happens when you return here?"

  He wondered if Andrea had an ulterior motive for asking that question or whether she was just interested as a friend. He figured whatever her intentions were didn't really matter.

  "We have no long-term commitments."

  "So what's her name?" she asked buoyantly.

  "Jessa Allen."

  "Maybe we can all catch up together with my hunks."

  "Maybe," he replied noncommittally. "So are you seeing those two guys at the same time?"

  "No, I don't think they're into threesomes," Andrea joked. "I'm just keeping both of them close as I still haven't chosen which one I want to be my Sydney boyfriend."

  He chortled, feeling very relieved. Andrea could be very stubborn and difficult to pry loose when she had her mind set on something. At least she didn't seem set on wanting to get him back anymore.

  Or so he thought.

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  Rob heard the elevator ping and his heart galloped in anticipation as he stood outside the door of his apartment to wait for Jessa. In three seconds, she appeared, her face mirroring the face-splitting grin that formed on his.

  She looked delectable in a light green dress that moulded her beautiful body and strapless heels that could only be described as sexy. His breathing shallowed as he watched her walk towards him, his body hardening in the right places.

  "Hi," Jessa said shyly when she reached him.

  "Hi," he croaked then gently pulled her to him for a sweet, lingering kiss.

  His heart pounded in his chest as they kissed softly for a long moment. He found the presence of mind to finally pull away and lead her inside. He closed the door and pinned her against it with his hard body.

  "I missed you," he breathed before capturing her mouth again. This time, his kiss was passionate and deep and needy.

  Jessa moaned and fisted her hands through his hair. He revelled in devouring her mouth. Her lips and tongue were as fervent as his, restless in their giving and taking.

  Needing to feel more of her, he cupped her breasts just as she slid her hands underneath his shirt and ran them on his smooth back. He groaned and his kisses became even more avid. He left her mouth to lavish attention to her neck and throat as his hand reached for the zip at her back and tugged it down impatiently.

  Jessa shimmied out of her dress eagerly, seemingly just as keen as him to get rid of that barrier between them. Then she lifted his shirt to undress him. He raised his arms as she bunched it up his chest. He helped her by pulling it off his head.

  "Jess," he hissed as Jessa placed heated kisses on his upper torso. He watched in anticipation as her lush lips got closer to his nipple. "Ah!" he gasped as she flicked it with her tongue.

  He felt her fingers undo the button of his jeans. "Baby, no," he warned as he grabbed her hands to stop her from unzipping his fly. One of her arms slung around his neck and pulled his head to hers. The scorching kiss she gave him made his hand on hers loosen.

  He knew when her lips left his to leave a burning trail down his body and he knew when she unzipped his pants and pushed them down his knees along with his boxer briefs. But by that time, he was helpless to stop her. He was bewitched and caught in her spell.

  Suddenly, she was on her knees, her pretty face right in front of his hard-as-steel cock. She peered at him through her lashes as she captured it with her hand and gently stroked.

  "Baby," he grunted.

  She gave him a seductive smile before she put the head of his thick erection in her mouth and started to lick and suck.

  "Ahh! Jessss."

  He stretched out his arms in front of him and braced himself against the door as he gazed down at Jessa - his beautiful Jessa only in her lacy bra and panties - pleasuring him with her mouth. He'd had women who'd mastered the art of giving oral sex to a man but those experiences paled in comparison to the feelings Jessa was evoking.

  He knew he was very close. Her hand stroking him, her mouth sucking him, her tongue licking round and round his cock head were just driving him to the point of no return. He gently pushed her shoulder to make her stop but she continued enthusiastically, putting an arm around his behind to keep him from moving away.

  "Baby, you've got to stop now. I'm gonna come," he rasped.

  Jessa just moaned in response and kept on going. He couldn't hold off anymore. He groaned loudly as he exploded in her mouth. She didn't miss a beat and lovingly licked him dry.

  He stayed braced against the door, gasping for air and trying to catch his breath. Jessa gingerly got up from her kneeling position and stood within his extended arms. He snaked one arm around her waist and pulled her close. "Jess," he panted reverently in her ear.

  She hugged him to her and waited until he was ready to move again.

  A contented smile played on Jessa's lips as she listened to Rob's breathing calm down. She couldn't believe what she just did. She'd always thought she would never want to swallow a man's come but when she had Rob in her mouth, the thought of pulling away didn't even occur to her. Maybe because it was Rob. She loved it, loved that he lost control because of her.

  Rob straightened and put both arms around her, squeezing her tight. She looked up at him, her breath hitching at the dreamy smile on his face. He gave her a swift kiss on the lips before releasing her and bending down to fully discard his jeans and boxers that were wrapped around his ankles.

  She giggled, feeling heady and powerful.

  "Well, my little witch, I believe it's my turn to have my way with you," Rob said, his eyes glinting. He bent down again and, much to her surprise, hoisted her on his shoulder.

  "Rob!" She tried to sound indignant but her laughter gave her away.

  They reached his bedroom and Rob dropped her gently on the bed. He blanketed her with his body and kissed her softly before gazing at her with an enigmatic expression as he gently ran his fingers through her hair.

  Her heart stirred at the tenderness of that moment. I love you, she wanted to say out loud but she knew there was no way she could say that without scaring him off, so she lifted her head instead for another kiss.

  Rob moaned softly and deepened the kiss as his hand travelled to her breast. He pushed her bra aside and played with her already excited nipple. She whimpered as arousing pleasure engulfed her.

  "Time to take this off," Rob murmured against her skin as he reached behind her to unclasp her bra. She arched her back to aid him. Now that both of her breasts were free, Rob continued his amorous attention to them, sucking one nipple and lightly pinching the other with his fingers. She moaned loudly.

  He moved downwards, his lips leaving a fire trail on her belly, her hips, the inside of her thighs. She panted hard in anticipation.

  His fingers played with the elastic of her panties as he licked and kissed her against the material. She was burning. Her arousal was already heightened to melting point earlier when she laved kisses on his heaving, pure male, muscular torso and had his beautiful cock in her mouth. Now he was plain driving her crazy - and making her act wantonly.

  "Baby, take it off, please," she pleaded.

  Rob looked up at her with a triumphant grin. "This?" He g
athered the front section of her underwear and pulled it tight against her crotch. She gasped as the material rubbed against her clit in a delicious way. "You want me to take this off?" he asked as he repeated his action.

  He was teasing her again, the bastard. But he was so good at it she was at his mercy. "No! Yes!" she cried.

  "What's it to be, sweetheart?" He kissed her again through the material.

  "Take it off then lick me there," she said brazenly, too consumed with need to be shy.

  "As you wish, my little witch." He slid her undies off, pushed her legs apart then leaned in between them. "You want me to lick you here?" he asked hoarsely with hooded eyes.

  She could only nod her head, her mouth dry.

  "You're so wet, baby," he whispered as he touched her soaking part.

  "Rob!" she mewled. "Please."

  Rob lowered his head and unleashed his tongue on her swollen nub. Her hips involuntarily jerked up from the force of sheer pleasure. He kissed her with his expert mouth - licking, laving and sucking.

  Her moans became louder and more breathless. She reached down blindly, unconsciously looking for something to hold on to and squeeze as her body got closer to climax. Rob's hand grasped hers. Her hand held on to his tightly as the other held his head between her legs. She cried his name as she found her release. He didn't stop until her trembling did.

  Rob raised himself up when she relaxed. He gave her a quick peck on the lips before he stood up and went to his suitcase on the floor. She noticed he was ready for action again and smiled smugly.

  He came back to the bed and put a box of condom on the bedside table before stretching beside her.

  "You're ready again." Her lips twisted upwards as she reached down and caressed his shaft.

  "Uh-huh," he agreed as he nuzzled her neck and cupped her breast.

  "I wonder if we'll always be like this. Plan to eat food but end up …" Her cheeks flamed, unable to say the words.

  Rob's head reared back in laughter as he detected her discomfort. "What, baby? Plan to eat food but end up eating each other?"

  "Rob, seriously, you're so dirty," she giggled.