by Rose, Dahlia
“Jade!” He let himself go when she came and followed her into bliss with a guttural cry of her name. She felt his hot come fill her until it spilled between the lips of her pussy. Their bodies heaved as they tried to catch their breath. Jade willed her heart to slow down to a steady beat, but it chose not to obey her orders.
“Bedroom,” she whispered.
She was actually glad he picked her up from between their discarded clothes and took her there in his arms. Jade didn’t know if she could actually make her legs move to do the task because they felt like jelly. In the bedroom, he placed her on her feet to pull the blankets back and she slipped between them. Luke climbed in right behind her and pulled her close, and she sighed in contentment. Nothing was said as she drifted off to sleep in his arms. Words would come later.
She felt his kisses on her shoulders later and a smile crossed her lips while she snuggled closer to him.
“Do you have to leave for a shift?” she murmured sleepily. “What time is it?”
“It’s Saturday and I’m off today.” Luke kissed her shoulder again. “It’s about six-thirty in the morning.”
Jade gave a miserable groan. “Jesus, it’s way too early to be up.”
“Hmm, I thought maybe you wanted to hit the shower with me.”
She rolled over to face him and saw a sexy grin on his face. Jade felt desire stirring in her tummy and teased, “Your shower sounds a bit dirty.”
Luke nuzzled her neck. “Are you complaining?”
“Never,” Jade grinned. “Race you to the tub.”
She jumped out of the bed in a flash and ran naked to the bathroom. Jade almost made it to the door before he caught her around the waist and she screamed with laughter. He held on to her tight and carried her like to the tub and started the water. She laughed when he put her in the directly under the spray from the water nozzle.
She giggled as he got into the tub and slicked her hair back and wiped the water from her eyes. The heat of the spray was nothing compared to when he pulled her in his arms and kissed her senseless. Their bodies were slick as their tongues dueled while she clung to his muscular arms. His hands touched her everywhere, and Jade reveled in every stroke of his fingers on her skin. He lifted her high and feasted on her breasts, moaning against the smooth globes as he devoured her. She cried out when pleasure shot through her straight to her pussy. His hot mouth laved her nipples, moving from one to the other until he cupped them together with broad hands and took them in his mouth at the same time. He moved until she could feel the tiles of the shower against her back. She wrapped her legs around his hard thighs and bucked in wanton abandon against him.
She wanted to feel the contours of his body that she had dreamed of for so long. Restless desire made her almost mad with need. Once with Luke would never be enough. He fueled a fire in her that she could never deny. He reached around to his back to unwind her legs before putting her on her feet again. Jade looked up to meet his gaze. Passion made his eyes dark and lust made him reach out to her and devoured her lips in a kiss once more. When he pulled away again, his eyes searched hers as if he was looking for the answer to some unanswered question in the depth of her own. Jade reached up to caress the muscles of his chest before her hand ran down his lean abdomen and wrapped around the thick, erect length of his cock.
She stroked him, feeling him harden beneath her fingertips. She wanted to feel him inside her again, fucking her deeply. He didn’t say a word. Luke watched her eyes while he ran his hands down her down her body. He slipped his thick thighs between hers until she spread her legs apart.
“Touch my pussy,” Jade gasped.
He granted her request and dipped his finger between the folds of her pussy before burying the digit deep inside her. Even under the heat of the spray she trembled as frissons of electric pleasure went through her. Jade cried out when he began to fuck her with his fingers. She writhed wantonly as he bent and licked at her nipples and sucked each of them into his mouth.
“Make me come, oh yes, please!” she begged.
She released his cock and felt the tiles beneath fingers as she tried desperately to find anything to hold on to. Luke moved his hand faster and the pleasure made her feel like she was melting. She writhed against his hand and screamed when he pressed that sensitive spot buried in her pussy. Her orgasm rocketed through her and her juices coated her thighs blending in with the water that coated their soaked bodies.
“I want to be inside you.” Luke growled.
He kissed her hard, opening her mouth with his and tasting her with deep strokes of his tongue. Luke grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around so that her breasts were pressed against the tiles. She loved how forceful Luke was, rough with a hint of gentleness. She could feel the tip of his engorged cock teasing the entrance of her pussy. The muscles of her ass clenched in excitement with the thought of feeling him penetrate her. He rubbed his cock up and down between the swollen lips of her sex.
He moaned as if in agony. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Fuck me hard, Luke, right now.”
Her fingers clawed at the tiles as desperation took hold. Never had she felt like this, wanting someone so baldy it was almost unbearable. The head of his cock spread the lips of her pussy as he entered her. Jade pressed her forehead against the tile and moaned. Already the way he filled her made her want to come. She thrust her hips backwards, taking his shaft ever deeper and then pulling away until his cock was almost out of her snatch. Once more she pumped her hips backwards and took the entire length of his rod, wringing a cry from them both. With a low harsh cry, Luke grabbed her hips and plunged himself inside her, so hard she felt her feet slip in the tub. She didn’t fall. He would never let her fall. His hands were around her torso as he fucked her hard, sending her body in a mass of trebling nerves searching for completion.
She was full of him and he touched her in ways no other man had ever even done. She moaned in disappointment when he pulled out of her, but it wasn’t for long. He turned her to face him and took her lips in a fierce kiss and her back hit against the wet wall with at thud. Her legs went around his waist and his cock was buried once again in her snatch. She felt his finger play at the slick opening of her ass before it slipped inside and she jerked in response of this new sensation. So intense was the simultaneous feelings that she came on a keening wail. His face was buried against his breasts while his hand cupped her against him with each thrust, her back sliding on the slippery tiles. She lost of any sense of coherent thought as he fucked her with both his cock and his finger in her tight anus.
“Come for me, Jade, come hard for me,” he growled against her ear.
“Oh yes, yes, yes!” she screamed.
The sound of slapping flesh mingled with their primal moans. With each thrust, she moaned and begged for more while he dominated her body. “Oh, I’m going to come, Luke. Don’t let me fall.”
With a scream she came, and it rolled through her body like waves until she was panting, crying, begging for the sensations to go on. “Jade, yes!” Luke called her name as he came. She felt his hot seed filling her and then run over her thigh. Her body felt gloriously limp as her legs slipped from around his waist. If it wasn’t for him holding her, she was sure she would have slid into the bottom of the tub in a puddle. He washed them both and Jade sighed as the washcloth passed over the still sensitive skin of her body. She was feeling relatively normal again to help as they dried each other before getting back into the bed they had vacated earlier. She stretched and yawned languidly like cat that had been lying in the sun.
Jade watched as he threw on his jeans. “Where’re you off too?”
“I’m going to go make us some breakfast in bed,” Luke said.
She couldn’t help but ask, needed to know before she opened herself any further to him. “So, where is this going? Luke, if this is just you scratching an itch, let me know before I invest anything else into it.”
“That’s one thing I always admire
d about you. Your brother calls you blunt but I like how you tackle everything head on,” Luke said.
“Well, head-on is what you’ll get. You know how I feel about you. Hell, I’ve loved you since I was like fifteen years old. Don’t play with my emotions. I won’t be another cop groupie who warms your bed whenever you come sniffing around.”
“You don’t know, Jade? Couldn’t you see it all these years I have been avoiding you or even feel it in my touch?” Luke asked softly. “We were always like magnets, drawn to each other, not only because of the attraction but because I loved you just as much as a man possible could.” Luke came over to her and kissed her hard. “So no—this is not an itch or you aren’t any cop groupie, Jade. You are and always will be my love.”
She settled back against the pillows with a big grin and a heart filled with elation. “Good. I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page. Now go make me my breakfast, lover boy.”
“Do you want it made in the shape of a heart?” he asked.
“That’s a strange question. Why?” Jade asked.
He kissed her nose before walking away. “Jade, darling, today is Valentine’s Day.”
She watched him swagger away, shirtless and sexy as hell. He was finally hers to keep and she had absolutely forgotten that it was the day of love. She didn’t need hearts, diamonds, or candy. She had Luke, the man of her dreams, and there was nothing in the world that could compare to that.
Spank Me:
Mr. March
Daye Martin looked around her. The office was buzzing with activity and as usual March Publications was reeling from the big news. Her boss, Mr. March, had bought out a magazine and they were now going to be putting out a new issue each month. Excitement in the air was not the right word. If Morgan March’s name was not on their lips well, that person was dead. She had already fielded so many calls from reporters that the same words came automatically from her lips.
“Mr. March will be releasing a statement at the end of the week.”
She could see him in his office, sitting behind the desk talking on the telephone. Morgan March was a handsome man. He had dark hair that was expertly cut and in place. He always wore dark business suits that hung on his body to perfection. His broad shoulders and lean hips only accentuated the sexy, deep green eyes and the sensual lips. He was the talk at many lunch tables. Especially after a red carpet event where he would be seen with some sexy actress on his arm. The door between the outer rooms and hers was closed, barring anyone from the hallway from just walking in. Her smaller office adjoined his and Daye was happy to say that she was the first line of defense before you could even get into his domain. More than once she would see other secretaries or office girls winking at her when they did get a peek inside their office space. Most of them wanted to be her and openly said it to her face. Her phone rang as she got up to get him his coffee and lunch that came a few minutes earlier. He liked to eat promptly at one.
She pressed the tiny button on the head set as she walked into his office and set his cup of coffee on the desk. “Hello. March Publishing. How may I direct your call?”
Daye felt his sexy gaze on her as she moved efficiently to bring in his lunch. Anytime he looked at her, she felt her pulse flutter a little bit. There were many fantasies in her head with her attractive boss as the star.
“Ms. Lomaxx…” She directed her eyes back to her boss and he give her the signal that he did not want to talk. “…I’m sorry, Mr. March is in the middle of a meeting. I’m sure you’ve seen the news of his new acquisition.” Daye listened silently as the voice on the other end of the line became high pitched. Daye raised her eyebrow in the direction of her boss, who gave her a sheepish grin. “I will certainly tell Mr. March that he is a dog and a cad. Yes ma’am, I will make sure to use those other words as well. Yes, I have spelled your name with two ‘x’s, not one. Have a wonderful afternoon, Ms. Lomaxx.”
Daye pressed the button on her head set and directed her attention to her boss. “Ms. Lomaxx said—”
Morgan March held up his hand. “I heard and thank you for that.”
“You don’t need to thank me. It’s part of my job, sir,” Daye replied.
“It’s not part of your job to field the calls of my dates,” he reminded her.
“Well, she did tell me to spell her name with two letter ‘x’s instead of one and I do write the memos,” she teased.
He shook his head ruefully. “She isn’t the sharpest tack in the box.”
“I am assuming she has other talents, sir.” Daye looked at the tablet she had in her hand. “You have an afternoon meeting at noon and then another at four—”
“When are you going to stop calling me ‘sir’, Daye?” he asked, cutting off her stream of words.
Daye looked up to meet his gaze. “Well, probably never, since you are my boss.”
“I have been your boss for three years now. I think after reminding you a few dozen times to call me Morgan, it should’ve stuck.”
“Isn’t that kind of disrespectful in the office? If anyone else heard me they would think I am too big for my boots,” Daye said.
“Since there is only the two of us in these two offices, I am sure it will be fine,” Morgan replied. “If anyone comes in, feel free to call me sir, deal?”
She nodded. “That’s a deal. Now about your meetings…”
He waved off her words. “I have a special project I am working on. Do you mind working late tonight?”
“Um sure, I guess I could. Do you need me to go with you to the meetings?” Daye asked. She was suddenly confused by this new demeanor in him. He was usually always about business and if he needed her to attend a meeting she would have known two days before.
“No, I’ll be back here by six. Do you mind waiting?” he asked.
“I can go hit the upstairs gym until then and then do some filing,” Daye answered. “Is there anything in particular I’m supposed to do?”
“I just need to you to wait and I’ll explain all when I come back,” Morgan replied.
“Sir…Morgan, if I may say so you’re being very secretive,” Daye said.
His gaze was intense when she met his eyes. The butterflies in her tummy took flight and she wished she could press her hand against her stomach to quiet them down.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Daye,” he said quietly.
“I guess so. You eat your lunch and I’ll have your files ready for when you leave.” Daye turned to head back to her desk.
“Daye.”
His voice stopped her in her tracks it was husky and sexy as hell. Daye didn’t turn around but answered from where she stood.
“Yes, Morgan?”
“Did I ever mention I love those pigtails you wear?”
“Thank you.”
She hurried to her desk and sat down. When she dared to look into the office at him, he was biting into a sandwich and studying a stack of papers in front of him. She sat back in her chair, put her hand over her chest and closed her eyes. What the hell was all that? She thought wildly. Probably nothing. He is just your charismatic boss paying you a compliment. But everything felt different, and all of a sudden she wondered for the first time why exactly he wanted her to work late. It was how every one of her fantasies started. Was tonight going to be just work or something more?
* * * *
By five-thirty, Day was on pins and needles, waiting. At four, the office had emptied out and she had refused going out to the local bar with some of the other ladies. Of course they wanted to know why she had to work late and the only thing she could use as an excuse was the new magazine March Publishing now owned. She honestly had no clue why she was needed and the thought kept racing through her head while she ran on the treadmill. Morgan March made the office building he owned employee friendly. From the gym upstairs and the comfortable lunch lounge, anyone could tell he wanted his people to be happy. And it showed because his employees would walk over coals for him.
I
n the showers of the gym she changed into the soft blue sweater and jeans that she always kept in her locker. Pulling a comb from her locker she put her hair in its customary pigtails. There was no way she could get back into the clothes she had worn since six a.m. Now she sat at her desk, anxiously waiting to see what Morgan wanted while an open document blinked at her on the computer.
She made sure that the doors were locked before heading upstairs so when she heard the key card beep and the elevator doors swish open she would know it was him. Her stomach did the merry little dance yet again. This time she pressed it gently hoping to make it behave. Morgan strode in—tall, handsome and commanding, even in a room with only the two of them. His hair was tousled and his tie askew from a long day of making his mark in the publishing world.
He gave her a crooked tired grin. “Hey.”
She couldn’t help the sympathy that rose up in her. “You look tired, Morgan. Maybe we should work late tomorrow?”
He held up a bag. “I’m fine. I brought some dinner in case you were hungry. Let me run upstairs, take a shower and change. Then we can get down to it.”
Get down to what? she wanted to scream. She couldn’t eat even if she wanted to. Her nerves got the best of her. Instead, she smiled. “I had a late lunch after you left. I’ll plate this up for you before you come back downstairs.”
“I’m not really hungry myself,” he admitted. “I’m sure we’ll want it later.”
Daye took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She tried to focus her wayward mind from thinking about him and on the document she was trying aimlessly to type. She turned off the computer with a frustrated sigh. It was more than likely she was making way too much of this late night work session. They had done it on numerous occasions and Morgan was always the epitome of professionalism. She didn’t understand why now her mind was on those stupid fantasies that had plagued her about her boss. Maybe you sense something has changed, maybe you see it in his eyes? Take your silly girlish crush out of you mind and focus on your job! she chastised herself firmly. She took her tablet PC from the desk, and a notebook in case she had to jot down anything pertinent he might need her to do. She headed into his massive office where his Zen fountain trickled in the corner and she sat in the plush chair across from his desk. Morgan came in soon after. Instead of his three-piece business suit he now wore a casual shirt rolled up at the sleeves and it was tucked into a pair of jeans. He looked simply scrumptious.