Mean Machine

by Joanna Blake

  "Broccoli and mushroom. The other one is Hawaiian."

  She made a little face at the thought of eating grilled pineapple with cheese. He laughed.

  "It's good, try it."

  She shrugged and reached for a slice. Pepper watched dolefully from the floor.

  "Sorry Pep, you wouldn't enjoy this anyway."

  The doorbell rang.

  "What's that?"

  "I ordered dog food. Be right back."

  Kendall came back in a few minutes with a bowl of dog food. Pepperoni looked at him adoringly. He did have a way with animals, that was for certain.

  Hell, he had a way with her.

  They ate in companionable silence. He smirked when she reached for a second slice of the Hawaiian pizza. It was surprisingly delicious.

  “Okay, I admit it. You were right.”

  She smiled at him.

  “This is freaking delicious.”

  They finished around the same time and sat there drinking beer for a little while, watching the sun set. She was surprised at how comfortable she felt with him. She didn’t even have the urge to chatter nervously, like she sometimes did.

  It was perfect.

  Kendall scooted over toward her until their sides were pressing together. Tingles spun through her body at the contact. Then he leaned back against the couch with his arms along the back.

  She stared at him in confusion as he closed his eyes and sunk into the couch.

  Hot lust was pooling in her stomach but he was apparently going to take a nap.

  Awkwardly she scooted back and leaned her head onto the cushions beside him. Almost immediately his arm encircled her shoulder and pulled her into him. Then he started making lazy circles against the bare skin of her upper arm.

  It almost tickled, but not quite.

  It kind of tickled in certain places. Certain sensitive places. She squirmed a bit and tried to ignore it.

  She stole a glance at him. He looked gorgeous of course. Gorgeous and supremely relaxed, as if he might be on the brink of falling asleep. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to do the same.

  After a little while she realized that her nipples were hard.

  Really hard.

  Her breathing was shallow, making a soft sound. Kendall's breathing had gotten louder too. Maybe he was feeling the same thing. Maybe he was just pretending to take a pizza induced nap…

  Abruptly he shifted, pulling her onto her side to face him. He lifted her, adjusting her until she was nestled close, but not touching him. She stared up into his face but his eyes were closed.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Enjoying the moment."

  He was manhandling her. Not enough to make her mad, but he was definitely moving her around to suit him. She had a sudden image of him doing that to her in bed…

  His hand had access to her hip now. Again he started making lazy circles. It felt… really good. But it was driving her crazy at the same time. She couldn't help it. Her hips made a little rocking twist of need.

  "Your awfully squirmy."

  "Ah- that tickles- oh my God!"

  His hands were skimming up and down her body now, making her writhe a little on the couch. His voice was low and husky as he practically whispered in her ear. His breath fanned her neck, sending even more spirals of anticipation through her.

  "You don't like it?"

  "I- um- I guess-"

  He smiled at her and she lowered her eyes. Jess stared blindly at his chest while Kendall Jackson slowly and skillfully made her more aroused than she'd ever been in her life.

  And he hadn’t even kissed her yet!

  Chapter 31

  Kendall

  That’s it… barely touch her. But barely touch her a lot.

  Kendall was going to drive her insane. That was the plan. Unfortunately, or fortunately, that was a two way street. The little gasping sounds she was making were making him want to tear her clothes off.

  Seemed like she might want that too.

  Not yet… pace yourself, Kendall.

  There was no doubt in his mind that he was going to get what he wanted tonight: her in his bed. And if he was smart about it, he'd find a way to keep her there.

  Indefinitely.

  And if it really was her first time, he had to go slow.

  He wanted her to remember this for the rest of her life.

  He let his wandering hands dance lightly over her breasts now, but just for a second, and then back down her body to her thighs. He was teasing her mercilessly. He could tell it was working. He smiled grimly. This might be just as hard on him, but it was well worth it.

  Jess looked like she was ready to fly off the couch.

  Her lips were parted and her breath was coming in little uneven gasps. She was making the most feminine, breathy sounds. And the way her skin felt under his fingers was unbelievable.

  She felt like raw silk and velvet. Smooth and warm and alive. And his.

  It was too bad they weren't already in his bed. Then again, this slow torturous approach had its advantages. He couldn't very well take her clothes off out here. He was going to go slow this time. Make sure she was on board with every move. Make sure she wanted him to touch her, to undress her and to lock their bodies together in that final, primal dance.

  No, he was going to make sure she was begging for him to touch her.

  She wouldn't want to leave this time. She'd want to stay. She'd want to be his.

  He leaned his head into her neck and let his lips brush her skin.

  "Jess?"

  “Oh! Hmm… Uh huh?"

  "Are you okay?"

  "Hmmmfff… yeah… fine."

  He grinned. His evil plan was working. Maybe it was time to go inside.

  "Let's go inside. Okay?"

  She gasped and nodded jerkily. He stood and led her inside, this time taking the sliding glass doors directly to his bedroom. Once inside he shut the door. Jess was staring at his bed, her mouth slightly open.

  He crossed to her and lifted her chin. Slowly he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her, lighter than a butterfly kiss. His hands slid over her arms, barely touching her. She was swaying toward him slightly as he continued his tender onslaught.

  Slowly he started lifting her sleeveless top up and over her breasts. He stopped kissing her long enough to pull the top over her head. He dropped it and went back to what he was doing.

  He was not in a rush. He was going to enjoy every second of this. It felt like he'd been waiting for this forever, even if it was less than a week.

  Hell, maybe he had been waiting forever for someone like her. Someone who made everything count. Someone who made his whole body hum with electricity.

  Jess moaned as he let the back of his hand scrape across her bra. He grinned, glancing down. Her nipples were hard, practically poking a hole in the plain white bra she wore. He had never seen a girl wearing something so utilitarian before. So plain.

  So innocent.

  It was sexy as hell.

  His hands drifted over her back, skimming over her hips and back up again.

  She whimpered in need.

  He swooped down and caught her mouth, kissing her a little bit deeper this time. Her lips were pillowy and open as he pulled away again. This time he pulled off his own shirt, then drew her closer, so that her nipples scraped against his skin.

  Hmmmmm… fuck, that felt nice.

  Then he was kissing her again, more urgently now. His hands drifted up to her bra closure and unsnapped it. He didn't stop kissing her as her bra fell away. He didn't want to give her a chance to get skittish again. From here on out, he was going to keep her constantly distracted.

  He didn't touch her breasts, instead letting his hands rest on her hips, making small circles there. She was gasping for air by the time he lifted his head. Good. The next thing was to get her on the bed.

  He bent down and lifted her up into his arms, carrying her across the room to the huge platform bed. Carefully he laid her in the cen
ter of the bed, flat on her back. His eyes were all over her as she lay there, half naked. He didn't linger though, he lay to her side and started kissing her again, letting his hands wander.

  He threw one leg over hers, holding her immobile as his hands caressed her skin. He barely touched her breasts as he made large circles, brushing all the way down to her apex and back up again. She was moaning and making sweet little circles with her hips. She wanted him to touch her there, he could tell.

  And he was 100% on board with that.

  He waited until she was truly frantic before he lowered himself down, tugging her jeans down off of her perfect little legs. He stared down at her, in awe of her body.

  She was flawless, just in miniature. Every inch of her was gorgeous. A perfect little package.

  Her size made it very easy to lift and lower her… arrange her how he wanted her to be. He had so many ideas of the things they could do together… He grinned and got back to work.

  He moaned and started kissing her ankles, working his way up her body.

  He hovered briefly over her panties but kissed right above them instead. Her stomach muscles jumped under his lips. Then he went back to kissing her, this time letting his hands skim over the thin cotton panties she wore.

  Jess was making sweet little moaning sounds of pure sexual excitement. More than anything he wanted to strip her panties off and touch her, taste her. Then he'd take his clothes off and-

  "Kendall…"

  Her hands were on him now, sliding down his sides to his groin. Stroking him through his pants.

  Oh fuck.

  The thin thread of control he'd had over the situation snapped. He lost it.

  Kendall rolled on top of her, grinding himself into her softness. He reached down, undoing his pants. Then he pulled her panties off. For half a second he stared at her sweet, pouty nether lips. Then he moaned and leaned forward, sliding his tongue against her pillowy softness. He tasted her on the outside for a while, savoring the sweet salty flavor of her. She was rocking her hips, her hands grappling in his hair.

  He raised himself up slightly to get at her sensitive little nubbin. The moment his tongue flicked against her, she squealed.

  He smiled. She did sound like she had on the roller coaster rides in Vegas. His fantasies were right.

  He was dying to take her but he knew he had to go slow. He was well above average and she was so small- he had to make sure she was ready. Especially the first time.

  The first of many times.

  He slid a finger along her soaked lips, pressing slowly inside.

  Jesus, she was so tight!

  He knew she was going to feel heavenly on his cock. His finger was certainly enjoying the feeling of her slick, smooth walls as they hugged him. He moaned and continued working his tongue against her, adding a second finger, sliding it into her entrance. She gasped at the intrusion. He wondered what kind of noise she would make when he-

  "Oh oh oh OH!"

  Jess climaxed hard, her body convulsing around his hand. He didn't stop pleasuring her though. He could feel her body relaxing, her tiny opening expanding slightly. And then he couldn't wait any more.

  Fuck.

  He sat up and practically tore his pants off. He pulled a condom out of the bedside table and rolled back toward her. He simply could not wait another second to get inside her.

  Kendall rolled the rubber down over his cock, concentrating deeply. Then he lifted himself on top of her, bracing himself on his forearms.

  Both of them moaned at the full body contact. Jesus, she felt good. And he wasn't even inside her yet.

  "Jess."

  Her eyelids fluttered open.

  "I'm going to- oh God-"

  The tip of his dick had somehow found it's way unerringly to her opening and was nudging the tip inside without conscious thought. He held perfectly still.

  "Okay? Jesus- I can't-"

  "It's okay."

  He moaned and let his cock sink slowly inside her. It was an incredibly snug fit but her body welcomed him inside. It felt heavenly inside her slick sheath. He inched forward carefully, holding himself back.

  After a few minutes he felt it. She hadn’t been lying. This was the first time she’d ever had sex.

  “Jess… this might hurt a little. Fuck, I’m sorry.”

  “It’s okay. I want you to.”

  He stared into her eyes and nodded. He couldn’t wait anymore. His body was taking over. He pulled back a little and then slammed into her, feeling the membrane give way.

  That was it.

  He was in.

  The fact that it was her first time was doing crazy things to his head and his heart. His body was thrumming with electrical currents he’d never felt before.

  He was the first.

  And he hoped to God he could be the last.

  He clenched his jaw, trying to hold perfectly still. He was only halfway inside her. He stopped and started making small circles with his hips. He had to go slow or he'd hurt her. But he couldn't stop himself from moving.

  "Unfff- Jess- my God you feel so good."

  "Hmmmm…"

  She was making tiny circles too, her eyes closed. For once she didn't look fierce and stubborn. She looked soft and wild. He groaned and let himself slide in a little further. Then nature took over.

  He began a slow pistoning motion, like a machine. He was driving himself deeper with every thrust. Jess's head was tossing back and forth underneath him. He grimaced, trying to hold back, to go slow.

  And then it happened.

  Jess tensed up beneath him, freezing momentarily. Then she bucked underneath him wildly. She was coming. And it was epic. Her body clenched down on his cock, sending shivers of ecstasy through his entire body. It just felt too good.

  "Oh God- Jess- I can't wait- unfffff-"

  He was grunting like an animal as he rode her, faster now as she gripped him tightly. Jess was squealing softly, her hips moving in unison with his- driving him on until-

  The world literally exploded in white light and sensation.

  "Oh God!"

  He hardly recognized the low guttural sounds he made as his cock erupted inside her. Kendall's whole body convulsed as his hips jerked, sending him even deeper inside her with those last few thrusts.

  He collapsed on top of her, being careful not to crush her underneath him. He held her closely as they both shook with aftershocks. Finally, when he could take a deep breath again, he rolled to the side, pulling her with him.

  Jesus Christ.

  He'd never come so hard in his life.

  Not even close.

  Not even close to close.

  He hadn’t wanted to pull out either. He’d wanted to finish inside her. Bare.

  It was a primal, animal need. And he couldn’t help it. He was a wild animal with her. And she was with him.

  If he was a lion, she was his lioness.

  He squeezed Jess against his side. He was keeping her. That was final. He wasn't going to let her get away again.

  "Wow."

  He stroked her back gently. He realized she was trembling and turned to look at her. Her eyes were still soft and unfocused. He smiled. He liked her like this, all fuzzy and vulnerable in her post orgasmic glow. He was going to make sure she was like this a lot.

  "Are you okay?"

  "Yeah. I'm just- cold or something."

  He pulled the blankets up and over them, all the way over their heads. He ran his hands briskly over her back.

  "Better?"

  She nodded and snuggled deeper into his arms. Uh oh. The feel of her body against his was making him hard again. That had to be some kind of a record.

  "Kendall?"

  "Yes sweetheart?"

  "I think you're-"

  He squeezed her again.

  "Shhhh, it's fine."

  "But you just-"

  He chuckled.

  "It's your fault, obviously. I can't help it if you have this effect on me."

  “O
h. It’s not… normal?”

  “Definitely not.”

  She didn't say anything for a few minutes. His dick was fully erect now. There was no fighting it though. With her soft curves pressed against him, his cock had a mind of it's own.

  "Does that mean you want to-"

  He sighed.

  "Well, yes, I want to. I always want to when I’m around you.”

  “Oh.”

  He smiled at the shy sound in her voice.

  “It’s too soon. I don't want to hurt you, Jess.”

  She leaned up and whispered in his ear.

  "You won't."

  “Are you sure?”

  She nodded her head and that was it. The lion was back. But this time he’d brought his friend the grizzly bear. And a shark.

  This time, he was able to make it last.

  Chapter 32

  Jessica

  Jess rolled over in the big bed. Someone was licking her feet, tickling her. That was weird. And a little too kinky for her.

  She sat up abruptly.

  “Hey!”

  Huge brown eyes stared up at her innocently.

  Oh, it was just Pepper.

  She turned to see Kendall sleeping soundly in the center of the bed. They'd been wrapped up together all night. In between… the other things they’d been doing.

  She grimaced a little bit, feeling sore between her legs. Maybe the third time had been overkill. After all it had been her first time. Not to mention that he was really well endowed.

  Really, really well endowed.

  It was okay though. It was just for one night anyway. She wouldn't mind being sore. It would give her something to remember him by.

  "Come on girl. Let me get you a snack."

  She padded into the living room and closed the sliding doors.

  "You probably need to go for a walk too, don't you?"

  She gave Pepper a bowl of water and then went searching for a leash. They strolled around the front of the house down the long winding driveway. Pepper did her business, Jess cleaned it up and they went back inside.

  She was opening a can of dog food when her phone beeped. She put the plate of dog food on the floor and watched the grateful mutt dive in. She had to laugh. Kendall had bought all the top brands of food in case Pepper preferred one over the other.