Player

by Joanna Blake

  “You’re not supposed to touch me!”

  He smiled. It was not a friendly smile.

  “Those rules do not apply to me.”

  “Oh, so I guess you’ve been back here before.”

  He shook his head slowly.

  “Not since I met you.”

  “You met me when you were five years old!”

  He grinned then, and I could see the old James for a split second. The not-so-angry-at-me-he-was-about-to-humilate-me James.

  And then it was gone.

  “Good point. Let’s get on with it.”

  He held my hips, working me on his lap. It felt obscene. Wrong. And so good it made me feel all warm and fuzzy around the edges. With each thrust he was applying pressure to the perfect spot between my legs. Heat was beginning to pool in my stomach. And lower.

  Like I needed reminding of how good he was at sex. He was a pro. How could I forget?

  Damn it!

  “I can’t. This whole thing was a mistake.”

  “Fuck yeah, it was a mistake. But I don’t care.”

  He yanked me against him so my tits mashed into his chest.

  “This is what you were going to do with a stranger, Nadine?”

  “You are going to get me fired!”

  He stared at me, his eyes cold as ice.

  “Good. You’re too good for this place.”

  “Let me go!”

  “I can’t.”

  He stopped gripping me as his hands found my face. His lips crashed down on mine and I gasped at the sensation. Everything he was doing to me, every circle of his hips… it was turning me on despite myself.

  I hated him for it.

  I hated me too.

  But I kissed him back anyway.

  He tasted like whiskey. I realized he was drunk. I tore my lips away and looked at him, really looked at him.

  He was out of breath, staring at me with a raw need that took my breath away.

  He wasn’t trying to hurt me.

  He couldn’t help himself.

  “James…”

  He groaned, his hands desperately trying to push my uniform away so he could get to my body. To me. Pleasure spiked through me as he gave up, fondling me through the thin fabric that covered my bra.

  His hands were hoisting my skirt, settling me onto his cock. He’d undone his pants and his dick was out. Now there was only the thin fabric of my panties between me and his enormous cock. His hands gripped me, pumping his hips into me.

  I let my head fall back, mindlessly circling my hips into him.

  “Hey, new girl. You’re time is up.”

  I glanced over my shoulder at the bouncer. I realized we’d been on the brink of fucking. In public. Hot shame sliced through me.

  I was no better than a prostitute.

  I leapt up, smoothing my skirt down and turning away. But James was faster.

  “I need to get back to work.”

  “Oh, no you don’t!”

  I felt myself being lifted like a sack of potatoes and tossed over his shoulder. He used one arm to hold me in place and smacked my ass with the other hand. I slapped his back and told him to put me down but he just laughed.

  “I’ll put you down soon enough.”

  He carried me outside to the street. People were staring at us. My ass was in the air, barely covered by my uniform. But there was nothing I could do about it at the moment. With one hand he pulled open the door to a cab, finally lowering me to my feet.

  “Get in.”

  I stared at him, knowing I would regret this.

  But I didn’t really have a choice. I couldn’t say no to him. My body wasn’t letting me.

  I got into the cab. He climbed in after me. He leaned across me. I closed my eyes, thinking he was going to kiss me.

  Instead, he put my seatbelt on.

  He was grinning at me, knowing what I’d been thinking. My cheeks grew red hot as he whispered in my ear.

  “Safety first.”

  Chapter Twelve

  James

  The cab dropped us off at my place and I gripped her arm, pulling her to the front door. I didn’t let her go until we were inside with the door locked behind us. I wasn’t going to give her a chance to get away this time.

  Not until I had some answers.

  And satisfaction.

  Whichever came first.

  I stared at Nadine as she stood by the sofa, looking like she wanted to hide. I didn’t blame her. I strode forward, pulling her into my arms.

  I kissed her hard. Taking what I wanted. Not giving.

  Not now.

  I’d already tried the nice approach. I was too angry with her to be sweet. And I wanted her too bad.

  My hands roamed over her body freely, grabbing her hips and ass, squeezing her breasts. She’d put herself up for sale. That one thought kept running through my head.

  Well, if she was for sale, I was buying.

  “I want you.”

  She stared at me, her big eyes blinking. It wasn’t a question. It wasn’t a request.

  It was a fucking demand.

  “Now.”

  I bent down to lift her into my arms. She stepped back, shaking her head.

  “Wait-“

  I stared at her, my breathing labored.

  “What the fuck is it now, Nadine?”

  She swallowed, her delicate throat working. I wanted to kiss it.

  Fuck that.

  I wanted to bite it.

  “I think once we start this it’s going to be hard to stop.”

  I stepped closer.

  “Damn fucking right.”

  “I just-“

  “Stop playing with me.”

  “I’m not!”

  I growled at her and lifted her over my shoulders, taking the stairs two at a time.

  Enough was enough.

  I tossed her on the bed, smirking at the surprised look on her face as she bounced from the impact. I pulled my shirt over my head and kicked my shoes off.

  “Take your clothes off.”

  “Fitz-“

  “I swear to you Nadine, you do not want to make me angry.”

  Her face paled and I cursed. I pulled her into my arms, my hand smoothing over her back.

  “I’m not going to hurt you Nadine. Jesus!”

  “I know. It’s just…”

  I leaned back, looking down at her beautiful face. She wouldn’t meet my eyes.

  “What is it?”

  “I’m a virgin.”

  My hand stilled. My mind went blank. I held my breath

  Fuck, it felt like time fucking stopped.

  “Are you serious?”

  She nodded, burying her face in my chest. I grinned. I felt like I’d just won the lottery.

  “Okay. So we can go slow.”

  She peeked up at me, her gorgeous eyes glistening. She looked relieved. Like I’d been about to pounce on her and devour her. Actually, that sounded about right.

  “Just not that slow.”

  Her mouth opened in surprise. She almost laughed. Good. That was good.

  “Lay back.”

  She blushed then and did as I asked. I lay beside her and pulled her against me. Slowly, I arranged our bodies so we were as close as possible. I lifted her leg and draped it over my hip. Unf. Fuck, if my dick didn’t leap for joy in my pants.

  And yeah, we were still both dressed. Mostly, anyway.

  I moaned. This was going to be hell. But I knew that the reward was going to be worth it.

  It was going to be heaven.

  And I was going to be the first.

  I started kissing her, trying to go slowly. My hands were gentle as they explored her body. But in minutes things were picking up speed.

  Rapidly coming to a boil.

  Our tongues tangled frantically as I rolled her to her back. Now I was wedged between her thighs. Right where I wanted to be. I started laying the groundwork for getting her clothes off of her.

  A button here, a zip
per there, moving gently so not to startle her.

  My girl was wound up as tightly as a spring.

  My girl.

  Fuck, if I didn’t like the sound of that.

  After about twenty minutes I had her uniform open at the top, and the micro mini-skirt was practically up to her waist. I traced the edge of her panties with my fingertips, staring down at her. Her eyes were glazed over with lust.

  Fucking A.

  I pulled her uniform over her shoulders, then tugged it down over her feet. I casually unbuttoned my jeans as I worked my way up her body, kissing her softly.

  I avoided her panties completely.

  I wanted her begging for it by the time I got to that.

  I was finally getting what I wanted. I could see her, touch her, taste her at will. She was so beautifully put together that it was doing crazy things to my head. She was a miracle.

  A fucking masterpiece.

  Nadine whimpered softly as I tugged her bra down, my lips on her ear. Her gorgeous round breasts spilled out of her bra and I groaned, my hands reaching for them instinctively. In seconds I was kissing them, my tongue whisking against her nipples until they stood up firmly in my mouth.

  “Hmmm… so sweet…”

  I lifted my head, realizing that she was squirming beneath me. My hands found her panties, toying with her softly through the thin fabric. She gasped and wiggled even more. I watched her, loving the look of desire on her face.

  “James…”

  I grinned, licking my lips. Then I slid my fingers under the edge of her panties to the soft, slippery folds below. I toyed with her, teasingly brushing her clit and then returning to the edge of her pussy lips.

  We were both panting for breath. I realized I had to taste her. Now.

  Fuck this.

  I was done going slow.

  I sat up and pulled her panties down. Nadine gasped as I pulled her thighs apart and slid my shoulders under them. Then I went to town.

  Her beautiful little pussy was soft and puffy looking. So pink… I let my tongue trace the exterior again and again. Then I dove forward, plunging my tongue into her tight little box.

  “Hmmmffff…”

  Her hands were in my hair as I used my tongue to ease open her pussy. I knew it was going to hurt when I took her. I was well above average, even for a guy my size. And she was so tiny… so sweet… so perfect…

  So fucking tight.

  I had to make her cum first.

  Maybe twice.

  I shifted up, my tongue finding her clit and flicking against it rapidly. I used my fingers to penetrate her, starting with one and then adding another.

  Jesus! Even that was a tight fit!

  I felt her sugar walls start to undulate on my fingers and picked up the pace. In seconds, she was thrashing on the bed, her fingers tugging my hair. I grinned and kept going, making sure she came as hard as possible.

  I wanted to milk this for all it was worth.

  She was still shivering when I lifted my head. I kissed her inner thigh and her body jerked. I knew the time was right. She was so sensitive that when I leaned up and kissed her nipple, she almost flew off the bed.

  I rolled to the bedside table, kicking off my jeans and reaching for a condom. I was wrapped and ready and back across the bed before she could start shivering. Or having second thoughts.

  I pulled her into my arms, my cock jerking at the feel of her against me.

  “Nadine…”

  “Yes.”

  “I can’t wait any longer.”

  She shook her head.

  “Okay.”

  Her softly spoken permission sent a surge of lust through me. I hadn’t thought it was possible to be this turned on. And she’d just dialed it up even further.

  Just by being her.

  I hadn’t felt like this before. Sex had become mechanical for me. Just something to do to get my rocks off. But with her it was different.

  It was not even in the same ballpark.

  Fuck, it wasn’t on the same damn planet.

  I positioned myself above her, holding the tip of my cock against her puffy little lips. Gently, I eased forward until I was a few inches in. She was stretched around me, feeling even tighter than I had imagined.

  Her eyes were wide when I looked down at her. I eased back and nudged forward, inch by inch. It felt so good that it almost hurt. The way she was hugging my cock made me feel something I’d never felt before.

  Something… deep.

  “Unfff…”

  I looked down, realizing I was barely halfway in. I pushed a little harder, feeling something inside her give way. Then I was in, up to my balls.

  Holy fucking hell.

  I was in paradise. I was finally in and I never wanted to leave. Nadine looked surprised. I didn’t blame her.

  I was surprised as hell myself.

  “Nadine… I have to-“

  She nodded shakily.

  “Don’t stop.”

  I began to move.

  Nadine

  James held himself above me, his weight on his massive arms. He was straining with the effort of keeping his body up, of holding back. I could see it in the tense look on his face.

  The sexy grunting sounds he was making were driving me crazy.

  He was like an animal.

  I was too.

  And I loved it.

  It was hard to believe I’d been so afraid. He’d been gentle. At first. Now he was… not.

  He knew just what my body wanted, when it wanted it. It was perfect. He was perfect.

  I felt my body start to rise as I peaked again. I shuddered around his massive cock as it pistoned in and out of me with increasing tempo. He froze and I felt his cock expand. It seemed hard to believe it could get any larger but it did.

  Then it pulsed, sending another orgasm rocking through my body.

  I thought James would stop then but he didn’t. He drove forward again and again. My body did not stop shaking until he’d finally stilled, his forehead resting on mine.

  He’d kissed me softly before pulling ou. It was strange, but I felt empty without him inside me.

  He did something with the condom and went into the bathroom. I heard the water run. He came back with a warm washcloth. He pressed it against me and I winced.

  “Better?”

  I nodded. I didn’t quite trust my voice yet. For so long I’d refused to even think about letting a boy in. Letting anyone in. I’d been on my own and I’d liked it that way.

  But now everything had changed.

  He smiled at me and took the cloth back to the bathroom. Then he pulled on a pair of track pants and stared down at me.

  “Do you want something to drink? Water?”

  I nodded, smiling at him. He’d taken such care with me… I knew this was more than just sex. I smiled at the ceiling after he’d gone. I felt so good.

  So protected.

  So loved.

  I rolled to the side and froze. His bedside table had a deep drawer.

  The drawer was open.

  The drawer was full of condoms.

  Lots and lots of condoms.

  It looked like hundreds of them.

  Lube too. It sunk in slowly. He had hundreds of condoms. Because he had sex with a lot of girls. I’d just given my V-card to the biggest man whore in the state.

  The country maybe.

  My heart started to beat double time in my chest.

  “Nadine? What’s wrong sweetheart?”

  I sat up, pulling the sheets up to cover myself. He looked concerned, holding the glass of water in front of me.

  Hell, he looked more than concerned.

  He looked very, very worried.

  Good. He fucking should be. This candy shop was about to close.

  Permanently.

  “What is it?”

  “Your stash. Real classy, James.”

  His jaw dropped.

  “Jesus Fitz, how many condoms do you need?”

  He sh
rugged. I stood up, dragging the sheet off the bed with me.

  “They send me a case every now and then. All the guys get them.”

  “A case?”

  I looked in the drawer. There were a lot of condoms, but it wasn’t a case.

  “You must have used an awful lot of them.”

  “Nadine-“

  He reached for me but I stepped back. I didn’t want him touching me. No wonder he knew exactly how to turn me on. I was an idiot and he was a total slut. I felt sick to my stomach.

  “How many?”

  He shrugged again.

  “I’m no saint. But I haven’t been with anyone since you.”

  “What, since five minutes ago? What a fucking hardship for you.”

  “No- since the night I saw you at BB Smiths.”

  That was a little more than a month ago. I laughed. He was actually proud of himself for not fucking anyone for a full month!

  “Congratulations on your phenomenal will power!”

  I reached for my clothes but he spun me, holding my shoulders.

  “Nadine. I have not been with anyone else and I do not plan to be with anyone else. Not if we are together.”

  “Together? That’s a joke. I’m glad you got that out of your system. You nailed the stupid girl from South Side. Her first time too! You must be so proud.”

  He stared at me, taken aback by my harsh words.

  “Now I would like you to let me go.”

  His eyes were wide as I grabbed my clothes. I got dressed in the hallway, half expecting him to follow me out.

  Almost hoping he would.

  But he didn’t.

  The sun was just starting to paint the sky as I walked out of his townhouse.

  Out of his life.

  I brushed my hand over my cheeks. They were wet. He’d done it. He made me cry after all these years.

  If anything, it made me even angrier.

  I didn’t want to cry over a man like him.

  I didn’t want to cry over anyone.

  Chapter Thirteen

  James

  God damn it!

  I stared at the drawer full of condoms. This is what was going to ruin things for us? My collection of unused prophylactics?

  I was pissed. Nadine knew what kind of guy I was. Or had been.

  What did she fucking expect?

  I told her I would change for her. It wasn’t even a question. I had changed. But this was bullshit.