Gage, Ronna - Send Her To Me (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Ronna Gage

  “No.” His hands gripped her shoulders and held her in place. “You have a beautiful body,” he whispered, and then took a step toward her, closing the short gap between them.

  “It’s not fair that you still have on your jeans, and I’m totally naked.” She hoped her words sounded light and playful. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. The heat of his skin next to hers warmed the chill. She rested her head on his hard chest and began rubbing her cheeks against the sparse growth of hair that tickled her nose.

  “Is that better?”

  “Mmmm,” she purred. Carter’s roughened fingertips passed over her back to her hips. “…a little.”

  “What would make it better?” he asked softly. His fingertips ventured down over her hips to the rounded flesh of her ass. “Maybe this?”

  He grabbed her right knee and placed it on the curve of his hip. She looked at him with curiosity. Before she had a chance to ask him what he planned to do, he slipped his finger inside her. Gasping with pleasure, she grabbed his shoulders and her hips pushed up to meet the demands of his invasion. When he used two fingers to open the lips of her wet pussy, she stifled a moan against his chest. He pumped his fingers into her, filling her, wetting her more. She tried hard to hold back, to fight her loss of control, but she failed. Through her lashes, she saw that Carter also battled to keep control of his own reactions. Still, he was relentless.

  “Give it all to me, Kelli.” He demanded. His fingers entered her and withdrew, repeating the movement over and over until she thought she would pass out from the pleasure. Dizzy, she hung to reality by a thread. She was so wet with her need for him, soaked actually, that she heard the suction sounds as he penetrated her. A heat wave of indescribable proportions ran through her body. The room spun, and her nipples puckered until they ached.

  “I need to come.” She cupped her breasts. Carter gripped her right leg, and then the orgasm came on her fast and hard. Her left leg buckled. She softly whimpered. Then, to her relief, she shattered. Somewhere in her euphoria, she heard herself scream in unbridled ecstasy. Carter continued to finger-fuck her until the first orgasm of the evening dissipated. She fell forward onto his chest. His scent enveloped her. Sweat, sex, and cologne mingled in a strange, vaporous brew that stimulated her pussy and mind. She became dizzy and wet. She breathed in the smells of his heated body and her orgasm. Lifting her head, she found him leaning against the wall, balancing their weight easily. His breathing came out as erratic as hers. In addition, his heart thumped against her cheek. She gently tugged at her right leg. He pulled his fingers from the lips of her pussy, which got wetter while she continued to ooze. To her surprise and excitement, he tasted the juice on his fingers.

  “God, you’re sweet.” He continued to lick.

  Watching his tongue aroused her all over again. Curiosity played its part and got the better of her. “What does it taste like?”

  “I told you already, sweet,” Carter answered.

  She took his wrist and pulled his hand toward her mouth. “Let me try some.” Before she had a chance to lick his finger, he pulled it away from her.

  “No, it’s mine.” He sucked his fingers clean.

  “It was mine first,” she reminded him.

  “I tapped only enough for me. I didn’t get enough to share.”

  Kelli didn’t know what to say. She envisioned herself with Carter in a forest next to a grove of maple trees. He tapped her juices to his delight. She shook her head in disbelief at the images.

  “What happened? Pussy get your tongue?” A teasing light appeared in his eyes.

  “Clearly not as much as yours,” she quipped back, staring at him, her chin notched and her shoulders squared back.

  Carter laughed and pulled her into his arms for a long kiss. She tasted her cum on his tongue. The flavors of him and her mixing together into one intoxicated her.

  “Did you like the taste of your juices?”

  She said nothing. The conversation made her uncomfortable. She wanted to say something witty, but nothing came to mind.

  He gazed down at her and smiled. “Maybe eating pussy is an acquired taste, just for men.”

  Kelli was speechless. She didn’t have a comment for that remark, either. She turned away from him, but Carter turned her back around. Bending, he licked the space between her breasts up to the base of her throat.

  A series of tremors raced across her body and she submitted to their unyielding desire.

  He placed his hands on her ass and lifted her, angling her pelvis over his. She wrapped her legs around his waist, straddling him for security. His chest pushed against her breasts as he inhaled deeply. Carter gazed into her eyes. His need reflected clearly. “I can smell your cum.”

  She smelled it, too, and wanted another experience with him. He smiled the same wicked, knowing smile, which caught in her chest. “What do you intend to do about it?” she whispered.

  “I plan to make you come again—to make you want no other…to make you mine,” he answered. He carried her to the bed, lowered her onto the mattress, and then placed his knee between hers, opening her more. He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Kelli, I have wanted you all night.” He set his foot on the floor, lifted his arms, and extended them on either side of him.

  “What?”

  “Touch me again,” he encouraged.

  Trembling hands reached for his belt. She unfastened it and pulled it out of the belt loops. She looked at him with questioning eyes.

  “Don’t stop now! Go on,” he encouraged further.

  Her tongue softly skimmed her bottom lip. Lifting her unsteady hands to the button of his jeans, she hesitated. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, hoping to calm her tattered nerves. As she released a breath, she opened her eyes slowly and pulled at the button. The waistband of his jeans loosened. She cupped his crotch, hoping it gave an indication to the size of his cock, but it didn’t. Her hand moved over to his zipper. She pulled the metal tab exposing him to her eager gaze. Out of the waistband of his shorts, his cock peeked out at her. Impatient, she removed his pants and boxer shorts. Instantly, his cock sprang out at her. Shocked by his size, she gasped. She reached out and touched it. The velvet softness of the thick shaft fit over the length of her hand. The soft bulbous head was huge.

  “Don’t worry, baby, it won’t hurt you.”

  “I know,” she started to agree, but doubt filled her. “How do you know?”

  “I’m assuming you’re not a virgin.”

  “How do you know that?” He knelt down before her and took her hands in his. “God, your hands feel warm. I know mine may feel like blocks of ice.”

  “Shh. I know because I made sure of it earlier. What do you think that was over there?” He nodded toward the wall.

  Her response was immediate. “Wonderful.”

  He chuckled. “Yes, but it also made you wet. When I enter you, I’ll make you wetter still. Trust me, you will be able to take me, and in doing so, the penetration will not hurt you.”

  She nodded, knowing he wouldn’t intend to hurt her. Her body screamed for more release. Leaning forward, Carter met her halfway. Their lips infused with another hunger-invoking kiss. She became lost in his passion.

  He moved to stand but didn’t break the kiss. His body pushed on hers, nudging her to lie on her back. Logic went out of her mind the second the soft mattress met her back. As his hard, hot body touched hers, nothing else mattered but holding him. His fingers penetrated her, teasing her already stimulated nerves. Her breathing quickened. “Carter!” She called his name. Seconds later, the rapture of her emotions burst forth in shades of passionate purple.

  “Good, baby,” Carter whispered in her ear. He placed his large hands on her thighs and pulled her left leg over his right hip. His thick cock entered her, stretching the delicate inner channel at the entrance. The pain caused her a little alarm. Suddenly, he stopped.

  “What is it?” she asked. He said nothing. She looked down where he joined their bodi
es, his shaft still exposed to her eyes. She glanced up to see into his. The anguish on his face almost frightened her. “Are you in pain?”

  “God no! This is the look of satisfaction….pleasure.”

  “If pleasure looks like that, why are you not moving?”

  The muscles in his left bicep bulged as he shifted his weight. Using his right hand, he grabbed her under her right knee and pushed out, opening her wider to accommodate him more. He thrust his hips forward, burying his cock inside her.

  Kelli almost screamed out with the sharp pain of her expanded skin, but instead, she gripped the mattress. The pain was quick, over in a matter of seconds after his penetration. She took deep breaths and counted to ten. “I didn’t consider there to be pain since I’m not a virgin.”

  Carter lay completely still. “How many lovers have you had?”

  “Not counting you?”

  “Yes.”

  “One.” Realization overcame her. Since Carter became her second lover, her vaginal canal wasn’t open enough to take him. His thrust stretched her open, making the fit complete.

  “Are you all right?” he asked softly while he kissed her forehead.

  “Yes.”

  “Is it still hurting?” He readjusted her legs, pulling them higher above his hips.

  “No, just don’t move for a second.” He moved. She inhaled deeply to combat the shock of the anticipated pain. Gently, he retreated, but the head of his cock remained inside her. She felt every inch of him pull through her canal, and as quickly, she felt the long shaft push into her. He rocked into her setting a steady motion. She gasped at the pressure that built up inside her. Her rapid breathing became erratic, the onslaught of her orgasm increased quickly, her core muscles tightened, and her body shivered. She looked up and saw sweat beading off Carter’s brow.

  “Don’t hold back on me, Kelli. Let it go, babe.”

  “I want to come with you,” she cried, fearing that little bit of conversation would send her over the edge.

  “Yours will set mine off. Don’t wait.” He moaned suddenly.

  “I think we should…” Her body tightened. She tried to regain control and slow the impending eruption. Out of nowhere, she buckled. The fragile control she fought for spilled out of her in a flow of liquid evidence, along with his.

  * * * *

  Breathless from his orgasm, Carter watched as hers tolled through her body. He liked her expressive eyes, most especially in her aroused state. They made her feelings easy to read. In her eyes, he saw the moment she lost power to hold it back. They brightened with her passionate release. The fire of her discharge on his sensitive head fueled his. Carter rolled over and pulled her into his embrace, thankful that she wasn’t a virgin. He didn’t want her to wake up in the morning with any regrets. However, the length and thickness of his cock made it difficult for her to take him. He had second thoughts about her virginity until he opened her. Stretching her was like breaking a membrane that waited for only him. He knew that wasn’t the case, but he also knew that in the morning she would be sore.

  Nevertheless, their relationship was now forever changed. Being inside her, opening her as he did, made her his.

  Chapter Ten

  The aroma of fresh brewed coffee hung in the air and tingled her senses, beckoning her with a silent chant. “I need caffeine!”

  Tonya dragged herself out of bed and stumbled toward the dining room, her eyes felt heavy and gritty from lack of sleep. She had been up most of the night writing a brief for a client and barely got an hour of sleep when she heard Kelli returning from her date. A subtle movement caught her attention. She turned to see Kelli sitting at the table. The sunlight beaming from the window illuminated her cousin’s dark red hair. A touch of fiery flames formed on the tips of her locks. She looked positively radiant. That and the added lack of sleep, plus getting up at the crack of dawn to see her cousin’s satisfied expression only darkened Tonya’s mood.

  “You look happy,” she said with a mild sneer. Kelli’s nonverbal response set her mood on edge. She turned to face her head-on, and by her cousin’s dreamy eyed expression and smile, Tonya could only ascertain one thing. She had a good night! Tonya rolled her eyes and feigned disgust. “You look like you got laid.” She commented on her way to the slow drip of the brewing coffee. Kelli snorted. Tonya grinned in spite of her irritation. She reached above the coffeemaker and opened the cabinet door, took out a yellow mug, the biggest one she could find, and poured herself a cup of coffee. After a sip, she breathed deep appreciation to the miracle of coffee. Turning to the table, she almost laughed at her cousin’s lost-in-thought expression. “It must have been some night.”

  “It was incredible!” Kelli’s eyes were bright.

  Last night must have brought her great pleasure, and she beamed because of it. Out of nowhere, her mood changed. The bright-eyed girl vanished, and a regretful woman replaced her. “And now that it’s over, I can’t see him anymore.”

  Tonya coughed and sputtered on the sip of coffee in her mouth. She spit it back into the cup. Did I hear that right? To stop a relationship with a man she was obviously wild over was out of character for her. Not that staying out all night was in character for her cousin.

  “Why? What happened?”

  “Nothing.” The look on her cousin’s face revealed disappointment. “Everything.” Kelli bowed her head.

  “Don’t hide from me, Kelli. I’m not here to judge. What happened?”

  “I only slept with him, that’s all.” Kelli placed her hands on her face.

  “That’s a bad thing, how?”

  Kelli burst into a fit of sobs. “I feel so stupid and cheap,” she cried. “It’s not like me to unceremoniously jump into bed with a man.” She sniffed and wiped her tears.

  “I agree with that. It isn’t like you.

  “I wanted to take it slow on the first date, but we stayed at a casino in Oklahoma. Last night, I don’t know what came over me. I was like a woman willing to give him a blow job for a Big Mac.”

  “I wonder why you gave in to Carter so easily, especially after what you went through with Larry.”

  “Tell me when you find the answer,” Kelli whimpered.

  “I think it’s intrigue. You were so intrigued by Carter’s good looks, caring nature, and of course, your immediate sexual attraction to him that you acted on those feelings last night.”

  “Oh, God! I was a brazen hussy!”

  Tonya grabbed Kelli’s hand. “First off, no one says hussy anymore.”

  “I was being nice!”

  “Regardless, and may I add you weren’t alone in that bed. Now, without giving me a blow-by-blow, no pun intended, tell me what happened to make you think this is over.”

  “He won’t want to see me again,” she moaned and laid her head in her opened hand.

  “You don’t know that for certain.”

  “Why would he want to see me after I gave him what other women are willing to give him?”

  “What exactly? A night of passion?”

  “No, sex on our first, n–no, second date. It doesn’t matter if it’s the first or second. It was too soon, and I didn’t even show any resistance. In fact, you might even say I instigated the whole affair.” Kelli looked at Tonya with earnest eyes. “But Tonya, I couldn’t help myself. He looked so damn good, and he smelled even better, like a clean spring with an outdoorsy smell, and when he kissed me—” Kelli stopped talking.

  “Kelli, don’t leave me hanging at the good part. Geez!” she sipped her coffee, and then looked at her. “What can I say to you to make you feel better? I get the feeling you want assurance, but what are you wanting it for?”

  “I don’t know!” Kelli cried.

  “What did you feel last night?”

  Her eyes glazed over again. “I felt the earth move. I felt the awakenings of something deep inside me,” Kelli declared.

  Tonya’s heart squeezed a little. She knew exactly how her cousin felt.

  “I was wa
y out of my league to think I had a chance at a relationship with someone as wonderful as Carter.”

  “Oh Kelli, don’t worry about last night. It will work itself out.” She gave her cousin a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Did you take extra precautions?” Kelli nodded. “Good. I’m so glad that Carter is levelheaded enough to take care of the two of you,” Tonya complimented off-handedly.

  “I just hope that his hanging around celebrities hasn’t made him as jaded as they are about women.” Kelli sniffled.

  Tonya thought about it for a second. “He doesn’t strike me as the love-them-and-leave-them type. But he does hang around with celebrated sports figures.” How much did you tell Kelli about yourself last night? “No, he’s just as cautious as you are in the relationship department.”

  Kelli stared at her in disbelief. “Why? He is so perfect. What would he have to be cautious about?”

  Tonya looked for the best way to explain the life of Carter Banks. “Let’s simply say, he is afraid of getting his heart broken.”

  Kelli looked at Tonya in skepticism. “That Carter worried about getting his own heart broken never crossed my mind.”

  “Although you make him out to be your hero, he is human, Kelli.”

  “I know that! But I can’t believe that someone as devilishly handsome as Carter. And as virile…and sweet.” Kelli swallowed. “And…sexy.”

  Kelli’s eyes became dreamy again. “Well, he has to be.”

  “Why?” Kelli snapped out of dreamy state and focused her gaze on Tonya.

  “Well, because of whom he is.” Tonya hated being in this predicament. She treaded lightly, wanting to give Kelli some insight on Carter but not betray his and Dex’s confidence.

  “He is the one that women use to get closer to Dex.”

  Kelli seemed to mull over that idea. “I guess that makes sense,” Kelli conceded.

  “Good. Honey, I have to go now. I want to get some sleep before the pool party later on this afternoon.” Tonya stood up from the table and took her empty cup to the kitchen sink. “Good night! Or should I say, good morning.” On her way through the dining room, she turned to Kelli. “Look Kelli, there’s more to Carter than a superficial facade. What you think he takes for granted is what he finds endearing the most.”