by Marie Harte
He dragged his hands up her inner thighs and sucked her clit hard.
Maria cried out and came, shuddering against his lips. He continued to eat her out and slid a finger inside her, torturing himself by not yanking off his pants and thrusting his cock inside her at once.
He let go of her clit and licked her once more. “You’re so tight,” he uttered, sounding not at all like himself. He stared up at her as he fucked her with his finger and licked her again.
She jerked against him, vulnerable, smaller, and his to command. Like a fantasy made flesh, and all his. “Lie back on the bed.”
“Sure, yeah. Okay.” She flopped back and moaned. “I came so hard. But you…”
“Didn’t yet.” He took off his T-shirt, loving how she gazed at him. She liked how he looked, and he knew he had a great body. Hell, he worked out enough for it, mandated to stay in shape for his job. But knowing she liked it made it all worth it. He paused at the snap of his jeans.
“Take them off,” she prodded and had yet to blink.
“No, you.” He lowered his hands to his sides, waiting to see how she responded.
She didn’t disappoint. Maria came to her knees and unbuttoned him. She shoved his jeans down to the middle of his thighs then pulled down his boxer briefs. Her eyes widened. “You’re huge. And slick. You sure you didn’t come yet?”
“Not yet. Why don’t you lick me dry?”
She whipped her gaze up to meet his. “With my mouth?”
“That would be my guess, unless you have a tongue anywhere else?”
She blushed. “Mike.”
“Honey, if you’re worried about disease, don’t be. I just had my yearly physical, and I haven’t had sex in months.”
“Oh. Me either.” She audibly swallowed. Would that she’d swallow him.
“Open up,” he ordered and put his hand around her throat.
She moaned and parted her lips then leaned closer and licked him.
He hissed, wanting inside her mouth. “Again.”
She took him inside her mouth, enveloping half his shaft.
“Fuck.” It took everything inside him not to come down her throat. “Ease back.”
She did, and he hurried to take off the rest of his clothes. Once completely naked, he tackled her flat on her back to the bed, levered up on his elbows, and nudged her thighs wider with his legs. “I’m going to fuck you. Just you and me. No condom.”
She nodded, her eyes glazed over. “No condom.”
He eased the tip of himself inside her, aware of their size differences. Fuck, she was as tight as she’d felt around his finger. “Yes, baby. Maria…” He inched a bit more inside her, the glide easy but still snug.
“More.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, seating him deeper.
“Trying to go slow,” he managed to get out, concentrating on not hurting her. Staring down into her eyes, he saw the whole of her, a woman full grown and owning him way too easily.
“Take me,” she insisted and arched up into him. “I won’t break.”
“Fuck.” He shoved the rest of his cock inside her, filling her up, and she gasped.
“Oh.”
“So good.” He couldn’t stop himself, couldn’t wait. Mike fucked her. In and out, with ruthless strokes that didn’t allow either of them any slack. He gave her every inch, thrusting faster as his climax approached.
“Yes, Mike. Oh yes.”
He watched her while they fucked, her expression one of wonder and desire. And he couldn’t look away.
“Give it to me,” she insisted. “Come in me.”
“Coming so hard,” he warned. Bracing above her as he slammed into her, needing the release. “Maria, oh fuck.” He shoved once more and lost his mind. The orgasm shook him, and he could do nothing but seize inside her, coming until he had nothing left.
When he finally stopped, he felt her stroking his chest. He leaned down and kissed her, knowing this had been just the beginning.
Maria ached, wanting to come again. He’d been magnificent, stretching her fully and giving her that part of himself that was as intimate as it got. Skin to skin. She felt safe and cared for with Mike. She trusted him not to ever intentionally put her in harm’s way. Now, emotionally, he might be a real killer, but only time would tell.
“You’re so tight,” he rumbled. “You didn’t come again?”
“Do you want me to?” Curious as to his sex drive and selflessness, she wondered how he’d react if she was more aggressive. But she didn’t get a chance to test him because he turned all growly.
“Get yourself off with me inside you. Touch that firm little clit,” he said and leaned up to better see her. “Yeah, use me.”
So she did. She fingered herself, watching him watch her and finding it incredibly erotic. It felt even better as she neared her own orgasm because she could tighten around him. So much better having him inside her than a toy or, worse, nothing at all.
“That’s it. Around me,” he said, moving in little thrusts.
“I’m so close,” she whispered, rubbing her clit harder.
Then he reached between them, put his fingers over hers, and pinched her bud. She clamped down around him and came.
“Oh yeah. I can feel you.” He groaned.
When she stopped coming, she lay her hands out at her sides and closed her eyes, completely done in.
After a few moments of silence, she opened one eye to see him staring down at her.
“What?” she asked.
“Do you honestly think we’re done?”
She blinked. “But you came.”
“Once.”
“That’s not enough?”
He moved inside her, now fully erect, and she watched him with awe. “Yeah, we’re just getting started…”
After a long afternoon of nonstop sex, Mike finally flopped beside Maria on the bed, trying to catch his breath. The sun was no longer as bright, and his belly started to grumble about being fed, despite having sampled just about every bit of Maria he could.
Although… He turned on his side to see her also on her side and staring at him. “Hello.”
Her smiled widened, and damn if his heart didn’t skip a beat. “Hello.”
He put a hand over her hip, marveling at her contrasts. She had such toned legs, her skin a golden brown over firm muscle yet soft. “You okay?”
“I’m so okay it’s not funny.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, me too.” He continued to caress her hip, wondering how much he could push, how fast he could go without scaring her. Because he wanted there to be much more than one day between them. “We didn’t quite hit everything I wanted to.”
“Really?” She ran a finger over his nipple, and he couldn’t contain a shiver. “Because I’m pretty sure you came awfully hard inside me. More than once.” Her finger trailed to his other nipple then down his belly. “I know how you taste.” She licked her lips.
He groaned. “Don’t do that. I’m too tired to get hard again.” But that didn’t stop his dick from firming up. “It’s just…I want to do this again.”
She blinked. “You do?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh.”
Now she had him frowning. “What does that mean?”
“Just that I thought this would be a one-time deal. Like, well, we finally did it. It was great and goodbye.”
“Is that what you want?” He watched her, looking for some sign she might be playing him. For as long as he’d known her, she’d been trying to scam him into dating her. But if she’d wanted more than sex, why bow out now?
She blew out a breath. “I don’t know. For a long time I had a crush on you, in case you didn’t know. But I got over it. I wasn’t expecting…this.”
He nodded but remained silent, waiting to hear more.
“I mean, you can’t deny we have chemistry. But we have a lot between us, namely your sister and your family. I love them to death. I don’t want us” —she pointed between them— “to be w
eird.”
“I get you.” She made sense, and he liked that she gave thought to more than physical pleasure. The woman had a head on her sexy shoulders. “But we haven’t done everything I have planned for that fine little body of yours.” Her flush captivated him. “Seriously? You’re blushing after all we just did? I fucked you raw, ate that sweet pussy, watched your lips around my cock while you—”
“Would you stop?”
He laughed.
“Yes, I can be shy.”
“Could have fooled me.”
“So tell me what else you have planned for my ‘fine little body’.”
Perfect. She sounded interested.
“Well…” He rubbed her hip and curved his hand to round her firm ass. “You ever had anyone take you here?”
“Anal sex?” She gaped at him. “Um, no.”
“I want your ass. I also want to come down your throat again. And I want to tie you up, play with you a little.”
She swallowed. “You were kind of bossy earlier.”
“I was going easy on you. I like to dominate in bed. Maybe a little more than most guys play at.” He paused, wondering what she thought. “What would you think about trying some things?”
“Like what, exactly? Because I have to tell you, I’m really not into bringing another woman into the bed.”
“Bummer.” He pretended to pout then laughed when she smacked him. “Kidding. No, this is all just between you and me. No other guys either.”
“Gotcha.” A pause. “So? Your ideas?”
“I want to fuck you again. Everywhere. And I’m thinking we use some toys too. Don’t even pretend you don’t have something at home.”
“I might.”
“Exactly. A woman as sexy as you likes to play. I like that, a lot. We’ll have so much fun together, baby. You’ll let me fuck you, and you’ll do what I tell you to. Suck me off, play with yourself, come on my face. Whatever I want. And you’ll call me Sir.”
“I just knew you were kinky,” she said, breathless. Her blue eyes glittered with…approval?
“That’s right.” He gripped her ass cheek and angled a finger toward her tight little hole. “I’m gonna rim you then shove my fat cock in your ass. And you can be damn sure you’ll be tight. Might hurt a little.”
“I’m not big on pain.” She frowned.
He leaned closer and kissed her. “But some pain makes the pleasure that much better.”
“Oh.” She kissed him back. “You know the difference?”
“I do. I also know when no means no. We’ll play a little, and if you don’t like something, I’ll back off.”
She just watched him.
“What?”
“So you aren’t kidding about this not being a one-night stand. Or one-evening stand, technically. I think it’s too bright to be night.”
“Focus, blondie.”
“Hey.”
“You in or not?” He acted like it didn’t matter, but it did. The woman had gotten under his skin, and now he couldn’t imagine not at least seeing where his darker fantasies with her would lead. She couldn’t say no. Could she? She’d taken his direction earlier without complaint.
“I suppose I’m in.” She tapped his chest. “But a few rules.”
He relaxed, now that she’d agreed. “Oh?”
“One, this is just between us. I don’t want you bragging to Brad or anyone else about ‘tagging me’.”
“Jesus, I’m not sixteen. I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Good.” She nodded. “I don’t either. Second, you can’t get all clingy.”
“Me, clingy?” That was usually the problem he had with his exes—they grew too clingy.
“And third, if we’re going to do this and not use protection, then it just has to be us. You and me. No other women for you while we’re doing this sex thing.”
“And no guys for you.” He could totally get behind that. He hated the idea of her with anyone else—while fucking him.
“Just for now. While we’re playing,” she was quick to remind him. “Once we’ve scratched your kinky itch, we’ll go our separate ways again. But we have to still be friends after. Deal?”
He nodded, but he didn’t know that he liked her putting a time limit on them. As if she already viewed anything between them as temporary. It was so weird because that had been his thing, setting rules and limitations when dealing with past girlfriends. None of them had made it past a few months at most. They all seemed to view him as husband material while he saw nothing but future ex-wives wanting a piece of him.
Mike wasn’t ready to settle down yet. When the time was right, when he met a woman who could tempt him the way his mother had snared his father, then he’d get serious. But from what he’d seen, Elizabeth Cava was a one-in-a-million woman. Supportive of his father and their family, yet strong on her own.
And speaking of strong… Who knew Maria and he were so alike? It seemed as though she wanted nothing more than safe, fun, consensual sex that was more than casual but less than permanent.
He sighed with pleasure. “You’re so on my wavelength it isn’t funny. So, yeah, I’m down with all your rules, you little taskmaster.”
“I’m not little.”
“You are to me.” He smiled.
She smiled back then pounced and rolled him to his back. “I’m queen of this mountain.”
“Okay, Queen Maria, saddle up and ride.” He nudged her up and slid himself inside her, not surprised to find his cock hard and ready to go again. Not around her. “This mountain’s due to erupt any minute.”
She laughed then moaned as she settled over him, taking him balls deep. “Well then, let’s not waste any time. Giddy up.”
Chapter Six
Maria still felt sore two days after her amazing sexual marathon with Mike. She’d refused to give Olivia details—because, ew, Mike was Olivia’s brother—but her wide smile fooled no one, least of all her closemouthed BFF.
After Maria rang up two customers and readied to close for the night, her mother walked in.
“Mom!” She raced to her mother and gave her a huge hug. “What are you doing back early? I was going to pick you up from the airport tomorrow.”
“I was homesick. The conference was great, but I missed you.” They walked back to the counter, and her mother tucked her suitcase behind it.
“Yeah right. You were worried I’d run the shop into the ground. Be honest.”
Her mother’s grin, so like her own, said it all her. “Well, I might have been a touch concerned. But I really did miss being home. Charlotte’s nice, but it’s not Swansboro.”
“Plus you missed the beach…and maybe Ryan North? He stopped in yesterday asking about you.” Ryan was a kind, handsome fifty-five year old who thought the sun rose and set on Laura Thompson.
Her mother blushed. “Yes, well, Ryan picked me up from the airport.”
“You go, Mom.”
“Hush or I won’t give you what I picked up in Charlotte.” Her mother reached into her pocket and pulled out a magnet. “To go with your collection.”
“Awesome.” Maria had a collection of magnets from different places her friends visited. One day she planned to see those places, but her need to wander had never been more than her need for the love of a good man. She knew she was a throwback to women of earlier times, but she couldn’t help it. A career, travel, and expanding her horizons had never been very important in the grand scheme of things. To Maria, family—her heart—meant everything.
Her mom walked behind the counter and let out a sigh of pleasure. “Oh yes, I missed this. And you, young lady,” she said before Maria could a-ha her. “How are things with you?”
As if her mother had summoned him, in walked two hundred plus pounds of muscle and testosterone. Mike spotted her and immediately grinned. “Hey, baby, I was thinking tonight maybe we could— Oh, er, hi, Mrs. Thompson.”
Her mother knew well of Maria’s long-standing crush. “Michael Cava. I haven’t seen
you in two years. Come give me a hug.”
He recovered without a hitch and walked up to her mother then swept her off her feet. “Good to see you again.” He put her down. “How was Charlotte? Maria told me you had a conference or something.”
Laura smiled. “The conference was amazing. I made new friends, got some terrific new promotional ideas and financial tips. I’ll go again next year when they have it in Orlando. A good enough excuse to visit Disney.” She stepped back and studied him. “But how are you? You look wonderful.”
Mike blushed. So friggin’ cute. Maria laughed at him behind her mother’s back. “Nice blush, Cava.”
“You, zip it.” He glared at her then turned his charm on her mother. “Thanks, Mrs. T. I’m back for a three-year duty, stationed at Lejeune. It’s great timing because Brad’s still here and Dad just retired. And of course, I get to see Mom and Olivia…and Maria.” He winked at her.
“Really? Maria too? What a bargain,” her mother teased. “So where are you living? Have you found a place yet?”
“I’m staying at my parents while I house hunt and…”
The rest of what he said escaped Maria as she stared at him. His mouth moved, but she could only feel. Confused, excited, in love.
Why had she never been able to see anyone but Mike when it came to hearts and happily ever after? She’d tried—oh how she’d tried—to put him out of her mind. But other guys didn’t do it for her. And just when she’d thought she could finally get over him, he had to come back to stay then give her the best sex she’d ever had in her life.
Don’t blow it, girl. Remember, take it slow. Casual. Right now you’re just fuck-buddies who like each other. He’s a big fish, and he’s slippery. Reel him in slowly…
“Well, Maria?” her mother asked.
Maria blinked at the pair of them. “Um, what?”
Mike sighed. “So cute, but her mind tends to wander. Must be the blonde hair,” he said with a grin.
Her mother, a blonde herself, narrowed her eyes on him. “Watch it, Major Cava.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He gave her a mock salute.
“Anyway,” her mother continued and turned to her, “Mike was asking you to the movies. I’ve got the store if you want to head out now.”