by Diane Leyne
She was disappointed to note he’d slipped a plaid shirt over the tee, but at least it was hanging open. His hair was damp and his face looked freshly scrubbed. She smiled, appreciating the effort.
“Candy’s spoiling my dog. He turned his nose up at plain dog food this morning, and I’m afraid it’s only going to get worse.”
“You might as well give in. Candy loves dogs, and she loves feeding both people and animals. If you ever get out to her place, be prepared for the menagerie.”
Looking at the food in front of her, she realized two things. Candy really did love feeding people and that she’d missed her own lunch, too. Soon, the two were too busy eating to do more than make a few random comments, but eventually, they slowed down, and when they were tucking into the apple pie Candy had packed for dessert, they had a chance to finally talk.
Jess was surprised at how easily the conversation flowed. Cole was a smart man and well traveled, having spent a couple of semesters abroad studying metallurgy and design.
Eventually, the conversation wound down with the end of the meal and Cole gathered up their garbage and generally tidied up, waving Jess away when she tried to help, so she let Murphy out for a quick run and bathroom trip. When Cole came back in after taking the garbage out and turned the sign in his window to closed, Murphy was sitting by her side. Cole walked up to her and stood looking down at her.
Even without words, Jess knew what he was asking. When he held out his hand, she placed her hand in his and let him lead her to a doorway she hadn’t noticed that led to a stairway. She realized that her heart was pounding as she followed him. Somehow, from the moment she’d agreed to stay and eat with him, she knew that it would end like this. She’d wanted it to end like this.
At the base of the stairs, she hesitated.
“Stay!” she instructed Murphy, who gave an almost-human sigh before settling down on a rug as if he knew they’d be there for a while.
At the top of the stairs, Cole paused before leaning down and kissing her. Whereas last night his kiss had been soft and sweet and tender, tonight, it was rough and demanding. He wanted her, and he wanted her to know it. His tongue didn’t so much ask for entrance as demand it, and she was happy to grant it.
It didn’t take long for her to get lost in the feeling of his mouth on hers, and when he pushed her back against the wall, his hard body pressing against hers, his hard cock pressing against her lower belly, she suddenly wanted more and reached up to pull off his shirt.
Suddenly, he pulled away, his chest heaving.
“I need a shower. I washed up before dinner, but I’m still sweaty and I’m sure I stink of the smell of solder and metal and…”
“And you smell intensely manly and…” She grinned. “If you want to have a shower, I’ll be waiting when you get out. Maybe I’ll have a look at that scrollwork you mentioned.”
He pressed a quick kiss to her forehead.
“Thank you for the honesty. Make yourself at home. I’ll be right back.”
“Cole…”
“Yes?”
“Speaking of honesty, I need to tell you that I was making out with your buddy Murphy this morning.”
“I know.”
“And you aren’t weirded out by that?”
“No, should I be? Do you like him?”
“Yes.”
“Then why shouldn’t you kiss him?”
“But I like you, too.”
“I still don’t see the problem.”
“But, I guess I’m feeling kind of slutty, being attracted to two men at the same time.”
“I ought to wash your mouth out with soap, young lady, or maybe I’ll just spank your ass.” Cole put his hands on his hips and glared at her, but she could see the twinkle in his eyes. “No insulting my woman like that. And as for two men, let’s just say that Murphy and I…” His voice trailed off and then he mock glared at her. “Maybe I should spank your ass. I’m sure you’ve been a bad girl at one time or another.” He reached out and cupped one ass cheek, giving it a squeeze through her jeans. “I’ll just slide these down and…”
Jess laughed and swatted his hand away. “You’ve dated the same woman at the same time before?”
“Something like that. But I’m tired of discussing Murphy. And don’t think I’ve forgotten about your spanking. I’m starting to think it would be a great idea. I’m just going to grab that shower and I’ll be out in no time. If you want to freshen up, there’s a guest bathroom by the front door.”
Jess watched him go and looked around the apartment. They were in what was probably called the great room. It was a big open area containing the living and dining rooms. There was a good-sized kitchen on one side and on the other was the doorway that she presumed was his bedroom. She could hear the distant sound of the shower through the open door.
She hesitated and then thought, why not? She was planning on making love with the man, no reason she couldn’t snoop a bit in his bedroom.
She was surprised at the size. The room should have been dominated by the huge king-sized bed, but it was large enough not to be overwhelmed. The décor was classic, masculine, but not unwelcoming. There was a wall-to-wall closet and a huge double dresser. She wondered if Cole was a clothes horse when he wasn’t working.
The bathroom door was ajar, and she could hear the sound of singing coming from the shower. She smiled as she recognized the theme from the movie Footloose in Cole’s distinctive baritone. The man had many talents, but singing clearly wasn’t one of them.
She walked up to the bathroom door and eased it open. He didn’t notice her through the steamed-up shower door. She looked around in awe. The bathroom was as massive as the bedroom, with a huge tub, easily big enough for two or even three, in addition to the oversized shower Cole was currently enjoying.
Impulsively, she shed her clothes and took a deep breath before sliding back the shower door.
“Can I scrub your back?”
Chapter 7
Cole dropped the soap in shock. Jess was standing in front of him. Naked. She was naked in front of him. Naked. In his bathroom. And then she was naked in the shower with him, kneeling.
Oh god, was she going to suck his cock? Suddenly his cock was hard again. He’d planned on rubbing one out quickly, hoping to be able to take his time making love to Jess, but now she was on her knees and…damn. She was just picking up the soap he’d dropped.
But she was still appreciative of his hard cock, which was pointing almost straight up. She ran her free hand over it, squeezing lightly, before she pushed him so that he was turned away from her. Then her soapy hands started running over his back.
She was going to wash his back. Her hands were strong and sure as she massaged the knots from his shoulders and upper arms. Then she paused to soap her hands again and moved lower, massaging his lower back before grasping his ass cheeks.
Oh, god. He was going to lose it right in the shower in front of her, but then she was going slower still, soaping down one leg and then up the other. He had to brace himself against the shower wall so he didn’t drop like a puddle of goo under her talented hands.
As she rose, he could feel her press a kiss against his left butt cheek, and then she bit him. She bit him, and he moaned. He could hear her laughing, and she worked her way back up his body, ending with her front pressed against his back, her arms loosely around his waist, her soapy hands hovering just above his needy cock.
He could feel her cheek and her breasts pressed against his back, her hard nipples rubbing against him. He was dying to take them in his mouth. He’d suckle like a baby, playing with them for hours, licking and sucking and biting until she was begging him to fuck her. But in the meantime, his cock was throbbing and he knew just how to deal with it. If she wasn’t going to give him the privacy to rub one out, then she could help him do it.
Grinning, he gripped her hands and lowered them to his dick, pulling her body tighter against him. It was a sweet agony, feeling her nipples pressi
ng even harder against him, but once he put his mind to something, nothing distracted him. Taking her right hand, he wrapped it around his hard length and tugged. Taking her left hand, he guided it lower until it was gripping his balls. Then, when she was held them snuggly, he went back to her right hand, moving it up and down his cock, helping her to jerk him off.
She got the hang of it quickly, and he groaned as she, tugging lightly with her left hand even as she moved her right hand up and down his cock, her hold firm as she pushed him closer and closer to the edge, his cock leaking pre-cum from the engorged head.
His balls drew up closer to his body as his cock started to twitch, and then he was coming hard as she milked rope after rope of hot cum out of him, splattering it all over the shower wall.
He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, but before he was fully recovered, Jess was tugging him back and tutting over him, pushing him so he was leaning with his back to the shower wall.
“You’ve made a mess, didn’t you?”
Grabbing the handheld shower attachment, she rinsed the evidence of his orgasm off the wall of the shower before turning her attention to his body. Carefully she rinsed every inch before moving to his cock. It was already half-hard by the time she reached it. The woman was truly going to kill him, and he was going to die happy. She palmed his cock, grinning down as she watched him grow hard in her hand.
This time, though, he pulled away from her. It was his turn to take charge.
“Hands off, sugar. This time we’re doing it my way, and when I come this time, it’s going to be with my cock buried deep inside that sweet pussy of yours. Any objections?”
“Not a one, sir. Not a one.”
Cole thought he’d come on the spot when she called him sir. Did she know he was a Dom, or was she just teasing him for being so authoritative after letting her jerk him off? She’d learn soon enough that he liked to be in charge in the bedroom and that this experience was an aberration. It was a wonderfully hot and sexy aberration, but she shouldn’t expect to be in charge all the time.
He liked to share, too, but only with Murphy. She’d made out with Murphy, so she was attracted to him. They wouldn’t push her on the issue just yet. Let her get used to them each individually before they taught her the joys of double penetration, he decided.
But for now, he was going to take charge and she was going to come at least twice, maybe three times, before he let himself sink his cock into her hot, waiting pussy. She had taken charge and blown his mind. Now it was her turn.
He checked his watch and smiled. He had a full, extra-large box of condoms on the nightstand with a full bottle of lube. He was ready to go all day and night, but first, turnabout was fair play.
“Brace yourself against the wall, honey. It’s my turn to play.”
* * * *
Jess groaned as she felt his hands running lightly over her body. She wanted to turn and grab him and force him to fuck her brains out, but he was paying her back for teasing him. He’d soaped his hands and run them lightly over her arms and legs, ignoring the more sensitive parts of her body.
When she’d objected, he’d lightly slapped her ass. She’d surprised herself by moaning with arousal as the short, sharp pain from the slap seemed to go straight to her clit, which now felt like it was swollen and throbbing.
“Please!”
“Please what?” He kissed her neck, nipping lightly as his hands finally found her breasts. She could feel the heat of his body behind her and the weight of his engorged cock pressing against her lower back. He slowly and carefully soaped her breasts, squeezing and rubbing and massaging them, but ignoring her nipples and the inferno between her legs. She wanted him so badly. The moisture between her thighs wasn’t just from the shower.
“Cole, stop teasing me. I want you.”
“You got me, Jess. All of me. You just need to be patient.”
“I don’t want to be patient.”
“Hey, baby. I let you play. Now it’s my turn. Don’t you like what I’m doing?”
“Yes, I like it, but I need more.”
“More what, baby? Tell me what you want me to do!”
“I want your hands on my nipples. And I want to feel you between my legs.”
His big hands cupped her breasts as a finger and thumb on each hand gripped her pebbled nipples, rolling them gently. At the same time, he slipped one massive thigh between hers. He was so strong from working with metal and horses. He dipped down so he could get his thigh all the way between hers, and then he partially straightened his legs so that only her tiptoes touched the ground and she was balanced on his rock-hard thigh, her lower lips spread open and her clit mashed against him.
She groaned as the angle pressed against her pussy, making her feel the emptiness even more acutely, the rough hairs from this thigh rubbing against her throbbing clit, driving her arousal higher. She could come if she could just get some leverage and some more friction, but he held her tight.
“Is that what you wanted, baby? I’m between your legs now.” He lifted a bit higher so that now her feet were dangling, and then she was distracted as he squeezed her breasts harder, pinching her nipples and tugging harder than before. She moaned louder.
“Do you like that, baby? Or do you need more? Do you want my cock inside you?”
“Yes, yes, Cole, please. I need your cock inside me.”
Slowly he lowered her to the ground, but only left her there long enough to turn her around to face him.
“Before the night is over, I’m going to be inside here”—he touched her lips— “here”—he touched her puckered opening—“but first I’m going here.” He reached between her legs. One big finger slid inside her slick opening without a pause, and his thumb pressed against her clit. She tried to close her thighs and ride his hand. She was so close to coming. It wouldn’t take much.
He stuck one big foot between hers and pushed her right foot to one side. Then he pushed her left foot to the other side.
“Remember, I’m in charge. If you want to come, you’ll have to play be my rules now.”
“Please, Cole!”
“Oh, I plan on pleasing you. Multiple times. I’ve let you take charge. Now it’s my turn. Lean back until your back is against the wall and place your hands behind your neck.”
Jess closed her eyes and did as he asked. She felt unbelievably exposed like this. Her hand position forced her breasts up and out. She had always felt self-conscious about them. They were on the large size, and now that she had passed thirty, they sagged a bit, not like the fake tits in the men’s magazines.
But Cole seemed to like them, a lot. He lowered his head and latched onto a nipple, suckling hard even as he introduced a second large finger into her pussy. She wanted to reach down and touch him so badly, but he’d demanded she keep her hands behind her neck.
She whimpered.
He moved his mouth to her other nipple as he started thrusting his fingers in and out of her pussy. She whimpered louder. She could feel his teeth on her nipple, biting down lightly and then tugging on it even as he forced a third finger inside her.
It was too much for her. Releasing her neck and launching herself away from the wall, she wrapped her arms around Cole’s neck and moved her feet closer together so she could get leverage and then started moving on his hand, her climax so close she could taste it.
Then he moved. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and reached for the door to the shower.
“Noooooo!” she wailed.
But he was just reaching for a condom that he’d thoughtfully placed on the counter. After donning it, she was lifted up against the wall, in his arms, and he was encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist even as she could feel the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy, pushing inside her.
Like everything else about him, it was bigger than average, and she could feel it spreading her as he carefully lowered her down onto it until he was buried inside her to the root.
She ex
pected him to start fucking her right away, but he seemed to be waiting for something. He was breathing hard, like he’d just run a race, but he wasn’t moving. Gripping his massive biceps, her legs wrapped around his waist, Jess raised herself up and then slid back down again.
He groaned.
She did it again.
He groaned and then moved until her back was against the wall.
“Hold on tight!” he commanded.
And then he was moving inside her. He was so big, each time he pushed his way in, she felt him against every single centimeter of her pussy. He moved so deliberately. She wanted him to move faster and tried to wriggle against him, but he held her still and kept his pace. It was only slowly that she realized that he was gradually increasing his speed. She was getting so close. Her pussy was starting to pulse, but she wasn’t quite there.
* * * *
Cole pushed a hand down between them as he used his upper body to pin her against the wall. He rubbed her clit once, twice, and then he felt her explode, her pussy clamping down hard on his cock, trying to milk him as he started riding her hard, pushing in and out, pressing her against the wall, not stopping as she screamed out her climax. Instead, he kept riding her, one hand still on her clit, pinching and rubbing until he felt the ripples that signalled another climax rising up.
“Come!” He commanded, and she did, screaming out another climax. When he felt her coming again, he stopped holding back, plunging wildly into her until he couldn’t hold his own climax back anymore.
Pressing her back against the shower wall, he held himself deep inside her and shot wave after wave of cum into the condom, wishing that there were no barriers between them.
When he was finally done, he lifted her carefully off his now-flaccid cock, but didn’t put her down. With one hand, he stripped off the condom while holding her in place. Then he shifted his grip, holding her legs around his waist as he carried her out to his bed.