Seduce (Beautiful Rose 0.5)

by Missy Johnson

  “How was that?” she asked, bringing herself up to me. I chuckled. She had to ask? There was something incredibly sexy about a woman that swallowed.

  “That was fucking amazing,” I said kissing her. “By far the best head I’ve ever received.” I cradled her face and kissed her again. “Scoot over. I have to get you something.” She moved off my lap, eyeing me suspiciously. “You’ll like it,” I laughed, amused.

  In the bedroom I shuffled through my bag until I found what I was looking for. On the way out I grabbed the champagne and strawberries. I set them on the coffee table, along with two glasses. I popped the top of the champagne. Belle laughed as it bubbled over.

  “Kind of like a few minutes ago. Shall I take that in my mouth too?” she joked. I shook my head as I filled our glasses. My dick was getting hard again. I got the feeling she was planning to wear me out. I handed her a glass.

  “To you,” I said simply. She smiled as we clinched our glasses and took a sip. “Now, I’m going to be honest and tell you I had no idea what to get you.” I pulled out the small box I’d hidden behind the cushion.

  “You didn’t have to get me anything,” she smiled, taking the box from me. She unwrapped the ribbon and opened the box, her smiling deepening as she pulled out the small diamond pendant.”

  “Wow Jack, it’s beautiful.” She placed it in the palm of her hand. I reached over to unclasp her necklace. I motioned for her to give me the pendant. She did.

  “I didn’t want to replace angel here, so I found something to complement it.” I held up my handy work. The diamond sat delicately in front of the angel. She lifted her hair away as I placed it around her neck.

  “I love it, Jack. It’s perfect.” I pulled her around so she was facing me, my mouth searching hers. My hands moved around to her back and unclasped her bra. She unthreaded her arms, the bra falling away from us.

  I moved down onto the floor, moving her knees apart and sliding myself in between them. I yanked her panties down, smirking at the sound of the material ripping. She laughed, covering her face.

  “You want me to stop?” I asked, tickling her thigh. She shook her head. “Okay then It’s my turn to tease you,” I murmured, kissing her upper thigh. She groaned as my mouth closed over her pussy. I felt her fingers brush my hair, then tighten, as she pulled me in closer.

  I ran my tongue over her slowly and deliberately as she moaned softly. I gently pushed it inside of her, the taste of her igniting a fire inside me. I felt my cock harden as I pushed my tongue deeper inside of her. She whimpered, her body language telling me she was close to climaxing. I took her clit between my lips and began to suck.

  “Oh hell, Jack,” she cried as she clutched hold of my hair. She screamed loudly, not holding back at all. I chuckled, wondering how far along the next cottage was, and whether they were enjoying the sound show she was putting on. Belle continued to moan as my tongue ran over her wetness, lapping up her juices.

  I stood up and wiped my face. She was spread out on the sofa, her legs sprawled apart, a satisfied smile across her face. I knelt over her, tilting her face up to meet mine.

  “Have you ever tasted anything so sweet?” I muttered as I kissed her roughly.

  ***

  We slept in late the next morning, and even after we were both awake, it was hard to actually get up. Having her naked in my arms, up against my body felt so good that I wanted to stay here with her forever. Or at least longer than a night.

  “What are we doing today?” she asked.

  “What do you want to do?” I asked her, kissing her neck. My hand moved over her breast, she laughed and pushed it away. “Really? You’re shooting me down? Can’t you feel how hard you make me?” I said, pulling her hips against me. She laughed and squirmed away.

  “We can do that anytime. I want to go out. I want to have a coffee with you, go for a walk. Come-on,” she grinned, grabbing my arm and attempting to drag me out of the bed. I laughed and yanked her back onto her bed.

  “You’ve lucky you’re so cute,” I chuckled, kissing her as she disappeared into the bathroom.

  ***

  After breakfast and shopping in the small town, we made our way down to the beach. The view was stunning. Tall rock walls surrounded the pool of crystal clear blue green water. White sand lined the beach and the hilly background disappeared into the grey, cloudy sky. We sat down in the sand and looked out across the water.

  “It’s so beautiful here,” Belle smiled. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her hair. “Looks like we’re alone,” she added, narrowing her eyes.

  “Belle, what are you doing?” I laughed as she climbed onto my lap. She pressed her mouth against mine, her tongue massaging mine. My dick hardened as she reached down and unzipped my pants. “Fuck Belle, you’re dangerous,” I chuckled, groaning as she reached inside my pants and freed my cock.

  “Why did you think I wore this?” she said, motioning toward her skirt. “Its freezing, but nice easy access” she added. I ran my hand under her skirt. God, she wasn’t wearing underwear. She breathed in as I slipped my finger inside of her.

  “I don’t have a condom, honey,” I said as she rode my finger. “Are you…” my voice trailed off.

  “I’m on birth control,” She mumbled, her eyes closed. She bit her lip and gripped my hand. My cock throbbed as she used my hand to masturbate herself. Apart from using my hand as her prop, there was nothing of me involved in this at all, and it was hot. Her expression, and the way her eyebrows raised as she moved my finger inside of her made me want her so badly. She gasped, her movements speeding up. She wrapped her hands around my neck in a hug, trusting me to finish her off. She slowed right down, still riding me, her breathing heavy as she climaxed.

  I grabbed hold of my cock and entered her pussy. Fuck so was so wet. I groaned as I slipped further inside of her, the feel of the skin of my cock riding against the walls of her pussy felt incredible. She rode me hard as I leaned back, my hands behind me in the sand. Her mouth was on mine as she kissed me roughly. To anyone in the distance, we would’ve just looked like a normal couple hugging on the beach. Belles skirt hid everything. I felt so exposed and so turned on.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” I whispered. If a group of people had walked past, I wouldn’t have cared. She felt so fucking good and the thought of coating her insides with my jizz was making it hard for me to keep control.

  My body clenched as I released. She clenched too, squeezing the jizz out of me like I was a sponge. Fuck, she was tight. I groaned again as she lifted herself off me.

  “How was that?” she asked breathlessly. I shook my head, unable to speak. Fucking amazing was what I wanted to say, but all I managed was an incoherent mumble. She giggled and hugged me. “Maybe we can go back to the cottage so I can have a shower?” she suggested.

  “Only if I get to watch.”

  ***

  “Thanks for what was possibly the best night of my life.” She leaned across and kissed me, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

  “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Are you sure you can’t stay at my place tonight? There are a few parts of yesterday I’d like to re-create.”

  Belle laughed. “Mmm, I bet there are. I’d love to, but I better get inside. I’ll see you soon?” she asked hopefully.

  “See you soon.”

  ***

  The weekend had been so amazing that the last place I wanted to be on Monday morning was back at work. Unfortunately for me, I didn’t have a choice. I still had so much to do that I was starting to worry I’d run out of time. That would go down well.

  After emailing through the final figures of the sale to Mr. Delenski, I closed my laptop and got up off the chair. He would arrive the next week, with his daughter, Lisbeth: the woman I was expected to seduce. Thinking about that made me feel sick. I hadn’t slept with another woman apart from Belle since Little Red, and more surprisingly, I hadn’t wanted to.

  Walking over to the bar, I got myself a glass, placed two ice cub
es in it and half-filled it with scotch. The last few weeks, there had been a considerable reduction in the amount of alcohol I was consuming, and my liver was thanking me for that. I walked over to the balcony, glancing at the wall clock on the way past. It was after eight in the evening. Belle would be over any minute and I couldn’t wait to see her. It scared me how much I liked this girl.

  For years, I’d linked feelings with weakness. Showing your emotions made you vulnerable, and being vulnerable got you hurt. That was a difficult mindset to change. In the past I had been all about saying the right things to a woman to get what I wanted. That was easy, because it was all about me. It’s easy to talk to shit when none of what you’re saying is real. Now it was a completely different story: I was saying the same things as before, only this time they had meaning. Every time I told Belle how beautiful she was or how amazing she looked, I meant it, and the fact that I was actually feeling those words when I spoke them scared the living fuck out of me.

  Belle rapped lightly on the door. Was it creepy that I knew her knock? Probably—I might keep that to myself. I walked over to the door and opened it, my hand nervously running through my hair, making sure I looked all right. Opening the door, I breathed in heavily. How did she always manage to look so perfect? She smiled at me, leaning in for a kiss. Our lips met, her mouth parting slightly as my tongue gently worked its way inside her mouth. I never tired of kissing her. I never tired of doing anything to her.

  “I missed you,” she said, her arms casually dangling around my neck. Her fingers stroked the back of my hair, her nails moving gently against my scalp. My hands clinched her waist, my fingers tucked under the waistband of her skirt.

  “Not as much as I missed you,” I mumbled, eagerly kissing her again, my hands moving to cradle the back of her head as my mouth worked desperately on hers, tasting her sweet lips. Her hand in mine, I led her inside, shutting the door behind her. It was risky, kissing her in the doorway while the door was wide open. Luke often dropped past unannounced, but today it seemed worth the risk.

  “How was work?” I asked her. I tilted her neck and began to kiss, not really interested in her answer and probably way too interested in kissing her. She laughed, her hands making their way underneath my top, slowly lifting it over my head.

  “It was fine. My day just got better though,” she said. I don’t even know why she worked. She sure as hell didn’t need the money, because her parents were loaded. And between her working and school, it limited the number of hours we could spend together.

  She began kissing my chest, her lips moving past my nipples. I hoisted her onto the kitchen counter, moving her legs apart so I could stand between them. My hands slid up her creamy thighs as I pulled the skirt from under her ass. She cried out as the ice-cold countertop touched her skin.

  “What?” I said softly. I reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.

  She laughed and shook her head. “Someone’s keen,” she whispered against my ear, her hands caressing my head as my mouth closed over her nipple and began to suck. She had no idea how keen I was. Horny as hell, and only for her.

  She gasped, her naked back pressing against the cold counter as I edged myself on top of her, the strength of my body holding her down. My cock was rock hard and aching to be inside of her. I unzipped my pants, freeing myself and rolled on a condom, all with one hand. She tucked her knees up against her waist as I pushed myself inside. The sensation of her closing around my girth was almost unbearable, and it took all my willpower not to come then and there. I grunted, my hand reaching out and curving around the back of her neck.

  “You feel so good,” I whispered, thrusting myself deeper. Faster. Harder inside of her. Her hand rose up her thigh as she stretched her knee until it was lying straight against her shoulder. I groaned, the action making her grip on my cock too much to handle. Thrusting hard, I came, her body jolting as my load exploded inside of her.

  I sighed, kissing her deeply, my mouth searching every part of hers, unable to get enough of her sweet taste. No matter how much I had her, I always wanted more. Nothing about this girl was ordinary, just like none of my feelings felt like they were enough.

  I lifted myself off the counter, only now noticing the wide-open drapes on the window that overlooked the neighboring flat complex. Belle followed my gaze and blushed. Chuckling, I walked over to the window and closed the blinds. Belle took my outstretched hand and jumped off the bench, looking flushed. Her cheeks were rosy against the backdrop of her creamy white skin, like she had just completed a workout—and I suppose in a way she had.

  “I like coming home to you,” she giggled. I raised an eyebrow as I wrapped my arms around her.

  “Home, hey?” I said wryly as she blushed at her word fumble.

  “You know what I mean,” she said, pushing me. “I might take a shower.” She turned around, tilting her head, a playful look on her face. “You want to join me?” she asked coyly.

  My gaze wandered over her naked, bare silhouette. There was no possible answer here other than yes, and my growing erection agreed.

  “Hell yes.”

  ***

  After a dinner of Chinese takeaway, we lay on the couch—her in my arms, her head resting against my chest. We were watching TV and it felt good. I couldn’t even tell you what we were actually watching because all my attention was on her. The way she smiled when she was amused and the way her nose creased when she was paying close attention to something were things that mesmerized me. She would chew on her bottom lip when she was nervous and if she got really anxious she’d hold her breath. All these little things made up the girl I was falling for and the fact that I was falling so fast scared the shit out of me.

  My phone rang. I leaned over to the coffee table to see who it was. Crap, it was Luke. I slid out from under her arms, grabbed my phone, and moved to the armchair, my heart pounding. Belle sat up, her eyes intensely on me as I answered.

  “Luke, how are you?” I said, trying to hide my nerves.

  “I’m good buddy, I felt like I haven’t seen you in ages.”

  I laughed. “Yeah, I’ve been buried under at work. Dad’s been on my back about closing some pretty big deals.”

  “Yeah, I thought it must be pressure from your old man. It’s not like you to pass up the chance of picking up a chick, for work,” he chuckled.

  “Yeah, it’s been crazy. I’ve even had to visit some old ground, if you catch my drift,” I said, forcing a laugh.

  Wack!

  I rubbed the side of my head where Belle’s shoe had hit me and turned to face her glare. Shrugging, I made a face. What did she want me to say?

  “You must be hating that man. Jack Falcon sleeping with the same woman more than once? Say it’s not true!” he joked. I flinched. If only he knew. “Anyway, I have a reason for calling,” he continued. “I was hoping you’re free for dinner this Friday? Sal and I just want to chat to you about the whole godparent thing if that’s okay?”

  “Uh, sure. Friday is fine,” I agreed. Hopefully they had come to their senses and wanted to retract the request.

  “Good, that’s—hey, what’s that? Someone there with you?” Luke asked, confused.

  Fuck. Belle’s phone. I turned to glare at her. She was frantically searching through her bag for her phone, her face panicked. I pointed to the bedroom, and getting the hint, she sprinted in there with her bag.

  “Oh, Carly’s phone,” I fibbed, her name the first to enter my head.

  “Ah, I see. So when you say you’re covering old ground…” his voice trailed off into laughter.

  “You got it. Friday is fine, I’ll see you then,” I said, eager to end the conversation as quickly as possible. I hung up the phone just as Belle exited the bedroom, her face pale.

  “What is it?” I asked her.

  “That was Sally asking me to dinner Friday night,” she replied, her eyes wide.

  I nodded, determined not to make this a big deal. We could handle this. All we had to do was be
in the same room for a few hours without being all over each other…God this was going to suck.

  “It’s okay. We will be fine. We just need to be careful.” I motioned for her to come over and join me. She sat on my lap, laughing as I curled my arms around her. “Do you trust me?” I murmured, tickling her sides as she squirmed in my arms.

  “I trust you!” she gasped, tears in her eyes. She leaned down, her mouth connecting with mine in a long, slow kiss.

  ***

  “You’re quiet today,” Carly commented, placing a coffee on my desk. I looked up at her and nodded. The truth was I felt awkward around Carly now I was with Belle. Though we hadn’t spoken about being exclusive, our relationship was moving at such a pace that it was at the stage where even looking at another woman made me feel guilty. In the past, perving on women had almost been like a second job to me.

  “Yeah, just flat out with this deal,” I explained. It wasn’t a complete lie. Carly smiled, leaning down so her elbows rested on the edge of my desk. I averted my eyes away from her cleavage, which was hard considering her breasts were almost in my face.

  “Maybe you need some help relaxing?” Carly suggested. She stood up, her fingers flicking open her shirt.

  “Carly,” I began, not sure how to phase what I needed to say without offending her.

  “Come on, Jack, let me relax you,” she whined, squeezing herself in between my legs.

  “Carly! Fuck, just stop it, will you?” I snapped. She gaped at me in shock. I sighed. Way to go, Jack. She pushed past me and ran out of the office. “Fuck!” I yelled. The last thing I needed right now was more issues with my staff. I didn’t have the time to train someone new, let alone deal with a possible harassment charge. I needed to straighten this out, but I had no idea how to do that.

  Sighing, I realized what I had to do. I pressed the intercom button and asked Carly to come in. There was no other way around this other than to tell the truth and hope that she could keep it to herself. She walked in and sat down, avoiding eye contact with me the whole time.