Dirty News (Dirty Network Book 1)

by Michelle Love

  He looked at me for a long moment, I suppose trying to see if I was being serious or not. The smolder in my eyes as I ran my hands over his muscular back must’ve let him know I wasn’t fooling around. “Well, look at you, baby.” His hand slid down my arm, linking his hand with mine before he led me away from the dining area to his bedroom.

  My body quivered as he undressed me slowly. I don’t know how he did it, but he’d made me wet for him just from watching him cook. He slicked his fingers through my cunt, finding it wet and warm. “Hmm. How did this happen so fast?”

  “It didn’t happen fast; it happened over the course of an hour spent watching you so carefully prepare a meal for us. And I wish I could’ve thought about eating that meal, but all I could really think about was sucking your cock and letting your cum fill my stomach.”

  “Shit!” His eyes darted back and forth. “Who are you? Where’d my little Lila go?”

  I wasn’t sure what exactly had turned me into this raving vixen set on taking my man to new heights, but a switch had been flipped. Maybe it was the great news that we’d gotten today, or maybe it was the fact that Duke could cook—I didn’t know or care, really. I just wanted his dick in my mouth.

  It was my turn to take his clothes off, which I did a bit more hastily than he had. But he didn’t seem to mind. And when I pushed his broad shoulders to get him to sit on the edge of the bed, and then got on my knees in front of him, he really didn’t seem to mind.

  I licked the entire length of his long hard cock. The girth was always a bit of a challenge, but it was one I thoroughly enjoyed. I moved my mouth over the tip, stretching my jaw as far as I could before moving his cock all the way in.

  The groan he made elated me. I loved the effect I had on him and enjoyed hearing the sounds he made, which told me more than words ever could.

  The softness of his skin, the hardness just underneath it, and the taste of him all combined to make this act an experience we mutually enjoyed. As far as sex went, we were unstoppable. We could make each other do things neither had ever done before.

  And I’d had a great time just hanging out with Duke, too. The fact that things were progressing so well only served to make me feel worse about work. I’d gotten my dream job, and I might lose it because I’d developed feelings for my coworker.

  But for now, I wasn’t going to allow myself to worry about that. For now, I was going to lose myself in the man who filled my thoughts, captivated my attention, and held my heart in the palm of his hand. Though I hadn’t told him yet just how much of me he had. I didn’t want to burden him with that knowledge, just in case we had to end this to keep our jobs.

  The taste of him in my mouth changed a little as I felt a bit of pre-cum leak out of the tip of his cock. As I licked the tip over and over, moving my hands up and down his hard dick, he spewed into my mouth. I didn’t think it was possible to be any more turned on, but the fantastic growl that accompanied his orgasm did just that.

  “Baby, fuck! Ah!!!”

  Now that’s what I like to hear!

  Pulling my head up, I released him and wiped my lips with one hand. “Yummy.”

  He was panting, but the look in his eyes told me he wasn’t close to finished with me. “On your back. Now.”

  Hurrying to do as he said, I climbed onto the bed and got into the position he’d demanded. He buried his face in my cunt, using the flat part of his tongue to lick me over and over again. “Duke!”

  I ran my hands through his hair, loving its silkiness and the way it moved between my fingers. He turned his attention to my clit, tapping it with the sharp point of his tongue.

  His hands kneaded my outer thighs as he ate me. I began to squirm as my body erupted into several explosions that had me screaming his name, “Duke! Yes!”

  He pulled his mouth off me and flipped me onto my stomach, lying on top of me and grabbing hold of my hands, stretching them above our heads as he entered my pulsing cunt. His breath was hot in my ear as he began to move—his body rubbing over my ass felt unreal. With each thrust he made, my body moved over the bed, rubbing my swollen clit. I felt surrounded my sensation, and I could do little more than lie there and take it. Nibbling on my ear as he fucked me, he took me to another orgasm very quickly.

  But he wasn’t done yet, pulling out and turning me over before making me sit me up. He moved around, rocking his body back on his heels before pulling me to sit on his cock, facing him. He rocked us back and forth, taking the connection even deeper as we looked at one another.

  “You’re so beautiful, Lila.” He kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

  All I could do was moan, too out of my head from sensation to even say a word. My body was on fire, my insides molten lava, and my brain was all wrapped up in that.

  He rocked us until I came again, and he came along with me. Our combined sounds filled the air along with the sound of panting.

  It was beautiful.

  And when he laid me back then laid right next to me on his side, looking down at me as he rested his gorgeous head on the palm of his hand, I was mesmerized.

  His eyes were sparkling, his grin lopsided, his face still glowing from the orgasm. He trailed one finger along my collarbone. “I love seeing you like this in my bed, baby.”

  “I love being like this in this bed too, babe.” I took his finger and kissed the tip of it. “What you do always amazes me.”

  “It’s you who’s amazing.” He leaned over, letting his lips just barely graze mine. “You taste like heaven. I can’t seem to get my fill of you, girl.”

  “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

  The chuckle he made sent his warm breath all over my face. He pulled back to gaze at me some more. “I hope it’s a good thing. It means I’d like to keep you around for a while. Don’t you see that as a good thing?”

  “I should, shouldn’t I?” I closed my eyes. “If we didn’t have these work rules hanging over our heads it would feel so much better.”

  “Hush, no talking about that. I’m still riding the high you’ve given me. Let’s not think about that for a while.” He kissed me again, this time letting his lips settle fully on mine.

  I’d thought I was spent, but my body started perking back up as our mouths took us further. He pulled back, leaving me wondering what he was doing now.

  He blinked a few times before he said, “I want you to stay the nights with me. My place is a good thirty minutes closer to the station than yours is. You could stay the nights here and give yourself at least a little bit more time to sleep each morning. Our mornings are going to be pretty hard, at least at first.”

  He was right. I knew getting up that early was going to be a chore. But could I really stay with Duke every night before going in to work, where I’d have to pretend he was nothing to me?

  That would be five nights out of each week. That was more nights than I’d spend at my own place—we’d practically be living together. “I don’t know, Duke. I mean, that’s nice of you, but that’s moving things a bit too fast for me.”

  “I’m not asking you to marry me, Lila.” He rolled his eyes. “It’s just an invitation to allow you to get more sleep than you would if you stayed at your place. That’s all it is.”

  “I suppose you think I’m being silly about this. The obvious answer would be yes, but we have other things to consider as well. Like the fact we’d be showing up together each morning. What would people say about that?” I thought I’d stumped him.

  But he only shook his head. “People share cabs all the time here in New York. So that won’t matter a bit. No one would blink an eye at that, I promise you that. It’s actually considered the responsible thing to do.”

  “You don’t think anyone would put two and two together?” I pondered the idea as he shook his head.

  The extra sleep would be nice. Sleeping the night away in his arms might prove to be refreshing too. But I still had a little bit of worry that we’d get found out.

  “If y
ou’re afraid that I’ll keep you up all night long, don’t be.” He gave me a wink and a naughty smile. “I think when we get home on the nights we work I’ll only give you one orgasm, so that we can get some restful sleep. And then on the weekends, we’ll catch up on those other orgasms we missed out on.” He laughed, and I had to laugh too.

  “Wow, glad you could work that all out for us. And it does sound nice. But it also sounds a little too much like we’d be living together. It’s just too soon for that.” I tapped my chin as I thought about a compromise.

  “So tell me what kind of plan you can come up with. I think mine’s the best, just so you know.” He kissed the soft spot just behind my ear to punctuate his sentence.

  “I know you do, Duke. But I’ve got to maintain my independence.” I’d come to a conclusion and hoped he wouldn’t be disappointed with it. “How about three nights a week? Sunday night, Wednesday night, and Thursday night?”

  “I’ll take it!” He kissed me again to seal the deal.

  Now I just had to hope that we could pull it all off without getting caught.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Duke

  Having Lila in my bed the whole night, getting to wake up to see her pretty face, and sharing a not-so-quick shower had me on cloud nine the next morning as we headed to work.

  In the backseat of the cab, I couldn’t seem to keep my hands or lips off her. “This morning’s shower was hands down the best one I’ve ever had.”

  Her smile was on the shy side, which I found adorable. Especially considering how not shy she’d been just an hour earlier. “Duke, hush now. The driver is going to hear you.” Her cheeks went pink, and I had to kiss one of them.

  Whispering in her ear, I nibbled on her earlobe. “I doubt he’s paying close enough attention to hear anything, or repeat it. And I also wanted to tell you that the scent of my shampoo on your hair is driving me insane this morning.”

  Lila’s blue eyes went huge, and her mouth gaped. “Oh, no! Do you think anyone else will notice that we smell alike?”

  “That shampoo is for sale at most stores in the United States, honey. I don’t think anyone will think that you and I smell the same because we took a shower together this morning after having unimaginably great sex last night.” Her imagination was stupefying.

  “I hope you’re right.” She shook her head, sending the smell all through the stale air of the cab, making it smell a hell of a lot better. “If anyone makes a comment about it, I don’t know what I’ll do.”

  Her honesty might prove to be a problem.

  “I’ve got an idea to help hide the smell. Can I braid your hair?” I offered the suggestion. “That might keep the scent under wraps.” I chuckled at my joke. “Wraps? Get it?”

  She pulled a rubber band out of her purse. “Do it. I don’t want anyone to have the chance to think we smell alike.”

  I liked the fact we smelled alike. It meant she’d been with me all night long. And what a night it had been—full of some scorching hot sex, which had continued once we woke up. But I saw her point.

  Her blonde hair felt like silk as I moved it between my fingers to braid the three pieces together. The sensation left me wanting to feel more of her. Once I’d tied the end of the braid off, I ran my hands over her shoulders then nuzzled her neck. “There, feel better, baby?” I kissed my way up her long, newly exposed neck that just begged me to nibble and suck on it.

  She moaned as her hand came back to run around to the back of my head. “Baby …”

  Moving to the other side to make sure that one didn’t feel left out, I kissed and nipped my way up and down it. “I can’t get enough of you.”

  And I meant that. I just couldn’t get enough of Lila to satisfy the hunger I had raging deep inside of me. The way her smooth, soft skin felt as I ran my hands up and down her slender arms felt so damn good.

  How does one woman’s skin feel so different under my palms than any others ever has?

  It was a mystery, but not one I’d ever try to solve. I liked the magical aspect of our connection. It was invigorating, stimulating, and just plain old great.

  I must’ve sucked a little too hard because she stopped me. “Don’t leave any marks on places people can see. I already have a hickey on my ass cheek that you put there last night.”

  “You’ve got one just underneath your left boob too,” I informed her. “I made it this morning while we were in the shower.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Great.” Sarcasm etched her voice.

  “It is great.” I patted myself on the back.

  “How is that exactly, babe?” She looked genuinely bewildered.

  So, I filled her in on the art of hickeys and why they’d come to be. “Hickeys are a calling card to other guys. If he’s with a girl and she’s got even one of them, especially in an intimate area, then he knows she’s got another guy. It makes her less attractive. Well, most of the time it does, anyway. You do have your jackasses who get off on stealing other men’s women.”

  “Oh, come on, what about if a woman just going through a little wild phase? Who knew you’d be so prudish about casual sex.” She gave me a mock severe look before focusing on what mattered. “And are you saying that you’ve marked me on purpose?” Her eyes went wide with what seemed to be concern.

  “Not exactly on purpose,” I stammered as I tried to curtail an argument that could get me into hot water. “You see, it’s kind of like I couldn’t control myself.”

  Those baby blues of hers rolled once more. “Oh, really? You, Duke Cofield, can’t control yourself?”

  “Not with you, I can’t.” Smoothing out her silk shirt, I made sure she could get out of the cab looking untouched. With her hair in a tight braid, I couldn’t smell the scent of my shampoo on her, but her clothes had gotten a bit disheveled from my attentions.

  “Well, that will be a problem, won’t it?” She looked kind of miffed.

  I had to let her know what I really meant, and fast. “When we’re alone, baby. Not when we’re in public or at work. Haven’t I demonstrated that to you already?”

  With a sigh, she gave in. “Well, yes, you have shown me that you can control yourself when you have to. But just be careful not to leave any visible marks on me. I don’t care to try to make up a lie as to why I have them, or try to come up with who gave them to me.”

  A smirk ran over my lips. “Well, if anyone did see marks on you then they’d know you were taken. That wouldn’t be such a bad thing, in my opinion.”

  She blinked a couple of times. “Taken?” Her expression was soft and sweet. It was as if she had barely realized that she was indeed taken. “Am I taken, Duke?”

  I wasn’t about to share her with anyone. But I suppose I hadn’t made that clear to her yet. But then again, other than the couple of times she’d clearly been jealous, she hadn’t made it clear to me either. “Am I?” I turned the question around on her.

  Lila cocked her head to the right as if she had to think about that. Finally, a smile curved her pink lips. “I’d like to think you are taken.”

  “And I’d like to think the same thing about you, Lila Banks.” I leaned in for a kiss.

  Her mouth was supple, her lips parting to allow me in. And with that kiss, we made it official. We were both taken by each other. No other person could come between us. The only real obstacle was our jobs.

  Damn that rule!

  Rules or not, the commitment—though small—appeared to have gotten her all hot for me again. Her hands moved up and down my back underneath my suit jacket. Her mouth took the kiss from sweet to hungry very quickly.

  Pulling her as close to me as we could possibly get, I felt her breasts smash against my chest. It made my cock spring to life. Now I had a hard-on and was thanking God for the jacket that would cover it.

  I knew I couldn’t get her to blow me in the back of a cab. She was too much of a good girl to even ask that of her—but boy, could I dream.

  Her mouth left mine to kiss my neck. He
r hot breath stirred the fine hairs, making me itch for more. “Duke, you have no idea how hot I am for you right now.”

  Moving one hand under her shirt, I gripped her tit. “Me too, baby. Me too. Damn, I wish we were home right now. I’d strip you down and take you wherever we were. I should’ve brought this conversation up much earlier. I had no idea the reaction you’d give me.”

  “I had no idea I’d react this way.” She bit my neck then licked the spot. “God, you taste so fucking good.”

  I was missing out on some hot sex and knew it. Once Lila started cussing, it was on—she’d do anything and get wilder than any woman I’d ever been with. If we’d been alone, I would’ve been in for a treat.

  I prayed we could put a pause on this and get right back to this place once we got back home. Work was a necessary evil that seemed to be coming between us more than I’d ever known it would.

  Lila had cautioned me only moments before about leaving marks where people could see them, but there she was, sucking the shit out of my neck. “Lila, baby, you’ve got to stop.” I didn’t want her to, but I couldn’t have anything on me either.

  Not that I couldn’t come up with a lie about them. I just didn’t want anyone thinking I was some kind of a player who messed around with tons of women. I wanted the good guy rep, and I wanted people to see me as trustworthy, too. And when the time came, I wanted people to think Lila had herself a good man.

  She eased up on the sucking and kissed her way back to my mouth. One last kiss before our day had to begin. That was all we had left. We were getting close.

  I found myself wishing we’d stayed at her place instead of mine. We would’ve had more time in the cab if we had done that. But like all good things, this must come to an end.

  Although it was a premature ending with no climaxes, it was what it had to be.

  Lila managed to pull herself away from me, huffing and puffing as she did. “Damn, I wish we were back at either of our places instead of in a cab heading to work.” She buttoned the top few buttons of her blouse, which I’d somehow undone without even realizing it.