Framed and Hung

by Alexis Fleming

The neck of his cotton shirt gaped open and offered a tantalising glimpse of bronzed skin and the first hint of the dark hair that arrowed down his chest to his nether regions. Zoe had a searing urge to trail her tongue along the column of his throat and bury her mouth in that intriguing vee. She longed to taste his heat, the sweat on his chest, breathe in the scent that was essentially Jake Lord.

  Hormones peaked. The blood raced through her veins, her heart tripping along at a furious pace. Moisture pooled between her thighs and her sex clenched in excited anticipation.

  She gasped, bit her lip to contain a breathy moan. Ahh, to hell with this, Zoe. Are you going to take the next step or not?

  ‘Undo…’ She stopped and cleared her throat. ‘Undo the next few buttons of your shirt, Jake.’

  He raised his eyebrows at her, a slight grin curling about his lips.

  ‘Well, you wanted a casual shot, didn’t you?’ she responded. ‘An unbuttoned shirt tucked into jeans should do it.’

  Jake chuckled. ‘Hmm, wonder what mother would say to a portrait showing my manly chest. But I have a better idea.’

  His eyes twinkled as he unfastened the rest of the buttons and slipped the shirt from his shoulders. Then he undid the snap on his jeans and lowered the zip an inch or so. When he tucked his thumbs back through the belt loops, the strain on the denim caused an immediate reaction, the metal teeth of the zip giving up their secret one tiny bit at a time.

  Jake ran one hand in a lazy sweep across his chest. ‘Soo…this turn you on?’

  Oooh, baby, sex on legs! She’d opened her mouth to make a smart comment when she saw the look on Jake’s face and the slight twitch to his lips.

  Damn it, the man knew exactly what he was doing to her. He thought he was a master of manipulation, did he? It was time he learned he’d met his match in her. More than that, it was time for her to take control.

  After clicking off a series of quick shots of Jake, Zoe moved in close and lowered the camera onto a bed of moss beside the tree trunk. Then she leaned forwards and licked her way from one side of his chest to the other, gratified when he struggled to catch his breath.

  ‘Soo…what turns you on, Mr Lord?’ She flicked the tip of her tongue across his nipple. ‘This?’

  She gifted his other nipple with a similar caress before kissing her way down the centre of his body until she could probe at the waistband of his jeans with her tongue. ‘Maybe this?’

  Jake groaned. ‘Ahh, Zoe, I — ’

  ‘Or maybe you’d prefer this.’ Grasping the metal tab between her teeth, she eased the zip down. Before Jake could say anything, she grabbed his jeans and whipped them down. Her eyes opened wide when his erection sprang free.

  ‘Well, well, who would have thought it? The very upright Mr Jake Lord likes to go commando. Hmm, I wonder how many of your customers at the bank would appreciate that little snippet of information.’

  She trailed the tip of her finger across the bulbous head of his cock before she took him in hand. Hot, hard, jerking as Jake moved his hips in reaction. ‘Ohh, what a pretty little boy,’ she cooed.

  ‘Enough of the little, lady.’

  Zoe ignored him. She’d spotted something else that made her gurgle with laughter. ‘Oh my God, your horn is an itty bitty unicorn.’

  He snorted. ‘That, Ms Smart-mouth, is definitely a horn.’ He jerked his hips so his cock brushed against Zoe’s cheek.

  ‘Oooh, he’s so sweet.’

  ‘Sweet?’ Jake yelped.

  Zoe chuckled. ‘Your unicorn, dummy! I’m not maligning your manhood. He’s actually quite impressive. But this is cute.’

  She bent her head and licked at the little tattooed fellow, circling it with the tip of her tongue. ‘What on earth possessed you to choose a unicorn? It’s so whimsical I just can’t see it appealing to you.’

  ‘Don’t tell my mother, but I had this done in a fit of rebellion when I was 18. For a while there, I wanted to buck the trend and do something else besides banking.’

  She nuzzled the colourful unicorn, gratified when Jake sucked in a sharp breath. ‘So what would you have done if you could have chosen for yourself?’

  ‘Hey, don’t get me wrong. I could have studied anything I wanted. Banking was the family business, but the parents wouldn’t have forced me into it if I’d really objected. Nah, I was just being a grotty teenager and to be quite honest, figures and finance were what I was good at.’

  ‘So you don’t regret it?’ She trailed her fingers over the little unicorn, brushing closer and closer to his rock-hard erection.

  ‘The only thing I’ll regret is if you stop now,’ he said, his face a study of seriousness. He speared his hands through her hair and tilted her face up to him. ‘Zoe, make certain you know what you’re doing. I want you too badly to fool around and then walk away.’

  ‘Oh, I’m way past fooling,’ she quipped. ‘Now it’s time to get serious.’

  He snorted. ‘Serious? Lady, this feels more like teasing.’

  ‘Oh no, this is teasing.’ She licked up one side of his cock, lapped at the bead of moisture on the head, and then down the other side. ‘And this is getting serious…’

  She lowered her head and fitted her lips around his swollen shaft. She sucked him deep, tongue wrapping around his girth. With a slow glide, she reversed the procedure, probing at the opening. The salty taste of the little bead of moisture settled on her tongue, driving her to greater exploration.

  She teased. Nibbled. Licked from his testes to the tip. Then she sucked hard, drawing a guttural groan from Jake. As if he couldn’t prevent it, he jerked his hips in time to the movement of her mouth. Every thrust pushed her on. Every hard-drawn breath sent the blood spinning through her body. Her heart pounded. Body temperature peaked. God help her, she was ready to explode. Watching Jake get turned on was pushing her own sexual tension to an all-time high.

  ‘Bloody hell, woman!’ Jake tightened his hands in her hair. The breath shuddered from his chest with a loud wheeze.

  Zoe cupped his testes in her hand, released his cock and trailed her lips across his balls. Gentle kisses. Delicate flicks of her tongue. The teasing scrape of her teeth.

  She glanced up at him to see his head thrown back against the tree trunk, eyes scrunched closed and the breath rasping from his throat. Oh yeah, definitely the way to turn him on. She could feel how close he was. Problem was, she was so highly charged from pleasuring him, she was in danger of losing it.

  With her free hand, she undid her shorts and pushed them to her knees, underwear following. She didn’t want to deprive herself of the taste of Jake’s cock so she squirmed about until she could push the fabric under one knee and then the other, until she pushed them off altogether.

  Her clit throbbed. Moisture gathered, seeping from between the lips of her sex. Unable to stand the tension any longer, she slid one hand down until she cupped the aching centre of her core. And with every movement of her mouth on Jake’s cock, she stroked her clit until she thought she’d explode.

  Jake’s hands clutched at her hair, pulling at the fine strands and she didn’t mind one bit. The flash of momentary pain mixed with the hunger riding her pushed the tension higher, driving pleasure throughout her body. Her pulse resounded in her ears. Her body shook with the need for release. Sensation pushed her towards the crest and she knew she couldn’t last much longer.

  Lifting her mouth, she pressed a heated kiss on Jake’s lower belly before raising her head to look at him. ‘Please, please, tell me you have a condom secreted away somewhere out here.’

  Chapter Eight

  Jake opened his eyes and shook his head to try to clear his thoughts. His legs trembled and his knees felt like wet strands of spaghetti. He dragged in a deep breath and engaged his thigh muscles so he wouldn’t end up on his ass in the moss.

  It took a few seconds for Zoe’s question to get through the mush that filled his head. Then he looked down at her and his brain immediately seized. Holy fuckin’ shit!

 
; Zoe still knelt at his feet, her top on but her bottom half beautifully, erotically naked. When had she shed her shorts? He had no memory of that happening. The only thing his brain could conjure up was the feel of her mouth clasped around his cock.

  It wasn’t her half-naked state that snared his gaze though. It was the hand insinuated between her thighs, the fingers playing over the thatch of blonde pubic hair, probing at the swollen lips of her pussy. When she became aware of him watching her, she spread the lips and trailed her fingers across her clit before plunging two fingers deep inside.

  Jake groaned. ‘Damn it, lady, do you know how much that turns me on?’

  At his words, Zoe moved her hips, working her fingers in and out of her core. She moaned and caught her lower lip between her teeth. The breath rasped from her throat and a ruby flush stained her cheeks.

  The sight of Zoe pleasuring herself sent a shaft of primal heat driving through Jake. His cock jerked. The muscles in his stomach clenched and his knees threatened to give way again.

  ‘Condom, Jake,’ Zoe gasped. ‘I am so close to coming.’

  ‘Not without me,’ he responded, the words a gravelly growl from deep in his chest.

  He sank to his knees in front of Zoe and captured her lips in a deep, drugging kiss. Her hand continued to move between her legs as he nipped at her bottom lip before sending his tongue questing, eager to sample every tantalising flavour of her mouth.

  Red-hot hunger blasted him. The blood raced through his veins and his cock hardened even more. The hormones driving throughout his body demanded he throw Zoe down and bury himself deep in her heat, fuck the daylights out of her until she cried out his name in the ultimate surrender. He reined the flash of testosterone-fuelled thoughts in and struggled for a degree of control.

  This was about more than just carnal satisfaction. He didn’t want a quick screw in the grass — well, he did, but that wasn’t all. He wanted Zoe. Not just for this one instant in time. He wanted to explore what was between them, see where it went. A future? Maybe…

  Zoe wrenched her lips from his, gasping, ‘Jake, where’s the freakin’ condom? I can’t wait much longer.’

  Jake’s breathing quickened as he took her hand from between her thighs. He lifted it to his mouth and licked at her fingers. The taste of her arousal blew his mind. Sweet. Spicy. Guaranteed to send his temperature soaring.

  ‘Sexy. Oh so sexy,’ he whispered. ‘You taste like all my dreams come together in one delightful, erotic package.’

  Unable to wait any longer, he untangled his jeans from around his feet and grabbed the wallet out of the back pocket. His hand shook as he handed it to Zoe. ‘Condom. In the zipper compartment,’ he rasped.

  ‘You were that sure of me?’

  He shook his head as he tossed her shorts and his jeans down on the moss, the best he could manage as a bed. ‘Wishful thinking,’ he managed.

  With an economy of movement, he dealt with her top, throwing it on the pile of clothing. Then, his arms around her, he tumbled her onto their makeshift bed, following her down to nestle between her thighs. God help him, he felt like he’d come home.

  ‘Sneaky move, Mr Lord, but how about this?’ She waved a silver foil packet at him.

  Jake snatched it from her hand and laid it on the moss beside him. ‘Soon. But first…’

  Zoe squealed as Jake moved, nipping and licking his way towards her chest. Her luscious breasts beckoned. He ran the tip of his tongue across one nipple. Zoe arched her back, pushing her breast closer to his mouth. He wasn’t slow. He took the invitation and closed his lips over the dusky-pink crest.

  God help him, he could die happy right now. This was Nirvana. Zoe in his arms. His mouth feasting at her breast, suckling hard until she arched higher, whimpering her need. He diverted his attention to her other breast, sucking the nipple hard. Flicking it with his tongue. Rolling it against the roof of his mouth and seducing her with sensation that bowed her body even harder.

  Desperate for more, he moved down her body, leaving a string of soft kisses in his wake. When he reached her thighs, he nudged her legs apart, opening her to his hungry lips. A gasp escaped her as he spread her wide and lapped at the musky moisture that drenched her core.

  Jake closed his eyes, savouring the feast. So much more than he expected. The taste of her seeped deep inside him, but it wasn’t enough. He’d lusted after Zoe for so long he wanted all of her. But it was more than lust. He wanted this woman with a passion he couldn’t deny. Not just for now. Not for tomorrow. But for all time, because he had a feeling he and Zoe were meant to be together.

  Zoe lifted her hips as if demanding he continue. He put aside any other thoughts and concentrated on pleasing this intriguing woman.

  Lowering his head, he ran the tip of his tongue across her clit. She bucked, pushing closer to his mouth. Then he probed at her core, sliding deep inside and moving his tongue to catch every drop of her moisture.

  Zoe panted, the breath escaping her in needy little puffs that drove the tension inside him higher. ‘Oh God, Jake, stop teasing.’

  He managed a grin. ‘Um, like you did?’

  She jerked against his mouth as his breath wafted across her pussy. ‘I’ll never tease you again,’ she promised. ‘Just do — ’

  ‘This?’ he murmured and sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking at the tight bundle of nerves with his tongue.

  ‘Jaaake! I’m burning up here. I’m begging you…’

  He released her and grabbed for the condom, quickly ripping the packet open and rolling it down over his aching cock. ‘I would love for you to come in my mouth, but I’m burning up as much as you are. I need you…now.’

  He surged forwards, need pulsing through him as he seated himself deep inside her welcoming warmth. Warmth? Hell, it was red-hot, molten fire. It burned him from the inside out and spurred him on.

  Withdrawing, he thrust into her core again. She was so tight. She fit him like a glove, a velvet caress he felt even through the latex condom. She clenched her internal muscles and her grip tightened around him, threatening to drag him over the edge. He fought against the need to let go. He didn’t want this to end so quickly.

  Setting up a rhythm designed to drive them both crazy, he withdrew and thrust again, pushing the tension higher. The muscles in his lower gut tightened. His arms shook as he fought to keep his weight from crushing her.

  When Zoe wrapped her legs about his hips and pulled him in tighter, he almost lost it. He fought to hang onto his control. The breath rushed from his chest and he gritted his teeth, determined Zoe would find her satisfaction before he let go.

  Knowing he wouldn’t be able to hold back the tide much longer, he reached between their bodies and flicked at the swollen bundle of nerves that formed her clit before taking it between thumb and finger and exerting a subtle pressure.

  A ragged cry shattered the air as Zoe cried out in response. He felt the first spasm rippling through the muscles of her pussy, dragging him closer to the edge. His balls tightened, the sac pulling up closer to his body. The fight for control became even harder as a series of ripples wrapped around his cock, squeezing with exquisite torture.

  For the first time in his life, Jake screamed out his release, his hoarse shout echoing under the canopy of the weeping willow tree. Zoe’s cry followed his, her head thrown back as her climax caught her up.

  The fierce contractions of her core milked him dry, taking everything he had to give. When he finally regained his senses, he could still feel the lingering spasms of Zoe’s orgasm deep inside her.

  ‘Wow,’ Zoe whispered, her eyes still closed. She unhooked her legs from around his waist and allowed them to flop down onto the spongy moss. ‘That was — ’

  ‘Unbelievable? Amazing? Mind-blowing?’ Jake rolled onto his side, taking Zoe with him. He wrapped his arms about her and pulled her close to his body. ‘Lady, that was totally freakin’ earth-shattering.’

  The afterglow of such powerful sex filled him with a sense
of contentment he’d never felt before. He wanted nothing more than to stay right here with this amazing woman, but the real world had a way of intruding. He lifted his arm and squinted at his watch.

  ‘Damn it.’

  She twisted until she could prop herself up on his chest. ‘What? You regretting this already?’

  Jake pulled her down and gave her a hard kiss. ‘No way in hell. This has been the most incredible experience of my life.’ He put her from him and sat up, grimacing. ‘It’s just… I’ve got that darn flight to Sydney to catch. I wish I could put it off but I can’t.’

  She sat up and pulled his clothes out from underneath her and handed them to him. ‘Work waits for no man,’ she quipped. ‘Your faithful customers will never accept you gave up an important meeting for a roll in the grass with me, so you best get on with it.’

  He knelt in front of her and grabbed her by the upper arms. ‘Not a roll in the grass, damn it! I’m hoping this is a beginning for us.’

  She shook her head and opened her mouth to say something but he cut her off. ‘I know you have issues because of your marriage, but you think you’re the only one? Hell, I have just as much trouble with being in control of everything in my life as you do, but together, I think we can find a way. Some middle ground that we’re both happy with. What do you say?’

  All of a sudden, she grabbed his shirt out of his hand and draped it over her shoulders, pulling the front together and staring towards the trunk of the weeping willow tree. ‘Um…I’d say your so-many-greats ancestor is definitely a dirty old pervert.’

  Jake followed the direction of her gaze to see a ghostly haze hovering a few inches above the ground. The mist gained definition until his grandfather stood there making the same rude gesture he’d used in Zoe’s bedroom.

  He released a crack of laughter. ‘Go get your jollies somewhere else, old man. This is private.’

  Zoe pushed in behind him, her breasts pressed to his back. ‘Joshua, I’m going to smash every mirror in the place so you’re trapped forever if you don’t take off now.’

  Although the words were a threat, Jake could hear the thread of laughter in her voice. His own mouth twitched as Joshua made one final obscene gesture and winked out, a few wisps of mist remaining to mark his passage. A ghostly chuckle rolled through the garden before fading to nothing.