Always the Bridesmaid

by Dakota Trace

  A muffled scream escaped her as she peaked around the dildo and his tongue. At the same time, her finger once more found its way further into his ass. When she brushed against his prostate gland, he exploded with a roar. Only his tight grip around her waist and hers around his legs kept him from bucking her off as his profuse release raced through him then erupted from his shaft.

  As he finally relaxed against the bed, he barely felt her remove her finger before rolling them onto their sides. After pulling the fake cock out of her pussy, he rested his head on her inner thigh inhaling the erotic smells of a totally satisfied woman.

  “Was that what you wanted, Jenna sweetheart?”

  Her voice came out as a sigh before she finally responded. “Oh, yes, Noah…even better!” He felt the soft kiss she placed on his hipbone. “I can’t wait to see what other fantasies of mine you can fulfill before you leave. You’re the best, Noah.”

  Noah groaned. “Damn woman, where have you been all my life?”

  Jenna giggled before rolling away. Shifting her body around so her head and shoulders were on the pillows, she faced him and cupped his cheek. “Right here just waiting to be swept off my feet by a man who loves my body the way it is.”

  His eyes darkened while he cupped her hip. “That I do, sweetheart. That I do.”

  Chapter Five

  Noah’s vacation flew by quicker than Jenna hoped for. She tried not to think about the fact that he was scheduled to fly out tomorrow afternoon. The past twelve days had been the best days of her life. She’d spent all of her free time with him and with her having the summer off from teaching at the University there had been quite a few hours. She knew she was making memories for when he was gone, because despite her vow not to, her heart had gotten involved.

  Lying on the blanket next to the Cedar River, she couldn’t help but notice how the sunlight gave his hair a golden cast. She’d brought him to Palisades Kepler Park. One of her favorite spots was just above the old dam. She loved to fish. She’d been quite surprised when he’d insisted they stop to pick up some bait and a pole for him. She hadn’t planned on anything more than an impromptu picnic. She’d quickly begun to realize how different Noah was from Dawson in so many important ways, and almost wished she would’ve met him before Dawson had made such a mockery of her life.

  But she didn’t want to think about the ass right now. She was going to enjoy the rest of her time with Noah and if he wanted to go fishing, she was all for it. That was how they ended up lying on the blanket with their poles in the water, side by side watching the gentle lap of the river as it flowed downstream. While their mutual desire was at a low hum, she found herself immensely content – until she thought about the fact he’d be gone tomorrow. Tonight was her last night with him. She was going to make the most of it.

  “A penny for your thoughts?”

  She turned her head to look at him. “Naw, they aren’t even worth that. I’m simply enjoying our time together.”

  Lying on his side, he cupped her neck and pulled her close. He brushed his lips over hers. “Liar. You have a look of sadness about you.”

  Searching his eyes, she tried to bluff her way through it. “How could I be sad when I’m with you? You, Dr. Absolom, have an uncanny habit of making me feel humble while stroking my ego at the same time. I still have to pinch myself to believe you chose to spend your entire vacation with me.”

  He seemed perplexed “Why? You’re a sexy, intelligent woman who shares the same interests as I do. Where else would I find a woman who wouldn’t holler at me about wanting to spend an afternoon at the park as opposed to the opera? Not to mention the chemistry between us is still burning hotter than hell.”

  She giggled. “Well there is that. God, I don’t think I’ve had this much sex in years— in fact ever. You definitely know how to treat a woman.”

  He smiled down at her before he rubbed his thumb over her lower lip. “I don’t want this to end, Jenna. What about you?”

  The smile fell from her face. How was she supposed to respond to that? Was she supposed to tell him how she was foolish enough to have fallen in love with a man that only wanted a vacation fling? Not in this lifetime! The tension grew between them while he waited for her response.

  A splash and jerk on his pole broke the heated tension. “Oh my god, Noah! You got a bite.”

  He sat up with curse, just in the nick of time caught his pole before it was pulled into the water.

  Kneeling next to him, Jenna watched the flex of his incredible muscles while he fought with the fish on the other end of the line.

  “You’ve almost got him, Noah!” Her encouragement was met with a grunt as he yanked back hard on the pole nearly bending it half.

  “Get the net!” His voice was excited. Looking over his shoulder, she could see he had the fish less than ten feet from the bank. Snatching up the net, she had it place when he reeled it in. The silvery sides of the channel catfish flashed through the water when she knelt on the edge of the slippery bank to sweep up the fish when she lost her balance.

  A startled squeak passed her lips as she braced herself to feel the cold impact of the water against her heated skin. But it never came because Noah released the rod and caught her. In the next moment, she was pressed against his chest.

  “Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” His words rumbled under her ear.

  “Your pole, Noah!” She tried to squirm away from him when the new pole he’d purchased at the local sporting goods store slipped into the water to disappear around the bend.

  He tipped her head up before pressing a soft kiss against her lips then smiling down at her. “I care more about you than I do that damn pole, sweetheart.” He cupped her face. “You never answered me. I don’t want this to end. Do you?”

  She smiled brightly at him. “It’ll last as long as you want, Noah. We’ve got until tomorrow.”

  He frowned. “Are you deliberately being dense, Jenna?”

  “Ah…no, but I don’t want to tick you off and ruin our last night together.”

  He seemed puzzled by her answer. “Why would your honesty piss me off?”

  She moved away from him to stare out at the water. “Did you realize there are Indian burial mounds here?”

  * * * * *

  Frowning, Noah watched her stand on the bank. Her remark about the burial grounds had him troubled. She was deliberately avoiding his question. He’d been trying since the end of their first weekend together to get her to see the possibility of taking their relationship further. Although each time he’d tried to bring it up she either brushed him off or flat out refused to respond to his overtures so he’d backed off but now his time was running out. He had a flight booked to leave tomorrow night at eight o’clock for the first leg of a trip ending in Egypt. He couldn’t miss his flight. His company had decided to build a new platform off-shore from Marsa Alam and he was needed for the pre-construction phase. He wanted to take her with him. His part of the preliminary construction phase was only supposed to take twelve weeks, but he didn’t want to go that long without her.

  Standing, he approached her before wrapping his arms around her waist. Nuzzling the side of her neck, he decided to back off a bit. He’d play it her way for tonight, but come hell or high water in the morning he was getting a commitment out of her. He was in love with her and wasn’t about to let her stomp all over his heart. She was his.

  “You mentioned something about that on our trip here. When we come back you’ll have to show them to me.”

  “Perhaps the next time you’re in town. Maybe we’ll get around to that public sex thing too.” She leaned back against him, her voice teasing him.

  He pressed a kiss against the back of her ear. “What’s stopping me from doing it right now? Do you realize what I want to do to you?” His lowered voice had her gripping his arms where they crossed over her mid-section.

  “Hmm, toss me in the river after your pole?” She wiggled her ass against him.

  H
e playfully growled before grasping her hips. “Oh, no. I think I’d rather try out your fantasy from last night. Your public sex one.” He flicked his tongue against her ear. “You wouldn’t have to worry about your reputation out here. There’s only a few fishermen, and they won’t be able to see anything.”

  “Oh my God.” Her breathy sigh was almost drowned out by the nearby dam.

  He smiled against the curve of her neck. Just a bit more, he thought, I need to make sure I blow her mind with pleasure tonight. To make sure she doesn’t refuse me tomorrow when I ask her to come with me. If it takes seduction, so be it. I’m not ready to let her go.

  “I want to strip you of these sexy jean shorts and make love to right here.”

  Her breath came faster. “Right here?”

  He nipped at her the junction of her shoulder and neck. “Oh yeah. I want to bare this sexy body, so I can properly worship it. If anyone comes by they can watch how you beautiful you are when you come.”

  When her breath caught in her throat, he realized she was actually entertaining the thought. Licking the outer edge of her ear, he moved one of his hands low enough to press against her soft lower stomach. He’d barely touched her or begun to speak those naughty erotic words to her and she was aroused. Damn, she’s perfect for me.

  “Would you like that, sweetheart? Having the some lucky fisherman completely in the dark as I finger, tongue and stroke you? That’s until you’re screaming gives us away? It has you dripping, doesn’t it?”

  “Oh God, Noah.” In his arms, she tried to turn around to face him, obviously needing his mouth.

  “Oh no, you don’t. Stay just like this.” He slipped one hand under her t-shirt to tweak her nipple. He groaned against her neck when she cried out. “Oh yeah, let me hear you, Jenna. God, I love the sounds you make.” His fingers loosened the button of her jean shorts. He didn’t wait for her protest, he simply lowered the zipper. Sliding his fingers under the edge of her panties, he tweaked her curls. He savored the springy feel of her pubic curls under his fingers. Tugging lightly on them, he pressed his tongue inside her ear. She arched back towards him, testing his restraint. Even though he was teasing her about actually fucking her in public, he wouldn’t willingly risk her reputation as an educator. But he could give her an incredible earth-shattering orgasm.

  “Please Noah!”

  “Please what?” He slipped his hand under her silk panties to cup her mound and press against the engorged bud at the top of her pussy. A gasp slipped past her lips before her hand covered his. She pressed down while rocking against it. “Oh yeah, show me how to pleasure you, sweetheart just like you did last night. Do you realize how erotic it was to watch you stroke your pretty little pussy while I stroked my cock?”

  * * * * *

  Jenna wanted to scream as her pleasure threatened to burst free at the memories his words tugged forward. She’d never thought she’d be bold enough to actually masturbate in front of a man until Noah had ordered her in that deep voice of his to touch her pretty little pussy for him. To show him how she’d play with her body when he was gone and nothing but memories remained. She’d never heard anything so erotic in her life. She’d done it willingly when he promised to do the same before taking that delightfully long, thick hard cock in his hand. He’d matched her stroke for stroke, waiting for her orgasm to sweep over her before allowing his seed to spill over his fist.

  “This is so not fair, Noah.” She bit her lower lip when her orgasm threatened to peak.

  “Why not, sweetheart? You know I love to make you come. Let me take the edge off ‘til we get back to the room, where I can throw you over my bed and make you scream.”

  She squeaked when his thumb deftly manipulated her erect clit. Turning her head, she covered his mouth with hers in hopes of muffling her screams when the dam inside of her violently burst.

  “Fuck yeah. Come for me, baby!” His muffled words had her wanting to climb inside of him. Damn he made her so hot!

  When she finally came back down, she blushed when she realized she was standing on the bank of the Cedar River in plain sight of any passing boat with her lover’s hands under her clothing.

  “Are you ready to go back to the hotel?” His gruff question had her nodding.

  “Good, because I’m going to come in my jeans if I don’t get you under me really soon.” He turned her in his arms before she snuggled close to his chest. “Look at me, Jenna.”

  She lifted her head to stare into the blue eyes she’d fallen in love with and her heart nearly stopped beating when he spoke. “Tonight I want you under me. From the beginning to the end, with the lights on. There’s isn’t going to be anymore hiding in the dark. Do you understand?”

  She caught her breath. Other than the one minor slip the first time they’d fucked, he’d refrained from making love to her in the missionary position. I told him I didn’t want the old lie on your back and think of England position. He agreed, so why has he changed his mind, now? I don’t think it’ll remind me of Dawson now. Will it be different with Noah? Can I give him what he wants without feeling smothered under him? Looking into his eyes, she knew she didn’t have a choice. She was his.

  “Okay, Noah. Show me what I’ve been missing.”

  He pressed a kiss against her hand. “You won’t regret it, Jenna.”

  * * * * *

  The sun was setting as Jenna slid under the covers of Noah’s bed. On the bedside stand the light he’d left on, cast shadows across the sheets. Tossing the covers back giving him an open invitation to join her, Jenna waited. Crawling under the covers with her, he kicked them off and settled beside her. Rolling onto his side, he leaned over her his mouth finding her lips. Slanting across their surface, she opened, greedily accepting the thrust of his tongue against hers. Moaning into his mouth, she pressed up against him. The familiar passion sparked between them. She clung to his shoulders.

  As his weight settled against her, she gasped. “Noah!”

  He grumbled against her mouth. Tearing his away, he moved further south. Tugging on the straining tip of her breast with his teeth, he continued to growl playfully. She panted, her body tightening with each release and pinch of his teeth. The need built in her body and she arched up into his teasing mouth. Damnit, how could I’ve thought lying under him would be boring?

  His head lifted after giving each nipple equal attention. Hoarse and trembling, his plea was like manna to her ears. “I need inside of you. Tell me its okay.”

  Her heart melted. She opened her arms to him “Come here, sweetheart.”

  He gave a groan before lifting his weight off the bed between her thighs. A low gasp escaped her when he lowered his frame over hers like a warm living blanket. His cock nestled against her folds while his head found the crook of her shoulder. He nibbled on her collarbone as he rocked against her.

  She groaned as his shaft brushed over her clit with each thrust. “Oh God, Noah…you feel so good.”

  “Oh, yeah.” His muttered response thrilled her. It told her faster than anything when he was violently aroused. How could something this simple have such an effect on her worldly lover?

  He paused, lifted his head to stare into her eyes before lacing their fingers together. The hard look in his eyes had her breath catching. She’d never seen such a look on his face before. “Because I want you now, tomorrow, and for the rest of my life.” He punctuated his words by sliding faster, deeper, harder inside of her. She cried out at the unexpected pleasure. He began short thrusts designed to drive her crazy. “That’s right, look at me, Jenna. See the man who’s loving you. Who is going to keep on loving your forever?”

  She panted even as her heart leapt at his words. Was it possible he loved her? Fat, boring, Jenna. She scolded herself for being foolish. He was merely talking about the physical loving he was giving her. She clenched her muscles around his invading cock. She’d take what she could get.

  “Please, fuck me!” The intensity of his possession and gaze was getting to her
. He was demanding everything she was.

  His voice hardened. “No. Tonight I’m making love to you, Jenna. If you want a fuck you’re going to have to go find another man.”

  “No!” She pressed her head back against the pillow as his thrusts slowed leaving her on the brink. She wanted to pound on his chest in frustration. Why was he tormenting me with what I can’t have?

  “So close, Jenna.” His voice was thick with emotion. “Give me what I want, and I’ll give you what you need, sweetheart. What do you need?”

  When she couldn’t bring herself to answer, he increased his speed, all but battering her against the bed. She sobbed, wrapped her legs around him when the pleasure threatened to swamp her.

  “Is this what you need?” His dark hiss had her eyes locking with his. They were burning with something she only dared to hope was love. Even as his brutal thrusts rocked her body and drove her closer to nirvana, she could see the bleakness warring with the love she thought she saw. Her heart sped up when he gave a low groan and closed his eyes. “I can’t do this. Come for me, baby.” The resignation in his voice had her tugging on the hold he had on her hands. When he released them, she reached up with shaking hands to cup his cheeks. Taking deep breaths, she fought off her climax with the very strength of her being. She didn’t want her pleasure at the expense of his.

  “Look at me, Noah.” He shook his head as he pounded harder against her. Her voice was breathless and weak as her body threatened to explode around him. “I won’t come without you, Noah! Together, remember? Every time it’s been both of us together!”

  * * * * *

  Jenna’s words felt like they were flaying the skin off his very flesh. He’d tried; he honestly had tried to force the words out of her that he needed to hear. In the end, he found he loved her too much to play such power games with her. Either she loved him or she didn’t. It wasn’t her fault he’d fallen for her. He wasn’t sure when it’d happened. One night after she’d fallen asleep in his arms, he’d known. His body had fallen first and after getting to know her, he’d lost his heart as well.