by Snow, Jenika
He was still looking at me, but I couldn’t tell if he’d caught me being lewd, because his expression was stoic and unmoving. It was hard like stone. Hard like the rest of him.
But his eyes… his eyes betrayed what he felt. It was like blue fire burned behind their depths.
God, why was it so hot in here?
Beads of sweat started to pool between my breasts, and it didn’t help that my chest wasn’t exactly small, which meant the twin mounds were pressed together, my cleavage obscenely noticeable. In fact, I’d noticed he’d glanced down several times since our encounter, and a thrill of pleasure went through me at the fact that he clearly liked what he saw.
I lifted up my martini glass and took a long drink, staring at him over the rim. He still hadn’t answered my question, but that was fine. I’d all but forgotten about it anyway. At this moment, I didn’t really care about anything else except exploring how I felt for him and for once in my life risking morality and just living on the edge.
I finished off my martini and set the glass down, leaning in a little bit so I could smell his cologne. It was expensive, no doubt, and smelled incredible.
God, that martini was going straight to my head in all its intoxicated glory.
I was about to open my mouth and be bold, wanton, and leave my comfort zone, when I felt him place his hand on top of mine. My heart jumped into my throat, and I looked down at where we were momentarily connected.
“I might be crossing the line, Penny, and maybe I’m totally reading the situation wrong...”
I snapped my gaze up to his eyes, stared into the blue depths, and prayed like hell he was about to say what I hoped he was going to say.
“But I can’t sit back and pretend I’m not feeling what I am. There’s something about you, this pull I can’t deny, can’t fight.”
God, he smelled so good.
“I don’t want to fight it, Penny, and I don’t think you want to either.”
My heart skipped a beat, the blood rushed through my veins, and if I hadn’t been sitting down, I was pretty sure I would have fainted from my arousal alone. It was as if all the blood had drained from my head, pooling in my erogenous zones, preparing my body for what was to come, what I wanted to come.
And that was Everett and me naked, alone, and doing some very filthy things.
“I’m sorry if I’m being too forward,” he said softly and dipped his gaze down to my lips. I wanted to lick them, not because they were dry, but because I knew if I did it would be a little seductive move he’d probably like. He slowly looked back into my eyes and my breath caught. “But I want you.” He let those words hang between us, maybe gauging my reaction, maybe seeing what I would say or do. “I want you so fucking badly I’m sporting a raging hard-on that’s getting impossible to hide.”
I was frozen in place, my tongue so thick, my mouth so dry, I couldn’t utter any words. But inside, I was screaming out, “Yes, I want you. I don’t care who’s watching. I want you now, Everett.”
And it was as if something in me had switched, this light turning on, illuminating every single crevice in my body, every single dark place that I never knew existed.
I took his hand in mine, curled my fingers around his, and started leading him out of the ballroom. I had no idea where I was going, because the only thing I was thinking about, the only thing that sounded remotely logical, was to find a room where we could be alone.
Chapter Four
Everett
Fuck. My dick was hard, aching, digging against the zipper of my slacks. My balls were full, drawn up, feeling heavy. I wanted to pound into her, fill her up, make her take every last drop. I never felt like such an obscene bastard before, had absolutely never been this forward. I didn’t do one-night stands. Had never in my life.
I hadn’t even been with a woman in years, let alone been so forward. But whatever it was about Penny, I felt like my world was unraveling in the best of ways.
It had been an instant attraction from across a crowded room, at first physical, but then after talking to her, getting to know her, seeing her personality, I realized there was so much more to her than a gorgeous face and body. She was smart and articulate, driven and funny. And I could stare at her for hours just listening to her talk. The melody and tone of her voice was soothing, yet at the same time arousing.
Christ, was I actually doing this? Was I actually letting her lead me out of the ballroom and hopefully somewhere private where I could take her, claim her, make her mine?
Make her mine.
Those three words resonated within me over and over again, like the vibrations from a tuning fork were running through my body.
The very thought of walking away from her after this didn’t even cross my mind. In fact, it had this disgusting feeling settling in the pit of my stomach, this wrong sensation on every single level having this stranglehold on me.
We made a connection in the short time we’d been in each other’s presence, and that was a connection I wasn’t going to sever.
I was the one who took the lead now, taking her hand in mine as I stepped forward, walking faster as I pulled her out of the ballroom and down the hallway. I checked a few rooms in the process. I was breathing hard, heavily. I could hear she was doing the same.
We didn’t have many options, with either locked doors or staff in the rooms, but I did find a supply closet, and I didn’t even stop to think about it as I pulled her inside and shut the door. I turned on the light, the little fluorescent bulb above us flickering before finally settling. It was dim, maybe needed to be changed, but it gave us a nice ambiance, even though we were surrounded by cleaning products and brooms and mops.
But the truth was, I found this hot as hell, hidden away from everybody else in a public space, a woman I’d just met standing in front of me, ready and willing to give her body to me. God, I was losing my fucking mind, and I wanted to go insane.
I took a step forward until my chest brushed against hers.
She gasped a little, and the sound went straight to my cock, having my balls draw up even tighter. I groaned deeply and lifted my hands, placing them on the shelving behind her. I caged her in, looked down at her, and inhaled deeply. In fact, she smelled incredible, like cotton candy, something sweet that would definitely give me a toothache.
And shit… I wanted that cavity.
“You sure about this?” I didn’t know why I asked that. It was clear she wanted this by the way she licked her lips, the way her pupils were dilated, and the fact that her little nipples were hard and poking against the material of her dress.
She didn’t say anything, but she did nod, her nonverbal response causing me to involuntarily groan once more and dip my head low to press my lips against hers. Fuck, she tasted sweet too, like apples and alcohol, the apple martini she’d had earlier.
It made me feel even more intoxicated.
I couldn’t control myself then as I felt her lift her arms and wrap them around my neck, pulling me in closer. She rose up on her toes and her breasts lined up with my chest. The little moan she gave me and the way she opened her mouth wider had me delving my tongue in deep, grunting in pleasure.
God, had I ever tasted anything sweeter?
No. Never.
I had my hands around her waist, digging my fingers into her curves. I knew she could feel my cock, the long, thick bastard digging into her belly. But I liked it. I liked her knowing how worked up I was, how much I needed her.
“Tell me you want this, that you’re clear-headed and know what you’re doing.”
She gasped again and I pulled back, looking into her face.
“I’ve never wanted anything more, Everett. Take me.”
Fuck, I sure as hell would.
Chapter Five
Penny
I stared up at him.
Am I really doing this?
God… yes, I was, and I wasn’t mad about it at all. This wasn’t something I’d ever done before. What I’d never envisione
d was losing my virginity like this, with one sexy-as-sin man, both of us hidden away in a supply closet, anyone able to walk in on us.
God, this was hot.
I could have blamed the alcohol for how wild I was acting, but that’d be a lie. I was clear-headed enough to know what I was doing and who I was doing it with.
He moved a step closer, and then another until he was so close to me we shared the same air. My head was spinning, my arousal drugging me.
I couldn’t breathe as I took in the wide expanse of his shoulders, the sheer power that came from him. He wore that suit like a second skin, his muscles pronounced under the material, my tongue feeling thick as I thought about running it along his bare flesh.
“I…” The words lodged in my throat. “I want this so badly,” I finally said, not caring how forward it was. We were past all that.
“Fuck, Penny,” he groaned and rested his forehead against mine, his hands on either side of my neck. “I want this so damn badly.”
“This is crazy, isn’t it?”
He shook his head. “It’s fucking perfect.”
I anticipated this, wanted it desperately.
“I want you, even if that means having you in a closet. I’ll take it, baby.”
I couldn’t breathe after he spoke. I exhaled, my mind whirling, my heart racing. Everett wanted me in the way I wanted him.
“And the fact that you want me just as much…” He growled that last word out. “I knew I couldn’t stop myself from winning you over.”
Oh, he’d won me over; that was for sure.
I grew dizzy. I reached behind me, felt firm, cold metal against my palms.
His expression was primal, intense. He looked like a savage about to attack, about to devour me. “It’s been years since I’ve had a woman, Penny,” he murmured as he stared at my mouth.
His big body blocked out everything else, and his warm breath teased my face. He smelled good, manly and potent.
God, was this really happening?
I swallowed the thick lump in my throat.
“Say it, Penny.” His voice was a harsh timber. “Fucking say it.”
I stared into his eyes that were filled with so much heat and passion. He had his chest pressed right to mine now. My nipples beaded, my throat tightened, and my pussy became so wet I had no doubt that cream would slip down my inner thighs if my legs weren’t clenched so tightly together.
“I’m yours,” I said breathlessly.
He leaned in close, his lips just a hairsbreadth away. “And you’ll only be mine, right?”
I nodded, licked my lips, and knew what I wanted to say before the word spilled out of my mouth. “Yes. I’ll only ever be yours, Everett.”
He groaned as if in pain, but I knew he was filled with pleasure. The same as me.
“Yeah, you fucking will be.”
Everett was right in front of me, his body so big, so powerful.
“Tell me you want this. Right here. Right now. With me.”
I inhaled and exhaled so forcefully I started getting dizzy. This was surreal, like I was in some kind of dream. Yet I didn’t want it to stop, didn’t want to wake up. I wanted Everett fiercely, and right now I could make that a reality. “I want this.”
He groaned and closed his eyes, his jaw clenching as he looked like he was trying to get his control in check. When he opened his eyes and looked at me again, I saw his pupils were dilated.
I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think straight. I just threw caution to the wind in this moment and did what I wanted.
He stared right in my eyes. “I’m barely touching you, Penny, but I could come from just being close to you.” He looked back down at my lips. “I am so damn hard.” He pressed against me, and the feel of how thick he was… how big and hard Everett was had my eyes widening on their own.
What would he say if I admitted I’d be losing my virginity in the supply closet at a charity event? Would he stop? Would he tell me he didn’t want that kind of “responsibility”?
“You’re so big.”
The sound that came from him this time was deep and rough. I felt it in every part of my body.
“Only for you. Only because of you.” He looked into my eyes. “You deserve a hell of a lot better than me taking you like this, but I’m too selfish, and I need you too much to stop it.” He dipped his head low, and I felt his warm breath moving along my lips, making me wetter, hungrier for him.
I couldn’t stop the small noise that came from the back of my throat.
My heart thundered so hard it was painful. And as I looked in his eyes, I reached down and placed my hand right over his massive erection. I knew no other words needed to be said. My act, the way we both felt, spoke volumes.
It was time to just let our arousal control the moment.
* * *
Everett
God, the feeling of her hand on my cock nearly had me coming in my fucking slacks.
I was hard, harder than I’d ever been in my entire life. She gently curled her fingers around the length, as much as she could with my dress pants in the way, and I had no doubts I could have probably drilled nails through steel right now. My balls were drawn up, aching. I wanted to fucking fill her pretty pussy up.
It was because of this woman. Penny.
Mine.
Fuck, I could come just looking at her.
I was on the verge of just letting go and being a fucking animal with her, all rough and wild, raw and primal.
I placed my hands on either side of her head, curling my fingers around the metal bars of the shelving. I wanted Penny ferociously, and I wanted her now. I was lost in my desire for her, and there was no going back. I didn’t want to fucking go back.
And when Penny pressed her chest to mine, with her hard little nipples that I could even feel through my clothing, I said fuck it all. I could hear people occasionally walking past the supply closet. Let them hear us. Let them walk in on me claiming this gorgeous fucking woman who’d turned my world upside down in a matter of a couple hours.
She was so ready for me. I knew that without a fucking doubt.
I pressed my body impossibly closer, dug my cock into her grasp, groaned at the feeling, letting her feel how thick I was, how rock-hard I was for her. I wanted my cock so deep in Penny she wouldn’t know where I stopped and she began. I wanted her sticky with my cum, my seed slipping out of her and down her thighs like a damn mark.
Fuck, she made me feel wild, obscene… filthy.
I found myself grinding against her over and over again, hearing her sharp inhale. “You feel that?” I asked hoarsely. She licked her lips and nodded, both of us staring into the other’s eyes. “This is all for you. I’m all for you, Penny.”
“God. Everett.”
I kissed her softly, teasing us both. “You going to help ease the ache you caused in me, baby?” I ground myself against her even harder, feeling pre-cum start to saturate the front of my slacks. “You feel me?”
She nodded and closed her eyes, resting her head back on the shelf. “I feel you.” She moaned, her breath moving along my lips. “Touch me too.”
I moved my hand down around her hip and cupped her lower back then lower still until I could grip her dress and slowly bring it up. The tips of my fingers brushed along her warm, soft skin. Need rode me hard.
“God, it feels so good,” I groaned. “Does it feel good for you?” I ground myself against her over and over again and felt her nod, heard her hum in approval. “You want me, Penny?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You want this?”
“God, yes, Everett.”
Without thinking anymore, I pulled her dress all the way up and rested the material at her waist then moved my other hand over the curve of her hip to rest on the smooth, full roundness of her plump ass.
Fuck.
I didn’t move back, but I did look down at her chest. Her tits were full, her nipples hard as they pressed against the sequined material.
I moved the hand I had on her ass and tangled it in her hair, my fingers wrapping around the silky strands. I forced her head back, exposing her neck, my mouth watering. I was so damn hungry for Penny, and I wasn’t going to stop until my appetite was sated.
“God, baby,” I whispered and rested my forehead against hers. “I need to have you. Now.” I was breathing harder.
“Then take me, Everett.”
I closed my eyes, wanting to tell her what was on my mind. Just do it. “I can’t stop thinking about you in my bed, your pussy spread, wet, and pink.” Christ, I was losing my fucking mind.
“I can’t stop thinking about that too.”
My cock jerked at that admission from her.
“I’m going to give you every fucking inch of me, Penny. Every. Damn. Thick. Inch.”
In this moment, since I’d first laid eyes on her, she consumed every part of me.
My entire body became tense, my muscles contracting, my heart thundering. I kissed her until she was breathless, hell, until I couldn’t even fucking breathe.
All kinds of dirty images slammed into my head, ones that made me feel like a filthy bastard. But even if she deserved sweet and gentle, spread on my bed with my face between her legs as I ate her out and made her come before I slid in deep, there was no way I could control myself.
I ran the tip of my nose up her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her. I dipped my tongue out and licked at her flesh, a salty flavor exploding on my taste buds, her sweat addicting. She shivered for me and made the sweetest fucking sound, one that had my dick jerking. I wanted to feel her cunt clenching around my cock, milking me. I’d never get enough; I knew that, and I hadn’t fully had her yet.
I slipped my hand along the back of her knee, lifted her leg easily, and wrapped it around my waist. She held it there, staring into my eyes. She had her hands on my shoulders, her nails digging into my flesh. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” I moved my palm to cup her ass. She was so perfect. I pressed my hard dick against her belly, harder, thrusting, dry humping her, because I couldn’t wait to get inside of her.
