Spice Box: Sixteen Steamy Stories

by Raine Miller

  The heady feel of his mouth against her lips went straight between her legs in record time, sending out an alarm that she was embarking on a wild adventure and she’d better hold on tight.

  He kissed, stroked, sucked, and completely took control of her senses. Wetness dampened her panties as her body made ready for him. His hands slipped to her rear, and he pulled her tight against his swollen crotch.

  Leaving no doubt he wanted her.

  A soft moan filled the air, but she wasn’t certain who it came from. Perhaps both of them.

  He broke the kiss, leaving her empty, cold, and confused. She blinked and he stepped back with a weary smile. “No sex, remember?”

  She closed her eyes and forced her heart to return to its normal pace. She’d forgotten their agreement that quickly. One kiss and all bets were off.

  Clearing her throat, she stepped back and finished making her sandwich. He took two drinks out of the fridge and placed them on the small kitchen table. She joined him with a bag of chips.

  This was a testing ground to see if there was more between them than a wild night of sex in a strange hotel room. She respected that, but right now, she wanted him so much she was willing to forget the agreement and head to the bedroom.

  Sexy thoughts of a whole weekend in bed with Jack danced through her head, and she fought the urge to call it quits and just give into her natural instincts.

  He looked across the table at her with a questioning glance. “We agreed on no sex, but we didn’t say no kissing.”

  “I know.” The words practically choked her on the way out of her mouth. “I’m good.” She stuck her hand in the bag of chips. “What do you have planned?”

  “Besides, no sex?”

  That brought a smile to her face. “Yes.”

  “I thought we’d lounge around this afternoon. Maybe take a nap. There is a great restaurant in town, where we can have dinner. And then we just have to make it through tomorrow.”

  “So, I’m not the only one who’s thinking of the bedroom?”

  “Hell, no,” he said, quickly. “That’s all that’s been on my mind. But we made an agreement.”

  She propped her chin on her hand. “I’m almost regretting that.”

  He laughed. “I haven’t liked it since the words came out of my mouth. But a deal is a deal.”

  “Even though I’m not running for reelection?”

  “I think this weekend proves we either care for each other out of bed, or we’re just sex partners.” He took a bite of his sandwich and chewed slowly.

  After swallowing, he continued. “I know we’re great together in bed.” A wicked smile tilted his lips. “I think Las Vegas proved that. But, for the first time in my life, I’m looking for a little more.”

  More?

  Did he mean what she thought he meant? Could he… Dare she… Did they…?

  How could she say “no” to this handsome man who’d wedged his way into her heart without her even knowing? How could she put herself out there again…and again? Only to be shattered every time she stepped into a relationship.

  Not again.

  She put her sandwich down and pushed back her chair. “I’m ready to go home.” She walked toward the bedroom.

  The ashes of Howard’s belongings were still in her grill. How could she jump into another relationship only to be battered and bruised in no time? She couldn’t take that chance.

  She wouldn’t.

  He stood in the doorway of the bedroom. “What did I say, Lexi?”

  She pushed past him. “Nothing, I just don’t think this is a good idea.”

  “Why?”

  “I’m very uncomfortable.”

  “Because I kissed you. Damn, woman. We did a lot more in that hotel room.” He was angry.

  She picked up her bag and started for the door. “Either drive me or I’ll walk.”

  Jack made it to the door before she did, blocking her exit. “Listen. Sit down and let’s talk.”

  She stared into his dark eyes, and a seam ripped open in her heart like a cheap dress. “I don’t want to talk. I just want to leave.”

  “I’ll take you home.” He stepped back. “Maybe coming here wasn’t a good idea. Could be the only thing we have in common is sex. In the dark, in an unfamiliar place, as strangers.”

  “It’s not about that.”

  He jammed his hands on his hips. “Oh, I get it. I said something about more.” He pointed at her. “You don’t want more. Do you, Lexi?”

  She couldn’t answer him and looked away. No one was allowed in her head, around her thoughts, unlimited access to her feelings.

  “I don’t know you well, but I never took you for a coward.”

  Anger boiled in her veins as hot as lava. “You don’t know me at all.”

  “I don’t think anyone does. Am I right?”

  To have known her for such a short time, he had her all figured out. Her vulnerability stood out like white lint on a navy blue jacket. She put her bag down and forced herself to remain calm when she felt stripped naked and alone.

  She fought back tears. Her ruse was useless and ineffective. She looked at him. Intelligent eyes returned her stare. His black hair slicked back from his face. A face of stark angles, smooth yet stoic, calm but in those dark eyes a wild storm brewed. A dangerous and foreboding tempest. A mouth soft in a landscape of male roughness.

  “I just got out of a relationship. I’m not ready for another failure.”

  He stood silent for so long, she dropped her gaze to the floor. Bare and unsheltered, tears dripped from her eyes. “I’m sorry, Jack. We both know I’m not the person for you.”

  “Care to tell me how we know so much.” He put his finger beneath her chin and lifted her face to his. Eyes closed, he leaned closer and kissed her gently and quickly on the mouth. “You speaking for both us now?”

  “I don’t do well in relationships.”

  He pulled her against his chest, and she took comfort in the steady beat of his heart. “Maybe you’ve been in the wrong relationships.” With his chin on the top of her head, he continued, “Maybe you haven’t found the right guy yet.”

  “Are you the right guy, Jack?”

  He took her by the shoulders and leaned back, his eyes intense and meaningful. “I want to be that guy, Lexi. I want more from you. But only you can decide if I’m the man you want.”

  Fresh tears crept from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek against his chest. “I don’t want to be hurt anymore.”

  He kissed her forehead. “I’d never hurt you. But I think you need to decide if you’re going to be completely open or continue to play the imposter. Are you a woman who can love or a State Representative who knows how to behave and follow the rules?”

  He released her, picked up her bag, and took her hand. They walked to the car, and he opened the door for her. After putting her bag in the backseat, he glided behind the wheel and started the engine.

  Lexi felt she’d just abandoned her only hope.

  ***

  Jack walked Lexi to her door and kissed her good-bye. “Call me anytime.”

  He got back in his Audi and drove toward home, disappointed and saddened. He’d hoped he and Lexi would prove they had more going on between them than sex. Instead, the whole thing blew up in his face like a poorly timed bomb.

  He hadn’t meant to lay out his soul and confess he felt more for her than sex. Not his intention, his plan, or his only option. He should have kept his mouth shut and given her more time.

  Now, after listening to her soft sniffles all the way to her house, he wanted to pull out his own hair. Crying women frightened him and made his stomach ache, and every woman in his family knew that. Often, they used tears as their first line of defense.

  But Lexi’s tears had been different. They were hurtful and raw. And of course, like all men, he felt completely helpless. She’d stripped him of every weapon he owned and had used on many occasions.

  Just
as he unlocked his door, the cell phone in his pocket went off. He answered and Lexi’s voice came from the speaker. “Hello, Jack.”

  “Lexi?”

  “I feel like a fool.”

  “I know that feeling.”

  “I want to see you.”

  “You saw me twenty minutes ago.”

  “I know, but I feel like you feel. I want there to be more between us.”

  “Lexi, I can’t play little games. I want you, I don’t want you, I cry, I feel bad, I’m afraid to love someone. That’s all too much for me.”

  Silence.

  He’d been too blunt, and he regretted it immediately.

  “I won’t waste any of your time,” she said.

  Jack tossed his keys on the table by the door. “Hold on. Don’t hang up.”

  More silence.

  “You still there?”

  “Yes.”

  “Okay, let’s talk, but not on the phone. If you don’t feel up to it today, let’s meet tomorrow.”

  “I feel up to it today, and I want to see you.” Her voice sounded weak, her words shaky.

  His heart sped up and hope blossomed inside his chest. But, she was a complicated lady. Talking didn’t mean crap. She might just want to explain things, and he wasn’t up to that.

  “Are you going to cry?”

  “Probably.”

  Aw, shit. He hated that, but he wanted to see her so bad he’d gladly take what he could. “Okay, where?”

  “I’ll meet you back at the lake house.”

  “Okay, I’ll turn around and see you there in about fifteen minutes.”

  He arrived to find her at the door, waiting for him. He got out of the car and walked over and pulled her against him in a strong hug. “If you’re here to let me know it’ll never work, let’s not even go inside.”

  She kept a tight hold on him, which gave him hope. When she released him, he looked at her swollen and red eyes. That touched a place in his heart no one had ever been near.

  He unlocked the door, and they walked inside. She sat on the couch and patted the spot beside her. The smile on her face encouraged him to be optimistic.

  She took his hand, and he put his arm around her. “I admit I’m not a good candidate for love. And I’ve always stayed on the safe side.” Her gaze traced his face. “I know loving you might not be safe.”

  He chuckled and squeezed her tighter. “Live a little for crying out loud.”

  After kicking off her sandals, she put her feet on the couch and leaned her legs toward his lap. Jack couldn’t help himself. Before he realized his actions, his hand gently stroked her warm thigh, his heart left out to dry. He wanted her so badly, the thought of being alone forever flashed through his mind.

  Not a happy image at all, but just how much had he come to care about Lexi? Did he love her? Unable to answer the question, he looked at her and wondered about their future together.

  “I’m not asking you to marry me. Not just yet,” he teased. Or was he? Marriage to Lexi didn’t sound so far off. Not like one would think, if they considered the two had barely met.

  “I’m glad you said, yet.” She kissed his mouth. “I’m also glad you’re thinking about marriage.”

  He rubbed her arm then cupped her chin. “Let’s go enjoy our weekend. We have time.”

  She smiled and nodded. Jack picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, lavishing her face with kisses every step.

  When he joined her on the bed, he quickly removed his clothing and slid beside her. He peeled off her top and shorts with the ease and finesse of a desperate man. She was naked in no time. “The sun’s out, and we’re not wearing clothes.”

  She smiled up at him and brushed back his hair. “I know. Isn’t it surprising how quickly we returned to our natural state?”

  She stroked his hard dick in perfect rhythm. Jack knew this wasn’t going to last long. But they had the weekend. He kissed her, and his tongue entered her velvetiness and coaxed hers to join him.

  When she let go, Jack slid down between her legs. “Mmm, you feel so good. I love that you’re wet for me.” She laid open before him, allowing his tongue unprecedented access to the moist petals of her folds.

  She draped her legs over his shoulders. “I love when you fuck me, Jack. The way you fill me so completely. It only makes me want more of you. Deeper.”

  But he wasn’t finished tasting her and as much as he wanted to bury his cock deep inside her tight pussy, it wasn’t going to happen until he was ready.

  “Easy, sweetheart. We have all the time in the world.”

  His mouth returned to her body, and she arched her back off the bed. Long, slender fingers tangled in his hair.

  “I can’t take much more, Jack.”

  After another long, juicy lick, he slipped his finger inside her, than another, until she cried out. Spreading her wide, he flicked his tongue over her concealed nub.

  She screamed and rolled her head from side to side, her ginger colored hair spread out across the white sheets. Then his mouth replaced where his tongue had been, and he sucked gently, teasingly. Her body tightened, and her cries filled the room.

  He crawled up her damp body, dropping a string of kisses along the way. His lips crushed hers, and they shared the taste of her sex. His cock throbbed and pulsed. He wanted inside her.

  Sheathed by a condom, he took his dick and rubbed the broad tip around her clit. She groaned. He eased in slightly, allowing her body to adjust to his size.

  With sweat peppering his forehead, he slowly entered her only to slid back out, assisted by her wetness. Then in a little further, only to glide toward the exit.

  She opened her eyes and gazed at him. “I’m so fucking hot.”

  He dipped in further. “So am I.”

  Her warm breath stroked his neck, and every muscle in Jack’s body strained for control. “You’re so tight.”

  Eyes half open, she wrapped her legs around his waist. “I want more.”

  Jack slammed his entire length into her, and she gasped, but clutched him tighter. Her pussy squeezed around him, and Jack nearly passed out from the pleasure soaring through his body. She felt so fucking great.

  “Lexi,” he whispered, thrusting deep and hard. His balls slapped feverishly against her satiny folds.

  She screamed and he tensed as cum shot out of his body like a bullet seeking a target.

  He collapsed against her, and they both let out a sigh of relief. Once the world righted, he rose to his elbows and looked down at her beautiful face, layered with a thin sheen of perspiration.

  Smiling, she pulled his mouth to hers and clamped her pussy around his cock.

  His blood stirred and he grew hard. “You’re a naughty girl, Lexi.”

  “I thought you said I was hot.”

  “Oh, you’re hot all right. And I’m not going to allow you to cool down.” Standing, Jack removed the condom and flipped Lexi on her stomach, making her giggle. “Scoot closer to the edge.”

  With no further prompting, she moved. “I like this,” she said.

  Taking the pillows, he put one under her hips and smiled at her tight rear. He leaned over and slid his tongue up her spine to her neck, allowing her to feel his arousal against her ass. Slowly, he rubbed his dick up and down, but didn’t enter.

  He stood and looked down at her glistering clit all wet and ready for him again. He slid his finger in and out of her tight pussy. Then he took the wet finger and probed the outer rim of her anus.

  “Relax,” he said. “We’re not going there this time, but I want you to feel how erotic this can be.”

  She loosened, and he gently slid the finger into her tight anus. She shook with pleasure. As his finger prodded, she moaned and lifted her ass higher, allowing him greater access.

  Juice dripped from her folds as he removed his finger, slipped on a condom, and entered her in one deep thrust.

  Her head came off the pillow and she screamed, “I’m going to come. I can’t take it any longer
.”

  “Hold on, sweetheart.”

  Buried to the hilt, he looked down at their entwined bodies, and his balls nearly exploded. With his cock deep inside her and her ass so close he wanted to kiss it, hot intense passion stabbed him and tightened his sac. He shuddered.

  She tensed beneath him, and he closed his eyes. The fucking feeling building up in his cock had his knees ready to buckle.

  Moving in and out of her at a soft rhythm to start with, he soon couldn’t control himself, and he grabbed her waist. Her body shook with pure arousal.

  Their bodies slapped together loudly with each stroke until he lost all control, and the greatest climax hit him, draining him of every ounce of strength. He bent over and nuzzled her neck, completely spent.

  ***

  With their lips together, Lexi’s heart kicked a beat. The entire world fell away as Jack tucked her against his body. She’d never experienced sex the way he had just made love to her. He tasted new, sweet, and sexy. She wanted everything he had to offer, in bed and out.

  He pulled away only to nibble gently on her bottom lip and nip his way down her chin and the side of her neck.

  Her hands cupped his face, and she saw the love in his blue eyes. “It’s wonderful being in your arms.”

  “It’s wonderful having you against me.”

  “I don’t think I want to go back to being a lawyer.”

  He looked into her eyes. “Why?”

  “I went to law school because that’s what my father wanted. My opinion never mattered. I just played the part of the good daughter.”

  “It’s never good when you let someone else make your decisions. You have to live your own life.”

  “My aunt owns a bakery. I used to work for her every summer. She’s retiring, and I’m thinking I might buy out the business. I’ve always wanted to own a bakery.”

  “That’s a big change, Lexi, going from State Representative to a baker.”

  “Small business owner,” she corrected. “It’s what I’ve always wanted to do, but was too scared to try. Failure in my family spells disaster.”

  “In my family that just means we all have to chip in more. But you have a whole year to think about what you want to do.”