Sloppy Seconds

by Laney Kay

  He completely ignored her. Instead, he slid off the side of the bed onto his knees on the floor and dragged her down the bed until her hips were on the edge of the bed. Her legs dangled on either side of his wide shoulders. He leaned forward and licked and sucked the honey off the inside of her thighs, and just when Bella thought she was going to have to kill him if he didn’t stop driving her crazy, she felt his tongue between her legs in a long, soft lick.

  Bella reared up at the first touch, so sensitive she wasn’t sure she could take any more. When she objected, Jack lifted his head and looked in her eyes and told her to relax, he’d take care of her, and then he spread her with his thumbs so he could see all of her. She was swollen and wet, and he kissed her gently before pushing one finger in, then another. He then attacked, licking and sucking until Bella was writhing against him, her hands locked in his hair, pulling his face against her, whimpering his name. Finally, he planted his mouth over her and bit her gently and then sucked her and a climax roared through her whole body.

  She was still lying there with her eyes closed, trying to catch her breath, still throbbing in the aftermath, when Jack stood up and jerked on a condom. He shifted her higher on the bed, then draped both of her legs over his arms, leaned forward and slammed himself inside her. Her eyes flew open as he began thrusting inside her so hard the headboard banged against the wall with every movement. She felt the excitement building again and she grabbed onto Jack’s hips, pulling him even deeper inside her as he moved faster and faster. Bella felt the beginnings of another orgasm just as Jack threw his head back, roared her name, slammed himself in her as far as he could go, holding himself there as he joined her. They collapsed on the bed in a sweaty tangle of arms and legs, breathing hard, and Jack somehow managed to roll off onto his back to lie beside her. He weakly moved his hand to pat her thigh, and she managed to raise her hand enough to cover his and pat it in return. That was about all of the energy that either one of them could manage. After a few minutes he managed to dispose of the condom, then he just collapsed back down beside her, their arms and legs touching.

  Finally, Bella turned her head to look at Jack, who smiled at her before asking, “Ready for another round?”

  She groaned and shook her head as she held out her hand in a stop motion. “No, you crazy man, get away from me. That last round just about killed me.” Bella tried to roll over, but still didn’t have the energy and flopped back down. “I think you may have broken something I might need.”

  Jack, lying with his eyes closed, grinned at her comment. He opened one eye and rolled his head toward her. “Only one way to find out.” He rolled over so he was facing her and dropped one hand on her bare stomach. He shook her slightly until she looked at him. He tried to look serious. “You need me to check you out? I am a doctor, you know. If I broke something, I could probably fix it.”

  She groaned and rolled over so they were both facing each other. One corner of her mouth tipped up in a little smile. “No thank you, I’m done playing doctor for a while. That’s what got me into this condition.” She laughed. “Anyway, aren’t you a little old to be able to go this many rounds so quickly?”

  He laughed as he scooted closer, wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close up against him. “I have to admit, this is not my normal level of activity, but it’s been a long time for me, and you’ve been teasing me for months. I have a feeling if we want to keep this up, we may eventually need some pharmaceutical help, but until then, let’s just roll with it.”

  Bella laughed. “Sounds good to me. Actually, it sounds like I’m the one who needs the rest more than you.”

  “Okay, then, how about we take a nap before we go for round two.” He kissed her neck and pulled her against his side so her arm was across his chest and her legs were tangled with his.

  Her eyes flew open. “Round two? Don’t you mean round four?”

  He shrugged and gave her a quick kiss. “I figure each round is defined by the periods we’re awake. We came into the room, we fooled around a few times, ate a little something, we’re ready for a nap. That’s round one. When we wake up, that’s the start of round two.”

  She stared at him. “We need to find a different definition. That would mean that one round just about killed me, and I can’t be that big of a wimp. I think the correct definition should be based on location.”

  He wrinkled his forehead. “Explain.”

  She lifted her fingers as she counted. “One, against the door. Two, in the bed. Three, in the bed after we ate. Buddy, by my count, we’re up to round four.”

  He nodded. “Hmmm. Maybe you’re right. Well, if that’s the case, you’re not a wimp, you’re a goddess. And that would make me a total stud.” He puffed his chest out and she giggled. “That’s right. Who’s the biggest stud, Bella? Say it, ‘Jack is the biggest stud’. Come on, say it.” She let out a belly laugh and he started tickling her, so she just laughed harder.

  She snuggled up against him and kissed him. He grabbed the corner of the blanket and pulled it over them and turned out the light. “We’ll sleep on it, and maybe when we wake up, you’ll be ready to tell me how much of a stud I am.”

  They both fell asleep with a smile on their faces and neither one of them stirred until the next morning.

  6

  Jack woke up first, and rolled his head to look at the clock. Six a.m. He could barely see Bella’s sleeping face in the light from the open closet, but she was totally out. He slowly disengaged himself from her sleeping form, being careful not to wake her, and headed toward the bathroom, stopping to grab his phone out of his jacket pocket. Even though he wasn’t on call this weekend, years of habit always made him check his phone when it had been turned off to make sure nothing happened that needed his attention.

  He went into the bathroom and shut the door before he turned the light on. He used the bathroom, washed his hands, brushed his teeth, and then turned on his phone. He saw that he had a text message from his interviewer from Georgia University. “Congratulations, Jack. Welcome aboard! Please give me a call so we can finalize terms, and we’ll shoot for you starting next month. Look forward to working with you.”

  He sat on the edge of the tub. Holy shit. He got the job.

  His first thought was excitement. This was his dream job. He would be the executive director of the premier center in the country for those who had lost a limb. He could conduct research, do surgery, design prosthetics, and put together a program that would benefit both veterans and civilians alike, all in a state of the art facility that he helped design. And he’d be back in Atlanta.

  He turned off the light and went back into the bedroom. He climbed into the bed and when Bella stirred, he cuddled her against his body until she settled back into sleep. His mind was racing. He was excited and wanted to share his news with Bella, but he wanted to wait for the right time. He had suspected that he had fallen in love with her over the past year, and seeing her and being with her last night had only confirmed it. He had his dream job, and now he wanted his dream woman, but he was afraid that she wasn’t ready for a relationship and wouldn’t give them a chance. He really had no idea what to do.

  A few minutes later, Bella woke up and slipped silently out of the bed, heading toward the bathroom. He saw the light come on under the closed door, and then heard the toilet flush and the water run in the sink. The light went off, the door opened, and Bella climbed back under the covers. She scooted over, facing him, and he smelled her minty breath as she gently kissed his chin and fitted the front of her body to the front of his. He ran his big hand slowly down her back onto her hip and pulled her lower body closer until she could feel him, already hard against her belly. She murmured in approval. “Hmmm. Nice.”

  He dipped his head toward her and started kissing her, sweet and gentle at first, then harder and more demanding as she started responding. Jack ran his hand down to the back of her thigh and grabbed the back of her knee and pulled her leg up to his hip so she was open t
o him. He stroked his hand down her thigh and between her legs and groaned when he felt her excitement. “Jack, please, touch me.”

  As if anything else was an option. He rubbed circles with his thumb and thrust one finger in, then two, and she moaned and twisted against his hand as he worked her rhythmically. He could feel her tightening against his hand, getting wetter and hotter, so he sped up and curved his fingers inside her until he hit just the right spot. Her body pulsed around his fingers and moisture coated his hand as she thrashed against him and moaned his name. She collapsed against him, panting, and pushed his hand away. “No more, Jack. I can’t take any more of that.”

  He held her tightly against his body as her breathing returned to normal. He lifted one arm to turn on the light, and she was still cuddled against him, her face flushed and her eyes closed. She opened her eyes and smiled. “Nice job, Dr. Burton. I have to say, you being a doctor comes in handy every now and then. You do know your way around the female anatomy. From what I understand, a lot of men have a little problem finding a g-spot, but you went right to it, no fumbling around for you.”

  He grinned at her teasing comment. “Hey, I take the female anatomy portion of my job very seriously. That’s not something that usually comes up in orthopedic surgery, so I have to pay extra attention to get it right.”

  She laughed. “Your professors would be very proud.”

  He rolled on a condom, and lowered himself on top of her and kissed her laughing mouth. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and hugged him tightly as he propped himself up on his arms so he didn’t squash her. He pulled his head back so he could see her face. “Am I too heavy?”

  She shook her head. “Nope, you’re just right.” She rubbed her hands down his shoulders and down his arms and pulled him down to kiss her. After a few minutes of deep kisses and fondling whatever body part was within reach, he was inside her, watching her intently as he slowly moved in and out, grinding against her with every stroke. She smiled up at him and ran her fingers through his hair and she writhed against him, in time with each of his thrusts. This time it wasn’t frenzied, it was slow and sweet and tender, and when she closed her eyes, he lowered himself to whisper in her ear. “No, Bella, open your eyes. I want to see what you’re feeling while I’m inside you.” Her eyes opened and Jack smiled as he continued to move slowly inside her.

  As he noticed her eyes starting to look a little less focused, he slid one arm under her hips to tilt her up so he could seat himself even deeper inside her. When she gasped at the sensation, he started thrusting a little harder and rocking himself against her. He watched her, smiling as her neck and chest flushed and her inner muscles started to clench around him. She threw her head back and grabbed him tight against her, moaning his name. Jack lost it. He slammed himself as deep inside her as he could go and held himself there as he exploded so hard he thought he was going to pass out. He collapsed on top of her and then rolled them to their sides so they were facing each other. They lazily kissed and Bella reached up her hand to cup his cheek. “That was very sweet, Mr. Burton.” She moved her hand to try to smooth his hair away from his face, and he caught her hand, kissed her palm, and then put her hand on his heart, flattening it under his hand so she could feel his thundering heartbeat. “Look at what you do to me, Bella. I feel like my heart is about to explode.” He laughed. “Woman, I think you’re trying to kill me.”

  She laughed. “Nah, you seem like a sturdy guy. You just have to learn to pace yourself. We’ll have to set you up on some kind of schedule so next time you visit, we don’t have to cram everything into two days.”

  Jack’s mind was racing. Here was the perfect opportunity to tell her he’d be here all the time, but he didn’t want to just blurt it out while they were cuddling in bed. He wanted to have a normal conversation over a meal so he could spell out all the benefits and he could explain why they would be so good together. He kept mentally debating, until her voice finally interrupted his thoughts. “Jack, you alright?”

  Jack focused on her face, and she looked concerned. He kissed her quickly and smiled. Okay, now was not the time. “I’m fine. I’m just trying to figure out what kind of training I can add to get myself in shape for a weekend like this.”

  She pretended to think. “Hmmm. Definitely some high intensity interval training. Maybe some squats.”

  He nodded. “Absolutely. Definitely some planks and pushups.”

  “Ooh. Maybe lunges.” She pretended to swoon. “That just sounds dirty.”

  He started to laugh. “It does. Glad you like it.” He hugged her closer to him and kissed her. “So, what do you want to do today? Do you want to leave the room today, or are you going to keep me here as your incredibly willing sex slave?”

  “Well, as amazing as that sounds, I think we should do both. Why don’t we go out for a while and come back here later? At the very least, I need to get to my car so I can get my bag with fresh clothes and all my stuff.” She wrinkled her nose. “You got me so distracted I didn’t think of getting my bag until we were already in the room, and now I’m going to have to do a total walk of shame to get my stuff out of my car.”

  He started to laugh. “I’m sorry. I didn’t even think about your stuff.”

  Her face turned red. “You don’t look very sorry. In fact, I think you’re actually enjoying this.” When he started laughing harder at her embarrassment, she stuck her tongue out and then stuck her nose in the air. “You know what? I think I’m just going to get dressed, do my walk of shame over to where I left my car, get in it, and go home. By myself.”

  That sobered him up quickly. He reached for her and she backed up a little and held her hand up to stop him. He sat up and scooted next to her and tried to look innocent as he wheedled, “Come on, Bella, you know you don’t want to go home by yourself. You know you want us to spend the day together.”

  She tried to look stern, but he could see the corners of her mouth twitching up. He reached out and grabbed her hand and took it to his mouth to kiss it, then rubbed it against the stubble on his face. “Come on, Bella, I’ll go down and get your clothes out of your car, so you don’t have to put on last night’s clothes. We’ll take a shower and get dressed, then I’ll buy you breakfast and we can do whatever you want. Today is lady’s choice.”

  She pretended to think about it, then agreed. “Okay, but you’d better make this day worth my while, big boy.”

  He sat up, grabbed her face between his hands, and gave her a quick smacking kiss on her mouth. He jumped up, made a quick trip to the bathroom, pulled on his gym shorts, a t-shirt, and a pair of flip flops and asked her for her car keys and where she was parked. She went to her purse to get her keys, bent over and rifled through it, the whole time describing her car and where it was located in the lot across the street. She finally found them and turned to see his eyes glued to her naked ass, obviously not listening to a word she said. Bella rolled her eyes. It doesn’t matter the age, guys are so predictable.

  She handed him the keys. “So you shouldn’t have any trouble finding it.”

  He lifted his eyes to her face. “I’m sorry, trouble finding what?”

  She laughed and grabbed his hand to pull him over to the window. She pulled back the curtains and pointed to the lot across the street. “See the red car on the end of the fourth row?”

  He looked to where she was pointing. “The Lexus convertible?”

  She nodded. “Yep. That’s it. My bag is in the trunk.” She put her keys in his hand and grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down for a quick kiss. “Thanks, Jack. I do appreciate it.”

  He snaked an arm around her waist to pull her closer before she could back away. “Happy to do it for you, Bella.” He then kissed her thoroughly, let her go, and headed toward the door. “Why don’t you get started in the shower and I’ll join you as soon as I get back?” He waved over his shoulder as the door closed behind him.

  Bella laughed and headed toward the shower. She figured she’d better hurry
, because if Jack joined her, she had a feeling she’d never get breakfast and her stomach had started to rumble.

  She hopped in the shower and as she began to wash, she took stock of her body. There was beard burn and bruises on her neck, breasts, stomach, hips, between her thighs, and on her bottom. Between her legs she was swollen, sore, and a little raw, and the muscles in her thighs and lower back were sore and stiff from overuse. She stood under the hot water, letting it help soothe the discomfort and ease the stiffness and soreness out of her muscles. Bella knew she’d better keep moving today or she’d be completely stiffened up by tomorrow.

  After a few minutes of hot water pounding on her lower back and hips, Bella started to feel much more comfortable. She finished showering and was standing at the mirror in the bathroom wrapped in a hotel robe with a towel around her head when she heard Jack come back into the room. He looked disappointed that she was already out of the shower, but he told her that her bag and a hotel key for her were on the bed, and that he’d be out in a few.

  Within a half hour, they were dressed and out the door. Both of them were starving, so they decided to go to the Pancake House, get a huge breakfast and decide what they wanted to do that day. The traffic was actually light, for once, and they were seated and had ordered within twenty minutes.

  Bella had been worried that they might be uncomfortable with each other after last night, but they had a great time. For the next couple of hours, they drank coffee and talked about music, and hobbies, and things like the fact that neither of them was crazy about the beach because sand is so annoying. It turned out they both still liked their steaks cooked medium-well, and preferred dogs over cats.