Time For Love Box Set

by Karen Deen

  Pulling back and resting my forehead on hers, I hold her eyes. “I don’t know, beautiful lady, but all I can say is that now I’m here, I’m never leaving. You have me in every possible way you want and need me. Just know, this is not a one-time thing for me. You could never be a one-time thing. I am patient and can wait. I will never let you go. I just hope after tonight you will feel that, too.” No more waiting. I can’t give her any chance to change her mind.

  My hands work on her shirt, so I can finally see and touch what she was hiding under the towel in the studio. I can barely concentrate as she rips my shirt up my back. “Help me, Grant. I need it off, now.”

  “You don’t have to ask me twice, baby.”

  Lifting my shirt over my head, I hear Zara gasp. The best noise you can hear when your woman sees you for the first time. Immediately, she sits up, her hands slowly sliding up my abs, taking her time to make sure what she’s seeing is real and not a dream.

  “I hope you like what you see.”

  “Mmm, very much. So much I want to taste it.” Fuck me. This woman owns me already. Never have I been with such a confident woman in the bedroom. She knows what she wants, and it sounds like she won’t hesitate to tell me.

  God, I’m going to have fun with you, Miss Zara. So much fun you won’t know what you’re saying or thinking by the end of this.

  Her tongue slides up my chest and it weakens me at the knees. Needing to take control, I grab her shirt and rip the rest of the buttons. I can’t wait any longer to see and taste her body. Sliding it off her shoulders and down her arms, I leave goose bumps in my wake. Her chest rises and fall, her breasts swelling in her black lacy bra. Beneath the lace, I see her hardened nipple. Ripe and ready for me.

  I lower Zara back to the bed and throw her shirt on the floor. I can see her body clearly now, toned, slender, and extremely hot.

  I want more. The pressure in my jeans tells me I need her fully naked and underneath me.

  Although she’s confident and wanting to lead this show, I’m taking control and it’s time for her to just lay back and take all I can give her.

  “Zara. You are stunning. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I am at a loss why you are still single. You must drive the men you dance with crazy. They get to touch you, but I hope never like this. It would be killing them having to restrain themselves.” I slide her pants down her legs. Hooking my fingers over her lacy panties, I drag them to just below her knees. I have her trapped. My hands slide under her ass and lift her straight to my lips. My tongue sweeps from her lower parts all the way to her clit. It was like I turn up the volume on her moan as my tongue slides up her. By the time I reach her clitoris which is already peeking out from under its hood, all ripe and hard, Zara starts to lose it. I have her right where I want her, her body responding to every touch.

  Zara tastes like sweet nectar and it’s all over my tongue and lips. “Relax and let go, baby. Come for me, all over my mouth so I never forget what you taste like. This moment is going to be in my memory forever. Come on, baby, just breathe and let go.”

  I’m back on her, devouring every part of her pussy. Gripping her ass tighter, she writhes and squirms under me. It’s time to take her over the edge. I reach around with one hand and find her legs open up and begging for my fingers. She’s so wet, I know it won’t take much to send her over the edge.

  “Oh, Grant… I can’t take this much more,” she pants.

  “Oh, you can, and you will and furthermore, you will be the one begging me for more, little lady.” Thrusting two fingers straight into her pussy is all it takes for her to come all over my face where I was still feasting on her.

  Zara screams my name over and over as she rides the first wave of her explosive orgasm. It’s the sexiest thing I have ever heard from those lips. I continue to suck and lick Zara until her body starts to settle down.

  Moving back up her body, I want to taste her tits but first I need to mix the taste of her with her mouth. Zara’s eyes are still closed as I dive in and claim her mouth. Straight away, her hands are up in my hair. There’s no denying how much we want each other and how off-the-charts our chemistry is.

  “That’s the hottest and most intense thing any guy has ever done to me. I have never seen stars, but just now, I saw the whole fucking galaxy.”

  “Imagine what you’re about to feel when I fuck you. Baby, you won’t even know your own name. Now, don’t move so I can see that glow all over your body. I need to get out of these jeans, they’re cutting me in half.”

  “Wait! I want to undress you. Please, Grant. I only get one go at tonight and I want to savor every single bit of it. Every touch, smell, sight and taste. I want to take you in my mouth and taste you.”

  Shivers run all through my body. “Fuck, Zara, those words from your mouth are so fucking sexy.” I stand still at the end of the bed trying to control myself which is proving to be very difficult. “We both know this will never just be tonight, but whatever you think is okay, I understand. Just so you know, though, I am yours. Take what you want, beautiful. Take it all.”

  Zara isn’t really understanding the true meaning of what I’m telling her but for the first time in my life, I’m offering a woman my whole being. My body, my soul and my heart. Be gentle, Baby, please look after it.

  Zara

  What the hell am I thinking? I will never be able to walk away from this man. His touch alone has me screaming his name like I have never screamed before. Wriggling to the edge of the bed, I want to see what power hides in his jeans. If the bulge is any indication, I’m going to struggle to take him. Never one to back away from any challenge, I have a feeling this one will test me.

  I wasn’t joking when I said to Grant I want to savor every single moment with him. I know I’m making memories tonight that I will be using to pleasure myself for years to come. My gut tells me I am going to walk away from the only man in this world who’s ever truly going to be the right one for me.

  Placing my hands slowly on his chest, I look up into his eyes and a faint gasp leaves his lips. I’m affecting Grant just as much as he’s affecting me. My lips tremble as I lean down to kiss his stomach. The whole time keeping my eyes glued to his. I want him to know how much this means to me. This is so much more to me than just fucking Grant out of my system.

  From that first kiss, I knew he would never leave me.

  I know I am just going to have to learn how to live without him.

  But tonight, I’m imaging he’s mine forever and I want to make sure he knows how much I feel for him. Even after such a short-time, the feelings are so strong. It is like Grant placed a spell on me the first night in the studio. His words hooked me in, my body giving up. Taking a deep breath, I block tomorrow from my mind and know tonight will be amazing. I need to just live in the moment.

  My lips meet his stomach, a stomach that’s hard as steel. I feel the tension in his body start to ease. It’s replaced by that same electric current I feel when he went down on me. The anticipation builds for him as I work towards the top of his jeans. Without my lips leaving him, my hand wrestles with the button to release him from his prison. As his buttons pop, the zipper can’t hold him any longer. Slowly sliding down, I run my hand over the boxers that are the last line of defense. Smelling the lust on his body, I run my nose along the top of his boxers.

  Grant lets out a low deep groan that tells me he’s hanging on by a thread. It’s time to meet all of Grant, the part of him I know is going to make me realize how he really feels about me.

  “You smell so good, Grant. I can smell your lust and it is fucking hot. Can you cope with me getting my first taste of you?” Again, I look pleadingly into his eyes. All I can see looking back is eyes full of want.

  “Mmm,” is all he manages. For all the power this man has and the control he loves, I have him at the tip of my fingers. Although I want power, right at this moment, it’s the last thing I want to do to Grant. I don’t want to bring him to his knees. For some reason
, I want to be the one on my knees and being taken care of. Not having to think or do anything but just to feel.

  Taking his pants down, I watch his cock spring out. I bite my bottom lip in anticipation. I was right, in that no man I have been with was even comes close to the size of this strong man. His length and hardness make me think of what this man would feel like inside me. I want him, and I want him to know how much I want him.

  With my tongue out, I take a very slow swipe from his balls all the way up his penis and to the very tip. As I lick over his vein I feel his body twitch trying to stay still. Somehow Grant knows how important this is to me to give me this moment. I kiss the tip. It bulges and is purple from the tension he’s holding back. The first dribble of pre-cum pearls. I want to taste him. This is mine! I make him so turned on, he can barely hold back. The first lick of his head and the taste of him, has my pussy begging again. I can’t hold back. I latch onto him and take the whole of his cock in my mouth, as deep as I can. I’m never going to be able to take it all. My hand wraps around the base to keep up the rhythm I’ve started. I know Grant won’t last long so I want as much as I can get. I feast, and it’s amazing.

  I feel Grant’s hands in my hair, pulling to the point of pain. It just makes the whole head-job more sensual and fucking hot. I moan and suck while Grant takes control of the rhythm. He’s now controlling me, and I love it.

  Make me do what you want, Grant. Show me how to pleasure you the most.

  My other hand cups his balls, pulling them down to give him that balance between pain and pleasure. I feel he’s on edge, his balls pulling tight.

  Grant reefs me to my feet before I know what’ happening.

  “Fuck, you are amazing, baby. Nobody has ever sucked me off like that. I know one thing for sure. The first time I come tonight will not be in your dirty little mouth. When I finally let go, I’m going be buried balls deep in you and fucking you to the stars. On the bed now. I’m going to show you what it’s like to be fucked hard. So hard that I will fuck away any memories of any man that has gone before me. I can tell you now, that there will be no man that will ever follow me. This is the first fuck from the last man that you will ever have inside you. Then I’m going to make sweet passionate love to you all night long, so you know how good it is both ways.”

  I can’t think. No words come out of my mouth. I do as I’m told and crawl up the bed. Grant crawls over the top of me and pins me down. I wait, spread out in anticipation of what’s to come. This man had no idea what he’s doing to me. He doesn’t need to tell me he will be the last man I sleep with. He is ruining me for any other man. I know I can’t have him, but I won’t be able to let any other man have me, either. He’s about to claim me. There’s nothing more in this world I want more, than for him to claim me over and over again.

  “You have no idea what you’re doing to me, gorgeous. I can’t get enough of you.”

  “Then take me. God, please take me.”

  I don’t notice that he’s placed condoms on the side of my bed but before I can blink, he’s suited up and I can feel him waiting. His eyes question if I’m okay. Even this hot as hell alpha man with control issues ensures he has permission to go forward.

  No words are needed. Biting my bottom lip, I give a slight nod. Grant slams into me, hard and fast. I scream as he takes my breath away. He stills, allowing me to stretch and mold around him. When I open my eyes, he’s all over me. My lips, my neck and finally, he takes my breasts into his mouth like he owns them. The sensations spread throughout my body and I don’t know how to control myself. My hands grab at anything I can find. Tomorrow, Grant will have nail marks on his shoulders and on his ass cheeks, that’s guaranteed.

  Once I start to move, he takes that as a green light and starts to slam into me in the best possible way. I’m so worked up, it’s exactly how I want it. Hard, fast, and dominant. Grant takes what he wants from me. He buries himself so far into me, he hits my cervix with every thrust. He knows exactly just what angle to hit, to rub my G-spot and send me spiraling.

  “Baby, I am so close. You have me so close to coming and I am just starting. I need you to come with me. I want us to merge and become one. Let go, Zara, let me have you.”

  I don’t even need to reply. I’m already screaming so loud I’m sure everyone in the building can hear me. “Fuck, Grant…” While I ride the wave of my orgasm, I feel Grant thrust into me and let go. He’s letting go of all the pent up sexual frustration we’ve both been building for days. Slowly, I feel my body relax as Grant’s body melts around mine.

  He breathes deep and heavy. I feel him everywhere. His breath on my neck, his chest hairs tickling my nipples as our chests rise in sync. I feel his cock still deep inside me. My mind is a scrambled mess of emotions.

  I am falling hard.

  I want to let go.

  I want to be his.

  What about my dream?

  I need to stay strong and true to myself.

  What does that even mean?

  Chapter Nineteen

  Grant

  What have I done?

  I promised her tonight and then I’d walk away if she needed me to.

  I can never let her go now. Not after what we just felt. Zara can’t deny our connection.

  The feeling of her in my arms is something I will never forget. I wrap my arms tightly around her as I roll onto my back. Zara lying on my chest brings a sense of peace over me like I have never ever known. I just want to keep her here forever. Keeping her safe and happy will be my life. Whatever she wants, I will walk over hot coals for her.

  Running my hand over the back of her head and down her back, I hear her purring. Her breathing slows, her body molding around mine as we lay together as one.

  “Are you still with me, baby?” I ask, unsure if she’s drifted off into that post-sex slumber.

  “Mm hmm,” is all she manages, which tells me she’s headed into the orgasmic sleep where I hope she’s dreaming of me.

  “Sleep, my little one. We have all night and you will need your strength.”

  “Just tonight,” she mumbles. Then I hear the first of the deep breaths which tells me she’s asleep.

  I whisper to myself but hope her subconscious somehow hears me.

  “Yeah, baby, just tonight. And tomorrow night and every night after that. I’m not sure if I will be able to let you go.” Looking down at her snuggled up on my chest, I close my eyes and dream of what’s to come.

  Falling asleep with Zara is a sensation I’ve never had with another woman. I never stay the night, and make sure the women know that before clothes hit the floor. Most are cool with it but sometimes they become clingy after the sex and I feel like an asshole when they beg me to stay.

  I didn’t attach to anyone, until now.

  It has been such a short time, but Zara has hooked my heart and I’m attached to her in a way I am not sure how to deal with. I never understood Zach when he first met Emily. I was mad he kept everything from me about her and the kids. All of a sudden, he was putting other people before us and the business. I never understood it.

  Until now.

  Now that I have met Zara, she’s always at the front of my thoughts. I never thought anything could replace my family or the company. I love them with all my heart and have spent my life making sure they are protected and secure. I always thought one day, I might end up with someone who would complement that. That was so far from the truth.

  Zara in my life is already far more important than anything else. I just need to work out how I can convince her that I’m worth the risk.

  I would never treat her like her previous boyfriends had. I support her dream and will do everything in my power to help her and make sure she gets there. Everything, except giving her up. I know that’s an argument we will be having in the morning. Bring it on, my sassy little lady. I’m ready. You think you’ve seen a stubborn Grant before? Wait until you see this Grant, the man who wants you and is not letting you go. Nothing you can po
ssibly think of or how much you yell at me will make me give in. I will make you see that.

  Her delicate fingers running up my arm, pulls me back out of my thoughts. It’s a touch full of emotion and softness. I love her sassiness and stubbornness, but I love the tenderness more. Tenderness is what I need to show her. Zara needs to understand I can be that for her, too.

  “Hey there, how’s your little nap?” Placing my finger under her chin, I lift her face to look up at me. The look on her face is one of contentment and peace. She’s happy lying with me which makes me happy, too.

  “Did I wear you out? I hope you were dreaming of me?” A little blush creeps on her cheeks

  “Did you rest, too?” she asks without answering my question.

  “I closed my eyes for a few minutes but not to rest. Just to take in the moment of what just happened. You are amazing, Zara.” Immediately, her face drops, and she stares at my chest again.

  “No, don’t be shy with me. You need to know how beautiful you are. No woman even stands up compared to you. Why do you even doubt that?”

  “I am just plain old me. Someone who is not worth much to anyone. Not until I make something of myself. Then maybe they will see me as someone.”

  “Of all the things you can be, plain doesn’t even come close. Those dickheads who made you think that, I would love to get hold of them and beat the living shit out of both of them. I have never had to lay a hand on another man but there are a few in my sights now. If I ever find them, there will be no holding back.” I need her looking at me face to face for this discussion.

  Slowly rolling onto our sides, I realize I haven’t even cleaned up. I placed her softly on the pillow tucking the blankets around her making her feel safe for the moment.