by Aubrey Rose
The thought evaporated as soon as it formed. Hot, demanding lips covered hers. She stood there, unable to move, about half a second before her body registered the flames of desire, licking from her mouth to the folds between her legs where her clit had lain dormant for more years than she wanted to admit.
She slid her hands over his arms, and her arms twined around his neck to draw him closer into the kiss. His tongue urged her mouth open further for his exploration, and she willingly went for the ride.
With a deep moan ‑‑ she wasn’t sure which one of them made the sound, but it sounded so erotic, she didn’t care ‑‑ the world around her slipped away to be replaced by questing hands and lips. She felt him step back and without hesitation, she followed. A few strides later she heard a ‘click’ before he pushed her onto a leather seat.
They were in a car? She frowned and pulled away enough to register the back of Allen’s limousine.
“W-where’s the driver?”
“Who gives a shit?”
His lips and hands were everywhere. Her ear, her neck, between her breasts, over her breasts…God, he felt so good. Ripples flowed across the skin of her abdomen, and she sucked in a breath with a hiss.
Yes, yes, go lower, please.
When he cursed and grabbed the waist of her hose, she lifted her hips to allow him to pull them down to her knees. She looked at his flushed face and the vein that throbbed in his temple. Desire overwhelmed her; she spread her legs as wide as she could. She giggled. It’s a good thing she had bought the panty-lined hose instead of wearing --
“Yes!” She arched her back off the seat into the warmth of his mouth.
At the touch of his tongue against her clit and the feel of long fingers deep within her vagina, she forgot all about pantyhose. She moved her hips with the rhythm Nathan’s lips and tongue set between her legs.
Her heart beat fast, and her breathing sounded labored. Her nerves and muscles tightened. Rose clenched his hair with both her fists and rocked her pelvis hard against his mouth and hand. “Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, ohhhh…” The orgasm hit so hard she bucked her hips and felt Nathan’s tongue lose contact with her clit.
“N-no.” She rolled her head from side to side.
“I’ve got you.” He pulled her hips to him and held her down while he buried his head deep into her crotch and continued the sucking, licking motion, which felt so damn good.
God bless America. He had never eaten a pussy so sweet. But, what sent him to the edge were the sounds she made before she came, when she came, and after she came. A mixture of whimpers, moans, and groans, so erotic he had to find out what kind of sound she would make when his cock buried to the hilt in her hot, little body.
Rising on his knees, he unhooked his belt and loosened his pants. With a mind of its own, his hard-on jumped from the restraint of the material. A drop of liquid heat from her warm cunt would be all it’d take to make him come.
Nathan looked at her spread out beneath him like some sacrificial virgin on an altar, her skin creamy white against the dark leather.
He frowned. Where was her blouse? He couldn’t remember how he’d gotten the thing off her but did know she’d helped him. Her skirt twisted around her waist; her pubic hair glistened from the combination of her juices and his saliva.
He traced the lips of her cunt with his finger and watched the sensitive, pink flesh quiver. His cock jumped at the sight, and he wanted more than anything to bury himself deep inside her body. Maybe she’d help him again when the time came to roll the condom the length of his cock.
His eyes met hers for a second. He gasped for breath at the intense look of desire on her face. He lifted his chin at the same time he pushed his dick down to motion her to come to him.
He witnessed a moment of hesitation, but she understood what he wanted. He held his breath and watched her scoot from beneath him enough to support her weight on her hands. The look she gave him before she took his cock into her mouth would melt steel. He felt the singe all the way to his toes. He’d fought the desire for six months. He couldn’t fight any longer.
Her hot lips slid around his flesh. Nathan closed his eyes, and leaned his head back. Damn, she felt good. He rocked his hips up and back, while his hand wrapped around the base of his shaft to keep control. He wanted to come within the folds of her cunt, not her mouth, at least, not this time. He tried to pull back, but couldn’t.
Her head moved forward, and with the strong suction of her mouth, she took him deeper into her throat. On the way back to the tip of his dick, she circled her tongue around the shaft, then licked the head before she opened wide and swallowed him again.
Nathan didn’t have the time, or the strength, to struggle against what she did to him. The urge to come grew unbearable. The shimmery sensation spread from his toes and thighs into his balls. The muscles in his back tightened, but he didn’t notice the kinks from the night before. The only sensations were the heat and suction of her pouty mouth as she brought him closer to orgasm.
A knocking sound penetrated his thoughts, but he tried to ignore the intrusion. Go away. I’m almost there. The knocking grew louder, and Rose’s sweet mouth slowed to a stop.
He opened his eyes and looked down. His dick throbbed between her lips, and she blinked her eyes, as if focusing. He frowned and pushed his hips forward to bring her back to him, but she looked up with an expression of horror on her face and hastened away to the far end of the seat with a hand across her wet mouth. The sudden loss of her suction made him ache.
“Mr. Graham, Ms. Daniels, are you okay?” The muffled question echoed through the limousine with the sound of fists pounding on the window.
“Goddammit!” Nathan pushed away from Rose with the sudden realization of his actions. He grabbed his cock and shoved the traitor into his pants. His back to Rose, he took a deep breath and eased his body to the door. Once there, he slicked a hand through his hair, then laid a palm against the window to steady himself. His entire body shook in an effort to gain control.
“It’s okay, Rodney, we’re just…” ‑‑ he turned and watched Rose adjust her skirt ‑‑ “…finishing a discussion.” Her cheeks were red, and she wouldn’t look at him. Nathan didn’t know if her attitude was a clever act, or if she was truly upset over what had happened between them. He knew he was. No one, since he had climbed out of the gutters, had ever made him lose control like she had just done. If she’d given Allen a blow-job like that, Nathan knew why the old man had hauled her off to his private domain. Oral sex had been his friend’s biggest sexual weakness.
He frowned, not sure he liked the idea of Rose’s lips wrapped around another guy’s dick.
“Oh.” There was a pause on the other side of the vehicle’s plated glass. “I-I thought I heard someone crying.”
Nathan puffed up his cheeks and blew the air out slow. “That was Ro ‑‑ Ms. Daniels.” He faced the door, but hung his head to stare at the carpet pattern. “She’s still upset over Mr. Richard’s…um…death.”
“Of course, I understand.” Another pause. “If there’s anything --”
“She appreciates that, Rodney. Just give us a few more minutes, and we can be on our way to meet the lawyer.”
“Yeah, sure, Mr. Nathan, take all the time you need. No hurry at all.”
Nathan closed his eyes in relief when the sound of the chauffeur’s voice drifted away. If the guy suspected anything, he would keep it to himself. Allen had paid the ex-con a good deal of money to be discreet when it came to matters of business and…
He turned to face Rose and ignored the angry look in her eyes.
…pleasure.
Her hair mussed and her lipstick smeared over her swollen lips, she looked like she’d just been fucked. He sighed and glanced through the tinted sunroof. Sorry, Allen, but I’m the bastard who is about to do just that the first chance I get.
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What people are saying about
One Thing Leads to Another
A spunk
y heroine like Rose is just what Nathan needs as he struggles with his torments and private hell. I laughed and cried with them from the first page until the last.
-- Kai Andersen, author of A Question of Royalty (Coming soon from Loose Id)
Combustible chemistry between the hero and heroine right from the start, deadly secrets in the background and lots of hot sex throughout… One Thing Leads to Another is explosive and makes you want more.
-- Treva Harte, author of Queen’s Rules 2: King of the Castle (Loose Id)
Rose Daniels has a lot to learn and Nathan Graham is just the man to teach her in One Thing Leads To Another. With only six months to learn the prostitution business, Rose has no choice but to accept the very hands-on teachings of her new partner. Part murder mystery, part red-hot romance, Sheri Gilmore keeps all the plates spinning as this erotic whodunit reaches its exhilarating climax.
-- Stephanie Vaughan, author of Cruel to be Kind (Loose Id)
