Lady Guardians_Forgiven

by Reana Malori

  She lay on the bed naked, her clothes thrown to the side haphazardly. He, on the other hand, had taken the time to fold his clothes neatly and methodically before setting them on the chair. On the outside, they seemed so opposite, but she had an inkling they were more alike than they knew. That he hadn’t batted an eye when he saw her climb on her bike at the bar told her that her world wasn’t foreign to him. Or maybe he just wanted to take a walk on the wild side.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful,” his whispered words broke through her solitary thoughts.

  “Thank you. So are you.” She saw the scars on his body, but that only made him that much more attractive to her. Her gut told her he got them honestly, so she wasn’t concerned about that. It gave him character and added to the sexiness standing before her.

  He hesitated, “No. I’m not.” She noticed one of his hands touch a scar that crossed over his ribcage. Noticing her gaze, gave a derisive smile, “US Army, Afghanistan.”

  “And that, Reed ‘No Last Name Given,’ is why you’re beautiful.” If she hadn’t been staring at him so closely, she would have missed the slight wince that came over his features.

  “Damn, woman, you know exactly what I needed to hear.” He leaned down over her, pressing his bare chest against her softer mounds. His lips touched hers and it quickly escalated into something hot, wet and erotic. Hard to believe this was their first kiss. Then again, it was absolutely perfect, because it was exactly what they each needed.

  She moaned out loud as his hands roamed over her body. His large hand palmed one of her breasts, squeezing it tightly as he continued to kiss her as if his life depended on it. The thick ridge of his cock was hot against her thigh and wetness seeped from the tip as he rocked his body into hers. “Fuck,” he called out after he broke the kiss.

  Trailing kisses down her throat and collarbone, he paused once his mouth reached her nipples. Opening his mouth, he sucked on one of her full breasts, pulling the flesh into his mouth, his tongue laving the nipple within the warm, wet, cavern of his mouth. Her legs widened, opening for him even more as he settled in for what seemed like his favorite treat. The sensation felt so good, she could feel her body beginning to respond. Her hips began rotating in need as he drove her closer and closer to the edge with only his mouth. At the moment, she was about to tip over, he switched to the other breast and began taking her to the point of no return all over again.

  “Oh, Reed,” she moaned, finally finding her voice. If this is what he could do with his mouth, she wasn’t so sure she’d survive the night. But damn, she’d give it the old college try. “It feels so good.”

  Breaking away from her, he began trailing kisses down her body. Her stomach. Hips. Thighs. And then he hit pay dirt. Spreading her legs wide, his thick fingers pressed into her thick lower lips, wet with her essence. She glanced down her body to look at him and her breath caught in her lungs. He was looking up at her, his gaze filled with a look that made her whimper. One word popped into her head and she could think of nothing else to describe him at that moment.

  Predator.

  And she was his prey.

  At the first swipe of his tongue, her head fell back, and her legs went limp. At the second swipe, her hands reached down to grab onto the strands of his hair. Not sure if she meant to pull him closer or push him away. Either way, he didn’t move one inch and continued to focus all his attention on the hardened bundle of nerves resting between her legs. “Oh, fuck,” she called out into the silence of the room.

  Not one word. The man didn’t even pause in his ministrations. He just kept right on licking and sucking. Her hips began lifting from the bed, trying to get closer to his mouth, just as her screams got louder and louder. Pulling a pillow from the bed, she put it over her mouth to muffle the sounds. After a few seconds, Reed stopped. Shocked that he’d leave her hanging, she removed the pillow from her face, ready to curse him out. But, before she could say a word, he beat her to the punch.

  “Don’t cover your face again. I want to hear what I do to you. I want to know how I make you feel and I want your screams of pleasure in my ears. Let me hear you, baby.”

  Oh, gawd. Could this motherfucker be any better? “Okay,” was all she could say in response.

  As soon as she agreed, he dove back in with more vigor. His lips and tongue went into overdrive and she could feel the orgasm coursing through her body. “Fuck. Fuck. Reed. Yes,” she whimpered.

  Wrapping his hands around her hips, he held her body in one position as he pulled her clit between his lips and began sucking. Hard. Careening over the edge, she could feel her body release as her hips jerked up and down against his face. A scream of pleasure burst from her as Reed forced her body to take everything he gave. Tears flowed from her eyes as he refused to let up and continued to lick up every bit of essence that flowed from her.

  “Reed, please,” she begged.

  His mouth released her, and she fell into a state of numbness, which couldn’t have lasted more than a few seconds. The sound of foil ripping met her ears and she knew he hadn’t forgotten the condom. This brought a smile to her face. Opening her eyes, she watched him crawl up the bed and cover her body. That’s when she realized the lights were still on. With all her sexual bravado, she’d never had sex with the lights on. Reed was introducing her to all types of new experiences.

  “You ready for me, baby?” he asked while pressing the blunt head of his cock at her soaking wet entrance.

  “More than ready.” Grabbing his face, she pulled him in for a kiss, tasting herself on his lips. “Damn, I taste good.”

  “Better than anything I’ve ever tasted before.” He held her gaze as he pressed inside her. Although she knew he was large, feeling the burn and stretch as he entered her still took her breath away. “Stay with me, baby,” he muttered.

  “You’re so thick,” she whispered.

  “You got this. I know you can take me,” his words should have pissed her off, but they only made her want him more. This was no longer the sweet Reed. This Reed was the motherfucker who made sure you knew he was leading this charge and there was no retreat or surrender. “All this dick is just for you, Geneva. I want to give you so much tonight. I need you to feel all of me, baby. You can take this dick. Come on, baby. Ahhhhh, yes. There it is.”

  He slid all the way inside of her and she immediately began rocking up to meet him. She felt so full and damn it felt like heaven. “Oh god, yes!”

  “Isn’t that my line?” he joked, not once stopping his long strokes inside her body.

  Fucking her until she lost her will to speak, he never let up for a second. All the while whispering dirty, nasty words about how much his dick loved her pussy. How he wanted to fuck her until she forgot her name. His coarse words made her wetter, her body slickening as he took control of her body. She could do nothing in response but nod, whimper, and orgasm on command.

  One night was the plan, but after he’d just blown her back out for the third time, she was no longer sure one night would be enough.

  SUNLIGHT STREAMED through a crack in the curtains, hitting Geneva in the eyes. Turning over, she tried to get settled back into a comfortable position. She didn’t have work today and there was no need for her to wake up early. Her back was warm, and she moved her hand to adjust her blanket. It must have bunched up during the night. Just as she reached for the material, she heard a heavy moan in her ear and froze.

  What the fuck?

  She became instantly alert. Her eyes popped open with a clarity so intense she took in a sharp inhale. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Did she fall asleep? How could she make such a rookie mistake? Rule number one of a one-night stand, never fall asleep in the same bed. And just look at her now. Got all dickmatized and did the one thing that would surely come back and bite her in the ass.

  How the hell did she get out of this?

  Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and forced her brain to function without her beloved cup of coffee. You can do this, Geneva. Just
slide out of the bed, stroll your ass across the room and pick up your clothes. Okay, on the count of three. One…Two…Th…

  “I can feel you thinking. Planning to leave?”

  “Ahhhhhhh!” she yelled, jumping about two feet in the air. “You scared the hell outta me.”

  “Well, you were the one thinking so damn hard I could hear you in my sleep.” He moved, and the warmth covering her backside went with him.

  Knowing she was caught, she didn’t even try to hide it. “I shouldn’t have fallen asleep.” Looking over at the clock, she sighed. “It’s past eight in the morning. Time for me to head home.”

  “Don’t leave yet. Give us a little more time.”

  Tempted to take him up on his offer, she knew the smart thing to do would be to leave and never look back. The way he put it on her last night had her body craving for more of him. If she gave in and stayed for another round, she could see how this would end. She’d come back for a third and fourth, and it would continue from there. There’d be no way she’d willingly turn away from a man who could make her scream, cry, and smile with pleasure all at the same time. Waiting any longer would not make things any better for her. Turning her head to look at him, she peered into his deep blue eyes and felt herself getting caught up again.

  Making a quick decision, she flipped the covers away from her body and stood. “It was fun. I mean, you were amazing and everything. Thank you for a wonderful night.” Who cares if she sounded like a damn fool?

  “Thank you for a wonderful night? Is that really what you want to say to me?” That he seemed shocked amused her. This must be the first time the woman had left him dangling without begging for more.

  “Yes,” she returned. Picking up her clothes, she moved to the bathroom. A quick five-minute shower was in order, then she was getting on her bike and riding off into the sunset.

  Exactly ten minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom fully clothed. Steam billowed behind her and her hair was pulled back into a braid with her bandana covering the thick strands. Reed was sitting on the bed in the exact position she’d left him. And boy did he look annoyed.

  “I want to see you again,” he demanded.

  “You and I both knew what this was about. If we come across each other again, I’m sure this,” she said, motioning between the two of them, “will happen again.”

  “We don’t have to wait. Let’s plan for tonight.” His voice was calm but demanding, and she wanted to give in so badly.

  Standing, she picked up her keys and wallet from the table and began walking to the door. Looking at the dark-haired Adonis sprawled in front of her, she doubled back. Leaning over him, she trailed a hand through his hair, down his ruggedly handsome face, until it rested on his perfectly formed and slightly scarred chest. Tempted to lean down and take one more ride, she licked her lips as she thought about all the things he did to her body. Twice.

  “Baby, I guarantee you, if fate brings us back together again, I will gladly strip down and let you enjoy me to your heart’s content.” Giving him a soft kiss on his lips, she broke away, biting his bottom lip for one last taste. Lifting away from him, she flipped up the two fingers of her right hand in a peace sign. “Deuces, Reed.”

  Closing the door behind her, she leaned against the firm surface for a few seconds and gathered her bearings. She had no clue how she pulled that off and walked away from Reed. It was for the best. Her life was too much right now. Her career was in limbo, or at least her version of it. She had no idea how things would be at the office when she walked back through those doors.

  The one thing she didn’t need in her life was a man. Maybe another day, but not right now. Plus, Reed had no idea that she wasn’t just a bike riding badass. They’d shared only surface details last night. Enough to keep the conversation going. Hell, everything out of their mouths could have been a lie. She had no idea if he was telling the truth about anything he told her.

  Climbing on her bike, she started the ignition and rolled out of the parking lot. On any given day, the vibration of the bike between her thighs could soothe her soul. It wasn’t working today. It only magnified the soreness between her legs, another reminder of how she’d been well-loved last night. Taking in the empty roads in front of her, she allowed her mind to relax. If she were going to jump the cliff and do something daring, then she’d picked a doozy. No one would believe that the prim and proper Geneva Powers would pick up a sexy man in a bar and have a steamy all-night interlude that made her legs weak and left beard abrasions on the inside of both thighs.

  Making a split-second decision, she passed her exit and headed further down the road. She’d skipped going to the Club last night, but she needed to visit today. There was always someone to talk to, even if they didn’t have an opinion. Even if she didn’t tell them what she’d done last night, she still didn’t want to be alone today.

  Pulling up to the Club, she walked into the quiet room and noticed a few ladies hanging out. It was Friday morning after all and some people worked, others didn’t, or they worked different hours. Calling out a greeting to a few folks, she walked over to the kitchen and saw breakfast had been made. It was simple, but that was all she needed. Grabbing some eggs and bacon, she also filled a mug with coffee and made her way over to the table in front of the television.

  “Hey G, what’s up girl?” Deuce, the Club’s Vice President, walked up with a cup of orange juice. She hated coffee and swore the stuff made her mind sluggish.

  “Hey, Deuce. I’m good. Just needed to come in for downtime. Anything going on today?”

  Sitting in the chair next to her, she shook her head. “Not today. It’s going to be slow since Diamond had to go visit the National Chapter for a meeting. Things are low key around here, so hang out if you need to. I have to finish up some paperwork, but I should be done in the next hour or so.”

  Just then, breaking news came on the television. Geneva froze as the newscasters shared the latest tragedy.

  JUST IN, local businessman Dave Martin was found dead in his home this morning. Police are reporting his death as a suicide, but have indicated they are still investigating all angles. Mr. Martin was the Chief Financial Officer at JRL Investments and was arrested last evening on charges of embezzlement of more than three million dollars from the company’s accounts. He was released on bail late last evening. We’ve reached out to John Livingston, the CEO of JRL Investments for comment, but we have not heard back from them. On to other news…

  “WAIT, G, isn’t that your company? That dude Dave Martin is your boss, right? Damn girl, what you know about this?”

  “Oh fuck, Alicia. This shit is not good. Let me fill you in. It all started yesterday when I was called in a meeting with our CEO...” Geneva shared the whole messy story and didn’t stop talking until it was all out in the open. Everything except her little rendezvous with Reed.

  “This gonna have any blowback on you?”

  “Honestly, I don’t think so. Hell, I don’t know. I need to call the CEO and see if he’ll talk to me. But, this affects me, so it affects the Club. Whenever you’re ready to tell Prez, let me know. I’m ready.”

  “Go make your call. I’ll hit you up in a minute,” Alicia said, walking to her office.

  Dialing the number of her CEO’s personal assistant, she took a deep breath and hoped like hell this situation wasn’t going to get any worse than it already was.

  Chapter Four

  Reed walked into his living room, sat on his couch and took a long swig of his beer. Hair still wet from his shower, his mind wandered back to the woman he’d met last night. His cock hardened just thinking about her taste, her smell, and her tight fucking pussy. No woman ever made him want to go back for seconds, but this one did. Her moans had filled the room as he’d pounded into her, taking his fill of everything she was offering.

  “Damn. Forget about her,” he grumbled into the silent room. Picking up the remote, he flipped the channels looking for something good to watch. Maybe if he
filled his brain with the mindless dribble on television, he’d forget all about the ebony goddess who’d made last night unforgettable. He stopped on a movie channel when the lead actress caught his attention. Not that she looked anything like his Geneva, but something about her reminded him of the woman that he couldn’t stop thinking about. Wait a minute. His Geneva? Nah, she wasn’t his yet, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t keep trying to change that.

  He knew the bartender at that place last night knew who she was. At the bare minimum, he knew her enough to nick her name to G, rather than call her Geneva. Who was he to her? Friend or more than friends? The thought kept volleying through his head and he was surprised that he felt uneasy at the thought of Geneva being with another man. Hell, he’d just met her. There was no reason for him to even have these thoughts about her.

  Maybe he just hadn’t gotten enough from her last night. This morning, she ran out of the hotel room like a bat out of hell. Damn, did he have the cooties or something? A loud growl filled the room. “Stop being a bitch, Reed,” he yelled at himself. Throwing the remote to the side, he stood and walked into the kitchen. Maybe he was just hungry. If he cooked a meal, it would take his mind off Geneva’s delectable body, soft lips and beautiful eyes.

  There was something about her that called out to him and made him want more. In all his thirty-five years, he’d never obsessed over a one-night stand like this before. He’d never cared. There was always someone else waiting in the wings for him to show them some love. In all his memory, he couldn’t think of a time when he’d spent the day thinking about a woman. But today, he couldn’t get his fucking mind off her. Fuck, where was his beer?

  A short time later, he was back on the couch watching the sports channel when his cell phone began buzzing. Glancing down, he saw the message and a smile spread across his face. Taking a swig of his beer to wash down the steak, he picked up his phone and unlocked the screen. Finally, something to get his mind right.