One Night Stand

by Kylie Walker

  “So Heather how long are you staying here at the resort?”

  She wrinkled her nose. He thought it was cute as hell. “I wasn’t planning on staying at all, but the weather had other ideas.”

  “Oh, just here for a meeting?”

  “Something like that.”

  “Are you from Vancouver?”

  “Yes, born and raised. What about you?”

  “Born and raised in New York, but a relatively recent transplant to Vancouver.”

  “Did you come here for work?”

  Gavin was the one that made the face then as he told her, “Actually I came here for a woman. That didn’t work out, but my best friend lives here and the place kind of grew on me.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry...about the woman.”

  Gavin smiled. “Don’t be, it was for the best. Do you want another drink?”

  She looked like she was considering it before saying, “I better not. I have a dinner to go to later.”

  “Oh,” he said, disappointed. That let out asking her to go to the rehearsal dinner with him. He wasn’t quite ready to let her go though so he asked, “Do you play darts?” He smiled at how quickly that came out and asked again. “You ever throw a dart?”

  Her lips quirked at his question. “Once or twice.”

  A devilish grin formed on his face. “How about a quick game?”

  She looked at the time on her phone and said, “I guess I have time to beat you...I mean throw darts with you once.”

  God, he wanted to kiss those sexy, sarcastic lips. Instead he stood up and shot, “You’re on then.” She smiled and stood up.

  Even with those mile long legs he was about a foot taller than her, just tall enough to smell the coconut shampoo or product she used in her hair. He wanted to bury his face in it. “Ladies first,” he smiled. He let his eyes have a feast as she walked in front of him toward the back. Damn. He wondered how in the hell a woman like that was single. Of course he only assumed that she was single. Maybe he should ask. He tucked that question away for later and followed her. Once they were in the back they found an unoccupied dartboard in the corner and Gavin went over and pulled the darts out of it.

  He handed her the ones with the pink and white striped flags and her fingers touched his as she took them. That made him imagine all of the places on his body he would love for those fingers to touch. “Would you like me to give you a few pointers?” he asked as his lips curled into a small smile.

  Her own lips looked like they were suppressing a smile as she said, “Sure that would be awesome.”

  Trying to control his breathing and not sound like one of those heavy breathers in an obscene phone call, he positioned himself behind her. He felt her tense slightly as he wrapped an arm around her waist and took hold of her hand with the other. He felt her shudder and he really smiled as he moved his lips in close to her ear and said, “It’s nine tenths focus. Are you focused Heather?”

  In a shaky voice she said, “Um...yeah...”

  “Okay, good. The next step is to visualize what you want to happen next.” Like how he was visualizing moving his hands around and unbuttoning that shirt she was wearing and letting his hands explore what was underneath. “You got that visual Heather?” He felt her soft hair brush his face as she nodded. “You have to say it out loud, Heather. Hold the image in your head as you say it.”

  “I can see what I want,” she said in an almost breathless voice.

  “Okay, step three...feel it.”

  “Feel it?” Her voice was getting shakier.

  “Yeah, feel it. Imagine seeing it and then imagine what you’re going to feel when you see it.”

  She shivered. “I can feel it,” she said. She wiggled slightly and he felt her firm ass rub against the erection he had been fighting. He wondered if she had done it on purpose. He hoped so.

  “Okay,” his voice was deep and raspy. “Okay,” he said again. “Ready?” God, he was ready. He was ready to strip her down and take her right there.

  She whimpered, or at least that’s what it sounded like to his ears. He had known her for all of half an hour and he already wondered if she might be the death of him. After the whimper she cleared her throat, pulled her arm back further and took aim...and then she let go of the dart. It stuck in the green ring just outside of the red and white bull’s eye in the middle.

  “Woo hoo!” she cheered, pumping her fist in the air. Gavin chuckled and reluctantly let go of her and stepped back. When she turned to look at him with those clear blue eyes he had to remember to breathe.

  “I think I got hustled.”

  She grinned. “Well actually...it’s only being taken if there’s something riding on it.”

  He cocked an eye brow. “So, are you saying you want to make a bet?”

  “Sure, what do you want if you win?”

  He couldn’t help himself. He let his eyes follow every sexy contour of her body before resting them on her face. The color rose from her neck all the way to her roots. He wondered if she was simply embarrassed or is she felt what he was feeling too. The arousal wasn’t just throbbing in his pants, it had filled his veins now. “Hmm, I’m not sure,” he breathed out slowly. “What do you want, Heather?”

  She looked at him long and hard and her facial expression was so serious that he almost expected her to walk away. Just when he was about to say something to break the silence she said, “I want something different. I’m in the mood for a change.” He was about to ask her to clarify when her gaze dropped to below his waist and then slowly traveled back up to his face. He was sure she was feeling it too. She inhaled slowly and threw her next dart. It hit the bull’s eye. With a smile she threw the last one. That one landed in the triple section under twenty. She was going to kick his ass...and he was looking forward to it.

  “Change is good,” he turned toward the board. He could feel her eyes on him as he drew his arm back and threw the dart. It landed close to hers, but not as close to the bull’s eye as hers was. He grinned at her and said, “Hopefully you know exactly what you want. It looks like you’re going to beat me.” She looked at him again and her look confirmed exactly what she wanted and a fire began to rage deep in his core. He threw his next dart. It didn’t even hit inside the target.

  “Maybe I should have been the one to give you tips,” she laughed.

  Smiling he started to throw the next one but stopped mid-launch and turned back toward her. “I might be more focused if you told me exactly what we were playing for here.

  “If we put our heads together, maybe we can both come out winners.” She looked shocked as soon as she said it, like it had just popped out of her mouth. He turned his back to her so she didn’t see the grin that covered his face. He threw his last dart and completely missed the board. When he turned back toward her a deep blush covered her face. He stepped close to her and in a low voice he said, “It looks like I’m at your mercy. What do you want, Heather? Maybe another drink?” He hovered over her. He could almost feel the tension pouring off her body. God, he was dying to hear her scream out his name while she climaxed.

  “No, I think I’ve had too much already.” Her voice was small and breathless and the sound of it was turning him on even more. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her, he could feel it. He was convinced that she just wasn’t sure she wanted to admit it. His whole body ached with need as he watched her struggle with her own emotions. He stood silently next to her until she finally whispered, “You.”

  She was looking at the floor. He reached down and cupped her pretty face in his large hand and tipped it up so he could see those eyes. “That’s what I was hoping you would say.” He leaned down so that he was close enough to her lips that he could feel her breath on his own. “I want to make you scream in ecstasy, Heather. Are you up for that?”

  She nodded. He could feel her body shaking against his. It was easy to see that she didn’t do this often, if ever. He brought his lips down to her mouth and claimed it. He kissed her hard, probing
and tasting every part of her sweet mouth with his hungry tongue. He imagined what his tongue was going to do to the rest of her body when he got her back to his room and suddenly his need was so great that he wasn’t sure they would even make it. She whimpered when he broke the kiss and the sound of it went right through him. He pressed his forehead into hers and whispered, “You’re sure?”

  He held his breath, afraid that she might say no. She nodded, yes.

  “Say it again Heather. Tell me you want me.”

  “I want you,” she whispered. Her voice was filled with raw desire. He stood up straight and put a hand on the small of her back, steering her around the people that they had both forgotten were even there. He led her into the lobby and straight to the elevator. He pushed the button for the third floor and as soon as the doors closed he pushed her up against the wall with his body and kissed her again. She was gasping for air by the time the doors slid back open. He hoped she filled her lungs before they went inside because he intended to keep that mouth very busy.

  CHAPTER 6

  When they stepped into the room he closed and locked the door behind them. Heather felt a combination of terror and desire and her heart was slamming against her ribcage. The room was large and the curtains open to the view of the winter wonderland outside. She wondered if it was the weather making her crazy because she had to be crazy to do this...right? She felt his big hands go around her waist and he pulled her body into his hard frame. “Hey, we can call this off if you want to.”

  She brought her eyes up to his face and with a little smile she questioned, “Are you trying to talk me out of this?”

  “Hell no,” he grinned. Then in a serious tone he clarified, “I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

  “I want this,” she said. She couldn’t believe it, but she did. She wanted his hands and his tongue and his lips and body all over hers. He kissed her again, cutting off anything else she may have said, and this time while they kissed his hands roamed her body like he was trying to memorize every curve. He ran his hands up her sides just before he broke the kiss and brought her blouse up, buttons and all. She held her hands up and let him slip it over her head. He tossed it aside and moved back into the kiss. She could feel her nipples straining against the fabric of her bra, begging to be touched. He was kissing her hard as his hands continued their exploration and finally landed on the button of her skirt. He deftly unhooked it, unzipped it and let it fall to the floor and pool around her ankles. He pulled out of the kiss and looked at her standing in front of him now in nothing but a white lace bra and matching panties. She could practically feel the heat of his gaze as it traveled over her body. He locked his eyes onto hers as he reached back and unhooked her bra. She shuddered as she let it slide down her arms and she felt her breasts fall free and brush against the fabric of his flannel shirt. She was trembling with desire by the time his hands went to the waistband of her panties. He hooked his thumbs in the elastic and let his palms caress her legs all the way down as he slid them off. Heather lifted one foot and then the other, stepping out of them when he reached her ankles. His dominating hands were setting every fiber of her body on fire. She had never experienced anything like it.

  She reached for the buttons of his shirt. She was dying to see his body and touch it. As soon as she got the top two buttons unhooked he pulled it off over his head. She actually gasped at the sight of his cut chest and thick arms. He had one tattoo, a colorful tribal band that wrapped around his right bicep. Her fingers came up as if of their own accord and traced the design before he pulled her naked body up into his chest and kissed her again. While they kissed she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He helped her push them down, revealing the huge bulge in the front of his shorts. Her fingers once again moved in to have a feel and she relished the gasp as she cupped his throbbing cock in her hand.

  “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Heather.” He wrapped a big arm around her waist and the other across her shoulders. He tangled his fingers up in her hair and used the hold to tip her head back so that he could kiss her neck as he walked her back toward the bed. She was soaking wet by the time her knees hit the back of it. He lowered her down to a sitting position and then without hesitating he used one of his legs to pry hers open and dropped down to the floor in front of her. “I have to taste you,” he groaned in a desperate voice that gave her chills.

  His mouth went for her breasts first and she tangled her fingers in his thick hair while he licked and sucked on one and rolled the other between his fingers. There were fireworks exploding in her head and she was already on the verge of an orgasm...and he had yet to touch her wet pussy. She was pulling his hair and moaning when she felt his fingers stroke the inside of her thigh so close to her pussy that her muscles actually contracted and she felt more warm liquid slide down the insides of her thighs. Gavin let his fingers play in it while he continued to suck on her breasts and she shook and moaned. She actually cried out, loudly, when she felt him slide a finger between her wet folds and graze her swollen clit.

  She felt him smile into her flesh before he pushed her back so she was lying down with her legs still off the side of the bed. Once again he pushed her legs open and dove between them, immediately using his tongue to separate her lips. She was whimpering and shaking as he licked her from end to end, stopping to suck on her clit. He did that over and over before pushing his tongue into her as far as he could get it. His face was pressed into her and he reached down and lifted her legs and put them up on his broad shoulders.

  “Gavin...please....”

  He continued his attack with his tongue and at the same time he brought his fingers up and used two of them to probe, explore, tickle and drive her mercilessly toward her building climax. She had her back arched up off the bed. Her head was pressing down into the comforter and her hands were still in his hair. She felt the orgasm hurtling toward the surface and when it slammed into her, she had to bite down on her bottom lip to keep from screaming. It felt like a tidal wave slammed into her body as her toes curled and she gasped, “Jesus!” She had never had an orgasm before that she felt so deeply, but she felt that one to her very core. She couldn’t even speak but she knew what she wanted. She sat up and put her hands under his arms, urging him to his feet. He smiled at her and ran his tongue over his lips, licking off her glistening juices before getting to his feet. She grabbed his underwear and pushed it down, finally setting that huge cock free. She sat back up and ran her hands across his flat abs before sliding them down and letting both of them wrap around his hot, throbbing cock. She heard him suck in a hard breath as she lowered her mouth and softly licked the tip of it.

  She wanted to explore every inch of it. She let her fingers slide up and down the shaft and then go between his legs and explore the ultra-sensitive flesh behind his heavy balls. In the midst of her exploration she opened her lips and let his cock slide into her mouth. When it hit the back of her throat his entire body convulsed. She let him slide out slowly, using her tongue to touch every part of it as it did, before immediately sucking it back in. She did that over and over, changing the position of her hands or her tongue each time and even angling her head back more so that she could take him deeper. She opened her eyes at one point and looked up to see him watching her. The look of ecstasy on his face was almost enough to cause her to have another explosive orgasm. She let her hands slide around and cup the hard, tight cheeks of his ass and she squeezed and kneaded as she licked and sucked. He was moaning now and pulling hard on her hair. She loved it. She kept it up until she felt his cock pulse in her mouth, growing and hardening even more before he groaned, “Oh, god!” He pulled her head back with his grip on her hair and said, “That was so fucking amazing, but I have to be inside of you.”

  He reached down and lifted her up with seemingly little effort and he positioned her on the bed. The cool down comforter felt good against the back of her body in contrast to the heat that was pouring out of every other part of it. He cl
imbed up on the bed and hovered above her. She brought her legs up and wrapped them around his waist while her hands got busy again exploring his body and clutching onto his big shoulders. She arched her hips up further in a silent plea for him to slide up inside of her. She was glad when she heard the sound of a condom being opened. She had been so out of her mind with lust that she had forgotten that important part and it almost frightened her to think about it. She stopped what she was doing and watched him sheathe his raging erection and then without further ado he let his cock slide into her just a few inches. He was so thick that she felt her body stretching to accommodate him. He advanced slowly and when he was finally as deep inside of her as he could get he paused and let them both savor the feelings. Heather’s muscles were clamped down tightly around him and she marveled at how well he fit...like they had been custom made for each other.

  She could feel the silky heat of his sweat against her chest and her nipples throbbed with the memory of his mouth on them. He moved slowly for a few seconds, but he began to increase his pace with every thrust until he reached a steady, pounding rhythm. She had her hands on his shoulders and she folded her fingers so that the nails she wanted to dig into him wouldn’t pierce his hot flesh. The base of his throbbing cock slid smoothly against her engorged clit and his thrusts became harder and more urgent as his breaths became more ragged and his groans more pronounced. She grounded her hips up into him and let her hands drop down to her own breasts. He moaned out his delight at the sight of her gripping onto them, “So fucking sexy,” he breathed out while watching her slide one of her hands down between them. She stopped just above her mound and he lifted his hips, not breaking their contact but giving her room to find her clit. When she did, the combination of that glorious cock and the stimulation of her clit caused her to almost instantly seize up into her second orgasm.