TarotCafeSeries_bundle

by Lynn LaFleur

“Are you ready?” he drawled in a low voice.

  Now there’s a loaded question. “I will be by the time you get here.”

  “How do I do that?”

  “Take the main road west through town. Drive about three miles and turn left on County Road 2012. I’m the second house on the right, number 406.”

  “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

  Teanna’s butterflies took flight again. She could still masturbate before he arrived. As hot as she felt right now, it wouldn’t take but a few swipes across her clit.

  No. The next time I come, I want it to be with James.

  The doorbell rang as she tucked her cell phone into her small purse. One more quick look in the mirror, one more deep breath to calm her racing heart, and she hurried to the door.

  She forgot to breathe when she saw him. He wore a dark blue button-down shirt with the long sleeves rolled up to the middle of his forearms. His baggy navy pants were creased, his black shoes shiny. His hair was clean and brushed back from his face. He looked like he’d stepped off the page of a men’s fashion magazine.

  “Good evening,” he said softly. His gaze passed over her from head to toes and back again. “You look amazing.”

  “So do you.”

  He dipped his head, then held out one hand to her. “Shall we go?”

  She let him guide her outside to his SUV parked in front of the garage. He opened the passenger door and helped her onto the seat, his hand trailing over her bare arm.

  “I’m sorry to mess up your lipstick, but I have to kiss you.”

  His lips covered hers in a kiss full of desire and a promise of what would happen between them later this evening. Teanna parted her lips, brushed the tip of his tongue with hers. He touched her cheek with his thumb, caressing it while he kissed her so tenderly.

  She would gladly say to hell with dinner and take him to bed right now.

  James ended the kiss with one more tender lick of her lips. He closed her door, rounded the hood and climbed into his seat. Once they’d both fastened their seat belts, he started the engine.

  “I made reservations at a steakhouse in Dallas. Is that all right?”

  “I could probably find a frozen pizza in the house. Then we wouldn’t have to leave.”

  Chuckling, he slid the gearshift into reverse. “That idea is tempting, but no. I want to take you someplace special.” He gave her a heated look that sent the butterflies into flight again. “We’ll have plenty of time for dessert later.”

  Chapter Six

  James pulled onto the county road that led to Teanna’s house. In only a few minutes, he’d get to hold her, touch her, the way he’d longed to since he’d picked her up earlier this evening.

  That first tumble with Cindy Perkins when he was fourteen convinced James that he liked sex. When he formed the band and their popularity took off, his sex life took off too. A different woman every night fit him perfectly. He didn’t care if he saw her again as long as he could sink his cock into a wet pussy.

  He’d never realized how pathetic he’d been until now.

  It was different with Teanna. Yes, he wanted her. He’d longed to make love to her from the first time he’d seen her at The Tarot Café. But that was the difference. He wanted to make love to her, not just fuck her and be on his way to the next conquest.

  He looked at their entwined hands resting on the console between the seats. He ran his thumb over the back of her hand. Her hands were soft, her fingers long and slim. He imagined them running through his hair, touching his skin…

  The gentle squeeze of her hand drew him back to the present. He glanced at her. “Almost there.”

  “I know.”

  James turned into the driveway and headed toward the pad in front of the garage. “No, don’t park here,” Teanna said. “Take that driveway to the left.”

  James did as she said, following the graveled driveway to the back of the house. Teanna’s car was parked beneath a carport next to what looked like an addition that had recently been built onto the house. James pulled in behind her car and turned off the engine.

  The sudden quiet was broken only by the hoot of a nearby owl. James smiled. So many things he’d experienced for the first time on this trip.

  “Why are you smiling?” Teanna asked.

  “Just enjoying the sound of the owl. You don’t hear many of those in L.A.”

  “You’re from Los Angeles?”

  Damn it, he hadn’t wanted to admit that. He’d told Teanna he was from Southern California and planned to leave it at that. “Yeah.”

  “Lanville is very different from Los Angeles.”

  “True. But I like it. Everyone I’ve met so far has been friendly. I’m glad I decided to stop here.” He took her hand again. “For a lot of reasons.”

  His eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough to see her smile. “I’m glad you decided to stop too.”

  He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it. “Shall we go in?”

  James rounded his vehicle and helped Teanna from the seat. Placing his hand on the small of her back, he followed her into the house.

  She led him into the living room. A single lamp burning low on an end table by the couch cast a soft light around the room. Bright and cheery but also cozy, the room reflected Teanna’s feminine style. He wouldn’t be surprised to learn she decorated it herself. “Nice.”

  “I love it. My aunt and uncle built this addition onto the house three years ago. They never interfered when I had friends here and we took over the house, but the privacy has been nice. I have everything I need except a kitchen. It’s through there.” She pointed to a door in the center of the wall. “Very handy for a midnight snack.”

  James chuckled and rubbed his stomach. “I doubt either of us will want a midnight snack after that huge meal.”

  “It was delicious.” Teanna laid her purse on the coffee table. “I think the only thing we need after such a wonderful meal is a brandy.” She gestured toward the entertainment center. “Why don’t you look through my CDs and find something to play while I get our drinks? I’ll warn you, I listen to classical.”

  The P.J. Kendall Band had played rock, but James had always enjoyed a variety of music. “I’ll bet I can find something I like.”

  She smiled. “I’ll be right back.”

  James knelt before the stereo and rummaged through Teanna’s music. She’d told the truth when she said she listened to classical. Mozart, Bach, Beethoven, Chopin. She had several CDs by every classical composer, plus modern composers like Andrew Lloyd Webber.

  He drew out a CD and slipped it into the player. The soft strands of Pachelbel filled the air. Teanna came back into the room with two snifters of brandy. Standing, he took one snifter and gazed at her over the rim of his glass as he sipped the smooth liquid. “Very good.”

  Teanna led the way to the couch. James sat on the opposite end from her. The couch was small, not much bigger than a loveseat. He didn’t touch her when he sat, although their bodies were less than a foot apart. He wanted to touch her, so much that his cock had been half hard all evening.

  Although he desired her fiercely, he also enjoyed simply being with her. Conversation had flowed easily between them during dinner and the drive to and from the restaurant. There had been an undercurrent of desire, yet James had truly enjoyed talking with Teanna. She was charming and intelligent with a great sense of humor. He didn’t think he’d ever “clicked” so perfectly with a woman.

  But then, he’d never taken the time to get to truly know a woman in the last nine years. It’d been “thanks for the fuck, have a nice life, I’m outta here.”

  “Where are you going when you leave Lanville?” Teanna asked.

  He had no intention of leaving Lanville, but knew it wasn’t time to tell Teanna that. “I don’t have any plans. I’m just driving.”

  She swirled the brandy in her glass. “It must be nice to have that freedom, to drive without a destination in mind.”

 
“I’ve enjoyed it. Although it would be nice to have someone with me. Someone to talk to.” He couldn’t ignore the need to touch her any longer. Stretching his arm along the back of the couch, he brushed his fingertips over her upper arm. “Eat with.” One finger trailed down her arm to her hand. “Make love with.”

  He looked back at Teanna’s face in time to see her swallow. “You’re an extremely handsome man, James. Surely you met women during your travels who were willing to…be with you.”

  “Thank you for the compliment, but I wasn’t interested in anyone.” He drew small circles on the back of her hand with his fingertip. “Until you.”

  James chuckled at how much that sounded like a pick-up phrase. “I’m surprised you aren’t rolling your eyes. That was a really bad line.”

  “It isn’t a line if it’s the truth.”

  “It’s the truth, Teanna. You make me feel…”

  For the first time in his life, he truly wanted to impress a woman and had no idea what to say. Words flowed easily when he wrote songs. Now, they completely deserted him.

  She tilted her head. “I make you feel what?”

  The next song on the CD gave him the opportunity to ignore a question he didn’t know how to answer. He set his snifter on the sofa table behind the couch, stood and offered Teanna his hand.

  “Dance with me.”

  She set down her glass and took his hand. James pulled her into his arms as the strands of Canon filled the room. Teanna’s living room had little space for dancing, but they didn’t need much. He wrapped his arms around her waist and swayed to the music.

  Her warm breath brushed his throat, her fingers played with the hair on the back of his neck. He hugged her closer to his body until they touched from chests to thighs. Her soft breasts flattened against his chest sent a surge of lust through his whole body. James’ cock grew heavier, harder. Sliding his hand down to her ass, he tugged Teanna even closer so she’d have no doubt how she affected him.

  She moaned low in her throat. “That feels good.”

  “You feel good.” He tightened his grip and shifted his hips from side to side, brushing his hard rod against her mound as he dropped kisses from beneath her ear to her shoulder. “I’ve wanted you since the first moment I saw you.”

  “I’ve wanted you too.”

  James pulled back so he could look into her eyes. He saw the proof of her desire in the brown depths. He slid his hand behind her neck. Her lips parted in silent invitation. Slowly, he lowered his head and kissed her.

  He’d kissed her with hunger at the cabin, with tenderness in his SUV. This was a kiss of hello, a kiss that said he wanted to get to know her better. He moved his mouth over hers one way, then the other. He didn’t use his tongue, but simply kissed her, again and again.

  Her lips were soft and giving beneath his, with a hint of the brandy she’d sipped. James kept the kisses easy and gentle, even though he wanted to ravish her mouth. He wanted to claim her as his, with his kiss, his cock, his body.

  His soul.

  Moments passed before James raised his head. He watched Teanna’s eyes struggle to open. Her breathing sounded raspy, her breasts rose and fell rapidly. If he slid his hand inside her panties, he knew he’d find her pussy wet and open.

  He reached up and removed the clip from her hair. The blonde strands fell past her shoulders in soft waves. He buried his hands in it and kissed her once more. “We can keep dancing and enjoy our brandy, or we can make love. It’s up to you, Teanna.”

  She didn’t answer him with words, but took his hand and led him to her bedroom.

  James waited by the end of the bed while Teanna turned on a lamp. Soft light fell on the queen-sized sleigh bed. He glanced at the many pillows piled on it in the same colors as the living room furnishings.

  After that, he saw nothing but her.

  She stepped in front of him. Looking into his eyes, she released the first button on his shirt.

  James laid his hands on her hips. His gaze traveled between her hands and her face as she moved to the next button. She released each one, pulled the shirttail from his pants and spread his shirt wide.

  “Oh my,” she whispered.

  Her obvious pleasure at the sight of his chest pleased him. Exercise had helped to work off the booze. He’d stayed in shape for himself, not to please anyone else. All those hours of sweat had been worth it to see the desire in her eyes now.

  He sucked in a sharp breath when Teanna kissed the center of his chest. With her lips still pressed to his flesh, she tugged his shirt down his arms to fall to the floor behind him.

  James tunneled his hands into Teanna’s hair. He lifted handfuls to his nose and inhaled deeply, savoring the flowery fragrance of her shampoo. Every time he’d gotten close enough to her tonight to smell her hair, desire had curled in his stomach. He’d imagined that mane spread over a pillow while he thrust inside her. Or spread over his stomach as she took his cock deep in her mouth.

  She reached for his belt buckle. James laid his hands over hers to still her movements. “I think it’s only fair that I get to remove something of yours now.”

  A lovely blush filled her cheeks. “Am I going too fast? I want to see you. All of you.”

  “No, you aren’t going too fast, and I feel the same way about you.” He twirled one finger. “Turn around.”

  She obeyed him instantly. James slid down the zipper on the back of her dress, exposing her creamy skin an inch at a time. The zipper stopped right below the elastic band of her thong. He moved aside her hair and kissed her nape as he slid the dress off her shoulders. It slithered past her hips and landed at her feet.

  He had only a moment to admire her ass before Teanna leaned against him. James wrapped his arms around her, one hand splayed low on her belly, one cradling a lace-covered breast. The firm flesh more than filled his hand.

  “You have a beautiful body, Teanna.” He worried her earlobe between his teeth. Her nipple beaded in his palm. “And very responsive.”

  She groaned when he slipped his hand between her thighs. Her panties were warm and damp. He cupped her mound, his fingers gently massaging the swollen folds. “Tell me what you need me to do. I want to make you come.”

  Teanna clasped his hand and pushed it inside her thong. “Touch me.”

  His cock grew even harder at the feel of her smooth, creamy pussy. He danced his fingertips across her clit and along the slit. One finger ventured inside her channel. “Where? Here?” He pushed his finger farther inside her and pressed up, searching for her G-spot. Her quick intake of breath proved he found it. “Or here?” He withdrew his finger to rub it across her clit.

  Her head fell forward, her fingernails dug into his thighs. “I think you vote for your clit.” James nuzzled beneath her hair so he could whisper in her ear. “Maybe you’d rather have my tongue than my hand.”

  She whimpered and her body trembled. James nipped her shoulder. “How about hand now and tongue later?”

  “Stop teasing me.”

  “I’m not teasing you. A slow buildup is nice.”

  A quick flick of his fingers and he unsnapped her bra. He tunneled his hand beneath the lace to caress her bare breast. He moaned at the feel of the soft weight in his hand.

  “Your breasts are incredible.” He plucked at her nipple until it peaked. More cream oozed from her channel to wet his fingers. He spread the moisture over her clit and circled the swollen nub with two fingers. “Big and full and firm. I’ll bet your nipples are delicious. I can’t wait to have one in my mouth.”

  Teanna spread her legs and arched her hips toward his hand. “More,” she breathed. “Faster.”

  Her skin grew damp. Soft pants came from her mouth in time to her movements. Her heart pounded beneath his palm. Her nipples became even harder. James knew those were all signs that Teanna was close to orgasm.

  He pressed his cock against her ass. He was so hard he ached, but Teanna’s needs were more important than his own. He rolled her nipple betw
een his thumb and forefinger, pushed two fingers deep inside her pussy. “Come for me, Teanna.”

  He’d barely uttered the words when the walls of her channel clamped onto his fingers, milking them with each contraction of her climax.

  “Ohhhhhhhhhhh.” Teanna’s entire body shuddered. “James. Yes!”

  He held her as she came down from the heavens, his hand on her breast, his fingers inside her. Eyes closed, she laid her head on his shoulder. James kissed the sensitive area beneath her ear. “You okay?”

  “No. All my bones are gone.”

  He smiled. He liked that she could tease, even while the tremors of her orgasm still flowed through her body. “Then it’s a good thing I’m holding you.”

  His fingers slipped from inside her when she turned to face him. She wore the look of a well-satisfied woman. “I needed that.”

  “I’m happy to serve.”

  She ran her fingers into his hair and tugged his head down for a kiss. She swiped her tongue across his lips, pushed it inside his mouth to touch his. James clasped Teanna’s ass and pulled her tight against his shaft. He didn’t know how much longer he could wait to be inside her.

  The abrupt end to their kiss surprised James. Teanna pushed hard on his chest, hard enough that he lost his balance and fell back on the bed. Before he could move, Teanna straddled his hips.

  She gave him a wicked smile. “Now it’s my turn to tease.”

  Chapter Seven

  Her legs were weak, yet Teanna still found the strength to straddle James’ hips. He’d given her a staggering orgasm with his hands, but she’d wanted more. She’d wanted to see his body, touch it. She’d wanted to feel his hard cock slide into her pussy.

  So now, it was her turn to play with him.

  First she simply stared…at his wide shoulders, muscled arms, broad chest. A fine web of light brown hair spread over his chest and narrowed down his belly to swirl around his navel. Teanna ruffled it with her fingertips. “I love hair on a man’s chest. It’s so sexy.”

  She moved her hands over his stomach, his chest and up to his shoulders. Starting at his collarbone, she dragged her fingernails down his body to his belt. James hissed and arched his back.