by Marilyn Lee
“I suppose you expect me to explain or apologize for kissing you.” She lifted her chin. “Well, I don’t plan to do either. It happened. Deal with it.” She pushed past him and walked towards the kitchen.
He turned to stare after her. He’d never seen this facet of her character. He tossed his gloves and coat onto the living room sofa and followed her into the kitchen. He leaned against the wall, watching as she unpacked the groceries he’d bought.
She turned to face him. “What?”
He shrugged, slipping his hands into his trouser pockets. “Actually, I wanted to apologize. I think you misunderstood what I said.”
“No, I didn’t. You made your lack of interest exceedingly clear. I got the message, so don’t worry.”
He stared at her, intrigued. Where had this fascinating woman been hiding the last nine years? “We’ve always been able to talk about anything, Sharde. Let’s not start building walls now.”
She turned the propane-powered hotplate on before looking at him again, a weary look in her eyes. “What is there to discuss? I lost my head for a few moments and–”
“And so did I. And you know what, Sharde? I’d like it to happen again. Are you still willing?”
She turned away from him and began seasoning two steaks. Noting how her hands shook, he straightened and walked over to her. He turned her to face him. “Are you seeing anyone?”
She shook her head.
He clasped her hands in his, bringing them to rest against his chest. “You know I’m not either, but the... interlude in the snow is ample proof that we both have needs that aren’t being met.”
She looked up at him, her eyes wide and dark. “What’s your point, Jeff?”
“That we should help each other during this dry period.” She frowned and he changed gears. “Or at least for this weekend.”
“Are you saying we should become lovers for the weekend?”
Her voice was low and breathy. Imagining how it would sound moaning in his ear as they had sex made him hard. “It’s a long weekend and we’ll no doubt be stranded here for the next few days. We have to do something to pass the time.”
“What?” She jerked away from him.
Smooth. Very smooth, Calder. That was one of the dumbest things you’ve ever said to a woman. “That came out all wrong.”
“Did it?”
He closed his eyes briefly. Damn, if she was going to start challenging everything he said, she’d make him nuts. “Yes! I didn’t mean it like it sounded.”
She went back to the steaks. He watched her stab seasoning slits into the steak with little regard for the fact that she was in danger of mangling the expensive meat.
She slung the steaks into the barely warm frying pan, chopped huge hunks of onions and peppers on top, and turned to face him, the knife still in her hand. “Fine.”
He blinked at her. “What?”
“I said fine.”
“I heard what you said. But what did you mean?”
“What do you think I mean?”
“You want to sleep with me?”
She lifted her chin, a hint of rose staining her cheeks. Strange how he’d never noticed that she blushed so charmingly. Her eyes sparkled like dark, beautiful jewels. “Not necessarily you, but with a man? Yes.”
He tightened his lips. “Are you saying any man would do?” He’d never given her love life much consideration, but now the thought of her sleeping around didn’t sit well with him.
“Wouldn’t any woman do for you?”
“No, any woman would not do. I don’t sleep with just anyone in a dress.”
She smiled, revealing an enchanting dimple in her right cheek. “Then isn’t it lucky I’m wearing pants?”
He stared at her in amazement. How had he never realized how... interesting she was? She took him from lust to anger right back to burning lust in a matter of moments. The next few days were going to be a journey of discovery. He planned to enjoy every moment of them.
She put the knife down and walked over to him. Placing her hands against his chest, she leaned into him and pressed a long, satisfying kiss against his mouth. She kissed him with a hunger that sent his cock rapidly expanding along the side of one leg.
He breathed in deeply, inhaling the passion and sweetness of her kiss. She slipped her arms around his neck. He held her close, savoring the lush warmth of her lips. Her body turned to liquid heat. She poured herself into his arms, molding her soft curves against him.
She rubbed against his groin and he nearly lost it. During the last few months of their relationship, Vanessa had been cold. It had been months since he’d been intimate, and he ached for sex.
He stroked his hands over her shoulders and down her back to her waist. Still savoring the hunger of her kisses, he slid his hands under her bulky sweatshirt. He moved his hands up her back and encountered something skimpy and lacey.
His questing hands moved over her back, searching for the clasp. After several attempts, he realized the bra must fasten in the front. Dragging his lips away from her, he stepped back, reaching for the bottom of the baggy sweatshirt.
She shook her head and stepped away from him. “I’ll take it off in front of the fire.”
He cast a quick glance at the frying pan. “What about the meat?”
She turned the fire off and covered the frying pan. When she looked at him, he saw pure liquid lust in her dark gaze. She unzipped his pants. He shuddered as her long, soft fingers found the slit in his briefs and curled around his cock. “Right now I have a taste and need for another kind of meat. Fuck me?”
In all the time he’d known her, he’d never heard her so much as use hell or damn before that night. To hear her call his cock meat and ask him to fuck her turned him on big time. She was an enigma, a lady when needed, but a woman in the bedroom. “Oh, hell, yeah!”
She released him and walked to the living room area to stand in front of the fire. He moved across the room to the sofa. He had tossed his sleeping bag and two blankets behind it. He picked them up and spread them out on the floor, several feet from the fire. He turned to face her.
Locking his gaze with hers, he pulled off his sweater and tossed it near the sofa. She put a forefinger between her sweet lips and sucked it as she watched. His shirt and tee shirt followed. He found her sucking sexually suggestive and highly erotic. He loved that her lovely dark eyes seem to ravish his body as he bared his chest. He sat down to remove his boots and socks. He rose and reached for the waistband of his jeans.
She removed her finger from her mouth. “Let me.”
A jolt of lust danced through him as he contemplated what she had in mind. The last time a woman had removed his pants, she’d given him a scorching balls suck, stopping just short of blowing him. He dropped his hands to his side. “Please do.”
She removed her short boots and socks. He looked at her feet. Her toenails were unpolished, her feet nicely shaped and free of any oddities that would turn him off. He licked his lips. He’d love to start at her pretty feet and kiss his way up her body, stopping for an extended feast at her pussy before claiming her lips, sliding his aching cock deep inside her, and fucking her.
He shuddered. He hadn’t even seen her body, but he was already so hot and hard he felt ready to explode. He hadn’t been this horny for a woman he’d never seen fully naked since... hell, he’d never been this horny for a woman he’d never seen naked. He’d had a brief glimpse of her breasts a year earlier, but that memory paled in comparison to what he was about to see.
She placed her hands against his shoulders and moved her mouth over his chest, kissing and licking, making the light coating of hair on his chest stand on end.
Her lips felt soft and warm against his skin. Her mouth brushed against his right nipple. Hmmm. That felt sort of nice. She moved her lips to touch his other nipple. Hmmm. She blew softly on his skin, the tip of her tongue sweeping over his nipple.
Oh, hell. Now there was no doubt that felt good. “Oh, yeah,”
he said softly.
“If you like that, how about this?” She settled her lips over his right nipple and began to suck. A shock of pleasure shot through him. Holy hell! He clasped his hands over the back of her head, holding her mouth over his nipple, amazed it was so sensitive to pleasure.
She alternated sucking, licking, and biting each nipple until he gasped, shuddered, curled his fingers in her hair, and pulled away from her mouth. “You keep that up and you’ll make me come too soon.”
She gave him a lecherous smile, sliding the tip of her tongue over her pretty pink lips. “I’m going to do all kinds of wonderful things to you. My goal is for you to come early and often.”
“Holy hell, Sharde, don’t make me come too soon. I want to enjoy this.”
“Oh, you’ll enjoy it, all right. I promise.”
He swallowed and released her hair.
Tongue extended, she pressed a parting kiss against each nipple. She then kissed her way down his body, over his abs. She dropped to her knees and looked up at him. Her dark eyes danced with desire and made him weak with longing.
“Now the fun begins.” Pressing her lips against his lower abs, she unbuttoned his jeans. They were already unzipped. She placed her hands inside, pushing the jeans over his hips. The front of the material brushed against his erection and he groaned.
“If you keep this up much longer, you’re going to make me come.”
“Oh, you’re definitely going to be coming, Jeff,” she teased. With the jeans just above his knees, she leaned forward and lightly sank her teeth into his briefs, biting into his cock.
“Holy hell, Sharde!” He curled his fingers in her hair and gritted his teeth in an effort to hold back the explosion threatening to erupt from his cock. “Stop torturing me.”
She removed her mouth and smiled up at him. “The best is yet to come.”
“Oh, honey, I can’t take much more of this without coming.”
She reached into his briefs to cup his balls in her hand. He shuddered. He loved having a woman hold and touch his balls and cock.
“Hold on, handsome.”
“Handsome?”
She pushed his jeans the rest of the way down his body and he stepped out of them. She tossed them away and smiled up at him. “You must know you’re handsome, Jeff.”
He knew women generally found him attractive. But handsome? He wasn’t certain about that. Even if it were true, it hadn’t done him much good in love.
She rose and stepped back to look at him. He stood before her with his cock and balls straining against his briefs. He was so hungry to slide into her he was on the verge of begging.
“You are such a hunk and for tonight... this weekend... you’re all mine.” She closed the distance between them and dropped to her knees. She kissed the bulge in his briefs and then breathing nosily, she quickly pushed his briefs over his hips, stopping with them just below his buns.
His aching length, fully erect, sprang forth and bounced in front of his body, hard and leaking from the tip.
She looked up at him, her eyes wide and lustful. “Oooh... my... oh, Jefferson... what a lovely, luscious piece of meat.”
His heart hammered, making him almost breathless. “Would you like to taste me?”
“Yes!”
He quickly removed his briefs and stood naked, fully aroused and hungry before her. “It’s all yours. Take as much of it into your mouth as you like.”
“That’s every hard, beautiful inch!”
The thought of her sucking his entire cock made his stomach muscles tightened. “Then do it!”
She pressed her face in his pubic hair, breathing deeply, as if the scent of him excited her.
Then she moved her lips over his shaft, raining hungry kisses against his pulsing length. Her moist tongue slid along the contours of his balls, heightening his passions.
“Holy hell, Sharde, that feels so good.”
She gently moved her teeth along his balls before pressing heated kisses against them. She lifted her head and smiled up at him, a look of wanton desire in her dark gaze. “The taste and smell of your big balls and your hard cock makes my pussy so wet. Oh, Jeff, I am so hot... so hungry to feel your cock inside my pussy... taste it in my mouth. I want to suck your cock until you come in my mouth. I want to feel your big dick in all my openings.”
He shuddered and groaned, loving the raw sensuality in her words. Damn, but she knew how to keep a man hot and hard. Feelings of lust and pleasure buffeted his body as she suddenly cupped his balls and took the head of his cock between her warm, welcoming lips.
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, his body trembling. He strained to hold onto his control. This was too good not to prolong.
“Hmmm.” She gripped his hips and took another few inches of his eager cock into the wet warmth of her mouth.
A wave of pleasure washed over him. “Holy hell, Sharde! Stop or I’m going to come!” he warned.
She responded by sliding her hands around his body to cup his ass. She slid her lips lower along his shaft. With half his length cradled between her lips, she sucked and licked him.
It took all his willpower not to grab the back of her head and ram the rest of his aching cock into her mouth and down her throat. It had been so long since a woman had sucked him with such obvious enjoyment.
Moaning around his length, she removed one hand from his ass to cup it over his balls. Tugging gently at his hip, she pressed forward, sucking the remaining inches of his cock into the hot inferno of her mouth.
With his entire shaft surrounded by a sucking, eager mouth and his balls being gently but relentlessly squeezed, his control snapped.
“Oh, God, Sharde!” He shuddered, curled his fingers in her hair, fucked his length down her throat, and ground his groin against her face.
Moaning softly, he fucked her sweet, warm mouth, loving the feel of his cock sliding along her tongue and down her throat. She removed her hand from his balls, curled it on his ass, and eagerly accepted the hard, out of control lunges of his cock.
Damn, there was no feeling in the world like the mouth of a woman who knew how to suck cock. A wall of desire crashed over him, submerging him in a tidal wave of unmitigated lust. His climax ignited.
He tried to pull out of her as he felt his cum rushing to blast free, but she tightened her grip on his buns, sliding one finger between his cheeks.
Keeping his cock deep in her throat, she pressed a finger against his ass. Powerless to stop one the most incredible orgasms of his life, he gripped his hands over her head. Thrusting roughly into her mouth, he shot jet after jet of cum down her throat.
She swallowed eagerly, grinding her mouth against his groin. Releasing his hips, she cupped his balls, squeezing his nuts until she had milked every drop of seed from him.
Only then did she remove her lips from his cock. She pressed a kiss against his cock and balls. Still kneeling, she smiled at up at him, slowly licking her lips.
His legs shook and he dropped to his knees beside her. The unselfish manner in which she’d just coaxed him into one of the most exquisite climaxes of his life blew him away. But his response to her was not entirely physical. He felt an emotional bond with her he had not expected and wasn’t sure he wanted.
In addition to an overwhelming desire to fuck her until she screamed in bliss, he wanted to take her into his arms and hold her... stroke her... kiss her... and tell her how special what they’d just shared was to him.
Chapter Three
Her nipples hard and her panty bottoms soaked, Sharde kneeled in front of Jefferson, drinking in the expression of surprised bliss on his handsome face. After years of being invisible to him as a woman, he finally knew she was a woman capable of fully satisfying his sexual needs. Now she’d need to work on satisfying his emotional ones.
She touched her trembling hand to his cheek. He turned his head and kissed her palm. “Holy hell, Sharde!”
His voice, low and husky and filled with awe, danced along
her spine like a caress.
She stroked a hand over his chest. “Did you enjoy having me suck your cock?”
“What do you think?” He pulled her close to him and drew her down to the floor to lie on her side, her body pressed against his. “Where the hell have you been all my life?”
She smiled and nibbled at his shoulder. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, Jefferson.”
“Enjoyed?” He sneaked a hand under her sweatshirt, along her back, sending a thrill of desire down her spine. “Enjoy is too tame a word for what just happened. I... I... where did you learn how to tease and torture a man like that?”
She lifted her head from his shoulder and smiled up at him. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
He paused with his big hand at the top of her sweat bottoms. “Yes, I would. I thought I knew you fairly well but honey, you have hidden depths I’d love to explore.”
So close to her fantasy of having him fuck her, she decided to give herself the exquisite torture of waiting a while longer. When he finally slid his big, hot cock into her aching pussy for the first time, it would be a moment she would forever treasure. If she made him wait for the pleasure, he would want her all the more and their first fuck would blow them both away.
Her older sister, Cathi, insisted pussy too freely and easily obtained was never as enjoyable for a man as pussy withheld–if even only for a few hours.
She pulled out of his embrace and rose. “Let’s explore them tomorrow. Right now I’m starving and this time I want some meat I can actually eat.”
He pulled his briefs on and rose. “Oh, I think you did a pretty good job of eating my meat,” he told her, arching a brow. “Where did you learn to suck cock like that?”
She couldn’t stop the blood from rushing to her cheeks. She averted her gaze. “I’ll go and finish cooking.” She sat on the floor and quickly put her socks on before moving towards the kitchen.
He reached out a hand to stop her. She reluctantly turned to face him, uncertain what she would see in his gaze. Would he think less of her now she’d allowed him to see how horny she was for him?
