What to Read After FSOG: The Gemstone Collection (WTRAFSOG Book 9)

by Kristine Cayne

  It was Bo’s turn to sigh as he tugged the black necktie around her neck, and pulled it off. He then proceeded to undo the buttons on her blouse. “You do realize that I make an obscene amount of money, Hanna, right?” He lifted his eyes, cocking a brow up at her.

  “Well…” She nibbled at her lower lip, not sure how to respond.

  “I make more money than one man ever needs to make. Taking you shopping and buying you some things and having you tour with me is such a small drop in the bucket, it’s a non-issue.”

  She watched his fingers undo the remainder of her shirt buttons and he pushed the material off of her shoulders. The blouse fell down her arms and off, leaving her in her plain white satin bra and panties. “I don’t want to be a burden. Ya know?”

  Bo grinned. “When you become a burden I’ll kick you out, how’s that?”

  Hanna laughed and swatted at his shoulder. “Goof. That’s what I’m scared of. My apartment and things and –”

  “Will all be taken care of,” he cut in. “Stop worrying.” He leaned forward, reached behind her and unclasped her bra. He slowly peeled the garment from her, freeing her breasts, and tossed it to the floor. His eyes lowered to her breasts as he palmed them. His thumb and index finger began to roll her nipples between them, making her gasp and moan softly. She wiggled on the counter, her desire igniting and her pussy dampening.

  She opened her mouth to protest, but he covered her lips with his. He kissed her lightly and pulled back. “Or… consider it an ‘I’m sorry’ gift for turning your life into chaos.” He kissed her between her breasts, and then kissed the sides of both. “And if I recall a few days ago you mentioned I have the reputation of being a ‘man-whore’ so maybe you’ll help elevate my reputation in the media.”

  Hanna shook her head laughing. “I’m not so sure I’d do much to elevate you, but…”

  Her laughing died out and she frowned. Was he serious about the whole girlfriend thing, and going public? “Seriously? You want me to do interviews and stuff like that?” She shuddered at the thought.

  She hated cameras and hated being put on the spot. She’d been a chunky kid and equally as chubby teenager and had grown extremely self-conscious over the years, to the point where she refused to have her picture taken. While she’d lost most of the weight, she still carried what many people would consider excess pounds and was uneasy about having her picture taken and being put up for scrutiny.

  Wrapping his arms around her waist, Bo pulled her down off the counter and to her feet. Placing a hand on her neck, he stroked her cheek with his thumb. “I’d never make you do anything you don’t want to do, sweetie. But if you want to and when you’re ready then I would appreciate it. But no pressure and we did just meet, so there’s no rush to officially go public.”

  Stepping back, he undid his pants, pushed them down and stepped out of them. His fully erect dick stood tall, beckoning her. Following his lead she removed her panties and then taking his outstretched hand allowed him to lead her to the nearly filled Jacuzzi.

  Everything was moving so fast. Too fast. But at the same time she felt so comfortable with him. It felt right. Was it wishful thinking? Was she starstruck? Maybe it was lust at first sight and it would wear off for both of them.

  Bo helped her into the water and followed suit. Sitting back in the tub, he pulled her over to him. She quickly climbed onto his lap, sitting down so his cock stood up between her legs. Firmly grasping his shaft, she began to slowly stroke him.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Bo inhaled sharply as her soft hand began to work him. “Oh Hanna,” he groaned, closing his eyes and further relaxing in the tub. The water was so soothing and her hand felt so good, he needed to give himself a moment to bask in the feel. He could easily get used to this – her. Sharing his bed with her, taking care of her.

  There was no doubt in his mind this was right. Or maybe it was because she was on his lap, stroking him, grinding against him, her breasts pressed tight against his chest. Either way it didn’t matter. She was the first woman he’d met who had captivated him. It wasn’t an easy thing to do, but she’d accomplished it in the matter of a few days so he had every intention of keeping her close to his side.

  Secretly, he was glad the whole fiasco with the paparazzi happened. He hated that she had to go through it, but now she was here, with him.

  She leaned over him, continuing to stroke him, her lips ghosting across his. A faint smell of coffee combined with her perfume drifted to him. Who knew the two scents would make such an erotic combination.

  Bo’s hands cupped her ass cheeks and he pulled her tight to him. She sighed softly against his lips, and then nipped at his lower lip, drawing it into her mouth.

  “Ride me honey,” he groaned. His cock was becoming painfully hard, his balls equally so. Hanna sat up, and slid his dick to her entrance. She rocked on him a moment, sliding the head back and forth along her from her clit to her ass and back again.

  Sliding his hands up her back, he palmed her breasts. His hands and fingers kneaded and caressed her plump globes, turning her large peach-coloured nipples into hardened peaks. His cock settled at her entrance once more and she began to press down, taking him in. She moaned and speared herself onto his shaft.

  The pleasure of her warm core surrounded him. Sitting forward he took one of her nipples into his mouth as he continued to palm her other breast.

  “Mmmmm. Bo,” she gasped, taking him into her – balls deep and leaning back. Thrusting her breasts forward, she placed her hands on his knees and began to move on him. She closed her eyes and her long curls cascaded down her back to submerge into the warm water.

  He released her nipple, and sat back watching her; watching the subtle movements of her hips as they rotated while she moved up and down, and then the bounce of her breasts. His hands slipped back down to her ass and he began to move with her.

  She gripped his shoulder, while keeping her other hand braced on his knee. She began to move faster, and with more force. The sensations of raw pleasure running through him increased as she sped up the rotations. Her moans and whimpers became louder, more frequent. Each moan and little cry of pleasure pushed him further to the edge and made him echo her moan.

  “Oh fuck baby!” Bo groaned through clenched teeth, his desire rapidly reaching its breaking point. Embarrassingly fast. Droplets of water shimmered on her breasts as she bounced with more force, mere inches from his lips, and her red hair swung wildly around her head.

  “Oh God. Oh Bo. So good! I’m coming. Oh God!” She suddenly pushed herself forward and claimed his lips, kissing him roughly. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders painfully, but he barely noticed.

  Her movements were hitting a frantic pace, pulling her body up and slamming down onto him – fast and hard. The water splashed violently around them, spilling over the sides of the tub and soaking the black marble floor. Her pussy gripped and milked him, begging him to cum. She was so warm, so wet. Her pussy felt so amazingly good – heavenly even.

  His balls began to tighten, his shaft throbbing.

  “Oh yes… yes, yes, yes!” Hanna pulled her lips from his, and cried out, grinding on him a final time. Her pussy tightened around him, and moments later a gush of her fluids surrounded him, but she didn’t stop. She didn’t even slow her pace. She continued fucking him at a frantic pace, eager to feel him explode within her needy core.

  He was about to hit his breaking point when the realization that he wasn’t wearing a condom came to mind. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. But the feeling of barebacking her was too good to stop now.

  “Oh Bo!” she murmured.

  As soon as the thought of a condom came to mind it disappeared as her mouth claimed his again and he gave in. He gave in to her probing tongue, and into his need to release and fill her with his seed. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks as he thrust up into her, and groaned against her mouth as a stream of his salty cum shot into her, filling her and mixing with her juices. The feeling of satisfac
tion was sweeter than he could have ever imagined feeling their united fluids seeping past his cock and into the water. Her body trembled once more, her pussy clenched around his rapidly depleting shaft, and she buried her face against his neck, mewing softly. Feeling spent but extremely satisfied, Bo pulled her tighter, her breasts crushing against his chest, and stroked her hair, relishing the feel of their united bodies without the feeling of a barrier between them. The damage had been done, if there were going to be consequences to their lovemaking then he’d deal with them when they came about. For now he just wanted to enjoy the feel of her.

  She held tight to him for a couple of minutes, keeping him buried within her, but a yawn from her broke the moment. She pulled back and smiled sheepishly.

  “The sex keeping you up?” he teased, brushing a wet strand of hair from her face.

  “No, it’s just been a long day.”

  That it was. With his need extinguished, he was starting to feel the heaviness that came with lack of sleep himself. He cleared his throat, feeling slightly embarrassed at the question he was about to ask. “Hey, ummmm. I don’t suppose –”

  She grinned as if reading his mind. “I’m on the pill.”

  Bo breathed a sigh of relief, although to his surprise, he wasn’t as relieved as he thought he would or should be. Maybe I’m more ready to settle down than I thought, he pondered, looking into her emerald green eyes.

  “This is really too much, Bo. We could have gone to Walmart or some other store like that with a few hundred bucks and I’d have been completely satisfied.” Hanna looked around them in the back seat of the Mercedes. Bags of clothing surrounded them, the trunk was full and so was the passenger seat, up front with the driver. Bags from Louis Vuitton, Versace, Calvin Klein… The list was endless. When he’d said a few stores she had no idea what he truly meant. “This is excessive. And we’re going to another store!”

  “Well, we can return it all.” Bo leaned forward and was about to knock on the glass panel between them when Hanna stopped him.

  “No!” Hanna tackled him to the seat, her hands securing his above his head, her body covering his. “I meant it was excessive, but since you had to spend all day going store to store with me it would be a sin to return it.”

  Bo chuckled, wrestling his hands from her grip and lowering them to her ass, which was covered in a newly bought pair of faded low-rise jeans. “This will be the last stop. Promise. Besides this stop is more for me than you anyhow.”

  “Really?” Hanna pulled herself up into a sitting position, Bo following suit.

  “Yup. And it looks like we’re here.”

  Swivelling her head to the right she laughed, as she read the store sign. “Fredericks of Hollywood? Really? Isn’t that all skimpy, kinky lingerie and hooker heels?”

  Bo gave her a wink. “Which is why I said this stop was for me.” Like the previous stores they’d gone to, this one was closed temporarily in order for them to shop in private.

  “We only have an hour so no getting freaky with me in the dressing room.”

  Hanna huffed and swatted at his shoulder. “If I recall, I was the one that stopped any naughty behaviour in the previous store.”

  “And your restraint is somewhat insulting.” He feigned disappointment, but failed miserably as a smile broke out on his face.

  As their car came to a stop, the shop door opened. Excited, and not bothering to wait for the driver, Hanna opened the car door and hopped out, Bo following behind. The first couple of stores, Hanna had been hesitant about buying or asking for anything, but after a day of shopping with Bo she’d finally come around and was allowing him to lavish her with anything she wanted.

  She rushed into the store, Bo continuing to follow behind.

  The saleswoman immediately greeted Bo, virtually ignoring Hanna. That had been the trend for the majority of the stores they’d visited. She’d been somewhat taken aback the first couple of times, but now she simply took the opportunity to browse without being hassled, while Bo fended off the questions and pesky salespeople.

  Hanna’s eyes caught a red satin teddy. A corset for the bodice and a frilly skirt that she doubted would cover her ass, but it was really cute. Sexy, but a classy sexy. She fingered the satiny material and began to rummage through the rack looking for her size.

  “Hey, what are you doing?”

  “Huh?” Hanna whipped her head around to see Bo behind her grinning.

  “I said I was doing the shopping this time. You’re going to follow along and try on what I pick. Kinda like my sexy kink doll. Then come out and show me.”

  Planting her hands on her hips, Hanna raised a brow at hi, forcing herself to hold back the laughter. “Sexy kink doll?”

  “That’s right, babes.” Reaching around, he gave her a swat on the rump.

  She looked around them and noticed the saleswoman was gone. Hanna frowned. Where’d she go?

  “I sent her outside until we’re done.”

  Looking to the front window she noticed the blinds were drawn.

  “And the cameras have been turned off,” Bo added, “It’s just you and me.”

  “So just like that.” Hanna snapped her fingers to accent her point. “You flash some money and that Bo Savage charm and people just do what you want.” The whole shopping experience with him had her in awe. How people would happily oblige to all his requests and demands amazed her.

  “Just like that,” he confirmed, mimicking her snap of the fingers.

  “Seriously?” She looked around nervously, as if a salesperson would pop out of the woodwork at any moment.

  “Seriously.” His eyes shifted to the garment in her hands. “Now strip and put that on. I like it, while I keep looking.”

  Giddiness rushed through her at the thought of having the whole store to themselves, without eyes watching. Slowly she began to peel off her clothing and pull on the tight teddy. She zipped up the back and adjusted the ribbons so the bodice was snug around her torso and chest. She stepped in front of one of the mirrors and examined her image. The dark red and black of the garment were a stunning contrast to her pale skin and a complement to her flaming red hair. She was starting to see what Bo and Jackie meant, by the sexiness of the curves in her hips and breasts. The little satin number she was wearing did give her the look of a pin-up.

  Maybe I need to wear a corset more often, she muttered under her breath.

  Planting her hands on her hips she turned to face him. “What do you think?”

  Bo turned with a black leather number in his hands and froze. His eyes slowly moved down the length of her body and back up again, pausing at her breasts, which were nearly spilling from the bodice.

  With the leather teddy in hand he walked over to her, stopping a foot away. He touched her collarbone with his index finger and began to run across her collarbone and then dip to her breasts. A delicious tickle made her shudder as he fingered the black lace framing the bodice.

  “This is very nice.” He dropped his finger from her breasts and stepped back. “Turn around,” he ordered, making a circling motion with his finger.

  Nodding, she turned and looked back over her shoulder at him. He stepped up to her and grabbed her hips, pulling her ass back against his groin. He pushed her hair back from her neck and placed a string of kisses down her neck from her earlobe to her shoulder. His cock began to harden against her ass and she moaned softly, falling back into him and wiggling against his hardening shaft.

  He growled softly in her ear. The warmth of his breath sent a shiver down her spine and her juices began to gather between her legs.

  “I thought you said we needed to behave here,” she teased, but her tone was laced with her desire.

  His body froze against hers. Suddenly he released her and stepped back. “I did. Now behave yourself.” He gave her ass a slap, faster and harder than the one moments before.

  The unexpected slap made her yelp in surprise and jump forward. “Ouch!” She rubbed her right ass cheek, scowling
at him, fighting the grin that was threatening to appear on her lips.

  “Okay, so spanking is off our sexual to-do list.”

  Hanna giggled, stripping off the corset teddy to put on the leather contraption he’d passed her. “We have a sexual to-do list?”

  He grinned, a wicked gleam in his eyes that sent her heart rate racing. “Oh honey, we sure do.”

  With some effort she pulled on the leather contraption he’d passed her that was supposed to be a teddy, but it was unlike any other teddy she’d seen before. Instead it was more of a series of leather straps that seemed more like a jigsaw puzzle to her rather than sexy. The leather panties were crotchless and the bra part of the outfit had large holes cut out for her nipples to poke through. She felt silly in it.

  “What about this?” She spread her hands out at her sides as if to say, seriously?

  He lifted his eyes from the rack he’d been examining to study her. His eyes roamed her body, his tongue clucking off the roof of his mouth as he considered. “Turn around and bend over.”

  Smirking, Hanna gave her head a shake and turned. As she turned she heard him walking up behind her. He slipped his arms around her and palmed her breasts. Short, intense jolts of pleasure rushed through her as he rolled her nipples between his fingers, turning them into hardened peaks. Once her nipples were long and hard, he released her and stepped away.

  “Bend over the chair behind you.”

  Still feeling silly and extremely uncomfortable she did as told and tensed as the cool air teased her exposed pussy, which was still damp from Bo’s earlier caressing of her.

  “Yeah, this is nice.” She shuddered as his hand touched her bare lower back. His other hand cupped her mound and began to gently caress her.

  “Mmmmm. Bo. Here?”

  “I haven’t decided yet. Spread your legs further apart.”

  Hanna glanced in his direction and from her position his groin was level with her mouth. His cock bulged against his jeans, demanding to be freed. She licked her lower lip, considering whether she should expose him and take him into her mouth.