by Cari Quinn
Darren needed to do something. He couldn’t just lay there. He needed to touch her, feel her wet against him, around him. He smoothed his hands over her bare ass. Valerie stilled, her lips pressed against his as he slid his hands over her cheeks and up her hips to where her thighs met.
His index finger found her wetness, slowly stroking her secret depths. He growled, totally incoherent even to his own ears. So fucking wet. So ready for him. He needed her.
“Darren!” Valerie whimpered softly.
He loved the sound of his name on her lips. The lusty urgency of her voice was music to his ears. Valerie’s body began to tremble, little tremors shaking her as he slid back and forth, coating his finger with her arousal. He added a second finger to the first, pumping her slowly; the knuckle of his thumb brushing against her clit.
Her entrance stretched and squeezed around them, her inner walls slick with her arousal. She moaned as he switched tactics and re-angled his hand so his thumb could stroke her clit.
Valerie gripped his shoulders with both hands, to steady herself as she devoured his kisses, moaning her pleasure into her mouth. Her responsive body was so fucking hot, better than he could have thought. She moved her hips, slamming on his fingers, his cock aching to be inside her.
“I want you to fuck me, Darren. I can’t wait anymore.”
He blinked but he complied, shifting out from under her. He needed his wallet.
“Condom,” she ordered.
He was already one step ahead of her. He started to run to where he’d left his clothes when she opened the nightstand drawer and plucked out a condom.
He smirked. “I thought you didn’t have company here.”
“Doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be prepared. Look, it came in handy.” She beckoned him, crooking her finger, and his feet moved back toward the bed obediently.
* * *
Hockey players had the best bodies, she thought. So responsive. So much fun to play with. Hot. And he was hers. Six feet three inches of gorgeous, chiseled-marble muscle.
She stood up, slinking slowly over to him, watching the heat in his eyes turn from flames to a raging inferno. Her hands slid down the hard planes of his pecs, getting tickled by the rough sections where his hair grew. She smiled. There was something about a man with chest hair. She followed the trail of hair with her fingers down to where it collected into a dark patch above his penis.
He was beyond hard by this point. It was full and long and beautiful. She slid her hand over his cock, and didn’t miss when he hissed in a breath and his hips shot forward at her first touch.
“Lay down,” she ordered.
He grinned at her. “Aren’t you bossy?”
She waved the condom in front of his face. “This has to get on somehow, Smarty McSmartypants.” He blinked and in a hot second, he lay on the bed, his erection standing at attention.
She crawled over him, the tip of his erection brushing against her abdomen as she leaned down and kissed him again. Breaking the kiss, she slid down his body, seductively sliding her body against his. His hands gripped the sheets, his face contorting into a silent scream of pleasure, which made strength soar within her.
Slowly, she gripped his cock, and he groaned. She loved that she could bring that reaction on him.
“Jesus, Val…”
She smiled and slowly stroked him up and down a few times. Then she dipped her head and sucked the tip of his cock. He groaned loudly, and one hand fisted her hair as she licked around the tip and up the slit.
“Val… That’s just—Oh my God!” He gasped as she covered his cock with her mouth, licking, sucking on it. She hollowed her cheeks and pulled back, then slid it into her mouth again. He tried to thrust into her mouth, but she grabbed his hips and held him still.
She wanted to bring him over the edge, rob him of all the sense that he’d stolen from her every time he touched her but he didn’t let her. He hauled her up over him, devoured her mouth, together their tongues dueled for dominance.
Val couldn’t wait anymore. She pressed him into the bed, her palms on his chest as she crawled down his body. His large hands rested on her hips as she took in everything about him.
Darren was perfect. From his broad shoulders to the light dusting of chest hair to his narrow hips. A lesser woman would have felt uneasy in the presence of his gorgeous body. His cock was at full attention and her pussy clenched at the sight of it, empty and wanting. She let out a shuddery breath.
“Damn it, Val. I’m going lose my shit if you don’t do something other than look at me like that.”
Val chuckled at the sound of his strained voice. “Like what?”
She licked her lips and produced the open package. Plucking the latex out of the foil, she grasped his cock, squeezing lightly. A drop of his arousal pooled at the tip. His groan was music to her ears.
She wanted him inside her. She wanted his cock driving into her with everything he had. She rolled the condom on quickly, eager to feel him moving within her.
She crawled back over him, her hips directly over his. One of her hands gripped his full length while the other spread herself apart, and slowly lowered herself down on him. Both of them groaned loudly as her muscles sucked him into her body until they were completely joined, their pelvises touching.
She stilled, giving them both time to adjust. Val was dying, her pleasure notching up with every move either of them made. She moaned when his cock jerked inside her.
“Oh, Val, you need to not to do that. Not yet,” Darren said through clenched teeth.
Distraction. She needed a distraction or she was going to go over right then. She took deep breaths, trying to keep herself from the edge. She wanted to go over with him, together.
He smiled up at her, but she saw he was straining to stay in control. He wrapped his powerful arms around her as he sat up and dragged her to his mouth. She couldn’t resist him, and the action drove home just how powerful he was and she loved every second of it. Their lips met, crashing together in a hard kiss. Their tongues fought with each other, the slick wetness reminding her that she was full of him.
It apparently reminded Darren too because he thrust up as he tore from her lips, and she bit back a moan. He dropped back as she shuddered, allowing Val to leverage herself, her palms pressed against his hard chest. Darren’s hands slipped up her thighs until he gripped her hips hard.
She loved how much control she had over him. A new layer of glistening sweat appeared over his forehead, and his body was fevered and moist. His mouth was slightly open as he dropped his head back on the pillow. Whatever her issues, he’d looked past them, and saw her. She wanted to live up to what he thought of her. She wanted this to be good for him, better than it was for her. Because that was what couples did for each other.
Darren cursed through clenched teeth as his fingertips bruised her hips. His hips thrust up and his muscles tensed as he tried to restrain himself. His nostrils flared as she lifted up and slid back down, the friction of his erection rubbing on her walls making her shudder. “Look at me.”
She opened her eyes—unaware that she’d closed them in the first place—and met his gaze. Fire burned inside them, his pupils dilated and dark as she rose up on her knees and dropped down on him. His full length filled her, her internal muscles squeezing and flexing around him. Darren groaned and dug his fingers into her hips again.
Fireworks blossomed behind her eyelids as he forced his thrust to meet her downward action hard. She spread her knees wider, desperately wanting more of him inside her. Their bodies worked in perfect tandem, with him rising up to meet her as she came down on him. His hands gripped her ass cheeks, pulling them apart as she fucked him.
Sounds of flesh slapping together filled the air, followed by their grunts and moans as they climbed higher and higher together.
“Touch me,” she demanded of him. “Touch me all over.”
He complied, his hand splaying just above her pussy. His thumb stroked her clit as she ground in
to him. Eyes closed, she used the wall at the head of the bed to steady herself. Her breasts hung over him, her nipples sticking out from the soft flesh. “Are you going to come for me, Val?”
Just the question sent reverberating sensations through her body, shooting from her pussy to her toes. “Oh, god, Darren! I’m—”
She lost her speech as her orgasm broke through, the intensity slamming into her, crashing through, and robbing her of any awareness she might have had at that point. A wordless scream tore from her throat as every muscle in her body tensed and her inner walls clenched tightly around Darren’s cock.
Darren’s hands gripped her hips again and slammed her down on him, forcing his cock as deep inside her as he could go. He grunted and let out a monstrous groan as his cock stiffened and he came inside the thin latex.
She dropped onto Darren’s chest, nuzzling against him, his dick still inside her. She kissed him deeply before she settled her cheek against his heart. The beat was in double time, but she listened to it as it slowed back to normal, the steady beat a comfort.
His arm came around her body, pulling her close as the other stroked her hair, soothing and intimate, and it felt good. Her heart fluttered as he lifted his head and kissed her forehead. His curly hair, usually unmanageable anyway, stuck up in every way possible. He looked like a sated man. Simply sinful, if anyone asked her. She giggled.
“This is funny to you?” He pretended offense, but the quirk of his lips upward gave him away. “I should spank you silly.” Her pussy clenched at the thought, and his deep laughter reverberated all through his chest straight to her. “Oh, someone likes that idea.”
“Shut up.” She lifted her head to glare at him, but he laughed again.
“I should go take care of the condom,” he said softly, before they reluctantly disentangled their bodies. Both moaned at the absence of the other when he pulled out and padded to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he came back and crawled in the bed with her, his naked body pressed against hers. His cock lodged itself in the crack of her ass.
“Don’t run away again.” He told her, his eyes closed like it was the last thought before he went to sleep.
She was done running. “I won’t. You caught me, Mister. I’m here to stay.”
“Good.”
“I love you,” she whispered into the pillow.
His arms tightened around her, acknowledging her words then the quiet admission. “I love you, too.”
For a few moments, they stayed like that, quiet and relaxed. Then she turned her body, pressing her breasts against his chest. She ran her hands over his chest as she hooked her leg over his. “So, how long until you’re ready to go again?”
It was like as soon as the words left her mouth, his cock went from zero to rock-hard, slipping between her legs like it belonged there. He thrust forward, the length running along her slit. She moaned.
“I’m ready any time you want to go, chica.”
* * *
It was a sin that no man had ever snatched this woman up before. But he was glad it hadn’t ever happened. Because she was his now and she was going to stay that way. As he sheathed himself with latex armor and slid his length back into her pussy, he pinned her down, holding her wrists as he kissed along her neck. He bit down on the soft flesh, marking her with his teeth. He loved it when she squirmed underneath him.
Everything about her would drive a man crazy to possess her, and he had her right there for the taking. And he intended to take.
He pushed forward, and her hips rose up to meet his.
“Fuck me.” She moaned. “Fuck me hard, Darren.”
He began to thrust in earnest, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Her back arched as she lifted to meet his thrusts, but he didn’t let go of her. His balls began to tingle, signaling his impending orgasm. He released her hand, balancing on his right arm, and reached between them to stroke her clit. He rubbed in circles as he thrust hard against her.
He drove into her with purpose as he rubbed her clit until she came apart. She screamed her climax and his name, which was too much for him to bear. He came, thrusting deep into her one last time, as lightning heat soared through his shaft. He groaned again as his orgasm faded and he collapsed to the side. Once with her was good, but the second time… He was spent. Quite happily spent.
She moaned as he detangled himself from her and flipped over on her back, her breasts bouncing as she moved. She snuggled up next to him as he realized he needed to get rid of the condom, but he couldn’t manage to move.
Instead, he pulled her into his arms, and sighed, content and sated. “You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come, Val,” he said, closing his eyes. “Sinful. Simply sinful.”
“I love you,” she whispered, her body limp.
He kissed her, tender and slow, but firm so she knew how he felt. “I love you.”
He brought her close to him. Darren tightened his arms around her. “Will you give us a chance?”
Val smiled lazily and turned her head over her shoulder. “I am. And you?”
“I never could give up my lucky rabbit’s foot when I was a child.”
“Did you just call me a rabbit?”
Darren sighed. “Please. You’re so much hotter than a rabbit.”
Val laughed. “You’re a jerk… but I love you anyway.”
She snuggled against his warmth and they lay there a while longer before both went off to sleep.
The End
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Opposing Sides
College senior, Lexi Thompson, finds herself in a relationship to be wed to the university’s star baseball pitcher, Collin Norris. Collin’s damn hot but it’s his lack of spark that has Lexi thinking twice before she says ‘I Do’. When she’s forced to tutor bad boy football quarterback, Raven Davenport, she soon discovers all the things she’s missing in her relationship with Collin. Will she succumb to the temptations enticing
her or will Collin be able to convince his sweet, innocent fiancée that his love for her is genuine despite his lack of affection?
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Acknowledgements
I’d like to thank my husband for his continual support. I can’t do this without you babe. To my son, for allowing me to write when I should be playing with you.
A huge shout out to my critique partner, Sam. Your help has been wonderful, and I’m glad we work well together. Many thanks to my street team, CM Doporto’s Heroes and Heroines. I appreciate your dedication and time with supporting my books and getting the word out. A big thank you to Smexy Fab Four for managing my team and getting things back on track for me. Sheri and Jessa for editing the book for me. You know I’m not perfect. Thanks to Cora Graphics for creating another beautiful cover!
