by Ali Parker
“I’ll help you clean up,” she insisted.
“No, don’t worry about it. You’re my guest.”
She laughed. “And I crashed your dinner, which is why I can put the dishes in the dishwasher at the very least.”
I rolled my eyes. “Because you don’t want to leave a mess for the housekeeper.”
She grinned. “Nope.”
Together we rinsed dishes and loaded them into the dishwasher before tidying up the mess I had made in the kitchen while reading the recipe. I wasn’t a clean cook by any means. I wiped down the gray granite countertop that accented the stark white cupboards in the kitchen and looked around.
“Clean enough?” I asked her.
She wiped her hands off and pushed my utensil holder back a few inches before smiling and nodding her head. “Just like new, although, if your housekeeper is like mine, she is going to come in here and move everything out of the way and clean it all over again.”
I laughed. “You’re right, she will, which is why I pay her so well.”
We stood there staring at each other. I had a good buzz going and the music playing in the background, suggesting the lonely man should have put his woman on the counter a time or two. I looked at her hair falling around her shoulders, her blue eyes looking back at me and thought the guy had a very good idea.
I reached out, resting my hands on her waist, my eyes looking into hers. It’d been almost two weeks since the last time we’d had sex. I had been trying to wean myself off her, telling myself I could live without her in my life. Seeing her, standing in my kitchen as she was, I wasn’t quite so sure. Maybe it was the beer eroding my steely resolve, or maybe it was because she was so damn sexy. I couldn’t say for sure. I didn’t want to think about why I should or shouldn’t take the woman right then and there.
My self-imposed week off was technically up tomorrow. I set the rule, I could break the damn rule.
“I should go,” she whispered, her hand moving to my bare chest.
“Or you could stay,” I replied, stepping closer to her.
She looked at me, and I could see the desire in her eyes and knew she was feeling the absence as well. No matter how much I wanted to push her away and guard myself, I couldn’t get far. I was drawn to her, and in that moment, I decided I was going to let myself enjoy what she was offering.
With my hands on her waist, I lifted her up and deposited her on the smooth grey countertop of the center island. She gasped as I used one hand to open her legs, stepping between her thighs and pulling her butt to the edge of the counter. I’d been very gentle with my sweet little virgin and had kept the sex very basic. I was ready for more, and I hoped like hell she was as well. There was so much more I wanted to do and with her luscious body. We’d never talked the particulars of her virginity, but I was confident no man had ever tasted her luscious nether lips before. I was going to be the first.
I looked up at her, grabbing her cheeks in my hands and pulling her down for a sensual kiss meant to tease and excite while expressing my intentions to have her right there on my kitchen counter. She hesitated before finally giving herself to me in a hot, wet kiss that had my blood racing south, the excitement and anticipation of what I was about to do were making me shaky. I was nervous and excited at the same time.
I pulled my mouth away from hers, looking into her eyes as my hands ran up her thighs under her dress. With one hard pull, I ripped the thong panties from her body and yanked them off her. Her eyes had gone wide, her gasp telling me I had shocked her. Good.
“Lay back,” I ordered her.
She looked back at the counter behind her and then at me. Questioning me with her eyes. I pushed the candles that were in the way to the floor.
“Lay back,” I told her again.
She nodded her head and carefully laid her body on the smooth surface of the counter, her breasts heaved up and down as she dragged in deep breaths. My hands rested on her silky-smooth thighs, her dress still pulled down, hiding the part I was about to devour. I wanted her aching with desire and longing for release when I tasted her. I wanted her completely at my mercy.
With one hand, I slowly eased the skirt of her dress up, watching her face as she closed her eyes. Her legs were bent at the knees, dangling over the counter, her pretty feet in a pair of white flat sandals. I stopped the movement on the skirt and took off her sandals, one at a time before rubbing her feet and moving up the back of her calves, inside her thighs and then pushed the skirt up to her waist to reveal her sweet pussy.
Her hand went to her stomach as if she was ready to shield herself from my view.
“No, Hailey. This is mine,” I said in a low growl.
She whimpered and moved her hand away, resting it at her side. She was all mine for the taking like the sweetest buffet in the world.
Chapter 29
Hailey
I was completely exposed under the bright lights of his kitchen. I should be embarrassed. I wasn’t. This was Terran. I trusted him completely with my body and knew he would only bring me exquisite pleasure. I let him lead the way when it came to sex, knowing he knew what to do to give himself and me the best experience.
When his knuckles brushed over my pussy, I groaned. He was staring at my center with such intensity it was making me hotter and wetter than I’d ever been. He used one hand to push my legs wider while using his other hand to stroke my throbbing pussy. His index finger slid over my clit before he parted my lips and touched me deep inside.
“Oh god,” I moaned, as his finger probed my body.
We’d done this plenty of times before, but it was far more intense with him staring down at me as his finger moved in and out of my body. I could feel my body spiraling upward as I chased the climax I knew was about to hit.
I moaned again, my hands going to either side of the counter and holding on as he pushed a second finger in, nearly bringing me to climax. I closed my eyes, wanting to get lost in the sensations completely. His hands moved to my hips, and he slid my body across the counter before putting my heels on the edge.
My eyes popped open as I looked down my body to find him staring at my pussy as if it were the most delectable thing he’d ever seen.
“Terran?” I whispered, suddenly nervous.
His eyes met mine as his fingers reached out to stroke over my clit again. I closed my eyes and moaned, dropping my head back to the counter, the orgasm so close.
“Oh god!” I screamed when I felt his mouth close over my pussy.
My legs slammed closed as I went up on my elbows to make sure what I felt was accurate. My closed legs locked his face against me. His tongue lapped at my folds before his hand came up and pried my legs apart. He didn’t stop his assault with his tongue. My head dropped back and rolled back and forth as I held onto the edges of the counter for dear life.
“Terran!” I cried out, the sensations too much for my body to process.
I was quivering and shaking as he used his fingers to spread my lips wide, making room for his tongue to plunge between my folds. When his teeth grazed over the sensitive piece of flesh, I screamed as my body bucked upward with a violent release.
I couldn’t stop arching and jerking as he sucked my clit, stretching out the orgasm to the point I thought I would pass out from sheer ecstasy. When he finally pulled his mouth away, I was convinced I had died at some point.
“You’re so sweet. I want to eat you for days,” he growled, his hand moving to unbutton the front of my dress, pushing it open.
I lazily moved to my elbows, my body still quivering as he pulled me forward and pushed the dress off my shoulders before removing my bra and dropping his mouth to my breasts. I moaned in pleasure as his magical tongue lavished one nipple and then the other.
I reached down his bare back, my hands caressing his skin as I moved to the waistband of his shorts, pushing them down before using my toes to pull them lower. My hand reached between us, circling his hard dick and rubbing gently at first and then increasin
g the speed and pressure the more he sucked on my nipples.
“Fuck me,” he groaned, pulling me closer to the edge of the counter.
“We need a condom,” I whispered roughly.
He scrambled to get on before setting back up, cock in hand. He guided the thick head to my pussy, rubbing himself through my lips. Pleasure rolled through my lower stomach, and I wiggled closer, wanting him deep inside me, longing to be filled by him.
He pushed inside, slowly stretching me as he did. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me onto his dick as he pushed inside. I felt so sensitive down there, my nerves were raw after what his mouth had done to me. I could feel my body begin to quake and knew I was about to come again.
“Oh no,” I muttered.
“Oh yes,” he replied, thrusting deeper inside my body.
I covered his mouth with my own, plunging my tongue inside as he adjusted himself inside me. I could feel my pussy vibrating around his dick, sucking it in and squeezing. I moaned inside his mouth. He wasn’t moving.
“Oh god, I can’t,” I cried out, pulling my mouth from his.
I was embarrassed to already be orgasming again when he had done nothing more than push himself inside me.
“You can, come on, Hailey, come on my dick. Let me feel those hot juices flooding over me.”
My head thrashed and rolled as he reached down and squeezed my ass, grinding his hips against me. I exploded around him, unable to stop my body’s reaction. I moaned and rolled my head back and forth as he stood as still as a pillar of steel deeply implanted inside my pussy.
I leaned in and kissed him again. “I guess it’s been a little while. I told you I missed you,” I said with a faint smile.
“I can tell. I want you to come again,” he said, his voice harsh.
I was happy to oblige. He began to move in and out, his hard dick sliding over those sensitive nerves with each thrust. I leaned back, watching him move, turned on by the sight of his cock disappearing inside my body. I felt naughty and completely unabashed with what we were doing. His hands were holding my hips in place as he stared at my pussy before his eyes darted up, meeting mine.
“Get down,” he ordered, pulling his slick cock out of my body.
He pushed the dress off my body in jerky movements, tossing it to the side along with his shorts before spinning me around, dropping low and biting me on the ass before moving to stand close behind me.
“Put your hands on the counter and bend over. I’m going to fuck you from behind,” he growled.
A shiver of excitement rolled down my spine as I did what he said.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded.
I turned to look over my shoulder at him, spreading my legs and bending over, arching my back and giving him all the access he needed.
One of his hands reached out, trailing his fingers down my spine, over my butt and then between my legs. His fingers probed inside me, pinching my clit between his thumb and finger and nearly sending me into another climax.
“Now, you’re ready,” he breathed, stepping behind me.
I felt the head of his cock, passing over my folds before pushing inside. The silky head touched that sensitive piece of flesh as he moved inside, causing me to gasp. He pushed deeper and deeper, and I felt as if he had grown even bigger. My body was stretched around him. I could feel he wasn’t in all the way and took a little step back, wiggling my hips to adjust to his girth.
I dropped my head down to my chest as he filled me more completely than he had before. “Oh god,” I groaned, knowing I was going to come again.
“Hold on tight, I’m going to fuck you harder and faster than I have before,” he warned.
“Okay,” I gasped, bracing my hands against the counter.
When he slowly pulled out then just as slowly pushed in, I felt disappointment bubbling up. He was handling me with kid gloves. I wanted more.
“Do it!” I demanded.
“Shh,” he shot back.
“Hard and fast you promised!”
“Oh fuck, Hailey, I’m going to bury myself so deep inside you,” he groaned before slapping my ass with an open hand.
I gasped, my pussy clamping down on his dick. I could feel juices flowing down the inside of my thigh. His fingers dug into my hips before he pummeled my body with his. I fought to stay upright but lost the battle. My chest collapsed against the smooth surface of the counter as he drove into me higher and higher with increasing speed.
I was moaning, and slapping my hand against the counter, demanding more and more. It was like being on a treadmill at the highest setting, the timer was ticking down, second by second. I was almost there—almost there!
“Terran!” I screamed, needing something more to push me into that sweet ecstasy of release.
With one hand on my hip, his other fisted in my hair and yanked my head back. I exploded into a million pieces as he fucked me, holding my head back with his hand gently pulling my hair.
I heard him roar and felt him stiffen and then groan as his head collapsed against my back. I couldn’t support myself. I fell onto the counter, my cheek resting against the cool surface as I fought to catch my breath. My legs were shaking as I slowly drifted down from the peak he had taken me to.
He stood up and pulled away from me, turning me around to face him. I rested my cheek against his bare chest, listening to his heart pound against my ear.
“I’m sorry I keep invading your space,” I whispered.
He chuckled. “I think it was me who invaded your space.”
I laughed at his joke. “True, but you know what I mean. I care about you so much. I hate when we’re apart.”
“I care about you too, Hailey.”
“Are we still on for dinner tomorrow night?” I asked, not moving my head from his warm, broad chest.
“Yes. I have everything planned.”
I managed to find the strength to lift my head and pull back to look up at him. He leaned down and kissed me, holding me close to his naked body.
“I should go.”
“You could stay,” he suggested.
I shook my head, giving him a small smile. “No. We’re supposed to be on our own this week. I’ll sleep at home tonight, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
He sighed and nodded his head. “Okay, but I’m not asking you to leave.”
I picked up my bra and put it on, feeling a little naked without my panties as I slid my dress over my head. He pulled on his shorts and handed me my sandals. I quickly fastened them and stepped close to hug him again.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I whispered against his lips.
“I’ll pick you up at seven.”
I nodded and kissed him again. I was tempted to stay so I could cuddle with him all night but didn’t want to push too hard. I was dangerously close to pushing him away. I could feel it in my very soul.
“I’ll see you then, maybe I’ll stay over tomorrow. There’s a little something I’d like to try tomorrow,” I said with a wink.
He looked at me, one eyebrow raised. “Should I be worried?”
I shook my head. “I don’t think so. I promise not to bite,” I said with a wink.
His nostrils flared, and his jaw clenched as he realized what I was saying. He walked me to the door and gave me a kiss that nearly made me forget why I was leaving at all.
“See you tomorrow,” I waved.
Chapter 30
Terran
I pulled on the jacket of my expensive black Armani suit. I wanted to look my best. No cheap suit would do for the plans I had for the night. I knew what Hailey wanted in a man, and I could deliver. I picked up the black velvet box from the small dressing table in my room and opened it up, staring at the four-carat diamond surrounded by pretty blue sapphires all around it. I wanted blue to match her eyes. I knew it was cheesy, but I wanted to make this night special, even if it wasn’t real.
I closed the box and slid it inside my suit jacket before heading out for the night. I had a l
imo waiting with champagne chilling inside. I wanted to give her the proposal of her dreams, one that I knew she couldn’t say no to. Even though I knew the proposal would never actually end with a marriage, I wanted to enjoy the moment for what it was.
I considered this my trial run. When I did find a woman, IF I found a woman I wanted to marry, I wanted to do it right. I felt a twinge of guilt knowing Hailey was my guinea pig. She’d land on her feet. There would be a long line of wealthy men waiting to pick up the pieces. I ignored the sharp pang of jealousy that thought carried with it.
It wasn’t my concern. My concern was securing my future and the future of my company. It wasn’t only me that depended on the company staying afloat. I had a large team of people that counted on their paychecks. I couldn’t let them lose that stability because I was too chicken to go through with something I should have done months ago.
I called the restaurant that overlooked the water on my way to the car, making sure everything was in place for the night. I was assured every detail had been considered. Once inside the car, I leaned into the leather seat and exhaled a long breath.
“This is it,” I muttered, feeling the nerves in my stomach jumping around.
When the car came to a stop in front of Hailey’s house, I climbed out and knocked on her door.
“Hi,” she said with a nervous smile.
“Hi there. Are you ready?”
“Do you want to come in for a minute?” she asked, and I immediately thought back to the first few times I had been at her door and she wouldn’t invite me in.
“No, our car is waiting if you’re ready.”
She smiled and nodded her head. Her hair was pulled up in some fancy updo with little curls hanging loose and framing her face. She had on a little black dress with a black choker necklace and dainty earrings. She was an absolute vision. I was almost bummed I had rented out the entire restaurant for our big night. I wanted to show her off.
She hooked her arm through my elbow, and I escorted her to the waiting limo. She paused before climbing in. “This is unexpected.”
