Jason slammed the book shut and Mike wondered if his actions were for him or for Mia who must be freaking out in the bedroom.
“Listen,” Jason said. “I’m not one to give advice but I’m gonna say something. Paige seems like a nice woman and all. She did a great job at the wedding and at Mia’s party but if she says no again, then leave her alone.”
Mike nodded even though he was hoping she wouldn’t say that. He wanted a chance, just one chance to be alone with her. She needed to see him for who he was and not who he had been.
“Now go. My wife is probably freaking out in there and I’m going to use it to my advantage.” Jason said with a wink as he opened the door for Mike.
Mike walked out and turned to say thanks when Jason said, “You know you’ve never just come by before…you must really want this.”
Mike saw a look on Jason’s face like he finally realized Mike was growing up.
“Funny, but I do.”
“Then I consider her a lucky woman.”
“Now comes the hard part of convincing her of that.”
Chapter Six
Mike looked at the address again as he drove down the street. Paige lived in a small cul-de-sac, the homes built around the 1950’s. He sort of expected her to live in an apartment complex or condo, but again, he was making assumptions about a woman he knew nothing about. He looked at the mailboxes and came upon hers.
Mike parked in the street and noticed a car was parked in the driveway. He hoped it was hers. It wasn’t fancy but that wasn’t a surprise. Paige probably bought it for reliability more than for its looks. Lights were still on in the house and he checked his watch. It was going on eleven in the evening…he hoped everything was okay with Marlene.
He knocked on the door, waiting as he heard footsteps. The door slowly opened and he saw Paige. She was wearing a short nightie covered by an equally short robe. Her face was beautiful, free of any makeup and her hair was up, held by some large clip. He expected her to say something like, ‘what in the hell are you doing here?’ but all she did was lean forward and grab him by his tie, pulling him inside quickly.
Mike moved with the motion, letting Paige get him inside the door before she shut it and turned to him. In a mere second, she was on tip-toe, kissing him and his hands wrapped around her waist. He pulled her in tight, not believing he was actually kissing her or the other way around. Paige put her arms around his shoulders, running her fingers through his hair as she kissed him with a passion he hadn’t felt in a long time.
He’d kissed plenty of women but Paige’s kiss made her seem like she was starved, wanting to devour him as her tongue mingled with his. His breath was short as he gulped for air, not wanting to ever break their first kiss. His hands roamed down to her hips and Paige pushed her pelvis in tightly. Mike let out a groan as his hardened cock felt Paige’s body and he slid his hands around her buttocks and lower, lifting her up.
They didn’t break the kiss as he held her. Paige rubbed her breasts against the front of Mike’s suit and he wanted to feel those breasts against his naked chest. He wanted to ask her which way led to the bedroom but he didn’t want her all of a sudden thinking about her stars or sun sign. He wanted her thinking about fucking him because that’s all he could think about.
Opening an eye, he saw a hall and just started moving. One door led to the bathroom and he wasn’t ready for that yet. He wanted to get down and dirty with Paige and the second door yielded the bedroom.
Mike moved towards the bed and slowly laid Paige on it. Hunched over, he began taking his tie off and Paige pushed his jacket off his shoulders. He left it where it fell as his fingers began unbuttoning his shirt. Paige seemed less than patient when she pulled his shirt apart and tugged the cuffs over his wrists. Before he could do anything else, she was unbuttoning his trousers and lowering his pants around his hips. His underwear went just as fast.
It wasn’t until he was totally naked that Paige leaned back on her elbow and looked at him. He was expecting her to tell him to leave.
“Condoms are in the drawer next to you,” she said as she untied the sash of her robe and let it fall open. Her breasts were cupped by swashes of burgundy silk and he could see her hard nipples through the sheer material.
Mike opened the drawer, grabbing a condom and noticed there was a lot. He wondered if she had a lot of men over and then stopped thinking. He put one on as Paige slowly lifted the hem of her nightie, showing him exactly where he wanted to go.
Paige lifted her nightie slowly, watching Mike’s eyes as it followed the silky path. She knew exactly what she was doing. She’d played this scene in her head a thousand times before this moment and now was time for reality. She wanted this. She wanted him. The last time she had sex with someone, she had really liked the guy. She didn’t even know Mike but that didn’t matter.
There was something magical about him, the sleek muscles of his legs, the golden hair triangulated around his erection. His stomach was a washboard of muscled lines, his chest was tight and his nipples were a rosy hue that made her mouth water. He was hot and naked, he was hotter. She almost squirmed with excitement.
His cock stood straight, looking right at her and all she could think about was having him inside her. She knew her pussy lips were moist. Just the sight of him made her insides quiver. Kissing him had been better than she imagined. She was about to find out what fucking him felt like. He licked his bottom lip as the silky material came off her hips, giving him more than an eye full.
“Come here,” she said huskily. He looked into her eyes for a second and then moved like a flash of lightening, his lips devouring hers just as hard as she had attacked his by the front door. He gave her a punishing kiss as he moved her into the middle of the bed, his knees separating her thighs. He pushed her robe off her shoulder, the strap sliding down to her elbow. He rubbed his hand over her breast and Paige’s nipples swelled and tightened more. She couldn’t wait. She felt like she’d been waiting forever for this one shot.
“Get inside me now,” she moaned as his lips left a trail down her neck to her breast. The warmth was exquisite as his hot tongue sucked on her nipple and she ran her hands down his back, up his sides and then to his nipples, rubbing the hard points. He groaned and put his hard sheath at her hot fiery entrance and then looked into her eyes.
“Now,” she commanded. She saw a look, almost like a question but then he moved his hand, pushing the tip in slightly. Paige felt him slide in and fill her.
She moved her legs, spreading herself wider as he pulled back out and then in again. Wrapping her legs around his hips, her hands ran over his muscular torso and she gave into the sensations of making love.
Neither spoke after that. There seemed little point as each explored the other, kissing lips and skin, biting a shoulder, running hands over flesh.
This was new, this was their first time and it shouldn’t be happening. It wasn’t in the plan, but at the moment, Paige didn’t care about the plan because Mike moved a little to the left and she felt a new sensation inside her pussy as he stroked her.
A hot heat began to burn inside her womb, spreading quickly throughout her body. She hadn’t felt that sensation before with previous lovers or boyfriends. She must have moaned or done something because Mike moved his hand to her engorged clit and rubbed her while he moved against her and Paige started to come quickly. She felt the small quakes flicker and soon her body was having a spasm and she could feel the orgasm wash through her body as she writhed beneath him.
Mike’s thrusts were deep, banging into her hard. He was still stroking her as he came and Paige watched his face through half eyes, watching him as he came into her body and she thought she’d never seen anything so sexy. He let out a deep breath, a final grunt and he pulled out of her and lay down next to her, not saying a word.
Paige rolled over and put her hands under her head, watching Mike’s chest rise and fall. She wasn’t sure what to say now. Thanks?
“Jesus,” Mike
said as he turned his head to look at Paige. His hair was messed up and his face was flushed. He let out another deep breath. “I didn’t come over here to do this.”
“Are you disappointed?” she asked, suddenly worried. She may have wanted this to happen but she hadn’t planned it. When he stood on her doorstep, all she could think about was how sexy he looked in his suit. It reminded her of the first time she met him. He’d been in a tuxedo and she wanted to jump his bones then too. Something came over her to just take him and put herself out of the misery of wondering what it would be like to make love to him.
“No not at all. It’s just that I expected…,” he paused as he searched her face. “I don’t know what I expected but it wasn’t this. I guess I expected you to tell me to get lost again.”
“Then you are disappointed,” she answered for him. Maybe she had read the signs wrong. They’d met and she’d felt an instant attraction; so did he. He was the one who recommended her business to caterer tonight’s party. There had to be something between them, didn’t there? Maybe she should have followed the signs and stuck with her original plan.
Mike didn’t answer right away and Paige wondered what he was thinking. “Why did this happen tonight?” he asked.
Paige thought to lie and cover up the truth but she was never good a lying.
“My horoscope said tonight was the night to spend making love,” Or words to that effect, she wanted to add but didn’t. She wasn’t lying but she had sort of exaggerated the truth. Her daily horoscope actually said—A good day to spend with loved ones.
Mike looked at her funny and then turned so they were facing each other. He watched her face as his hand unrolled the used condom and threw it toward her waste basket and had gotten it in. She looked back at Mike, who was grinning from ear to ear.
“Then I guess I’ve just got tonight,” He kissed her again. Paige said nothing because there was nothing to say.
Kissing him felt like being kissed by the stars and the night was the perfect for spend making love
Chapter Seven
Paige moved and felt warmth against her back. She moved again and the warm moved, enveloping her around the waist and pulling her tightly. Her ass felt the instant heat and she felt slippery between the legs. A set of lips kissed her shoulder and then Paige smiled, as warm fingertips stroked her nipples. Her body reacted, stretching like a cat after a long nap, and she leaned back into the warmth, turning so she was facing Mike.
“Morning,” she said as she watched his sleeping face. She noticed his skin was smooth and his morning stubble was showing. He looked peaceful, wearing a slight grin on his face as he pushed his face into her hair.
“Morning yourself,” he said as he rubbed his face against hers. Paige wanted to stay right there as Mike snuggled against her. She could think of nothing better to do as he ran his hand over her breasts and down her stomach. He stopped just as he hit her pubic area and then opened an eye. “What do we have here?”
Paige smiled at his silliness. He’d spent enough time down there during the night to know exactly what was right there.
“Maybe you should investigate,” she prompted. His tongue had been quick to bring her to an orgasm that had wracked her body. She wouldn’t mind a repeat performance. Mike moved under the covers and Paige laughed as he positioned himself between her legs, pushing them up and wide. He lifted the cover off his head and Paige stared at him as he ran his fingers over her outer lips.
“Just what I expected,” he said with a serious face and Paige grinned. His fingers moved slowly, tracing the lips from her clit, down to her ass and then back up. She closed her eyes as his fingers slipped into her folds, following the previous path up and down. Then his fingers touched her clit, slowing circling the little nub that was growing with each pass of his thumb. He stopped and Paige quickly opened her eyes.
Mike hovered over her pussy, a mere inch from it, watching her. Paige stared back, waiting for his next move. He slowly stuck out his tongue and licked her clit. Every part of her body screamed in pleasure. She closed her eyes, feeling her body tingle and then opened them again. Mike was waiting.
When he had her attention again, he licked her again. Paige felt the same response and wanted to wash her body in it. She kept looking at him as he dined on her clit, one stroke at a time. Each stroke pushed her on, building her excitement. Mike moved his fingers, sliding them between her labial lips towards the center of her heat and stroked as his tongue flickered over her engorged clit.
She couldn’t stay focused. She couldn’t watch him eat her. She could only feel each pass of his tongue and fingers as they consumed her. She couldn’t hold back the orgasm that was quickly arriving. She wanted each stroke and flicker to last and when it didn’t, she grabbed onto the bed cloths, gripping hard as another climax rippled through her twisting body.
She felt warm lips, the taste of her body on them as Mike’s tongue found hers. The weight of his body felt like heaven as she wrapped her arms and legs round him, feeling his erection against her swollen folds. She wanted to spend all day fucking this man, feeling him inside her, around her, beneath her. Over her, he covered her with kisses as his hands kneaded her breasts that were so sensitive she was ready for another orgasm. He leaned to the right, grabbing another packet out of the open drawer by the bed and put it in his mouth, tearing off one end as he watched her. One handed, he put the condom on and slid in quick.
Paige felt every part of him consume her. She wanted to be consumed.
Mike pulled out. “Turn over,” he said and Paige turned around, untangling her body until her ass was toward Mike and she was on her knees.
“You’ve got a great ass,” he said as his hands ran over her hips and down the flanks of her thighs. He slid them slowly up the middle until they met at the center of her core. Paige closed her eyes, wanting him to do everything to her. She was his to do with as he wished. She’d been crazy to think she could deny him or herself this pleasure.
Mike pushed into her wet channel and Paige leaned forward, pushing her ass out as her wet pussy made sounds with his cock.
“I don’t think I’m gonna last,” Mike said around the fourth stroke and Paige didn’t care. She just wanted him to pound into her. His angle was good and she loved the strokes he administered.
She said ‘fuck me’ into the pillow and Mike complied, lasting longer than she expected, giving her pussy a good rubbing. When he came, he held on to her hips, pounding hard at the end making her insides quiver again. He pulled her to him as he laid down, his cock still inside her. Paige felt like putty, all languid and loose and very relaxed.
“What time do you need to go to work?” he asked as his arms surrounded her.
Paige felt a sudden panic. Work, she hadn’t thought about work since running out on it the previous night.
“How did last night go?” she asked. She wondered if his arrival last night was to tell her about a fiasco.
“Like clock work. No problems.” Paige felt instantly relieved. “I meant to ask how your friend was doing…before we…” He stopped and Paige turned her head to see the grin on his face.
“Marlene is great. It was scary for a while…they wouldn’t tell me what was going on but apparently the doctor made a mistake on her due date. Here we thought she was eight months pregnant but she was really closer to nine.”
“That’s messed up,” Mike said.
“Yeah, that’s very messed up. Apparently the bleeding started when the fetus detached from the wall or something like that. They had to take her into surgery for a cesarean. They had a little girl.”
“Her husband got there in time?”
“Just in the nick of time. He got to see his daughter born. He said it was the most amazing thing he’d ever seen.”
Mike said nothing as his fingers ran up and down her arm. Paige felt the soft caresses as they traveled over her body.
“Do you want to get married?” he asked and Paige froze, looking back at Mike. He raise
d a brow, looking for a response.
“You’re not asking, are you?” She felt a sudden panic.
“No, just curious. I don’t know anything about you.” Paige felt relief and also a sense of disappointment. No one had ever asked her to get married. “Answer the question.”
“Some day,” she replied easily. Didn’t every woman want to get married?
“How about children?”
“Maybe some day,” she said. She couldn’t wait to see Marlene’s baby.
“I’ve got to go to work,” he said as he kissed her shoulder. Paige watched his soft lips. “When can I see you again?” Paige looked into his eyes and they bore down on her.
“I don’t know.” She wasn’t sure if this was more than a one time thing.
“Not good enough. Let’s go to dinner tonight.”
“I can’t,” she said quickly.
“Why not?” Mike asked.
Paige didn’t want to answer because she hadn’t consulted her daily horoscope yet. “I’m working.”
“Then we’ll go after.”
“I can’t,” Paige answered. She looked at him, noting the angry look on his face.
“Why? You need to consult some crystal ball to check when you can see me again?”
“No,” she said defensively.
“Then see me tonight. I really want to get to know you.”
“I can’t. This wasn’t supposed to happen in the first place,” she blurted out.
Mike said nothing as he stared at her, hard. Paige saw his eyes squint just slightly and she realized she’d just hurt him immensely. Their night together had been wonderful. It was simple, very pleasurable and she’d enjoyed every minute. So why couldn’t she just let go and see where this went?
Mike got out of bed, taking the condom off and throwing it in the trash. He walked to the other side of the bed, picking up his clothes.
“Mike,” Paige said and he looked at her. “I…” she started but nothing came out.
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