Tall, Dark and Paranormal: 10 Thrilling Tales of Sexy Alpha Bad Boys

by Opal Carew

  But then Drake realized how stupid he was being. Last night had been wonderful and the sex they’d just had definitely made that morning the best in the last eight years. Every minute he stayed with her increased the chance that he might start to turn into a zombie, though. It would be safer to bail on breakfast.

  Drake opened his mouth to tell Simone he had to leave, but she chose that moment to hop out of bed and bend over to pick up a piece of clothing they’d tossed on the floor the night before. The sight of her sexy ass completely obliterated every thought in his head. Then she started describing a new sex move she’d read about in Cosmo—one that involved a hot, steamy shower and him taking her from behind. He was out of the bed and after her like a shot. Ah, the hell with it. He might be a zombie, but he was a man too, and there were just certain things a man couldn’t pass up. Showering with her was one of them.

  When he got to the bathroom, Simone had turned on the water and was already waiting for him in the glass-enclosed shower. Despite having had sex with her less than an hour ago, his cock was hard and throbbing with need again and it was all he could do not to pick her up and plunge himself inside her the moment he joined her. But as she lathered body wash between her hands, then ran them over her breasts and down her taut tummy with the sexiest come-hither look he’d ever seen, he decided he could deny himself a little longer if it meant being treated to such an erotic show.

  As he watched, Simone slid one hand between her legs to tease her pussy provocatively before moving back up to cup her breasts. Giving him a sexy smile, she caught her lower lip between her perfect teeth and squeezed her soap-covered nipples.

  “You have no idea how turned on you’re making me,” he said hoarsely.

  “Why don’t you tell me?” Her smile broadened. “Or better yet, come over here and show me.”

  As much as he wanted to watch her touch herself some more, the desire to run his hands over her silky skin was just too powerful to resist and he found himself closing the distance between them. Wrapping his arms around her, he slid his hands down her back to cup her ass. She moaned as he gave her cheeks a squeeze.

  “That feel good?” he asked.

  “Very good.”

  He moved his hands around to the front to cup her breasts. Her nipples were hard as little pebbles between his fingers and he gave them a firm pinch. “How about this?”

  “Mm-hmm.”

  Sliding one hand down, he dipped his finger in her pussy. She was hot and wet, a sure indication that she was just as ready to have sex again as he was.

  He kissed his way along the curve of her jaw to suck on her bottom lip. “I think it’s time we try out that sex position you were telling me about.”

  “I think you’re right.”

  Giving him a long, slow kiss on the mouth, she turned around so that her back was to him. Bending his head to kiss the curve of her neck, Drake reached around to cup her sex in his hand, gently finding his way between the downy curls and fingering her plump clit. As he made slow, lazy circles around it, Simone rotated her hips in time with the movements. Every time she wiggled, her ass rubbed up against his hard cock. While it felt incredible, it also made it very difficult to concentrate on what he was doing. Unable to help himself, he let out a groan.

  Simone reached up to bury her fingers in his hair. He lifted his head from the curve of her neck to find her gazing up at him.

  “I need you inside me,” she said in a breathy whisper. “Now.”

  She didn’t wait for a reply, but instead spread her legs and bent over, placing her hands against the wall. In that position, he was not only treated to a view of her heart-shaped ass, but the pink folds of her beautiful pussy as well, and he let out another groan. Eight years of solitary confinement was a small price to pay for the opportunity to make love to a woman like Simone.

  As tempting as it was to immediately thrust himself deep inside her, Drake couldn’t keep from rubbing the head of his cock up and down her wet slit. The moan that escaped Simone’s lips was his undoing, though, and a moment later he grasped her hips and plunged into her pussy in one smooth motion.

  Her pussy was so tight and wet around him that he thought he was going to explode right then. He stayed where he was until he got himself under control. Then he tightened his hold on her hips and pumped into her as slowly as he could manage. That technique worked until Simone shoved her ass back to meet his thrusts.

  “Harder,” she demanded, looking at him over her shoulder.

  Drake was powerless to resist her. “Your wish is my command.”

  Gripping her hips, he pounded into her harder and harder. The sound of their wet skin slapping together in the small confines of the shower was so damn arousing it was all he could do to keep from coming just from that alone. Closing his eyes, he growled as he fought back the urge. He wouldn’t come yet, not until he made her scream first.

  Fortunately it didn’t take that long, as her moans soon turned to cries of ecstasy. Only then did he allow the dam inside him to burst, squeezing her hips hard and thrusting into her as hard as he could. With a groan, he pulled her back against him one last time and buried his cock up to the hilt in her heat as his orgasm rushed through him.

  Breathing ragged, Drake braced one hand on the wall, then collapsed forward, burying his face in the curve of Simone’s neck. In twelve hours, they’d had sex more times than he could remember, and yet he didn’t think he’d ever be able to get enough of her. He’d never been with anyone so amazing.

  Drake didn’t know how long he and Simone stayed like that, but by the time they got out of the shower and dried off, it took every ounce of strength he had left to drag himself into the kitchen for the breakfast she promised him. He naturally assumed she’d been talking about bacon and eggs, possibly even pancakes, when she said she would make him breakfast, so he was a little surprised when she set a bowl of oatmeal in front of him instead.

  Simone must have seen the stunned look on his face because she put a banana down beside the bowl, gave him a grin and reminded him she could only make two dishes and neither of them were appropriate for breakfast.

  “Besides, oatmeal is good for you,” she told him as she sat down.

  Drake hadn’t had oatmeal since he was a kid and he didn’t like it much then, but as he ate, he had to admit the extra cinnamon she’d added made it pretty damn good. Maybe his taste had changed as he’d gotten older. Then again, maybe it was the short robe Simone was wearing. With all the cleavage she was showing, he probably could have eaten cardboard and thought it was delicious.

  Drake intended to leave after breakfast, but then Simone asked if he wanted to take a look at her book. Even though he knew he shouldn’t, he found himself agreeing. He just couldn’t say no to her. Okay, he would read what she’d written, give his opinion, then go.

  At least that had been his plan. But the minute she grabbed her laptop and headed for the bedroom, he knew he was in trouble. He promised himself he’d keep his pants on and just help her with the editing.

  It didn’t quite work out that way. When they got to the part of the book where the hero and heroine were about to have sex, Simone teasingly ran her hand over his belt and suggested they act out the scene.

  “Just to see if it’s possible,” she added, giving him a naughty smile.

  Drake couldn’t move the laptop aside fast enough. Though he did wonder how they were going to act out the sex scene considering the lovers in Simone’s book were making out atop a wine barrel in the middle of a winery.

  Her grin widened. “Don’t worry. I’ve got it covered.”

  Curious, Drake lifted a brow, but when he asked, she merely took his hand and led him around to the upholstered bench at the foot of the bed.

  “Now, you sit here and imagine you’re on top of that wine barrel,” she said. “Does it make sense that the heroine could climb on top of the hero’s lap and wrap her legs around him while she rides his cock?”

  His mouth twitched with amuseme
nt at the way she said it, as if they were conducting some sort of science experiment. This was definitely the kind of research he didn’t mind taking part in. He unbuckled his belt. “Why don’t we find out?”

  Lips curved into a smile, Simone untied the sash at her waist, then let her robe fall to the floor. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she climbed on the bench so that she was straddling his lap, then slowly lowered herself onto his hard cock.

  Drake let out a husky groan as her hot, wet pussy enveloped his shaft. She felt so good sitting on top of him that he almost didn’t want her to move. But as she slowly began to ride up and down on him, he decided that felt even better.

  Simone buried her fingers in his hair, then tilted his head back and kissed him. As her tongue teased his, it occurred to him that they weren’t exactly mimicking the characters in her book. He was wondering if he should point that out to her when he felt her shift her weight. Instead of wrapping her legs around him like he thought she was going to do, however, she placed her feet on the bench so that her knees were bent, then she leaned all the way back until her arms were stretched out behind her and she was touching the floor. Drake could only gaze at her in amazement. He’d never been with a woman who was so damn flexible.

  As Simone began to rock back and forth against him, Drake stopped marveling at her flexibility and focused on enjoying the benefits of it. Not only did the move give him a full-frontal view of her naked body, but every time she rocked forward, her pussy clenched his cock so tightly he thought he might actually pass out from how good it felt.

  From the look of ecstasy on Simone’s face, the position was just as good for her. Knowing how to make it even better, he rested one hand on the inside of her thigh and made slow, deliberate circles on her clit with the fingers of the other. At his touch, Simone caught her breath, her eyes going wide.

  “Too much?” he asked, stilling his finger.

  She shook her head. “God, no. It feels wonderful.”

  He started making circles with his finger again. “Think I could make you come like this?”

  Her eyes flared with excitement. “Let’s find out.”

  Drake was definitely up for the challenge. As he continued to rub her clit, though, he got the feeling bringing her to orgasm in this position wasn’t going to be that difficult. If the way her breathing quickened was any indication, then she was already on the verge of climaxing.

  “Oh, yeah,” she moaned. “That’s it. Don’t stop.”

  “I won’t,” he promised. “Come for me, baby.”

  Simone rocked against him faster, her breath coming in quick pants, her pussy squeezing him tighter and tighter until he wasn’t sure he could hold back any longer. But in this position, she was controlling the pace. He couldn’t thrust at all. He could only sit back and watch her come. When he finally heard her scream in pleasure, her pussy clenched so tightly around him that it felt as if she was milking him. That was all it took and he toppled over the edge, coming with a hoarse groan.

  After both their orgasms had abated, Drake took Simone’s hands in his and pulled her upright. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, and she rested her head on his shoulder with a sigh.

  “That was off-the-charts good,” she said softly.

  “I won’t argue with that,” he agreed.

  “It wasn’t exactly how I wrote it in my book, though,” she pointed out. “I’m thinking I might just have to rewrite that part. Or add in another sex scene.”

  He chuckled.

  When he and Simone finally got their breath back, they moved to the bed where they spent the rest of the day alternately working on her book and talking about anything and everything imaginable. Drake couldn’t remember having so much fun doing absolutely nothing, but Simone made everything enjoyable. As he listened to her tell a story about the time she went fishing with her dad and freed all the worms because she didn’t want to hurt them, he realized this was the happiest he’d ever been in his life.

  Too bad he had to get turned into a zombie to get to this place.

  Oh, hell. Thinking about being a zombie reminded him again of the risk he was taking by staying. Lately, he’d been turning on a fairly regular schedule, but that didn’t mean a random episode couldn’t happen at any time. He needed to leave before he went all walking dead again.

  But then Simone suggested ordering take-out from Chan Lee’s for dinner and even though he knew he was pushing his luck, he once more found himself putting off going home. He just couldn’t make himself leave. Somewhere between last night and that story about the fishing worms, he had fallen in a serious way for Simone Kent. And so he convinced himself it would be okay to stay just a little while longer.

  Getting her to eat the chicken with black bean sauce straight out of the carton when their dinner arrived took some persuasion on his part, but she finally gave in. As she sat cross-legged on the couch, wearing nothing but that short, sexy robe and digging out little pieces of chicken with a pair of chopsticks a few minutes later, Drake had to admit she looked damn cute doing it.

  “So, was I right about it tasting better when you eat it out of the carton?” he asked when she set her empty take-out box on the coffee table beside his.

  Simone laughed. “I don’t know if I’d go that far, but it was pretty good. And less mess to clean up.” She picked up the two fortune cookies sitting on the table and handed one to him.

  He arched a brow. “You don’t actually read the fortunes in these things, do you?”

  She gave him a surprised look. “Of course. It’s part of the fun. Don’t you?”

  “Not usually.”

  “Well, you should,” she said, then grinned. “It makes the cookie taste better if you read the fortune.”

  Drake chuckled. He supposed he couldn’t argue with that logic. He tore open the wrapper and broke the cookie in half. Beside him, Simone did the same. Pulling the tiny piece of paper free, she held it up and read it aloud.

  “Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart.” She regarded him thoughtfully. “Well, you’ve certainly caught my eye.”

  His mouth quirked. “And what about the second part?”

  Her lips curved into a teasing smile. “It’s too early to tell yet, but there’s definitely some potential there.” She broke off a piece of cookie and nibbled on it. “What does yours say?”

  Potential was good. Drake broke open the cookie and took out the fortune tucked inside, then read it to himself. He groaned inwardly. Now he remembered why he never read these things.

  “What does it say?” Simone asked.

  When he didn’t answer right away, she leaned closer so she could see the slip of paper in his hand.

  “It is wise to disclose what cannot be concealed,” she read aloud, then gave him a teasing smile. “Oooh, now that sounds mysterious. So, what are you concealing, Mr. Parrish? No, don’t tell me. Let me guess.” She regarded him thoughtfully. “I know. You’re a super spy working undercover as a consulting editor.”

  Drake chuckled and tossed the piece of paper on the coffee table. “Now I know why you became a writer.”

  She laughed. “Okay, so maybe that was a little far-fetched. You used to be an accountant for the mob and now you’re in witness protection.”

  His mouth twitched. “Living in Manhattan? I think they relocate people to places like Iowa or Montana.”

  “It’s easier to blend in if you live in Manhattan.”

  If she only knew, Drake thought. When a guy spent half his life as a zombie, it was hard to blend in anywhere, even a city like New York. He didn’t mention that to Simone, though. Instead, he put his arm around her and pulled her close for a kiss.

  “I’m not super spy or an accountant on the run from the mob,” he said. “I’m just a simple consulting editor having an affair with one of my authors.”

  She laughed. “Oooh, having an affair. That makes it sound so illicit.”

  He tugged her onto his lap.
“Illicit affairs are the best kind.”

  Drake kissed her again and slid his hand under her robe to run his finger along her pussy. She was already wet.

  “So, is it eating Chinese food out of the carton that has you so excited?” he murmured against her mouth. “Or is it the idea of us having an illicit affair?”

  She untied the sash of her robe and shrugged it off her shoulders, then reached for his belt. “Neither. It’s just being in the same room as you.”

  That answer worked for him.

  He pulled his shirt over his head, then helped her get his jeans off. Once he was naked, he gently tugged Simone down to give her another kiss. As he let his hands roam over her slender curves, he took his time exploring her mouth, alternating between soft, gentle pecks and firmer, more urgent kisses before drawing her bottom lip into his mouth and sucking on it.

  Lifting her head, Simone gazed down at him with pure, unadulterated desire in her blue eyes. With a moan, she bent to kiss him long and hard on the mouth. He slid his hand in her hair, intending to leave her just as breathless as before, but she pulled away to kiss and nibble her way down his chest and stomach until she came to his hard cock.

  Drake groaned as Simone wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and bent to swirl her tongue over the head, licking the bead of pre-cum that had gathered there. He waited for her to take him completely in her mouth, but she seemed content to run her tongue up and down his penis. Although what she was doing was extremely pleasurable, he was impatient for her to suck on him. He was at the point of thinking he might have to actually beg when she finally closed her lips over him and took him deep.

  He sucked in a breath, only to groan again as she moved her mouth up and down on him.

  “God, that feels good,” he rasped.

  She murmured something unintelligible against his cock as she continued to slowly bob her head up and down. He knew from the blow job she’d given him last night that she was extremely good at it, so he was all set for her to get him off like that again, but after one more swirl of the tongue, she crawled up his body to straddle his hips. Apparently, she wanted him inside her. That was fine with him.