by Haley Travis
I nodded, as his fingers worked into the back of my hair, sending my pulse skyrocketing. He was so sexy that I almost felt dizzy being this close to him. Without even realizing that I was doing it, I leaned in to kiss along the side of his throat, breathing in his deep, male scent.
I’d always heard women talk about men who were so hot that their panties got wet, but I thought it was a joke or an exaggeration. Now I felt my hips squirming, and the long-neglected area between my legs becoming overheated with need.
His huge hands cradled my hips, and a shiver ran up my spine. Looking up into those deep eyes, I could clearly see he felt it too. His lips brushed against mine gently, then our sweet kiss became a lot more.
Our fingers tangled in each other’s hair. My breasts pressed against his firm chest. I could feel my nipples tighten into sensitive little peaks, and another shiver of desire ran through me as his hand slipped into the back of my shirt, caressing my skin gently before sneaking around to the front.
I leaned back an inch to make room as his fingers slipped under my bra, grazing along the underside of my breast before swirling his fingertips around my nipple. I trembled as a wave of raw lust poured through me, my nerves jangling so loudly I wondered if he could hear them.
When I realized how badly I needed him inside me, I almost forget how to breathe. Is it too soon, I wondered. I had no idea what he was expecting. I had no idea what was normal with dating anymore. All I knew was that I couldn’t stop my hips from moving, and his thumb and forefinger were pinching my nipple just enough to make me squirm. His tongue was dancing in my mouth, making me forget that there was a world beyond this couch, and Grant.
CHAPTER FIVE
* Grant *
I could feel how passionate Leah was. Every time she touched me, kissed me, I felt my cravings for her luscious body grow stronger. Even though her soft moans were driving me wild, I stopped and pulled back for a moment.
“Leah,” I said gently, “I know you’re a bit quiet, but I want you to know that you can tell me anything, okay?”
She nodded, but didn’t seem to understand what I meant.
“What I’m saying, baby, is if you want me to stop, just tell me. I swear you can’t offend me.”
Her eyes seemed to glow as she smiled sweetly. “Okay.”
My pulse was hammering in my ears, as the need to tear her clothing off was almost overwhelming. My thumb ran along the side of her throat. “Baby, I am feeling all sorts of things for you that are brand new. Some of them are outright fierce. So I want to be careful not to scare you away.”
The tip of her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip. “What do you mean, fierce?” she breathed.
I clutched her against me, gripping her ass in my huge hand. Watching her carefully, I said, “I would never pressure you, baby. But I desperately need to have you naked, in my bed.” I gave my head a shake. “I mean, whenever you’re ready, you know–”
“Yes,” she whispered, licking her lips again and giving me the most seductive smile I’d ever seen.
“Seriously?” I couldn’t quite believe it.
“Yeah,” she said softly. “Why are you surprised?”
“I don’t know. Maybe I just expected you to be nervous.”
“I am,” she nodded. “But... you listen to me. You’re sweet with me. I’m terrified, but I want you.”
“Oh, baby, I love that you’re so honest with me,” I murmured, picking her up and taking her to the bedroom. “If I do anything you don’t like, just tell me.”
“Mmm,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around my neck to kiss me. She pulled me with her, as we laid across the new bed that I’d never shared with anyone before.
I’d spent so many nights here wondering if I’d find a girl who was worth the energy, and now here she was.
I felt a jolt of satisfaction burst through me as I reached under her shirt to unclasp her bra. Pulling it off with her shirt, my lips instantly wrapped around the pretty pink bud that was so tight it was begging for my touch. Circling her other nipple with my thumb, her soft moans were making me crazy.
Her breasts were so round and soft, so absolutely feminine that it made every primal urge I’d ever had kick into overdrive.
I slipped off her skirt, dragging her panties along for the ride. She gasped, realizing that she was suddenly completely naked for me. For several moments I could do nothing but stare. Her full, sweet curves. Her wide, lake-blue eyes. Those full lips taunting me.
Ripping off my tight t-shirt, I leaned in again to kiss her. But this time it wasn’t as gentle. I wanted her to feel the heat pounding through my veins.
I felt her delicate hands trying to unfasten my jeans, and grinned into our kiss. “You don’t like being naked all alone?”
“No,” she pouted, looking impossibly sexy.
I tucked a pillow under her head, then peeled off my pants but left my shorts on for a minute, abandoning her sweet lips to trail kisses down her throat, her lovely full breasts, then down the soft skin of her stomach.
Settling between her legs, I scooped under her ass, spreading her thighs wide and tilting her so that her naked little mound was just under my lips.
She stared at me curiously, as I spread her delicate flesh open with my thumbs. Looking down to examine her sweet pussy, I murmured, “Absolutely gorgeous,” before trailing my tongue along the edge of every single fold and curve. I meandered slowly, taking my time testing and tasting.
Her soft little sighs were making far too much blood surge to my cock, but I tried not to think about that for the moment.
“You taste like heaven, baby,” I moaned, flicking the tip of my tongue around her clit, teasing lightly as she quivered.
Then I begin licking through the soft valley of her pussy again, dipping my tongue inside her several times before returning to her swollen nub.
Her back arched, and she made a strange choked sob. “Oh! Grant… I…”
I dragged my tongue along her sweet little opening, collecting her honey, then swiping across her clit. Over and over I stroked through her wetness while she clutched the back of my hair, moaning louder. Her hips began to writhe, as she tilted her hips, pressing her softness firmly against my mouth.
“Please…” she cried. Her breasts were heaving as she tried to draw breath. Her thighs were quivering against my ears. Her stomach twitched, and I knew she was so close to an explosion that the expression in her eyes was almost fear.
Gently sliding two fingers inside her, I worked them back and forth gently while my tongue concentrated on her clit. Leah began moaning and muttering, her head falling back as her fingers clenched my hair tightly.
She was gushing around my fingers, her hips bucking up as her head flung forward slightly. “Please…” she choked. “Grant…” Then she squealed, every muscle contracting and lurching forward as her snug little pussy clamped down on my fingers, her clit quivering under my tongue as a long, earthquake level climax rattled through her.
When she finally collapsed back across the bed, I crawled up to hold her in my arms, kissing her cheeks and forehead until she could breathe.
“Wow,” she giggled sweetly, looking up at me.
I had known that I was falling for her hard. But in that second, as she gazed at me dreamily, I knew that I was completely, irrevocably, helplessly in love with her.
For several minutes we just stared at each other, knowing what was to come, and in no rush to break the spell.
Then my fingertips trailed along the edge of her gorgeous face. “Leah, I’ve been waiting for you for so long. I adore every single thing about you. But you also make me curious to know more.”
A soft blush stained her cheeks, and her nose twitched as she grinned. “You know, you’re pretty adorable for such a big hunk of a guy.”
“That’s my superpower. I let people think I’m a tough guy when it suits me.”
“I like that you’re all soft and squishy on the inside,” she giggled.
G
rabbing her hand, I dragged it down my chest, down my rippled abs, and placed it on the bulge in my shorts that had become so hard it was almost pulsing in time to my heartbeat. “Squishy? Baby, one look at you and I think I’m going to be hard for the rest of my life.”
Her sparkling laugh filled the room, as her sweet little fingers traced the outline of my cock through my shorts. Then her eyes grew wide as she realized the full size of the object she was playing with.
“Are you going to take these off for me?” she asked.
“Baby, I should tell you, I get a check-up every year, even though I haven’t slept with a woman in over three years.”
“Oh, um… I’m on the pill. And, yeah, I know I’m fine.”
“You’re more than fine, precious,” I said gently, slipping off my shorts and sliding my hand between her legs to caress her softly.
Her hand locked around me, stroking along my full length. Even though she was gentle, she had me so obscenely excited I wasn’t sure if I could control myself. Laying over her, I took hold of my shaft, dragging the thick head between her smooth, silky pink lips.
Her breathing hitched as she looked up at me. Tangling the fingers of my other hand into the back of her hair, I brought her lips to mine for a deep, wet kiss.
Her hips were wiggling from side to side as if she couldn’t wait to get me inside her. Her fingers wandered restlessly across the back of my shoulders, holding me to her.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” I murmured against her lips.
“You,” she moaned. “Grant, I want you. I need you.”
Pressing just an inch into her perfect softness, I stared into her eyes. Suddenly every lick of sense I’d ever had disappeared.
“Leah, I don’t know if you really believed me when I said that you’re already mine. But I love you. Can you feel that? Can you feel how much I love you?”
Pressing deeper, she nodded, breathless and fluttering as I filled her slowly.
“Don’t say anything, baby,” I murmured, kissing along her throat as I began to take long, slow strokes through her snug pussy. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, baby. I still can’t believe that you’re real.”
Her eyes were hazy with lust, as she squirmed under me, writhing so beautifully as she rubbed herself against my entire body. I felt like I was claiming her. I almost wanted to bite her just to leave a mark.
A shudder passed through her as her sweet, tender pussy relaxed a bit, allowing me to plunge deeper. I couldn’t believe that she was taking the whole thing, and as she clutched my shoulders, she moaned, “Grant… I’m yours…”
My heart nearly exploded. My timid little treasure was also a writhing sex kitten.
Gripping her hip with one hand, and the back of her neck with the other, I rocked against her soft, sweet body, plunging deep.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Oh… I can’t believe anything feels this good.”
“Get used to it, baby,” I murmured into her ear. “Now that I’ve felt how perfect you are, I’ll never leave you alone.”
CHAPTER SIX
* Leah *
I had never been so overwhelmed in my entire life. It was like a drug surging through my veins, making me feel like I was in a completely altered state. I had never felt this sexual. This raw. Animalistic.
I opened my thighs wider, welcoming his huge thickness as deep as it would go. I’d never thought of myself as a size queen before, but I’d only had one much smaller boyfriend. I’d never had the opportunity to feel my body being stretched open as I gave myself to a man.
A tsunami of emotions was blasting through me, and I realized that it wasn’t right to keep a single secret at this moment.
Grant’s fingers began grazing my clit, as his deep thrusts moved faster. The pressure inside me was rocketing forward, and I knew I couldn’t stop what was about to happen even if I wanted to.
“Grant,” I cried, loving the way his eyes lit up as I said his name. “I love you. I love you so much. I love the way you make me feel. And I…”
He plunged harder as I began to scream, my pussy gripping his shaft tightly as he slanted his lips on mine in an absolutely feral kiss. Feeling him driving deep and hard inside me made me clench and writhe even more.
“Yes,” I squealed into his lips. “More.”
He had always been a perfect gentleman, but seeing the other side of him was exciting. It felt like he wanted to devour me. The muscles of his shoulders were twitching under my hands, his cock was throbbing inside me, and his tongue was invading my mouth perfectly. His thighs and hips tightened, and I felt a surge of electricity run through him.
“Oh fuck,” he growled. “Leah, I love you…” I felt liquid heat spurting inside me with incredible force, triggering another climax as I squealed and squirmed under him.
“Don’t stop,” I begged, rocking up against him while it felt like light was traveling through my nerves. My second orgasm was even longer than the first, as I felt like I was falling, every muscle tensing and releasing as I was out of control.
“Mmm, come for me baby,” he murmured into my ear. “I love you so much.”
We finally stopped moving, breathless and twitching. Grant sat up and pulled me into his arms. His lips came to my ear. “Was that too hard, baby?”
I grinned at him. “No.”
His smile lit up my insides. “When you relax and let go, you’re a feisty little thing.”
“Shh, that’s a secret,” I giggled. The truth was, I’d never been so relaxed around a man, ever. It was like discovering an entirely different side of myself, and I couldn’t believe how much I liked it.
He nuzzled my face, scratching me just a bit with his beard until I giggled and pushed him away.
“May I take you out Friday night?” he asked. “Maybe we can go to an art gallery, or check out a new restaurant.”
“I’d love to,” I said. Then I paused, thinking. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m booked this Friday night.”
Sitting up straighter, he pretended to glare at me, but it just looked cute. “Are you telling me that you have a date with another man?”
“Don’t be silly,” I said. “My office has its holiday party in January because December is always slammed.”
“Does everyone get wildly drunk and take photocopies of their butt?” he asked excitedly. When I shot him a look, he chuckled. “I’ve never worked in an office, but that’s what happens in all the movies.”
“No, it’s not really that interesting,” I said. “I try to make small talk awkwardly with the few people I know well enough to chat with, then I take off after about an hour.”
“Is it staff only?”
I rolled my eyes. “No, half the people there are showing off their husbands and wives. It’s kind of creepy.”
“Would it make it easier for you if your boyfriend was there with you?”
“Oh. Um, I’d never thought about that.”
“Okay,” he said gently. “Why not take a minute to think about it? Would it relax you if I were there holding your hand? Or would it take the focus off you chatting with your coworkers in a different environment?”
He was so thoughtful. So focused on making me comfortable. But I knew how uptight most of the people in my office were. What would they think of this hulking guy covered in tattoos? Did anyone care about that anymore? Would they judge me? It was all too much to think about, especially since we’d barely started dating.
“Honestly, I don’t think you’d have a good time,” I said. “It’s pretty boring. I wouldn’t want to put you through that.”
“Don’t think about me, baby. Think about you. But if you don’t want me there, that’s fine.”
“Yeah, maybe next time.” I kissed his cheek. “Thank you for understanding.”
“Hey,” he asked. “Is this a fancy thing where people dress up?”
“Yes.”
He grinned, but his eyes looked tight for a split second. “Can I pick you up and take you out for a drink af
ter? I’d like to see you in a saucy dress.”
“It’s not very saucy,” I giggled. “They’re super straitlaced there.”
Grant looked at me very seriously. “But you’re not, baby. Are you comfortable there?”
“Yes. I sort of like it that the day job portion of my life is structured. Calm. There are systems in place for everything, and I always know what’s going on.”
“You’re going to have to get used to a few surprises with me around,” he said softly, nuzzling my ear.
“I’ll like that,” I said, my hand gently circling his wide chest. My eyes couldn’t stay open anymore.
Leaning in for a soft kiss, he murmured, “Sleep well, baby.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
* Grant *
I will never have my lady be ashamed of me, or want to hide me. But I knew that she still didn’t know me very well, and hadn’t seen all sides of my personality.
I knew how much time and effort women spend looking gorgeous. So Friday afternoon I took off early for perhaps the first time ever, to go get a proper barber shave and a haircut. Although, I drew the line at getting a manicure. My nails were already short and smooth so they don't snag on the latex gloves I wore most days.
Leah was genuinely nervous about going to her company party. It was written on her face as clear as if it had been in ink. And I could see that she didn’t want to upset or offend me in any way.
I completely understood. She had only seen me in the role of a burly tattoo artist, and hopefully cuddly boyfriend. She didn’t know that I had an immaculate jet black suit, and could walk the walk of the businessman.
Although I did take a solid five minutes considering whether or not I should crash her party, the pros outweighed the cons. Sure, she might be surprised and rattled for a moment. But as soon as I showed her how smooth that I could be, and how I could make the corporate mingling easier for her, I knew that she’d be relieved.
