April's Fool

by Peggy Hunter

  David took a step toward her. “Because?"

  "Well,” she said, her voice shaking nervously as he took another step closer. “Everyone at the hospital sees you as untouchable. But my friends and I...” She hesitated again as David slowly closed the distance between them.

  "What about your friends?” David pressed as his hands slowly wrapped around her waist.

  "Uhm, well, I already told you what I thought,” she said. She kept her eyes averted; her body trembled in his arms. “I just need you to know that I'm not like that."

  David's face lowered toward hers. God, she smells so damn sweet. His senses filled with her unique flowery scent. He knew what she was trying to convey, yet felt the need to prolong the moment. “Not like what?"

  "The things I said,” she said, her gaze still cast to the floor. “The things I wanted you to do..."

  "I enjoyed every minute of it,” he said. She gasped when his arms wrapped tightly around her and lifted her to the counter. The air escaped her lungs as she landed with a thud on the granite countertop. David quickly wedged his legs between her thighs. “In fact, I can't wait to do it again."

  "But you don't understand,” she said urgently as his mouth descended to hers.

  "What's to understand?” he asked, his breath fanning against her parted lips. God, she felt good in his arms.

  Too damn good!

  He made a promise to himself. He'd have her one more time and let her go. He just needed to feel her body against his one more time, needed to feel his cock slide into her slick, tight pussy only once more. Surely that would be enough to feed his need for her. Surely he'd be able to let her go once and for all.

  David's mouth closed on hers before she had a chance to reply. The steady heat that had been building inside him for the past few hours would surely overcome her as well. He couldn't remember when he'd wanted someone so damn much that his body ached with need.

  April tore her lips from his. She gasped when his mouth settled on her throat. “David,” she said, her breathing coming in short pants. “You have to understand that I'm not the kind of woman who gives herself so freely—” She gasped again when his hands slid up her thighs and curled around the waistband of pants.

  "Uhm, yeah, I know,” he said against her throat as she lifted her hips and allowed him to slide her pants over her legs. He cast them aside and pushed his fingers inside the band of her panties. His fingers stroked the soft hair over her core. “You're not easy,” he said. “I get it."

  April rocked back on her hips, opening her legs wider to give him more access to her heated core. In spite of her actions, she seemed hell-bent on persuading him otherwise. “But, David—"

  "Shut up!” he growled as he pushed his fingers beyond the soft curls.

  She gasped when his fingers slowly slid inside her moist portal. David lifted his head from her throat and gazed into her eyes. His breath caught in his chest when he saw the raw passion reflected at him. He eased back, his body slowly pulling away from hers as his fingers continued to push inside her.

  He heard the soft slick sounds of moisture slurping with every thrust of his hand against her. He stepped back far enough to watch the tiny hole expand as he pushed inside and shrink as he pulled his fingers out. He leaned between her thighs, taking a deep breath in, enjoying the sweet, pungent smell of her slick core as she accepted his touch.

  He pushed the crotch of her panties further aside to see her swollen clitoris. It looked so damn good, so hot and sweet. He dipped his head and, as his fingers continued to pump into her, touched her slick clit with his tongue.

  April's body spasmed. He drew his mouth away and peered at her face. Her lips were parted, her eyes closed tight. She was preparing herself for the next onslaught.

  David grinned. He wanted so much to grab her hips and drive his cock inside her sweet depths. But he needed more. He didn't know why but he needed more.

  When he pulled his fingers out of her and stepped back, he saw the raw disappointment on April's face.

  Good. Let her need him as much as he needed her! She wouldn't walk away so damn easily this time.

  David took a step back and smiled. “Well, that was fun,” he said. He turned away and headed to the stairs.

  "Where are you going?” April asked, still struggling to catch her breath.

  David idly looked at the watch on his wrist. “It's late,” he said. “I'm tired. You're welcome to sleep on the couch in the living room. We can go into work together in the morning.” He was barely able to keep his laughter in check as he continued. “If you're interested, the pornos are on channels fifty-four and fifty-seven."

  Chapter 6

  April blinked as David disappeared up the stairs. He had to be kidding. Surely he'd come back and insist she go with him.

  She waited.

  He was teasing her. Wasn't he?

  The upstairs hall light turned off.

  Her temper began to rise. She'd give him a couple more minutes before she'd really get pissed off.

  One minute turned to two, then three. She heard a door slam shut.

  Holy shit! He really did go to bed.

  April retrieved her pants and shoved her legs into them. When she pulled them up, she felt a damp reminder of just how hot David had made her. Her panties were slick with moisture and felt starkly cold against her overheated body.

  So now what?

  In spite of her insistence she wasn't some kind of slut, David thought she was. And who would blame him? Not only had she acted like a whore on their first date, she'd given herself to him so easily tonight.

  No wonder he didn't want her. God, given what she'd been like, she wouldn't want her either.

  April sighed and walked into the living room. She plunked onto the sofa and stared at the phone on the coffee table. The wise thing to do would be to call a cab.

  She would have too if it weren't for one very big problem.

  David had left her wanting ... no, needing ... more.

  She sprang off the sofa and walked to the stairs. She peered up into the darkness. She had to go up there. Her body would never forgive her if she didn't.

  April sprang up the first few steps and stopped in her tracks as a terrible thought occurred to her. What if he wasn't teasing her? What if he really didn't want her?

  April raced to her purse in the kitchen. She retrieved her cell phone and dialed the number for the local cab company. She thumbed the hold button and placed it in her pocket.

  "How clever am I?” she whispered. If David turned her away, all she'd have to do was hit send and summon a taxi to take her home.

  April walked up the stairs and looked down a long dark hall. The dim light from downstairs reflected lightly against several closed doors.

  Damn! You're not going to make this easy for me, are you?

  "All right,” she whispered. “Have it your way.” She slowly pushed the first door open and peaked inside the room. “David?” she called softly.

  Empty. She pulled the door closed and turned to the next. “David?"

  Nope. She sighed and walked to the next door. She'd have called his name if the moonlight hadn't reflected off the bathtub. She closed the door. “Well, now I know where the can is,” she whispered as she continued down the hall.

  Soft light hit her eyes as she slowly pushed another door open. “David?"

  "What took you so long?"

  Relief coursed through her body. He had been teasing her.

  "Well, I wasn't sure,” she said as she took a step inside the room. “I thought—” she stopped in mid-sentence as her gaze landed on him.

  David was completely naked on the massive four poster bed. With his back against the headboard and his legs crossed at the ankles, he held a book on his lap. He looked perfectly comfortable as he gazed at her.

  He tilted his head to one side. “Is something wrong?"

  April struggled to find her voice. “Uhm ... no, nothing's wrong."

  He held out his hand. �
�Then come here."

  David tossed the book onto the bedside table. Her gaze fell to his groin. Tucked between his thighs, his penis lay in slumber.

  Under her gaze, it sprang to life. Slowly filling and expanding, it came to attention.

  David chuckled softly. “See what you do to me?"

  April swallowed nervously. Holy sweet loving crap! Was it possible her mere presence did that to him?

  David continued to hold his hand out to her. “Come here and take my hand,” he said, his voice soft and soothing.

  April forced herself forward and found herself standing beside the bed. His hand closed over hers. An electric shock ran through her body as he turned her hand in his and lifted her palm to his lips.

  She didn't realize her body was trembling until David's hand grasped hers tightly. “You're shaking,” he said as his gaze lifted to her face. April's heart skipped a beat when his deep green eyes impaled her. “Are you afraid of me, April?"

  She closed her eyes against the intensity of his stare. God. She loved the sound of his soft, gravely voice. Her name sounded so sexy when he said it. “No,” she replied, hoping he wouldn't detect her lie.

  "Good,” he said. “I'm glad to hear that.” He released her hand. “Take your clothes off and join me on the bed."

  April's eyes flew open. She gazed down at him. “Oh...” Shit, what had she expected? Of course he'd want her to get naked. Why was she nervous all of a sudden? This was why she followed him upstairs after all. She wanted him ... needed him.

  April took a step back. Her hand fell to the phone she'd tucked into her pocket.

  David frowned as his gaze followed her hand. “What's that?” he asked.

  When April hesitated, he held out his hand. His eyes darkened. “Give it to me."

  April pulled the cell phone from her pocket and placed it in his hand. His brows furrowed. “The local cab company?” he queried.

  When April didn't reply, he turned her cell phone off. “A safety measure, I expect. And not necessary.” He tossed the cell phone across the room.

  His eyes pinned her again. “Take your clothes off, April,” he said through clenched teeth. “I want to see you. All of you."

  April stepped back from the bed and curled her fingers around the hem of her shirt. She heard David's breath hiss from his lungs as she pulled it over her head and cast it onto the floor.

  His emerald eyes shone brightly as they focused on her lacy bra. “I can see your nipples beneath the fabric,” he said. “Take it off and let me see your breasts."

  April's stare never left his eyes as she reached behind her back and released the hooks. She let the flimsy fabric fall away. When the intensity of his gaze deepened, she closed her eyes.

  Her eyes flew open when she felt his hand hook the band of her pants and pull her toward him. Before April could react, she felt his hand cup her breast and his mouth close over the nipple. She gasped when he drew the tight bud into his mouth. Her hands flew to his head, fingers entwined in his hair as she held him against her, rejoicing in the feel of his teeth grazing against her throbbing breast.

  Her body hummed when his lips released her breast and turned to the other one. “Mmm, so good,” he growled as his tongue lapped over the erect nipple before he took it into his mouth.

  April ground her teeth at the intensity of his touch. She felt liquid pool between her thighs and moaned in sheer pleasure.

  When she felt his hands at her waist, pushing her pants and underwear over her hips, April wanted to cry out in relief. They pooled around her ankles and she quickly stepped out of them. She planted her feet on either side of her clothes on the floor, hoping her open legs would encourage his touch.

  David pulled his mouth away from her breast and smiled up at her. “You want me to finger fuck you again?"

  April's voice sounded like a whiney sigh to her ears. “Yes."

  He growled and wrapped his arms around her waist. April was suddenly airborne. She cried out in alarm when her butt hit the mattress on the other side of him.

  David wasted no time. He quickly leaned over her, covering her mouth with his in the most erotic kiss she'd ever experienced. Shockwaves coursed through her body as his tongue grazed against hers, pulling her willingly into an age-old dance.

  April's breasts tingled as she felt his chest hair press against them. His hands skittered over her waist and slowly slid down to her thighs. As his fingers gently stoked the soft skin, her legs fell open, urging him on.

  David tore his mouth from hers as his hand gently slid over her pubic hair. “You liked my fingers inside you tonight.” It wasn't a question.

  "Yes,” April replied, arching her back to receive his touch.

  She moaned in frustration when his fingers continued to comb through her pubic hair, stroking gently but making no promises.

  "I want to taste your pussy again,” he said. “You're so damn sweet, so succulent. I love gliding my tongue over you."

  April gasped as he quickly changed his position. He braced his knees on either side of her face and he leaned down to nuzzle her core. His hands gently spread her legs wider apart as he dipped his head.

  She cried out when she felt the first stroke of his tongue over her. With one hand braced on the bed, he reached between her thighs with the other and spread her open with his fingers. “Lovely,” he said softly before he closed his mouth over her slick core.

  April cried out again when she felt his tongue slip over her. At first his attention focused on her tight slit and then it moved to tease her engorged clit.

  Her fingers dug into his tight buttocks as she lifted her hips to his touch. With his legs splayed over her face, she opened her eyes to see his swollen penis dangling over her. She lifted her head off the bed and licked the tip of his cock.

  David growled as his hips dipped slightly, giving April more access to his ripe need. When her lips closed over the tip of his cock, he stopped his ministrations in mid-lick and moaned. As her mouth closed over him, he lowered himself to her, allowing his ramrod length to fill her mouth.

  April's hands quickly circled the base of his shaft, gently massaging him as her mouth accepted him. Her lips wrapped around him as he set an erotic pace, thrusting into her mouth and slowly pulling out. Her lips smacked when he arched his hips high, pulling his hard cock far above her face. Her mouth formed an O when his hips relaxed, pressing lower, begging to be taken again.

  April's hand flew to his hips. Her nails dug into his flesh in an effort to keep him in place, to allow her to massage his cock with her tongue and graze the sensitive skin with her teeth. Her fingers wrapped around his balls, kneading them as her mouth laved the tip of his penis.

  David groaned as he ground his hips over her face, taking everything she had to offer.

  April gasped in disappointment when he suddenly moved off of her. He quickly swung his body around and covered her mouth with his. With his knees planted on either side of her hips, his engorged cock pressed into her belly.

  April reached between them in an effort to touch him. He quickly pulled her hands away and braced her arms on either side of her head.

  "Did I mention that I intend to have you my way this time?” he said as his hands held her in a firm grip.

  April's blood began to boil. “What do you want from me?” she asked through clenched teeth.

  David didn't reply as he wedged his legs between her thighs. His mouth closed over hers as his hips slammed against her. His lips smothered her cry as his cock opened her, stretched her folds, and filled her completely.

  David tore his lips from hers and buried his head in the side of her neck. “Sweet, sweet April,” he whispered. “How good it is to bury my cock inside you."

  Yes! God, she loved the feel of him inside her. She arched her hips to accept his thrusts, each taking her closer to the brink of sanity. With each plunge, he rammed into her harder, opened her wider.

  Her eyes watered with unshed tears. She wasn't certain if she was
reacting to the emotional impact of the moment or the sweet pain David's girth inflicted as his rock-hard cock opened her wider than she'd ever imagined possible.

  David suddenly released her arms. He buried his hands beneath her hips. He slowed his pace, pulling her up as he buried his cock inside her. His hips moved from side to side, evoking new glorious anguish.

  He pulled away from her, suddenly sitting between her open thighs. “You like that, do you?” he asked as he swiveled his hips again.

  "Yes,” April said as she peered up at him. She was struck by the sheer power he exuded as he sat between her thighs. He had the ability to break her, to take everything she loved in life away from her with one stroke of his penis.

  April wasn't sure how it had come to be but she suddenly realized her life was hanging in the balance. Free for David to take at his whim.

  He owned her. He would always own her.

  David's hand slid down her legs and circled her ankles. She didn't protest when he pulled her legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He thrust his cock into her again, this time her slit was tighter and protested against his entry.

  David would have none of that. He gripped her waist and pulled her closer to him. When he thrust again, his cock slid inside her easily. She felt her body ooze around him, her slick core drinking him in.

  "Yeah, babe,” David whispered as he slammed into her. “God, you're so tight, so damn good."

  "Yes,” April cried. “You feel so good too."

  David's fingers wrapped around her ankles and pulled them off his shoulders. He held her legs wide apart and continued his assault. With each thrust, April felt her body build toward an explosion she wasn't certain she would survive.

  She struggled to release her legs but every movement increased David's ardor. He shoved his hips harder, crashing his cock inside her tender core and thereby increasing April's torture.

  April's head thrashed against the pillow. “Stop!” she cried. “I can't take anymore. Please stop."

  David didn't reply but a hand left her ankle and settled between them. He pressed his thumb against her clit, massaging with every thrust he made.