And wanted him. The moisture between her legs proved that.
The first time he’d seen her, he’d known she belonged in his life. It had taken her a little longer to realize it. Now that she had, maybe she needed to get out of her own way and take what she wanted.
“Last night, you jerked off on the other side of that wall.” Her words surprised her. She hadn’t planned on bringing that up. “Did it on purpose to make me listen to you.”
He nodded. “Yes. I think we already figured that out.”
“I heard you.” She stepped closer to him. “I didn’t get to see you.”
One of his eyebrows quirked. “Um, you walked into my room, took out my dick, sucked me and rode me like crazy. What exactly didn’t you see?”
“I didn’t see you touching yourself.” Playing with his cock and sucking him had been hot as hell. That control over him had pushed her over the edge. The thought of watching him stroke his own cock while he looked at her, though, made her shiver with heightened arousal.
His eyes widened. “You want to watch me play with myself?”
“Yes.” She tugged at his waistband. “If you take these off, I’ll take off my shirt. Give you something to look at while you do it instead of just your own fantasies. Get yourself off for me, Jared.”
Never in her life had she asked a man to do anything like that. Part of her cringed at her boldness. Most of her didn’t care. For once, she would go for what she wanted. And she’d finally decided to acknowledge that she wanted him.
First, she wanted payback for what he’d done the night before. Putting her in that state without giving her a chance to act on her desire. Now she would show him exactly what he’d done.
“Fuck,” he murmured. “I never thought you’d be so demanding, Cass. Last night and today, you’ve really surprised me.”
“Is it a problem?”
“God, no.” He unfastened his slacks. “I think it’s fucking hot as hell. But if I’m going to do this for you, I want to be the one to take off your shirt. Give me a little kick-start, so to speak.”
“Ask me right,” she said softly.
He tilted his head. “And how is that?”
“Tell me what you want,” she said slowly. “Tell me what you want to do to me. Ask me if I want it too. Don’t just assume.”
“Ah, I think I understand. Even though you didn’t have the same courtesy with me.” Looking thoughtful, Jared leaned against the bureau. “I want to make love to you. I want to see your breasts and kiss and touch them. I want to go down on you and make you explode from the touch of my tongue on your clit.”
Cassidy shuddered and he grinned at her reaction.
“I want to slide slowly inside you,” he continued, “and move gently until we can’t stand it anymore, then fuck you so hard that the bed bangs against the wall until we both lose it completely. And this time, I think I might want to be on top. No pinning me down. I’m going to run my hands over ever millimeter of your body while my dick’s in your hot, wet pussy. But first…” He stepped toward her and grasped her shirt again. “First, I want to peel these clothes off you inch by inch and look at every bit of that gorgeous body of yours. And while I’m looking, I want to stroke my cock until I come for you. I want you to finger-fuck yourself while you watch me do it. Now, do you want that too?”
Desire coursed through her. Images formed in her mind of the two of them, just as Jared described, and an involuntary moan escaped her. She wanted everything he’d said, and his wish to strip her especially excited her. Being undressed by a man was one of her unfulfilled fantasies. The few partners she’d had had always been in too much of a hurry to take the time to remove her clothes.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Thank you, dear lady.” He grinned. “Now hold up your arms.”
She raised her arms above her head, and he pulled her shirt off slowly, careful to avoid her injury. Under the shirt, she had on the same bra she’d worn all day, one of her older ones in keeping with the idea of wearing clothes she didn’t mind ruining. She wished she’d put on something nicer. Then again, she hadn’t anticipated this.
Jared didn’t seem to notice the condition of her undergarment. He unfastened the bra and tossed it onto the bed, where it landed on top of her shirt. “I didn’t say you could take that off,” Cassidy protested weakly.
“You also didn’t say I couldn’t,” he pointed out. “I said I wanted to see your naked tits while I jerk off. I don’t have X-ray vision, you know.”
He rolled her nipples between thumbs and forefingers. Sparks shot through her from his touch straight to her cunt. She let out a small sound, half whimper, half moan, and gasped. “I know I didn’t say you could do that.”
“Do you like it?” he whispered.
“Yes.”
“Then do you want me to stop, since I didn’t ask permission?” He sounded as if he already knew the answer.
“Yes, because this isn’t what I told you to do.” She stepped back, just out of reach, and held her breasts in her hands. “Look but don’t touch. And take off those goddamn pants before I do it for you.”
He caught his breath. “Holy shit. Do you have any idea how much you’re fucking turning me on right now, bossing me around like that?”
A thrill ran through her. She’d never been this aggressive with a man before, and it was so hot she was surprised her clothes didn’t melt off. Knowing Jared enjoyed it as much as she did increased her heat. “No, I have no idea at all. Why don’t you show me?”
“I think if you want to see, you should see for yourself.”
She moved forward and grabbed his waistband to tug him closer. He held up his hands in surrender as she swiftly undid his pants and shoved them to his ankles.
At the front of his boxer-briefs, his cock bulged appealingly. She ran her finger along it and he moaned.
“Keep doing that.”
“I don’t think so.” She yanked the boxers and licked her lips as a vision came to her of herself on her knees in front of him, taking his tantalizing shaft in her mouth.
But she wouldn’t do that yet. Not until he put on his little show for her.
“Do it,” she commanded. She cupped her breasts in her hands. “Look at these and play with your cock. I want to watch.”
Without a word, he grasped himself and stroked firmly. His eyelids slipped to half-mast but he continued to look at her. Just like in her dream, a small droplet formed at the slit in his cock head. Cassidy reached out to it, then stopped herself. Not yet. There will be plenty of time after he shows me what I want to see.
With a disappointed sigh, he opened his eyes. “No touch?”
“Oh, you’ll have plenty of touch.” She gave him an evil little grin. “Your own. You had so much fun jerking off while I listened, you should want to do it while I watch.” She rubbed her thumbs over her nipples and shuddered at the heightened arousal the move brought.
He licked his lips and stroked himself faster. Their eyes met and she held his gaze, smiling triumphantly. I wonder how far he’ll go if I tell him to.
She let her hands fall to her sides and just watched him. Until he begged for it, she had no intention of touching him, as much as she wanted to. Images filled her mind, her hand replacing his on his cock, gripping him firmly, stroking him. In her imagination, she cupped his balls with her free hand and ran her tongue down his shaft.
Shivering at the flames that licked her nipples and slit, she closed her eyes.
“Look,” Jared said hoarsely. “You wanted to watch me. Look at me.”
“You don’t get to tell me what to do.”
She opened her eyes and stepped closer to him. Giving into her impulse, she touched her finger to the moisture at his tip, then stuck the finger in her mouth. Sweet saltiness caressed her tongue and she had to lock her knees to keep from dropping to suck him.
He let out a long breath. “Fuck, that’s sexy. Do it again.”
“Do what?” She ran her wet f
inger over her taut nipples and shivered. “That?”
In response, he gripped himself so tightly it looked painful. His expression showed no pain, however, only desire. Desire she shared. Moisture gathered in her cunt and a pulse beat within her, demanding that she fuck him.
Watching him follow her command she grew even wetter, but she didn’t want him to stop yet.
“Cassidy,” he groaned, as he had the night before.
“Yes?” She raised her eyebrows. “May I help you?”
“Oh, you know what you can do for me.”
He released himself and stepped toward her.
Laughing, she moved back as he approached, until she bumped into the bed. “This isn’t part of the deal,” she said. “I told you to play with that nice, hard cock of yours.”
“I’m done playing,” he growled.
He took another step forward and she fell backward onto the bed. He pounced, landed on his knees straddling her and propped his hands on either side of her. She trembled at the sheer animal lust on his face.
“You don’t have permission for this yet!”
In response, he bent and sucked her nipple between his lips. The slight pressure of his teeth on her intensified her arousal. If he wanted, he could bite down, cause her pain. He wouldn’t, though. She knew that as surely as she knew she wouldn’t do anything to hurt him. Tease the hell out of him, yes. But never hurt.
He lightly scraped his teeth over the hard nub in his mouth. Fire shot straight to her cunt and she cried out wordlessly. Fuck me! She refused to say it out loud. God, please fuck me!
“Who’s in charge now?” he murmured without releasing his mouthful.
She swatted the side of his head, then took a fistful of his short hair and tugged. “Get off. I did not say you could do this.”
He swirled his tongue around her breast. “Nope, but see, I got tired of taking orders.” His hand slipped between her legs, barely brushing against her clit. Even that minute contact made her ache. “Do you really want me to stop?”
Her deep breath was broken by pants as he tickled the edges of her soaking slit. As much as she’d loved commanding him, as fevered a pitch as her desire had reached watching him do as she said, she no longer cared who ordered whom. Sparks shot through her cunt from his touch and she could barely think clearly enough to gasp, “God, no!”
“I didn’t think so.” He licked one nipple. “Tell you what. You give me blanket permission to do whatever I want to this sexy body of yours, and I’ll make you feel better than you ever have in your life.”
“Cocky. Arrogant.” She moaned again as his lips brushed her neck.
Cocky, arrogant and completely right. Jared’s skin against hers, his tongue on her, all felt better than anything ever had. All her fantasies about him had come to life. She had him where she’d never dared admit she wanted him, and that alone heated her to the boiling point. If she stopped him now, she might lose her mind from horniness.
He nibbled her earlobe and she quivered. How did he know just the right spots to bring her simmer to a sizzle?
“Fine, permission granted.”
He grinned and winked at her. “Thought you’d see it my way.”
He pulled her into a kiss, deep and filled with the promise of more to come. His hand continued exploring. At a light touch on her clit, Cassidy shivered. God, she wanted him! Her desire still confused the hell out of her but she no longer questioned it. She’d misjudged him, and nothing he’d ever said to her had anything to do with now.
What mattered was his hand between her legs, his lips on hers. His tongue penetrated her mouth and she sucked it, eliciting a muffled moan from him. Her cunt grew wetter, preparing for his cock.
He broke the kiss and stared at her. “You are fucking beautiful.” His voice was husky, thick with lust. “Don’t stop me, Cass. I need to fuck you.”
Chapter Nine
At his words, she grew wetter still. Knowing how badly he wanted her, she almost rolled onto him and took him without hesitation. But she didn’t move, feeling his eyes tracing every millimeter of her body. She wanted to watch him look at her.
That expression in his gaze. The lust and something more. She wanted that now and in the future. Whatever they did wouldn’t end tonight. They wouldn’t only be fucking.
Her eyes widened as she looked into his. She would fuck him, hell yeah. But she didn’t only lust after him. Somewhere deep inside, she’d begun to love him.
That would definitely complicate the job.
He smiled at her astonishment. “Yeah, I know. Don’t say it. Some things don’t need to be said. Just fuck me, Cassidy. We can talk after, but I’m going to go freaking insane if I don’t feel your pussy around my cock.”
A little thrill rushed through her and she grinned. “I think I’d like that. Stop playing with me, then, and let’s get to business.”
“Oh, this isn’t business.” He kissed her forehead. “This will definitely be pleasure.”
He pulled her on top of him. His cock rested against her. With just a slight movement, she would have it inside her, but she didn’t make that move. She didn’t know if she dared.
“You don’t know what you want right now, do you?” Jared moved his hands over her ass. “Do you want to fuck me or suck me? Or have me eat your sweet little pussy?” He winked. “Too many decisions, huh?”
“I want it all,” she whispered. “It’s just a matter of figuring out which order I want them in. And, uh, do you have another condom?” Maybe passion had taken over, but she wouldn’t be stupid about it.
He grinned sheepishly. “I do. I’ve been carrying a box of them around since we started these little trips, just in case my fantasies came true and I got you into bed one of these times. Let me up and I’ll get one.”
“One?” she repeated, choosing for the moment to ignore his statement that he’d wanted this to happen since they’d begun traveling together. All their other journeys had been day trips, anyway. Nothing would have happened during those.
Unless he’d thought about finding a secluded spot to stop during one of the drives and taking her in the back of the company car. The thought brought heat to her face and her cunt.
“How many do you have?” she asked, trying to cover how flustered she’d become.
His face turned a cute shade of red. “Two in my wallet, and the rest of the twelve-pack in my suitcase. Minus the one we used last night.”
She gave him a stern look. “A dozen condoms. You must have really been expecting something.”
“Not necessarily expecting. Hoping, though.”
She moved off him. “So get one of them, and we’ll see if you’ll end up needing the rest.”
“I like the way you think,” he said, grinning.
He left the bed and fished his wallet out of his pants pocket. He opened it and took out a condom, which he tossed onto the bed.
Stretching out on his back again, he asked hoarsely, “Would you do the honors?”
Cassidy picked up the foil packet and studied it dubiously. “Um, I’ve never in my life put one of these on a guy.” Something else her previous partners hadn’t been patient enough for.
He rolled his eyes and took the packet from her. “Oh, fine, I’ll do it this time,” he grumbled with a wink. “I have to tell you, though, nothing turns me on more than having a sexy woman unroll a condom onto my dick so I can fuck her brains out.”
“And how many sexy women have done that for you?” she asked, only half joking.
He shook his head vehemently. “Uh-uh. Not a chance. I’m not going there.” He opened the packet and put the condom on. “Okay, babe, I’m ready for you. Ride me.”
“I thought you wanted to be on top this time.” She smiled. “Giving up control again?”
“Having a hot woman sitting on my cock is way better than being in control.” He reached for her hand. “And if you’re on top, I can touch you anywhere I like.”
That idea pleased her. She straddled him
and grasped his cock, holding it upright. Smiling into his eyes, she lowered herself onto him, stretching to accept his thick, hard shaft.
She stayed still for a moment, savoring the sensation of her cunt being filled. Amazing. That morning, she would never have dreamed she would end the day in bed with Jared, naked with his cock inside her again. That morning, she’d still been determined that she would never touch him again. That she didn’t like him a bit. Amazing how things could change in just one day. Now here she was, with him in her bed this time. Riding him. Totally in control of their fucking. She could take him as hard or slowly as she wanted.
From the lustful gleam in his eyes, he wouldn’t care. His gaze danced over her skin, as tangible as fingers, but he made no move to touch her. Beneath her, he lay with his hands to his sides as though waiting for her to begin.
A contraction rippled through her, a precursor to the climax she hoped lay ahead.
Jared gasped. “Fuck, you’re tight!”
She clenched herself around him again and laughed in delight at his gritted teeth. His cock twitched inside her, warning her that she might be making him just a bit too happy. If she wasn’t careful, she’d get him off before she had her chance. She’d never come from intercourse alone, but there were certainly ways around that. Ways she would be happy to fill Jared in on if he didn’t figure them out for himself.
“How fast do you want it?” she murmured. Might as well let him have some say here. After all, I’m on his cock.
“You set the pace.” Jared grasped her hips firmly. “Go as hard as you like. I’ll hold you on, don’t worry. Don’t want you falling off me and hurting your head again.”
She stuck out her tongue, then turned her attention to the task at hand. Experimentally, she moved on him, first up and down, then from side to side to take him deeper into her slick cunt. Heat consumed her, prickling on her skin like tiny flames, and she shouted her elation wordlessly.
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