Weekends Required - A Danver's Novel

by Landon, Sydney

  His parents lived in Charleston where his mother chaired several charities to keep up appearances. His father golfed most every day and still attended the occasional board meeting at Danvers. His childhood that she thought would be so vastly different from her own held many similarities. She could tell that, for the most part, he had never been a child. He seemed to always be taking care of either his mother or Ella. The neglect of his childhood still seemed preferable to the abuse of hers.

  Looking down at her watch, Claire was surprised to see that two hours had passed. They’d long finished dinner and dessert and were now just drinking coffee and talking. “Oh wow, it’s getting late,” said Claire picking up her pen and pad again. "We had better go over what you need for the rest of the week.”

  “You know what?” asked Jason. “I really don’t want to ruin a great evening talking about business. This is the most relaxing meal I’ve had in weeks, and I just want to leave it at that,” finished Jason.

  “Sure, you can call or email me tomorrow,” said Claire. The waiter returned and Jason quickly settled the check. Carefully putting his arm around here again, Jason walked slowly as he helped her back to her car.

  “Are you ok to drive with that foot?” asked Jason.

  “I’m fine, really. It looks a lot worse than it is,” said Claire. Jason made no move to remove his arm from her shoulders and finally Claire started to pull away from him.

  Suddenly, he turned her to face him in his arms and lowered his mouth to hers. Claire was too surprised to resist as she felt the warm touch of his soft lips meet hers, lightly as first, nibbling and tracing the outer curve of her lips almost questioningly. With a groan, Claire parted her lips and Jason swooped in to take advantage, thrusting his tongue inside to mate with hers.

  Jason pulled her body closer. His hands molded her curves to fit his. Claire could feel his arousal pressing against her belly, and her cervix contracted with the force of her own arousal. As he slid his lips down the side of her neck, Jason whispered in her ear, “Claire, God, I want you so much, go home with me tonight?” Jason pressed her hand to the front of his slacks, letting her feel the force of his desire.

  As her knees started to buckle against him, Claire looped her arms around his neck and said, “My place… it’s right… down the street… please.” Jason raised his head to look into her eyes and whatever he saw there seemed to give him the answer he was seeking.

  Jason disentangled them enough to walk and said, “Ride with me; your car will be safe here.”

  Way past any rational thought, Claire allowed him to lead her over to his Mercedes and put her in the passenger seat and within minutes they were pulling into her apartment complex. Jason hurried around the car and helped her out. Her fingers were shaking too much to find the door key, so Claire handed the whole set to him. Jason gave a shout of victory as he finally located the key, and soon they were inside.

  As soon as the door closed, Jason reached for her and brought his lips crashing down on hers again. Gone was the questioning kiss of before, now there was only need and desire so hot Claire was afraid she would burst into flames. His hands were roaming her body, desperately seeking to discover every curve. Claire couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips as he cupped the heavy weight of her breasts through the thin material of her dress. Moisture was pooling between her thighs as she frantically ran her hands down his back and pulled his shirt from the waistband of his trousers.

  His skin was hot to the touch, and her nails raked down his back with need. His tongue was devouring her mouth, mating with hers and his hands were gripping her bottom, grinding against her with only a few thin layers separating them. “Bed…” Jason picked her up, and she clamped her legs around his hips as she pointed him to her bedroom door. Not bothering to turn on the lights, Jason slowly felt his way over to the bed and lowered her gently.

  As he leaned over her, he asked, “Are you ok with your toe?”

  Claire pulled him down on top of her. Screw the toe! Jason rolled over and positioned her on top of him, reaching down for the hem of her dress and slowly raising it over her head. Thank god I wore my good underwear tonight.

  He then reached over and found the switch on the bedside lamp, and Claire was bathed in the dim glow. “Oh god, you’re so perfect,” purred Jason. Claire had worn a pale blue lace push-up bra which made the best of her assets and a matching pair of tiny lace panties. She reached for the hem of his shirt, desperate for skin to skin contact but Jason caught her hands and stopped her. “No, not yet, I’ll lose control fast when I feel you against me.”

  He lowered her back to the bed and knelt between her legs. He ran his hands lightly up past her thighs and to her stomach. Claire arched up off the bed when she felt the warmth of his lips blazing the same path his hands had just touched. Slowly, his tongue swirled around her belly button and teased as it slid a few inches lower. Breathless with anticipation, Claire almost cried out when he stopped his descent and instead started to work his way back up until he reached the underside of her breasts.

  Jason located the front closure on her bra and deftly snapped it open. Her breasts were laid bare to his naked gaze. His hands cupped the weight of her as one thumb came up to stroke her nipple. “Oh baby, you’re beautiful,” rasped Jason. Hearing a moan, Claire was surprised to discover it had come from her throat. Her nipples were hard and standing at attention. Jason lowered his head and took a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue over the peak.

  Claire felt him reach down between her thighs and lightly cup her mound through the thin lace of her panties. Claire dug her hands in his hair, holding his mouth in place. She raised her hips to meet his questing fingers as they slid under the lace of her panties and slowly lowered them down her legs. He then glided his hand back up her legs and between her slick folds to tease her. Claire almost jumped from the bed, so sensitive was that throbbing part of her against the pressure of his fingers.

  The sucking of his mouth on her breasts seemed to mimic the motion of his hand between her thighs. She pushed her thighs tighter against his hand, instinctively seeking release from the pressure inside her. Liquid pooled there as Jason slipped a finger inside her, stroking her where she needed it most.

  Time ceased to have any meaning; the only focus was what was happening to her body, the unbearable pressure between her legs. Claire felt another finger being inserted, stroking faster as his thumb continued to rub her clit. Suddenly feeling like she was fixing to break apart if he didn’t stop, Claire started to pull back from his hand, so strong were the feelings burning in her body.

  She heard Jason’s voice whisper, “No baby, let it happen, come for me.” The motion of his hand increased as did the suction at her breasts, and suddenly she was falling through space; spinning so fast there was nothing left in the world but the feeling of the contractions that shook her body. “Oh god, baby, that’s it,” said Jason hoarsely.

  Lying limply, sparks of electricity still running through her body, Claire felt Jason’s lips take up their earlier path, kissing slowly down her stomach and suddenly she jerked in shock as those lips kissed her inner thighs. As she tried to move her legs together to escape from the ultimate intimacy, Claire felt Jason’s hand on her hip, soothing her, “let me taste you, I need to know all of your beautiful body."

  Claire slowly eased her legs apart to the gentle pressure of his hand. She held her breath as she felt the first light stroke of his tongue across her folds. Jason went slowly as not to startle her and suddenly all thoughts of protest were gone and there was nothing other than the exquisite feel of his tongue licking and sucking turning her whole body into an inferno of need. Claire screamed as an orgasm ripped through her body, making her almost black out with the force of it.

  Dimly, she was aware of Jason’s clothing hitting the floor. She raised her arms to bring him back to her and felt the weight of him return, this time with no barriers between them. His skin seemed to be on fire as his mouth devoured hers. As hi
s tongue slid past her teeth into her mouth, she felt the nudge of his erection between her thighs, seeking entrance into her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, as his tongue thrust deeply into her mouth. At the same moment, his body pulsed into hers.

  The weight and size of him took her breath away as her body tried to stretch to accommodate him. Jason slid slowly inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt in her. He whispered in her ear, “Are you ok?” In answer, Claire wrapped her legs tighter and moved her hips against his. With a groan, she felt him slide out of her and then slowly back in as if afraid he would hurt her.

  Claire was surprised to feel the fire raging inside her again. She wanted him to lose control, needed to feel him moving inside her, hard and fast. She gripped the firm cheeks of his tight butt and pushed him against her, forcing him deeply inside her again and finally felt the control Jason had been exercising snap.

  Never had she felt anything like this before. She didn’t know where she stopped and Jason began, together they were one. The pressure was building inside her again, small quakes shaking her as she met Jason thrust for thrust. Suddenly, he leaned back on his knees taking her with him. Jason slid so deep he almost seemed to touch her cervix. He took a nipple in his mouth as his big body pounded into hers.

  Claire was helpless to do anything other than whimper, so great was her need for release. His mouth fastened on the other nipple sucking it inside his burning hot mouth. As Claire started to feel the ripples beginning inside her, she gripped Jason’s shoulders, lifting herself up to meet his thrusts. Jason pumped harder as he felt her beginning to shudder. His mouth took hers again, his tongue swallowing the cries that erupted from her lips as spasm after spasm ripped through her body, her orgasm all consuming. Jason stiffened against her, his head jerking back and a hoarse cry erupting from his lips.

  She was boneless and could do nothing but limply lay against him, completely spent. Jason gently lifted her and laid her down on the bed. Stroking the hair off her face, he kissed her lips, no pressure now, just sweetness. Dimly, Claire was aware of Jason rising from the bed and discarding a condom. God she’d been so far gone; she hadn’t given protection a thought, so she was glad he had the presence of mind to protect them both.

  Claire felt Jason slide back in the bed after turning the lamp off, and she cuddled into his arms. She felt Jason brush a kiss against her neck as she drifted off to sleep. Sometime during the night she was awoken by Jason pulling her back against him and lifting her leg over his as he slid inside her. Jason made slow, leisurely love to her and again, her body shattered in a million pieces with Jason’s cries of release mingling with her own.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Claire was awoken from a peaceful sleep by the morning sunlight streaming in her window. She winced as her body ached in unusual places. Memories of the previous night came flooding in and Claire looked around her bedroom, wondering if it had all been a dream. Claire noticed the bathroom door was shut, and the shower was a distant sound in the background.

  She couldn’t believe what had happened. She’d actually slept with her boss, the hot guy she’d ogled from afar for years but never seriously considered a romantic prospect. As the sound of the water stopped, Claire felt herself tense up, the morning after was unfamiliar ground for her. Buck up girl, here comes the walk of shame. She grabbed a night shirt from her drawer and slid it over her head before returning to the bed.

  After a few moments, the door opened and Jason walked out in his boxer briefs looking good enough to eat. Claire felt her mouth go dry at that thought. With her eyes averted in embarrassment, she felt the bed dip as Jason sat down beside her. His hand lifted her chin, and warm lips descended on hers for a long, mind numbing kiss. He gave her a lazy smile and said, “Good morning. You looked so beautiful lying there; I almost didn’t have the strength to get up.”

  Claire blushed and replied shyly, “Um, good morning.”

  Jason slid his hand in her hair massaging her scalp and said, “I’ve a meeting downtown at ten. I need to go home and grab a quick change of clothes before I go. I’m leaving tonight for Charleston for the rest of the week, why don’t you come with me? Personnel can direct my calls. Anything else that needs to be dealt with can be sent to another office for the rest of the week.”

  “I thought Grayson was coming here this weekend?”

  “That’s somewhat up in the air right now; I was planning to go there for a few days, and then he was planning to come here for a few. Hopefully, his schedule will still allow him to do that. He’s trying to finalize a big deal so that takes precedence.”

  “I would love to go to Charleston, but I would need to check on my mother and there isn’t time for that today,” Claire said sadly.

  Jason leaned down to give her another quick kiss and said, “Take today and use the time to make sure she has everything she needs. I’ll pick you up about seven tonight, Ok?”

  “O…Ok, I guess I could do that.”

  “Good girl, don’t worry about the office, I’ll have that covered today.”

  Jason turned to pick up his shirt and Claire caught sight of his back and gasped, “Oh no!” Long red marks where fingernails had raked his back were clearly visible.

  He looked at her inquiringly, “What’s wrong?”

  “Your back, please tell me I didn't do that to you,” said a horrified Claire.

  With a laugh Jason said, “Well the only other option is someone else did it so, which would you prefer?”

  “I’ll take the credit… Does it hurt?”

  “It did sting a bit in the shower, but it's nothing a kiss wouldn’t help,” said Jason with a wicked grin.

  Claire laughed at his hopeful expression and slid down to the end of the bed. Tentatively, she stood on her tip toes and hooked her arms around his neck. He lowered his head but left the next step to her. Claire ran the tip of her tongue across the seam of his lips, seeking entrance. Jason obligingly opened his mouth, and she slid her tongue inside, hungry for the taste of him. With a groan Jason took charge of the kiss and deepened it. Soon, they were both wrapped tightly around each other; the feel of Jason’s erection pressed against her thigh. His big hands cupped her breast, rubbing the nipple to a hard pebble.

  They were both reaching the point of no return when a shrill beep sounded. Claire looked around in confusion, wanting to destroy whatever had broken their embrace. With jerky motions, Jason pressed one more kiss against her swollen mouth and walked over to her dresser to pick up his phone. “It’s my alarm; I set it before bed last night so I wouldn’t miss the meeting this morning. I didn’t trust myself to give a damn otherwise.” As Jason clicked the alarm to silence, he grabbed his abandoned shirt and pants, making quick work of dressing.

  Jason sat on the edge of the bed beside her to put his shoes on. “Can I never walk away from you without a tent in the front?” Claire tried to contain her amusement as she looked down at the front of his pants. “Think it’s funny huh? You aren’t exactly getting off lightly either.” At his pointed gaze, Claire saw the clear outline of her hard nipples against the front of the night shirt. Claire crossed her arms over her chest and stuck her tongue out at him. With a chuckle, Jason tapped her playfully on the nose and said, “I’ll call you later, be careful on your errands today.” Another quick kiss and he was gone.

  Claire laid back in bed going over the previous night in her mind. Jason was an exceptional lover. He only took his pleasure when he was sure that she had hers first. His self-control seemed limitless. She’d expected the sex to be hot but was surprised at the tenderness that had been so much a part of it. In her limited experience, sex had never been that enjoyable.

  Even when Suzy was raving about it, Claire wondered what all the fuss was about. Now she knew she’d never been with anyone who actually cared about her pleasure; Jason had dedicated himself to it. Just thinking about it made her core ache with need. Maybe it’s time for a cold shower and a towel to wipe the drool. Claire still had the d
esire to pinch herself to make sure she was awake.

  ~~~

  Claire called Louise and explained she was going out of town on business again. Even if Louise wondered why she was suddenly traveling a lot, she didn’t ask. Claire quickly wrote down a list of supplies she needed and promised her she would be over after lunch. She was driving downtown when a store caught her eye. Claire pulled into a parking space in front of a thrift store that Suzy often frequented. Excited about the week with Jason, she decided to do something she hadn’t done for pleasure in years; go in a store to shop for herself.

  She knew there was something ironic about buying clothes a couple of days after taking out a loan to fix her mother’s roof, but for once she wanted to think of herself. For the first time in so long, she wanted to feel young and carefree for just this week. Reality would come crashing down soon enough.

  Claire entered the store and was excited to see all the beautiful clothing filling rack after rack. A pretty girl around her own age came up to her as she was looking through some dresses. “Hey there, I’m Ashley, what’re we looking for today?”

  Claire smiled at her and said, “I’m going to Charleston for the week, and I would like some casual clothes, something different.”

  With a wiggle of her eyebrows, Ashley asked, “For business or pleasure?” Taking note of Claire’s blush at the question, Ashley smiled and said, “Ok, pleasure.”

  Soon Claire’s arms were loaded with colorful sun-dresses, Capri-pants and sleeveless tops. Claire modeled each selection for Ashley. Finally, she ended up with a short yellow sundress with multi-colored flowers on the bottom of it and another sundress in turquoise. Her favorite was a halter dress in a beautiful emerald-green color that made her eyes sparkle and put her breasts proudly on display.