She looked at me like I had three heads. “Why are you being so nice to me? The last time we were here, I told you I hated you because you were taunting me with sexual innuendos.”
I held up my hand to speak without her interrupting. “I can see that you’re in trouble and I’m not the kind of guy to stand around and do nothin’ when I’m the only person that knows the truth. If you want this to stay a secret, than I reckon you and I have to at least be friends.”
I wanted more from her and by now she had to know it. For months I had made my intentions clear, with the stipulation that she wasn’t wearing that damn ring. If she was smart, she would pawn the fucker and take the money to start a new life.
I pointed to the bag I brought in. “There are still clean shirts in there. Just pick out something so you can stop holding onto that towel like it is guarding a treasure. I don’t know why you’re bein’ so shy anyway. I already seen you naked, Blaze, and trust me when I say, it’s somethin’ I will never forget.”
Her face turned red as she grabbed the duffel bag and headed into the bathroom. When she came out she was in one of my t-shirts. The first thing I noticed was her perky nipples were hard and the second was how sexy her legs looked. She turned her head when she caught me checking her out and started to clean up the trash on the table. “Were you done eating?”
I gathered up my trash and stuck it back in the bag. “Yeah.”
While she looked around the room for something to bide her time, I grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels. When I got to a movie channel, I kicked off my shoes and laid on my stomach across the bottom of the bed. This particular room had two double beds instead of one queen size, so Amy sat down on the other one. She pulled her shirt down, making sure it covered her legs. I noticed her fidgeting right away. “Are you that afraid of me?”
She shrugged her shoulders. “Honestly, after all your visits to the salon, I don’t know what to expect. I mean, here we are, back where we started. It’s like déjà vu.”
“Well, if you could have a redo of our first encounter here at this hotel, how would it all play out?” This was going to be interesting. She could answer this several ways and all of them could get her in a heap of trouble. I may have been holding back with the jokes, but I wanted to explore every single inch of that woman’s body and sooner or later, it was going to happen.
“You really want me to answer that? You do remember how you acted don’t you?” She rested her head on her hand and looked more serious about our conversation, like it was some kind of debate.
“Sure, but I also remember how you came on to me.”
She covered her face with her hands and laid flat on her back on the bed. “That is not how it happened.”
I put both of my hands behind my head and stared at the ceiling. I didn’t have to think hard about that night, because it had been on my damn mind every day since. “I remember waking up to your hands all over me.”
Amy sat up and swung her legs around until she was sitting up facing me. “I…that was…a mistake!”
I started laughing and looked her in the eyes. “Clearly.”
She gave me an evil look . “You took advantage of me being vulnerable.”
“Look Blaze, you can twist that night around however you want, but if I wouldn’t have stopped you, I can assure you that we wouldn’t be hiding out from your abusive husband in this old ass hotel.”
She looked appalled. Her mouth opened and at first she was speechless. She put her hands on her hips and stood up, like she meant business. “You’re wrong. I would have stopped you.”
I sat up and swung my feet in front of her, pulling her by the waist so that she was closer to me, then I looked up at her shocked face. When I stood up and grabbed her chin, she didn’t pull away. “As much as I enjoyed teasin’ you, I am dead serious when I say that I know for sure you wouldn’t have stopped me then, or if I tried to touch you right now.” I could tell she was getting aggravated with me and pushing her was probably going to get me slapped, but I was sick of beating around the bush.
“You promised you wouldn’t touch me.” Tears filled her eyes.
I wiped them away with my fingers. “I lied.” My lips pressed against Amy’s. Just like my stolen kisses before, I pulled away before she could reciprocate. I cupped her face in my hands and waited for her to push me away. After a few seconds I kissed her again. “Do you want me to stop?”
Her eyes were still closed from our kiss. I looked down at her puffy lips and couldn’t wait to feel them again. This woman needed to be consumed. She needed to know that she was sexy as hell and desired, and I wanted to be the guy to show her.
When she didn’t reply, I brushed my mouth against hers. “Tell me you want me to stop, Blaze.”
I could feel her increased breathing as she spoke. “I don’t!”
Chapter 8
Amy
I was tired of denying myself happiness; tired of living in an endless pool of regret; tired of being cut down until I hated to look at myself in the mirror. Here was this man in front of me; this beautiful man that awakened parts of me that I thought were lost forever.
I wanted to feel the passion he was offering. I was tired of falling asleep at night wondering what this man was really like. I wanted him. I needed him.
Conner’s eyes got big after I gave him the go-ahead. He took both of my hands and placed them on his chest, over his shirt. “I’m not used to takin’ things slow, darlin.” He brought his hand up and ran it against my cheek. “Turn around.”
I was confused, but did as he told me. I took my hands off of his chest and glanced at him one last time before turning around. I wasn’t used to trusting someone, in fact, I found myself sleeping with one eye open to keep myself safe.
Conner’s hands started on my shoulders and slowly made their way down both of my arms. His touch was warm and with only the t-shirt I was wearing keeping me from feeling his fingers, I could feel my heart beating out of my chest.
When he got to my fingers, he laced his hands into mine and leaned his head into my neck. “Darlin’, as much as I want this, I need you to be sure, because once we start this we ain’t stoppin’.”
I could feel him tracing my left hand, particularly my ring finger. I knew what he was asking. I let my back lean against his chest. My eyes closed and I let myself forget about everything except Conner. “Don’t stop.” It was a whisper, but he heard me loud and clear. I knew because I felt him removing the ring from my finger and letting it fall to the floor. I heard it drop and hit the floor and felt weak in my knees with anticipation of what was coming.
Conner let my hands fall as he moved his fingers over my abdomen. His lips drug over my ear and his heated breath tickled me. With his hands moving along my stomach, his t-shirt that once covered my ass, was lifting up. I bit down on my lip thinking about him being behind me and holding me the way he was. When I opened my eyes, I noticed him watching what he was doing in the mirror across from us. My shirt was lifted high enough to reveal that I wasn’t wearing any panties and when he caught my gaze through our reflection, I saw him smiling.
I wanted to turn around and face him; to look in those green eyes and get lost in his kisses, but he steadied my stance and continued sliding his hands higher, finally reaching the underneath of my breasts. My nipples began to tingle just knowing he was so close to touching them. I’d imagined this moment so many times in my head, even when I wanted to hate him. Conner continued to kiss my neck as he grabbed the ends of the shirt and slowly lifted it up over my breasts. He watched himself in the mirror, lightly running his fingertips on my nipples.
I licked my lips and concentrated on breathing. His voice whispered in my ear. “You’re more perfect than I remember.”
My chest moved up and down as I tried to keep my breathing controlled. Conner grabbed me by my hair and pulled my face around, so he could kiss me. I reached one arm up and grabbed the back of his neck, while I tried to turn my bod
y to face him. He held his body firmly against mine and continued his tongue filled kisses from behind me.
When he pulled away, he walked me a few steps forward so we were closer to the mirror on the dresser. With one swift pull, the t-shirt was lifted over my head and I was standing there completely naked. He took two index fingers and traced around my areolas. “I’m goin’ to kiss every inch of you, Blaze. When we leave this room tomorrow, I’ll be all you can think about. I’m going to leave you wanting more.”
I knew that he knew I was having trouble breathing. I hadn’t been touched in forever and his teasing me was forcing me to feel things I’d never experienced. We hadn’t even had sex and I already believed what he was saying was going to be true. He met my gaze in the mirror. “Tell me what you want.” He never took his eyes from mine when he asked it.
I could barely speak without my voice cracking. “I want to touch you.”
His dimples showed as he cupped my breasts in his hands and licked his lips. “What do you want to touch?”
“You…everything! Please.”
He turned me around and finally looked me straight in the eye as he removed his shirt. My eyes got wide when I took in his chiseled chest and tattooed skin. I ran my hands up and down it, over his nipples. He grabbed my hands and halted my movements.
Conner grabbed one of my hands and pulled it up to his mouth. He kissed it intently before taking it and wrapping it around his waist. His skin was warm and like I had always imagined, it was smooth and smelled like musky heaven. His arms wrapped around my back, while his hands slowly slid down to both of my ass cheeks. He gripped them hard, pulling me into his lips again.
His kisses became vigorous and when our tongues finally collided, a rush of heat ran through my body. Conner held onto my ass and continued kissing and sucking on my tongue. When we finally pulled away from each other, we were both breathing heavy.
He pushed me back against the bed and made me sit down while he backed away from me. I watched him unbuckling his belt. He kept watching me, never taking his eyes off of me as he worked his jeans and let them fall to the floor. I wanted to look at him so bad; to see if he was hard for me, but those green eyes were looking right through me and I couldn't look away.
Conner bent down and removed his boxer shorts and climbed onto the bed over top of me. I backed myself up further on the bed to give his long legs extra room.
He went slow, finding my lips once again. I loved how he moved his tongue with mine, finding a rhythm that made it seem like I'd kissed him a million times before.
As he pulled away, he brushed the hair out of my face. "You're beautiful."
He was the beautiful one. His perfect body was positioned over me, without putting all the weight against me. Conner kissed my cheek, then worked his way down to my chin. He drug his tongue up and down my neck before placing small kisses in between my breasts. I could feel myself getting wet between my legs even before he sat up and straddled me so that he could cup both of my breasts in his hands. I let out a soft moan, unable to contain how good it felt to be caressed that way.
He looked down at what he was doing and licked his lips before sliding his fingers roughly over my nipples. They were already hard, but got even harder with the friction from his calloused fingers. His palms rubbed against them, until little cries escaped me again.
His thumb and forefinger pinched my nipples, causing me to come up off the bed and thrust my hips into him. He groaned from my reaction to his touch and did it again. My hips lifted once more and this time I could feel his hard erection so close to my skin. I wanted to touch it, to finally feel all of him in my own hand.
I slid my hands down his sides, allowing my nails to tickle him. He grabbed both of them and placed them on my breasts. At first I didn't understand until he stuck his hands over mine and guided me. When he released my hands, I continued to massage my own breasts. Conner watched for a few seconds before sliding down on the bed. I watched his tongue circling my belly button and once it was good and wet, he blew air all over it.
I was breathing so hard, loving every second of this fantasy. Conner grabbed my knees and pushed them up on the bed. He buried himself between my legs and kissed my thighs. I leaned up and watched him licking each side of my inner thighs, leaving a trail of saliva on either side. He took his hand and ran it up and then down my throbbing sex. My body jerked from his touch and a smile filled his face. He groaned as he stroked his fingers over my lips and spread them apart.
I knew what was coming, but as his hot mouth made contact with my neglected sex, I cried out again. He groaned, his voice vibrating my heat, as he licked his way from my pussy to my clit. I cried out again, this time moaning his name. "Conner."
He laughed as he licked me again this time sucking my swollen clit into his mouth and building up pressure. I could hear the wet sounds and knew I was soaked. He kept licking me, stroking me, until I was on the verge of bliss. When I started to lose control, he licked harder. I grabbed the sheets and dug my nails into them. "Oh my God, yes, please don't stop!"
My body jerked off the bed as Conner continued to kiss my inner thighs.
I started relaxing thinking I had time to recuperate from the hottest orgasm I'd ever experienced, but I was wrong.
Conner looked up at me and smiled before taking a finger and sliding it inside of me. I started trembling against his finger each time he thrusted it in and out of me. His thumb rubbed against my clit and the harder he pushed, the faster I began to come again. This time I didn't hold back. I cried out again, letting my body jump all over the bed as his strong hands kept me beneath him.
His finger slid out slowly and I felt him rub my wetness over one of my thighs. I was trying to catch my breath and look at him all at once. He smiled and began kissing his way back up my stomach. When his lips found mine, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into me. I could taste myself and it made me want to cry out his name again. Conner pulled away and stroked my face. "I love the way you taste" He reached down and entered me with his finger again. I grabbed his arm and guided his finger myself. He licked my bottom lip and teased me with his tongue. "Touch me, Blaze. Let go of everything and fall into this. Show me how much you want it."
I moaned again, hearing him talking to me. His southern drawl combined with his sexiness made me crazy. I reached down and finally touched what I'd been dreaming of for months. With his full girth in my hands, I heard him moan as I began stroking his length.
My mouth watered and for the first time in my life I wanted to take a man into my mouth. I wasn't being forced or begged, no, I wanted to do it. I needed to feel his soft skin on my lips. I wrapped my legs around him, flipping us to where I was straddling him. I began my way down his body while his hands played with my hair. I licked the tip and started to lean down to take him in, except he stopped me and shook his head. "Blaze, tonight is about you, darlin. This ain't about me."
He grabbed my chin and pulled me up his body. "Tonight I need to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
With one arm he pushed me off of him and flipped himself over me. With his strong body overtop mine, he took his erection and rubbed it against my entrance. I was so wet and I could feel how slippery it was. He began slapping it against my clit, making me cry out. I wanted to feel it inside of me. It was so big, so thick, and I wanted it to fill me. "Please, Conner. I want it so much."
He rubbed it over my entrance, back and forth, making me gasp.
"Beg for it, Blaze."
"Oh, please. Please fuck me. Give me what I want, Conner."
He entered me with force and stretched me open to accept his size. I cried out over and over again as I immediately began my third orgasm. He kept thrusting himself deeper, until he couldn't go any further. I grabbed his arms, dug into his back, and reached my arms around his strong shoulders. It felt so good and hurt all at once. I knew he was close when he pumped himself faster into my wetness and finally stilled all movements. His sweaty head
rested in my neck as he kissed me a few more times. When he finally collapsed, I held him close to me. Our breathing calmed and I let myself fall asleep with Conner still inside of me.
Chapter 9
Conner
For months I’d taunted her; been a total ass to get under her skin, but nothing could have prepared me for what it would be like when it really happened. Her words always said she hated me, when her eyes told another story all together.
I wanted to give her a night she wouldn’t forget. Instead, it was a night that I wouldn’t forget and I wasn’t ready for it to end.
We’d fallen asleep with our bodies still together. Not only had I never done something like that, but it was the first time in my life where I hadn’t worn protection. I was so caught up in the moment that nothing else seemed important.
When I woke up with Amy still against my body, I didn’t freak out or try to separate us. I did the opposite.
I pulled that woman into my arms so tight and kissed the top of her head. This was different for me. I didn’t cuddle and I certainly had never felt compelled to help someone, like I did her.
She needed to rest, but our night wasn’t over. I wanted her to experience every kind of sexual release that I could give her. She needed to know that she was desired completely.
There was one thing I noticed right away. I was still rock hard.
While Amy slept so sound, all I could think about was moving my hips and relieving my newest ache. This woman was trouble and I couldn't get enough of her. The fascination of the chase was long gone and going in a direction that I'd never been before.
I kissed the side of her head with the small cut on it and she stirred. At first, she was startled and had to take a second to realize that she was safe in my arms. I brushed the hair out of her face. "Hey."
She smiled and laid her head back down on my chest. Her fingers moved slowly over it. "I thought I was dreaming."
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