“You are amazingly beautiful,” I whispered as my fingers gently touched the side of her cheek. “I’m really glad I met you tonight.”
She looked away almost instantly. In fact, she looked more embarrassed by my words than by being in bed with me in the first place. There was no way this girl didn’t get constant compliments like that. She was classically beautiful with big brown eyes and warm chestnut skin. I could have lain there staring at her for hours.
“Thank you,” she managed to say when she finally turned back toward me. “You’re okay looking,” she teased me. “I mean for girls who are into that sort of rugged, handsome look.”
“Oh, you thinking I’m handsome?” I asked as I leaned over next to her, and I let my hand hold my head up and my other hand slide down the length of her body and back up again.
“No, I mean other girls might think you’re handsome,” she continued to toy with me. “I’m not sure I’m into your type of handsome.”
“But not you?”
“You’re alright looking, I guess,” she rolled her eyes.
“Well, I think you are one of the most stunning creatures I’ve ever seen,” I said as I flipped her over to try and find how this costume of hers was put together. “Now, how do I get you out of this outfit? I’ve been thinking about it since the moment I touched you.”
I’d already searched the front and the back, and I couldn’t find buttons, straps, or a zipper to release her from the damn outfit. I wanted to taste her. I needed to feel her skin next to mine. I playfully rolled her from one side to the next.
“What are you doing?” She laughed.
“Trying to figure out how to get you out of that damn chastity outfit you’ve got going on there. Was that thing designed to make sure no man could ever get it off?”
“Yes, I’m pretty sure that was the main purpose of this outfit.” She laughed as she moved a side piece of fabric and exposed a zipper. She started to unzip it herself, but I stopped her.
“Let me,” I groaned as I looked down at her.
She let go of the zipper, and I sat on my knees as I slowly pulled the small piece of metal down the side of her body. Jenna looked up at me with a sweet smile, but I wasn’t thinking any sweet thoughts about her as I finished unzipping the fabric and pulled the costume down her body.
“They make them really tight.” She laughed as she looked down at the marks on her body where the costume had been digging into her skin.
I finished pulling her stockings off and her tan thong. Every muscle in my body tensed with longing for this woman, but I took the time to kiss the marks on her body. I admired how she hadn’t let on at all how uncomfortable that costume must have been. The marks were deep in her skin, especially around her hips and breasts. I took my time kissing them and delicately loving on her body for a few minutes. It was truly amazing how dancers poured themselves into their work like she did.
“You’re beautiful,” I said as I made my way back up to her lips. “You seriously don’t even know how beautiful you are, do you?”
She turned away with a shy smile again, and I knew it was the truth. She didn’t even understand that her beauty radiated through me like the sun shining too close to my body. The powerful connection between our bodies was physically powerful and drove me hard toward her.
“I think we should get rid of these clothes,” she said as she started to unbutton my white dress shirt.
I let her take control as she moved slowly up the shirt, taking her time with each of the buttons. My lips found their way back to her body somewhere during the process of her undressing me, yet she continued. Her hands grabbed my belt and unbuckled me, and then she pushed my pants down and exposed my body to her. The fact that she didn’t seem like the sort of girl who normally took charge only drove me to desire her more and more.
Without hesitation, her hand gripped and held onto me as she pulled me up toward her. It was intense how she pulled and tugged at me as if I was hers and had been for a very long time. Being in bed with Jenna didn’t feel like the first time; I was comfortable with her, and she seemed to be at ease with me as well. Perhaps she felt the uncanny connection between the two of us like I did?
“Just a second.” I slowed her down a little. “I’ve got something I’d like to do.” I smiled slyly at her and then let my lips kiss down her body.
I took my time and explored those marks on her chest and her hips that the costume had made. Then I pressed her thighs apart and delicately kissed them once on each side before I made my way up to her center. As my lips touched the soft skin of her body, Jenna grabbed my hair and moaned out with the pleasure of my touch. It was like music to my ears as I continued to give her pleasure, and she continued to moan in delight.
“Yes,” she breathed out between moans.
I loved hearing how vocal she was with the bliss I was giving her. Her noises just drove me to want to please her more and more. The louder she got, the harder I tried to make her explode. I needed to hear it. I wasn’t going to stop until her body tightened around me, and I felt that sweet pleasure of knowing she’d finally given in to my touch.
Her fingers tightened around my hair, and I felt her thigh muscles flexing as she went quiet for a moment. Her hips thrust up toward me, and I sucked on her body as I urged her to let go. I needed her to let go, to give into me, I was hungry for it like I’d never been before.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes …” she finally screamed as her legs locked around me and held my face to her body.
I continued licking and playing with her as she reeled with pleasure. Until she finally let out such a glorious moan and pushed my tongue away from her with the force of her thighs. I quickly reached into the side table and grabbed a condom. Now that I’d delivered such pleasure to her, I couldn’t wait to have my turn. I needed to feel the explosion of delight as my body released into her.
I relished in the pulsing of her body as I slipped the protection around me and climbed between her legs. For a moment, I stayed there, looking down at her as her eyes softly opened and welcoming me to continue. She reached for my body and pulled me into her as I felt the warmth of her embrace.
Our lips pressed against one another as I thrust inside of her slowly. It wouldn’t take long before my body gave into her. I knew I wasn’t going to last nearly as long as I’d like; I just wanted her too much. As much as I wanted to be superhuman and make this moment last for a long time, my body couldn’t resist. I was so turned on by Jenna that I could hardly contain my explosion, but I did my best to try and last a little bit longer. I wanted the pleasure to go on and on, but I needed to feel the delight of finishing myself off.
“Harder,” she groaned as I moved on top of her.
Her fingers dug into my back as she pressed my hips toward her with her legs wrapped around me. I was done for at this point; it was impossible not to give her exactly what she wanted. I wanted to please her. I couldn’t wait to give her that final thrust as hard as I could.
“Yes, ma’am,” I teased her as our eyes locked onto one another, and I thrust harder.
She smiled up at me for a minute, and I thought she was going to make some wisecrack and call me Sir again. Instead, she held onto me and closed her eyes as her body relished in the delightful feelings we were sharing. She trembled slightly as she held onto me, and I wondered if she was about to release again. I couldn’t wait for it. I wanted to see her body as it gave into the pleasure I was giving her.
Her hips met my thrusts and moved increasingly harder against me. She was in charge here. Her body pushing me for more and more, and I was just trying to deliver it for her. When I felt her legs tense up around me, I knew it wasn’t long until she gave in to the pleasure.
I looked down and watched her body as she arched her back and bit her lip in the most delicious way. Her body pulled me in with the tightness of her muscles, and I finally released a delicious final thrust just as she let out an equally erotic moan.
Our bodies continued t
o move together slightly as each of us took in the pleasure we were feeling. The moment was erotic as I felt her wriggling under me and watched as her sleepy eyes looked up at me in a fog of passion. I loved how she looked at that moment. I wanted to take a picture so I could remember it forever.
When I finally slid next to her in the bed, I still wanted her there with me, right next to me. The need to wrap my arms around her and hold onto her overcame me, and I was happy she obliged as she tucked her body close to mine.
There were no more words, only the glorious feeling of our naked bodies as we cuddled together and felt the pleasure as it radiated between us. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath from the excitement of our time together. We were both glistening with sweat, but Jenna looked even more radiant than she had before.
I tried to think of something witty to say to her. Maybe a cute remark about how great an evening I’d had. Perhaps a comment about how I was happy she agreed to come home with me? No, nothing seemed right. Instead, we continued to lay there in silence as I felt her body relax and fall asleep in my arms.
Instead of thinking about when she was going to leave, all I could think about was having her there in my arms all night long. I sure as hell didn’t want her to leave. I wanted her right there in that bed for as long as possible. This was something entirely new for me.
Typically, I didn’t bring women home that I didn’t know. Jenna probably wouldn’t believe me, but it was the truth. The second I touched her, I felt electrified by her energy, and when she agreed to come home with me, I honestly wasn’t sure what to do. She surprised me at every turn that night, and I wasn’t often surprised so delightfully by the women in my life.
I held on tight to her as I drifted off to sleep. My thoughts looking forward to the morning and a chance to get to know her more. I couldn’t wait to talk with her, find out about how she ended up being a dancer. There was so much we could talk about, so much I could learn about her. This was an exciting adventure that I just couldn’t wait to be part of.
In the morning, I planned to wake up early and make her breakfast. I was going to dazzle her with my culinary skills and definitely get her to agree to a real date. A date where I came to her house and picked her up, a real date where we could eat and laugh and genuinely get to know each other. I wanted that with Jenna. I didn’t just want a one-night fling.
In the past few years, I couldn’t remember being this excited to get to know a woman. In fact, I wasn’t sure I’d ever been this excited to actually get to know a woman who I’d brought home. That was probably a sad truth about my life, but it was a truth. Luckily, I was exhausted from the long day, or I certainly wouldn’t have been able to drift off to sleep because all the thoughts of Jenna were running through my mind a mile a minute.
When I finally drifted off to sleep, thoughts of Jenna and what would come next for us dominated my mind. I wasn’t a romantic, but the energy between us had to mean something. It had to be a hint that time together was going to be amazing.
Chapter 5
Jenna
I woke up in his arms and felt more comfortable than I probably should have. There was something about Kevin that drew me into him and made me feel so at ease. It was like we had known each other for months, not hours.
The sun wasn’t up yet, but I got up and hopped in the shower really quick. His enormous shower was a change from the rusty old tube I stood up in at my apartment. I loved letting the warm water run down on me and could have stood in there for hours and hours.
His house was fantastic, his bathroom equally so. The shower had an actual bench in the middle of it. A whole football team might have been able to fit in there. It was at least ten feet long and probably almost as wide. What on earth did someone need a shower so big for?
I blushed when I realized what that marble bench in the middle was probably used for. I imagined laying back on it as the water fell from the rainforest shower head. Wow, I bet sex in this shower was insane.
As much as I would have loved to stay in there all day long, I finished up and pulled on my leggings and tank top. With a quick sweep, I put my hair up into a bun and grabbed my phone to see what I had missed.
Only a return text from Stacy telling me to have a good time and not to worry. It was funny how much I worried when people said not to worry. But since I hadn’t received a call or text from Cassandra, I was hopeful that the rest of the evening had gone off without a hitch. Luckily, we had hired a crew for cleanup, and I hoped that everything with that part of the night had also gone off seamlessly.
As I opened the bathroom door, I couldn’t help standing there for a minute and looking at the huge four-poster bed with Kevin in it. He hadn’t moved at all since I’d slipped out of his arms. He was an amazingly handsome man, and I knew I’d always remember that night with him. But I wasn’t the kind of girl that ended up with guys who owned mansions and had drivers who took them places.
I blew him a kiss from the doorway as I snuck down the hall and moved quietly down the stairs toward the front door. I couldn’t stick around for the awkward morning after where he regretted bringing me home. Instead, I wanted my last memory of him to be the sweet feel of his arms around me as I woke up that morning.
I hurried down the front driveway and then got stuck at the gate as I tried to figure out how to get out. There was no button that I could find, and I was getting more and more nervous that he was going to see me standing out there trying to get away.
Instead of spending another moment waiting, I flung my purse up and over the gate and climbed the metal railings. I desperately hoped he wasn’t looking out his window and didn’t see what I was doing. I would have looked like some sort of maniac trying to run away the way I was.
Once over the fence, I took a moment to look back at the house before hurrying down the street to the train station so I could head home. I had this ridiculous smile on my face for nearly an hour after leaving his house though, and thoughts of his touch dominated my mind for the ride home.
How was it even possible that I’d just spent the night with him? I couldn’t even wrap my brain around it all, everything had happened so quickly. I was in a state of total bliss when I got back to my disgusting apartment and closed the door behind me. The old walls and rusty refrigerator seemed especially depressing after spending a night in a mansion with Kevin.
As I collapsed onto my couch, I closed my eyes and thought back to the perfection of his body as he moved on top of me. That was definitely a memory I was going to hold onto for a long time to come. I couldn’t wait for work on Monday to tell Stacy and Elaina all about my night. I dialed up Elaina right away.
“How are you? Is everything okay?”
“Yes, my mother is alright. She thought she was having a heart attack, and it turned out to just be really bad indigestion. I’m really sorry for missing the fundraiser. Was Cassandra pissed? Am I fired?”
“I’m glad your mom is okay. Cassandra didn’t really know you were gone.”
“What do you mean?”
“Actually, I put your costume on and took your spot,” I said as I sat up and waited for her to totally freak out on me.
Elaina and Stacy were my biggest supporters. They had urged me to try out for the ballet on many occasions. They both knew how much dancing meant to me and how passionate I was about it, but I don’t think either of them fully understood how much it cost to live on their own without any family support. I certainly couldn’t afford to do that, and I tried not to make a big deal of it. Most of the time, I just pretended like I really wanted to be a choreographer and wasn’t interested in dancing anymore.
“You did what?” Elaina screamed into the phone.
I smiled at her response. I knew she wouldn’t mind that I’d taken her place.
“Yeah, I didn’t want you to get in trouble.”
“Well, how did it go? Was it amazing? Do you want to start dancing again? You could always move in here with me if you want to dance. My pare
nts won’t care,” she started to ramble on and on. “You know you really have to put yourself first. Go after your dream. Dance your little heart away.”
“Are you done with your motivational speech?” I asked playfully.
“Yes, so tell me. How did it go?”
“The dance was great. I think the audience really liked it, and from what I hear, they had some amazing donations.”
“How much did they raise?”
“Um, well,” I couldn’t really tell her because I didn’t stay until the end of the night when they announced the final totals. “I’m not sure.”
“What are you talking about? What was the total when you left?”
“Actually, I didn’t stay around much past the dancing portion of the night. In fact, I sort of left right away. Or after dancing for just a little bit with a big donor.”
“What?” Elaina asked as genuine confusion took over. “You just left? Weren’t you supposed to be in charge?”
“You know how I told you to grab a big donor and dance with them after the main dance?” I said as I started to smile.
I was nearly giggling with excitement as I tried to find the right words to tell Elaina what had happened. How do you tell your best friend that you ran off with a billionaire in the middle of a fundraiser and spent the night with him? It wasn’t something that had come up for me before.
“Yeah, I was supposed to dance with that delicious eye candy Kevin Fox … oh … did you dance with him?” she asked, and I was silent. “Did you do something else with him? Jenna! Tell me this instant.”
“I don’t know what came over me. One minute, I was pretending I was you and trying to have confidence as I asked him to dance, and the next minute he was pulling me off to his waiting SUV and taking me in his bed,” I said quickly and then shut my eyes as I waited for her to explode.
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