“Ohhh.” Her reply turned into more of a moan. She licked her very kissable lips and rubbed at her eyes, slightly smudging her mascara. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”
“I wore you out.” And didn’t that make his chest swell several inches. Nevar skimmed his hand down her stomach and over the swell of her hips, pushing the covers out of the way as he went. Her legs were slightly parted and he took advantage, dipping his hand between them.
“Nevar.”
He loved the sound of his name on her lips, the passionate way she said it. “Hmm,” he replied as he stroked the slick folds of her pussy.
“You can’t be serious. Again?”
“Oh, I’m very serious.” He scooted down the bed, making a place for himself between her legs.
He loved her vivid blue eyes, the slight tinge of embarrassment that colored her cheeks. She obviously wasn’t used to being naked in front of a man and, Neanderthal that he was, he couldn’t deny he was pleased by that fact.
Allison was sweet and hot, a deadly combination.
“The last time was too fast. I didn’t get a chance to savor you.” He shouldered her thighs apart and his cock pulsed at the sight of her slick pussy. “And, Allison, I really need to savor you.”
He tongued her clit, wringing a guttural moan from her. He loved the way she didn’t hold back, giving him every gasp and sigh, every moan and groan.
“Nevar.” Her fingers gripped his hair, keeping him where she wanted. He could stay here forever.
The small nub of her clit was swollen and he tongued it. Her hips undulated, her breathing ragged. He stroked the inside of her thigh and kept going until he was stroking her pussy. He rimmed the opening to her slit before slipping a finger inside.
Her hips arched up and a long, low keening sound broke from her lips. Damn, she was hot. She was also close to coming. The inner muscles of her pussy rhythmically gripped his finger.
Nevar eased away, ignoring her cry as he did. He grabbed a condom from the top of the bedside table and rolled it on in record time. Allison watched him deal with protection and that just turned her on even more. His dick was standing at attention by the time he was done.
He rolled onto his back and held out his arms. “Ride me.”
Allison felt as if she must be still asleep, having the most spectacular erotic dream. Only it wasn’t a dream. Nevar was very real.
She reached out and circled his cock. It was hot and hard through the latex barrier. She wished there wasn’t a need for protection, but she was glad he didn’t have a problem taking care of such things. It wasn’t as though she had condoms in her purse.
Tonight was magical, like being lost in another world. Oh she knew morning and real life would arrive soon enough. But for now she was happy to be here with Nevar, with a man who wanted her as much as she wanted him.
She came up on her hands and knees and straddled him. It was intoxicating to have so much enticing male at her disposal. She spread her hands over his broad chest, feeling the play of firm muscles beneath her palms. He was so strong, his skin warm and supple, yet so hard beneath.
His erection pressed against her stomach, standing bold and proud. He lay back on the bed, his black hair falling to his shoulders, his dark eyes smoldering with desire. The muscles in his thighs clenched beneath her and she knew he was holding on to his control by a thread.
Some latent sense of her own sexuality sprang to life, and she slowly lifted her hands to her breasts, cupping them, running her thumbs over her distended nipples. Her moan mixed with his growl of pleasure.
“Allison.” There was a wealth of promise, as well as a threat in his voice. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging in slightly.
She gripped his cock and stroked from base to hilt, rubbing her thumb over the bulbous head. His eyes half-closed, he continued to watch her. Once again, she damned the condom, but at the same time was grateful for it.
Her pussy ached to hold him. She wanted Nevar to sink inside her until he filled her completely. She came up on her knees and angled the blunt head of his cock until it was pressed against her opening. Holding her breath, she eased down, one slow inch at a time.
He was so big and stretched her to her limits. She gasped and pushed down, driving him deeper until he was buried inside. Her head dropped forward. Her hands rested against his chest, supporting her while she panted in an attempt to regain her breath.
Hard, gentle hands stroked over her thighs and up her stomach. She raised her head and watched as he cupped her breasts. He had big hands. She sucked in her breath when he teased her taut nipples with his fingers. His touch felt so much better than her own had.
There was so much she wanted to say, but she couldn’t form her thoughts to utter one single word. The moment was too big. And that scared her.
How could a man she just met mean so much to her?
Physical attraction. That’s all it was. All it could be.
As if sensing her rising tension, Nevar gave her breasts one final caress, found her hands with his and gripped them. “Ride me, sweet Allison. Ride me.” He gave her fingers a squeeze of encouragement.
She began to move, raising her hips up and then bringing them down hard. At first, she took it slow, letting herself enjoy each and every erotic sensation that rippled through her body. Her skin tingled and every part of her felt alive.
But soon it wasn’t enough.
She moved faster, taking him harder and deeper with each downward thrust of her body. He released her hands and gripped her hips, helping to lift her and to pull her back down on his cock, establishing a rhythm that worked with hers.
They moved together as one, as though they’d been doing this for years. She rode him, her body arching and stretching to accommodate every hard inch of him.
His fingers dipped between her thighs, found her clit and stroked. Allison cried out, letting her orgasm overtake her. She closed her eyes and let it wash through her, felt the swell of passion between her thighs and the way it spread over her entire body like a wave of pleasure.
Nevar gave a yell and his cock pulsed and jerked inside her. He pulled her down onto his chest, his arms banding around her to keep her there. There was nowhere else she’d rather be.
Their breathing slowed and their hearts eventually stopped racing at a breakneck speed. He nuzzled the top of her head and stroked his hands over her spine, calming and petting her.
Allison knew she had to move soon. It would be too easy to simply stay there and that was dangerous considering he was still wearing the spent condom. She pushed herself up and slowly disengaged from his semi-hard erection.
She didn’t get far. Nevar cupped the back of her neck and pulled her toward him. Their mouths met in a kiss that was more a promise than passion. When he pulled back, she blinked at him, unsure what to say.
“I don’t know about you, but I could use a bath.”
That was the last thing she’d expected him to say. But he wasn’t waiting around to hear a reply. Nevar rolled out of bed and held out his hand. She stared at it uncertainly and then back up at his face. He waited patiently and she finally took it. His fingers closed around hers and he tugged her off the bed.
Silently, they padded toward the bathroom. Allison had no idea what time it was but it had to be getting late. Thankfully tomorrow was Saturday so she didn’t have to worry about work. But she really should get dressed, call a cab and go home.
He pulled her into the bathroom and she forgot all about leaving. She knew her mouth was hanging open. She was speechless. The room was huge for a bathroom in the city. There was a tub that would have no trouble accommodating two people. He walked over to it and started the water running.
The floors were tiled in an earthy brown. The tile work continued around the tub and into a separate shower enclosure. There was a shallow trough sink in the middle of a stone countertop that had to be at least four feet long. Thick chocolate-brown towels hung on the rods.
“Wow.”
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Nevar flashed her one of his devastating smiles. “Like it?”
“What’s not to like. This place is amazing.”
He stepped into the tub and sat. He held out his hand. “Join me.”
No way she wasn’t trying out that deep soaker tub. She took his hand and allowed him to steady her as she climbed in. She sat and he pulled her back against him until her back was resting against his chest. His erection pressed against her back, but she ignored it. She was going to be sore tomorrow if she wasn’t careful. She simply wasn’t used to this much sexual activity.
They didn’t try to speak while the tub was filling. When the water was high enough, Nevar reached past her and turned off the taps and settled back again. “Tell me about yourself.”
She shrugged and sent a small wave lapping against the white porcelain. “Not much to tell. I told you I grew up on a farm in the Midwest. I have two older brothers, Joshua and Matthew. They’re both married and have two kids apiece. Joshua works the family farm with Daddy, while Matthew lives and works the spread his wife inherited when her folks died.”
Nevar scooped a bar of soap out of the dish and rubbed it between his hands. Soap bubbled between his fingers and he created a thick lather. He dropped the soap back into the dish. “How did you end up in New York?” He rubbed his hands up and down her arms and then across her collarbone.
Allison sucked in a deep breath. He was getting closer to her breasts with each stroke of his soapy hands. “Ah, I wanted more. I wanted adventure.”
He cupped her breasts, sliding his hands over them and leaving a froth of bubbles behind. He continued working his way down her stomach. “So, what happened when you arrived in the big city?”
The memory made her smile. “I was lucky. I got the job at the school where I’m still employed. A friend of the family helped me find my apartment. I moved and the rest is history.”
His hands dipped beneath the water and slid down her thighs. “What do you do at the school?”
It was getting harder to focus on his questions with his hands wandering closer to her pussy. She squeezed her legs together. “Ah, I work in the admissions office.”
He gave a small laugh when she refused to part her legs. “Don’t worry. I’ll be good. I don’t want you to be sore tomorrow.”
Well darn. She’d gotten what she wanted, now she wasn’t sure she wanted it. Her reaction to Nevar confused her. He released her, grabbed the soap and started washing himself. She glanced over her shoulder and he winked at her. There was a twinkle in his eyes that made her smile back in spite of her chaotic thoughts.
He really was easy on the eyes and a great lover.
She rinsed off and rose from the tub. The water sluiced down her body like an erotic caress. Her skin was much more sensitive than usual. She grabbed one of the thick, chocolate-brown towels and quickly dried off before wrapping it around her.
Nevar stood and water cascaded down his rock-hard body. Oh my. The dusting of hair on his chest, stomach and groin stuck to his skin. His chest and abs gleamed. His cock was semi-erect and getting larger by the second.
He stepped out of the tub and reached past her to snag a towel from the rack. She started to step back, but he leaned down and kissed her before she could. It was a fast, friendly kiss, not a passion-filled one. She wondered if that was her sign to leave.
“I should go.”
He rubbed the towel over his arms and chest, pausing with it just above his waist. “Are you hungry? I’m starving. We should get something to eat.”
Allison wrapped her towel around her and shivered. He wanted her to stay. A part of her cheered at the thought of their time together not being over, while the more sensible part warned her that she was getting in way over her head. It was one thing to have a one-night stand with a gorgeous guy. It was another to get emotionally involved.
“Here.” While she’d been trying to decide what she should do, Nevar had pulled a robe from behind the bathroom door and now held it out to her. “You’ll be more comfortable with this on.”
He held it open and she slid both arms into the sleeves, not releasing the towel until she was covered. The thick terrycloth robe was huge on her, but she wrapped the folds around her and belted it tight. It fell to almost her ankles, covering her completely. Now that she was no longer naked, she felt more comfortable.
She knew she was being a complete idiot. She’d wanted this night with Nevar. And why shouldn’t she? They were both single adults. A night of unbridled sex was just what the doctor ordered. She knew Barb would approve. Crap! She hadn’t texted Barb to tell her she wouldn’t be meeting her and the others. Too late now. She’d have to call her friend tomorrow and apologize.
Nevar opened the drain to let the water out of the tub and then turned to her. “Let me grab a pair of jeans and then we’ll forage in the kitchen.”
“Sounds good.” If she were going to stay she might as well enjoy the entire experience. She watched as he hung both towels up to dry and strode completely naked from the room. Allison padded after him, enjoying the view of his taut, hard butt.
He stopped in front of a large chest of drawers, pulled one of them open and took out a pair of jeans. He didn’t bother with underwear but simply slipped the faded, worn jeans right over his naked skin.
Allison swallowed hard when he zipped but didn’t button the jeans. Nevar looked like a model from some glossy women’s magazine. His hair was damp, his chest and arms looked powerful and tanned in the dim light. And those jeans. Those jeans hugged his strong thighs and cupped his cock like a lover.
She felt like fanning herself. It was suddenly very hot in here.
“Come on. Let’s see what we can find in the kitchen.” He slung his arm around her shoulders and side-by-side they made their way to the kitchen. On second look, she liked the space even more. It was clean and functional, stylish without being fussy. It suited him.
He led her to the same stool where she had sat earlier and she slid onto the seat, resting her arms on the countertop.
“What will it be?” He opened the refrigerator and began pulling things out. “I’ve got cheese, ham, mayo, tomatoes. We could have sandwiches.” He glanced at her and she shrugged.
“I’m not quite hungry enough for a sandwich, but you go ahead.”
He closed the refrigerator door and began to rummage in the cupboards. “I’ve got some whole wheat crackers you could have with the cheese. And I think I have some grapes too, if that’s more to your liking.”
That did sound good. “What can I do to help?” She slid off the stool, wanting to be closer to him.
“You can get the grapes. They’re on the bottom shelf.”
They worked to put together their impromptu meal and Allison began to relax. Before she knew it, they were both seated at the counter, munching on their late-night snack and chatting about the latest movies and new events.
Nevar really was easy to be around. It was too bad it was only for one night.
Chapter Six
Nevar knew the second he woke that Allison was gone. He didn’t even need to open his eyes. There was something indefinable missing from the place. He sat up in bed and shoved his hair out of his eyes. Sure enough, her pile of clothing was gone.
“Damn it.” He threw back the covers and stood, hands on his hips. Like Cinderella, she’d skipped out after their magical night. Of course, he was no prince. He was simply a flesh-and-blood man who wanted her.
He’d had a feeling she’d bolt. Somehow she’d managed to sneak out without waking him. He yanked on the same pair of jeans he’d worn last night and scratched his chest. This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.
He glanced at the clock on the bedside table and frowned. It was after ten. He’d slept late. When had she left?
Nevar sighed deeply, trying to release his disappointment. It didn’t work. He strode out into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee perking before he started looking for a note. Maybe she’d left him one with he
r number on it. That would be something. Not as good as her being here, but second best.
He found the small, folded piece of white paper perched in the center of the dining table. The white among the sea of dark wood stood out like a beacon. His name was scrawled on top. He picked it up and unfolded it.
Thanks for a wonderful night.
Allison
That was it. Nothing more than thanks. Nevar started to crumple the note, but stopped himself. He was an idiot. The woman had made herself perfectly clear. The night was over and they were done.
Except he honestly didn’t think that was how she really felt. They’d talked for more than an hour after they’d eaten their late-night snack. They’d curled up on the sofa and traded stories of their childhoods—her on the farm and him in the city with his offbeat family.
There was something between them. Some connection that went beyond one night. Allison wasn’t the type of woman to jump in bed with a guy without having some feelings for him. She had commitment written all over her.
He wanted her and he wanted her commitment. He refolded the note and tucked it into his back pocket. He’d find her. He had enough to go on. He knew her name and that she worked in the registrar’s office of a school somewhere here in Manhattan.
And maybe he was being an idiot, reading more into things than was really there. He scrubbed his hand over his face and rolled his shoulders to release the tension. No, he wasn’t mistaken. Allison had gone back to bed with him last night, snuggling close when he’d pulled her into his arms.
He’d wanted to make love to her again, but had refrained, not wanting to overwhelm her. He snorted. Better to have ignored all those gentlemanly instincts and fucked her into exhaustion. At least then she’d still be in his bed this morning.
The coffee was perked and he needed a cup badly. He filled a large red mug and added sugar before taking his first mouthful. Manna from the gods.
Someone pounded on his front door. His heart jumped thinking it was Allison, but then common sense kicked in. That loud a knock meant only person. He set his mug down on the counter, strode to the door and pulled it open. “Morning, Rabb.”
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