He relaxed. “Good.”
Cal scooped her into his arms. She grabbed him around his neck as he headed toward the bedroom. Naked skin against naked skin. She’d never been carried to the bedroom before. It was something she could get used to.
But when he set her on her feet, she took charge again. It was a role she didn’t give up easily and she wasn’t about to start now.
She pushed on his shoulders until he was sitting on the bed. Her plan was to be the one on top, but he caught her unaware again.
“Nice view,” he drawled.
His breath blew lightly across the curls that covered her sex. Cal didn’t just look but clasped her bottom and brought her body closer to his face, his mouth.
“I’m supposed to be on top,” she gasped, grabbing hold of his shoulders for support. “I wanted you to lie back on the bed.”
His chuckle vibrated against her, sending trembles of delight over her. She bit her bottom lip. God, that had felt good.
“So, you were going to have your way with me.” He began to place soft kisses against the folds of her sex.
“Yes,” she gasped as she clung to him. “Right there. Yes.” She pressed her body closer. So what if she’d let him take control. As long as he didn’t stop what he was doing, she didn’t care. His tongue was making her wild. When he told her to spread her legs, she obeyed without question.
He inserted a finger inside her and began a slow in-out motion while his mouth continued its heated assault. He licked up her clit, then back down before sucking on the fleshy skin. She couldn’t stop the moan as it escaped past her dry lips.
The blood rushed through her body. She could feel her heart beating faster and faster. A deep, throbbing began to build inside her. Her body clenched, then unclenched. She couldn’t take a deep breath. All she could manage to draw inside her oxygen-deprived lungs were little puffs of air.
Her body began to tremble as his mouth continued to suck, his tongue scraping across the fleshy part, drawing it into his mouth. She cried out as intense pleasure washed over her, wave after wave of incredible gratification.
She vaguely knew when Cal picked her up and laid her on the bed. She curled on her side, her legs clasped together. He covered her with the quilt.
A condom, of course. He would be slipping back into the kitchen to get one out of his pants. She should’ve told him there was one in the bedside drawer. Too late now.
When he returned, they would finish what they’d started. She would just rest for a moment. Damn, he was good, damned good, but as soon as he came back, she would be in charge and she had a few tricks of her own.
Cal walked into the kitchen and grabbed his briefs off the floor, pulling them on. When his hand bumped his dick, he groaned. Ah, damn, the ache inside him was almost too much to bear.
This was the craziest thing he’d ever done and he was afraid it was only going to get worse. He planned on leaving. That would piss her off. Show her that he had no invested interest in her. She was just a woman who’d needed gratification and he’d given her that. This would really teach her a lesson.
Had he lost his freakin’ mind?
What the hell was he doing?
He closed his eyes, but all he saw was Nikki-naked and waiting for him. He could be plunging into her wet heat right now.
Involuntarily, his hips thrust forward but there was nothing there to sink into. He grabbed the edge of the counter and held on for a moment, taking deep, steadying breaths.
His body throbbed with need. He could almost taste her again, could almost feel the softness of her skin, could almost see her legs parting for him.
Lesson be damned. Leaving now was a crazy idea.
He grabbed a condom out of his pocket and jerked off his briefs before heading back into the bedroom. She lay curled on her side, but she’d tugged the quilt under her chin until her backside was exposed. He reached out and lightly stroked the cheek of her ass.
Nikki stretched and turned. As she did, she pushed the covers off and spread her legs in invitation. He swallowed hard and gazed down on that sweet clit he’d sucked on only a moment ago. Heat spread through him like a fire out of control.
He lay down beside her, and she turned and wrapped her arms around him. As his mouth lowered to hers, he cupped her ass and brought her against his dick. Man, just the contact with her sex against his almost made him come.
She teased him with her tongue, stroking his. He relaxed, enjoying what she was doing. When she shoved him to his back, he was caught off guard, not that he wouldn’t have gone willingly at this point in time.
“I don’t know how long I can last,” he told her. “Two seconds might be an accurate assumption.”
“Are you in pain?”
Her innocence didn’t fool him for a second. There wasn’t anything innocent about her. “You know damn well I am, and I think I dropped the condom.”
She scooted to her knees and stared down at him as he lay naked in front of her. “Then let me remedy that.” She leaned over him, her breasts brushing across his face as she reached inside the drawer of the bedside table.
He couldn’t resist. He sucked a nipple into his mouth. She gasped with pleasure.
“I’m supposed to be relieving you of your pain,” she told him, her words raspy, but he noticed she didn’t seem to be in any hurry to move away.
He swirled his tongue around her nipple one last time before releasing it. “I thought you were offering up your delights for me to savor.”
She grabbed a condom and tore it open, but when he reached for it, she moved it away.
“I’ll do it.” She slowly rolled it down his length.
He only thought he was in pain before. He gripped the sheet in his hands. When she licked her lips, he lost it. He flipped her onto her back and drove into her hot, slick body. She dug her fingernails into his back and gasped.
“Damn, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so brutal.”
“Brutal? I don’t think so.” She laughed as she wrapped her legs around him so that he sank deeper inside her body. “I told you, I like it rough and I like it hard. There’s nothing soft about me, baby.”
With a growl, he pulled out, then plunged back inside. The heat of her body wrapped around him. He plunged in again and again.
“Oh, yes, harder, faster.”
He looked at her face and saw the passion building. She bit her bottom lip, her breathing ragged. His body burned with the need for release, but he still held back.
“Oh, God, yes. This is what I want. Now, now!” she cried out. She arched toward him as she came.
He might have cried out, but he wasn’t sure. Lights exploded around him, plunging him forward into a haze of brilliant color. His body trembled and the burning ache inside him began to relax its hold.
This was good, damned good. He’d never been with a woman who enjoyed sex as much as Nikki did. He sank down to the bed, careful to roll to his side. She opened her eyes and looked at him-then laughed.
He frowned and she laughed even more. “I can say with one hundred percent certainty that no woman has ever laughed after I’ve made love to her.”
“I laughed because I’ve never had sex this good. I’ve dreamed about it, came close to experiencing it, but it’s never been like this.” Her grin was wicked. “Was it good for you?”
For a moment, he let what had happened wash over him.
He’d made love before. The first time had been in the back of Jenny Bradley’s Mustang. She’d been a senior in high school and he a lowly freshman. Cal had thought he’d died and gone to heaven that night. Some part of him had known he’d never feel the same kind of intensity that only the first time brings with it.
Until now.
This was some lesson he was teaching Nikki. At least, if she wrote about making love with him, it would be a great series of articles.
Chapter 9
“Hey, Shelley, feeling better?” Brian asked his secretary as he started toward his office. Her nose was a little red and she still talked funny. He wondered if she should’ve stayed at home another day or so.