Dreams of Seduction (9 page)

“Jed.” This time her tone was more insistent and he knew she was getting as impatient as he was.

“Support yourself with your hands and lift your butt.” When she did as he directed he skimmed her jeans and her panties down her hips and over her legs. He didn’t stop, but pushed her shoes off before pulling the rest of her garments off. She was totally naked.

Jed felt the heat inside him ratchet up another notch. Her skin was creamy white and smooth. Her curves intoxicating. The thatch of hair at the apex of her thighs was a shade darker than the color of the hair on her head. And it was damp with her growing need.

Reaching into his back pocket, he grabbed one of several condoms he’d stashed there just in case. He hadn’t been expecting anything, but he’d prayed he might get lucky.

He tore open the packet and smoothed the latex over his erection. Lifting one of Maggie’s feet, he placed it on the edge of the counter. Then he did the same with her other foot. It opened her wide, allowing him full access to her.

“Your pussy is so pink and wet.” He stroked his finger over the slick folds, circling the nub at the top.

Her hips jerked toward him. “You’re hot for me, aren’t you, sweetheart? You want this as much as I do, don’t you?” He needed her to say the words.

“Yes.” She clawed at his shoulders, trying to pull him closer.

“Yes, what?” He shifted closer, rubbing the length of his cock over her folds, stroking her clit at the same time.

She let out a long, low cry. “Yes, I want you.”

“Now?” he asked, teasing her slit with the head of his cock without actually entering her.

“Now,” she yelled.

Jed positioned himself at her opening and thrust, burying himself right to his balls. Maggie cried out, her head tipping back even as she clung to him. A light coating of perspiration covered his chest and he was finding it hard to breathe. He struggled for control, not wanting this to be over before it started.

Her inner muscles were like a silk glove squeezing him. Her pussy rippled as she struggled to accommodate his length and girth. The sensations were incredible.

Then Maggie dropped her feet from the counter and wrapped her legs around him and he was lost.

“Maggie,” he cried, banding his arms around her. He thrust heavily, over and over again. He couldn’t get deep enough. Burying his face in the curve of her shoulder, he fucked her, holding nothing back. She met him stroke for stroke, her hips flexing against his, her ankles locked at the small of his back and her hands clutching at his back and shoulders.

“Harder,” she urged.

He lifted her in his arms. The motion pushed him deeper. Groaning, he took the few steps necessary to reach the wall and shoved her back against it. Holding her securely, he hammered his hips against hers. His fingers dug into her lush ass, holding her captive for his thrusts.

“Jed!” she screamed, and he felt the ripple of her inner muscles, the heat of her surrounding him, and the hot rush of her cream gliding over him.

He thrust several more times. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He’d dreamed of this moment, but it was even better than anything he’d been able to imagine. Maggie was no phantom in the night, but a real flesh and blood woman. His woman.

His balls drew up tight and the beginning of his orgasm shot up his shaft. It erupted from him and he threw back his head and yelled her name.

When he came back to his senses his heart was still pounding. Maggie’s feet had slipped from around his waist and were flat on the floor. His hands were still cupping her ass and he gave it a final squeeze before releasing her. She shuddered and he groaned when her inner muscles rippled around him.

Bracing one hand against the wall, he pulled out of Maggie’s warmth. She sucked in a sharp breath and swayed, digging her fingers into his shoulders. Jed glanced down at her.

Eyes closed, hair tousled and lips wet, she looked totally debauched. “You okay?” A lock of hair had worked free of her braid and he hooked it behind her ear.

She licked her lips and nodded.

“Maggie.” When he said her name, she opened her eyes. They were a darker and deeper green than normal. “I’m going to move away for a second. Can you stand on your own?” He didn’t want her to end up on the floor when he went to dispose of the condom.

“Yeah.” She shifted, leaning more heavily against the wall. Taking her at her word, Jed went to the kitchen garbage and disposed of the condom. Hitching his boxers and jeans back around his hips, he zipped them, but didn’t bother with the button. His shirt still hung on his shoulders. He was barely undressed and she was naked. The more primitive side of his nature liked that.

She watched him as he prowled back to her side. Without a word, he scooped her into his arms. “That was the appetizer. Now I’m ready for the main course.”

Maggie wrapped her arms around Jed’s neck as he carried her out of the kitchen. Normally, she’d be self-conscious about him carrying her. She was anything but a lightweight. But he handled her as if she weighed nothing at all.

She should be embarrassed by how easily she’d given in to him. Good Lord, they hadn’t even eaten and she’d had sex with him in her kitchen. A tiny smile played around the corners of her mouth. And what sex it was. She’d never experienced anything like it in her life. Jed was assertive and demanding and she’d loved it.

He carried her up the stairs and into her bedroom, finding it easily. Now that the heat of the moment was fading, nerves were kicking in. She was totally naked and he was still almost fully dressed. She hadn’t had time to worry about her appearance before, but now all she wanted to do was crawl into bed and pull the covers over herself.

Jed stopped in front of the ornate freestanding mirror that sat in the corner of her room. She couldn’t see much because the room was dark and that suited her just fine. He released her legs and her feet touched the floor. Then he was gone. A second later her bedside lamp clicked on, the muted light pushing the shadows back.

Maggie didn’t hesitate, but headed straight for the bed. Jed caught her before she was halfway there.

“Where are you going?”

“I thought that was obvious.” She crossed one arm over her breasts and pressed the other one against her stomach.

He caught both of her hands in his and gently pulled them away from her body. “Why so shy? You weren’t before?”

“I didn’t have time to think before,” she muttered. And that was his fault. He’d overwhelmed her so she couldn’t think straight.

He smiled. “I’m glad. But I’m not done yet.”

“The bed is right there.” She pointed toward it as best she could with him still holding both her hands.

“But the mirror is this way.” He released her hands and wrapped his arm around her waist, turning her so she faced the mirror. “I want to look at you. I want you to look at you. To look at me.” He picked up the end of her braid, slipped the elastic off the end and began to unbraid her hair. “To look at us.”

“Jed,” she began. How did you make a man as hard and gorgeous as he was understand her insecurities? “I’m fat.”

He stilled for a second, and then continued with his work, not stopping or speaking until her hair was free. “I love your hair.” He sifted his fingers through it and it spread over her back like a cape. “It’s so vibrant and alive. Just like you.”

Stepping away, he shrugged out of his shirt and tossed it aside. His eyes never left her as he toed off his boots and unzipped his jeans. He shoved them down and off, taking his socks with him, leaving him clad only in a pair of sexy blue boxers.

Maggie shifted her weight from one foot to another, getting angrier with each passing second. She pulled her hair forward. It wasn’t much, but it did give her some covering. “Did you hear me?”

He stepped behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her toward him until her back was resting against his chest. He towered over her, his shoulders visible in spite of the fact she was standing in front of him. It was a stark reminder of how much larger than her he was. “I heard you. I just disagree with you.”Gently, he gathered her hair in one of his large hands and lifted it over her shoulder. Every inch of the front of her body was revealed in the mirror before them—her rounded face, ample breasts, wide hips and plump thighs.

Maggie did not match the fashion industry’s ideal of beauty. She’d always been about twenty pounds too heavy, but that was where her body naturally settled. Dieting didn’t work and she was healthy so she tried not to worry about it. And usually she didn’t. But this wasn’t a usual situation.

He cupped her breasts in his hands and rolled his thumbs over the tight nubs. “Just look at yourself.

Your breasts more than fill my hands. The weight of them feels perfect in my palms.”

Breathing was suddenly much harder as he lightly pinched her nipples. She whimpered as the sweet sensation shot straight to her core. She was still damp from her first orgasm and was quickly getting wetter.

“Your waist skims inward, just as it should.” His hands followed his words, slipping down her ribcage and flaring outward to her sides. His skin was so much darker than hers and it was very erotic to watch him touching her.

“And your hips.” He groaned and gripped her hips, pulling her back against him. She could feel his erection pressing into the crease of her behind. Even though he’d just come he was still hard. “Your hips are perfect for a man my size, holding me so sweetly while I fuck you.” The last words came out as a low growl.

There was no mistaking the sincerity of his words. Her self-consciousness began to slip away as the passion mounted between them. There was no hiding the fact that the man was turned-on by her body.

Maggie straightened slightly, feeling prouder of her body than she had in a long while.

It was only then that she realized what a job her ex had done on her self-esteem with his constant knocks against her weight and the hints that she should go on a diet.

“Then there are your thighs.” Jed rubbed his hands over the front of her thighs. “They’re rounded and womanly and they make me hot.” He pressed his palms between her thighs and she automatically parted them for him. “That’s perfect. See the way your thighs part for my touch.” He slipped one hand in the notch at her legs and stroked her intimately.

Her hips undulated forward, seeking his fingers. Maggie wasn’t sure what it was about Jed that made her so hot so fast. Maybe it was the fact that she’d dreamed about them making love the past few nights. It felt as if they were already lovers even though tonight was the first time they’d ever been together.

“You know what I’d like even more?” he whispered in her ear.

“No, what?” Her mouth was suddenly dry as she waited with anticipation. She was quivering from head to toe, her body vibrating in readiness.

He captured her earlobe and nipped at it. The sensual bite sent shivers down her spine. “I want to see you on your knees in front of me with your sexy lips wrapped around my cock. I want to watch you take me into your mouth. I want to see it in the mirror and I want you to watch it too.” He shoved his cock harder against her ass. “It makes me want to come just thinking about it.”

Maggie forgot to breathe. Her breasts ached and her core throbbed. She’d never liked oral sex before, but she wanted to experience it with Jed. Somehow she knew it would be different. Before, she felt like it was something she should do. With him, it was something she wanted to do.

He trailed his tongue over the inner curve of her ear, winding in and out of each whorl before nipping her earlobe again. “But only if you want to.”

Maggie pushed away from him and stood so she was side on to the mirror. She cocked her eyebrow at Jed and he smiled as he shoved his boxers off and kicked them away. She hadn’t had much of an opportunity to look at him in the kitchen. Their coming together had been so hard and fast.

She took her time studying him now. His cock was long and thick. The crown was wide and wet as it jerked toward her. He shifted so he was standing in front of her. Both of them were side on to the mirror.

Maggie glanced toward the looking glass. Jed stood with his feet planted on the floor, his hands fisted at his side. His shaft was ready and willing.

And her. Well, she was surprised by how she looked. Her red hair gleamed in the dim light, her breasts appeared heavier, fuller, and her body was a mix of shadows and light. But it was the expression on her face that startled her the most. It was the look of a woman well pleased with herself. It was one of anticipation and of carnal intent.

Maggie slowly sank to her knees in front of Jed. Her hair glided sensually over her shoulder, the carpet was rough against her skin, her pulse was pounding and she felt lightheaded thinking about what she was about to do.

Reaching out, she cupped the heavy sac beneath his shaft. It was full. Heavy. She slowly massaged the twin spheres inside. He groaned and his hands sank into her hair, fisting it in his fingers.

With her free hand, she captured his shaft at the base, holding him firmly. Leaning forward, she nuzzled his balls. He smelled musky and felt warm against her cheek.

Jed groaned her name. She turned her head so she could see him in the mirror. His gaze captured hers.

His amber eyes fairly glowed, radiating a sexual heat that brushed across her skin like a physical caress.

The harsh angles and planes of his face made him look almost cruel in the dim light, but Maggie was anything but afraid.

Turning away, she opened her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. A guttural sound escaped him. His fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her closer. Maggie laughed and blew on the wide crown and then traced the ridge at the base.

Jed swore and a bead of pearly fluid seeped from the tip. Maggie swiped at it with her tongue. It was warm and salty.

“Maggie,” he groaned.

Taking pity on him, she closed her mouth over him and took him deep.

“Damn, that feels incredible.” Jed began to slowly pump his hips back and forth, using his hold on her hair to guide her. Again, she glanced toward the mirror and watched enthralled as his hard length disappeared in her mouth only to reappear seconds later, glistening wet.