Entice (The Fighter Romance Series - Book #2) (6 page)

He kissed me again and I felt his hand between my
legs. I opened my thighs for him and felt one of his fingers slip under the
thin layer of lace and press against my entrance. I groaned into our kiss and I
felt his lips curl up into a smile.

“You’re so wet, baby,” he whispered against my lips.
I didn’t respond, with words. But I thought the movement of my hips told the
story. As he said that, he shoved his finger into me and I moaned loudly. He
slid another one in to meet it and we stood there in the kitchen while he
kissed me and finger-fucked me, and it felt like the most natural, right thing
in the world. “Do you want me, Jessie?” he asked, kissing me again. His tongue
searched mine out and wrapped it up in such a tight embrace that I couldn’t
answer.

When he finally pulled back, my legs were shaking so
hard that I could barely stand and in a breathless voice I said, “Yes…oh yeah I
do!”

“You do what?” he said with another grin.

“I do want you…so bad!” I wanted him in an almost
animalistic way. I wanted him there in the kitchen on the tile floors, or the
tile counters…I just wanted him. He could’ve pushed my ass up against the cold
stainless steel of the refrigerator and taken me right there, and I wouldn’t
have complained.

“Mm, good,” he said as he moved his fingers around
inside me. He put the other hand on my ass and squeezed it as he pulled my hips
harder into his. I could feel how hard he was, his cock was stretching the
fabric of his jeans, begging for release.

He pulled his fingers out of me and I watched, still
shaking all over as he drew them across his lips and then licked them clean. I
reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pushed down on them. He
helped me and then we attacked the white T-shirt. We were on even ground now,
both of us in our underwear. He had his hands in the tops of my panties as he
suddenly twirled me around to face away from him. I reached out for the counter
to steady myself and I felt my panties being swept down my legs. I stepped out
of them and when he leaned into me again, his were gone too. He pulled my hair
out of the way and attached his lips and teeth to a soft spot on my neck as the
thumb and forefinger of his hand worked their magic on my now engorged nipples.
I could feel his hard cock boring into my ass cheek and the evidence of my own
arousal was slowly running down the insides of my thighs. He played with my
nipples with one hand and I could feel the other sliding the condom he must
have had in his pocket over his throbbing erection. Once he had it on, he slid
his hands down across my abdomen and my pelvis, finally reaching the tops of my
thighs. He squeezed them and then gently pushed them apart. Then he put his
hand on the small of my back and pushed me forward just a bit until I was
completely exposed to him from behind.

I was ready, more than ready, and when the head of
his cock found the slick, hot entrance to my pussy and he thrust into me, I
cried out. He let his cock slide all the way into me, filling me up with his
full length before pulling back again. He plunged forward again with a grunt as
I gripped the edge of the counter and pushed back against him. He would pull
out and plunge in and every time he did I would push back and he would hit
bottom. He was fucking me slow and deliberately and it felt great, but at that
moment, I needed more.

In a throaty voice that I almost didn’t recognize
myself I said, “Harder.”

He made another grunting noise and obliged. He
grabbed a hip in each hand and began to really fuck me. I felt his body
slamming against mine as the sweat began to drip and run all over our skin
became slick with the friction. He slid his right arm up, leaving the left hand
on my hip and he wrapped that arm around me just above my breasts. It was
almost like being restrained, I couldn’t move at all…but I’d have to have been
crazy to want to. He was in control now. He was doing all the work…and I was
experiencing pleasure that my brain could barely comprehend. It wasn’t long
before he cried out again and pushed me forward so that his head was against my
back as his cock twitched and swelled and finally exploded.

We stood there like that for a few seconds, both of
us panting and the sweat so thick between us it would have been impossible to
discern which drip came from whom. When he recovered, pulled out and stood up,
he brought me up straight with him and spun me around to face him. He gave me a
long, sweet, sensuous kiss…and then dropped to the floor on his knees in front
of me. Lifting one of my legs, he pulled it up so that it was resting on his
shoulder and without any warning, his tongue pressed tightly against my clit. I
gasped when he slid two fingers into me again as his tongue massaged my swollen
clit. I looked down the length of my own body and watched as he pleasured me
with his tongue and lips. He sucked my clit in between his lips and then
wrapped his tongue around it, making me want to scream…then he let his teeth
graze it and
  
I may have screamed. I
knew I was shivering as I felt the muscles in my pussy begin to contract. He
shoved his tongue up deep inside me and I could feel his face pressing up
against my clit and I moved my hips up and down and back and forth across his
mouth until at last the orgasm ripped through me and I dug my fingernails into
his shoulders and moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

 
He licked me
softly until I recovered and then pressed his lips to my mound before standing
up and shoving his tongue into my mouth. I could taste myself there and kissing
him like that made me want him again. I ground my hips against his and I wasn’t
surprised to feel that he was already getting hard again. I was pressed up
against the cold kitchen counter and I realized that the only thing that could
make it better would be the bed. I pulled out of the kiss and he opened his
eyes and looked at me. I could seriously lose all powers of speech and rational
thought if he did that for too long.

“Bed,” was the only word I was able to utter. It was
enough for him. He took my hand and turned and headed out of the kitchen and
down the hall to my bedroom. He stopped at the first one and I said, “Keep
going.” By the time we got to the second one I was pawing at him like an animal
again. He pushed me down on the bed and straddled me, giving me another hot,
slow, deep kiss. I felt his hands sliding back down toward my pussy and his now
rock-hard cock pressing against my belly. I trailed my fingers down over his
chest and stomach until I could reach it and I took it into my hand. When I
touched it, I felt his whole body convulse. It was exciting to know I turned
him on so much. I stroked up and down the shaft while he kissed me, letting my
fingers pay close attention to the head before I stroked my way back down and
ended with a brush against his balls.

“
Ahhh
!
You’re going to make me come again already.”

“Turn over,” I told him.

He did and now he was on his back and I was on top.
I kissed his lips and then down his jawline and across his thick neck. I tasted
the muscles in his shoulders and upper arms before my lips found a nipple on
his chest and wrapped
themselves
around it. His
fingers were tangled up in my hair and he held on to me as I slid down over his
hard abdomen. He guided me across his pelvis and then lifted his hips up off
the bed when he felt my tongue begin to circle the tip of his cock.

He moaned again and as I fondled his balls, rolling
them gently between my fingers, he thrust his hips up higher and encouraged me
to take all of him into my mouth. I let his shaft slide in until it was lodged
all the way at the back of my throat and then I brought my head up slowly,
licking underneath the shaft along the way and all the time massaging his
balls. He was moaning and writhing and his thighs were quivering and just as I
felt him begin to grow and swell in my mouth I pulled off him and rolled over
onto my back next to him.

He opened one eye and looked at me with a grin.
“That was fucking awesome…I don’t know if I can move.”

I smiled back and slid my hand down across my
breasts and my belly to the top of my pubic mound and said, “Okay, you just lie
there, I can take care of myself.” I slid one finger down and began massaging
my hard clit.

He groaned and sat up and then he said, “Shit! I
don’t have another condom.”

“Top drawer,” I told him. He reached behind him into
my nightstand and pulled one out of the box there and put it on. By that time I
was right on the verge again. He reached down and moved my hand with his.

“Uh
uh
!
Let me do that.” Then he proved that he had the front mount down pat. He
climbed on top of me, using one of his knees to urge mine farther apart and
with no more preamble than that, he aligned his cock and drove it into my still
sopping wet, hot flesh. He moved in and out of me in expert, long, deep
thrusts. He would let out this little growl every time the head of his cock hit
bottom and then he’d pull it back almost all the way out before plunging it in
again. I had my legs wrapped around his hips and I squeezed and tightened the
muscles in them to help him move in and out. I brought my ass up off the bed
and my back arched and I met every one of his thrusts gratefully with my hips.
He was coated with sweat now and his whole body quivered as I watched him throw
back his head and sink deep one last time before exploding. I tightened my legs
around his hips and held him in place while he rocked gently back and forth
until he had come down from his high. Panting and gasping for air, he fell down
on the bed next to me. I turned slightly and snuggled into him and he draped
one of his massive arms across me.

“Damn!” I said.

I felt his body move when he laughed and he said,
“Yep.”

We lay like that, plastered together by our own
sweat and our limbs and my sheets tangled, kissing and touching and falling in
and out of sleep for hours before both of us finally landed in dreamland for
the night.

CHAPTER
SIX

I woke up the next morning still glowing from the
night. Before I was fully awake I told myself not to be disappointed if he was
gone. What we had wasn’t a relationship…it was really, really hot sex
.
 
I honestly expected
Paul to be gone. I
peeked
open one eye and saw him
next to me. He had his back to me and I slid my arm down across his chest and
wriggled my body up against his back. I found his warm neck and kissed it.

He reached up and covered the hand that was on his
chest with one of his and rolled over toward me. He still had his eyes closed,
but he was smiling and I was already craving his lips. I pressed mine to his
and he kissed me back. It was morning breath of the sexiest kind. He pulled
open his eyes, then, and looked at me.

“Hey,” he said in that sexy, throaty voice.

“Hey.”

He reached down and
pat
his
belly with one hand. “You fed me too much last night.”

“I tried to work it off you,” I said with a smile.

“Mm, yes you did,” he said. “But…I have to lose
seven pounds before the weigh-in for the fight, so you can’t cook anything else
for me before that.”

“Okay, but don’t forget to eat healthy. If you
starve yourself, you’re starving that much-needed muscle too.”

“Spoken like a true trainer,” he said with a smile.

“Or just someone who really likes the muscle,” I
said.

“You can help me work off the seven pounds, just to
make sure it’s all fat and no muscle…if you find the time.”

“That would be my pleasure,” I said. “I am quite the
trainer, you know.”

“Oh I know,” he said in a low voice that gave me
butterflies in my belly. “Sexiest damned trainer I ever had.” He kissed me
again. This one more passionate than the last and for some reason my brain
chose that very second to remind me that my mother was on her way. Ugh!

When we broke the kiss I said, “My mother will be
here soon.”

He smiled and then suddenly pulled his head up and
looked at me and said, “Really?”

I nodded.
“Yeah.
She needs
a place to stay for a while. She’ll be here sometime this morning.”

“Oh,” he said. He lay back, but I could feel that
his body wasn’t nearly as relaxed as it had been before; he finally said,
“Shoot! I really should get going. I’m supposed to train with Sam this
morning.”

I knew he hadn’t just suddenly remembered his
appointment with Sam. I knew it was more because he was in no way ready to meet
my mother. I was perfectly okay with that. Had she been a “normal” mother, it
would have been too soon…but with my mother, I definitely wanted to wait a
while.

“Okay,” I said, kissing his chest. I lifted my head
so he could sit up.

He looked around the room and said, “Are our clothes
still in the kitchen?”

I laughed but I felt warm all over when I remembered
us taking them off. “Yeah,” I told him. He turned to face me and kissed me
again, hard that time. It was like he was trying to give me one that would
last. Then he said, “I’m going to take off after I get dressed. Lock the chain
on the door when I leave.”