Friends With Way Too Many Benefits (23 page)

"An angel," her mother replied smiling. "She had her bottle and she's sleeping now."

"How was the movie?"

"The first half was kind of slow." Jim stood behind Victoria with his hands on her shoulders. He pressed his groin gently into her rear end and gazed over Victoria's shoulder to her parents. "But the second half was really amazing. I was on the edge of my seat."

She pushed back into him a bit. "I really enjoyed the second half too."

"How was dinner?"

"It was good." Victoria frowned. "Jim has a bad headache. I hate to kick you guys out, but we're exhausted and like I said his head is pounding."

Victoria's parents shared a disappointed look then rose up from their chairs.

"Yeah, sorry. I think the movie was too loud or something." Jim shrugged. "Thanks so much for watching her though."

"Sure."

Victoria smiled. "We'll have you guys over soon for dinner, okay?"

"That would be nice."

Jim held the door open as Victoria's parents made their way out to the porch.

"Thanks again. Good night." Victoria said then took hold of the door and closed it. She sighed. "I thought they'd never leave."

"Yeah, where were we?"

Heading toward their bedroom unbuttoning her blouse, she frowned. "I hate to tell you this, but we're focusing on me now for a while."

"I can live with that." He followed close behind her, pulling off his shirt and unbuttoning his pants.

Turning toward him, she gave him a sexy smile as she pushed her skirt down then removed her bra and panties.

He gazed at her. "God, you look cute."

"You haven't licked me in a while."

"Oh, that's what you want?" He gave her a playful smile.

"Let's start there and see where that takes us." Lying down on the bed, she scooted toward the middle with her knees up and motioned with her hand for him to join her.

He grinned and pushed his boxers down his legs, stepped out of them then climbed on top of her. He started by kissing her breasts, logging a few minutes with each as she ran her fingers through his hair. Moving up, he placed tiny kisses on her neck before kissing her hard on the mouth and sliding his tongue between her lips. She moaned loudly and gripped his neck hard with her fingers as the tip of his cock pressed teasingly between her thighs.

Gasping, she took hold of his shoulders and pushed him lower.

He chuckled. "I totally feel like a girl now."

"Just lick me." He moved lower, placing his lips to her abdomen then swiping his tongue lower until he reached her clitoris. He pressed it gently to her and her eyelids fluttered closed as she let out a low guttural groan. She ran the fingers of one hand through his hair while with the other she squeezed her breast.

He positioned his body lower and took a moment gazing into her parts, smiling. His lips parted as he extended his tongue and slipped it inside of her. She gasped, her back arched and she lifted her hips off the mattress.

Suddenly Kaylie squealed loudly. Jim pulled up from Victoria and sighed. "Don't move. I'll get her."

"Okay."

He rose to his feet, pulled his underwear on and slipped on a T-shirt as the baby's wailing continued. Victoria pulled the comforter down and slipped between the sheets.

He took off toward the door. "Hold on baby. I'm coming."

Victoria shook her head beaming with pride. Thirty seconds later she could hear Jim's voice again as he delivered soothing words. "It's okay. Daddy's here. Daddy's here. What's the matter? What is it baby?"

He appeared in the doorway gently cradling Kaylie over his shoulder and patting her back. "Maybe she has a burpy in there?"

He kissed her on the cheek and she pawed at him with her tiny hands. Bouncing up and down on his heels, he walked her around the room.

"You are the only one who can burp her." Victoria shook her head, smiling.

"I know," he whispered. "Shhh…" He walked more and bounced more, patting her just a little more firmly on the back. Suddenly, she let out a low, but unmistakable burb then settled down on his shoulder.

Looking to Victoria, he smiled. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. She motioned for him to come closer and when he did, Victoria rose up to her knees and touched the baby's head wearing a heart-warming smile. "Oh, she's so cute."

"I know." He gave her another kiss on the cheek. "I'll be right back."

Tip toeing out of the room, he carried the baby carefully back to her crib. When he returned to their room, he found Victoria sitting on the edge of the bed with her knees curled up to her chest.

Pulling off his T-shirt, he smiled. "Wow, you really do want me to lick you."

"Uh-huh."

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He got down on his knees and roughly pressed his tongue directly inside of her.

"Oh, God…" she gasped, flinging her head from side to side.

He placed his hands under her knees and spread them apart a little and held them up as his tongue explored her delicate folds. Moving higher, he placed tiny licks on her clit then slipped down below her pussy and licked her there. She moaned loudly and thrust her hips slowly up and down.

He moved lower still, and swiped his tongue across her tiny pink hole.

"Oh fuck… Jim."

He groaned in pleasure and pushed her knees back further then ran his tongue from her ass to her clit over and over as her head drifted slowly from side to side with her eyes closed and her tongue swiping around her upper lip.

After sucking gently on her clitoris, he moved lower then pressed his tongue into her as far as it would go; darting it in and out of her pussy again and again. She reached between her legs and ran her fingers through his hair. He returned to licking her all over and she moaned softly with his unrelenting perfect attention.

She craned her neck to look at him and said, "Put it in."

He rose to his feet, pushed his boxer briefs down and his hard cock sprang to attention. She spread her legs apart and in one motion he pushed his hips forward sinking completely inside her soaking wet pussy.

Wrapping her legs around him, she pulled him close, moaning loudly and bucking her hips up and down.

"Oh, Victoria…" he cried out and thrust his hips into her hard. In four more thrusts it was over, he curled his lip to keep from screaming out as he pumped his hips a few more times as he exploded inside of her. "Sorry."

"You're not done are you?" She whined.

"Uh-uh."

Turning onto her stomach, she moved to the center of the bed and spread her legs. He climbed over her, got into position and slipped back inside. She moaned and her eyes rolled back in her head as his thick cock pressed delightfully on both the back of her pussy and her G-spot.

He angled higher and rose up on his toes, flexing every muscle in his body to help maintain his erection. She thrust her hips up and down as he held perfectly still. Reaching between her legs, she placed two fingers on her clit. Her thrusting intensified as she rubbed herself harder and he began moving his hips forward just a bit, timing them with hers.

She panted loudly and her thrusting, her rubbing and his movements all worked together and she exploded with a mind-blowing climax. He collapsed on top of her and kissed the back of her neck. Her hips bucked up and down as she drained every last bit of pleasure from their connection.

Gasping for breath, she moved her hips in a circular motion for a few seconds then stopped and slumped on the bed exhausted.

"That was wonderful," she said breathlessly.

"It was."

"I love you."

"I love you too." Grinning, he slipped off of her.

She turned onto her side and he spooned in behind her and together they slept on the wet spot, but neither of them cared.

In a corner table at the hotel's restaurant Paul and Natalie were in the middle of super-late dinner. After taking a bite, he washed it down with a sip of wine and frowned. "So we told her today."

"How'd she take it?" Natalie asked, concerned.

"Well, um, I'd say she's... um, working through it."

"What the hell does that mean?" She took a sip of wine then looked at him, waiting.

"Well, she's a little upset, but I think she'll come around. I mean, what option does she have?"

"The last thing I want is to cause trouble on the set." She sighed. "What if the movie suffers?"

"Natalie, look, it's not like she's one of the leads or anything. She's only an Executive Producer and if you think this is the first movie to be shot with one of the producers all bent out of shape, you're crazy." He placed his hand over hers and gave it a squeeze. "Sure, if Chance or Amanda were telling me they couldn't work with you then yes, we'd have a problem, but this… this isn’t a problem."

"If you're sure." Using her fork, she arranged the vegetables from her salad around her plate, frowning.

"I'm sure."

"Okay." She sighed.

"You know..." He gave her a hesitant look. "... when I first told Jillian we hired you as a body double she was saying all this crazy stuff."

"Like what?"

"She said you tracked me down at the yoga class after you found out I was directing this movie." He shot her an incredulous look. "I mean, how would you even begin to do that? Are you some sort of spy?"

She shrugged. "That's just crazy."

"She also said you somehow…" He raised his hands in the air and widened his eyes. "…arranged for our Meghan to get that shoot at Playboy."

Natalie skewered a cucumber with her fork and slipped it into her mouth wearing a timid smile. After chewing once, she said out of the side of her mouth, "Ridiculous."

"I know. She's been trying to get pregnant and it's not going well. Maybe it's the hormones and all."

"Really?"

"I'm sure that is stressful."

"Yeah I can imagine," she brought another bite to her lips.

After taking a sip of wine, he narrowed his eyes. "So about the yoga class… I always wondered—"

"Huh? What?" She looked at him, concerned.

"The Malibu Health Club..."

"Yeah." Under the table, she slipped off one of her shoes.

He continued, "…how did you end up choosing it? Because I remember you said—" his voice trailed off as she lifted her leg up and pressed her toes gently into his crotch.

"I'm sorry Paul." She flashed him a sexy smile, gripping his quickly growing penis with her toes. "What was your question?"

"Um, the, uh…" His eyes closed and he moaned as he gripped the side of the table and spread his legs wider apart.

She ran her tongue around her lips. "You know, I'm not hungry for this salad anymore."

"You're not?" He swallowed hard.

"No, but I am... still hungry." She ran her toes slowly down the length of his erection. "You seem… tense, Paul. Are you okay?"

"Okay?" He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

"Yes, are you feeling okay?"

"Uh-huh." Opening his eyes, he looked around the restaurant. "Where's our waiter?"

She shrugged. "So are you finished with your dinner?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to go upstairs?"

He nodded quickly, scanning the room once more. "Shit." Pulling out his wallet, he took out two hundred dollar bills and dropped them on the table. "That should cover it. Let's go." Sliding his chair back, he began to rise up then looked down to his lap and plopped back down. "Would you like me to carry your sweater for you?"

"No, I'm fine." She rose up from the table, grabbing her sweater off the back of the chair.

Motioning with his eyes and a head nod down to his lap, he asked, "Are you sure?"

"Oh, yes." She winked. "Paul, please would you carry this for me?"

Taking the sweater, he held it in front of his lap as he rose to his feet and motioned for her to lead the way. He stayed close to her as he walked with an unusual gait toward the entrance.

"God, these pants are tight," he whispered in her ear.

Turning back, she smiled. "I don't think it's the pants."

Once they reached the empty hall she rushed ahead toward the bank of elevators and pushed the button. He moved in behind her and pressed himself against her backside. "You are amazing."

The doors opened and she slipped inside reaching back to grab his hand and pulling him in with her. He pressed the button for the top floor as she spun around moving close to him and looking up into his eyes. "Paul, I… I…"

"What is it?"