Gents 4 Ladies (5 page)

He saw the look of surprise and delight on her face at being able to pick her up so easily, like she weighed nothing more than feather. Jordan had to admit that those regular visits to the gym and his dedication to fitness gave him the ripped, youthful body, stamina and strength that many men his age couldn’t take for granted.

Setting her down on the table brought her lips in perfect line with his, and he pushed her legs apart so he could stand between them. He felt her body stiffen as his hips brushed the soft inner walls of her thighs, bringing them so intimately close that their groins were almost making contact. Did she feel exposed, with her dress riding up so high he could see the tops of her lace-edged tights? Taking hold of both sides of her face, he stared compellingly into her eyes.

“Just…relax, okay? I’m going to do all the things you’ll like. Starting with tasting the inside of the pretty mouth of yours. It’s all I’ve wanted to do since I walked in and saw you tonight.”

“
All
you wanted?” she teased, her eyes now twinkling as she seemed to start to relax.

“Well, for starters,” Jordan rejoined. “Now stop talking, and open your mouth.”

To his delight, she obeyed. Looked like Ms. Independent didn’t mind taking orders behind closed doors, he noted with a wicked inner smile. He wouldn’t mind discovering, before the night was through, just how submissive in the bedroom his “client” would be.

* * *

Oh no; I’m letting him kiss me.

Tiana realized her grave error the moment those firm, curvy lips caressed hers.

Damn
, that felt good.

Once she’d parted her lips, he’d eaten into her with a carnal, open-mouthed kiss that stole her breath away. Sure enough he was a good kisser. And not the practiced, overbearing kind. But the truly passionate, I-love-kissing type of approach which indicated he was a man who loved to indulge in the taste of a woman; a man who believed that kissing a woman was an entrance into her bag of treasures.

Instantly, Tiana was blown away. And yet at the same time, filled with panicked thoughts:
I shouldn’t like this. I shouldn’t even be kissing him!
Kissing was too…personal. Too intimate. Kissing was for real lovers, not for a man and a woman with a cash-for-companionship arrangement between them. He was a flipping gigolo, for goodness’ sake. But damnit, she couldn’t resist the warm, inviting moistness of his invading mouth.

And oh, what a mouth. Knowing, giving. And with just the right softness to melt perfectly into hers.

But then at the back of her mind, Tiana was thinking how this was so against the grain; letting a virtual …gigolo kiss her so thoroughly you’d think they’d done it a hundred times before. Well,
he
probably had, considering he entertained strange women for a living. She really, really shouldn’t…

“Stop Tiana,” he suddenly rasped, his breathing somewhat hitched as he trailed his lips over the side of her mouth. “Stop over-thinking this and kiss me back, woman.”

Aw, hell, thought Tiana as his words made her head whirl in a daze. I’m kissing him back. I’m actually opening my mouth even wider for him to push that sexy, hotly fresh tongue of his inside. Oh no…now I’m giving him my tongue in return and he’s sucking it whole.
Driving me freaking crazy.

“Hmmm,” Tiana whimpered, straining her body into his as their kiss deepened into something primal and seamless. She’d never have guessed a kiss could be this intense. Like he was ripping her soul bare and making her shed the last of her inhibitions. He charmed her tongue out in the open as he flicked it sensually with his in a sloppy, sexy tongue wrestle. Her breasts instinctively swelled against his chest and Tiana heard him groan in response. Did he feel that? Could he sense how hard and aching her nipples were even beneath all the layers of clothes she was still wearing?

Tiana had been so caught up in the kiss she’d hardly noticed what his hands were doing. They must have been still earlier, holding onto her waist. Now they were moving, sliding unobtrusively up her torso to where her heavy-feeling breasts strained against her bodice. Her arousal was burning invisible holes through her clothing. She’d never felt such need for her breasts to be groped; for him to take the swollen orbs in those big, strong hands of his.

Money back guarantee…

That’s what his profile had promised. Well, so far, Mr. Capable hadn’t put a foot – or should she say hand – wrong. And it would make her night even more if he knew how to handle her breasts just right. Because those were her main erogenous zones and so far, she’d never met a man who could treat them the way she wanted. Could Jordan be that man? Would the touch of his hands, and his mouth, bring her to the peak?

Tiana was about to open her mouth and tell him,
cup my breasts…squeeze them hard
. Peel me out of my dress and fondle my tits before covering your mouth over my nipple and then the other. And then, just when I start moaning, bite me. Just a rough little nibble to get the endorphins rushing through my brain…

To her amazement, Tiana never got the chance to say all those things.

Because Jordan turned out to know exactly what he needed to do. Either the guy was truly a mind reader, or he was a fucking genius. Because in the next several minutes that passed, he proceeded to do every little thing she’d only dreamed he would do. And very well surpassed her every expectation…

***

Jordan sensed in a flash exactly what she needed.

He’d heard the way her breath had caught the moment he’d started inching up to her breasts. Heck, those pillowed globes had been crushed against his chest all through the kiss that it had made him want to rip her dress down the middle, grab those juicily curved tits and just make love to them.

Damned straight he knew what she wanted. She didn’t have to walk him through this; he was beginning to read her body like an open book. He wasn’t even sure how he knew. But since he’d heard her smoky, assertive voice on the phone, he’d been aware that could be his kind of woman.

Finally meeting her had been the game-setter. He’d known then that they made a connection which went beyond anything he’d felt for a woman in a long time. He’d certainly meant it when he told her that if they’d met in different circumstances, he’d be attracted to her, would want to date her – and would definitely want to fuck her in a heartbeat. Was she the type of woman who turned him on? Hell to the yes. 

Just inhaling her delicious feminine scent, a blend of floral and oriental notes, got him so hard he throbbed. And when he kissed her, something inside his head felt ready to explode. She tasted so damned good. Better than anything he’d experienced in a long time. No woman had ever made his heart pump so fast it felt like he’d just run a freaking marathon just by having her in his arms.

It was almost like he could hear her body calling him; transmitting exactly what it craved. Suddenly, there was absolutely no question as to what she wanted, not with the way her breasts had been thrust at him since they’d started kissing. Not with the sudden urgency he’d felt in her lips as his hands had moved closer to the heaving twin prize.

Now, reaching up he laid his palms flat over her rounded breasts, and squeezed. Outlined the generous form with his hands and groaned deep in his throat at the way she filled his hands. He applied more and more pressure with his fingers until he could feel them sinking through her clothes to the firm, luscious flesh beneath.

She shuddered convulsively at his rough handling, and he knew his instincts had been correct. Tiana didn’t want the slow-hands approach. She wanted it hard, hot and fast. And lord help him, he wanted the same thing too, maybe even more. He’d never felt such a strong urge to ravish a woman in his life. To do tongue laps starting from her breasts, to her lower belly, before going between her legs, to her invitingly smooth inner thighs.…And then lastly, her pussy. Oh yes, he sure couldn’t wait to put his mouth and hands on her
there.
But soon, very soon.

Damn but kissing a woman had never felt so good, Jordan kept thinking as the lock and pull of their lips grew more urgent. She gasped helplessly into his mouth as his kiss grew more ravenous, his hands on her breast stroking more boldly even with the barriers of clothes still keeping her shielded. Jordan’s breath grew as ragged as hers, his hands sliding down from her breasts to her lush hips and back up again, groping and fondling carnally. She was purring, her throat echoing with hums of appreciation while his fingers sought and tweaked at her rock-hard nipples through her clothes.

He broke from her honeyed kiss reluctantly before coursing his lips over her throat, sucking gently on her collarbone until she flung her head back with a long moan. Ah, she liked that, huh? Well, so did he. He loved the rich brown tones of her skin, smooth and tinted with caramel. Loved its satiny quality, and her delicious natural essences which teased his senses. He inhaled deeply and felt his head reel. Quickly, he pushed the neckline of the dress off her shoulders until he exposed more and more of her. His eyes trailed over the sight of her half-exposed breasts, the cleavage generous and becoming within her lacy cup bra. Dusky and flushed, the top of her breasts called out to be run over with his eager tongue.

He lowered his head and laved in between the perfumed globes with just the tip of his tongue while his hands crushed the sides of her breasts, pushing them even tighter together. He kissed all over the creamy tops and heard her breath start to shorten and quicken. Reaching behind her, he unhooked her bra with unobtrusive ease. It took just moments to free her arms from the straps, the flimsy item quickly tossed away and her dress left to pool at her waist.

Now her bouncy, C-cup tits were free for his eyes to roam over them with awed passion. They were high-tipped and juicy-looking, with thimble-sized nipples that made his throat dry with need. He wanted to feel their thickness, to taste their gingerbread brown-edged sweetness. He rotated the flat of his hand over each burgeoning tip and heard her draw in a harsh breath.

“So…fucking beautiful,” Jordan rasped, intent on what his hands were up to. His thumb and forefinger hitched to the oversized buds and rolled them like dials. Damn it felt good to do that. He pinched a little roughly and tugged, drawing the nubs out from their velvety aureoles and making her gasp.

“
Jordan.
”

His name on her lips, in that velvety voice of hers tightened his balls and thickened his erection to immense proportions. His jaw tightened with arousal and suddenly, he was swooping down to seize one irresistible nipple into his mouth.

Alternating between suckling and lapping, Jordan teased just the tips, tormenting her as well as himself for long, tense moments before he finally opened his mouth wide and grabbed in as much as he could, areole, flesh and all. He rolled his tongue around the nub within while his lips sucked hard on the surrounding breast. This double threat was enough to make her moan so loud, the sound vibrated against the walls like a sonic boom. His blood quickened all the more, rushing to his cock and making him wonder if it was having the same effect on her pussy.

Time to find out, thought Jordan.

With his fingers massaging one breast while his mouth sucked on the other, he slid his free hand down her belly. He felt her suck in air reflexively as he found the gap beneath the folds of her dress and dived straight for the apex of her thighs. Once there, he slowed down enough to simply smooth his fingertips along the front panel of her panties. Her sex mound felt swollen, hot, and wet, wet, wet. Now it was Jordan’s turn to growl loudly in arousal.

“You’re drenched, beautiful,” he stated, mouth still pressed to the side of her breast. “You’re melting for me. That’s for me, right?”

“Yes. All for you,” she moaned, head thrown back and her voice whimpery with lust.

Jordan couldn’t resist much longer. Pushing aside the edge of her soaked panties, he sought out the soft, warm flesh beneath. Finding her totally bare and smooth, he let out a feral groan. Damn! She felt so good. Incredible. The potency of arousal that she evoked in him both amazed and caused him some major unease. He’d never wanted any woman this much. No other female had made him so hard it was painful to still not be inside her hot, swollen pussy by now.

But whatever happened, Jordan would take things step by step. This was her night. He’d hold back as long as he could to ensure he gave her as much pleasuring as he was capable of.

Still sucking hard on one nipple, he kept stroking on its twin while also, delving into the sodden folds of her pussy. He wanted to give her everything; all the sensations possible to feel at the same time. Her body was shuddering so hard at this point that it thrilled him to know he turned her on so much; that he could please her. Pushing into her slit, he sent in two fingers at once, her slickness welcoming him in with ease.

“Oh!” Tiana cried out when he shoved in deep. Fucking hell she was tight. Even with her so wet, he could tell she’d be a close fit. He didn’t need to be told to know it had been some time for her. The knowledge only made him grow harder and more determined to devote as much time to every pleasure she’d been deprived of for so long.

He located her g-spot with alacrity, and began to pound in and out of her pussy with a strong rhythm. Since he was holding back from simply mounting her and banging in with his cock, Jordan felt he needed to content himself with mimicking exactly what he wished his granite-hard cock was doing right then. And Tiana didn’t stop moaning, didn’t stop gyrating as he ramped up the speed of his pumping fingers.