More Than One Night (13 page)

“Ahh.” Her back arched off the bed. Shivers swept through her, her nipple stiffening from the cold.

Then he removed the ice and covered the spot with his mouth, nipping and licking away the water. Then he did the same with the other one. Cold followed by his hot mouth.

This time she had better control and, while she didn’t arch off the mattress, she did let out a hiss. Taking the cube, he made circles around her breasts.

“How does that feel?”

“Cold and wicked.”

He lifted his head and smiled, then trailed the cube between her breasts to her belly button. She fought squirming against the sheets at the cold path he was leaving on her body.

“You’re so hot you’re making the ice melt.” His tongue followed the trail of water from her skin. Small tremors cascaded through her from head to toe from his play.

When he finished with the first ice cube, he grabbed another and held it right above her slit. He gazed up at her and her blue eyes were wide. He gave her a grin and lowered his hand.

Beth cried out as he swept the ice over her pussy lips, but he wanted more. He wanted to taste her again. Crawling between her legs, he pushed them apart and then slipped the ice cube between his lips.

Using his finger, he held her pussy lips open and dove in. Hot musky honey poured onto his tongue when he thrust his tongue and the ice cube into her core. He licked and sucked not only her sweet flavor but the water as the ice melted in her hot pussy.

After the cube dissolved, he raised his head. Beth was jerking at the restraints that held her arms up, her pert breasts swaying with her movement and her nipples still erect and begging for attention.

“I want you,” he whispered.

“I’m yours. Take me.”

Her words fired a deep sense of belonging within him. He belonged to this woman. His fingers slid down her stomach to her slit. Two slipped into her slick passage. She was so ready for him.

Stretching out, he snagged a condom off the night stand. He ripped the packet open and slipped it on his hard shaft. He needed her. Moving between her spread legs, he pressed the head of his cock to her pussy. “Baby, I don’t know if I can go slow and easy.”

“Hard and fast, Jake. I need you.”

He thrust into her wet pussy. Her muscles tightened around his shaft, dragging him further into her tight sheath.

“God, you feel so good. So hard and so hot,” she whispered.

“You’re so tight.” He lowered his mouth to her breasts, taking her nipple into his mouth as he began thrusting. Pleasure never tasted so good.

“Yes, Jake,” she cried out. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her ankles locking at the small of his back. “Harder.” She tilted her pelvis.

Jake couldn’t help himself now, he began thrusting at will, his cock pushing deeper and harder into her pussy. Beth was with him each step of the way, her legs tightening and releasing in time with his thrusts.

His balls were tight; he wasn’t going to last much longer. He’d been without her for too long. It might have only been a week, but it felt like a year. He needed her, more than any other woman he’d ever needed.

Kissing his way up from her breasts, he captured her lips in a hard kiss, his fingers tracing their way over her stomach to the top of her slit. Slipping into her wetness, he found her clit and began circling it with his finger.

She tore her lips away from his, breathing hard. “Oh God, Jake.” Her pussy clenched his cock and he continued to thrust. “More…harder…” The words came out between pants.

She cried out and her pussy pulsed as her orgasm took over. Her stomach quivered and her pussy tightened as Jake continued to thrust. On his second thrust he stiffened and came. The cords on his neck stood out before he lowered his head..

He collapsed against her trembling body, her pussy clenching his cock. His tongue licked her lips before giving her a soft butterfly kiss. Then his mouth moved to her temple. Their harsh breathing filled the room, and it took some time before his heart rate began to return to normal. He started to withdraw from her, he didn’t want to but they both needed time to recover. And her arms were still restrained.

“No.”

“I don’t want to crush you.”

“You won’t.”

But after a while his weight would be too much. Reaching up, he released her wrists from the restraints and carefully rolled onto his back. Now she was on top. And what a sight she was, her breasts brushing against his chest, her hips aligned with his. He rocked his pelvis and she let out a groan.

“Okay?” he asked. Guess they didn’t need much recovery time.

“Yes. No.” Her hips shifted. “Oh god, this feels so good, so damn good.” Her head fell to his shoulder, her breath hot against his skin.

His lips curved up, but the smile quickly turned to a groan when she shifted her hips again. “Beth? I need a new condom.”

She let out a moan as he lifted her off his cock. Grabbing several tissues, he disposed of the condom and picked up a new one. Beth snatched it from his fingers, opened it and rolled it down his shaft.

Rising up on her knees, she held him as she lowered her pussy onto his cock. Once he was inside, she tightened her muscles once again as she rose up on her arms to gaze down at him. He saw the wicked glint in her eyes. Then she flexed her hips against his groin and damn if his cock didn’t stir.

“You keep that up and you’re going to get more than you bargained for.”

She flashed him a grin before rising up on her knees then sliding back down on his rapidly hardening cock. “My turn,” she whispered.

Chapter Eight

Sunlight snuck through the crack in the curtain. Beth gave a groan and rolled over to reach for Jake. The space was empty but still warm. What time was it? Squinting, she finally was able to see the clock on the night stand. Ten. She groaned then stretched, muscles protested at the movement causing a smile to play around her lips.

She didn’t mind the sore muscles at all. They’d made love at least four times last night and early this morning. She shook her head still now believing the wanton wild woman was her. Not that Jake minded and she learned more about his toys last night. She giggled and sat up. The sheet fell to her waist. Tilting her head, the sound of running water met her ears.

Jake was in the shower. She thought about joining him, but a whine from the living room caught her attention. Climbing off the mattress, she tugged on a robe and padded into the living room.

Rosie was sitting on her makeshift bed. Her dog looked still half asleep, but the tan head shook and the minute Rosie noticed her standing there, she began dancing around in her bed. “Do you need to go out?” Four pounds of fur and legs wiggled so much Rosie almost fell out of her bed before she ran to the door.

A sigh escaped Beth when she hooked a leash to let Rosie do her business. It was morning, the golfers were out on the golf course and there were wildly expensive vehicles in the parking lot. Reality intruded again. This wasn’t her life. Expensive hotels, spending the day shopping and playing, then making love all night. Nope, not her real life at all. Her life was filled with work and bills.

But how would it feel to be pampered like this all the time? Could she become like her mother and crave this opulent lifestyle? Would it begin to own her?

Last night had been fantastic, but she knew it was nothing more than a fantasy. A wonderful, sexy, indulgent fantasy, but not real life. No, this was a decadent vacation. Glancing around, the beautifully manicured lawns gleamed in the sunlight, the trees and plants bloomed and were trimmed. Then there were the painted bungalows with their shingled roofs, everything she saw cried out expensive.

Even the silky sheets on the bed, they caressed her skin last night as she slept. Egyptian cotton, Jake had told her, nothing like the plain cotton sheets on her bed. Inhaling, the crisp clean air filled her lungs along with the scent of honeysuckle.

Her lips twitched. Her mother had loved honeysuckle. The lone thought, so unexpected, caused Beth to frown. Thinking about her mother wasn’t on the agenda. She wasn’t like her mother when it came to Jake. Beth would never let a man devastate her life.

When her time with Jake ended, she would go on with her life and not be dependent on a rich man. Her mother could barely survive between men, but she wouldn’t have that problem. She had her job, a job where she was on her feet all the time, scrimping and scraping to pay the bills with nothing for extras, but it was hers. And that kept her grounded in reality.

This was her Cinderella moment. She didn’t have to marry the prince like Cinderella did, she was just enjoying being at the ball. A few good memories were all she needed, or wanted. Memories of this weekend with Jake giving her a glimpse of something else to dream about would be enough.

Rosie came bounding up and Beth bent down picking up the wiggling bundle of brown and tan fur and strode back inside the room. “Be good, Rosie,” she said setting the small Yorkie back on her bed.

The shower was still running, so she couldn’t have been outside too long. Images of water cascading down Jake’s chest, over his stomach and to his groin, had Beth’s pussy tightening. Why not join him? She could always use another shower after last night. Besides, they had so much fun yesterday in the shower.

She’d taken two steps into the bedroom when the water stopped. Damn, now what? A knock on the door caused Beth to jump.

“Room service,” called a male voice.

Crossing back to the front door, she opened it after checking to make sure it was room service.

“Good morning, ma’am,” the young man said, wheeling in a small cart.

“Good morning.” Beth clutched the robe to her, even though she was fully covered. She was after all naked beneath it.

“Do you want this set up over by the window?”

“Ah…sure.” Beth watched him place the cart by the window, make some adjustments, then pull two chairs on either side. Then he arranged everything on the table.

Rosie barked and the young man smiled before crossing over to Beth. “If you’ll sign here?” He held out a black tablet to her.

Her breath caught in her throat at the price at the bottom. With a shaky hand, she added in a tip and signed the bill.

“Thank you, ma’am.” He nodded. “If you need anything just call. And enjoy your breakfast.” He walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

“Ah, good, breakfast has arrived.”

Beth turned to see Jake leaning against the bedroom door frame and she lost all coherent thoughts. God, he was so handsome. His dark hair was plastered to his scalp, his chest deep bronze and a towel was wrapped around his trim waist. Her fingers itched to remove the towel, and her mouth watered thinking about taking those dusky brown nipples between her lips again.

“Good morning,” she said, padding over to him. She stood on her toes and kissed him. His lips were warm, damp and so damn sexy. Her heart skipped a beat. Oh, how she wanted to lose herself in this man.

“I like the way you say good morning,” he said as her lips trailed over his smooth chin.

“I’m glad.” A shiver of excitement worked its way up her spine as her fingers toyed with the towel knotted at his waist. Her day as a princess was almost over. She might as well have some fun and enjoy it to the fullest, because she knew it would never happen again.

“If you keep playing with the knot, I won’t be responsible for my actions.” His voice dropped to a husky tone that set her nerves on fire.

“Who says we have to be responsible?” Her lips trailed down his neck, over his collarbone, tasting his fresh skin. She knew she was acting a bit out of character, but didn’t care.

His hands framed her waist. “Not that I don’t like what you’re doing, but are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” She licked his nipple and smile against his skin when he inhaled. “Today I’m a princess.”

“Princess? Care to elaborate on that?”

“No.” His breathing hitched when she licked his other nipple, her fingers still playing with the towel. “Make love to me.”

“Beth, we should…”

He groaned when the towel dropped to the floor. His erection sprang between them. Finding his sex with her fingers, she stroked, enjoying the texture of his silky skin over the hardness of his shaft.

Without a word, she dropped to her knees and took him deep within her mouth. Saltiness filled her mouth, but she didn’t mind. His cock grew hard in her mouth and power filled her.

“Beth.” His fingers tangled in her hair.

She loved how he buried his hands in her hair and she took his cock all the way into her mouth, hollowing out her cheeks as she sucked him deep.

Jake let out a groan as she pulled her mouth back, then took him completely back into her mouth, her tongue tasting his erection.

“Beth…sweetheart.” He tugged her hair and she realized he was no longer holding her to him, but trying to pull her away.

With reluctance she released his shaft, and let him tug her up. “Why did you stop me?” She tried to pout, but couldn’t quite pull it off.

He pulled her to him and kissed her hard, tongue delving into her mouth, tangling with hers before retreating and breaking the kiss. “I love having your mouth on me, but I’m ready to explode and when that happens, I want to be in you.”

Her lips were captured again, but this kiss was full of passion. Satisfaction shot through her veins because she caused him to lose control with so little effort. Her arms twined around his neck as their tongues tangled, dueling with each other, tasting each other.

Beth wanted his heat, his passion, his loving, but she reluctantly let him break the kiss. His harsh breathing was music to her ears and when his hands cupped her butt pulling her hips to his, she enjoyed the feel of his erection pressing against her, though the robe prevented her from feeling him fully. She wiggled trying to find a way to loosen the ties without removing her arms from him.

“You’re a witch.” He nibbled the lobe of her ear. “I want you, again, and again, and again.”

She couldn’t catch her breath. She wanted him too. “Jake,” she whispered when his fingers began loosening the robe belt.

“Your skin is so soft it reminds me of the petals of a rose.” His palm covered one breast and she fought back a groan as he kneaded her flesh, tweaking her nipple.