Location, Location, Location

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Location, Location, Location By Emma Hillman

Chapter One: Road Rage It’d taken her one second of inattention; one second spent staring at the man driving in the right lane. One second of screaming inwardly because she’d recognized him and oh my god, there was Kevin McIntyre in the car next to hers! Then the car in front of her had braked, she’d only noticed at the last possible second and had swerved to avoid it. She’d rammed into the one car she’d been so intently staring at instead. They parked out of the way of the traffic, trucks speeding past them. She felt herself start to blush when her fantasy-came-to-flesh slid out of his car with a wince, his eyebrows drawn together. Oh, she felt a shiver run up her back. He was striding towards her, his green eyes flashing. He might have only been wearing a black wifebeater and some beat-up jeans but he still looked hot. Her eyes took a tour of his body, loving the scuffed brown boots, the heavy leather watch wrapped around his left wrist and the earring twinkling in his right ear. Since when had he started wearing earrings again? The thought left her as he stopped in front of her and opened his mouth, “What the fuck was that?” “I got distracted, I’m-“ He cut her off, “You got distracted? Is that your excuse, lady?” “Uhm, yeah?” “That’s not fucking good enough!” She winced at his swearing. “This car is a rental! Do you see the state it’s in now? Do you?” She did as ordered and took a glance at the car behind him. The whole left side was scraped, the back door looking bent. Not sure he could open that door again. Oops. “I’m sure my insurance will cover the costs.” She tried to reassure him and herself. “I don’t care about money! It’s the fucking principle! How did you even get a license?” “I went to DMV and-“ “I can’t fucking believe this.” He grabbed his head in both hands. “I’m sorry, Kevin. I promise I’ll pay for the damages. I’m really-“ “What did you call me?” “Uhm, Kevin? That’s your name after all, right?” He stared at her, “How do you know my name?”

She bit her lower lip before finally admitting, “I’m a fan.” “Of course, you are,” he sighed. “Let me guess, you were watching me and not where you were going.” “Maybe.” She fidgeted under his stare. “Fuck,” he swore once again, making her wonder if he was like this on a daily basis. She wasn’t sure she could live with someone who cursed that much. I mean, think of the children! Shoot, back on track, stupid! This is not a dream and you are not having his babies! “I’m sorry.” “Whatever. Do you even understand what you’ve done? And for what? Because I was in the car next to yours?” She gasped at his words. Mostly because he was right. “Oh come on, it’s not my fault. You were sitting there and you looked-“ “It’s not your fault?” He erupted before she could finish her explanation. “Are you fucking kidding me? You rammed into me, lady!” “Yes but-“ “No, no.” He waved his hand in the air. “Let me guess! You’re a fan so that makes it all better!” Her mouth opened but nothing came out. The damn man was making fun of her! “What, nothing to say now?” he taunted her. She knew she should have been upset with his behavior but really, he looked so hot. She’d always loved a pissy Kevin and that was just plain perfect. Of course, usually in her dreams, he’d sweep her off her feet and would carry her to his car/house/anywhere and have his way with her. Her face heated as she realized she hadn’t heard a word he’d said in the past five minutes, too focused on her fantasy of him hiking up her skirt and pushing inside her. “Have you listened to a freaking word I’ve said?” “Uhm, no?” “Unbelievable,” he sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. “What’s your fucking problem now?” Go for it! Go for it! Her mind chanted and she tightened her hands into fists. Looking up, she said, “I’m sorry, I can’t concentrate with you looking so good.” He gasped, “What the hell? So now it’s my fault?” She thought about it then nodded. She swore the top of his head blew off.

**** It took a while but he finally calmed himself down enough to speak, “We need to trade insurance info.” “Oh yeah, sure.” She watched him walk back to his car. A truck careened down the road and she felt a huge airdraft blow her sideways. She squealed and looked back at the road. Too many trucks took it to cut through the mountains and it was known as one of the most dangerous in the state. She watched as another fourteen-wheeler sped towards them and she jerked in fear. Before she could stop herself, she’d run to her car and had locked herself inside. “Hey!” Kevin appeared at her window a minute later. He banged on the glass until she turned the ignition on and it slid down. “What’s going on?” She motioned to the road and the passing trucks. “I didn’t think it was safe to stay on the side of the road. Too many trucks. Do you want to get in?” He shook his head wildly. “I ain’t getting into your car. With my luck, you’ll kidnap me because I’m your favorite quarterback or some other shit.” “Oh.” She blinked at his assumption. Come to think of it, that was a pretty good idea. She could take him to an isolated location somewhere and handcuff him to the bed, and have his way with him for hours on end. What a brilliant plan! She beamed up at him then realized he was staring at her as if she’d gone crazy. “Uh, I would never do that,” Of course not. Uhmmm. “but we can’t just stay here. It’s too dangerous. This road is-“ “I know. Let’s drive somewhere else and park where we won’t bother anyone.” She nodded, “Good idea. I’ll drive, you follow.” “No, I-“ She didn’t give him a chance to respond as she simply drew the window back up. Then she waved at him through the glass and watched his face redden once again. Ohhh, angry again. Go her! She grinned as she watched him walk back to his car in her rear-view mirror. It looked like he was swearing under his breath and it was just too funny. And hot. Don’t forget hot. She waited for his headlights to blink on then managed to get back onto the road without too much problem. His car quickly followed and she wondered where she could go. He just wanted to trade insurance information and then he’d be on his way but this was her once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. She sure as heck wasn’t going to let him leave so soon! What to do. What to do. Spotting a side road, she braked and took a right turn so sharply gravel spit against the sides of her car. She looked in the mirror and grinned when she spotted Kevin behind the wheel, looking mightily pissed. Oh my god, she was too good at this!

She kept on driving, ignoring his signals until she thought it was desert enough. Trees loomed over them when she finally slowed the car down and directed it to a small parking lot meant for hikers and hunters. She parked and slid out, wondering what she should do next. He didn’t give her enough time to plan however as he came careening out of his car and started screaming at her. “Are you fucking nuts?” “Why?” She frowned. “Did you have to drive so far from the main road?” “But I thought you said we should park somewhere where we couldn’t bother people? There’s no one here so we won’t bother anyone.” “I meant park at a road-side café, a McDonald’s! Anywhere but here!” “Oh, then you should have been clearer.” “You cut me off! You rolled up your fucking window before I could-“ “Sorry, I thought you were in a hurry and those big trucks were scaring the hell out of me.” His hands tightened into fists. “You, lady, are crazy.” “Ugh.” She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the side of her car. Which unbelievably enough had barely a scratch on it from their earlier collision. Was she good or what? “That’s not a very nice thing to say.” “I’m not in the mood to be nice or polite. Now hand over your insurance papers so we can finish this thing and I can be on my way.” She looked at the hand that had appeared in front of her. “Insurance papers. Right!” She made a big show out of getting back into her car and rummaging through her purse. Then she emptied it on the passenger seat and sifted through the mess. No insurance documents. Not even her license. So where in hell had she put them? She was pretty sure she’d had them the last time she’d been pulled over by a cop. Her door wrenched open, Kevin leaning down over her with a growl, “What the fuck is taking so long?” “I can’t find them. I’m sure I had them with me the last time I took this car. I’m sure of it.” “Then find them! Now!” “I’m trying!” she replied, her hands starting to shake.

“Oh for god’s sake!” He hurried around the car and opened the passenger door. Kneeling in the dirt, he started looking through her stuff and paused when his fingers picked up a box of condoms. “I like to be prepared,” she said in the tense silence. He looked up at her then shaking his head, let it drop back onto the seat. “Where’s your license?” “I don’t know. I can’t find it either but I’m sure it’s with the insurance docs.” She smiled at him and watched as he banged his head against the door. Several consecutive times.

**** “I must have left them at home.” She looked at the interior of her car, all messy thanks to Kevin. He’d opened all the pockets, had pushed everything to the floor so he could sift through them but no license had appeared. No insurance papers either. “You only remember this now?” he said through gritted teeth. Night had fallen while they were searching for the documents and her car’s interior light wasn’t strong enough to make his features clear. She could hear the anger in his voice though. Shivers ran up her spine as she imagined him grabbing her and throwing her onto the backseat. Then he’d push up her skirt and his hands would“Are you listening to me? Fuck, what did I do to deserve this?” She blinked back to the present and watched as he kicked her front tire. “Hey!” “What?” He whirled around and stepped towards her, fury radiating from his every pore. “What do you want us to do now?” She bit her lower lip before she could tell him exactly what she wanted them to do. In detail. “Do you want to go to my place so we can retrieve those papers?” “No,” he snapped back. “I want you to go there and drive back with them. Or even better, give me your address and your house keys.” She blinked up at him, “What? Why?” “I’ll go get them myself.” “That doesn’t make any sense. I don’t even know where I’ve left them!” “You don’t?” She shook her head. He swore again, “Damn it! I had somewhere to be tonight, you know?”

“But it’s still early. I mean, if we swing by my place and we find the papers then you can be on your way.” Until she found a way to make him stay, of course. “Where do you live?” “Up that hill,” she nodded towards a mountain in the distance. “All the way over there?” “Well, yeah. I have a cabin that I use during the weekends. It’s quite isolated but I have a guard dog and-“ “Stop babbling and let’s go!” He grabbed her forearm and pushed her down in her seat. “Drive and I’ll follow you. And for fuck’s sake, start using your indicators!” “Right,” she murmured as he hurried to his car and wrenched the driver’s door open. Now she had a good thirty minutes to come up with a plan!

**** She hadn’t thought once of where she’d put her license or those other documents but she’d managed to recall where she’d left her handcuffs. Yup, go her! Retrieving her keys from the mess on the car’s floor, she more or less put everything back in her purse and lugged it over her shoulder. Not even bothering to wait for Kevin who was parking his car, she strode to the front door of her cabin and heard her dog’s nails on the hardwood floor. “Hey baby, I’m home,” she called out as she opened the heavy door and was greeted by a happy wagging tail. “How was your day?” “You talk to your dog,” Kevin sighed behind her. “Of course, you do.” The dog in question, smelling the intruder, stiffened under her hand. “Don’t, Killer!” The big Alsatian stopped in his tracks but his eyes never left the man’s face. “Killer?” “I told you. He’s a guard dog.” “Right.” Kevin eyed him warily. “Does he bite?” “Only if I tell him to,” she replied cheekily then pushed the mutt further into the room. “Leave Kevin be, Killer. He’s a friend.”

She heard Kevin murmur under his breath “No, I’m not.” but she forced the words away. He would be once he left this house, this she promised herself. “Would you like something to drink?” She dropped her purse on a side table in the main hall and walked to the kitchen, footsteps echoing behind her. “This isn’t a date, lady. Where are those papers?” She shrugged, “Like I said, I don’t remember. But if you don’t mind, I’m thirsty so I’ll grab myself a Coke. Why don’t you start looking in the office? It’s the second door on the right,” she nodded towards the other end of the hallway. He watched her open the fridge then sighed, “Okay, I wouldn’t mind a Coke either.” She smiled at the contents of her fridge. He was getting hooked! “Sure thing. I’ll bring it right over. Are you hungry too?” “No, just a drink will be fine.” Yeah right. She heard his footsteps leave the room and rummaged through the cupboards. He was gonna eat something too. She wouldn’t give him a choice!

**** “Here you go.” Kevin looked up. He’d been going through her desk, meticulously scanning every document he got his hands on. And there were plenty. He didn’t know how someone could live like this. In this mess. It was driving him crazy just to look at it! “Thanks,” he replied as she deposited a tray in front of him. He frowned when he noticed what was on it. “I said I wasn’t hungry.” She shrugged, “Well I am. You don’t have to eat if you don’t want to.” “Right,” he muttered, picking up another sheet of paper. “Have you found anything?” “No. This is a mess.” “I know,” she said as she sat down in the plush chair that took up most of the space behind the desk. “I’ve been meaning to go through it for months but I can never find the time.” He grabbed his glass and drained it dry. Then he eyed her as she scooped up some salsa with a tortilla chip and sprinkled some grated cheese on it. She popped it into her mouth and moaned, “Now that is good.”

Kevin felt himself tense at the sight of her hooded eyes and obvious look of pleasure. Over a simple chip? What the hell? “Stop it!” She jerked upright in her seat. “What? What? What did I do?” “Stop trying to seduce me! It ain’t gonna work, lady. You ain’t my style.” She stiffened, “I’m not trying anything! I was eating, minding my own business while you’re…you’re…Argh! And I don’t care if I’m not your type or whatever.” “Yeah, right,” he chuckled. “You’re a groupie, you said so yourself!” “And?” She crossed her arms over her chest and glared up at him. “Then you want me. You’re probably wet just because I’m standing next to you.” Her mouth opened but nothing came out. Damn man who thought he was so sexy! It irked her even more when she realized he was right. She was wet, damn it! “Nothing to say?” he taunted her, yet again. He even wriggled his eyebrows. “Go to hell!” she snapped back but that just made him laugh. “Sure, baby,” he said almost absentmindedly before turning back to the documents spread in front of him. He might have just said that but the way he’d called her baby only seconds earlier had been enough to make her insides clench. Oh god, she wanted him. Bad. Licking her lips, she bent forward and asked, “Do you need help?” He glanced at her, “Have you remembered where you put them?” “Uh, no.” “Then no, I don’t need your help.” “Fine,” she sighed as she leaned back against the soft leather. “Then I’ll stay here and make myself comfortable.” His back tensed slightly but he didn’t turn around. Instead, he focused on his search and began tidying up her papers into neat little piles. He couldn’t help but overhear what she was doing behind him however. Little sounds of pleasure as she bit into another chip. A slurp as she took a sip of her Coke. His hands clenched around a letter. Fuck, he had to look. He turned his head to the left and felt his eyes widen when he saw her.

She was nearly lying in the chair, her legs curled under her. Her skirt had ridden up but she didn’t seem to have noticed, probably too busy enjoying her snack. He watched as she scooped some sour cream with a finger and plopped it in her mouth. She sucked on it and he could imagine her tongue swirling around it. Like it would around his own tongue or even better, his cock. He felt himself harden and swore. “Fuck!” She gasped, her finger slipping out of her mouth with a wet sound. “What is it? Did you find them?” “No!” He turned back to the desk and clasped its edges with both hands. He willed his erection down but he couldn’t get her out of his head. She was messing with his mind, damn it! “Did you spike my drink?” “What?” She sat up. “You think I drugged you?” “Yes!” He whirled around. “You did, didn’t you? What did you put in my Coke? GHB?” “Man, you are crazy.” “What did you do?” he roared as he grabbed her armrests and loomed over her. “Tell me!” “Nothing! And don’t you think you’d be feeling impaired right now if I’d put something in your drink? You drank it down in one gulp!” He pushed himself upright and started pacing. She made sense, damn it! He was feeling fine, except from the way his jeans were tenting. So maybe she wasn’t at fault there. Maybe it was just his body’s way of reminding him he hadn’t had sex in a while. Why now though? He’d told her the truth earlier: she wasn’t his type. He usually went for the long-limbed, fake-tannedand–boobed women that seemed to always be around football players. Groupies, bunnies, whatever they called themselves. He didn’t care as long as they were hot and ready to fall in his bed. But this woman was different. She wasn’t thin or tanned. Oh, she was curvy as hell and her ass was round just like he liked them. He could definitely do something with that ass. Oh yeah. Fuck, McIntyre, get a grip! She was crazy! He didn’t need the aggravation, that was for sure. She watched him rake his hand through his hair. He looked agitated and angry and just plain hot. God, she loved this look on him. Hearing her sigh, he turned to face her and spotted her half-closed eyes. “What now?” “Mmm?” She blinked. “I was just thinking how hot you look when you’re angry.” He felt his teeth snap together. She was unbelievable! “So you like it when I get angry?” His voice was deceptively soft.

She looked up at his looming presence and nodded. “Uhm, yes. Is that a bad thing? I probably shouldn’t have said that. I mean, it’s got nothing to do with-“ “No, you’re right. You shouldn’t have said it at all. Wanna know why?” “Not really, no.” He ignored her answer. “Because it means I’m gonna do this.” Before she could guess what he planned on doing, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her up. She yelped when her legs tangled with her skirt and she found herself falling against the desk’s edge. “Perfect,” he said as he pushed her down, his right hand heavy between her shoulder blades. “What are you doing? Kevin?” “Don’t fuss, I know you want this.” “I want what?” “This,” he repeated but this time, he slid his knee between her thighs. She gasped at the sudden movement, her hands flattening on the desk in front of her. She managed to hold herself up but he didn’t seem to care. He was too busy pulling her skirt up over her ass. “I thought you didn’t like me.” “I don’t.” “That doesn’t make any sense.” “A man doesn’t have to like a woman to fuck her, don’t you know that?” She winced at his words. She’d expected something a bit more romantic for her first time with Kevin. “I guess so but still-“ she gasped when she felt his hands on her bare skin. He dragged her panties down her legs and didn’t even bother to take them off completely. She felt him part her thighs to widen her stance and wondered whether he was really going to do it. That just didn’t compute with the man he’d been until now. This man was half-crazed. Sure, it was hot but…Oh god. He brushed a finger over her and she couldn’t help her reaction. She groaned and he laughed, “You’re wet. I knew you would be.” “What?” “You’ve been imagining me doing this, haven’t you?” He flicked her clit and she pushed back against him. “Did you crash into my car on purpose?”

“No!” “Are you sure?” “Yes!” “Don’t lie or I’ll stop,” he said just before his finger entered her. “I’m not lying,” she groaned, leaning until her face pressed against the cold wood. She heard the platter clatter to the floor and imagined the mess it’d probably made. All those spilled condiments and -Hell, she couldn’t think about this now. The tip of his finger brushed against her special spot. Once. Twice. She began panting. “Kevin!” “Yes?” He drew his finger out and she nearly cried at the loss. “Please.” “Please what?” She could have stopped herself but she didn’t want to. This was her fantasy after all. “Fuck me.” He laughed behind her, his hands sliding to her front. She felt a breeze then realized he’d drawn her top and bra down together. Her breasts hung down until they were pressed against the wood. His hands slipped between them and the hard surface and squeezed. “Sweet.” He pressed himself against her ass and she felt his arousal through his jeans. “Kevin!” she called out, pushing back against him. She rocked her hips, clearly lost in a daze. All she wanted was to feel him pounding inside her. “This is what I do to naughty girls,” he said as he popped his pants open. He was going commando, as he always did, so it was easy enough to bend down slightly and align himself. “Say please.” “Please!” He thrust into her so hard she skidded up the desk. He was pounding into her and it felt good even if she was pretty sure she’d have bruises later. His fingers were clamped on her hips as he held her down, never letting her move. He was the one who controlled their tempo while he barely let her push back against his thrusts. “Are you nearly there?” he asked, his breath on her nape sending shivers running down her spine. He’d leaned down to whisper to her and the new angle made his cock bump into her spot. Again.

Oh god, she wasn’t going to survive this. Between the knowledge that it was Kevin, THE Kevin, who was fucking her and the moves he was pulling, she was decidedly on her way to hell. But heck, it’d be a brilliant fall. “Are you?” he repeated, the soft whisper in her ear such a contradiction to how he was behaving she started feeling faint. “Kevin,” she moaned, too caught up in the way he was surging inside her. “Is it turning you on that you’re gonna come all over me? Your fantasy?” he groaned, “Are you losing control, baby?” She shut her eyes but nothing could drive his voice out of her head. He kept on whispering to her, dirty little words meant to arouse her or himself she wasn’t sure. All she knew was that it was working. She felt her walls clamp tight around his pounding length, felt his answering groan and the way his fingers hardened on her hips. “Hurry,” she called out, feeling the heated spiral coursing through her. “Don’t come before I say so.” Yeah right, she thought wildly as he pushed into her to the hilt then rolled his hips. She opened her mouth to scream but he beat her to it by a second. He swore and swore some more as he emptied himself inside her and as she realized what was happening, she let go. She soared high, higher than she’d ever been, and came crashing down seconds or minutes later when he pulled out of her. She collapsed to the ground, her legs unable to carry her. Looking up through mussed hair, she watched as he left the room, not even bothering to make sure she was all right. What the hell had just happened?

**** He reappeared ten minutes or so later, striding into the room as if everything was perfectly normal. He dropped a wet towel in her lap and said, “Clean yourself up, we’ve got stuff to do.” She blinked, “What?” “We need to find those papers so I can leave. Move your ass, will ya?” Shit, she thought as she grabbed onto the chair’s seat and leveled herself to a standing position. She bit her lip when her leg muscles shook and her insides screamed. That had been rough. Good but rough. It

was going to take her a while to feel like a human being again. On that note, she grabbed onto the desk and pushed herself towards the door. “Where are you going?” “I need a bath.” “I don’t think so.” “I’m not asking for your opinion, Kevin!” she snapped, not even looking back at him. She was focused on finding balance and getting to her bathroom in one piece. “What did I just say?” “I know we have to find those damn papers, I’m not stupid. Or deaf. But I need that bath and I need it now.” “Can’t you wait until I’m out of here to pamper yourself?” She sighed. Bracing herself with one hand on the nearest wall, she turned so she could face him. He was standing behind her desk, just like earlier. His clothes weren’t in disarray; he didn’t seem to suffer a case of weak-knees either. All in all, he looked as if he hadn’t just fucked her to a screaming climax. And that irked her, damn it! “You spilled yourself inside me, Kevin, I need to wash up. That and you were pounding so hard I feel quite bruised, so I think a hot bath is in order whether you like it or not. Feel free to go through my documents while I get out of your way.” She whirled around and grabbed onto the doorjamb with her other hand. “Was I really that rough?” “Yeah,” she said just as she crossed the threshold. “But you liked it.” “I never said I didn’t.” She left the room.

**** Kevin tried to concentrate on his search for the missing papers but he couldn’t stop thinking about what’d happened on that very desk. It’d been short but so fucking hot he wouldn’t mind going for another round. Except he didn’t like her and well… he’d been a bit rough. “Fuck,” he swore out loud, wondering what was up with him.

He never was that bad but someone had taken over his body and- Hell, he was even lying to himself now. She’d just driven him so crazy he hadn’t been able to stop himself. That and she had one sweet ass. He wouldn’t mind feeling her tits again either. His cock rose in his pants, shocking even him. His body was ready for a second round, even if his mind wasn’t sure. Before he could think it through, he strode to the door and went to look for the bathroom. He located the sound of running water pretty quickly and even if he’d had to tiptoe around that damn dog, he’d managed to open the bathroom’s door without making a sound. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, making sure the click couldn’t be heard. He took one look inside and exhaled. She was bent over the tub, obviously checking the water’s temperature but she was naked and her ass was waving at him. His whole body hardened and it was all he could do not to get undressed right there and then. Or simply tug his zipper down and shove into her. Except he’d done that earlier and now she was aching. Control yourself, McIntyre! He admonished himself as he toed his boots off. He watched as she stepped over the side and slowly sank down into the water. The round tub looked more like a Jacuzzi, he thought as he noticed two people could easily fit inside it. Grinning, he quickly shed his clothes and moved further inside the bathroom. She squeaked when she noticed a shadow emerge, the sound lodging in her throat when she saw it was him. It was Kevin and he was…naked. Oh god. “What are you doing here?” “I need to wash up too.” Her eyebrows snapped together, “What? I thought you were looking for those papers.” “I was but I feel dirty all of a sudden.” He smirked as he stepped over the side and began lowering himself into the scalding hot water. His arm brushed hers and she edged sideways. “That doesn’t make any sense. Didn’t you say you wanted to leave as soon as possible?” “I did.” “So why are you cleaning up now?” “Because I’m a big believer in saving energy,” he said as if that made any more sense. “Cut the bullshit, Kevin!” she finally snapped. It didn’t help that he was now lounging against the side of the tub, his arms spread out on either side of him. The Jacuzzi was big but not that big. His right hand drifted behind her head until his fingers cupped her nape. “Stop stressing, baby.”

“Unbelievable.” She sank further down. “Un-freaking-believable.” He watched with hooded eyes as her breasts seemed to float over the water, the nipples dark and inviting. He licked his lips and missed her look of amazement. She stared at his bare chest. It was the first time she had a glimpse of his body and even if the water and accompanying bubbles hid some things, it was still pretty impressive. Humina humina, she thought as she traced his pecs with her eyes. I want some of that, yes dearie. She decided to go for it. After all, what was the chance of this happening ever again? Kevin naked in her tub, with her? She leaned towards him and said, “Can I ask you something?” His eyes shuttered, “I guess.” “Don’t sound so enthusiastic.” “I’m worried.” “Whatever for?” “I’m beginning to know how you operate. What do you want?” She licked her lips, “Can you kiss me?” He jerked, “What?” “A kiss. We’ve had sex but we haven’t kissed and I…I’d like to know how your lips feel.” His cock grew another inch. “Fuck, baby.” “Is that a yes?” He stared back at her but she really did look anxious. “What do you think?” he replied, his voice low, just before he bent down and brushed her mouth with his. She became pliant beside him, the palm at her nape drawing her forward until she was snuggled up tight against him. Her bare breasts brushed his chest and he growled, his tongue meeting hers. Damn it, he wanted her again. “So?” Kevin asked as soon as he broke the kiss. She opened sleepy eyes, her mouth on fire from both his attentions and stubble rash. “Not bad.” She’d tried for casual but her voice was so husky that fell flat. He chuckled, “It was fucking hot, baby, and you know it.”

Her eyes flashed. “Maybe.” She leaned back against the tub, moving away from him. Her body no longer touching his, she sighed and closed her eyes. This was nice. She was in her Jacuzzi, the water was hot and she was slowly feeling her muscles loosen up. Kevin was with her. This was as good as it got. Or maybe not. Good was when fingers drifted down her chest and began playing with her breasts, squeezing her nipples to the point of pain. Until she was gasping, her eyes opening to find Kevin close. So close she could only stare at his face as he bent over her and took one hardened nub into his mouth. He sucked on it, bit on it, did everything he could possibly think of to render it so sensitive she cried out when he moved back. But it was only to do the same to her other one. “Kevin!” she groaned and her hands landed on his head, tugging at his dark hair. He looked up, loving the way her face had reddened. Her eyes were unfocused, her lips parted as if she was running out of breath. All this because he was playing with her tits. God, he was good! “Sit up, baby.” She opened eyes she couldn’t remember closing and watched as he sat back, leaving her nipples so red they nearly glowed. “Why?” “Just do as I say.” She exhaled, “I still wanna know why.” His face grew hard, “This is not a fucking request! Sit up!” She swore she got even more aroused. He looked so magnificent all mad like that. Unable to help herself, she beamed up at him. “Why are you smiling like this?” He instantly grew suspicious. “Uh, nothing. What did you want me to do again?” He groaned but this time, it wasn’t with pleasure. “For the life of…SIT UP!” he roared, his voice echoing along the bathroom’s wet tiles. “Okay, okay. Shit, no need to shout,” she mumbled as she jerked up. He grabbed her waist and hauled her up on the edge that ran along the wall. Her butt rammed into the candles she usually kept there, sending them flying into the water. “Kevin!”

He didn’t even notice, too intent on moving her body until she was positioned to his liking. “There, perfect.” She glanced down and grew wet. She was leaning against the cold wall, yet she didn’t care. Her legs wide open, Kevin knelt between them and slid his hands up her thighs. Slowly. Very slowly. Until her hips jerked up but he still hadn’t moved to where it felt good. “Damn it!” He laughed at her eagerness. “Want something?” “Touch me!” “Where?” he taunted, his eyes never leaving hers. “Here?” His thumb brushed against her clit for one very hot second. “Yes!” “Or here?” She closed her eyes when he teased her entrance with a clever finger. “God.” Kevin stared at her, admiring her curves and the way she offered herself to him. He didn’t know anything about her, apart from the fact she drove like a lunatic and had a bad tendency of making him crazy. But right now, that wasn’t important. No, what was important was making it up to her for how he’d behaved earlier. Of course, she’d said she hadn’t minded him being so rough. He leaned down and asked once again, “What about here?” She gasped, her legs tightening around his shoulders at the feel of his tongue flicking her core. He teased her with light touches then his fingers grabbed her hips, forcing them to stay put, before he brought it up a notch. Or two. Her head jerking wildly from side to side, she held on to the edge of the tub and fought his hold on her. Her hips wanted to move in time with his caresses, her body feeling ready to consummate itself. She moaned his name. Once. Twice. His tongue slipped inside her. Once. Twice. He flicked her clit, did it all over again. Once. Twice. She started screaming, unable to control herself. Pure pleasure ripped through her, her body losing touch with reality until she found herself falling. She splashed into the water, completely spent.

**** “Feeling better?”

She nodded, feeling strangely chastened. They’d been sitting in the cooling water for what felt like an hour. Neither talking nor touching. Just enjoying the silence as the rest of the world stood forgotten for a moment. She turned her head and met his gaze head on. She’d expected him to jump on her as soon as she’d come, had expected him to sit her back on the ledge so he could push inside her and screw her brains out. But no, he’d only helped her lean once again against the side of the tub; then he’d sat down on the other side and hadn’t said another word. And the weirdest thing was, she knew he was hard. She’d felt his arousal earlier, knew he was still in the same state because she could see his head bop over the surface every once and again. Pretty good stamina for a man his age too, she thought as he moved his legs, dark shiny skin appearing under the water. Before she could stop herself, she’d leaned down and wrapped her hand around his cock. “Fuck!” he hissed, his hips jerking up. “What are you doing?” “What does it look like?” She grinned, glad to be the one teasing for once. She flicked her thumb over the slit, gathering the moisture there. She drew her hand up and licked her finger, earning herself a strangled groan from the man sitting opposite. “You little-“ He cut himself off. “Yes?” “Suck me.” Recalling their earlier interaction, she moved until she was kneeling between his outstretched legs and said, “Say please.” He grabbed her head in both hands, fingers twirling in her wet hair. “Don’t push me.” Shit! She suddenly felt helpless as he pulled her down until her lips loomed just above his cock. “Kevin?” He heard the hint of hesitation in her voice and dragged himself back to reality. This wasn’t a dream. Pull yourself together, man! His hold lessening on her head, he tilted her face so she could look up at him. His voice softer, he said, “Please, baby, suck me.” She blinked. He’d said please! Kevin had said please! Who would have thought? Wow, she thought, he must really want a blowjob! Giggling, feeling far too happy, she leaned down and blew on his wet length. Kevin shivered at the intentional caress, hoping she’d hurry soon. He wanted to feel her mouth around him, wanted to thrust into her as she raked him with her teeth. “Fuck!”

His fingers tightening once again around her skull, he growled and fought the urge to thrust. Too early, it was too early, she’d only started playing with him. But her tongue was swirling around his cock, teasing the slit until semen trickled from it. She lapped at it eagerly and he nearly went off right then and there. But luckily, the years had taught him control. Or so he thought. Except he’d been hard for a long time now and as she took him in her mouth, deeper and deeper until his head bumped into the back of her throat, he let out a roar and spilled himself inside her. He watched as she kept on sucking, drinking him until he was dry and limp and just…plain dead. His head rolled back, his legs feeling as if he’d run a marathon. But he didn’t let her go far. No, instead he grabbed her and pulled her to his side. She sighed and dropped her head on his shoulder, both feeling at ease for the first time that evening.

**** She watched his taillights disappear in the distance and hugged herself, berating herself for the tears now trickling down her cheeks. It’d been a fluke, nothing more than a chance encounter. Something that should never have happened but it had. God, it had. Brushing angrily at her eyes, she closed the door behind her and patted Killer’s head absentmindedly. He’d decided on foregoing those insurance papers, declaring he had enough money to cover the costs of repairs anyway. She’d clearly understood, behind his words, that he felt she’d already repaid him in full. She wasn’t sure if she should be upset by that or not. Should she start feeling like a slut because she’d let him fuck her? But then she’d wanted him for so long. Surely it wasn’t a crime to have some fun once in a while. It’d been a once in a lifetime opportunity after all. She could now officially cross ‘Have sex with Kevin McIntyre’ off her list. Done and dusted. Her thighs cramped and she winced at the reminder. He’d been rough but so very good. She recalled the way he’d given her pleasure in the tub and grew hot. Kevin, Kevin, Kevin. She was sure he could become addicting very easily. One more reason why it was a good thing it’d been only one night. Right?

Chapter Two: Supermarket Sweep She was busy ticking off another item on her shopping list when she rounded a corner and her cart went bump. She groaned at the impact and looked up to find angry green eyes on her. “Watch where you’re going, lady!” She blinked. No way! “Kevin?” He stared at her then swore, “Of course! It had to be you. Let me guess, you followed me in here, didn’t you?” She waved at her half-full cart, “No, I’ve been shopping for a good twenty minutes now. What are you doing here?” “Guess,” he growled and she gazed down at his cart, full of bathroom products and microwavable dinners for one. Wow, he must really hate cooking. “Doing your shopping?” He briskly nodded before disentangling his cart from hers. “See ya.” She looked behind her as he charged into another aisle, clearly wanting to get far, far away from her. Well shoot. The sex hadn’t been that bad surely! And it’d been a few weeks now. Okay so she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it since, but she was pretty sure it’d been nothing for him. Just another one-night stand -One-evening stand? What did you call them anyway?- in the long list that boasted all his conquests. Biting on her lower lip, she grabbed the cart in both hands and directed her feet towards the opposite direction. He didn’t want to see her, didn’t want to acknowledge what’d happened last time; well, that was fine with her. She wouldn’t even think about him being in the same supermarket. Nuhuh. Except it didn’t work that way. Her mind just didn’t want to cooperate and she found herself staring at the frozen peas section while images of him sucking on her breasts flickered through her head. She leaned to retrieve a bag and just the action of bending down brought back the memory of him pushing her down over her desk, widening her legs so he could thrust into her. She moaned, the sound ringing over the frozen products. Hell, girl, settle down! Before long, she’d be having an orgasm in the middle of the chicken nuggets! “For fuck’s sake!” Kevin’s voice rang behind her, startling her so much she nearly fell head first into the cabinet. She stood back up so quickly she got a head rush, “What’s wrong?” “Are you trying to get yourself raped?”

She felt her eyebrows snap together, “What the hell are you on about?” “Don’t you even realize what you were doing?” “I was grabbing some peas because you know, some of us do know how to cook.” His face flushed red when he got the innuendo. He exhaled but then he seemed to remember what he’d wanted to say in the first place. “Look what you’re wearing!” She looked down at herself and shrugged, “I don’t see anything wrong with my ensemble.” “You wouldn’t!” he hissed back. Okay, the poor guy had lost his mind. Surely, a simple tee and skirt combination couldn’t have gotten him so mad. “I really don’t get it, Kev.” “You never do,” he retorted, his eyes locking on hers. “You were flashing everyone!” She gasped, “I wasn’t!” “You were! I can tell you’re wearing those boy shorts women seem to like and they’re yellow.” “Fuck.” Her face reddened. “I can’t…” Her voice trailed. She’d really been flashing the whole store? “Think about it next time you want to bend over!” he announced before grabbing his cart and striding off. She watched him leave for the second time, her mind in disarray, fervently hoping he hadn’t noticed she was wet too. Flustered, she grabbed a bag of peas and threw it in her cart. She hurried down the aisle and checked the last item on her list. One more thing and she was out of here, and she wouldn’t come back in a long long while. She rounded another corner and metal shrieked. She’d bumped into another cart. What a fucking perfect day! She groaned inwardly when the owner whirled around. The man was wearing a dark suit, cut tight across the thighs and shoulders. It looked almost molded to his lean frame and god did it fit him well. “Why are you wearing a suit?” she asked before she could stop herself. “Is that all you have to say?” Kevin yelled as he felt pain lance up his right foot. The damn woman had rammed into him! Again! “It was just a question.” She shrugged, clearly not understanding why he was so angry. “You never stop, do you?” he asked, watching as her eyes clouded.

“What do you mean?” She fidgeted under his stare, her fingers playing with the hem of her top. His gaze followed the lines of her body, remembering the flash of underwear he’d seen earlier. The yellow of her panties had been so incongruous it’d made him smile for a second or two. Then he’d remembered who she was and he’d grown mad. And hard. “Forget it,” he finally said, willing his body to cooperate as he disentangled his cart from hers. Again. “Stop following me!” “I wasn’t-“ She cut herself off as she watched him hurry away. Well, damn.

**** She was on her way to the tills when she stopped short in the middle of the widest aisle. Her eyes barely took in the large display of tuna cans at her left, too intent on trying to stop her mind from reliving her moments spent with Kevin. Come on, brain, shut it! She moaned as her walls tightened around his imaginary length. This was getting out of control. She’d managed to get through these past weeks without making herself crazy but here she was doing her weekly shopping and minding her own business and he had to pop in! “Argh!” Exasperated, she threw her hands up in the air. Kevin saw the hand flying towards his face and veered to the left, his cart crashing into the mountain of tuna cans. He watched, disbelieving, as one toppled soon followed by another hundred or so. “Oops.” She appeared at his side, her gaze on the flying cans. “Guess you weren’t looking where you were going.” “It’s your fault! You nearly hit me and I was trying to avoid you!” He exploded, rounding up on her. “What? I didn’t even know you were here.” “You were going to hit me and I have no idea why but you’re freaking crazy!” “Hey!” “Ma’am, sir, is everything okay here?” The store’s manager was striding towards them, his gaze on the mess now littering his floor. “Everything’s fine,” she replied, aware Kevin’s hand had grabbed her forearm and wasn’t letting go. “He just wasn’t watching where he was going. It was an accident.” “It wasn’t my-“ “We’re very sorry for any inconvenience caused.” She beamed at the manager who couldn’t help but smile back.

“Oh, it’s all right. These things happen. Why don’t I-“ Kevin watched her flirt with the older man and saw red. She was his groupie, damn it! He barely waited until the manager had gone off to find someone to help clean up the mess and rebuild the tuna cans mountain, when he tugged her around and said, “Two minutes.” She blinked, “Uh?” “You have two minutes. Men’s bathroom.” He left his cart in the middle of the aisle and stalked off. Standing there as if she’d been hit, she wondered if she’d really heard him or if her imagination had once again taken over. But no, his cart was still here and he was gone. Men’s bathroom. Oh god. Oh god. Her thighs clenched at the thought of what was going to happen. Two minutes, he’d said. Right, right. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then, as if everything was fine in the world, she parked her cart next to his and retrieved her purse before slowly making her way after him. She had no idea where the bathrooms were in this place but she was confident she’d find them in time. After all, she had one hell of an incentive!

**** Two minutes later, she stepped into the men’s bathroom and frowned at the pungent smell. “Kevin?” she called out, sighing in relief when she noticed it was empty. Well, empty bar for the mad football player. “Hey!” She beamed as he grabbed her hands and pulled her into a stall. “Shut up and take off your panties.” Wow. That had been to the point! “What? No hello? No kisses?” “Don’t push me!” he growled as he shoved her against the wall, the back of her head bumping into it hard. She hissed in pain but he was already kneeling in front of her, his hands gliding up her bare thighs. “Kevin?” “Shut up, I said! Do you want everyone to know what we’re doing?” “Oh.” That made sense, she thought. But there was no one in the bathroom and… Her thoughts trailed as his fingers drifted over her underwear and found out what she’d been hiding from her fellow shopping-goers. “You’re wet.” His voice hitched.

“It’s your fault,” she whispered to him. “I saw you and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what happened last time and-“ “I know.” He’d had the same problem after all. Hence the erection now trying to drill a way out of his pants. Hence why he was throwing caution to the wind, taking her in a supermarket’s bathroom where everyone could step in and find them. But he didn’t care. Not right now. He needed to be inside her. Dragging her panties down her legs, he bent and picked them up. No leaving incriminating evidence around, he thought as he pocketed them. Then his fingers slid between her legs again and encountered her folds. She was ready, as amazing as that was. “Fuck, baby,” he whispered as he drew himself up and gazed into her hooded eyes. “Kiss me, Kevin,” she pleaded. “Please.” He claimed her lips just as she moved her thigh up his leg. His thumb entered her for a quick caress, a moan rising in her throat. His tongue tangled around hers, the kiss growing in intensity when he let go of her and opened up his pants. He moved into position, his right hand holding her leg up. With one mighty push, he was inside her, her back arching just as the bathroom’s door opened and footsteps echoed on the white tiles. Kevin tensed at the sound, stopping halfway inside of her. She arched against him, nearly pushing herself down so he could finish what he was doing. His fingers dug into her skin, one hand still propping her leg up and the other on her waist. He pinched her until she stopped moving and looked up at him, her eyes wide. He shook his head then motioned with his head to the right. She mouthed, “What?” before she heard it too. The sound of a zipper being tugged down then a sigh of relief before a spray of- Eww! Her nose scrunched up. Kevin was almost smiling at her, she saw as she looked back up. God knows why! She dragged her hands up his chest, around his neck and pulled his head down. She bit his lower lip and slipped her tongue inside his mouth, wanting him so much she didn’t give a care for the man outside. She just wanted him to start thrusting so the pain would go away. “Please,” she breathed into his mouth. “Fuck me.” His fingers tightened, his cock jerked inside her but it took a moment before he was calm enough to start over. Slowly, as if they had all the time in the world, he pulled out of her then thrust back in. Inch by inch. Her mouth opened but no sound came out, thankfully. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall, her hands hanging on to his neck.

It was killing him doing it slow. He wanted nothing more than to fuck her hard, knowing she’d take it and would even like it. Knowing it was what he needed. But no, someone had to come in just at that moment. Damn it all to hell! He swore inwardly as he felt her nails graze his neck. He looked down at her shuttered face and parted lips. He still didn’t know who she was and what she did in life. He didn’t especially care, although if they kept this up he’d have to check her out. But she was always so willing and that was an amazing quality for what he wanted from her. No strings, just some hot sex. It would just be better if she stopped making him so mad. But then, he didn’t really care right now because the sound of the door closing behind the anonymous man rang in his ears and he let out a growl. Pressing her further against the wall, he hiked her thigh even higher on his hip and surged out of her. “Kevin!” She complained, feeling the loss of him far too sharply. “Here we go, baby. This is gonna be fast.” He rammed back into her and she squealed. “Oh god.” Her hands tightened around his neck as he sped up his movements, the partition behind her shaking so much she wondered for a wild second if they were going to fall through it. But no, it held on and so did they. Until she felt heat rise through her, the type of heat that couldn’t be denied. A groan lodged in her throat, turning into a loud scream as it escaped from her parted lips. Kevin’s mouth instantly fell on hers, cutting it off midway, as she came and came some more. He felt her walls tight around him and swore. This was even faster than expected but then she’d been so wet. Fuck! He let go and spilled himself inside her, pumping into her a few more times before he could stop himself. He bumped her forehead with his and they stayed like that for silent minutes as the rest of the world kept shopping just outside the door. He pulled out of her and straightened his clothes then without a look at her, opened the stall and stepped out. “I’ll let you get cleaned up.” She nodded but he’d already closed the door behind him. She heard the sound of running water and gulped. Damn, what was the etiquette for moments like these? How to act when you’ve just had sex with a near stranger in a supermarket’s bathroom? Surely she could make a bestseller out of it! She grabbed her purse from the floor and rummaged through it for some wipes. She was pretty sure she’d stacked some in here. Amen! She pulled them out and straightened up. She winced however when she parted her thighs and felt semen glide down. Lovely! Five minutes later, she was calling out over the stall, “Can I come out?”

“I’ll go out first and knock on the door if the way’s clear. Bye, baby.” Bye? As in goodbye, I’m going? She blinked at the white walls surrounding her. Surely, he wouldn’t dare leave like this. Surely, he would at least talk to her. Say it was good. Even thank her for the nice fuck! But no, she soon realized he had left all right. Stepping out of the bathroom after his quiet knock, she found herself back where she’d started. One large supermarket, dozens of other shoppers too lost in thought to pay her much attention and her cart waiting for her in the middle of it. Still full too, thank God for small blessings. But no Kevin or his cart. She squared her shoulders and forcing herself not to care, marched to the tills.

**** She was putting her shopping away in the trunk of her SUV when a warm hand came to rest on her spine. She gasped and a memory popped in her head. “Kevin?” “What did I tell you about bending over, babe?” “I-” She licked her lips. “I thought you were gone.” “I was on my way when I saw you bending over. Again. And I couldn’t help but come here to warn you about the consequences of your actions.” “Uh?” She pushed on her hands and tried to move back up but his hold on her was too strong. “Kev, let me up.” “No.” His hand drifted down her back until it brushed her ass. “Not yet anyway. Whose car is this?” “It’s mine.” “What about your other one?” “Oh, I always use the SUV when I do my shopping. Why?” “Just curious.” “Are you gonna let me up now?” “Mmm. No.” “Kevin!”

“Did you find those insurance papers?” “Yes,” she sighed as she settled herself on her outstretched hands. This was starting to get uncomfortable. She just didn’t want to know how it looked like from behind! “Where were they?” “In this car.” “Did you know that at the time?” “Well, uh…” Her voice trailed. “You knew, didn’t you? You made me go into your house, knowing fully well where you’d left them.” “No, of course not.” She’d only remembered when she’d been making him a snack. “Babe,” he growled, “You lied to me!” “And?” She pushed once again but he was still holding her down. “Fuck.” Her voice sounded more like a moan that anything else and he noticed. “What’s going on?” “What?” She closed her eyes, trying to forget about the last time he’d been holding her down. “Kevin, please let me up before I do something stupid.” “Like what?” He sounded almost curious. “Like remind you of the last time I was bent over and you were behind me.” His fingers tensed on her back then he swore, “Fuck, you had to say that!” “You’re the one holding me!” “And? We just had sex!” “Oh for pity’s sake!” She saw red. “I was the one putting away my shopping when you just happened to pop by and-“ He cut her off, “You were bending over and I’d forbidden you to do it!” “Who are you to forbid me anything?” She nearly yelled back. “That’s it.” He grabbed her by the waist and turned her around. “Let’s go.”

She didn’t even react when he pushed her to the rear door and forced her inside. She watched in silence as he shut the trunk and joined her on the backseat. “Come here,” he said just before he dragged her closer. “You drive me crazy, you know.” “You’ve already said that.” “But it’s true.” Pulling on the hem of her top, he sent it flying to another part of the car before his eyes fell on her chest. “Nice.” He traced the scalloped edges of her bra, her nipples hardening on contact. “Kevin?” She grabbed his hands and stopped them before they moved further. “What’s wrong?” He looked up, clearly annoyed she’d stopped him. “We can’t do this here. The windows aren’t tinted for one and-“ “It’s nighttime babe and I’m sure no one’s gonna look inside your car.” “How do you know? You can’t know that! What if-“ He pulled on her nape until their mouths merged into a hard kiss. He broke away seconds later and dragged her bra down. Her breasts popped out and he let out a growl. He bent down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it until he and the sensation he was creating were the only thing left in her entire world. She raked her hands in his hair, forgetting what she’d been trying to say. “I’ve missed those,” he murmured as he swapped sides and bit her other nipple. She yelped then asked when his statement finally made sense in her head, “You have?” “Yeah.” His hands glided down to her waist then pulled up her skirt. “Missing something?” “You left with my panties!” She remembered she’d been mad about that too. “I sure did.” His fingers parted her and he sighed, “Fuck, you’re wet again. Are you always like this or is it just for me?” She leaned back against the seat, “Just for you.” “Really?” She nodded, her eyes closed. “You’re my fantasy, Kevin.” “But this is real.” “I know,” she groaned, clearly too out of it to keep on with this conversation.

“I want you to ride me.” Kevin announced as he leaned against the backseat and stretched out his legs. “Come on, babe, hop on.” “Are you sure?” She sat up and looked around them, at the people milling around the car park just outside. What if the person whose car was parked beside hers came back and saw them having sex? What if… “Babe, stop thinking and start fucking.” “How can you be so impatient?” she vented as she tugged her skirt up and moved to settle on his lap. He’d already opened up his pants, his erection winking at her. “You just had some!” “But I want you again and isn’t that a good thing?” “Sure.” She nodded and then all hell broke lose. His hands spanned her waist and without giving her any warning whatsoever, pulled her into position until she found herself stretching around his cock. “Hell!” “That’s it. Take it all in, baby.” Oh god, he was talking dirty again. Her walls spasmed around him, making him growl. “Your turn to work.” He lounged back, his hands clasped on her hips. That stopped her short, “You’re giving me control?” “Well, yeah.” “Wow.” She’d never expected that one to ever happen! “Why? Is that so hard to believe?” “Considering how you were previously, yeah.” She beamed at him. “Oh, I’m gonna have so much fun.” He started feeling anxious. She looked far too happy. “Uh, maybe-“ She didn’t give him time to reconsider however. Her palms on his cheeks, she drew his face to hers and started nipping at his lips. At the same time, she drew up then fell back on him, slowly enough she could feel every ridge and bump of his cock. He was big enough it hurt slightly when his head hit her cervix but she forgot all about it once he started kissing her. She kept on riding him, taking him as deep as she could as he caressed her, his hands always brushing something good. Their mouths separated long enough for a moan to rise up between them. She didn’t know whether it was her or him but considering what he was doing- yeah, okay, so it was probably her. “Kevin!”

He chuckled as he watched her throw her head back. She surged up him and he used the opportunity offered, flicking her clit at the same time. His time to moan when she came back down, her walls so tight around him he nearly came right there and then. “Fuck, baby.” “I’m nearly there, Kev.” “I know.” Hell, he could feel it. “Are you there too?” “Stop talking!” “But-“ “Keep riding me. Come on!” Yeah, he was mad again. Ah! Feeling far too pleased with herself, she sped up her tempo, her butt slapping against his thighs on each downward motion. His fingers clenched on her hips and she recognized the gesture. That meant he was close. Yes! She was good and she was gonna make him come again and it was just great! Her mind shut down as pleasure ripped through her. She yelled, he shouted, they both came and then…silence.

**** “Well, I hadn’t expected that when I came here to buy some food.” “No kidding.” She leaned down until her forehead was pressed against his shoulder. She felt her whole body start to relax and snuggled closer. “Okay, babe, time to move. You’re leaking all over me.” Her eyes snapped open, “What? It’s your semen!” “Whatever. Move your butt so you can clean up.” “I don’t believe this,” she said as she pulled herself up and then off of him. She stumbled then plopped herself down on the seat beside him. “It’s your damn fault and-“ “Whatever.” He repeated. “Do you have stuff so I can get cleaned up too?” He was frowning at his wet cock and thighs. “I have wipes in my purse.” “Where’s your purse?”

She nodded towards the front seat. “Passenger seat.” He stood up and grabbed it, dropping it into her lap. “Hand me some then.” Un-freaking-believable, she thought inwardly. He was a caveman! He was… still her fantasy. She watched as he grabbed the wipes she handed him and began cleaning himself up. It was such an intimate gesture she was spellbound by it. “What are you waiting for?” he said, looking up and catching her staring. “Nothing.” She blinked back to the present then realized she didn’t want him to watch her do the same. Wincing, she turned around and took a deep breath. “Right, I’m out of here. Thanks, babe.” He dropped a quick kiss on her hair. “See ya.” She whirled around to see the door close then his retreating back. He’d left her. Again!

Chapter Three: Movie Madness Kevin swore under his breath as he spotted the flashlight’s beam waving up the stairs. He hated when people arrived late at a viewing! Forcing his attention back to the screen, he avoided looking at the usher and the idiot who was interrupting his downtime. Until knees bumped into him and a large shape plopped onto his lap. “What the fuck?” “Oh, sorry. I can’t see anything in here!” “That’s because it’s a movie theatre and there’s a film showing!” “Right.” The woman, because it was a woman, replied, without bothering to stand up. Or move from his lap. He was slow tonight, he decided as he felt his body start to hum. He only reacted like this these days when she was around, the woman who loved nothing more than to drive him crazy and fuck him to heaven and back. “Let me guess, you followed me in here.” “Actually, for once, that’s correct.” He jerked, “You followed me?” “Yup.” She twisted on his lap until she was looking up at his face. “I saw your car in the lot and I thought, why not?”

“You’re crazy, you know that, right?” “Considering how many times you’ve told me, I’m starting to get it, yes. So what’s new? Haven’t seen you in a while.” She asked as she leaned back against his chest. “Are you gonna stay here for the duration of the movie?” “That’s the plan.” She snuggled in his embrace and he realized he’d wrapped his arms around her. Damn it! “What—“ She didn’t let him finish as she leaned up and whispered in his left ear, “I even got myself ready just in case I managed to find you.” “What does that mean?” he whispered back. “I took my panties off in the car and left them there.” His cock hardened almost instantly. He drew his arm down until his fingers were drifting up her thigh, intent on verifying her statement. They didn’t encounter fabric or anything of the sort, just smooth skin. Oh hell. “I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

“I want you. I’ve missed you these past two months.” “I’ve missed—” He stopped himself before he said something stupid. “Are you sure you want us to have sex in here? I know there isn’t that many people but we’re still not alone.” “Oh.” She blinked in the semi-darkness. Usually it was him who was so gung-ho about having sex wherever they were. She hadn’t expected him to be the worried one! “It was just an idea. If you don’t want to, we can wait. Or I can go.” She grabbed the seat in front and started leveling herself up and off his lap. “I don’t think so,” he replied as he grabbed her hips and held her put. “You ain’t moving until I tell you to.” “You know you’re not making any sense, right?” “All my blood’s rushed to my cock, babe. It’s a miracle I can still talk.” She started giggling at his words but the sound was too high and several other movie-goers turned around and shushed them. “Oops.” She tried holding on to her control but laughter still bubbled up. “Sorry.”

“Behave yourself!” Kevin tried telling her off but her joy was infectious. That and she was butt-naked on his lap. What a great evening this was turning out to be. It got even better when she got off his lap but only to slide down his legs. She pushed on his knees so he did as suggested and widened his stance. Without breaking stride, she knelt down between his legs and looked up at him. He shook his head, “You’re really something else.” “I’ll take that as a compliment.” She grinned as she grabbed his belt and untied it. “It was meant as one.” He groaned, trying to keep quiet as her fingers worked diligently on his jeans’ buttons. She pushed the pants down and his erection rose between them. “Hello there. Long time no see.” She traced the tip with a shaky finger. “Are you gonna suck me, baby?” “That was the plan. Okay?” He nodded, “Hell yeah. I wanna feel your mouth around me.” Ah, he was talking dirty again. What a trouper! “Hang on and try to remain quiet!” She called out before bending down and licking his head in one long swipe. His hands settled on the back of her head. “Fuck,” he breathed out. She was only playing with him now, he thought as she tongued the slit and licked the pre-cum there, and he was already near the point of no-return. What was it with her? She popped up and he was hard. She touched him briefly and he was nearly coming. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, hoping the fact he couldn’t see her would slow things down. Except she was sucking in his head, the caress so sudden he felt his hips jerk up. “Hell.” She moved back, his cock popping out of her mouth with a wet sound. “Shh, Kev!” “Sorry,” he murmured, his eyes still closed. “Suck me, baby.” “I was! I am!” Her fingers drifted down his length, pressing against his scrotum. His hands tightened around her hair and he brought her head down until she couldn’t do anything but take him back into her mouth.

Damn man was controlling her again, she thought as he pushed himself further inside her throat. Feeling herself start to choke, she pressed her hands on the top of his thighs and felt her nails bite into his skin. He immediately let up and swore. “What the fuck?” “I was gonna gag! Don’t ever do that again!” “Oh.” He relented as he sat back down. “Sorry about that. I’m a bit anxious.” “You think? Just sit back and enjoy, Kevin. I know what to do, don’t worry.” “I know you do. You’ve sucked me once before, babe.” “Then what’s your freaking problem?” He looked down at her this time and sighed, “There is no problem.” She beamed up at him. “Good.” Making sure not to put his hands on her head, he closed his eyes once again and felt his body start to tense. Her mouth was running all over him, her fingers drawing patterns over his balls. Then she switched and suddenly she was sucking on his head, her right hand tightening around his base. Fuck, she knew what she was doing, that was for sure. She was sex-personified these days. Oh, he’d screwed a few other women since the last time he’d been with her after that fateful supermarket encounter. But it never had been as good as when he was with her. She just knew what to do to get him into a state, where nothing else mattered than to push inside her and come. Hard. He wanted to pound into her until she screamed his name, just like last time. But not here. Later, he promised himself. One day, he’d take her back to his place and let her play with his cache of toys. The thought spurred him on and before he knew it, he was coming in sharp jets into her mouth.

**** “My turn.” She blinked as he grabbed her arms and pulled her up. He sat her down in the seat beside him and immediately knelt on the carpeted floor. “Kev?” “Try to stay quiet, baby.” He smirked up at her as he repeated her words back to her. “Very funny,” she muttered, her legs widening under the pressure of his torso.

He flicked her skirt up her thighs, a soft sigh resounding between them as he spied her wet folds. “Lovely,” he said as he traced her slit with one agile finger. Her hips bucked, “Please.” “I’m gonna take my time, baby. Better get used to it.” Take his time? What did that mean? She needed something here, damn it! But she couldn’t yell at him to hurry up because they were in a movie theatre and there were other people only a few rows below. Fuck! She raked her nails in his hair but he didn’t take the hint and lean down. No, instead he seemed weirdly focused on looking at her. Argh! Feeling very relaxed after having come so hard, Kevin felt like repaying her. Actually he wanted to feel her come all over him, be it his tongue, his fingers… his cock. Licking his lips, he watched as his fingers opened her. Her clit was already throbbing, almost as if it was waving at him to come down and play with it. He reached down and touched it with the pad of one finger. She hissed and arched her back, clearly telling him wordlessly that he should continue. Or rather, do something more. “I get it, baby,” he whispered as he brushed it once again. Twice. Three times. Keeping it soft but his touch focused on where it was the most pleasurable. When her hips started bucking wildly, he stopped and centered his administrations downwards. He let the tip of his finger enter her then retreat. She was so wet and warm inside he felt his cock stir at the thought of thrusting inside her. Her voice just above a whisper, she grabbed his free hand and said, “Lick me.” He looked up at her hungry eyes, her fingers clenched tight around his. “Here?” She nodded. “Now?” Her lips parted and he knew she was going to say something, probably very loudly, so to cut her short he propped her legs up above his shoulders and leaned down. “Oh god.” Another one of her sexy whispers drifted over his head. But he was already too far gone, her scent washing over him. He hadn’t been so close since that evening at her house. He recalled how he’d pulled her out of the water, sitting her on the tub’s ledge so he could have some fun with her. How she’d screamed as she’d come, falling back into the water with a splash. It’d been pretty amazing and he wanted that again. Well, apart from the screaming of course. He kept his finger poised inside her entrance as he pressed the flat of his tongue against her folds. Her thighs clenched around his neck but she managed not to make a sound.

Grinning inwardly, he started flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue, pushing his finger deeper inside her. Bit by bit, he tugged on the leash of her desire, pulling her closer and closer to a brilliant climax. He swapped so that his tongue thrust into her while he locked two fingers around her clit and tugged. She bucked hard against him and he felt her contract. Soon then. Very soon, he thought as she grabbed onto his hair and pulled. He winced at the pain but then, he’d hurt her earlier too. Deciding he’d complain later, he focused on her pleasure and brought her to her peak quickly. Now that he’d found out what she liked best, he let go and had some fun. A squeal left her mouth, soon cut off by her clamping her lips shut. A low growl rang deep in her throat however, her nails digging into his head. Her hips bucked and he felt her wetness cover his tongue. He lapped her greedily and she came a second time, surprising him and even herself. She slumped back into her seat, feeling decidedly worn out. But god, what a way to spend one’s evening.

**** She hadn’t been able to move from her seat after that fateful second orgasm so he’d been the one to pull her skirt back down. Sitting himself beside her, he looped his arm around her shoulders and tugged her closer. They watched the end of the movie in silence: no hands moving on dangerous territory, no kisses breaking the moment, just two normal people at the movies. Except Kevin could still taste her on his lips and she couldn’t help but remember the way he’d felt as he’d thrust into her mouth. Nerves taut, they blinked at the sudden bright lights that indicated the end of the film. They stood up and looked at each other, clearly wondering what to do next. Usually, she thought, that was when he said bye and turned around, leaving her to stare at his retreating back. Except this time he was staying put. “Wanna go somewhere else?” She nodded, understanding his silent question. They had unfinished business. She could feel it in her veins, the need to have him inside her. All around her. She wanted him and soon please. “Where?” “Club?” She nodded once more and followed him outside. She’d made a point of parking next to his car so it wasn’t difficult to follow his SUV as it exited the parking lot. He drove to a club on the outskirts of town, one with a bad reputation but perfect for their next adventure. Sliding out of her sports car, she looked at the silhouettes of naked women blinking over the club’s doors. Strippers. Of course. Shaking

her head, she didn’t see him join her but her body felt his nearness. His hand resting on the small of her back, he directed her towards the entrance.

Chapter Four: Strip Search Pounding music welcomed them. Kevin motioned a waitress for two cocktails and as they sat down in front of the podium, she grew faint. What was she doing here? She couldn’t compete with these...these women! Unblinking, she stared at the one gyrating on stage, twirling around a pole as if her life depended on it. Fuck! She was so Kevin’s type too. All lithe body and long blonde hair. Okay so her breasts were obviously fake, she surmised as they stayed put while the woman danced. But still, the nameless stripper looked a hell of a lot better than she did, even on her good days! She bit hard on her lower lip and looked around them. Where was the exit? She should leave him to have fun on his own. He could even ask one of them for a lap dance or more. “All right?” Kevin’s voice flittered in her ear. She turned in her seat to face him, her eyes wide. “I don’t know.” He frowned, “What’s wrong?” She couldn’t tell him she was scared he’d run off with one of these women. She was supposed to be in control here! But usually they were alone and she didn’t have any competition. If he wanted some, she was there. But this, this was different. “I should go.” “No,” he replied, hooking his arm around her neck and pulling her towards him. “Not until I say you can.” “What? Why?” “I want you.” He traced her lips with his eyes. “And we’re gonna fuck.” Riiight. “Here?” “Yeah. We’ll get a private room.” He’d really thought this through apparently. “Do this often?” “Come here? Yeah. Why?” Oh man, she hadn’t needed to know that! “Had sex with any of them?” She couldn’t help but ask, nodding towards the strippers now all on stage. “Yeah. Jealous?”

YES! She wanted to shout but knew better than to say that one out loud. She shrugged instead and hoped her poker face held. “Which one?” He pointed to the one in front, the one she’d thought was his type. “That one. Name’s Kendra.” Of course it was. “And?” “Not bad. Tits are fake but I’ve felt worse.” “Oh.” “She’s not as good as you though.” “Really?” Shit, why had she asked that? She was supposed to have some pride! “Yeah.” He bent down and brushed his lips over hers. “You touch me and I grow hard. You’re like an obsession, baby. I can’t seem to stop wanting you.” Her eyes closed just as her hands pulled on his neck. She took his mouth into a deep kiss, letting him take over after a while. They ignored everyone else in the club and instead focused on the feel of each other. Kevin broke the kiss and drew back, “Are you getting wet?” “Truthfully?” He nodded. “No. This ain’t doing anything for me,” she nodded towards the still gyrating women. Shoot, didn’t they ever take a break? Could that really be good for their backs? They already had their boobs’ weight to carry! “Nothing?” “Nope.” “Well, fuck,” he said, clearly perplexed. “I thought you’d like it.” “I’d probably like it if we moved into that private room and had fun together.” Without having to look at these women. Without Kevin watching them and comparing. “That all?” “Pretty much. I’m easy.” He grinned, “No kidding.” She grimaced, catching what she’d said. Of course she was easy! He asked, or sometimes even didn’t go that far, and she opened her legs for him. Welcomed him there even! “Shoot. Okay, can we relocate then?”

“Relocate away, baby.” He was still grinning by the time he’d talked it through with the club’s owner, a barely-clad waitress showing them the way upstairs. It was in fact a soundproof cabin, complete with a fake leather booth and darkened lights. “Nice,” she said sarcastically. He shrugged, “It’ll do. Okay, strip.” She jerked away at his order. “Excuse me?” “I haven’t seen you naked in ages, babe. Strip!” “Why?” No, no, no, she was shaking inwardly. He’d just seen those naked women downstairs. He didn’t need her too! “Don’t make me mad.” His eyes flashed. “I don’t need to get naked to fuck.” She valiantly tried but he was already grabbing the hem of her top. “Strip or I do it for you.” His voice had lowered but the intent was clear. “Are you gonna strip too?” “Fuck!” He growled two seconds before he tugged her top up and obscured her view. He tugged and tugged some more but it was blocked around her head. She could hear him start to get really angry, wondering if he was going to tear it off. It never came to that thankfully as he finally managed to pull it off her. He threw it with a vengeance towards the opposite end of the room before grabbing her skirt and pulling it down. She yelped when he knelt at her feet and forced her to take it off, kicking it far away. “Kev?” He looked up then, his eyes taking a slow and deliberate tour of her body. At least, the lights were low in here, she thought as he stared at her some more. She only had her bra on left but he didn’t seem in a great hurry to remove it. “Now that’s more like it,” he finally said with a smirk. “I don’t agree,” she replied straight away, watching as his smirk wiped away. “What the hell does that mean?”

“It’ll be better if you were naked too.” One eyebrow cocked, he stood up and lounged against the wall. “Have at it then.” “Really?” “You want my clothes off, you take them off.” “Ohhh.” She felt her insides clench. She got to undress him? Woohoo! Jackpot! She hurried to him and began unbuttoning his shirt. “Can I touch you everywhere I want?” she whispered as his chest appeared in front of her very eyes. “Can I?” He chuckled, apparently amused by her reaction. “I guess so. As long as I like it.” “Oh, you will,” she fervently replied, her fingertips grazing the skin she’d uncovered. “What do you have in mind?” His hands cupped her waist. “I want to lick your chest then I’m gonna kneel down and trace your tats with the tip of my tongue. I’ve always wanted to do that, you know.” “Oh yeah?” He growled, his palms sliding up her sides until they were brushing the undersides of her breasts. “What else?” She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and watched it pool on the floor. Resting her hands on his chest, she drew them down slowly until they reached his belt. “I...“ She felt her body start to lose control. “I just want to feel you inside me.” He bent down and whispered across her parted lips, “I know.” He kissed her again but this time, his hands got busy too. Flicking her bra open, he tugged it down her arms until it joined his shirt at their feet. She kicked them away as she opened his pants and pulled them down. Kevin growled deep in his throat when he felt her hands on his erection, pushing her until her back hit the wall. They never stopped kissing, tension rising in the air around them. “No, no, no.” Her breath came out in short gasps as she pushed on his shoulders. “It’s my turn! I wanna lick you!” Kevin’s eyes had darkened and as he stared at her, she wondered if he was going to let her do what she wanted. “Please, Kevin. I want to see your tattoos from up close.” “Fuck.” He pulled back from her and slumped against the wall at her side. She took the opportunity offered and slid to her knees in front of him. There, she grinned as she spotted the markings on his hips. Two lovely ink Chinese characters were staring back at her. She’d fantasized about those for years, ever since she’d read an article about him getting new tats. No one had been able to take a picture of them but she’d seen groupies’ accounts of their nights with him and

they’d all confirmed their existence and how sexy they were. And now it was her turn…Licking her lips, she bent down and traced the first one with the tip of her tongue. She took her time and painstakingly traced every line the way it should be done. From left to right, top to bottom, she copied the characters with her tongue. “What are you doing?” “Writing!” Looking up, she winked at him. “You know Chinese?” She nodded, catching his look of disbelief. “I’m not an airhead, Kev. I might like football but it doesn’t mean I’m stupid.” She went back to her task and did it all over again. Kevin looked down at her bent head and pondered what she’d just told him. She knew Chinese? He really had to learn more about her. What she did for a living would be a good start. Come to think of it, he should start by remembering her name. He couldn’t keep on calling her baby all the time. He’d seen it on the papers that had littered her desk so he’d known it at the time. What the hell was it again? She flicked her tongue over his balls, interrupting his wandering thoughts. He hissed above her and soon enough, his fingers were clenched in her hair. She grinned at the expected gesture, wondering in the back of her mind how mussed she must be looking right now. Ah well, after this was over, she’d find a mirror before going back out to face the strippers. “Baby, are you sure you wanna do this? I’d rather fuck,” Kevin asked, his voice low. Pressing a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, she drew back and looked up. “I’m sure. You can do whatever you want after I’ve done this. Please?” She batted her lashes. He grunted, “Whatever I want?” He had to focus on that one! “Yeah. As long as I like it.” “Oh, you will,” his voice drifted as he eyed the booth behind her. His mind began running through all the positions he could push her body in. She took her time exploring his body and by the time she finally drew herself up, pre-cum was leaking from his slit. His cock nearly purple, he leaned against the wall with his hands into fists at his sides. “Are you finished?” “Yep!” She grinned as she traced his pecs. “Thank God!” He turned her around and pressed on her back. “Hold on to the booth.”

Again? She thought as he bent her over, her ass waving in the air. “You really do like that position, don’t you?” “Yeah.” He was a man of few words. “I’m gonna fuck you until you scream my name, baby. But first-“ She waited but nothing else came. “But first what?” “First, I do this,” he added just before he opened her up. Her hips jerked but she held on as his fingers smoothed over her sex, lingering where she preferred to be touched. Seems like he’d been learning what she liked, she smiled, happy at the thought. “I love the way you taste,” he said after a lick centered on her clit. He entered her with one long finger and immediately hooked it inside her, searching for her G-spot. “Ohh, yeah.” She loved it when he touched her there. He just knew what to do to make it come alive and then the sex became even more mind-blowing. If only all the men in the world knew how to do that, life would be a lot nicer. She should do a tutorial on how to find a woman’s G-spot. It would be a sure fire way to make the world a more peaceful place. “You like that, don’t you, baby?” His voice rang behind her, husky as hell. The sound vibrated through her just as the pad of his finger pressed against her spot. He rubbed it to life and she started pumping her hips in time. “Perfect!” He drew back, his finger leaving her just as it was getting good. “Hey!” “Don’t worry, I’m not finished with ya.” He sounded almost amused. “What about if I do this?” He drew his finger up until it drifted up between her butt cheeks. She wriggled at the caress, unsure if she liked it or not. It felt nice because it was unhurried but she wasn’t sure she was ready to try this. Especially not here, she added inwardly. She needed lube. She needed preparation. She needed“Relax, babe, I ain’t gonna take you up the ass,” he said and let his finger drift back down. “Not yet anyway.” He added just as he pressed against her rose. “Kev!” “What did I just say?” “But-“ “I’m just making sure you’re ready for me.”

She blinked, by poking her ass? That didn’t make any sense! “Mmm,” he groaned, feeling how tight she was. Dragging his finger down so it swirled around her clit, he gathered moisture and went back up to poke at her hole some more. “I’m gonna save this for another time but just the idea is nearly enough to make me come.” Wow, she tightened her hands around the fake leather booth. Really? Maybe she should reconsider this then. “Okay, baby, time to fuck. Are you holding on?” She was brought back to the present so suddenly she forgot that she should reply. Considering he didn’t bother to wait for her response, it didn’t really matter in the end. He simply grabbed her hips, pulled her up and started pushing his cock inside her.

And then, he stopped. “Kevin!” she yelled, making him laugh. “You’re not really patient, are you?” Hell, he had to stop playing with her. She needed something here! Her G-spot was begging to be touched and it was killing her back to be in this position. Again. She decided to take matters in her own hands, so to speak. With one mighty push, she rolled her hips back and yelped when his cock slid to the deep of her. His head brushed her cervix, his balls slapped against her ass but she couldn’t care less because with a roar, he started thrusting. “That was fucking sexy!” He sounded pleased, thank God. He angled himself so his head bumped into her spot each time he pushed back inside her. His hands slid up from her waist until they were cupping each of her breasts, tweaking her nipples in time with his thrusts. It was so amazing, she closed her eyes and held on for the ride. She couldn’t think anymore, she could only feel and hell, was it good. She came the first time seconds later, her walls clenching around him. He growled but kept on thrusting. Feeling sore, she managed not to slump against the booth and to push herself back up. She had no energy left, she realized as he rammed into her so hard the settee inched forward. It bumped into the fake glass wall, bringing her head up. She stared at the club beneath their feet and yelped when she noticed another woman twirling around a pole. Kevin was staring at the stripper while he was fucking her, she was sure of it! That’s why he’d chosen that position. Argh! “Stop!” she shouted, startling him so much he fell out of her. “What the fuck? I haven’t come!”

“I know,” she said as she straightened and turned around. “I just wanted to switch positions.” “Now?” “Yep.” She looked around, unsure of what to do. She needed to find something, quick! Kevin being Kevin, however, took matters into his own hands and made her fall onto the seat behind her. She landed with a jerk, her breasts jiggling madly. Spreading her thighs wide, she watched as he settled above her, his mouth brushing her nipple for a quick nip before it met hers. “Hey,” she said as he broke the kiss. “Hey. Need to fuck. Now.” He’d barely uttered the words before he pushed into her. She pulled her legs up until they were near his arms and grabbed his butt in both hands. Tilting her pelvis towards his, she moaned out loud when he hit her clit on a downward stroke. Ohh, lovely. She pressed her nails into his ass and heard his answering growl somewhere above her. “I wanna come again,” she whispered. “I’ll settle for just one,” he replied, making her giggle. “Stop laughing! This isn’t funny!” “Yes, it is.” She arched her back, loving the friction coming from his pubic bone. Mmm, she was so going to have another orgasm. This time though, she knew he wasn’t –couldn’t– look at the strippers downstairs. “Come for me, Kev.” Kevin tensed as he felt her tighten her walls around his pounding length. The damn woman was going to make him lose control. He pushed on his hands until he was towering above her and stopped moving. Her eyes snapped open, “What-“ He didn’t give her time to protest. His thumb found her clit and he began rubbing it slowly, taking up the same rhythm with his cock. “Oh god!” Her moan rang loudly, making him grin in triumph. Was he good or what? He watched himself enter her, her folds wet and inviting. Feeling her walls clench yet again, he growled and fell back down. Without barely any pause, he found himself pounding into her, his release impending. She screamed, her eyes closing as heat spiraled through her.

He stilled just before he exploded inside her, a roar leaving his open mouth. He came for such a long time he barely managed to settle his body over hers before lying there, spent.

**** “That was amazing,” she said minutes later. The club’s loud music was starting to give her a headache and Kevin was very heavy on top of her but she couldn’t care less. They’d just had amazing sex and she was starting to realize how addicting he was becoming. She’d never thought she could turn into this woman, the one who stopped at nothing to get what she wanted. But she’d fantasized about him for years and now here she was, in his arms, with his cock still inside her. His semen was slowly dripping onto the fake leather, mixed with her juices. God, wasn’t life just perfect? Who’d known ramming her car into his would have those kinds of consequences? “I gotta go.” He finally looked up before pushing on his hands and sliding out of her. “I know.” She nodded, aware she’d been waiting for his usual goodbye routine. She was beginning to know him well. “Thanks, baby.” He smiled as he collected his clothes and started getting dressed. She stretched her limbs out and sighed, “My pleasure.” With a grin, she stood up and went to grab her own clothes. “Guess I should go to the movies more often.” He chuckled and patted her butt as she walked past him. “Get moving, I need to get back home.” “So do I,” she replied as she bent down and slithered her skirt back up her legs. She winced when she realized she was still leaking but this time, she didn’t even have any panties to stench the flow. “Shoot.” She needed her purse and the wipes she now carried everywhere with her but she’d left it in her car. “I need to wash up.” Kevin nodded before opening the door and pointing towards the end of the corridor. “There’s a bathroom over there.” “Okay, thanks.” She brushed her palms over her top and rammed her arms into her jacket’s sleeves. Patting the inside pocket, she made sure she still had her car keys before crossing the room and stopping in front of him. “I’m guessing you’ll be gone by the time I get out so…thanks, I loved it.” With a grin, she braced her hands on his chest and leaned up on her toes for a quick kiss. He let her kiss him and watched her leave the room seconds later, wondering if he was going to see her again. Then he remembered what they’d just done and shrugged, of course he would. She was the best thing that’d happened to him in a long while. The perfect fuck buddy. No strings, just some hot sex.

Smiling to himself, he strode down the stairs and nodded to the stripper dancing on the stage before making his way out. Didn’t look like he would be back here anytime soon. He didn’t need the extra spice after all. Not anymore.

Chapter Five: House Hold Mia, Here’s my address: 3261 Shady Dr. I’ll be expecting you tonight, 9pm. Wear something sexy. Kevin She reread the note she’d found stuck to her front door and started giggling. He’d given her his address! He was inviting her to his place! Result! Checking out her watch, she gasped when she noticed it was already past 7. She danced her way into the house and hurried to her bedroom. She had to find something suitable to wear and pronto! Oh god, she had to take a shower, get her body fuzz-free and oil-soft, do her make-up and find something to do with her hair, get dressed, drive to his house and most importantly, not be late. Although…She stopped short in the middle of her closet. Maybe being late would be a good thing. After all, he’d be angry and she loved him mad. It just added a little something to their love-making. Okay, so she’d be late. Considering all the things she had to do in less than two hours, that shouldn’t be too difficult to achieve!

**** “You’re late,” was the first thing that he said as she stepped onto his porch and the door opened. She grinned, having expected those exact same words. “I know but I only got your message two hours ago.” “And it took you two hours to get down here?” Mia gestured to her ensemble, “I had to get ready so yeah.” He grunted but let her in. She swept past him, her coat brushing his legs as she whirled around and asked, “Don’t I get a welcome kiss?” His eyes flashed, “You would have if you hadn’t been late. Now I have no choice but to punish you.”

She took a step back, “I don’t do BSDM, Kevin.” “Surely a little bondage won’t hurt you.” He grabbed her by the shoulders and tugged on her coat. It slid down and pooled at her high heels clad feet. “You like?” She couldn’t help but ask, enjoying his shocked silence. “Hell yeah.” He licked his lips as he traced her curves with his eyes. She was wearing a brown corset, her breasts flowing over the lacy cups. His gaze flew down to take in the tiny G-string in the same color, barely hiding her thatch of hair. Then there was the attached garter belt and stockings. Her pale skin was such a deep contrast to the black nylon he felt an urge to kneel down and kiss her thighs. No, no, no. He had to stay in control! Taking a deep breath, he turned her around and pushed her further into the house, intent on taking her to where the fun started. “But I’m still going to punish you.” “Spoilsport,” she muttered under her breath. “I heard you.” “I don’t care,” she sing-sang, aware of her near-nudity and yet not really caring. Her folds were already drenched, thanks to the fantasies that had run through her mind during the short drive. She’d wondered what he’d planned, if he was going to cook for her or if this was only to be for sex. But then, he hadn’t needed to invite her to his place for sex. Considering their past history, anywhere would have done really. So this had to mean something, right? She stumbled into a room and stopped short. “What the hell?” “Surprise!” Kevin’s voice flitted to her ear as he brushed a kiss on her shoulder. “Wow,” was the only thing she could come up with. This was obviously the main bedroom. It was huge and decorated in several shades of brown and white. The effect was very masculine and it suited him, especially the gigantic poster bed that loomed in the center of the room. She spotted the red scarves tied on all four corner posts and gulped. Ah hell, she knew what he was going to do and even though her body had heated up, she wasn’t too sure about giving him that much control. He didn’t have a great tendency of obeying her after all and if he got carried away, she would have no choice but to do as he asked. But this was Kevin and he was her fantasy, her body rebelled, clearly wanting to take over and have some fun. Now. Kevin’s hands palmed her waist and he turned her so she faced him. “Do you trust me?” She opened her mouth then slammed it back shut. She didn’t know what to answer, damn it! “I…I don’t know.” His eyes darkened, showing clearly how little he’d appreciated her reply. “After all we’ve done?”

“That’s not the issue, Kevin.” She hugged herself, suddenly feeling apprehensive. “But what if you do something I don’t like and I can’t say no? What if-“ He cut her off, “I’ll listen.” “Will you really?” She looked up at him and searched his face for a second or two. “Because you’re not usually really good at listening.” He made a face then sighed, “You’re right, I guess. But I’ve been planning this for days and believe me when I say you’re gonna love it. I’ll make sure you enjoy every single minute of it. Trust me, Mia.” His voice was lulling her, she knew it and yet, she was unable to stop herself from nodding her assent. “Okay then. But you stop the second I tell you no.” He grinned, “Would you prefer having a safe word?” She blinked, “Will it really go that far?” A chuckle passed his lips, “It might.” He bent down and brushed his lips over hers. “But you’ll have come so many times by then, you probably won’t even remember your name. Let alone a safe word.” Oh god, her thighs clenched and she felt her panties get even wetter. Moaning, she clasped her arms around his neck and held on to him as he kissed her breath away.

**** She’d been right. She could have patted herself, she would have. Except she was tied to the bed, lying spread-eagle on her back with a blindfold over her eyes. “Kev?” “I’m right here, baby. Don’t worry.” She sighed before forcing herself to relax. If she’d understood what he’d said earlier, he was hell bent on pleasuring her. And really, who was she to say no? “I’m not worrying.” He chuckled, “Babe, your legs are so tense they’re gonna snap soon.” She harrumphed, “Whatever.” “Relax, I’m not going to bite you. Much.” “Not helpful, Kevin!” That just made him laugh even more. He kneeled at her side and traced the scalloped edges of the corset. It really suited her, he thought as his fingers dug a little under the thick material. She fidgeted

under his caress but held herself more or less still. Until the pad of his middle finger hit her nipple and she jerked up. “Easy, baby. This is just the beginning.” “I know but I’m far too horny,” she groaned. “Already?” She nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. “I was imagining what was going to happen on the car on the way over and I got myself a tad too excited.” “What did you think would happen?” His fingers closed over the cups and tugged them down. Her breasts popped free, pushed upwards by the straining material. “Lovely,” he muttered as he bent down and kissed each nipple in turn. “Kevin, I-“ He cut her off, “So what did you imagine?” “Can we talk later?” “No,” he replied. “Because if you don’t tell me now, I’ll stop touching you.” “Damn it!” She swore but she knew it was to no avail. “Okay then, I was thinking about that time at my place when we were in the tub and you were sucking me and I was wondering if you had a Jacuzzi too and… “ Her voice trailed. “You know, the usual.” “Is that all?” “I think you owe me at least a caress for that.” He grinned, “Are we playing a game then?” “No!” She thought about it. “Maybe?” “One answer, one caress?” She licked her lips then nodded, “Deal!” His fingers closed around her nipple and squeezed. Hard. Her hips flew off the bed but the restraints held her in place. “Better?” Kevin taunted, a smirk playing on his lips. “God.” She took a deep breath. “Yes.” “Good. So your turn. What else were you imagining?”

“I…I was wondering what you had in store for me. I know you now, Kevin. I know you’d have planned this. I’m expecting a lot more surprises along the way.” “Is that right?” “Don’t tell me I was wrong?” “No, I guess not. I do have a few surprises up my sleeves.” He tweaked her other nipple and she started panting by the time he let go. “What else?” “Kev, come on, can we please start fucking?” “No.” “Kevin!” “No.” “Not even if I say please?” He seemed to think about it but “Still no. What about a trade though?” “A trade?” Oh hell, another one of his ideas! “Like what?” “Like I untie you now and we start having some serious fun. But that’ll mean you’ll owe me.” “I’ll owe you? Like what? I get to blow you type of thing?” “No, you’ll suck me off anyway, baby. I meant something more.” Uh oh, she had an inkling what that one could be. “Kevin, it’s not that I dislike the idea but I’ve never done it before and you’re quite, how should I say this? Well-endowed? And so yeah, I’m not sure it’ll be a good idea and-“ “I’ll make sure you’re ready.” He slid the blindfold off her face so she could stare back at him. “I won’t do anything until you tell me you’re ready but I want it. I want to take you like this, hear you cry my name. I want to be your first, Mia.” She just couldn’t say no to him.

**** “Why am I still tied up?”

“Because I like you like this,” he replied, his right hand patting her butt. “Right.” She rolled her eyes and settled her face down once again. He’d moved her until she was lying on her stomach and she’d been quite happy to be free. Except it’d lasted all of two seconds. At least, he’d foregone the blindfold this time. Mind you, she couldn’t see more than the side of the bed or the headboard anyway. “You have such a lovely ass. I remember thinking that when you were bent over your car that first day.” She blinked, “Really?” “Yeah. I love round butts and yours is perfect.” She’d never had a man say that to her. Usually they complimented her breasts, not her ass. But it felt nice, she had to admit. It felt even better when his hands drifted up her back and massaged any lingering tenseness away. She sighed and closed her eyes, feeling putty under his skilful hands. “You’re good at this.” He laughed, “And that’s just the beginning.” Kevin traced her spine with exquisite slowness. He’d taken her corset and G-string off but the thighhighs were here to stay. One, the nylon felt amazing under his hands and two, the contrast of colors was doing things to his insides. He wanted to trace the seams with care until she was writhing underneath him, begging him to touch her sex. He had great plans for her, he smirked inwardly as his hands hit her nape and she groaned. He bent over her and followed her spine with the tip of his tongue, his arousal brushing against her ass as he moved over her. He never stopped his downward path however, his teeth suddenly pinching the skin of her left butt cheek. She squealed but she couldn’t move away and he did the same thing to her right one. Then he laved them both and took the fleeting pain away. “Fuck,” she swore against the satin sheet. “You okay up there?” “Yeah,” she called out even though she felt tense again. “Mmm.” Kevin moved so he could stare at her face. “Doesn’t look like it. Okay, what about if I do this then?” He let his fingers drift down between her cheeks, earning himself another yelp from her. A yelp that turned into a moan when he stopped at her entrance and slid one long finger inside her. “Better?” She nodded wildly and he fought the need to laugh. There was something about her that made him happy. Shaking his head as if to rid himself of the silly thoughts, he focused instead on her and how to give her pleasure. Because the wetter she would be, the more receptive she’d be too. He needed her pliant for what he had in mind after all.

She could feel him move behind her but the more she turned her head, the less she could see. “Never mind,” she sighed, hoping he had something good planned. And he had. His mouth brushed against the top of her stockings, his tongue playing with the seams. She shivered at the soft caress, trying to forget about the view he currently had. “Do you wear these often?” he asked just before he bit the skin above her left thigh high. “Ohh!” She tried to recall his question. “Yes, they make me feel sexy.” “Mmm, they would,” he whispered as he moved to her other leg and did it all over again. At least this time, she’d expected his bite. She braced herself and realized she was clenching her inner walls at the same time. Way to go, Mia, she thought as she felt moisture pool between her thighs. He laughed as he spotted the tell-tale wetness sipping down her folds. “Excited, baby?” “It’s your fault!” “No kidding.” He was smiling by the time he leaned up and licked it all away. She grabbed the sheet with both hands and held on tight.

**** She was going crazy, there was no two ways about it. He’d grabbed a box earlier and showed her the toys he was going to use on her. Literally. She’d just come down from her first orgasm, feeling already spent but no, Kevin had been rearing to go. It was normal, of course, he hadn’t had any yet but still…he had toys for pity’s sake! Toys! Geisha balls, vibes, rings, anything and everything under the sun. She’d asked him if he’d robbed a sex store but he hadn’t thought it was funny. “Ahh!” She jerked at the feel of his lube-coated finger against her rose. “Already?” “Come on, baby, you knew it was coming.” She sighed, he was right. “Okay, okay, do your worst.” “Oh don’t worry, I will,” he grinned as he rubbed lube all around it. He pressed until the tip of his finger slid in, spreading KY inside as well. “All right so far?” “Yeah.” It didn’t hurt. It just felt weird. “What about now?” He began a thrusting motion with his finger, pulling it out slightly then pushing it back in. Mia’s hips drew up but she didn’t reply, too focused on the odd feeling inside her. “Baby?”

She groaned when he drew his finger out. “Why did you stop?” “I thought…should I continue then?” “Yes, I can take it.” He smirked, “Okay, in that case I’ll add a lil something extra.” Uh oh. “What does that mean?” She rolled her head to the right but she still couldn’t see anything. Damn bondage crap! “You’ll see,” he replied just before dropping a kiss on her right butt cheek. She heard him riffle through his box of goodies then a whirling sound came on before being abruptly cut off. Closing her eyes, she braced herself for what was coming next. She had a good idea what it would be but she wouldn’t tell him no. Not right now. She knew he was right. She needed more preparation if she ever wanted to take his cock inside her. That’s why when he pushed the small vibe against her rim, she didn’t flinch or try to move away. Instead, she grabbed the sheet tight and held on as he played with her, teasing with slow probes, the lube coating it making everything slippery. The toy’s tip finally entered her. It wasn’t huge but it was still bigger than his finger. She exhaled and pushed back, knowing from her various readings that it was the right thing to do. “That’s it, baby, take it all in,” Kevin whispered behind her, his voice a husky drawl. So she did and when it was inside her to the hilt, he pressed a button and the vibrator came to life. She squealed, making him chuckle as he bent down and pressed his cock to her other entrance. “Ready?” “No!” That made him laugh but he didn’t stop. He entered her much slower than usual, the dual stimulation already more than she could take. She felt her walls clench around him, felt her other walls do the same around the vibe. Oh god, she’d never get out of this alive! “You’re doing great, Mia.” Was she supposed to say thanks? She thought madly as he started thrusting inside her. He braced himself on the mattress, his control slipping. He could feel the toy’s vibrations through her body’s thin membrane and just the thought that it’d be his turn soon made him growl. He sped up his movements, fucking her roughly and yet he knew she’d take it. Because he knew her now. He knew what she liked. “How does it feel?” Weird, was the first thing that came to her mind but she wisely kept it to herself. “Good,” she finally said, her breath coming out in short gasps.

She spasmed around the toy and his cock at the same time, her whole lower body tightening in reaction. This was amazing, like nothing she’d ever felt before. “Kevin!” “Come for me, Mia. I’m nearly there. Come for me, come on!” he roared and she obeyed him. Two seconds later, she jerked at her restraints, her body tensing as she screamed and screamed. An insane litany of swear words answered her before he spilled himself. It was a long while before she could open her eyes or even move her head. Aftershocks swept through her body, even bringing another mini-orgasm to life until Kevin finally thought to turn the toy off.

**** A wet towel slid between her thighs and she sighed in relief at the cool sensation. “That feels good, thanks.” Kevin grunted something in reply, apparently too focused on cleaning her up to have a conversation. Her stomach rumbled in the otherwise silence, making her giggle. “Oops.” “Would you like something to eat?” “That’d be great,” she said as she turned her head to the right. “Could you untie me?” “I don’t know. I kinda like you like this.” “I know you do but I need to eat and drink something before we do anything else.” “Before it’s my turn, you mean.” She rolled her eyes, “Yes.” “Okay, hold on.” He appeared at her side and quickly unlaced her right restraint. Towering above her, he did the same to the left one and moved so she could push herself on her hands. Only to realize her legs were still tied. “Kev?” “I’ve got it.” Finally, she was free. Turning around, she moved until she was curled up in a ball, her muscles complaining all the while. “Are you all right?” She looked up to find Kevin standing across the room. She watched as he cleaned up the toy and put it aside then closed the box with a definite bang. “Mia?” “Oh yeah, I’m fine. So, food?”

He grinned at her question, “I’ve got some stuff ready in the lounge. Let’s go.” She eyed herself, “Do you have a robe I could wear?” “Yes but I don’t want you covered.” “Kev, come on, it’s not hygienic to eat naked!” That was a good excuse, right? “You’re not naked.” He pointed out her stockings. “Very funny. What if I put the corset and-“ “No, you’ll stay as you are right now.” “Great,” she muttered under her breath as he motioned her to follow him out of the room. She could have fought this and probably won too but she was pretty sure he had something else planned. There was a devilish glint in his eyes, a sign she was starting to know well.

**** Turns out she’d been right. It didn’t even come as a surprise when, after she’d finished her plate of delectable canapés and drank a glass of wine, he’d taken them away from her and dropped them on a nearby table. He stood up and she watched him move closer to her still sitting on the low-slung sofa. “Let me guess, my turn to pleasure you?” He smirked, “Was it that easy to guess?” She pointed his erect cock and the way he was standing above her. “Pretty much.” “Right then. Have fun but don’t make me come.” “Sir, yes, sir!” She saluted him, making him growl. She was laughing when his hands dropped on her shoulders and squeezed. “Actually, baby, I have another idea. Turn to your side.” He propelled her to the left so she was half-reclining against the seat, her legs dangling behind her. “Open your mouth.” She did, wincing when her back screamed at the uncomfortable position. “Kev, are you sure-“ His cock replaced her words. He pushed himself inside her, “I’m gonna fuck your mouth. If it gets too much, pinch me, okay?”

What? Pinch him? She blinked up at him but he was already moving. She watched his thighs clench as he pulled back then thrust between her lips. She didn’t like doing this, had never liked it for that matter but hopefully it wouldn’t be too bad this time. He didn’t want to come after all so she wouldn’t choke or anything. And she could pinch him if it got too much. Right? Kevin swore as he felt her teeth scrape the sides of his cock. She knew how much he loved that, damn it! He looked down at her sprawled body, at her moist folds openly waiting for him. At her little treasure he’d felt earlier with his finger, the one he couldn’t wait to explore. He wanted to be her first. The urge ate at him, making him wonder the reason behind it. Before he could think it through, she tongued his slit as he entered her on a downward stroke and he swore. “Fuck!” She giggled, the reverberations tightening her throat. This was it, she was going to drive him crazy. He didn’t want to come inside her mouth, as good as it felt. He’d just wanted her to ready him so he could take her back to his room and have some serious fun. He forced himself to pull out of her. She opened her eyes, “Why did you stop?” “Because it’s time for the next round,” he replied, grabbing her arms and tugging her up. “Let’s go back to my room.” She stumbled off the sofa, her muscles still not having recovered, but Kevin was already walking away and he sure as hell didn’t look patient. “Kev? Kev, wait up!” “Hurry!” he shouted over his shoulder. “Are you gonna tie me up again?” Mia asked as soon as she stepped into the bedroom. She closed the door behind her and took a few steps forward. He whirled around, his face a hardened mask. “Do I need to?” “Uh.” She licked her lips. “No, I don’t think so.” “Okay then, on the bed. All fours, ass in the air.” “Right.” She moved into position and wondered if he would take her like that or if he would ready her some more first. She wasn’t wet, not right now anyway. “Spread your legs further.” She did, wincing as her thighs groaned. “Better?”

“Yeah,” he replied as he traced her folds with his eyes. She wasn’t as aroused as she usually was. Damn. “I need to prep you some more, baby.” “I…Thanks,” she answered, turning around so she could see what he was doing. He’d walked across the room and opened up the box again. She watched as he rummaged through it, picking up a toy then depositing it back inside. Then another one. And a third one. He tested it, tracing it with his fingers to get a better feel, and she swore she grew wet just at the sight. There you go, problem solved! “Kev-“ “This should help.” He hurried back to her and showed her his find. “Uh…” She gulped. “I’ll put these inside you and they’ll bang into your walls. You’re going to love the sensations, trust me.” “You’re starting to scare me, Kev.” He blinked, “What? Why?” “You have all these toys and you know how to use them. It’s…weird.” “Does that mean you don’t want me to use them?” His voice had turned a lot harsher. “No, no, I’m sure they’ll feel good, that’s not it.” “Good. Now move back into position.” She sighed and lifted her hips. Was the man ever wrong? Mia thought as she felt the balls jiggle inside her. These were amazing! She wondered where he’d bought them and if she could buy herself a set. Because really, they were great. She imagined going to the supermarket with those inside her, creating mini-orgasms each time she moved. Oh god, that was wicked. But definitely sexy and definitely something she could see herself do. Kevin would get a kick out of it too, she was sure. Two of his fingers were currently stretching her back entrance but between the Geisha balls inside her and his tongue flicking her clit, she didn’t mind. She was in serious heaven actually. Feeling shivers run up her spine, she closed her eyes and nodded to herself. It was time. “Kevin?” He drew back, “Yeah?” “Let’s go.” “Go where?” “No, I mean, let’s do it. Go on. I’m ready.”

“Now?” “Yes!” Did she need to spell it out or what? “Fuck. Okay, okay.” He pumped his fingers a few more times before pulling them out and replacing them with his cock. She tensed as his head pushed at her hole and the rim of muscles there. This was the crucial moment, she knew. If the head got in, everything else would. Taking a deep breath, she forced her lower body to relax and pushed back. “Oh god.” She felt a sharp pain when his cock entered her but by the time he was in to the hilt, it’d passed. “Okay, baby?” His voice was hoarse. Damn, this felt good. She was so tight and so fucking warm. He started moving, pulling back slowly while making sure his head stayed inside her, and groaned when he felt the Ben Wa balls start to move. He didn’t want to hurt her more than necessary but he felt himself almost instantly accelerate. “Fuck!” Mia’s nails dug into the sheet, her back arched as Kevin pumped inside her. The balls kept jiggling around in time with his thrusts, taking things further without her being able to do anything about it. “This is amazing.” She heard his strangled words and it pushed her over the edge. She rocked her hips each time he thrust forward, clenched her walls around him each time he pulled back. He growled, “Are you trying to kill me, baby?” “I just want-“ she gasped, “I want this to be good for you. Even if it’s my…my first time. GOD!” She saw stars when after a mighty thrust one of the balls hit her G-spot. “Don’t worry about me, just focus on coming,” Kevin responded, sounding almost out of breath. “That…won’t be…a problem!” She decided she couldn’t talk anymore. Closing her eyes, she hung on and focused on the feel of him stretching her in a place she’d never allowed any man before. Of the balls she’d never used before, currently banging against her inner walls and creating amazing sensations she wouldn’t soon forget. She remembered all the crazy stuff she’d done, trying to get Kevin to notice her. Her as a woman, someone who was worth his time and effort. And it had worked. And here she was, in his house, on his bed, with him so deep inside her she didn’t know where he started and she ended. “Kevin!” she screamed his name as her orgasm hit, heat spreading through her body like a wild bushfire.

“Mia!” Her name tore out of his mouth as he came in sharp, thick jets to the deep of her.

**** They were lying side by side on the disturbed sheet, both gasping for breath while sweat glistened on their bodies. “Thank you.” Mia turned to her side, “It was my pleasure.” Kevin grinned, his eyes still closed. He grabbed her hand in his and squeezed, “I think I love you.” She froze. He opened his eyes and turned to face her, “Say something.” “I don’t know what to say.” “Scaring you, am I?” “Yeah.” “Why?” “You said…you said…it was just sex, Kevin!” “It was, at the beginning. Maybe it’s the fact I’ve come like I haven’t in years but I don’t care. I think I’m falling for you.” Oh my freaking god. She sure hadn’t expected that one! “Let’s talk about this in the morning.” “Sure, if you prefer.” He yawned as he brushed a tired hand over his chest. “Move your butt and I’ll get the duvet over us.” She did as told and sighed when he dropped the covers over her. Snuggling into the nearest pillow, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep, and even with his amazing announcement, she managed to fall asleep straight away. Hard sex would do this to you, you know.

Chapter Six: Cabin Closure She’d left.

In an angry daze, Kevin got dressed and grabbing his car keys, hurried outside. She’d fucking left! He drove like a lunatic along the windy mountain roads, hoping she’d gone back to her cabin where at least it’d be private. He couldn’t believe she’d left before he’d woken up. After what they’d done the night before, after what he’d told her -hold on a minute. Of course. It hadn’t been the sex that had made her run, it’d been the love talk. He nearly slapped himself. Of all the stupid things to do, he’d had to open his big mouth and tell her that. It wasn’t that it wasn’t true because he wouldn’t have told her otherwise, hot sex or not. It wasn’t that he’d been so high on endorphins or some other things. It wasn’t even because he’d been the first to take her in the ass, knowing she’d trusted him enough to accept him. Knowing she’d enjoyed it and that he’d made her come. That sure had been an ego stroke. No, it wasn’t all that. It was just that he’d come to realize he didn’t want to wait to bump into her in town to see her again. That’s why he’d dropped that note on her porch, luring her to his house. He’d felt the urge to see her, to make love to her of course but also to see her smile and hear her smart-ass remarks. He had it bad. Cursing at himself, he parked in front of her house and not even bothering to lock his car, ran up the front steps and banged on her door. “Mia! Open up!” The door jerked open and he nearly fell against her. Righting himself at the last second by grabbing onto the doorjamb, he loomed over her and said, “Why in hell did you do that?” “Do what?” She wiped her hands on her thighs, clearly tense. “Leave!” “I had to feed Killer.” “Don’t bullshit me, Mia,” he snapped back, stepping forward until she had no choice but to let him in. The door slammed shut behind him and they found themselves in the empty hallway, no dog in sight. “He’s not even here.” “How do you know?” “He’s not growling at me for one and he wouldn’t let you open the door without him being there.” She pulled back, “You don’t know that. It’s not like we ever had a relationship, Kevin. We just had sex! Hot sex, okay, but that was all. You don’t know anything about my life!“ “Don’t I?” He stalked her until she had her back pressed to the wall. “Mia Adams, 31, fashion designer. You live in NYC but when you need inspiration, you stay in your cabin. Right here.” His hands slapped the wall on either side of her face. “Want me to continue?” “How did you learn all this?”

“I made a point of learning more about you when I realized there was more to it than sex.” “There’s not more-“ she cut herself short. “Isn’t there?” “That’s why you ran this morning, isn’t it?” He braced himself on his palms and lowered his body so it skimmed hers. “Isn’t it, baby?” “What if it was?” Her words were barely above a whisper. “Don’t you want to see where this would take us?” He brushed his lips on her forehead. “I know our relationship started on a strange basis, that we had sex before even going on a date but…” He let his voice trail as his gaze locked on hers. “Don’t you think we should try to see where it goes? Where it might take us?” “More sex?” He exhaled, “This isn’t only about sex, Mia.” “Isn’t it?” Her right hand came to rest on his waist. “No.” He shook his head. “That’s what I’m trying to say!” “Then prove it.” Her eyes flashed. “No sex for two weeks, just dates. Nothing complicated, just us two spending some time together with our clothes on.” He stared into her eyes for a silent moment then nodded, “You’re on.” Want to take bets on who won?

The End

ABOUT EMMA HILLMAN Emma Hillman never plans her stories. She just lets the characters have fun and hopes the ending will make sense. It usually does. She lives in Paris with a husband, a toddler and two loud pets. She speaks several languages but only reads books in English because she says it sounds better. She’s been running her fiction web site for years and has made many friends and fans across the world, and is very thankful for their continued support and inspiration. Between working full-time and taking care of her family and house, she can be found reading fiction, cooking or watching Playhouse Disney - don’t ask.

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