Love In A Nick Of Time (2 page)

Jenna had a smile on her face until her eyes met Samantha’s gaze. “What’s wrong?’ Jenna got up from the table and pulled Samantha into the living room. Have a seat. Can I get you something to drink, milk, juice, or a whiskey?”

Samantha sat down on the love seat and turned to face Jenna, “I broke up with Brian this morning. I don’t know if I have any feelings about it.”

Jenna sat down beside Samantha and hugged her. “Tell me what happened and I want all the details.”

“You and I have been really busy trying to get our business established. I felt kind of guilty about neglecting Brian. So this morning I was going to surprise him with breakfast in bed. Well the surprise was on me. He already had breakfast and she was walking around in my robe.”

Jenna couldn’t contain her surprise. “Oh no, Brian had another woman in his apartment!”

“Yeah, the child was barely nineteen.”

Jenna couldn’t help but be worried sometimes Sam’s emotions could be volatile. “You didn’t hurt her, did you?”

Samantha gave Jenna a questioning glare, “I would never go after the woman you know me better than that. You won’t believe this crap. Brian suggested I stay in the relationship so I wouldn’t have to attend Kevin’s wedding by myself.”

“That’s so lame. He should have tried the ‘I really love you baby bullshit lie’.”

“I want you to promise me that you won’t tell Michael. I don’t need Mr. Homicide all up in my business.”

Jenna had the grace to blush, “I don’t tell Michael everything.”

“Who are you kidding? Every time you try to keep something from him; you give it up in the throes of passion. What do you call it, the “slow pole”? Every time Michael puts it on you; you tell him everybody’s business?”

Jenna couldn’t lie. When Michael made love to her slow and hard, she would give up state secrets. “Yeah, I just know that if Michael was screwing around on me I’d kick the woman’s ass and then I would start on him.”

Samantha couldn’t contain her laughter Jenna was no bigger than a minute. The thought of her kicking somebody’s ass made Samantha laugh harder. “I can see you shooting somebody, but I can’t picture you kicking anybody’s ass.” Her stomach began to hurt from laughing so hard.

Jenna was glad to see Samantha laughing even if it was at her expense. “Oh you don’t think I could kick somebody’s ass.” Jenna stood up with her hands on her hips. “I’ll have you know when it comes to my man I could kick a bitch’s ass.”

Tears were rolling down her face and Samantha just noticed that Jenna had on bunny slippers. “Be sure to take off the bunnies first, we wouldn’t want your intended victim to get that idea she’s fighting a child.” Coming to see Jenna was a stroke of genius, she felt better already.

“You’re still leaving for Chicago next week, right?”

“Of course I’m still going to Chicago. I’ve been looking forward to this conference for months. I’m not staying home because Brian can’t keep his dick in his pants, besides maybe I’ll meet some sexy man that I can lose myself in for a couple of days.”

Jenna signed and gave Samantha a big hug. “You don’t mean that. People at those conferences are just looking for a quick hookup. I don’t think you’re emotionally capable of having a one night stand. It’s just not in your make up.”

“Love has let me down again Jenna. Who knows maybe my black prince will be waiting for me at the conference. If not, maybe I can get a couple of nights of hot, raunchy sex.”

***

Jenna was asleep by the time Michael got home from work. He undressed quickly and got into bed wrapping his arms around her. He kissed the back of her neck as his fingers traced her erect nipples and continued down her body until he reached the jackpot. Jenna was always wet and ready for him; he entered her folds with two fingers as he thumb pressed her clit.

“I need you Michael.” Jenna groaned as Michael continued to manipulate her with his fingers. She began moving with his hand and pushing her backside into his rock hard erection. “Don’t make me wait.” Her breathing became harsh as if she were running a race.

Michael pulled Jenna on top of him. “I want to taste those beauties while you ride me.” Jenna wasted no time, she climbed onto to his hard cock and rode him as he sucked and nipped at her breasts. Her breasts were so sensitive he could make her come just from sucking them. Suddenly he lifted her off his body. She grabbed his erection with her hand trying to pull it back in her honey pot.

Jenna almost cried with frustration. “Quit playing around.” Michael flipped her onto her back, got between her legs, and teased her clit with the tip of his cock.

“Daddy’s going to give you the slow pole tonight.” Michael laughed as Jenna begged him to make love to her. Jenna wrapped her legs around his waist trying to force him to move within her. “Is there anything I should know?” Michael said as he piston himself inside her.

Jenna immediately came to her senses and she tried to push Michael off her. He knew she’d tell him anything when she was beneath him. “You don’t play fair!” Jenna turned her face to the side as Michael tried to kiss her.

“Baby when it comes to keeping you and your friends safe I don’t play by anyone’s rules but my own.” Michael pulled out of her heat and teased her again.

“Michael please make love to me. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. Jenna pushed her pelvis up against him matching him stroke for stroke.

Michael refused to be rushed; he continued to give it to her hard and slow. If she didn’t break soon he was going to die of heart failure. “What happened to Sam today?”

“I promised her I wouldn’t tell.”

“Ah baby, she’ll understand that you couldn’t hold out.” He could tell that she was about to reach her peak when he pulled out of her once again. Her body was twitching as he slowly drove back into her.

“SamanthabrokeupwithBrianaftershecaughthimwithanotherwoman.” Even to her own ears, she barely seemed coherent.

With his iron control, Michael began to move a little faster. “Is Sam alright?”

“Yes, yes, I’m coming!!” Jenna arched her back as her climax took over.

Michael began to lose control as Jenna’s wetness gushed out of her. Damn he would never get enough of his woman. He kept shooting load after load of his seed deep into her hot core.

Jenna was exhausted. “I tell you one thing if I ever catch you with another woman I really will kick your ass.”

Michael chuckled and put her head on his chest. “I know you will baby, I know you will.”

***

It was 8:45 and Samantha was running behind. The continental breakfast began at 7:30. She would stop by the banquet room and grab a roll and some juice. If she hurried she could still make it to the main ballroom for the opening of the conference.

It didn’t help that she was staying at the Hyatt down the street, all the rooms at the Chicago Hilton had been booked months in advance. She would have taken a cab, but it was faster walking a couple blocks. Chicago’s blocks were long, what seemed like a couple of blocks felt like a mile. Now she felt hot and sweaty.

She was really looking forward to the disaster conference. The last three she attended were held in Las Vegas. She was happy with the changed in venue. Vegas is a great town, but not when you’re alone. Really how many times can a person visit the Grand Canyon and Hoover Dam?

The best time she had in Vegas was Jenna and Michael’s wedding. Despite her little hiccup today, Samantha really enjoyed attending disaster recovery conferences. They allowed her the opportunity to keep current in her field and keep track of colleagues she’s known for the last ten years.

Samantha took a seat near the back of the ballroom. A few minutes later someone came in and sat next to her. The first thing she noticed about him was the scent of his cologne it was light and fresh, not over powering. The second thing she noticed were his hands: strong powerful hands with long thick fingers, she would love to feel them on her body.

She also noticed his luscious full lips. As he raised his coffee cup her eyes slowly perused his face. Damn his deep honey skin looked so smooth. He looked at her and Samantha was embarrassed at being caught checking him out, but she couldn’t turn away.

He was Asian and his beautiful eyes were so dark they appeared to be black. His hair was cropped close to his head and it had a serious wave pattern. If he let it grow longer it would definitely be curly. Oh man, she wanted to rub her fingers through his hair.

Her musing was cut short with the introduction of the first speaker. The sexy man sitting next to her got up heading toward the podium. Samantha realized that she wasn’t the only female watching him walk to the front stage. Lord, he was tall; she never met an Asian who was taller than 5’9. He was really tall maybe 6’3 or 6’5, his walk was truly wicked; he sort of glided.

Samantha looked down at her program looking for his bio. His name is Allen Archer, a self made man with his own company and many considered him a genius. He entered MIT at the age of sixteen, has several degrees, and even a PHD in engineering.

She was reading the bio hoping to find out more about the man. Samantha couldn’t find the name or location of his company. Maybe he’s a situated here in Chicago. She found it interesting that with all the information listed there, it really didn’t say much about Allen Archer, the man.

***

The first thing he noticed about her was her high firm ass. Oh, he liked legs and breasts too, but he was definitely an ass man. This beauty had it in spades. He was running late but he followed her into the breakfast hall just to watch her walk, she picked up a roll and a bottle of juice and made her way to the main ballroom.

He saw several other male eyes watching the gentle sway of her hips. He frowned at them warning them off, he found her first. Fortunately for him she sat in the back giving him the opportunity to sit next to her. She had a citrus smell and her chocolate skin made him want to lick her from head to toe. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in spiral curls. He would love to see those soft curls across his pillow as he tunneled into her hot sheath.

Oh shit he felt his erection rising, this was so not an appropriate time. He moved to the front of the room prepared to give his spiel about how technology would benefit the emergency management and recovery world. What he really wanted to do is talk the beautiful honey into having dinner with him.

***

Samantha was mesmerized by Allen Archer’s speech. She could tell that he was a very confident man; a man used to getting his way. He mostly discussed the new technology and inventions that would make it easier for EMT and other emergency crews to do their jobs. At some point in his speech she felt as if he were speaking directly to her.

“Excuse me Miss is someone sitting here?”

Samantha looked up into a very attractive face without really seeing him, “I’m sorry that seat is taken.” Samantha put her purse in the chair to make sure Allen’s seat was saved. She looked back to the stage to find Allen staring at her with his piercing gaze. Evidently he was wondering if she was going to save his seat.

She wasn’t a little girl, but Samantha realized that she was in over her head. Allen Archer had her creaming in her panties with a mere look. He’d probably steal her soul if she actually had sex with him. He finished his speech and after the question and answer period quickly made his way back to his seat.

Allen sat in his chair and leaned toward the only person in the room who had his attention. “Okay where were we before we were so rudely interrupted. I think I meant to ask your name, where you’re from, and how long you’re staying in Chicago.”

Samantha had to laugh. Allen was too much. His voice was deep and sensual a definite compliment to a highly sexual man. “Well first of all, my name is Samantha. I’m from the Midwest and I’ll be here for the length of the conference.”

Allen smiled, but what he really wanted to do was cut through the cat and mouse games. He would love to haul Samantha over his shoulder and take her to his hotel room for two days of intense sex. If she were lucky maybe he would let her order room service. “You’re not good at giving information about yourself.”

“I could say the same thing about you. Your bio gave very little information about the real man. Are you teaching any of the workshops? Are you staying for the full conference? Where are you from?” Samantha took a sip of juice while waiting for Allen to respond.

Allen never wanted to be a bottle of juice in his life. At that moment he’d do just about anything to feel Samantha’s lips on his body. “No. Yes. I live in Washington.”

Samantha had to get to the next session so she stuck out her hand for Allen to shake. “It was nice meeting you Allen; I hope to see you later this evening at the party.”

Allen shook her hand and used his thumb to caress her knuckles and fingers. He heard the intake of her breath and saw the desire in her eyes. Whether she knew it or not she was primed, ready, and no one was going to pull the trigger but him. “The pleasure is all mine Samantha. I will definitely be at the party this evening and I want you to promise me that you’ll save me a dance.”