Lovers by Christmas: (3 page)

She froze. Should she stop him? Her body naturally relaxed. God no. They were up there alone, in the shadows, and if anyone could see them, she didn’t care. He lifted her left leg and hooked it on his shoulder, and then his mouth was on her before she could even choke out a word.

With a long moan, she dropped her head back as his tongue dipped in her pussy.

He swirled his big tongue over her clit, making S’s and I’s between her folds.

Okay, okay. Oh my God.

Eyes rolling in the back of her head, she tried to keep from sliding down the wall into a puddle while he moved his mouth on her pussy and rubbed his palm up and down her thigh. Her nipples puckered from exposure to the crispy November air, but every part of her was on fire. A throbbing began low with steady consistence, and she gasped as he tugged gently on her clit, changing from slow and lazy to fast and eager, drawing out her orgasm with each tender suck.

Eyes widening, she slapped a hand over her mouth. An explosion so massive, she smothered a scream of pleasure. Panting, she quivered in the aftermath as her clit convulsed on his lips for long, heart-stopping seconds. Shaking and breathless while the orgasm receded, she whimpered while his mouth continued to rub on her soaked pussy until he gave it one last lick. Her body shuddered uncontrollably.

Kenner gently removed her leg from his shoulder and stood up, unbuttoning his shirt. She yearned to tell him to take it off, but she was too weak to make such a command.

He kept his shirt on, leaving it unbuttoned as he jerked her to him. Before she could catch her breath, he kissed her, his solid heat soothing her cold nipples while he rocked his erection on her lower stomach.

Thea wanted
more.

“I have a condom,” she told him in a raspy voice.

He pulled back and looked in her eyes with a look of slight disbelief.

“From the restroom,” she explained. “I got one from the attendant.”

The blaze in his gaze intensified. “Get it,” he said hoarsely.

Trembling, she bent down to her clutch. She heard a belt buckle and a zipper coming undone while she groped for the protection. Using her hands to scramble back up the wall under heavy legs, she handed the condom to him. He took it, then swooped his mouth to hers, kissing her deep. Unable to stand the wait, she made quick work to pull his pants over his butt and free his stiff cock from his underwear.

Swiftly, he rolled the condom on, gripped her hips with his strong hands, then hoisted her higher against the wall. Secured between the wall and Kenner, she locked her legs around him, her naked sex flush to his hot, thick girth. Moving them to the left, he set her on an empty crate box, the tip of him teasing her throbbing center. Then he moved his hips back, and slowly slid inside her.

She bit her bottom lip, clenching her fingers on his hard shoulders, moaning at the size of him penetrating her. Kenner lips parted, and a low growl vibrated from his throat when she raised her knees up and squeezed his ribs. He sank in deeper, gripping her butt, and began giving long, slow thrusts.

She shakily met his mouth as he pumped his hips. Their tongues tangled while they bucked against one another, and she knew she was going to come quickly. She dropped her thighs wide, and Kenner growled, thrusting faster, digging strong fingers in her hipbones. Each penetration of his cock conjured another pang of pleasure that built on the one before, growing in power.

Kenner buried his face in her neck, pistoning hips wildly, then plunged hard and slow, the alternating speeds causing Thea to lose her mind in lust.

Her high-pitched moans were in sync with his low cries. The musk of him was deep in her nose with his cheek pressed against hers, his ear close to her mouth. The pleasure caught her and wouldn’t let go, and she closed her eyes to let it takeover without a fight.

She held on while the wave built, the pulsating sensation coming closer and closer, until it burst with bliss a thousand fold, shocking and paralyzing her. “Oh my God!” Blind, she held on to him as he bucked his hips faster.

Murmuring incoherently, she turned her face away from him, astounded by the impact.

Three more deep thrusts, and Kenner groaned loud and trembled, his movements beginning to slow.

They panted, holding each other, and Thea was sure once he pulled away, she wouldn’t be able to stand on her own without sinking to the floor. But he didn’t let go right away; he remained inside her, holding her, exhaling on her neck.

Okay…that was different.
She’d had good sex before, but not like with that kind of carnal ferocity. Not with someone whose last name she didn’t even know.

Part of her wanted to push him away, with a look of total disbelief and even a little fear of the level of intensity, but she didn’t. She could handle this.
Just relax.

Kenner kissed her collarbone, then gently eased out. Her chest rose and fell with each needed breath while he calmly removed the condom, then tucked himself in his underwear, fastened his zipper and belt buckle. Finally able to use her legs, Thea climbed off, pulled her panties on, and smoothed her skirt down.

This was a first for her. She didn’t know what to say, let alone what to do.

Her hands shook as she fastened her bra, avoiding his eyes while he buttoned his shirt. Did he expect her to say something? Did anything need to be said? Determined to make this as less awkward as possible, she buttoned her blouse and tucked it in, then ran a hand to smooth her hair. “Well…”

He quirked a brow, then raked a hand down his mouth and chin. “Well.”

Yes, there was definitely nothing they had to say at this point except… “Goodnight.” She reached to grab her clutch, then headed toward the roof door.

Kenner caught her hand. “Wait.”

She turned and met his gaze.

“Come home with me.”

It was an invitation she didn’t expect. They’d already had sex. What more did he want? Obviously, more of that.

And she did too.

“Okay,” she whispered, shocking herself and him.

They took a cab. He didn’t live far from the lounge, only a few miles away in a luxury, upscale apartment building. Neither of them said anything on the way there, but she felt any attempt at filling the silence would come across as nervousness, and break the spell they’d created.

His home was contemporary and spacious, with floor-to-ceiling windows, stainless steel appliances, marble countertops, and overstuffed burgundy leather furnishings, from what she could see in the dim light of the foyer. Utterly masculine, but barren for the most part. She surmised he must be a very good “ad exec” to be able to afford a place like this in the heart of San Francisco.

“Would you like something to drink?” he asked. His shoes punctuated on the hardwood floors while he strolled to his kitchen.

“Water, please.”

After he handed her a glass, she swallowed most of it, then kicked off her shoes and headed toward the bedroom.

No Christmas decorations whatsoever. No pictures on the wall. Just an unadorned, white-walled, minimally furnished, painfully expensive residence. The interior decorator in her squealed at what she could do with a space like this. But no, she wasn’t there to be an interior decorator, she was there to be a one-night stand.

CHAPTER FOUR

Mind-blowing sex on the roof should’ve been enough to satiate Kenner’s lust and loneliness.

It wasn’t.

Even after getting the sweetest gift all year, he wanted more. He never made it a habit to bring one-night stands back to his place; he always got a hotel room. Over the years, he’d learned it was wiser not to reveal where he called home. The couple times he made that mistake, women would show up at his door and ask why he never called them. He sensed Thea wouldn’t be one of those however.

He knew she’d never done anything like they’d done before: sex in public with a man she barely knew.

So caught up in the moment afterward, he was belatedly shocked he’d seduced Thea so quickly, then realized it was
her
who’d seduced
him
.

An interesting change of pace.

Placing his hands in his pockets, he trailed after this sexy woman to his room and found her naked and lounging on the edge of his bed with a beguiling light in her eyes and a come-hither smile on her lips.

Goddamn.
He’d only gotten a glimpse of her body on the roof. With the lack of light and most of her clothes on, he’d only been able to feel with his hands and taste with his tongue. But now, he could take her all in. She was the epitome of feminine allure. All soft hips and waist, long hair, and those jaw-dropping legs.

His cock stiffened instantly, and the sensual invitation in her eyes had him jerking his clothes off in short order and joining her on the bed.

It felt right to have her here, tonight, in his home and on his bed.

He crawled toward her and she scooted back, opening her legs. She held his gaze and set her hand on his cheek. Made him feel wanted, needed, as a man, not as a doctor. As their mouths met, they each inhaled, breathing one another in. She was his sanctuary for the night and he was hers.

Looking to take his time, he determined to touch and taste every inch of her before he even thought of putting his dick inside her again. He bent his head to her breast, and she arched, giving a faint moan. While his tongue traced circles around her nipple, he traveled his hand down her stomach to her sex, spreading the folds, and finding her slick and hot.

Exploring her body was his new obsession, kissing along each rib, and dipping his tongue in her navel. He moaned at the natural scent of her skin, the softness to his roughness while he made his way down. Running his hands along her legs, he kissed her knee, and trailed his mouth along her inner thighs, scraping his face along her stomach and chest before meeting her mouth again. She hissed at the scrape of his day-old beard on her soft skin, but in a way that told him she liked it.

He reached for a condom from his nightstand and managed to get it on. Before he could make another move, Thea pushed his shoulders and turned him to his back, and climbed on top.

Yes. Whatever you want.

She grabbed his cock, stroked it, and eased herself down, devastating him with her taut sheath, the sight of her lovely body above his. Rocking up and down on him, she planted her hands on his chest, her breath hitching with every pump.

He grasped her hips, watching her, his jaw clenching at the stunning power of sexual fulfillment. With her long hair tickling his chest, her breasts bouncing so close to his mouth, her thighs locked at his sides, he was in heaven.

She was his gift. Wondrous and real at the same time.

He captured a nipple and sucked, making circles on her ass with his palms. A nice ass he could hold on to. Thea bowed her back, groaned, fingernails digging in his biceps. He released her breast and kissed the center of her chest, desperate to lose himself inside her, and his balls began to tighten, ready to send his dick to sweet oblivion. Laying back, staring at his angel, he wordlessly guided her faster, harder on him, and she acknowledged and followed his command.

Her voice pitched with approval and she dropped her head back. Thrusting his hips up, in almost unbearable pain, he reined in his raw need to come.
Shit. I’m going to lose it if she doesn’t come first.
Her hips undulated on his in a wild rhythm and he closed his eyes, groaning his fight.

“Kenner,” she said achingly.

He couldn’t help it, unable to control himself, a growl ripped from his throat as her walls milked him, his cock pulsating with his seed. Thea cried out, and clutched his arms while she rode her own wave of ecstasy. Her cries turned to whimpers, and his sensitive cock remained hard as she continued moving her ass up and down. He shuddered with every little languid pump of her hips, trying to make her still until he could breathe again.

Finally, she bent down on his chest and lay her head on him.

When she pulled her body from his and snuggled in, he let her. Usually, he didn’t like to cuddle, but with her, he didn’t see any other way. He
wanted
her close. He removed the condom and when she bent her lovely leg over his, he cupped the knee to keep it there, and brought her in so she’d lay her head on his chest.

Damn. He liked that a little too much.

Sleepy, he felt his eyes beginning to drift closed while he continued stroking her arm affectionately.

“Kenner…I could love you,” she whispered.

He froze. Her words were almost so imperceptible, he would’ve sworn what he heard was all in his head.

Did he hear her right?

She turned over, and he followed her, setting his arm around her waist. Frowning, he didn’t know how to process this.

The connection to her was so strong, it terrified him, and there was very little that could terrify him anymore. He’d seen a lot through his thirty-seven years.

They barely knew each other. Who was she? Where did she come from?