MisMatch (A Humorous Contemporary Romance) (5 page)

He kissed his way to the juncture of her
thighs then paused. Jessica could have sworn she heard him mumble
something like, “So pretty.”

The first stroke of his tongue was a
surprise, as he licked a path from her center to the tight bundle
of nerves. The second titillated as he avoided direct pressure on
the one place that could send her over the edge. The third,
excruciatingly slow lick, was a revelation as he sipped at her
juices and took his time. He lapped at her lips like a starving
man, varying the pace and keeping her guessing. When he started
slow controlled flicks of his tongue she locked her legs around his
head.

“Jesus, that feels so good.”

His deft tongue swirled around her clitoris,
and she bucked in his arms. Tingles started before she could even
understand what was happening. He increased the tempo, and the
imminent orgasm sent electric shocks through Jessica’s body.

Her release slammed through her quickly and
with the force to make her limp. But she held his head to her as
she rode out wave after wave of bliss.

Jessica didn’t know how long they stayed
like that. Even after she came, he placed soft kisses on her lips
as she sank down from her high. When he shifted over her, she
reached for his belt, but he stayed her hands.

“No.”

Jessica shrank back as if she’d been
slapped. The hurt sliced her quick and deep, and she immediately
started to adjust her clothing.

“Relax, Sassy. For what I have in mind, I
need a lot more uninterrupted time and some privacy.”

Oh. Well. Then
.
“Did you want to get out of here?”

His voice was guttural. “Yes.”

That was good enough for her.

Thirty minutes later, Jessica shivered as
her mystery man brushed his fingers up her spine. “You keep doing
that, and I'm going to drop my keys. No keys means we don’t make it
inside.” Was she making a mistake bringing him here to her house?
When she’d told him to follow her home, the warning bells had only
been a distant chime. Now they rang only marginally louder.

He nipped at the sensitive juncture between
her neck and shoulders. In the darkness, she couldn't make out his
features. But she knew them enough to know the intense green gaze
that pierced her soul every time she met it.

“We don't have to go inside for what I have
planned.”

“I thought you said for what you had in mind
you needed some privacy.”

“I needed a place where we were sure not to
be interrupted. I couldn't guarantee that at the club.”

She turned to face him. “Patience is a
virtue. Or so I'm told.”

“Not one of mine.” He dipped his head to
kiss her and stopped just short of their lips meeting.

Blood roared in her ears, and her knees
wobbled from the blow of lust that hit her.
Shit
! His touches had been near platonic since they
left the club, but she was still hot. Still ached for him. Reaching
behind herself, she tried the keys again. Still nothing. Damn. If
she couldn’t find the key in the dark, she'd have to resort to
looking under the stones on the front porch.
Note
to self. Before bringing home totally hot man, make sure you have
keys to your new place.
“H-how are you doing this?”

With feather light pressure, he stroked her
cheek. For several desperate seconds, she couldn’t remember her
name.

“Doing what?”

“Making me feel like this. You’re not even
my type.”

The right corner of his lips quirked up.
“You picked me up, remember? I saw you staring at me from across
the room.” He shrugged and nuzzled her neck again. “Maybe it was
that artist. He seemed to work every woman there into a
frenzy.”

Jessica leveled a gaze at him. This was the
part where she'd normally go for some quip, but for once she aimed
for honesty. “I’ll admit you were helped out a little by the show,
but by the time I saw you, I was mostly back to normal. It was
total pandemonium in there when he was done.” She shrugged.
“Besides, there's this easy sex appeal to you. I don’t understand
it, but I'm exactly where I want to be, with who I want to be
with.”

She tried one more key behind her back and
finally the lock gave. She opened the door just as her date slanted
a kiss over her lips. Electric currents ran over every contact
point their skin made. Desperate to have more of him, she rocked
her hips against his. He growled against her lips and held her hips
against him. His thick, rigid cock pressed into her belly. Her mind
swam with the sensations he elicited in her. She could still feel
his tongue as it stroked her to orgasm. Still remembered how his
fingers caressed her and mimicked the actions of his cock.

Jessica yanked on his blazer and tried to
pull him inside.

“Where are you going?”

She chuckled. “To my bed.” Reaching inside
his blazer, she smoothed her hands over his shoulders and slid the
jacket off. The black cotton shirt he wore underneath revealed a
yin and yang tattoo on his forearm.
Well, well.
Aren’t we the dark horse
?

He sipped at her lips and held her ass in
place. Involuntarily, she rocked against him, and he moaned. “We'll
get to the bed. But first, I have something else in mind.” His
hands started tugging on the fabric of her dress.

Having a good idea where he wanted to take
things, Jessica dropped her head back. “Oh, God. I don’t know if I
can take this.”

“Oh, I'm pretty sure you can.” He rocked his
hips into her.

She met his thrust with her own, relishing
the thick length and feel of his erection. Needing to feel him
inside her. “How are you so sure?”

“Because you’re hot. I can feel it. I want
to see just how hot I can make you burn.”

He stepped into her space, forcing her to
either hold her ground and have his hard, sexy form plastered
against her body, or stagger a step back and plaster herself
against the doorframe. She chose the cowardly route, though that
only delayed the inevitable. He braced both his hands on either
side of her head and leaned in.

With a deep growl, he slid his hands down
her bare back and over the curve of her ass to the backs of her
legs. He lifted her up, urging her legs around his hips, all the
while devouring her lips. Raw need and energy rolled off of him in
waves that scorched her skin and made her feel like she could
combust at any moment.

“What are you doing?” She breathed. “We
can’t do this out here.”

His hips rolled into hers, and the thick,
hard length of him rubbed against her heated core. “Do you feel how
hard I am? I can’t think straight when I look at you. You’re making
me lose control.”

Jessica studied him. He was not the kind of
man to lose control. But she was bringing him to that edge? She
liked the sound of that. Tentatively, she rocked her hips
again.

His hands stole beneath the satin fabric of
her dress, skimming up her thighs and delving between their bodies.
He hissed as he came into contact with her slick flesh again. “You
are so hot. Still slick.”

He braced his forehead against hers and
caressed her sensitive flesh with his thumb. Stroking up and down,
he spread her juices from cleft to clit. A low keening sound
bubbled from her throat before she could stop it. His thumb circled
her wet opening before dipping in, and Jessica arched her back into
his strokes. “Yes. Please.”

When he stroked upward again and circled her
clit, Jessica’s thighs quivered, and she bit back a moan. Without
even trying, he could take her so close to the edge.

“You’re already so wet for me.”

“I’ve been wet since the club.” It didn’t
hurt that he’d licked her to orgasm already.

He nuzzled her neck and inhaled. “I’m
starting to think waiting was a mistake. You have me a little on
edge.”

His strokes on her clit were so gentle and
numbingly slow, she ached for more. Ached for all of him. But he
seemed determined not to give it to her. Impatient, she rolled her
hips into his thumb. The hand holding up her bottom squeezed, and
he nipped her neck. “You keep that up, and I will fuck you out here
instead of on your bed.”

“Who said I wanted to be in the bed?” she
said with a smile.

His body jerked, then abruptly his thumb
stopped stroking her and worked the button and zipper of his
slacks.

Jessica reached for him, eager to help.

He shoved her hands away. “You touch my cock
right now and this is over. I’ll be coming outside of you instead
of inside you.”

***

With shaking hands, Eli fought for control.
She smelled so good—spicy and sweet. Her perfume wove an
intoxicating trap around him, like her scent was a direct line to
his cock. The heat from her core surrounded his dick, and he waged
war with himself trying to keep things under control.

She rocked her hips again, and he ground out
a curse.
Come on, man, she wants you.
The
other part of his brain said
, But I’m not an
animal. I’m not going to take her at the front door where anyone
with the gate code could come in and see her.
And back and
forth the war went until she dug her hands in his hair and tugged
him close.

“I need you now.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck
.
His mind held onto the tether of control for only a second more.
Using his body to brace her against the doorway, he used his free
hand to retrieve the condom from his pocket. Making quick work of
the foil wrapper, he had himself sheathed in seconds.

The animal was out and free and needed to
claim her as his. Reaching between them, he guided his straining
erection to her moist opening and laid more of his body weight
against her to give her some support.

When the straining head came into contact
with her soft, dewy core, only one word came to mind. “Mine.” The
tip of his erection pushed into her, and her softness made way for
him to a point. He withdrew an inch and inched forward again,
seating himself deeper within her.

Jessica tossed her head back and bit her
bottom lip.

He froze. “Jessica, look at me.” Her eyes
fluttered open and her gaze met his. “Am I hurting you?”

She shook her head. “You’re big, but it
feels so good.”

Eli withdrew almost to the tip then pushed
forward again, and she moaned. He repeated the deep strokes until
she actively started swiveling her hips to match time with his.

Grabbing her tight little ass with both
hands, he canted her hips so he could angle and hit her G spot. On
the first stroke, her walls tightened around him, and she
moaned.

He rode out her unexpected orgasm as best he
could. Her whole body shook and clamped around his pulsing
erection. Eli savagely bit back the urge to follow her in her
ecstasy freefall and instead stayed seated within her.

She panted and rolled her head side to side.
Taking her lips again, he coaxed her into a soft kiss, then he
demanded that her tongue meet his. He sucked on her tongue and felt
her slick sheath milk him.

“I—”

“You don’t think we’re done, do you? I’ve
barely gotten started.” He withdrew his cock again, and her walls
protested as they slid along the length of him.

When he slid deep again, she sighed.
“Jesus.”

He repeated the action in a slower more
steady rhythm; he needed her hot and panting again before he rode
her hard. On his third stroke, her pussy quickened around him. She
clenched her hands in his hair as she rode the length of him.

Jessica arched her back, offering her
breasts up to him. Bracing her ass with one hand, he tugged a
delicate strap of her dress off her shoulder until the full mound
of her breast was exposed to moonlight. Dipping his head, he lifted
the stiff peak into his mouth with his tongue. Suckling her, he
moaned. The taste of her was so sweet, so delectable; she was like
the finest dessert. Despite her petite frame, her breasts were full
and more than a mouthful

When he grazed her nipple with his teeth,
she hissed but held his head in place with her hands. As he
feasted, he worked the other shoulder strap down, all the while
maintaining his strokes. “Oh fuck.” A tiny silver hoop pierced the
delicate flesh of her other nipple. He latched onto the delicate
ring with his teeth and tugged gently before suckling on the taut
bud.

Jessica arched her back again. “What are you
doing to me? “

Her orgasm slammed into her fast, like the
first. This time, Eli couldn’t control his response. The tingling
of his spine grew more insistent. He needed to come so bad. Needed
to mark her forever as his.

Thrust for thrust, she met him. The tingling
shot to the base of his neck, and ecstasy rolled through him as he
came. Not wanting to let her go, he held her tight to him, even as
his orgasm tore him apart.

As the moon and stars looked down on them,
neither made a move to disengage.

It took several long moments before Jessica
spoke. “What was that? And where do I get some more?”

Something bright and warm slashed across
Eli's lids. Bleary-eyed, he blinked. Sunlight.
Perfect
. How the hell had he forgotten to close his
blinds last night? He had blackout shades for a reason. With the
kind of work he did, he kept odd hours, hence the need to sleep
properly when he actually got a chance.

He yawned and slung his arms high to stretch
when satin flesh against his dick stopped him with a slow wiggle.
Oh shit. Jessica.
What. The. Fuck. He'd
never slept over at a woman’s place. Shit shit shit. Not ever. Let
alone a woman who didn’t know his name. He froze.

She continued to wiggle and snuggle. Even
though his brain issued the directive to his dick to stay silent
and sleeping, the soldier didn't feel up to taking orders from
anyone this morning. He was too busy trying to repeat the
activities of last night.