Nice and Naughty (2 page)

As though he sensed her train of thought, the man backed away a few steps, displaying his non-threatening intent. He left the path clear for her to get in her car and drive away but her instincts shouted that she could trust him. She wanted to explore this attraction just a little bit further.

She leaned over the door and rested her fingertips on the hood release. The man’s gaze tracked her movement yet he didn’t encroach on her space. For a moment, the only sounds breaking the silence were the babble of the stream below, the gentle rustle of leaves from the tree branches overhead and a soft birdsong. The air between them crackled with tension.

Then, the metallic click of the hood’s latching mechanism disengaging relayed her decision to stay. A broad smile spread across his face, raising faint dimples that heightened his attractiveness. Alexa inclined her head in a “come here” gesture as she circled around to the front of the car.

He ambled to her side with a steady gait that made her cognizant of his confidence she wouldn’t run. Reaching for the edge of the hood simultaneously, their hands met. Sparks shot up her spine and she jerked. His arm wrapped around her waist in a protective hold. The solid strength kept her from losing her physical footing, but not her emotional balance. This close she could smell the unique combination of his leather gear and subtle, earthy cologne.

“Easy.” His hand smoothed down her side and across the top of her ass as he went back to lifting the hood. The blatant touch imbued her with respect for his natural ability to handle a woman. However, she retained enough rationality to admire the gleaming chrome of the engine that she cleaned with painstaking diligence each weekend she could manage the time. Together they leaned forward, caught by the lure of a ridiculously overpowered motor.

“This is an aftermarket addition. Did you do this yourself?” His raised eyebrow conveyed his surprise.

“Yeah.”

“I’m impressed. Are you a mechanic?”

“Nope, this is just a hobby.” She smirked.

“Some hobby. I
am
a mechanic. This is a damn fine job.”

Alexa basked in his appreciation for details. None of her friends understood her devotion to this machine. They couldn’t comprehend why she spent the majority of her precious free time refining each tiny part until it was flawless. This man obviously did. He ran his hand along the connections, searching with deft flicks of his fingertips for imperfections where none existed. His satisfied nod had her beaming.

“Jesus, woman. If someone told me I’d have the chance to play with a car like this today, I’d have said that nothing could distract me. But the way you’re looking at me…”

His voice trailed off as she reached up to do a little exploring of her own. Her hand moved on autopilot, following her desire, cupping the side of his stubbled face.
Is this guy for real?

The wet heat of his lips on her palm rasped against her nerves, stronger than any dream. She whimpered as he turned his head to lick the center of her palm before catching the sensitive skin between her thumb and index finger in his teeth in a gentle nip. The move set her ablaze, destroying common sense.

“Kiss me,” she demanded.

He didn’t need to be told twice. With a low groan, he closed the narrow gap between them, sealing his mouth over hers. He dropped the hood in place and put his hand to better use, wrapping it around her hip, yanking her tight against the hard plane of his chest. His height made Alexa strain on tiptoes to return his kiss. Eager to help, he tucked his other hand around her thigh, just beneath the curve of her ass, and hoisted her up higher on his body.

Even as he bit at her lips, the growing evidence of his desire prodded the fly of her shorts. The denim she wore couldn’t prevent the thick ridge of his dick from imprinting the soft curve of her belly as it filled with each rapid beat of his heart, pressing into her. She squirmed against him, instinctively aligning them so her pussy rubbed against the bulge in his jeans.

They fit perfectly together.

Her hands tangled in his hair, loving the way the silky strands teased the sensitive crevices between her fingers. She kneaded his scalp, urging him to take her mouth deeper. His head angled over hers, intensifying the kiss as his tongue lashed playfully against the seam of her lips. She drew it inside her mouth and sucked. He tasted like peppermint.

She moaned with regret when he pulled away.

“I’m going to set you on the hood.” He rumbled in her ear in between nibbles of her neck.

“No! Wait.”

Though he looked disappointed, he stopped without hesitation. The heat suffusing her face highlighted her discomfort with being so brazen. “I…I don’t want to scratch the paint. Take my shorts off first.”

Strained laughter burst from his chest. It transformed his features from rugged to unbearably handsome.

“Honey, you’re my every fantasy.”

Kneeling in front of her, he flipped up the hem of her shirt to place hungry kisses on her stomach as he unbuttoned her cutoffs. He lowered them down her legs, following the fabric with his mouth, kissing a trail of fire down her inner thighs. Alexa shuddered when work-roughened hands grabbed her ass and placed her on the car like some erotic hood ornament. Guiding her feet, he rested them on the front fender, straddling his torso. Her arms fell back, braced behind her. Although the metal warmed her skin, bare now except for the sexy thong she wore, the shade kept it from burning her. His hands ran up her abdomen, pushing the halter top higher to expose her breasts. She would have begged him to touch her but he seemed to know exactly where and how she wanted to be stroked. One of his hands cupped a breast while his tongue laved the aching center of the other. With the side of his face tucked against her skin, which glistened with a fine sheen of perspiration, he looked up. The desire burning in his eyes matched the lust roaring inside her. Their gazes locked. He waited for her to take the next step.

“More,” was all she could say.

“Yes.” His hands raked down her torso, fingers grazing each rib with tantalizing precision. When they feathered over her abdomen, her muscles reflexively tightened. Alexa wasn’t sure who moaned when the contraction caused the arousal building inside her to flow out onto her pussy lips, soaking the tiny cotton band tucked between her legs. She thought she heard a gruff, muffled curse just before he tugged the strip of her underwear to the side and buried his face between her legs. Then she didn’t care. The combination of her copious fluids and the heat of his mouth against her shaved mound wiped away everything else. When his tongue dipped between her labia to circle her clit www.samhainpublishing.com

she almost came on the spot. His enthusiastic lapping drew out her arousal, which he devoured as though he couldn’t get enough of her taste. Pleasure flowed from his skilled mouth directly into her veins. With her head tilted back, her half-closed eyes facing the fluffy clouds in the perfect blue sky, she concentrated on the intoxicating way he manipulated her flesh and didn’t notice his hand moving until the blunt tip of his finger tested her dripping pussy. She moaned and thrust her hips at his seeking hand. He worked her open, dipping in further each time he drove the digit inside. When his finger tunneled within her, palm facing upwards, he curled the long length until it pressed against her G-spot. The sensation overwhelmed her with pleasure. This man had moves she had only read about. Hovering on the edge of an orgasm, she shrieked. Mistaking the cry of pleasure for surprise or pain, he paused, keeping her climax just out of reach. In that moment of clarity, she craved more. Having the most amazing orgasm of her life no longer seemed like enough.

“I want you inside me. Now.”

It may not have been the most graceful move she ever saw, but he somehow managed to balance her thighs on his shoulders while he ripped his wallet from his back pocket. He retrieved a condom before dropping the billfold on the ground, unconcerned about the rest of the contents. With one hand, he got the button of his jeans undone and the fly spread open. The other hand shoved his pants and dark gray briefs out of the way, allowing him to thread the most magnificent cock she’d ever seen through the opening of his leather chaps.

As he rolled the condom over his raging hard-on, he stepped between her legs and claimed her mouth. This kiss was a thousand times more potent than the first, so stimulating it shocked her. Unrestrained now, he possessed her with a natural dominance that coerced her body to bow even closer to his. While he claimed her mouth, he massaged her clit. The contrast of his harsh kiss and tender teasing had her writhing beneath him.

“Now. Please, now.”

His knees bent forward, resting on the edge of the hood, and the head of his cock notched against her a moment before he thrust, driving his broad shaft a few inches inside her tight, clinging sheath. Her arms came up, banding around his solid back.

“You feel so fucking good.” He groaned. “I’m not going to last.”

The pure passion inflecting his words, combined with the forbidden intensity of the moment, poised her on the edge of climax. He withdrew until only the bulbous head of his cock remained before thrusting. His long, thick cock exhilarated each sensitive nerve ending along the way until her pussy completely encased him. When he tucked his pubic bone against her clit and ground his hips in a provocative circle, she shattered. His hands clamped around her shoulders, anchoring himself deep inside her. His teeth raked the side of her neck as the waves of orgasm crashed over her again and again. The guttural cry that echoed in the empty ravine as he joined her mirrored her own sense of relief and utter completion.

A startled bird left the tree overhead with a flutter. Then the only sounds filling the void were their harsh breathing, the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze and the tick of the engine cooling beneath her ass.

Limp, Alexa lay draped across the hood of the car, her legs splayed on either side of his tapered waist as she struggled to catch the breath he’d stolen from her. Slowly, very slowly, the world sharpened into focus. He shifted above her, slipping out of the swollen channel of her sex. She sighed at the loss.

He braced himself on his elbows and looked down into her eyes with a soulful gaze before speaking.

“My name is Justin.”

And just like that, the spell broke.

She flinched and rolled from the hood, forcing him to step back to keep his balance. He must have read the horror on her face because he started scrambling to adjust his clothes.

“Shit, don’t do that. Don’t go.” Instead of halting her, the frustrated order spurred her on.

She grabbed her shorts from the ground and stepped into them with the practice of someone who often gets called out of the house on emergencies during the night. She was already in the driver’s seat, starting the car, by the time he had gathered his wallet, its scattered contents, and regrouped enough to start after her.

“Damn it, tell me your name!”

Alexa shook her head in denial before throwing the car in gear and peeling out of the parking area without a thought for the damage rocks or sticks kicked up against the paint could do. She fought tears when she looked in her rearview mirror and saw him kick the trunk of the tree they’d made love under.

No, fucked under. She’d gone temporarily insane and had sex with a perfect stranger whose name she hadn’t even known.

What the hell came over me?

Chapter Two

“It was bound to happen sooner or later.” Jamie sat across the high top table from Alexa and tried to alleviate some of the misery bubbling inside her best friend. “Sweetie, you were like a sexual pressure cooker. Something had to give.”

“Jamie, were you listening? I had sex with a total stranger. In broad daylight. Where anyone might have seen us. I must be insane!” Alexa dropped her head between her hands. Her professional façade never cracked like this at work. Even now, most people wouldn’t see the distress harbored within the polished businesswoman perched on the stool next to Jamie in their office building’s coffee shop. But she had taken one look at Alexa’s normally meticulous appearance this morning and noticed her mismatched earrings. Then, when the other woman almost forgot her eight o’clock meeting, it confirmed Jamie’s suspicions. Something serious had upset her friend, she never missed an appointment. Maybe…

“Were you careful?”

Alexa grimaced. “No, I just told you…”

“I mean, did you use protection?” If she didn’t look so wretched, Jamie might have laughed.

“Oh. Uh, yeah, he did.” Her friend turned a delicate shade of red, her fingernails tapping on the paper wrapper around her drink. “But, honestly, if he hadn’t thought of it, I probably wouldn’t even have noticed.”

“Then it was good?” Jamie grinned, delighted someone had blasted through the calm reserve Alexa wrapped around her like a shield.

“God, I’ve never felt anything like it before,” she admitted. Her eyes glazed in reverie for a moment before she stammered. “But that’s not the point. Jamie, I can’t believe I did something so stupid, so fucking irresponsible.”

“Well I, for one, am glad you did. I keep telling you these men you date can’t give you what you need. You’re never satisfied with them.” Jamie sighed. Sometimes a friend just had to tell it like it was. “Girl, I wouldn’t even call most of them dates. The suits attend professional functions with you. They have different names, sure, but they’re all stamped from the same mold. Boring, boring, boring.”

Jamie knew she might be getting somewhere when Alexa didn’t even try to refute it.

“They may be boring, but they’re dependable, conservative and respectable. Wild guys aren’t good relationship material.”

“How would you know, Alexa? Just ’cause one jerk burned you doesn’t mean men who are adventurous and trustworthy don’t exist.”