One Night Stand (4 page)

He made a throaty sound as he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers. His touch was light, playful, utterly intoxicating. He traced the line of her jaw with his lips. “Making out with you does have intense possibilities.” He lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Is that what you want?”

“Is that enough for you?”

His lips quirked. “I don’t relish the thought of going home with a hard-on, but I meant what I said. You control what happens here tonight, Mandy. You understand?”

The dominance that bled from his voice made her stomach clench. She gave him a quick nod. “Right. No teasing.” Which suited her just fine. She was on fire and ready to give him whatever he wanted.

He laughed, a deep, masculine sound. “Oh no, Mandy,” he assured her, “there will be teasing, and hopefully, a whole lot more.”

She hissed in a breath as he nipped her shoulder.

“You okay with that?”

She moved her hips, caressing him with her pelvis. Yes, yes, she was very much on board with that idea. And she was done talking. Her clit pulsated. She wanted him.

Unable to wait another second, she grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and yanked it over her head. His breath hitched as he stared at her. She was glad she’d chosen to wear the bra and panty set that Sam had gifted her with just for this occasion. The bra was an incredibly sexy, see-through lace that did nothing to hide her darkened nipples. Nothing like the basic cotton bra she wore every day.

“My God, you’re beautiful,” Joe whispered, a second before he grasped the material and twisted. The clasp broke under his hand, the thin lace falling away to reveal her rose-tipped breasts.

“Hey,” Amanda protested even as her womb convulsed, “that was new!”

He ignored her as he rolled his tongue over a taut peak. “Your nipples are so pretty, Mandy. So hard, so ready for me to taste.” The heat of his mouth seared her as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. His teeth tugged gently before he released her and blew lightly across the tip. She arched her back as he pressed her into the counter. Desire overtook her as he latched onto her other breast. Every flick of his tongue against her tightened bud raised her need higher and higher. No one had ever made her feel this way before. She was desperate for relief.

“Joe, please,” she begged as he feasted on her breast.

“Bedroom,” he demanded. “I’m not taking you the first time on the kitchen counter.” He smiled wickedly. “But it does have possibilities for the third or fourth time.” He licked her nipple again before pulling her upright.

“I don’t care about that. Here is good. Now is better.” She reached for his shirt and began pulling it up.

He bent and scooped her into his arms. “Unless you want me to wander aimlessly around this house, you’ll point me to your bedroom.”

“Top of the stairs on the left.”

He took the steps two at a time. He was barely breathing hard as he carried her into the bedroom and set her on her feet. “Get on the bed.”

“You’re awfully bossy,” she said, moving to obey him.

He gave her a wink. “You’ve got no idea.” He stripped off his shirt, revealing a glorious amount of hard, tanned skin. Her mouth watered. She needed to see the rest of him.

She crawled to her knees as he approached, and reached out to caress the hard expanse of his chest. She ran her tongue around the dark edge of his nipple, delighting when it drew in tight. His stomach rippled as she traced the lines of his abs, each muscle prominently displayed for her feminine pleasure.

She frowned, noticing a scar that ran along his stomach and disappeared around his side. Sliding from the bed, she followed it around behind him, trailing her fingertips across his shoulder blades, down his back, and lower into the waistband of his jeans. He groaned loudly as she cupped the hard globes of his ass in her hands and squeezed. She slipped her arms around him, freeing the button of his jeans. “I want to taste you,” she said, facing him again.

“Mandy,” he warned as she fell to her knees.

She slowly peeled his jeans open, releasing the heavy length of his erection. Of course a guy as sexy as Joe would go commando. She licked her lips hungrily. His legs twitched when she reached for him. She wrapped her fingers delicately around his length, coming up short of meeting in the middle. He was larger than any man she’d been with before. Excitement boiled her blood as she opened her mouth and took him in.

*

Joe didn’t think he’d ever seen anything as erotic as Amanda’s mouth wrapped around his cock. He forced his hips to be still while she struggled to find her rhythm. Her mouth was stretched wide as she took him to the back of her throat.

“Tilt your head back, sweetheart,” he encouraged. “Relax your throat. Yeah, Mandy, that’s it. Just like that.”

His head fell back as he teased the back of her throat once again. She clamped a hand down on him as he tried to move, holding him firmly in place. She swallowed, sending a bolt of pleasure through his dick and up his spine.

“Sweet Jesus.” He was about to lose his ever-loving mind.

She released him with a soft
pop
. Her tongue darted out to capture the bead of moisture that seeped from the head before moving down to caress the seam between his balls. He drove his hands into her hair and pulled her mouth back to where he wanted it.

Her smile was pure sin the moment before her heat enveloped him. The sight of her lips, swollen and wet, was driving him mad. And she was still wearing those damn cowgirl boots.

Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him in. He held her head in place as he pumped into her mouth. Her moan sent a tantalizing vibration through his balls, and he fought the need to come.

The sight of her reaching back to rub herself through her jeans was too much. More than he could take. He grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed. Hard. No way he was blowing the first time in her mouth. His body jerked in protest as he pulled away from her. “Enough.”

She blushed and looked at the floor. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Are you kidding me?” He pulled her to her feet. “Look at me, Amanda.”

As her eyes met his, something inside him broke. His tough little slugger was gone. There was no denying what was shining in her eyes now.

Doubt. Fear. Insecurity.

He kissed her lips, swollen and sexy as hell from being wrapped around him. “You were great, baby.” He trailed his lips down her neck, kicking the rest of the way out of his jeans. “You’ll have another opportunity to finish me off, I promise you.” He traced lazy circles up her spine as his lips met the curve of her collarbone. He inhaled her scent, an intoxicating combination of vanilla and jasmine. “I want to be inside you.”

“So what are you waiting for?” She kicked out of her boots. Her chest rose and fell in rapid succession as she unbuttoned her jeans. She eased them off, revealing the long length of her tanned legs.

He chuckled deep in his throat. “Some things shouldn’t be rushed.” His fingertips brushed across the swell of her breasts. “This is most definitely one of those things.”

Amanda gasped as he pinched her nipples and gave them a light, delicious twist.

“Ah, you like that.”

Her face flushed with the heat of arousal. “Y-yes.”

“What else do you like?” He nudged her ear, his breath warming the space between them.

She stared at him. “I-I don’t know.”

Joe pulled away slightly and raised a brow at her. “You don’t know? You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” He gave her an amused smile.

“Of course I have,” she huffed.

“But you don’t know what you like?” God, this woman intrigued him. So full of passion one minute, so unsure of herself the next.

Her skin flushed. She shrugged and gave him a tentative smile.

“Hmm, this is quite a quandary, Mandy.” His tongue danced out, drawing sinfully down her neck. “So, you don’t know if you like it soft and easy”—he rolled his hips and pressed a kiss to her shoulder—“or if you like the rough stuff.” He bit her shoulder lightly at the same time his hand returned its torment on her nipple. Her sweet cry was his reward. “Or maybe a little of both,” he mused. “Tell me, Mandy, have you ever had anyone in your ass?” Her skin felt like satin. He trailed his fingers down to caress the line of her panties.

Her belly fluttered under his teasing fingers. “No, never. It … it’s not something I want to try.”

He eased her onto the bed, hovering over her. “Is that so? Adventurous girl like you?”

“I’ve heard it’s painful.” She wrapped her legs around him and tried to pull him down on top of her.

“It’s the ultimate show of trust and respect.” He dipped his head down to taste the sweet nectar of her lips. “You have to trust your partner to protect you. To show you the immense pleasure that’s found when you let yourself go.”

Her eyes were dazed with lust. “I wouldn’t count on that.” She whimpered as his hand brushed against the wet seam of her panties.

He chuckled. “There are so many things I want to do to you right now, Mandy. But first, I’m going to taste you.” He traced the line of her lips with his tongue. The smoky flavor of whiskey mixed with a hint of molasses went straight to his head. “Your mouth tastes so good. I wonder, does your pussy taste as sweet?” He didn’t give her time to answer. “I bet it does.” He pressed his mouth to her ear. “I’m going to fuck you with my tongue and fingers until you’re crazy with need.” He grabbed the edges of her panties and moved with them as he worked them down her legs. “Then I’m going to bury my cock deep in your sweet pussy until you scream my name.”

“I’ll scream your name now,” she breathed, “if it will get you started.”

She trembled as he stared at the lips of her pussy, glistening and free of feminine curls. He ran his finger through her wet slit. “You shave.”

“W-wax. Samantha’s idea.” She jerked as his fingers circled her opening.

“So smooth … so soft.” He spread her moisture over the satiny lips. “God, Mandy. I want to go slow,” he began, “but damn.” He attacked her with his mouth. No preliminaries, no hesitation.

“Oh God!”

He slid his tongue over her sex, groaning as her wetness coated him. “So good.” He pulled back long enough to ease a finger inside her. Heat clamped down and surrounded him. He added a second finger. “You’re so tight, Mandy. I can’t wait to be inside you, baby.”

“Joe, please,” she begged. Her head thrashed as the in, out, in, out of his fingers drove her higher and higher.

Her cries were driving him crazy. “That’s it, baby, come for me.” He worked his fingers and clamped his mouth over her clit.

*

Amanda had never felt anything as good as Joe’s mouth on her. His fingers stroking deep in her pussy set her skin on fire. Tension coiled deep in her belly. She was close. So close. She just needed…

“Come for me, Mandy,” Joe demanded. He took her tender nub in his mouth and sucked hard.

She clawed at the comforter as a million tiny sparks exploded through her body. She arched, pressing her hips against his mouth, and screamed his name. Wave after wave of sensation convulsed through her. The walls of her vagina gripped him as evidence of her pleasure coated his sinful fingers. Her head spun as she fought for solid ground.

She was vaguely aware when he moved from her. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, kissing a trail up her still quivering belly. Another wave of pleasure hit her as he slid his fingers into his mouth. “Like honey,” he murmured as he licked the digits clean.

“I’ve never felt anything like that,” she panted.

“We aren’t done yet.” He settled himself between her legs. “Now we’re going to see if you can take all of me, Mandy. You’re so tight, baby, do you think you can?”

No one had ever talked to her like this during sex. Usually it was just groan, groan, oh God, annnnnnnd done. His words excited her, made her want to play along. He made her feel sexy.

She gazed up at him, her eyes still lazy with desire. “Mmm, you’re pretty big, but I think I’m up for the challenge.” She reached between them to grip his length. They both hissed as she trailed the head through her wet slit.

“Shit, Mandy wait,” he snarled, “condom. I don’t have a condom.” He pushed himself away from her with a vicious curse.

“Basket on the side table. Hurry.” She smoothed her hands down her body and ran a finger through her own wetness. “You don’t want to miss what’s next.”

Joe’s eyes flared. “Do that again.”

Planting her feet on the bed, she tilted her pelvis up and inserted her finger deep. She watched his eyes flame as she brought the wet finger to her lips, mimicking his earlier action. She slowly sucked it into her mouth, tasting her own juices. She was tempting him and she knew it, gloried in it.
So this is what Sam meant about getting my mojo back.

Joe didn’t take his eyes off her as he reached for the basket. “What’s this?” He reached in and cursed. A burst of lust crossed his face as he looked at her again. “Mandy?”

“Present from Sam.” Her face grew warm as he looked through the contents of the basket.

“Vibrator, lube … Christ almighty.” He turned his face to the ceiling. “A vibrating butt plug… Remind me to thank her,” he said as he found the box of condoms and tore it open. “Remind me to thank her a lot.”

His gaze turned predatory as he pulled out a foil-covered package and tossed the box on the bed. “Does the thought of using those toys excite you?”

She licked her lips as he sheathed himself.

“Does the thought of using those toys with
me
excite you?”

Yes, yes, yes!
“Maybe.”

He laughed and crawled up her body until they were nose to nose. “Let me taste those sweet juices.” His tongue pressed lightly against the seam of her lips. Her hips cradled him, and she shamelessly rubbed herself against his straining erection. He was hot and hard against her.

“I can’t wait.” She reached between them and fisted his cock. She held him against her entrance and pushed up with her hips. Dual moans filled the room as he filled her a scant inch. He
was
big. She winced as he stretched her. The burning that surrounded her opening caused every nerve ending in her body to sing.