Open In Private (9 page)

She flicked her tongue across his lower lip. "And afterward, I can show you what I bought…as you said, an early Christmas present from Santa."

He winked. "Do I need to open it in private?"

She allowed a teasing grin. "That would be a good idea."

"Mmm…I think tonight has just become a weekend. Do you have any other plans for tomorrow?" He gently turned her over onto her stomach, prompted her to pull up her legs then spread them so that her ass was in the air, completely exposed and available. "Something you'll need to cancel?"

A moment of vulnerability tried to catch hold, but she chased it away then playfully wiggled her ass at him, confirming she was ready to participate in this new experience. "My schedule is completely open for tomorrow."

He coated the butt plug with the lubricant, then his finger. She felt his lips nibble at her ass cheeks, placing soft kisses on one cheek then the other. She closed her eyes when he carefully inserted the entire length of his finger into her ass. He paused a moment, then slowly stroked in and out. It had been a little uncomfortable at first, but not painful. A sensual heat slowly built inside her. She heard him click on the vibrating butt plug. He withdrew his finger then inserted the plug.

An intense jolt of something…she couldn't describe what…rippled through her body. She gasped, then the words spilled out. "Oh, my God! Parker…that's…"

He immediately pulled out the plug. "Are you okay, Carli?" He couldn't keep the concern out of his voice. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"I'm more than okay." She didn't know how to describe it, a sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced. Somewhere between thrilling and galvanizing.

"Do you want me to continue?"

"Oh, God…yes." She looked over her shoulder and wiggled her ass again.

He reinserted the butt plug, his action producing a sensual moan from her. Her excitement grew as waves of pleasure vibrated through her body. She wasn't sure about being able to climax without other stimulation, but the sensation was definitely electrifying.

Her breathing turned ragged and her heart pounded, then he nearly took her breath away. With his arm around her hip and his fingers teasing her clit, he thrust his cock to the depths of her pussy from behind. A wild rush of euphoria surged through her body. She had never experienced double penetration, and the intensity left her overwhelmed. Her ass vibrated and hummed while her pussy grabbed at his cock with sharply contracting muscles.

Carli's entire body quivered as the climactic waves crashed through her. It seemed as if she had thrilled to more orgasms in the last two weeks than she had in the previous two years. And every one of them had been spectacular thanks to Parker's
sexpertise
.

The butt plug kept vibrating as he leaned against her back and cupped her breasts in his hands, his cock still inside her. She instinctively placed her hands on top of his and allowed the butt plug vibrations to combine with her pussy contractions, keeping her body at an orgasmic peak. For a moment, she felt light-headed, as if she might actually pass out from the ecstasy.

****

Carli lounged on the large floor pillows in front of the fireplace. The popping and crackling of the burning logs enhanced the dancing flames. At Parker's request, she wore only the black lace bikini panties and sheer black negligee. It felt so decadent, so daring, and totally uninhibited. She loved the sensation of complete freedom from the conventional restrictions so often imposed by society.

The real Parker Simmons had turned out to be quite a surprise. She had known him for five years and thought she knew him pretty well. She was aware of his good reputation in the business community. His Christmas shopping list and the amount of money he allocated said he was a considerate and generous employer as well as a thoughtful business associate. But intimately knowing the man had been a real eye-opener.

A man of integrity and honor who believed commitments weren't passing things, they weren't to be made lightly and were meant to be kept. He could also claim the title of sexiest man alive. She had never experienced better sex in her life. The man definitely had a naughty bad boy streak in him that she found very exciting.

He made her feel as if she was the only woman in his life. Or more accurately, that's what she wanted to believe. What type of woman would capture the heart and soul of a man like Parker? A man who could obviously have any woman he wanted?

"I put the rest of the pizza in the refrigerator." Parker emerged from the kitchen carrying two glasses of champagne. He had pulled on his briefs, but left the rest of his clothes on the floor in the bedroom. "That wasn't the dinner I had originally planned for tonight—"

"I'm so sorry about altering your plans." She batted her eyelashes at him while feigning a look of innocence. "Next time you should be honest and tell me the reservations can't be changed."

He set both glasses of champagne on the coffee table and settled into the large pillow next to her. "The day I'd rather sit in a restaurant than engage in hot sex with you is the day they might as well take me out and shoot me. Besides, there's nothing wrong with ordering pizza and having it delivered right to the door. That leaves more time for experimenting with play toys and other interesting activities." He slipped his hand inside her panties, ruffling his fingers through the downy curls.

"I'm not a sex-crazed lunatic, Carli, in spite of the way I've been behaving with you." He caught a moment of eye contact with her and she read the seriousness in his eyes. The embers smoldering inside her sparked to life again. "It's just that I can't get enough of you."

"Mmm…something else we definitely have in common."

"Your taste, your feel, the heat of your enthusiastic and uninhibited response." He slipped his finger between her pussy lips and teased a nipple with his tongue. A moment later, he sucked the taut bud into his mouth.

The spark that had come alive inside her now burst into flames, rivaling the burning logs in the fireplace. Once again, he had set her body on fire with nothing more than an intimate touch. Her mind wandered for a moment to the flavored massage oil and chocolate body paint in the bedroom. She would save it for another time.

"I think we have on too many clothes." His raspy words attested to the desire churning inside him. His cock once again made an obvious rise to the occasion, the head wiggling out from behind the elastic waistband of his briefs. With the tip of her tongue, she flicked away the drop of moisture from the small opening, then placed a soft kiss to let him know she was ready, very willing, and able.

In less than sixty seconds, Parker had her naked again and in the middle of her bed, with Carli on her stomach as he lubricated his stiff rod. He took a bit more of the lubricant on his finger and worked it around and in her anus to smooth the way. The anticipation welled inside him as he watched her puckered anus accept the full length of his finger. Next would be his cock initiating her virgin ass. The anticipation had his dick twitching and his heart pounding with excitement.

Parker was having a difficult time getting his reality wrapped around her completely open nature and the trust she placed in him. No hesitation, no uneasiness. He had asked about the butt plug, making it clear that all she needed to do was say no if she objected. And her response was
let's do it
. He loved everything about her, he loved her. But was he
in love
with her? The two versions of love weren't the same thing.

Everything had moved so quickly between them. They had five years of consistency that suddenly exploded into something he never saw coming. Something and someone he didn't want to lose. He shook away his muddled thoughts and tried to clear his uncertainty. A beautiful and incredibly desirable woman had presented her bare ass to him, and he didn't want to keep her waiting.

He forced his breathing into a more controlled rhythm. Except for the butt plug a couple of hours ago, her ass was as virgin as the day she was born. He didn't want to scare her or hurt her by being too aggressive. He wanted her to experience only pleasure, the way she had with the vibrating sex toy.

Positioning his dick at her anus, he pressed gently until the head was inside. He paused to give her the opportunity to assimilate the size before inching forward. He wrapped his arms around her hips. The gush of moisture from between her pussy lips and her sensual moan told him everything was okay. He thrust his hips, moving slowly in and out of her back tunnel while paying close attention for any sign of discomfort or anxiety on her part.

He wanted her orgasm while he still had total control of himself, wanted to know that she found this pleasurable, that this would be yet another avenue of excitement for them to share.

Her response, her soft moans, her body language—he felt her building toward climax and it pleased him. He hadn't been sure she liked it, even with her enthusiastic response to the vibrating plug. When he told her he liked variety, that's exactly what he meant…he liked it all.

His control became elusive. His heart pounded and his pulse raced. Her tight ass tried to hold on to his cock as it slid in and out. Just as he felt his balls churn before the rush of his release, Carli's orgasm claimed control of her body. Moments later the climactic spasms shuddered deep inside him.

When he'd released the last drop of cum, he withdrew and fell back on the bed. Wrapping his arms around Carli, he pulled her to his side.

It seemed as if it took several minutes before he returned to normal breathing. During that time so many thoughts floated through his mind, so many possibilities, so many decisions. His logical brain told him a relationship could not be based solely on sex no matter how great it was and how much they both enjoyed it. But his heart told him Charlene Vance had him hooked and all she had to do was reel him in.

Chapter Five

After clearing away the breakfast dishes, Carli refilled Parker's coffee cup then her own. Even though he stayed all night and she woke up Sunday morning with him sleeping next to her, she had spent a restless night. So many things had gone through her mind and all of them centered on where
this thing
with Parker was headed.

She knew, without a doubt, that he had captured her heart forever, he had her body and soul. Even though the last two weeks had been hot and heavy sex, wild decadent pleasure, she also had the five years prior to that. A time of business association and being friends. It wasn't like picking up a guy in a bar, spending a weekend fucking their brains out, and assuming they had a true relationship. This was totally different.

"Can I get you anything else, Parker? Something else to eat?"

"I couldn't swallow another bite of food if my life depended on it. That was delicious. You're a good cook." His manner turned serious as he pulled her down onto his lap. "In fact, you seem to be good at everything." He placed a loving kiss on her lips. "We need to talk."

A million butterflies let loose in her stomach followed by a jolt of anxiety. She wanted them to have a talk, too, but her topic was the direction they were headed and what was in their future. She had a sinking feeling that his idea of a talk was to tell her there wasn't any future, that this was all it would ever be…incredible sex but nothing more.

"Yes, you're right. We do need to talk." She took a steadying breath, then jumped in with both feet. "We need to talk about us…what we have here and where it's going. Before this goes any farther, I need to know what the future holds…" Her voice broke, betraying the internal fears she tried to control. "Or if we have a future."

"That's what I want to know, too."

"I'm concerned that all of this might not be anything more than your emotional rebound following a divorce. You chose me because it was comfortable rather than a stranger. Those type of relationships seldom have staying power. They're great on the short term but don't have permanence."

"I can assure you I'm not on the rebound. My marriage was dead for a year before we parted company. And I'm the one who filed for divorce, not Brenda. I do admit that I found the dating world and trying to meet new people uncomfortable and awkward but I hardly lacked for sexual partners so I’m not just in this for sex."

He held her tighter, desperately searching for the proper words. "I want this to work out for us, Carli. I want us to have a future together. Even removing sex from the equation, I think we have something very special and I'd hate to lose it. I know we have things to work out, and I'm also aware that this is a busy time of year for you, but I don't think this can be put off any longer."

"I want this to work out, too." She impulsively landed a quick kiss on his mouth and flashed a teasing grin. "And don't you dare think of taking sex out of the equation." She quickly returned to the seriousness of the conversation. "You sound like you want this to be a committed relationship, but you're afraid of making the commitment."

Parker felt as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. "That's exactly it." She had precisely read his conflicting emotions. "I have a suggestion. Would you be okay with calling it an informal committed relationship? Something akin to a precursor to commitment? We move forward assuming that's where we're going without the spoken promise? I know it's a thin line, almost a matter of semantics…"

"Let me respond to your comments in order. First, I have most of my Christmas shopping obligations completed. You were the last of my shopping clients that I met with to discuss Christmas, so I had a lot of my other client's taken care of and delivered. I have only the final details of your list to handle and that will be done by Wednesday, your deadline for getting everything to you."

"Really? I was concerned about your time constraints and afraid I was taking up too much of it."

"And next, I very much want this to move forward and if having an
informal committed relationship
makes you more comfortable, I'm willing for that to happen."

Pure, unadulterated joy welled inside him. She had accepted his convoluted ramblings and confused comments, made sense of them, then agreed to what he wanted. "You are a very special lady. I'm pleased, honored and privileged to have you in my life."