Sin for Love (6 page)

I couldn’t put it off any longer. It was time to get up close and personal with Myles.  I just hoped I could walk away before I did something I would regret.  I stood right in front of Myles now, and in an attempt to keep from feeling his erection, I leaned forward and shoved my tits into his face, rubbing them back and forth over his cheeks.  Then I turned around and gave him a great view of my ass. As I bent over in front of him, I must have misjudged the size of his package, because before I knew it, my pussy was brushing against it.  As soon as I connected with the rough material of his jeans, I lost my control and ground down, rubbing from left to right, seeking any release I could find.

I couldn’t say how many minutes passed with me shamelessly rubbing myself on Myles’s impressive cock before I heard a low moan behind me just before I was about to come. The sound bringing me back to my senses. I quickly stood up and turned around to see that Myles was almost pouting, the disappointment in my quick stop clear on his face.  I leaned over to give him a quick kiss on the cheek and then I turned and walked out of the room.

I was still good on my promise to Reese, right?  Almost coming wasn’t the same as coming…right?  I thought that maybe I should tell Reese and let him decide.  I still didn’t know why I even cared so much about that promise. I could fuck twelve guys sideways and he wouldn’t know.

‘But you would,’ a little voice in my head said.  Shut up, why do you even care?  ‘He can give you what you need.’  Oh great. Now I had started arguing with myself.  Could sexual frustration cause someone to crazy?

“Reese”

Sitting in my hotel room, I was wondering how Tessa’s night had gone last night.  I knew she’d had to work and I thought she would have texted or called me after she’d gotten home, but she hadn’t.  That couldn’t be good.  Had I said I was sitting?  Pacing was more like it. I was going to create a fucking trail in this plush carpet soon.  I could only imagine what that bill would look like. Good thing the bike shop had been doing so well.

I’d opened Deadly Seven’s six years ago in my home town of Mission Beach just outside of San Diego, California.  I have spent the better part of this year opening up three additional stores out of state.  We now have a total of seven stores employing almost a hundred people in four states all west of the Rocky Mountains.  When we opened up our second store outside of Los Angeles, I’d had to bring in someone I trusted to manage it. Luckily for me, I’d known just the guy for the job.  This week, he had come to help me finalize the paperwork for the newest location and take care of some other business.  I had expected him to show his ugly mug here ten minutes ago.  I reached for my phone to call him once again just as there was a knock at the door.

“You’re late,” I growled as I opened the door.

“Oh man. She must really have you tied up in knots.” Myles laughed as he stepped into the room.

“Just tell me what the fuck happened already.”

“Man, you have a live wire there.  I found her just where you said she would be—at the bar, slamming back tequila shots.  I’ve gotta say, the way she shudders is any man’s wet dream.”

“So help me, Myles, if you fucking touched her, I will fuck you up just like I did on and off the mat in college.”  That got him to drop his smile quick.

“Okay, okay. I’ll stick to the facts and keep my commentary to myself,” he said with his hands up in surrender.

“I offered her a quick fuck and she declined, so I reserved a lap dance.  Don’t hit me for saying this, but your girl is talented.”

“What happened after that?”

“Nothing. She danced. Then, when she was done, she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and walked out,” he replied.

“Thanks, man. I really appreciate you doing that for me.  Let’s go check out the new location.”

“Tessa”

It was finally Saturday, and as hard as it had been, I was still good on my promise to Reese.  At least I hoped he would see it that way when I told him about what happened last night.

I was pretty sure I was going to be in the clear and he would understand that it was just part of my job. That was until I spotted him sitting in the crowd and found that he wasn’t alone.  After work last night, I had done everything I could think of to get this guy out of my thoughts, including forgetting his name.  But there he was, sitting next to Reese like they were old buddies.  Oh My God, what if they are?  What if he tells Reese about last night before I get a chance to? What if he already did and lied about what happened after the dance?

I started to feel bile coming up into my throat and I had to fight to keep my face from showing the panic that was raging on inside.  When my dance was over, I rushed backstage and hurried to strip my wet clothes off and put on my black robe.  I knew Reese would be waiting for me at the bar with a fresh shot of tequila. I just hoped what’s his name was not there with him.

Nope, it was not my lucky night.  As I got closer to the bar, I could see the two of them standing there.  They had their arms resting on the bar and were talking with their backs to me so they didn’t see my walking up.  Remembering how it felt to ride on the bike holding on to Reese, I wrapped my arms around him from behind and pushed my breasts into his back.  He jumped a little before he realized it was me.  Keeping my arms around him, he turned so that he could put his around me and kissed the top of my head.  I thought that if I’d had real clothes on we could almost look like Emily and Kurt when they hugged and that made me giggle a little.

“Great set, Tessa!  I’d like you to meet my friend Myles Barnett,”  Reese said while turning me to face the man I’d almost come on last night.

“Oh, nice to meet you again, Myles. Hope you enjoyed the show,”  I said with an emphasis on again.

“Wait, you know each other?” Reese questioned.

“Yeah. He was here last night.  I gave him a dance, but I need to talk to you about that, Reese.  There is something you should know.”  He didn’t say anything; he just looked at me.  “I’ve been so frustrated this week, and I know you knew what you were doing by sending me all of those dirty texts.  I mean, I almost came in my pants right in front of Sam when I read the card that you sent with the flowers, which were beautiful by the way.  Anyway, I need you to know that I gave Myles a dance last night.  And I almost got off.  I stopped before it actually happened, but I need you to decide if my promise to you is still valid.”  After the words had come out of my mouth, I realized that I had just blurted all of that out in a crowded bar, in front of the man who I’d almost gotten off on too.

At first, Reese didn’t say anything. He just sat there staring at me with his mouth open.

“Please say something,”  I whispered.

Instead of words, I felt Reese’s mouth crash into mine, his tongue immediately taking possession of mine as he kissed me like he would die without me.  His arms wrapped around me, one moving up my neck to twine into my hair and hold me to him and the other moving lower to grab my ass and push me against him. I could feel his hard cock against my stomach through his jeans.

He pulled back and said, “Tessa, you amaze me,” before kissing me again.

We sat at the bar for a bit longer while Reese and Myles told me how they’d met when they had both joined both the baseball and wrestling teams as skinny freshmen at college and how, by their second year, Reese had been captain of the baseball team and they had been winning wrestling tournaments.  Reese took every chance he could get during our conversation to remind Myles that he could still pin him, and I had the feeling that at least part of it had to do with me.  His hand was on my leg and I felt his fingers tighten every time Myles looked over at me.  A blurry memory of Reese’s fingers inside of me washed through my mind and made a heat start building low in my belly.

The next thing I knew, the three of us were slamming our hands down on the bar in unison, demanding more Tequila-O’s from Sam, and I swear I saw her bat her eyelashes at Myles more than once.  Oh boy, he was in for it.

Reese sent me off to get dressed and we left Myles to fend for himself at The Happy Valley. I wondered if Sam had gotten her claws in him.  When we walked outside, I was happy to see that Reese had come here on his bike, and once again, my thighs quivered in anticipation of feeling the powerful engine roar between them.  I had no idea where we were going and I didn’t care, but when we pulled up to the same hotel I’d woken up in a few days ago, I was a bit confused.

“This is where you are staying?”  I asked Reese.

“Come on. let’s get inside so I can finally feel you move beneath me,” he said while grabbing my hand and walking toward the door.

This man is going to make me come before we even hit the elevator.  As I took in my surroundings, it was like doing the walk of shame in reverse.  I passed the same lobby and the same reception desk and we rode the same elevator up to the same floor I’d woken up on.  I’d thought that Reese had left me in his hotel room the other night, but he stopped one door short, used the plastic keycard, and led me inside.  Was he next door the whole night?  Does he know how long I stayed that morning?  

He must have read the questions on my face because he tipped my chin up to look into his deep blue eyes and said, “You have no fucking idea how hard it was to undress that beautiful body of yours and just walk away.  I didn’t sleep at all that night, knowing that you were naked in the next room.  I wanted nothing more to touch you and watch you come undone again under my hands.”

I couldn’t say anything because his words had just completely stolen my breath away.  Reese moved his hands to hold my face and stared into my eyes. The passion in his felt like it was burning through me straight to my soul.  His eyes moved to my lips and I instinctively wet them with my tongue.  It was like waving a red flag at a bull.

He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.  We were all hands and mouths as he walked toward the bed and we desperately tore at each other’s clothing.  I was sure the white t-shirt he was wearing would never be worn again when I heard the fabric rip.   When we reached the bed, he was dressed in only his dark blue jeans and boots.  I had also lost my shirt and bra along the way.  Reese let my feet fall to the floor and he took one small step back away from me, his eyes moving down from mine to take in my half-naked body as mine did the same to his.

Seeing him standing shirtless in front of me was so much better than on a computer screen.  I could see the detail in his tattoo on his arm that must have required several hours in the chair.  I let my eyes skim over his smooth chest and caught sight of the edge of another tattoo on the side of his upper ribs.  I knew I was going to have to spend some time looking at this amazing artwork.  The rest of his body was bare and defined.  I didn’t have the attention span for it right then because Reese also had those v-shaped muscle lines that act like a sign pointing to happy land.

I reached out a hand and grabbed the top of his pants, letting my fingers wrap under the top band of the boxers that were showing just an inch above his jeans.  Even though he didn’t have any hair on his sculpted chest, I was pleased to find some hiding just below the surface of his jeans.  He let me get as far as undoing his buckle and unbuttoning his jeans before he covered my small hands with his large one and pulled them away.

“I want to taste you first,” he said, sending a rush of wetness to soak my panties.

Using one hand, he unbuttoned my jeans and then slowly pulled my zipper down.  Leaning in, he started placing kisses on my jaw and then trailed his lips down my neck.  He continued to kiss down my collarbone and stopped just before reaching my breasts and pulled his head back to look at me while he moved to his knees in front of me while keeping me his hands on my hips.  Seeing Reese on his knees in front of me, his eyes filled with what looked like a mix of intense lust and adoration, was enough to take my breath away.

His lips curled up into a mischievous half smile just before he moved in and caught my nipple in them, sucking and using his tongue to swirl around the hardened peak then moving to do the same to the other one.  I cried out in pleasure when his fingers dug into my hips.  When he was satisfied with teasing my nipples, he began moving south again, trailing light kisses and nuzzling my stomach with his nose.  I didn’t know how much more I could take when he looped his fingers in the top of my jeans and started pulling them down my legs.  When he saw my royal blue thong, his head snapped up to look at my face again.

I bit my lip, not knowing how to read the look on his face, and quietly said, “They matched the color of the beautiful vase you sent the flowers in. I thought you’d like the color.”

“You have no idea how much I fucking love this color right now,” he growled as he reached to gently slide the silk down my legs to pool at my feet.

Once again, he pulled back to look at me, and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks as I blushed from the heat in his gaze.

“So perfect,” he whispered just before he moved his mouth to kiss the delicate skin between my thighs.  I silently thanked myself for getting that wax a few days ago when I felt his lips connect with my smooth skin.  I felt him breathe deep like he was smelling a rose. “So fucking perfect,” he whispered against my skin, giving me chills before moving me to sit on the side of the bed.

Reese was still on his knees as he put a hand on each of my thighs to push them apart, completely baring my most intimate parts to him.  When I felt his head dip in and his mouth close on my swollen clit, my hands moved to the top of his head and tangled in his hair.  He began a torturous rhythm of licking, sucking, and biting while he kept a tight hold on my hips, grinding me to the bed. They tried to buck and move like they had a mind of their own.  He had been building up this frenzy in me all week, and as my legs started to shake, he took one more long pull on my clit and then released it just before I came undone.

 Reese moved back and stood up in front of me while he said, “Not yet, but don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.  Tasting you almost had me coming in my pants, but I don’t want to come anywhere but in and on your body.”