Arizona Skies: The Muse (38 page)

“That’s for me to see, nobody else,” he said, folding his arms in front of his chest. “Honey, I’m so damn horny right now; hurry up and put it on.”

“Only if you undress me,” I said, pulling his arms apart.

“I thought you’d never ask,” he said, pulling me up from the bed. I turned so he could unzip my dress. He kissed his way down my back as he pulled the zipper down. I was already a mess, and he hadn’t even taken the thing off my body yet. What this man did to me with only his hands and his mouth. He let the dress fall to the
floor, taking my hand to help me out of it. I’d worn red thong panties and a red, lacy, strapless bra under my dress, so I turned so he could get the front view.

“Mmmm…very nice. If I’d known what you had on under that dress, we would have left the party three hours ago,” he whispered as he kissed my neck, leaving a trail of kisses down my chest. His fingers were circling my nipples through the lace of the bra. “Turn,” he groaned. I complied, turning around for him to admire my state of undress. A week ago I would never have even considered putting my body on display for a man. He said he’d changed since he’d met me, but I’d changed too!

He growled as he leaned down to remove my shoes.

“You are so damn sexy,” he said, running his finger up my thigh to my core. “I need you, Bailey, so badly right now; I don’t think I can control myself any longer,” he whispered.

“Then don’t; I want you just as badly,” I confessed, unbuttoning his vest. I made short work of his shirt, and when I pulled his zipper down, he lost it. He picked me up and flattened me against the wall.

“This won’t be easy; I can’t wait to clean off the bed,” he said, unhooking my bra, then yanking my panties down. I wiggled out of them as he pulled his boxer briefs down and took his cock in his hand, stroking it. I reached down to touch it, needing to feel how badly he wanted me.

“Say it,” he groaned, looking at me with hooded eyes.

“Say what?” I asked, confused.

“What do you want, Bailey? I need to hear you say it,” he said, kissing me hard. “Now’s not the time to be shy; I want to hear it.”

“Fuck me, Jesse,” I said, meaning every word.

“That’s exactly what I needed to hear,” he said, kissing me as he pushed my legs apart. “Hold on, baby!” was all the warning I got.

“You don’t know how badly I need you!” he repeated as he thrust hard into my core, pushing my back against the wall. We both groaned as our bodies came together. I held on to him as he
pumped his cock into me with all of his strength. He kissed me with such fury, brushing against my breast before taking it in his hand. I was alive with sensation, taking everything he gave me and giving it back to him. He was rough, but I didn’t mind. I knew he’d wanted me all night, and after that song he wrote, I couldn’t get close enough to him.

Our minds were gone, lost in lust. “I’m not going to last long, baby,” he groaned in my neck. He reached between us to stroke my clit, and I shot off like a rocket, pulling him along for the ride. My body quivered around him, sending him into a primal groan that came from somewhere deep in his chest. I held him tight as his eyes lost focus. It was my turn to watch him lose it, and it was a sight l would never forget. The muscles in his back bunched up, the cords in his neck popped, and his mouth opened as he groaned. I stroked his back lightly when he fell against me, holding me so tight I couldn’t breathe.

“Are you OK?” he whispered.

“Jesse, I’m fine,” I said as his head pulled back to look in my eyes, searching my face to make sure I was OK. He kissed me tenderly as he pulled me away from the wall.

He stepped back and leaned over with his hands on his thighs to catch his breath. I stroked his back to calm him; he reached for my hand and brought it to his mouth.

“Bailey, you don’t know how badly I needed you. Come here let me hold you,” he said, pulling me in for a much-needed hug. “I never want to let you go; you blow my mind every time I’m with you,” he said as he kissed me. Then an evil smirk appeared on his face, and I knew mischievous Jesse was back.

“Put that nightie on for me, sweetheart,” he said with a twinkle in his eyes. He cleared off the bed, putting all my presents on the dresser. I slipped into the filmy slip of material, pulling the thong panties over my wet crotch. When I looked up, he clicked a picture with his cell phone.

“Jesse,” I protested. He just grinned, showing perfectly straight teeth.

“I got one of you in that red dress too,” he said with a sly grin. “When we have dirty sex talk, I’ll be looking at this picture.” He looked at his cell.

“What makes you think I’ll have dirty sex talk with you?”

“Baby, you wanted me just as much as I wanted you. After all, you’re the one that told me to fuck you,” he chuckled.

“You made me say that.” I swatted at him. He laughed and ducked.

“I didn’t tell you what to say; you decided that all on your own, sweet cheeks,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. I launched myself at him, knocking him over on the bed. I started tickling him, but he rolled me over and started tickling me until I was convulsing in laughter. “I love to hear you laugh,” he said, stopping to watch me.

“How many candid pictures have you taken of me, Greene?” I asked playfully while pulling the ponytail out of my hair.

“Oh, about ten or twenty,” he snickered. “Some are pretty provocative, but they’re just for me, baby.”

“Jesse, what if you lose your phone?”

“Don’t worry; I’ve never lost my phone. Besides, I have no intention of showing them to anyone; you’re mine, all mine!” he said, taking my chin to give me a delicious kiss.

I kissed him back, our lips sliding over each other, our tongues dueling in our mouths. I held his soft hair in my hands, moaning as my body began to heat up. I could feel his erection between us, our bodies responding to each other with just a kiss. He untied the front of the nightie, exposing my breasts to the air. He held a breast in his hand, kneading and pinching the nipple.

“I love your breasts,” he said, looking down at his hand. “Does this feel good, sweetheart?” he asked as he looked up at me. I nodded yes, watching his eyes roam over my body. His hand continued its path down the front of my chest. He skimmed his finger over the fabric between my legs, making me moan.

“Does this feel good, baby?” he asked, looking at me. I nodded yes, raising my hips to meet his finger as he stroked me through my very wet panties.

He was watching my reaction to his touch; our playfulness had suddenly turned serious. He wanted to know what I liked, and it pleased me that he cared enough to ask.

“I love your pussy,” he said, kissing me. His eyes were already hooded. I could feel how excited he was by how his cock bobbed up and down as he moved his body to look at mine.

I thought I needed to know what he liked too, so I swallowed and reached down to stroke his cock.

“Do you like that?” I asked.

“Yes, your hand feels so good around my cock, baby,” he said.

He was always very verbal when we had sex, telling me exactly what to do, so I figured I’d continue. I ran my hand up his chest and around his shoulder, then back down to grab his ass.

“Does it feel good when I stroke your body?” I asked, watching his response. Even though I could see his reaction, I still wanted to hear him say it.

“God, yes,” he said, looking into my eyes.

“Do you like it when I suck your cock?” I asked.

“Do you?” he asked with a smile.

“Yes, I love it,” I confessed.

“It’s the best feeling in the world. I love watching these lips wrap around my cock; just the thought of you sucking me off makes me hard,” he said, brushing my hair out of my eyes. “Do you like it when I eat you?” he asked, leaning in for a gentle kiss.

“Mmmm…it feels so good,” I confessed, feeling a slight warming of my cheeks as I admitted that.

He chuckled. “You’re blushing, baby,” he said, kissing me again.

“I’ve never talked like this before.”

“I know; that’s why I’m enjoying this so much.” He smiled at me.

“You like to see me squirm, don’t you?”

“Yes, but I like to know how you feel deep down,” he said, putting his hand over my heart. “I want total honesty from you. If you want to fuck, you need to say that to me.” He kissed me into complete
submission. “Your confessions tonight mean more to me than all the money in the world! I’ve noticed how good you are at hiding your feelings. Baby, I need to know what you’re feeling and thinking. You are important to me; never forget that,” he said, holding my chin so I couldn’t look away.

A tear escaped, and he caught it. Holding his finger up, he watched that tear roll down his finger; then he closed his hand and held it up.

“This tear means everything to me,” he said.

“It’s a happy tear,” I said, looking at his fist.

“I know, and that’s all I want from you are happy tears. It tears me up inside when you cry, Bailey. I was a fucking mess this morning when I heard you in the bathroom, and I knew I was responsible for your sadness,” he said.

“I’m sorry.”

“No, baby, I’m sorry. I needed to see you like that to realize what a total fuckup I was. I was so scared you were going to leave me,” he confessed.

“Jesse, I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said, pulling me up into his arms. “Bailey, I can’t promise I won’t screw things up again. But promise me we’ll talk things out like we have tonight; that’s all I’m asking.”

“I promise,” I said, kissing him.

“OK, now I want to ravish this beautiful body,” he said, smiling as he pulled the wet panties down my thighs. I giggled as he stroked and licked my folds. “Open up, baby,” he said, shifting my legs so they were over his shoulders and my core was open to him. He looked at me, licked his lips, and dove in licking and sucking my pussy. I lay back, just enjoying watching him.

“Mmmm…tastes like you and me,” he said, taking my legs off his shoulders to push my knees up as he covered my body with his. He kissed me, and I tasted the salty, musty combination of our lovemaking.

“Taste that, baby; that’s you and me,” he said, looking into my eyes as he slowly entered my body. “Ahhh…that’s the best feeling in the world,” he said, kissing me. I had to agree as he slowly inched all the way into my body.

“Feel me loving you, baby; you feel fucking fantastic,” he said, pulling out and then pushing back in with a moan.

This was not frenzied sex this time. His skill in the bedroom was apparent as he totally captivated my body with his stamina. I held him and lifted my pelvis to meet him thrust for thrust. He kept up his sexy bedroom talk, driving me higher and higher until we both exploded.

“That’s makeup sex,” he whispered.

“I like makeup sex,” I said, smiling at him.

“So, let’s see, we’ve had first sex,” he said with wiggly, raised eyebrows. “All sorts of bed sex,” he chuckled. “Shower sex, oral sex, wall sex,” he smirked. I couldn’t help but blush at his list of sexual encounters we’d had so far. He looked at me for a response.

“Mmmm…” was all I could say.

“Oh yes, frenzied sex, slow and sensual sex,” he ticked off on his fingers, smirking at me. “Personally, I liked the frenzied sex! Let’s see, then there’s morning sex, and now makeup sex,” he continued while stroking my back. “What was your favorite?” he asked, lifting my chin to look him in the eyes. “Remember, total honesty.”

“All of them, but frenzied was a particular favorite of mine,” I confessed. “When I see you up on that stage, I can’t wait to get your clothes off and feel you loving my body.” There, he wanted total honesty; I gave it to him.

“Hmmm…nice to know. There are still a lot of positions to explore and a lot of surfaces to cover,” he chuckled. “But you’re tired, so I’ll save those surprises for when you come to Arizona.”

“Mmmm…maybe now I’ll be able to have a conversation with Shelly about sex,” I chuckled.

“Just don’t take her up on that offer!” he warned.

“I don’t think I’m that adventurous. I’d get embarrassed, and she’d never let me hear the end of it. Girl has a memory like an elephant,” I said.

“Shelly is something else, but I’m glad you have her as a friend. I know nobody will mess with you while she’s around,” he chuckled. “I think you’re right; she’s perfect for Scott. Two blond forces of nature,” he laughed as he kissed my lips and tucked me into his body.

“I’m not done with you, so you rest for a bit while I hold you,” he said, kissing my neck. “Oh my God, you’re so sweet,” he groaned. He started to hum as he held me. I could listen to him forever. I must have fallen asleep, because when I woke up, the clock said three thirty a.m., and I was alone. I looked up, and Jesse was sitting back against the headboard watching me.

“Hi,” he smiled when I looked at him.

“Jesse…you didn’t take any more pictures, did you?” I asked, noticing I was completely naked, and my nightie was on the floor.

“Umm…maybe just two or three,” he said, looking sheepish.

“Damn it, Jesse, what if you get famous? You know how people hack into cell phones and computers. I don’t want anyone to see those.”

“You just looked so beautiful, I couldn’t resist—don’t worry; your face was covered by your hair,” he said. “I’ll make you a promise. When you move to Arizona to live with me, I’ll delete the pictures from my phone.”

“Blackmail, really, Jesse; you don’t play fair!”

“Whatever works, baby. But as long as I can’t have the real thing, I’m going to have these,” he said, holding his phone as he clicked another picture of me on my hands and knees as I crawled toward him.

“Jesse Greene, put that thing away.”

“Come here, baby; I’ve got a surprise for you,” he said, lowering his knees to reveal his hard cock. I wondered how long he’d had to wait with that erection for me to wake up.

“Something’s looking for you,” he said, pulling me onto his lap. “Straddle me,” he instructed, holding my waist while he positioned his cock. “Now sit,” he said, watching me as his cock disappeared inside me. “Ummm…that’s it, baby,” he groaned as I wiggled to fit him in. “Ahh…now you have me; what are you going to do with me?” he smiled with raised eyebrows.