Just One Look (Women of Substance) (12 page)

He rose and put his arms around me. “Can you keep it short and sweet and make it lunch only? I’ll wait here for you—unless you want me to come with you.”

“I told you, Anderson. No fuck buddies allowed.”

“Fuck you!” he released me and resumed his seat.

“Maybe later. I don’t have time now,” I shot back.

He reached out and caught my hand again. Then, despite my resistance, he drew me down onto his lap. “What the hell do you want from me, Narena?”

“Who says I want anything from you other than an occasional fuck?”

He curled his fingers in my hair. “You keep talking like that and I’ll dump your big ass on the floor.”

“Just so you know, I don’t find being threatened sexy.” I shoved against his shoulders and rose.

He shot to his feet and stepped in front of me. “I wouldn’t hurt you, Narena.”

I balled a hand into a fist and hit his shoulder. “Then don’t threaten me!”

He took my hand in his and brought it up to his lips. “I don’t usually have to work this hard to keep a woman interested.”

“If it’s too much effort—”

He pressed his fingers against my lips. “Before this is over, I have a feeling I’ll be stark raving mad.”

“Then you’d better quit while you’re still slightly sane.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He bent his head and pressed his lips against mine.

I melted into him, linking my arms around his neck.

We kissed until I felt his cock stirring. Then I dragged my mouth from his and pulled out of his arms.

We stared at each other.

He blew out a breath and raked a hand through his hair. “Oh shit! You make me so hard.”

“I want more than a hard cock, Anderson!”

“That’s not all I’m offering!”

I moistened my lips. “What else are you offering?”

“Exclusivity. I have zero interest in seeing any woman other than you.”

Such an arrangement might lead to a world of endless possibilities. Or it might lead to heartbreak. Either way, it was definitely a step in the right direction. “I’ll think about it.”

“While you’re doing that, think about this.” He urged me against the nearest wall, reached under my skirt to push my thong aside. Then, as he kissed me, he unzipped his pants and pressed his bare cock against my slit.

“No!” I pushed against his shoulders. “Not without protection!”

“Without protection.” He drove his hips forward.

I shuddered as his bare cock pushed into my pussy.
This is real. Not a dream. You can’t let him do this!
I put my arms around him and dug my fingers in his ass. “Fuck me like mine is the only pussy in the world.”

“For me it is,” he told me, sliding his cock slowly in and out of me. “For me, yours is the only pussy in the world worth being inside.”

Such sweet, sweet words. “Fuck me and then fill me with your cum, sweet,” I whispered.

“That’s exactly what I’m going to do.” He unbuttoned my blouse and fastened his lips on my right nipple.

Paradise. I closed my eyes and rocked my hips in time with his thrusts.

He lifted one of my legs and pushed in deeper.

Oh God. No fuck had ever felt better.

Arching my back, I tightened my pussy around him. And we fucked with a wild, hot abandon. It was quick and gritty and very satisfying when he clutched me close and I knew he was coming inside me.

“Fill me with your cum,” I encouraged, squeezing his cock with my vaginal muscles.

He shuddered and leaned his full weight on me, pinning me against the wall. “It’s for you, honey,” he whispered, his voice brusque. “Only you.”

Smiling, I lifted my face.

He kissed me and then pressed his face against my neck. “God, that was insane.” He lifted his head to stare down at me. “What the hell are you doing to me?”

I caressed his cheeks. “Making you happy?”

“Very happy,” he said and eased his cock out of me. He stared at me.

I don’t know how, but I knew he wanted to ask me about birth control. I was tempted to let him stew in his own juices but only briefly. “It would serve you right if I weren’t on birth control, but I am,” I told him.

“Then there’s nothing stopping us from fucking raw again and again,” he said, pushing his cock back inside me.

I trembled and pushed him away. “That was your first and last raw fuck.”

“The hell it was.” He slipped his cock back into me, grabbed my hips, and fucked me hard and fast.

With my ass slapping against the wall each time he shot his hard length back inside, I surrendered to him and fucked him back. Sweet lord, it was beyond good when we came within seconds of each other.

Then with his cock still inside me, he slumped against me. “Oh fuck. You’re making me lose what’s left of my mind.”

“What a lovely feeling.”

“What?” He drew his hips back, allowing his cock to slip from my body.

“Being full of your cum.”

“We can not do that again,” he said, turning to lean against the wall beside me.

“It was your idea.” I sighed. “Now I have to go shower and change again.”

He slapped my ass as I moved away from the wall.

When I emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body, he lay stretched out on the bed—nude and fully aroused. He patted the bed beside him. “Come join me, honey.”

I shook my head. “Even if I didn’t have to go to my parents, how much pounding do you think my pussy can take in one day?”

“I don’t know. Let’s find out.”

I laughed, thrilled that his desire hadn’t abated. “I’m due home in less than an hour. Will you wait for me?”

“No, but I’ll come back when you’re home,” he said.

“Wait for me?”

“I need to run a quick errand or two while you’re gone. Let me borrow your spare key and I’ll be here when you return.”

“My spare key?” I’d never given my key to a man.

He nodded.

You’ve just allowed him to come inside you twice. And you’re worried about giving him your key?
I reached into my nightstand drawer and placed the key on top.

He smiled. “I’ll be here when you return.”

I bent over and kissed him.

He pulled me onto the bed.

“Hey! No!”

He wrestled me onto my back and slipped between my legs. “How about a quickie, honey?”

“No, Andy!”

He rolled off me. “That’s the first time you’ve called me Andy.”

“You don’t like it?”

“Generally? No, but you can call me whatever you like and I’ll come running, honey.”

“Oh…damn. That’s sweet.”

He grinned. “I can be very sweet.”

“So can I.” I gave a gentle tug on his cock and then scrambled off the bed when he reached for me. “I have to get dress and go.”

He sighed and turned onto his stomach. “Don’t keep me waiting long.”

“I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

Chapter Six

Narena

I smiled like an idiot for most of the forty-five minute drive home. My mother took one look at my face and drew me into the kitchen and closed the door. “Who is he?”

“Who is who, Mom?”

“The man you’re in love with.”

I moistened my lips and decided it would be useless to pretend she was mistaken. “It’s early days yet, Mom. Very early days.”

“The way you’re glowing the feeling must be mutual.”

I didn’t delude myself into believing that Anderson was in love with me but I knew he at least had a major league crush on me. And I knew I was going to do everything I could to make him fall in love with me. “Not yet, but I’m hoping he’ll soon get there.”

She caressed my cheek. “It’s so good to see you looking so radiant, darling. I’m looking forward to meeting him.”

“It’s early days yet, Mom,” I reminded her. “And he’s not in love with me.”

“Maybe not yet but how could he not fall in love with you?”

I smiled and we hugged each other.

Both my brothers were there. Watching the men I loved lavish affection and adoration on the women they loved left me longing for something like it with Anderson.

Lunch at home usually ended at one-thirty or quarter to two. But having all of us together for the first time in over a year, Mom was loath for the day to end. Even though I longed to rush home to Anderson, I agreed to stay a little longer.

Mom served Sunday dinner at five. At four-ten I kissed everyone goodbye and left with two plates filled with some of Mom’s southern favorites. I made a quick stop and then drove home, eager to see Anderson.

I walked into an apartment filled with roses.

Anderson sat on the balcony sipping a beer. He immediately rose when I walked out onto the balcony and put his arms around me. “It’s about time,” he said, kissing me behind my ear. “I was beginning to imagine things.”

I slipped my arms around his neck. “Such as?”

“Such as you encountering an old boyfriend and deciding to stay and get reacquainted with him.”

“With you waiting here? Surely you jest.”

He smiled. “You do realize you’re even prettier now than you were this morning. Don’t you?”

I laughed, filled with delight. “Mom sent you a plate.”

“I’m flattered.” He hesitated for a moment before he went on. “I have a present for you.”

“I love presents.” I looked around. “Where is it?”

Releasing me, he stepped back and reached inside his jacket pocket.

I stared at the small black jeweler’s box in his hand. It clearly held a ring. I moistened my lips and looked up at him. “Anderson?”

He opened the box. Inside was a gorgeous golden promise ring with a beautiful medium sized diamond surrounded by a cluster of three small diamonds on each side.

When I stared at him silence, he removed it from the box and slipped it onto my ring finger.

“It’s a perfect fit,” he said. “Just like you and me.”

I sucked in a breath. “Oh Anderson.”

“Do you like it?”

I’d like an engagement ring better but this beautiful ring was a step in the right direction. “I love it!” I said, slipping my arms around his neck.
And I love you.

He kissed me before stepping away to pull another jeweler’s box from his pocket. He opened it to reveal a simple golden band. “I thought you might want to buy this for me to wear,” he said.

I slid the golden band onto his ring finger. “Just how much is this going to set me back?” I asked, blinking hard in an effort to keep my gaze tear-free.

“Only a couple of hundred dollars. Do you like the idea of my wearing a ring too?”

I nodded. “You know I do but I didn’t expect this. Before last night, I didn’t even think I’d ever see you again.”

“And you were okay with that?”

“No, but what choice did I have?”

“I feel as if things are rapidly spinning out of my control.”

“And you’re okay with that?” I asked.

He shook his head. “Not really but I’ll be damned if I’ll risk having any other man in your life. I know this isn’t the commitment you want but give me time to get there?”

I would have liked a firmer commitment, but as I’d told my mother, it was early days. I was in love with him and ready to do everything I could to make him fall in love with me. And I loved that he’d not only bought a ring for me but one for himself as well.

I smiled up at him. “I’m sure you’re not ready to hear this but I’m in love with you.”

I felt his chest expand several times as he took deep breaths. “Are you sure?”

I nodded. “I’m positive. That’s the only reason I had unprotected sex with you and allowed you to come inside me. I have no plans or desire to be a single mother but if it happened, I wouldn’t be devastated—because I’m in love with you. Because I am I couldn’t view having your baby as anything but a positive experience.”

He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against mine. “Give me a little time, honey, and I’ll be there with you.”

“I hope so because I’d hate to be in love alone, Andy.”

“Oh fuck!” He inhaled slowly. “You’re not.”

I jerked back and stared at him, the muscles in my throat tightening. “I’m not? You mean…what do you mean?”

“I…ah…I’m having a little trouble saying the words because I’ve never said them and I know they’ll bind me in a way I’ve never been bound before.”

“And you don’t want to be bound to me?”

“Part of me is scared shitless at the idea.”

Why couldn’t he want the commitment I was desperately needed from him?

“That’s why I let you walk away and then had to resort to drinking to try to deal with the ache and the emptiness I felt when I had.”

I bit my lip.

“Another part of me can’t envision a happy future that doesn’t include you and me together…forever.”

Tears filled my eyes and ran down to my cheeks. “Don’t say that unless you mean it, Andy.”

“I do mean it. I think it happened for me the day we met but I’m just going to need you to give me a little time to be comfortable with saying the actual words. I know you want to hear them and part of me wants to say them but I just need a little more time to wrap my mind around the idea of what’s happened to me. Is that something you can handle?”

I so wanted to hear
I love you too
but I was confident that I would one day hear those three precious words. I now believed he felt them and was willing to wait until they came easily to his lips. I nodded. “Yes. I can handle waiting.”

He engulfed me in his arms and held me close. “Oh thank God!” He kissed my neck. “I won’t let you down, honey. I promise.”

I rubbed my cheek against his shoulder. “You want to go to bed so we can have a first fuck as a committed couple?”

“Hell yes.”

We walked into the bedroom hand in hand. He sat watching while I slowly stripped off my clothes. Then I walked across the room to the chair where he sat and urged him to his feet. “You’re overdressed.”

He caressed my breasts. “What do you plan to do about it?”

I kissed his neck and ear and then we pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. His undershirt followed. Then I kissed and nibbled at each of his nipples while opening the waistband of his pants and sliding his zipper down.