Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) (8 page)

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Authors: James Johnson

Tags: #romance, #Erotica, #Fiction

Once again a Steven image popped into her head. It was a vivid replay of one of last night’s erotic moments. He laid her back on the bed, telling her to relax. “Enjoy your pleasure,” he said in that sexy voice. Slowly, deliberately, he lubed up her tits, first one, then the other, with fresh oil, lightly pinching her nipples as he did so.

Sexy Steven then slid up, straddling her with his cock between her breasts. He pushed them tight around his shaft and slowly began stroking them. Her erect nipples massaged the top of his engorged cock as he pushed his way through her breasts. With every stroke his purple head would appear from the flesh of her turned-on tits. It would just make it to the tip of her outstretched tongue. She reached out and flicked the tip of it. Ummm! She could taste him—oh so good, so yummy, so delicious. The tiny droplets that graced the tip of his cock were hers to savor. Steven was a man she wanted to eat up, drink up—totally consume him in every way. Yeah, give me that…

Get out! Get out of my mind! I’m at work! This is crazy!

Jena concentrated on where she was. This was insane. What had she become—an addict, an overnight sex maniac? She had to somehow block him out of her mind. How else could she work? Somehow she was going to have to make it through the day. It was time to go to work!

Jena reached to remove her purse from the desk. Out of habit she also quickly checked her phone. A text—from Steven! She clicked to read it.

Call me when you can. See you tonight sexy girl?

Jena felt the blood race throughout her body. Her hot man wanted to see her again! Yes! She quickly responded back with a text.

Tonight for sure. Will call at noon. Got a story to tell you. You make me crazy!

Jena opened her purse to put away the phone. Immediately came Steven’s reply.

All I can think about is you hot girl.

Jena smiled as she cleared her desk. She would be fighting off lusty thoughts all day. That was for sure. It would require every grain of willpower she had within her. But at least she could rest assured that she would see Steven again. All she had to do was survive eight hours of work and she would be rewarded. There would be at least one more sensual evening with her dream man. She was determined there would be many more.

It was focus time. Jena stood and took two deep breaths. What did Roger have for her this morning? As she entered his office Vicki was walking out. They exchanged glances and smiles as they passed. Vicki’s eyes showed a hunger of her own. Jena chuckled to herself. Steven’s sensual powers were contagious and knew no bounds.

Roger handed over some papers to her along with instructions. Her morning duties included data inputting, some filing and lots of phone calls. Jena was relieved. It was all easy stuff that she could do in her sleep. She might as well be sleeping considering the distracted state of her triple X mind.

Jena trudged through her morning. Surprisingly she was able to concentrate on her tasks. She even landed a big contract for Roger via phone. It was a prospect he had given up on. He delegated it to Jena as a last ditch effort. He was ecstatic when informed that she had closed the deal.

Jena was amazed at her own performance. She was not a natural salesperson. It had to be her current state of mind. Maybe a healthy dose of hot sex was the vital ingredient for successful sales. It certainly provided an extra boost of confidence. It relaxed her and set her on fire at the same time. Maybe all-night earth-shaking orgasms should become mandatory corporate policy. There would be few complainers.

Noon finally came. Jena retrieved her chicken salad from the break room refrigerator. She headed to the outdoor patio. Great—no one was there. She really wanted privacy when she spoke to Steven.

Jena quickly pulled up his number and dialed. Just knowing his sexy voice was a moment away excited her. It rang once. He answered.

“Hi, hot girl,” came his charismatic greeting. “How are you holding up today? You didn’t get much sleep.”

Jena laughed. “I’d trade what I got for a few hours sleep anytime. How is your day going?”

“It’s going well,” replied Steven. “This is a great bunch here. The inventory is going smoothly. How about your day?”

“Oh, Steven, you have
no
idea what you’ve done to me.”

“Tell me about it, baby. I wanna hear it.”

Jena thought for a moment. Should she tell him that she had an orgasm simply from thinking about him? What the heck—as intimate as they were why should she hold back on anything?

“Steven, I had an orgasm this morning just
thinking
about last night.
I was at work—at my desk—with a coworker standing right beside me!
And you know what’s funny? I’m not even embarrassed about it. Well, maybe a little bit.”

“Damn, baby.” Steven seemed at a loss for words.

“Ummm,” he moaned softly. It was that special little thing he did when he was beginning to get turned-on. There was nothing fake about it, just his raw sensuality making its presence known.

“So what do you think?” asked Jena. She knew she was turning him on. “Do you like it that I cum just thinking about you? Huh, hot guy?”

She heard him take a deep breath. “Oh God, baby. You have no idea what that does to me. I’d like to rip your clothes off right now. You send electricity through my veins. You’re so damn erotic, so sexy.”

Jena began to feel the heat again. The animal in her was coming out. She wanted him
now
. She wanted to strip him down, lay him out, kiss those sexy lips, and suck and fuck him until he could take no more—and that was a lot!

“Steven, when can I see you? You’ve got me so hot right now that I’m about to explode. Why don’t you come to my place tonight? I’ll cook dinner for us.”

“Sure, baby,” replied Steven, “but I don’t want you cooking dinner. That’s too much trouble and time—time that we can spend doing other things. I’ll bring something over to eat.”

“Okay, how about pizza?” asked Jena.

“Pizza sounds great—any certain kind?”

“James Café makes a great one. It’s a California style-vegetarian if that’s okay with you.”

“Alright, pizza it is,” said Steven. “Where in the heck do you live?”

“I’ll text you my address,” said Jena. “I’m exactly five and a half minutes away by car. None of that horrendous rush hour traffic for me. I’ve got better things to do than sit in traffic all day.”

“You sure do now,” said Steven. “I’ll make sure of that. You deserve to lie back after a hard day and think about nothing. I’ll give you a massage. You just relax, baby. Think of nothing and do nothing.”

“Yeah, right,” said Jena. “The hottest man on the planet is massaging my naked body and I’m supposed to think about nothing and do nothing.”

“Yeah,” said Steven. “What about me? You tell me you’re fantasizing about me and getting off at your desk. Do you have
any idea
what that does to me? I’m rock hard right now just thinking about it.”

“Oh, God,” moaned Jena. “You have no idea what that does to me—what you just said. I can just picture your perfect hard cock right now.”

“Hot Jena girl,” breathed Steven, “I’ve got to get back to work before I decide to come over there right now. You’ve got me so horny I can’t stand it. I’ll see you about seven, okay?”

“Sure,” answered Jena. “I can’t wait. Bye.”

“Bye, baby.”

Jena squirmed in her seat. Knowing that he was so turned-on sent her up another notch. Her pussy now ached with a need. How could it be that she had just had more sex last night than the entire previous year—and she was craving more!

They were meant to be. She and Steven were connected. There really was something to the “chemistry” everyone always talked about. It was real and it was good—damn good. Their bodies, minds and souls melded as one. They were bound tight by the elements—comfort, friendship, excitement and raw passion.

They were two wild animals consumed with lust. Their appetites for each other knew no bounds. To feast upon each other was their ultimate pleasure. They wanted to taste each other, drink each other, wear the other’s lusty juices like a crown jewel. It didn’t get any more intimate than that.

Chapter 12

I
t was almost seven. Steven would be here soon. Jena looked at herself in the mirror for the first time. Normally she would be analyzing her look from every conceivable angle. With Steven she didn’t feel the need to search for cosmetic perfection. He already made her feel perfect. He still had that natural ability to put a woman at ease—make her f
eel
like a woman—a woman desired. It was amazing how comfortable she felt about herself. She
knew
she was hot.

Amazingly she had made it through the workday. The afternoon proved to be even more productive than the morning. Once she got rolling her energy level was off-the-charts. Roger noticed it and even commented on it.

Unlike Vicki, he didn’t know the source of the newfound vigor. Vicki knew exactly what generated Jena’s liveliness and to what degree. And she was dying to meet the man who induced spontaneous workplace climaxes.

Jena heard a light double-knock on her door. God, even his knock was sensual. She adjusted the only piece of clothing on her body, a loose fitting blue sundress. She knew Steven would love the simplicity of it. She pushed a loose string of hair behind her ear.

Jena gazed through the peephole. There he was, tall and handsome and dripping with sensuality. He looked to be holding some sort of package. Jena opened the door.

“Hi baby,” said Steven as his eyes raked over her body. “You look fantastic.”

Jena leaned in and kissed his lips. “Thanks, you look great too. Come in.”

Steven entered. He was carrying a large pizza sitting atop a wooden crate.

“What in the heck is that?” Jena pointed to the wooden box.

Steven smiled. “That’s for you. It’s a full case of Chateau Kiss wine. That is your favorite wine, right?”

“A whole case—oh my!” exclaimed Jena. “You didn’t have to do that. I know how much that wine costs and it’s not cheap by any means. Steven!”

Jena walked over to the kitchen table and cleared a spot. “Sit it over here. I know it’s heavy.”

Jena grabbed the pizza from the top and Steven placed the wine on the table.

Steven glanced around and took notice of the surroundings. Jena’s one bedroom apartment was clean and tidy. Jena instinctively knew he felt comfortable.

“Oh, one more thing,” said Steven. He reached behind his back and pulled something out.

It was three roses, one red, one white and one orange.

“Oh, Steven!” Jena’s green eyes brightened. “I never expected all this!”

She jumped into his arms and held him tight. Steven placed the roses on the table and wrapped his arms around her. They held each other like lovers—no, like lovers in
love
.

Suddenly it happened. A magic energy flowed between them. It was an unstoppable force. Walls crashed down. Jealousy, selfishness and ego floated away never to be seen again. An incorporeal essence took its place. It transcended the three dimensional world and burned its way into their hearts. It was an outside spirit that had entered the depths of their souls, twisting and tying the fibers of their cores, making them one. From now on one’s pleasure would be the others. From now on one’s pain would be felt by both. There was no more you, no more me—only us.

Up until now neither one of them had really known what to think of it all. They only knew that they had spent an incredibly erotic night together. Both of them sensed there was more to it than just hot sex, but now they
knew
it. What they had was
real
. It wasn’t infatuation playing head games with them. It was two friends reconnecting on every wavelength. It was trust and friendship bound by a scorching physical attraction.

Steven lifted her chin and gently kissed her lips. They held each other even tighter. An unexplainable power had forever forged them together. It was absolute and true. Steven and Jena were one. They would eternally be bound by a special presence, a uniting force, a harmonious union of their souls. It was love.

“Oh, my God!” exclaimed Jena. “Did you feel
that!”

“Yes, baby,” replied Steven in a soft voice. “Don’t speak right now. Let it—whatever it is, whatever is going on—let it settle between us, with us,
in
us.”

For a long moment neither one spoke. They simply stood there, body against body, soaking in each other. Steven was right. The presence that now bound them was communicating with them. It seemed to be thanking them. Yes, it was relaying an unspoken message of gratitude.

Maybe it needed them as much as they needed it. Maybe this was truly a rare human event—or at least very, very special. Maybe love was a presence, an entity that needed a physical place to manifest itself. Perhaps it too was searching for peace, a home to call its own.

Maybe two people connected really occupied a special place in the cosmos. Maybe love was as grateful to find two special souls as they were to receive it. If so, it had to be the ultimate merger, the epitome of perfection, the crowning achievement of the universe. One thing was certain—being in love was the greatest feeling a human being could experience.

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