Roadside Service (2 page)

“That would be perfect,” I beamed. “Thank you.”

“It’s my pleasure, Beautiful. Just let me get out of these clothes. Call your friend back if you need to.” I gulped. Was it wrong that I almost wanted to offer to help him get out of those dirty clothes? Luckily, he disappeared out the back to change before the offer fell out of my mouth.  Crap, this guy was really turning me on just by his mere presence. Imagine what he could do if I actually had sex with him.
Get on that, Violet!

I decided not to call Allie. I was hoping I’d get a bit of downtime at the hotel before my frantic agent tore in like a whirlwind. She was a great agent, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes I just needed some time for the real me. My life was crazy most of the time; all I asked was for a few hours of normality.

“Did you call your friend?” I jumped at hearing my mechanic’s voice from behind me while I was looking around his desk. It was so rude of me, but I’d been drawn to a few photos he had—one in particular, with a redheaded woman and a stocky, fair-haired guy. Was the redhead his girlfriend? Why the hell should I care?

“Um…no, I couldn’t get through. It’s fine, though,” I stuttered, turning to see Mr. Gorgeous now dressed in faded blue jeans, a tight grey V-neck top, and a black leather jacket. Holy crap, the guy could have had a career in modeling if he wanted to.

“We’ll have to take the truck again,” he smiled. “We won’t get any of your luggage on my ride.”

“What do you drive?” I asked, truly interested.

“A Harley,” he winked. Holy shit! Could he be any hotter?

“What make?”
Please don’t say a Roadster.
If you do, I’ll be a wet puddle of goo.

“A Roadster,” he replied, picking up my bags to load into the truck. Fuck me now!

“Wow, that’s kind of hot!” It was all I could actually say, and he chuckled gently. I was speechless until he began to drive me to the hotel.

“So what brings you to Nebraska for two weeks, Beautiful?” I turned to the gorgeous man in the driver’s seat, realizing I didn’t even know his name.

“Work mainly,” I sighed. “Um…I’ve just realized I don’t know your name.”

“Blake,” he replied softly. “And what about you? I can’t keep calling you ‘Beautiful’ all night.”
I think I just melted
.

“You can if you wanted to. I wouldn’t mind so much,” I giggled.

“I’d like a name, too, though,” Blake smirked. Christ, that smile and those lips—was it wrong that I wanted to lick them a few times?

“Violet,” I sniggered, thinking about my insane thoughts toward a man I’d only just met. He was driving me insane with lust. “Violet Weathers.” Would he work out who I was now that he had my full name? I watched for a reaction and then silently sighed in relief. Nope; my sex God had no idea who I was, and that excited me.

“Well, Violet,” Blake chuckled, pulling the car up to the hotel entrance, “here you go. I’ll let you know once I’ve called the rental place.” Crap! I didn’t want him to leave yet. What was I going to do?

“You’ll need to know my room number,” I blurted out.

“I can just call the hotel and find out,” he pointed out with a slight smirk.

“They won’t let you have my room number for security reasons,” I stressed as I got out. I needed to get this guy to my room…now!

“Violet,” Blake frowned with a gleam in his eyes. “Anyone listening to this conversation would think you were trying to get me up to your hotel room.”

“What would you do if I told you that were true?” I purred, watching the bellhop make his way over to collect my bags.

“Good evening, Miss Weathers. Do you want all these bags taken up to your suite? We have already done an express check in for you.” The bellhop smiled, handing me my room key.

“Yes, please,” I replied, turning back to look at Blake. He still looked a little taken aback by my boldness.
You haven’t seen anything yet, Blake.
 

“Miss Trevors asked that you inform her when you arrived,” the bellhop added before he collected my belongings. Yeah, like
that
was going to happen.
Sorry, Allie. I have plans for tonight—if Blake is willing.

“So what do you say?” I asked one last time, holding up my key card. “I’d really like to thank you personally for helping me out tonight.”

Blake shook his head and looked up into the night sky before finally dropping his gaze to me. “I’ve never met a woman as bold as you before, Violet,” he smoldered.

“Are you scared?” I teased, licking my lips enticingly.
Say yes, Blake. Please.

“Petrified,” he chuckled, running his hands through his unruly dark hair.

“I don’t bite,” I winked, nudging him softly.

“Somehow, I don’t believe you.”

“You’re really going to turn me down?” I pouted.

“I’m not sure I can,” Blake gulped. His blue eyes were hooded, and in that moment, I knew the unbelievably gorgeous man in front of me was mine for the night.

“You better come with me, then,” I grinned, taking his hand in mine as I led him into the hotel and straight toward the elevator. It was a good thing that it was so late; the lobby was fairly quiet, so we got up to my suite without any interruptions.

“Wow!” Blake gasped as he walked into my room. “What do you do for a living?”

“This and that,” I grinned, slipping out of my jacket while watching him wander around the room. The extravagance was nothing new to me. I’d seen suites like it all over the world countless times before.

“You’re being very cryptic, Violet,” he frowned, turning to look at me.

“I didn’t rob a bank, Blake,” I giggled, moving toward him. I wasn’t sure I could hold back my desire much longer.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked, watching my every move as I seductively walked closer to him. “We’ve only just met and I…”  

“Surely you can feel this sexual tension between us. We want each other, Blake, so why deny it?” I purred, placing my hand on his chest. Oh, his muscles were glorious even through his T-shirt. I licked my lips before gazing up at him.

“I don’t want you to think I do this with all my customers, but Violet, fuck, you are so beautiful,” he groaned, stroking my cheekbone with his fingertips. I’d been called beautiful so many times before, but with Blake it felt different.

“Then what are you waiting for?” I whispered, leaning up toward him. Within seconds, his lips were against mine. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled his leather jacket off so I could have access to his divine body. His tongue began to collide furiously with mine, and I could feel his hands snake down my back before cupping my ass. I needed us both to be naked—and fast.

We were tearing at each other’s clothes as I pulled Blake toward the bed, and by the time we fell onto the mattress, we were both only wearing our underwear.

“Fuck, you could be a supermodel, Violet,” Blake moaned into my mouth. I hid my giggle at the irony of his words. He really had no idea who I was.

I couldn’t help but arch into his touch as his hands slid down toward my chest. My nails were digging into his back as he pulled the cups of my bra down, freeing my breasts. I snarled as his lips descended onto my yearning nipples.

“Ugh, more…more, Blake,” I panted, my hands finding his hair. He heard my plea and I felt his hands sneak down inside my panties. As his fingers slipped inside me, we both groaned. I was so turned on and I knew I was drenched down there.

“Fucking hell, Violet!” He crashed his lips harder against mine as he began a frantic pace. He fucked me hard with those talented digits of his, moving back to lavish my breasts as if he’d never seen a pair of tits before. It was intense. Blake was concentrating solely on my pleasure. Damn, he
could
be a keeper. It didn’t take me long to climax with the amount of attention I was getting. He had been driving me crazy with desire from the moment I watched him hit his head on the car hood.

“Do you have a condom?” he muttered against my ear while I was still in a state of orgasmic bliss. Oh, this guy didn’t like to waste any time.

“In my bag,” I panted, pointing to the bag at the side of the bed. “In the front pocket,” I stressed.
Get the condom quick, and FUCK ME!
Wow, what was this guy doing to me? I’d never been so wanton before.

Blake smirked at me as he pulled my panties down my legs before removing his own underwear.
Now
that
is an impressive cock.
I licked my lips, just taking in the sight of him. Good God, he was a masterpiece—every last inch of him.

He pulled my legs apart once his condom was on, and I braced myself for the onslaught. I hope he fucked like an animal because I needed that tonight; I wanted to forget everything, including my own name.

I closed my eyes, waiting to feel his cock slide into my slick folds, when he shifted on the bed.

“God, you’re mouth watering,” Blake murmured, moving down my body toward my sex. Fuck! I had one guess as to where he was heading, and the anticipation had me growing even wetter. His shoulders parted my legs even more, and when I felt his hot breath on my most sensitive skin, I fisted the sheets behind me. “I need to taste you.”

“Do it then!” I yearned. Without needing any further prompting, Blake parted my folds with his fingers and I suddenly felt his lips on me. He explored every inch of my pussy before finally sucking my clit into his mouth, the pleasure sending me bolting off the bed.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he chuckled from between my legs, holding me in place with his strong hands. With that, he began to truly ‘eat me out.’ He licked up every bit of wetness, groaning about how good I tasted. I ate well, so I was guessing I must have tasted quite sweet, but no one had ever given me oral like that before. I came within minutes.

“Fuck, you taste so good, and you’re waxed, too. I like that a lot,” Blake mused, moving back up my body.   

“I like to keep myself nice,” I giggled, widening my eyes when I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked with a cocky smirk. I was more than ready for him and he knew it.

With one swift thrust, he entered me and we both grunted. Oh, it felt so good. I clung to him, my legs wrapped around his waist while he held my ass, using it for leverage as he thrust over and over again. It was the most intense feeling I had experienced in a long time, if ever.

I couldn’t even form a single thought. I was lost in the feelings he was bringing out, and when I did cum, it was a powerhouse of euphoria.

“Holy…fucking hell,” Blake groaned as he came soon after me.

“Wow,” I panted, lying on my back once Blake had moved off me.

“How long are you in town for again?” he asked, gasping for air and flopping down on his back beside me after he disposed of the condom.

“Two weeks.” I turned, grinning at him.

“We need to do this again before you go.”

“I was hoping we could do this every night while I’m here,” I smoldered, running my fingertips down his bare chest.

“Every night?” Blake quirked his eyebrow. Crap, I wanted him again. What was he doing to me?

“What? Are you afraid you don’t have the stamina?” I giggled, moving so I was straddling him.

“Oh, I have the stamina, Beautiful,” he winked, gripping my breasts as I rocked against him. His length was coming back to life already so I leaned over and grabbed another condom from the table. “I’m hoping you’ll be able to keep up with me, actually.”

“Mmm…” I purred, leaning down to kiss his lips while rolling the condom on his cock at the same time his hands moved to grip my ass. “I guess we’ll have to find out,” I muttered, pushing down onto him.

I rocked my hips back and forth first, becoming lost in the sensation of feeling him deep inside me. I’d always loved this position, but having Blake between my legs was something else.

“Fuck, Violet! You feel amazing when you squeeze my cock like that,” he snarled, his hands snaking up my body and finding a home on my breasts, which he started palming. I grinned down at him, finally beginning to ride his impressive dick. Oh, the power of watching this man groaning because of my actions.

It didn’t take long until Blake had his hands on my ass again, helping me to build the maddening rhythm. When he started to pulse inside me, he moved his fingers to my pussy and rubbed frantically over my clit.  I threw my head back when I felt my orgasm start to surface from the pit of my stomach.

“Fuck me,” Blake moaned as he came hard right after I did.

I took the opportunity to call Allie while Blake was on a bathroom break, just to let her know that I had made it to the hotel in one piece. She wanted to check on me, but I told her I had a migraine and was going to sleep. Thankfully it worked because Blake and I weren’t interrupted at all. In fact, we fucked all night—there were no two ways about it. That man was an animal in bed, just like me. By the time sleep came, I was exhausted but so blissfully relaxed from all the earth shattering orgasms I’d had.

I squinted when I felt the bed move early the next morning, looking up to see Blake getting dressed.

“You’re leaving?” I pouted, wrapping the sheet around my body.