“I should be, I suppose, but truth to tell, the sight of you giving my brother head was a pretty heavy turn-on.” She flushed hotly. “I really thought it was you.” He smiled. “I believe you. I can picture the whole thing now. You were using the vibrator when Ryan showed up at the door. You weren’t exactly thinking straight. Turned on as thoroughly as the gizmo, you jumped his bones. The only thing I can’t figure out is why you thought I’d knock on the door.” “He didn’t knock.”
“He walked right in?”
“No, I heard the car door and I raced to the door to jump
your
bones. I was frustrated because I couldn’t get that thing to work.”
He grinned. “The cat got it to work.”
She rolled her eyes in remembered frustration. “Oh, it functioned all right, it just didn’t work for me. I couldn’t get it to do the right things at the right time and . . .” She trailed off, shrugging.
“I see. So you were plenty frustrated when he arrived.”
“I still am. All I did with Ryan was . . . what you saw.”
Jake’s grin broadened. “So am I to understand you could use a little attention?”
She groaned. “I could use a lot of attention.” He moved toward her, his eyes growing ravenous. Almost as hungry as she felt.
He dragged her into his arms and kissed her. Hot and hungry.
She welcomed him, pressing her body against him, loving the feel of his hardness against her softness.
“Jenna, I’m not going to turn back now, but I want to know . . .”
She kissed him again. “Know what, Jake?”
“Did you really want me or did you just want to satisfy your craving?”
“I wanted to satisfy my craving . . .” She grasped his hands in hers and gazed deeply into his eyes, seeing the deep disappointment
there. “. . . for you.’”
She captured his mouth with hers and thrust her tongue inside. She stroked, then swirled around the inside of his lips. “I want
you,
Jake.” A smile spread across his face as his hands stroked down her back, then over her bare buttocks, then pulled her into his groin.
She groaned at the welcome contact, the bulge in his pants cradled against her hot center.
His lips captured hers and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her eyelids drifting closed, as she gave herself over to the kiss. His hot tongue darted in and out of her mouth. She stroked it while moving her lips ravenously on his. His hands clasped around her waist and he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him as she felt herself being carried backward. Into the kitchen.
She felt stone-cold marble under her bare butt and shivered in excitement. She was far too hot to be cooled off by a little cold stone beneath her. Jake released her waist and unfastened the buttons of her shirt, watching the fabric part as he moved down. She’d shed her bra earlier while reading the sexy book he’d given her. Now, seeing the delight in his eyes, she was glad she had.
His hands stroked over her breasts lightly; then he leaned down and drew one into his mouth. He sucked voraciously, sending her already lust-filled body into high gear. When he sucked the other nipple, she grasped his head to her, making tiny whimpering sounds deep in her throat.
Jake eased back and stood gazing up and down her body. Here she sat, butt-naked on the kitchen counter, legs spread wide, with Jake fully dressed. She felt her insides melt and her pussy grew hot and slick. Jake studied every inch of her with his sultry gaze. Goose bumps flared across her skin. Neither of them moved, mesmerized by the incredible, sexy moment. Her nipples extended into long, hard nubs and the moisture pooling in her pussy began to drip down her thighs. Jake finally moved. Undoing his belt, he held her gaze with his smoldering, ravenous eyes. He released the button on his fly, then the sound of the zipper sliding down, an exceptionally sexy sound, sent shivers down her spine. He dropped his pants and they hit the floor with a clunk, thanks to the leather belt and buckle.
He started to undo his shirt but she stilled his hands.
She licked her lips.
“Leave it on.”
She hooked her index finger under the waistband of his briefs.
“Leave these on, too.”
She pulled on the waistband and tugged the elastic down, then tucked it under his balls, exposing all of him. She wrapped her hands around his huge erection.
A laugh rumbled deep in his throat.
“I sense another fantasy.”
She smiled, stroking her free hand up his tie, then grasping it tightly under the knot and tugging him closer. “No, just taking advantage of an incredibly sexy situation when it presents itself.”
“Mmm.” He kissed her throat, sending tingles down her neck and straight to the tips of her nipples. “My dirty girl wants to be taken advantage of by the powerful businessman who wants to have his way with her?”
He captured one nipple in his mouth and she groaned.
“Something like that.”
She pumped his cock, suddenly impatient to have it inside her.
She leaned back against the cupboard and lifted her legs to hook her heels on the edge of the counter, which opened her legs wider, exposing her wet pussy to his view. She felt wanton. A dirty girl.
And she wanted to be a very
good
dirty girl.
“Do you like what you see, Mr. Leigh?”
Her hands stroked down her belly and over the damp folds between her legs.
“Oh, yeah.” His eyes darkened and glazed a little as he watched her finger stroke up and down. She slipped the finger inside. His breathing accelerated.
“This is what I want you to do to me,” she said as she slid the finger in and out. She moved it faster as she grasped his cock. “But with this.”
She removed her finger and shifted her hips back a little. His gaze remained locked on her pussy. He grasped her wrist and raised her hand to his lips, then sucked her damp finger into his mouth. The feel of his hot mouth pulsing against her finger, knowing he tasted her juices, made her drip all the more.
“Mmm. Very nice.” He laid his finger on her hot, moist flesh and stroked, feeling her wetness. “But I have a different idea for my very dirty, very
wet
girl.” His grin was pure mischief as he leaned forward and gave her a peck on the mouth. “Don’t move.”
She watched in amazement as he walked away, leaving her naked, legs spread wide open, on the kitchen counter. A moment later, he returned, the purple penis sex toy in his hand.
“Oh, no.” She waved her hands back and forth. “That thing doesn’t work for me.”
Grinning, he held it up and pressed one of the buttons.
The penis began its rotation.
“I bet I can get it to work.” He pressed another button and the little flicky thing near the base began to vibrate. “I doubt it, I—“ She felt a light vibration against her clit. “Ohhh.” She watched him hold the tiny clitoral stimulator against her button as tremors of pleasure rippled through her. How had he managed to do that when she had failed so miserably?
He drew it away and she whimpered. He turned off the rotating shaft, then nudged it against her opening.
“I don’t think—“ Her halfhearted protest died on her lips as the purple erection glided into her. Her vagina clenched around the firm cock inside her.
“Sweetheart...” He leaned forward and nuzzled her neck. His breath caressed her skin like a whisper-soft feather. “Have more faith in me.”
He pressed a button and the shaft moved within her. She sucked in a breath. It rotated around and around, stroking her vaginal walls, sending thrilling sensations through her. Jake nuzzled her temple. “You like?”
“Oh, definitely.” Her words came out hoarse, then she squeaked as a mild vibration quivered against her clitoris. Her eyes rolled back and her lids closed. “Oh, baby.” A storm of energy built within her, drawing her senses to peak awareness. Jake drew the toy away, sliding it out of her until the cock head swirled around the mouth of her vagina. His fingertip pulsed on her clit; then he sank the cock into her again. Riotous sensations flickered through her as the pleasure rose higher and higher.
“Oh, God, yes,” she cried.
She wrapped her arms around him and slammed her lips against his, jabbing her tongue into his mouth in wild thrusts. He stroked his tongue against hers, then leaned down to lick her nipple, then the other, as he pressed the vibration to her clit again. His mouth closed over her nipple and he sucked hard. Joy pounded through her as she catapulted into a mind-blowing orgasm, blissful pleasure ricocheting through every part of her. Finally, gasping for breath, she slumped against the cupboards behind her. Her eyelids flickered open to see Jake grinning at her.
“And you thought it didn’t work.”
He drew the purple penis from her depths. The whirring mechanism seemed incredibly loud now. He silenced it with the press of a button, then tossed the device into the empty sink. “Silly me.” She smiled.
He captured her mouth, his tongue dipping in to stroke the inside of her lips. She curled her arms around his neck and drew him close, pressing her naked breasts to his fully clothed chest.
He cupped her breast and gave a light squeeze. “Now, my dirty girl, this powerful businessman wants to have his way with you.”
She pressed her arm against her head in the classic damsel in-distress gesture. “I’m helpless against you. What are you going to do to me?”
He dabbed lightly at her clitoris and murmured in her ear, “I’m going to drive my
enormous
cock into your dripping wet pussy.”
Shivers pulsed through her.
“No, you mustn’t,” she cried in mock concern. His cock head rubbed against her intimate flesh and she moaned. He thrust forward, and she cried out at the exquisite feel of his cock propelling into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pushed deep inside. She ran her hands across his incredibly tight butt muscles.
As soon as he started moving within her, she felt an orgasm blossoming again.
“Oh, God, Jenna .. .” He gasped. “I hope . . . you’re close . . . because I won’t. . . last. . . long.” The cadence of his speech was broken by his steady thrusts.
The heat in her core expanded, quivering through every part of her.
“Jake . . . “ His name came out as tight as her fists, which clenched the fabric of his shirt. “I’m going to .. .” She gasped as he spiraled inside her. “Oh, yes.” The waves of pleasure rippled over her. “I’m coming.”
He grunted, pausing deep inside her for a second as she clung to him. He began to move again, thrusting faster, kissing the side of her neck. He accelerated her pleasure to new heights.
“Yes,” she wailed, her voice trembling, as she fell into total bliss.
Slowly, she floated back to the real world, as he held her close, her head against his chest, and tenderly stroked her hair. “Wow.” It didn’t seem sufficient but it was all she could think to say.
He kissed the top of her head.
“Absolutely, wow,” he agreed.
She smiled and tipped her head up for a kiss. He met her lips hungrily, his arms tightening around her. “My, God, Jenna. I love you so much.”
Her insides quivered as she realized she was in love with Jake, too. Despite the deep sense of security and love she felt with Ryan, she knew that she felt something just as deep with Jake. It was too powerful to be just an echo of her feeling for Ryan.
My God, am I really in love with both men?
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
JAKE’S STRONG, WARM hands encircled Jenna’s waist and he lifted her from the counter. She held his hand as he led her through the bedroom toward the ensuite bathroom. Her gaze followed the curve of his sexy, hard butt as he walked ahead of her.
She still basked in the glow of love, but a nagging voice reminded her that Ryan still loved her and waited patiently for her answer—an answer she was farther from than before. Jake stopped in front of the shower and she smiled up at him. He smiled and kissed her tenderly.
She stroked her hands across his shoulders, then under the collar of his shirt, stroking across his upper chest, loving the feel of taut, well-formed muscles under her fingertips. She unfastened his buttons and pushed his shirt off his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He tugged off his briefs and socks, then led her into the large glass shower stall.
The warm water beat down on them as he soaped her body from top to bottom. He paid particular attention to her behind, stroking around and around the curve of each cheek with slick, soap-covered hands.
“My turn,” she insisted. She grabbed the translucent amber bar of soap and rubbed it until her hands were covered with suds. She wrapped her hands around his penis and slid them up and down. His skin felt slick and satin-smooth. He hardened within her grasp. His slick hands swirled over her breasts. Once he’d soaped them thoroughly, she leaned forward and rubbed against him, her breasts sliding up and down his chest, leaving a path of suds.
His hand slipped between her legs, lathering her up. The erotic feel of his hands gliding over her made her vagina ache with longing. She became impossibly slick, a combination of soap and her natural, intimate lubricant. As he stroked her pussy with one hand, slipping one finger inside her, his other hand caressed her butt. She tossed her head back, the water streaming through her long hair, plastering it to her back. He pulled her pelvis tight against his and leaned down to plant his mouth on her nipple.