Authors: Lori L. Clark
Just like clockwork, Seth showed up
right on time. He's never late; he's never early and for someone who never even
wore a watch that was pretty impressive. He walked in with a six pack of Miller
Lite in his hands. He'd asked earlier if he needed to bring anything and I told
him to bring whatever he wanted to drink, knowing full well it would be Miller
Lite since no one in our house drinks his particular brand.
The lasagna was ready to come out of the
oven and I tore my blatantly lustful gaze away from the piercing blue eyes
staring back at me. His mouth slid into a lazy grin. He didn't even try to hide
the look of desire on his face. There wasn't any baseball cap on his head to
hide behind for a change, and I imagined his eyes to be like two portals
through which I could swim into the depths of his soul. I absently ran my hand
across the back of my neck, trying to erase the tingle that had begun to
vibrate just beneath the skin.
After we ate, Seth helped clean up the
kitchen. While I loaded the dishwasher he crept up behind me. He stood so close
I felt the heat radiating off his body as he lifted my ponytail and brushed his
lips against the little indentation at the base of my hairline. Sending shivers
down my spine I momentarily stiffened from the tickling sensation as his mouth
trailed kisses along my neck.
I turned to face him and wrapped my arms
around his neck. Our eyes locked and my inner slut began to fantasize about him
having his way with me on the kitchen table as we pressed the length of our
bodies against one another.
He slowly nibbled along my jaw line with
gentle, playful nips before easing away from me. His darkened eyes devoured every
inch of me and I felt heat color my cheeks. He cradled my face in his hands
tenderly before pressing his mouth to mine. Our kisses were tentative at first
but it didn't take long before they turned urgent. I let go of the weeks of
pent-up frustration and handed myself over to him.
His hands dropped to my waist and when he
lifted me off my feet, my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and our
tongues met in a decadent, primal dance of passion before he tore his mouth
away from mine. Breathless, his eyes burned into me with an unspoken question.
I bit my bottom lip softly and nodded my head in response.
I clung to him tightly, trailing kisses
along his jaw as he carried me down the hallway and into my room. Part of my
body was screaming to rip his clothes off in haste, while the other part of me,
the less needy part, wanted to slow things down. Savor the moment. He set me on
my feet and I moved away from him momentarily so I could turn on some music.
The heavy throbbing of bass coming from
the speakers drummed in time to the erratic beats of my heart. I reached out
and tugged on the hem of his t-shirt before slowly guiding it up and over his
head. His scent, something warm and woodsy, collided with my senses like butterfly
kisses against my skin. Seth's eyes met mine as my shaking hands carefully
worked to undo each of the too-many buttons on the shirt I my body ached to be
free of. His eyes were ablaze with a need I found both intimidating and intoxicating.
Finally free of my shirt, I flung it to
the floor and watched as Seth's expression went dark in an unspoken dare,
pleading silently for me to do something reckless. I pressed my palm against
his tightly muscled chest and was surprised to find his heart beating just as wild
as mine. As though hypnotized, I inched closer; captivated by the way his pupils
had swelled with need. Boldly, I trailed my finger down the center of his chest
to the top of his pants where I grasped his belt, yanking him against me.
My eyes flickered to his mouth, barely inches
from mine; I tipped my head back and licked my lips. I closed my eyes,
swallowed, took a deep breath of his heady aroma and my inner sex goddess
ordered him to: "Lose the jeans."
His mouth tilted into a half-smile as
his pants fell into a heap around his ankles. I stood unable to breathe as he
turned his back on me and hooked his thumbs into his briefs. Dear mother of god,
he was such a damn tease. He stepped free of his clothes and smirked over his
shoulder at me.
My lips parted and I ran my tongue over
them before moving to him. I brought my arms around his waist and pressed my
naked breasts against the hard muscles of his bare back. I pulled away slightly
to trail kisses down his spine, smiling at the goose bumps popping out along
his strong arms. He moaned softly and turned to face me.
With his hands on my shoulders, he
walked me backwards until my knees bumped on the edge of my bed and I dropped
to my butt. His piercing gaze was enough to make me wet with desire. "Tell
me you want me Jaq," he cajoled.
He had no idea how bad I wanted him. I
wanted him inside of me with every last fiber of my being. My entire body ached
with need. My eyes locked with his and I whispered, "I want you Seth. You
have no freaking idea just how much I want you inside of me right now."
His eyes flashed black and he gently
pushed my shoulders down onto the bed, "That doesn't sound very convincing,"
he teased. "Maybe you need to beg for it." My eyes grew wide and I
bit my bottom lip as he dropped to his knees between my legs. I gasped as he
hooked his arms under my legs and trailed his tongue up my inner thighs before
darting it in and out of me.
My fingers fisted through his hair and I
pulled him tightly against me, trying to refrain from smothering him with my greed.
He groaned, "Let go for me Jaq, I want
to taste every drop of you." I was right on the edge and when he brushed
his teeth across my clit I arched my back off the bed and my body contracted
rhythmically, aching for him to be inside of me.
He grinned at me and swung my legs onto
the bed while he turned and grabbed a condom from the pocket of his jeans. I
thought I'd go crazy with desire waiting for him to tear open the package and
put the damn thing on.
He propped himself up with one hand and placed
the tip of his penis against me. I closed my eyes, "Open your eyes Jaq. I
want you to watch me make love to you," he said. I did as he asked and
sucked in a breath as he slowly pushed inside of me. I thought I might die from
too much of a good thing. I arched against him, skimming my nails down his
back. We rocked together until in perfect rhythm until I came again. Soon, his
breathing went shallow and he gripped my ass pulling me to him. He let out a
strangled groan and his body went rigid against me.
"Oh fuck yeah," he said after
we caught our breath. He smiled down at me and brushed his lips across mine.
"Damn baby, I think I'll keep ya."
I laughed, "Damn baby, I think I
might let you," I teased.
I
awoke with a smile on my face and stared at the beautiful guy in the bed next
to me. I traced my finger along the jaw of his still sleeping face.
Damn
girl. Last night was just about the most mind blowing sex you have ever had.
I thought to myself. I jumped and let out a little squeal when his hand snaked
out from beneath the covers to grab hold of my wrist. He didn't open his eyes,
but a mischievous grin tugged up the edges of his mouth.
I
giggled and struggled to be free from his grasp when he suddenly rolled over on
top of me, pinning me to the bed. "Good morning," he whispered
against my mouth. "You're amazing, Jaq. You know that, right?"
"You're
not so bad yourself," I teased, wondering if wake-up sex would be as hot
and satisfying as pre-falling-asleep sex had been and since I could feel him
hard against me already, I knew it was only a matter of moments before I found
out.
Some
time later, he swung his legs off the side of the bed and stood up, giving me a
bird's eye view of his very fine ass. He glanced over his shoulder back at me
and raised an eyebrow,
"If you keep looking at me like that, I'll never be able to get dressed
and leave."
"And
the down side of that would be?" I asked. I slid up so my back was against
the headboard and unashamedly savored every inch of his bare skin as he tugged
on the jeans I'd so wantonly stripped him of the night before.
He
snorted, "As much as I'd love to stay here in bed with you all day, I do
have shit I need to get done today."
My
bottom lip stuck out in a mock-pout, and I heaved a heavy sigh, "Oh
okay."
He
smiled and reached out to brush his thumb across my mouth, "I swear to God
Jaq," he shook his head. "Stop with the puppy dog eyes."
As he made his way down the hall to the
bathroom, I forced my aching body to crawl out of bed and throw on some clothes
so I could kiss him good-bye at the door.
I
was in the kitchen leaning against the counter, when he walked in. He greeted
me with a heart-melting smile and a quick kiss, "I've got a surprise for
you. Don't make plans for next Saturday night," he informed me.
My
eyebrows drew down into a puzzled frown, "Why? What's next Saturday
night?"
"Can't
tell ya. It's a surprise," he kissed me on the cheek and walked toward the
door to leave. "Gotta go. Catch ya later."
Once
he was gone, I decided to take a hot shower. My muscles ached in a non-painful,
satisfying sort of way. I couldn't remember the last time I'd gotten such a fabulous
workout. I wasn't sure I ever had.
Ata girl
, my inner lustful side
congratulated me with an imaginary pat on the back.
The
rest of the week crept by. Seth and I were together every free minute we had,
but he wouldn't let me in on the secret he'd alluded to for the weekend ahead.
"Does it involve mud?" I teased him.
"Mud?
What? Why would you think a surprise I have for you involves mud?"
I
shrugged, "Thought maybe we were going to Cemetery Road Hill or something
and you were going to let
me
drive your truck for a change."
"Oh
hell no," he shot me a wicked grin. "I just got that truck put back
together."
I
playfully punched him in the arm, "Hey! My driving isn't
that
bad!"
"Ouch,"
he winced. "True. You are better at it than Andy."
"Fine.
Don't tell me," I said, folding my arms across my chest.
"Okay,"
he leaned in to kiss me, but I turned my head so he had to settle for a quick
kiss on my cheek. "I won't."
"So
unfair," I groaned.
"You're
going to love it, I promise," he told me. "Trust me."
I think I already do
, I said
inside my head.
Seth
had me meet him at his house Saturday after he got off work; he said that way
we'd be closer to our surprise destination. I still had no clue where he was
taking me as I locked my car and walked toward his front door.
Inside
his pickup, he didn't say anything as he merged into the flow of traffic headed
east on I-70. He wore a boyish grin that etched deep dimples into his cheeks
and made his gorgeous blue eyes sparkle and pop. I sneaked a sideways glance at
him and couldn't help but smile. "Are you planning to let me in on your
surprise sometime soon?"
He
reached over and gave my thigh a squeeze, "Who's your favorite music
group?"
I
didn't have to think twice before I answered, "Duh. Aces & Eights. But
what does that..." I stopped talking as it finally hit me like a bucket of
bricks of the head. "You got Aces & Eights tickets?"
He
lifted his shoulder in a one-armed shrug, "Maybe."
My
mouth dropped open, "Shut. Up. Those tickets have been sold out for
months. Don't tease."
Unbeknownst
to me, Seth is buddies with someone who knew some guy who's related to someone
who
just happened
to have two extra tickets to
the
biggest
concert event our city had ever seen. Tonight's
Aces & Eights
tickets went on sale months ago and were sold out within minutes. The only way
to get tickets after that was to buy them from a scalper at a premium price.
The closer we got to the arena, the more
it became evident that he hadn't been joking. He really was taking me to the
concert. I didn't even care which nosebleed section our seats were in. That's
what the giant screens were for. When he pulled into the reserved V.I.P.
parking garage, my eyes went wide and I shot him a look, "Whoa, V.I.P.
parking?"
"Only
the best for my girl," he chuckled. Once out of the truck, I started to
head toward the entrance gate which was already swarming with people. He tugged
me gently back, "This way."
I
followed along obediently as he led the way inside the special side entrance of
the arena and down onto the floor. Best. Tickets. Ever. We sat third row,
center and you couldn't have wiped the smile off my face with a scrub brush.
After
the concert I snuggled next to him in the truck on our way back to his house.
He kissed me on top of the head, "Want to know the second part of my
surprise?" he asked softly.