Chapter 3
My screams were mixed with giggles as I beat Corben’s chest, trying to stop him from throwing me into the water.
But his cast-iron arms and square jaw showed his determination. “Throw your shoes on the sand, or they’ll take a dunking.”
“No!” I screamed and giggled at the same time.
He took another step, and when I tossed my sneakers as far as I could up the beach, he continued walking into the water, and I carried on slapping and squealing.
My butt was in the water as the waves hit Corben’s hips. He walked like a robot, and I had visions of him being the Terminator, carrying on his mission until it was complete.
“I’ll kiss you if you stop.” Desperate measures were required.
He slowed and lowered his mirrored glasses down toward me. “Go on then.”
Giggling, I wrapped my arms around his neck and drew my lips to his. He may have been a muscular rock, but his lips were soft and tender, catching me by surprise. I glided my fingers through his buzz cut and pulled him closer to me, wanting more. As he opened his mouth and I pushed my tongue in to explore, I realized this was my first-ever public kiss.
It was exhilarating, wild. Free.
None of the men I’d had relationships with had ever shown affection to me beyond closed doors.
Thiswas yet another Jane milestone, and as our kiss deepened, I wanted to thank Corben in the only way I knew how. . . with the best sex he’d ever had.
My clit purred with that wonderful decision.
I eased back and smiled at my casual sex partner. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” A cheeky grin lit up his face, and I screamed as he tossed me away.
Desperately clutching my sunglasses to my face, I plunged beneath a wave. Freezing water attacked me from all angles as I planted my feet on the sandy bottom and pushed for the surface.
“You bastard!” I yelled and giggled as I shoved my annoying fringe from my eyes.
He stood, his legs spread wide, statue-like, as a wave crashed into his rock-hard chest. His chiseled abs glistened with water droplets, and the ‘trust’ tattoo beneath his left nipple seemed to glow.
“Trust, huh.” I pointed at the tattoo. “I’ll never trust you again.”
“I didn’t actually agree to your negotiation.”
“But I kissed you.” I scooped a wall of water at him with my arms.
It didn’t faze him one bit. “And what a lovely kiss it was.”
He knew all the right things to say.
He’s forgiven. . . again.
I raced at him ina lameattempt to tackle him down. My brother had taught me this move many moons ago, andwhilstI’d managed to overthrow Tyler on many occasions, Corben didn’t budge. Instead, he threw me over his shoulder, my butt in the air and my fists pummeling his perfect ass as he carried me out of the water.
He paused to pick up our shoes and his shirt before hecarried onwalking up the beach. Iwasa caveman’s woman being manhandled to the love den. Yay me!
My fiery battle against him petered out quickly, and soon, I was a soggy sack over his shoulder. He carried meall the wayup the sand and over the wooden boardwalk and didn’t set me down until we were on the path that ran parallel to the beach.
I shoved my wet hair from my eyes and tugged my shirt down over my exposed belly. “Well, that was interesting.”
“That, Jane, was fun.” His teeth dazzled in the sunshine.
“Really?”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t have fun.”
I gave him a sad face. “It was cold.”
“Yes, and now, when you comeupto my room, I’ll warm you up.”
Suddenly, Corben had a lot to say, and every word cast a magical spell, enchanting me.
“Okay,” I said like a horny teenager on a first date. My purring insides hit inferno mode, heating me from the inside out . . . which was good because my teeth chattered from the freezing water.
He handed my shoes over. “I assume you don’t want us seen together.” He smacked my butt. “So, get moving, sexy. I’ll be waiting for you in room twenty-four.” He strode away, leaving me to watch his perfect ass yet again.
My shivering was what finally got me moving.
Iscootedacross the lobby, trying not to drip too much on the marble tiles. Needledick was behind the reception desk, and thankfully, he was on the phone again. He nodded at me, and I prayed he didn’t finish the call before the elevator arrived. I made it across the lobby in record time and pressed the button.
Corben must have sent it back down for me because the doors openedright away. I stepped in and jabbed the button for my floor. As I shivered in the elevator, I studied my reflection. My hairwas scrambledin all directions, my freckles were out in plague proportions, and my lips werea shade ofblue from the cold. I turned away, disappointed with the view.
When the doors pinged open, Imade my wayto my room, peeled off my soggy clothes, and hopped into the shower to wash my hair. As I lathered up, my attention switched to Corben. He was aninterestingman. If I’d had a year to think about our morning together, I would never have predicted him throwing me into the ocean like that. His serious demeanor had justshown a slight crack, and I liked what I saw.
After I toweled off, I blasted my hair with the blow-dryer for a couple of minutes, then gave up and tied it into a ponytailinstead. I put ona touch ofmakeup—just enough to cover my freckles and darken my lashes.
Atmy closet, I chose an ankle-length skirt, colorful in design, full in fabric and with an elastic waist that was perfect for easy removal. I matched the skirt with a simple white off-the-shoulder top. The last time I’d worn this was when Henryhadmade my body sing while I lay naked before the full moon.I loved that some items in my closet now hadwonderfulmemories connected to them.
This time, however, I decided against a bra. My nipples showed as circular disks with tiny lumps beneath the sheer white fabric. It was naughty and sexy andtotallytitillating.
I slipped on flat sandals, grabbed my bag and room keycard, and headed to the elevator. Anticipation made my insides tinglewith each stepas I made my way to his room.I knocked once, and a couple of thumping heartbeats later, he opened the door.
Naked!
His erection pointed right at me. “You’re late.”
Holy hotness on a hotplate.“Umm, sorry, I?—”
He let the door go, and Ijustmanaged to palm it and push on the heavy wood before it closed in front of my face.
I stepped into his room in time to admire his bare butt as he walked to the kitchen. The door clicked closed, and I nearly tripped over my tongue as I followed him inside.
“You hungry?” He picked a wooden spoon off the counter.
“Ummm, pardon?” I picked my tongue off the floor and placed my bag on a dining chair.
“I hope you like eggs.”
“Huh.” My brain couldn’t function as my clit pulsed to a crazy beat that reverberated through my body and rendered my mind useless.
“Eggs,” he said as he stirred a pan on the hotplate. “Do you eat them?”
I mentally pushed my tongue back into my mouth and forced it to work. “Ahhh, yes.”
“Good, ’causeyou’re going toneed some protein with what I have planned.”
“Oh.” Please tell me . . . before I self-combust.
He turned side-on to the stove, and his cock stood large and proud.I certainly didn’t have to worry about hair in my food because,other than his buzz cut, he had none.
To improve my view, I stepped to the counter.
Did I take an elevator to heaven?
The eagle tattooed on his back came alive as he stirred the eggs and flipped the bacon. The muscles of his ass, much whiter than his legs, were perfectly formed, and all I wanted to do was clutch them and squeeze my fingers into that yummy flesh.
He turned with a stern look on his face and cocked his head at me. “Well, get your gear off!”
My eyes bulged. “Pardon?”
“Strip off, woman. The eggs are nearly ready.”
My jaw dropped, and I blinked at him, dumbfounded, as he turned his focus back to breakfast.
I did as he commanded and stripped out of my clothes. Naked, I shook my damp hair out of the band and tousled it a bit.
Not sure what to do next, I returned to my spot at the counter to watch the show.
He turned to me, frying pan in one hand, wooden spoon in the other, and an enormous erection between his legs. My eyes hit frenzy mode as I tried to take it all in.
I’d never had a man cook for me before, and certainly not a naked one.
Including the kiss on the beach, thatwas three firsts in one morning.I wasn’t sure I could handle it.
Corben divided the food between two dishes and then pushed a plate and cutlery to my side of the counter. “Enjoy.”
I’d launched into some kind of kinky cooking show as we ate our breakfast stark naked in his kitchen. The sun shone in through the window as laser beams, highlighting the contours of his shoulders and bicep and giving life to that already impressive rose tattoo. I tried to be discreet with my glances at him.
Corben, on the other hand, was not so subtle, and my hardened nipples grew even harder under his gaze.
The eggs were good, and the bacon wasexactlyhow I liked it—crispy—but I resistedeating too much, fearful that I may be in for some acrobatics in a few minutes.
Neither of us spoke, and as voyeuristic heaven hit a whole new level, shudders started between my legs and rolled through me.
His erection remained rock-hard through the entire meal, and I made a mental note to ask Lolly if she’d ever heard of that before. Maybe Corben had swallowed a bucket of Viagra before breakfast, and I was in for a marathon session. The thought convinced me to stop eating.
“That was delicious.” I pushed my plate aside and gulped down water.I swirled it around,trying to ensure no bits of breakfastwere leftin my teeth.
He smiled, and wow, the muscle god in the kitchen became even hotter. Corben had it all going on. No wonder he’d been a finalist in the Mr. Universe competition. As I committed the vision to memory, I prayed I’d remember it for the rest of my life.
Corben tossed our plates into the sink, turned to me, wrapped his hand around his cock, and pumped it once. “Ready.”
It wasn’t a question; it was a statement, and I just about passed out at the sexy command in his voice. “Uh-huh.” Words were no longerimportant.
He came around the counter and reached for my hand, andfora second, I thought hewas going tolead me in a dance. With one hand curled around my waist to rest on my lower back and his other hand cupping my neck, he eased me back and sucked my breast into his mouth. The unexpected move had my clit pulsing out a heady beat.
I tilted my head back and felt completely safe in his arms as he flitted his attention from one breast to the other. His cock was ahardrod, nudging against my hip, and I wrapped my fingers around him and trailed my hand up and down his length. Silky-smooth skin glided over his solid rod as I pumped from the base of his cock to the swollen crown.
Corben groaned, and as Igroanedwith him, tingles shuddered through me.
I rolled my finger over the slit in his crown, capturing a drop of semen that pooled there, and I used it to lubricate him. He smelt incredible, a potent mix of spice, soap, and hot-blooded man.
As he eased me upright, I continued my attention on his hard-on. He turned me sideways, so I positioned one leg between his parted legs. His thick fingers probed me from both angles. While his left hand pleasured my clit, teasing it with tight, pressured circles, his right hand glided past my bottom and drove into my pussy from behind.
I gasped at the onslaught and bent my knees, opening myself to give him more. It took all my focus to continue pumping his jackhammer as he explored me with glorious precision. I savored the intensity. My body froze, every muscle rigid, and seconds later, an orgasm ripped through me, fast, furious, and fantastic. Fearful I’d crumble to the carpet in a quivering mess, I gripped his thigh for support.
In one powerful movement,he swept me off my feet, and as I clutched my fingers around his neck, he strode to the bed and tossed me onto the covers.It wasn’t delicate by any means, more like caveman mode, but the sexiness of it had me at his mercy.
As I shovedmy damp hair from my eyes, a sudden realization rocked me to my core. Corben was having sex with Jane.
Me. . . plain Jane, not the sexy minx Memphis.
My brain rocketed to overload.
This freakin’ hot guy wanted me—the Jane me.
I just about came again at that mind-blowing thought.
Corben spread my legs, and with fierce dark eyes watching what he was doing, the muscles in his jaw clenched as he glided a finger into me, first one, then two. My pussy throbbed out a crazy beat matching the crazy beat going through my mind. He wanted me. He wanted all of me. And, oh my god, if that wasn’t the sexiest thing ever.
I put my feet on the bed and raised my hips, giving him a new angle to penetrate, and oh, what a good angle it was. His eyes, slightly glazed and darkened with concentration, proved he enjoyed this as much as I did.
I clutched the bedsheets as he plunged my pussy, driving those fingers with splendid repetition. He watched every move, and I, in turn, watched him, enjoying every bit of his ultimate concentration. His tongue flicked out and trailed across his lips, leaving a faint sheen.
My second orgasm hit me by surprise, and I gasped as I snapped my knees shut, securing his fingers inside me. Wave after wave of ecstasy barreled through me, and I was trapped in an erotic coma, unable to move, yet I wanted to stay there all day.
It was a long while before I opened my eyes that I hadn’t realized I’d closed.
A glorious smile lit up his face.
“My turn.” He wriggled his eyebrows, and I opened my legs to release my clamp on his fingers.
Corben reached toward the pillows and came back with a condom packet that I hadn’t noticed before. The guy sure knew how to prepare. In a flash, it was in position.
He wrapped his fingers around my hips and flipped me over to my stomach. My brain wentcrazyas I feared he was about to attempt something I didn’t want him to do. I knew this sexual journey was about me stepping out of my comfort zone, but that was not on my agenda. The last few hours had been so perfect that I didn’t want to ruin it, but I had to say something.
“Corben, I don’t do anal,” I blurted out.
“Relax.”
Relax? Relax because hewasn’t going todo it, or relax because it would hurt otherwise?
Oh God, please don’t ruin our perfect morning!
I tucked my elbows to my sides, ready to kick him should this go wrong. His fingers weaved under my thighs, and he tugged me toward him so I had one leg on either side of his legs. With his hands just in front of my knees, he lifted my legs off the bed and held them apart, spreading me wide. I clutched the sheets, gritted my teeth, and prepared to make a snap decision should he ignore my request.
I just about wept with relief when his crown touched my pussy opening. As I hovered there,completelyat his mercy, I pictured him staring at my ass and hoped like crazy that he’d find my butt wobble sexy when he pounded me. I smacked that untimely thought away as his cock, hot andhard, nudged my throbbing hole.
Forcing myself to relax, I prepared for another new position.
He pushed into me with one long, glorious thrust that filled mecompletely.
I had no control whatsoever over the depth of his plunge, putting me one hundred percent at his orgasmic mercy. He went deep, very deep, deeper than any man had gone inside me before.
He thrust into me like a jackhammer going at full-blown speed, and the angle was glorious, grinding over my clit and hitting that part inside me that loved and hated it at the same time. His thrusts grew faster still, driving relentlessly into me, and my original thought of him consuming a bucket of Viagra flashed into my mind.
Corben groaned with each plunge, but as his speed increased, his moans grew louder as if gearing up for the grand finale.
I clawed at the sheets as another orgasm hit me. It was huge, cataclysmic. I saw stars and shot toward them. Every nerve in my body sizzled.
Corben cried out. His fingers dug into my flesh with his final gasps. Soon, his rhythm slowed, and I listened to his ragged breathing. Unlike during our earlier workout, he was now panting for breath.
He pulled out of me, and as I rolled to my side, I watched him walk to the bathroom. My insides pounded after-sex blues as I crawled to the edge of the bed and sat with my wet hair over my shoulders.
When my breathing returned to normal, I stood, and on wobbly legs, I gathered my clothing from the floor and dressed.
Corben came out of the bathroom, still naked but no longer with the erect masterpiece between his legs. The guy sure was confident in hisownskin. And with a body like that, he had every reason to be.
He put his hands on his hips as he stopped a few feet away. “Did Jane have fun?”
I giggled. “Yes, Jane had fun.”
“Good.”
Taking that as my cue to leave, I plucked my bag off the chair and swayed as I made my way to the door.
“I’ll be back, Jane.”
“I know you will, Corben.”
He laughed, a deep, throaty laugh that suited him perfectly.
As I listened to thatwonderfulsound, I walked out his door and headed to my room.
I stoodfor a very long time under the shower, allowing the warm cascade to massage my weary body.Afterward, I brushed my teeth and slipped into flannel pajamas.
At my bed, I sat cross-legged on the quilt, plucked my diary from the bedside table, and turned to the 7th of July. At the top, I wrote, Corben Willis, Room 24, My Bad Boy.
I giggled. Corben sure did play thebadboy well. I’d never thought I’d like a guy like him. He was a man who took what he wanted, but there was something very sexy about that.
As I wrote about my first, very public kiss on the beach, I described how alive that had made me feel. To show the world that somebody liked me, wanted me, and I, in turn, wanted him was exhilarating.
The man I ultimately fell in love with would need to be comfortable with public displays of affection.After today,it was nowvery important to me.
I wrote about the naked cooking session and the new sex position I’d experienced.Today wasbyfaroneof the most interesting days I’ve had this year.
After I closed the diary and crawled beneath the covers, I rolled onto my side.
As I closed my eyes and breathed in nice and deep, I had perfect recall of mybadboy standing rock-solid in the waves as the water tumbled over his glistening body.
I played my morning with Corbenover and overin my mind in slow motion, taking in every glorious tattoo, every bulging muscle, and every inch of his taut skin.
It was a magical way to drift off to sleep.