Chapter 20
In my apartment, I stripped off and had a quick shower, and after stepping out, I dried off and toweled my hair. Without time to do anything else, I left the wet bangs to tumble around my shoulders and dry naturally.
However, in an attempt to stop it from going frizzy, I rubbed in some Argan oil and scrunched it into loose waves. It was the best I could do . . . I didn’t want to keep Corben waiting. Blinking at my reflection, I wanted to slap myself at that pathetic thought. Corben could wait as long as I made him wait.
“Yeah.” I nodded at my reflection. That’s better.
I decided on my Bohemian floor-length skirt with the elastic waist and matched it with a plain white T-shirt. I put on flat leather sandals and accessorized with dangly orange earrings.
I glanced in the mirror and scrutinized my reflection. Without my hair done and with no makeup or fancy clothing I was back to Jane, plain Jane. My instant thought was to return to the bathroom and fix my hair and makeup, but quickly decided against it.
This was me. The authentic me. Not Memphis.
It only seemed fitting that I should go to Corben as the real Jane Nichols.
My phone rang, and I plucked it from the side pocket of my bag. Smiling, I punched the green button. “Hey, Lolly.”
“Hey, sista, I’ve been thinking about you. Ready for your big meeting?”
“Oh yeah. I suppose.”
“Don’t admit to anything. Make out that Needledick is psycho.”
“Ha, that won’t be hard.” I told her about his outburst this morning.
“Holy shit, he’s losing his marbles.”
“Maybe.”
“Go for a run, babe. That’ll take your mind off it.”
I chuckled. “I already did that.”
“You did?” The surprise in her voice was justified.
“Uh-huh, with Corben.”
“Fuck yeah. How’s my sexy hunk?”
“Well . . .” I sighed. “I broke it off with him.”
“Oh shit. Really? Why?”
“He told me he wasn’t ready to settle down and that he never wants kids. And well, once he said that, I guess . . . I guess I just didn’t feel like I should see him anymore.”
“Oh well.”
“Oh well? You’re not surprised?”
“No. He was a good fuck buddy, but he wasn’t the one.”
I flopped back onto my bed. “Oh, God. That’s nearly exactly what he said. Hey, did you two plan this?”
“What? Of course not. I just knew he wasn’t the one. It was fun while it lasted.”
“Oh my god, you sound just like him.”
“Haha, that’s funny. Pity. I bet he was an incredible root.”
I rolled my eyes at her blatant comment. “I’ll let you know in a few hours.” I bit my lip, trying not to laugh.
“What? He’s there?”
“I’m going up to his room now. He called it one last time for good time’s sake.” I didn’t tell her about the jellyfish thing.
She burst out laughing. “That’s gold. Well, go fuck his brains out and give him something he’ll remember forever.”
I laughed with her and that was exactly what I was going to do. “You’re right. I’m going to show him what he’ll be missing.”
“Yay! Take photos for me.”
“Not going to happen.”
“Well, I want all the juicy details on Tuesday, and I mean everything.”
“Of course. I always do.”
We said our goodbyes, and I grabbed my bag and room key and headed out my door.
I’m going to give Corben the best sex of his life.
By the time I knocked on his door, my heart was galloping. But it skipped a few beats when he opened it. As usual, Corben was smoking hot. He wore a tiny pair of sports shorts, and every muscle glistened as if he’d oiled up for me.
“Jellyfish, huh?” I strode into the room, and at the sound of the door shutting, I turned to him, dropped my skirt to my ankles, jumped onto his hips, and locked my lips on his. His arms hooked under my ass, and as he carried me into the room, our fiery kiss set the pace. Our tongues probed, our breaths mingled, and my racing heart rose a few more notches.
I clawed my nails over his shoulders and through his hair as I inhaled his sexy scent. Corben put my back against the wall and released one hand to squeeze my breast. To help him out, I reached around and single-handedly unclipped my bra through my T-shirt. The second it released, his probing fingers tweaked my nipples.
Our already heated kiss hit a whole new level when his cock nudged my bottom. I convinced myself it was my sexy-tiger moves that produced that rapid reaction. With him holding onto me, I pulled my T-shirt up over my head, and the heat of his body against mine set my flesh on fire.
Our lips parted, and I opened my eyes to examine him. The irises in his fierce, dark eyes were huge. Lust was etched into his handsome features, and it was an incredible aphrodisiac that had my hips wriggling and set my pussy on fire. “Put me down.”
He did as he was told, and I tugged my undies and sandals off. Naked, I stepped forward and whipped his shorts down to his ankles. His rock-hard cock pointed at me, thick and strong, perfectly matching everything about him.
I fell to my knees and sucked that glorious rod into my throat. He groaned, and I groaned with him. I dug my fingers into his ass, squeezing and massaging every ounce of his firm flesh. He drove his hands through my hair and held my head in position as he glided his cock in and out of my mouth.
Rather than me controlling the depth and speed of his plunges, it was him. Realizing I’d put myself at his mercy, I pulled back and stood.
“My turn.” I was in charge, and he’d better know it.
But my intentions were kiboshed when he put his hands on my waist again, hoisted me onto his hips, and strode to the kitchen. I was his plaything, and when he set me on the kitchen counter, guided me back so I lay down, and put his head between my legs, I didn’t mind one bit.
His hot, hard tongue glided up my pussy. He matched it with a finger as he flicked my clit and probed my throbbing hole. I cried out and clawed at the countertop as he took me to another world.
It was already sensation overload, but when he added a second finger to his first and rammed them into me with a twisting, thrusting motion, my orgasm tore through me. It was fast. Explosive. Fucking fantastic. And I’d happily do it all over again.
I’d barely caught my breath when Corben pulled me up from the counter. My slick juices shone on his lips, and he made a show of licking them clean. He hoisted me onto his hips again, and his cock nudged dangerously close to my opening as he carried me across the room.
At the bed, he unhooked my legs and rolled me onto my hands and knees. He was in charge again, and I was quite happy to let him take over. He stepped to the bedside table and grabbed a condom. Seconds later, he was back at my ass, and he slapped his hand across my bottom.
“Hey.” I squealed from the nasty sting but then giggled as I realized that I didn’t mind it.
His fingers dug into the flesh of my hips. His cock flicked up and down my pussy. Then, without warning, he slammed that beast into me. It was fast and hard, and I cried out.
It rocked my world.
He pulled out and did it again. It hurt, but at the same time, it felt so fucking good. With each thrust, my boobs rocked back and forth, slamming into my chin and torso like melons on a pendulum.
Over and over, he pummeled me, and soon the pain stopped, and pure, exquisite joy took over. I matched his thrusts by rocking back and forth with him, and we worked together as if we’d been perfecting this for years. But after an eternity, his momentum plateaued, same depth, same speed, in and out, over and over, and once again, I had a feeling Corben could do this all day long.
My pussy, however, was going to be very sore if I didn’t get things moving. Increasing my rocking, silently telling him I was ready, I reached down between my legs, eager to rub my clit. To my delight, I could also touch his plunging cock at the same time.
It was a glorious sensation to feel that beast pummeling me, and I closed my eyes, fingered my clit, and succumbed to the glorious stimulation. Several thrusts later, I cried out as another orgasm tore through me. My hot juices spilled around his cock and dribbled over my hand.
I expected him to come with me.
He didn’t. Instead, he ran a finger over my anus once, twice, and then without pause, pushed it in.
I nearly shot right off the bed sheets.
He gripped my hips with his other hand and continued to slam his cock into me over and over. The finger inside my ass remained there, unmoving, and as much as it felt wrong, it also felt a little bit right.
I forced my brain to switch off and let my body take over. Soon, the brutal shock dissipated, and new and interesting sensations took over. I pushed back on Corben, silently signaling my acceptance, and as his cock repeatedly rammed into my pussy, his finger probed my ass, too.
I clawed at the sheet. I closed my eyes. Every nerve in my body demanded attention, and I let it take over.
My third orgasm was explosive. It blew my fucking mind.
Corben cried out, pulled his finger from my ass, dug his hands into my hips, and thrust into me like there was no tomorrow.
I held onto the sheets, desperate to ride out the Corben wave.
It was an eternity before he slowed; it was even longer before he finally pulled out of me. I flopped onto the bed face-first, and as I looked to my side, I ogled his incredible body as he strode to the bathroom. He flushed and reappeared in the doorway.
His body was amazing, but right then, it was his smile that captured me. Corben was magnificent.
“So, what do ya think?” he said. “You gonna remember me now?”
I giggled. “You’ll be impossible to forget.”
He strode toward me, his cock flopping between his legs. Corben sure was confident in his own skin, and with a body like that, he should be. He sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot at his side.
Taking his lead, I sidled up next to him. “I told you I didn’t do anal.”
He huffed. “That wasn’t anal.”
“Really?” I said with sarcasm. “What was it then?”
“That was fun.”
I slapped his thigh, feeling the steely muscles beneath. “Fun for you, maybe.” I didn’t want to admit that I kinda liked it. “How would you like it if I did that to you?”
He shrugged. “I’d love it.”
I gasped, and grinning, he put his arm around me and hugged me to his side. “You’ll do okay, Memphis Jane.”
His words were absolutely perfect, and I leaned into him. “I know.”
“I’m going to miss you.”
He surprised me with that. “I’m going to miss you, too.”
“I know,” he said matter-of-factly.
I chuckled. “Oh, you do, do you?”
“Sure. Sex like that doesn’t come around every day.”
With that comment, I knew my mission was complete. “Good. Now I know you’ll remember me too.”
He squeezed me to him, and I sighed with contentment.
Before this year, I’d never thought sex for the sake of sex could be so satisfying.
But oh boy, was I wrong.
As much as I wanted to stay there all day, I couldn’t. I groaned as I pulled back from him. “Thank you for a great morning.”
“Thank you for a great year.”
I stood, nodding. “Yes, it has been.” As I pulled on my clothes, Corben watched me from the edge of the bed, and I had a feeling he wanted to say something.
I waited, hoping he’d voice whatever was on his mind.
Finally, I grabbed my bag and leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Goodbye, Corben. It’s been fun.”
“Would you like my number? Maybe you could call me sometime?”
I chewed on my bottom lip. The idea of having sex on tap with Corben was so damn appealing, yet I knew at the same time it would screw with my brain.
For once this year, I forced my head to do my thinking, not my pussy. “No thank you.”
He nodded, and the sadness in his eyes startled me. “Good for you, Memphis Jane.”
“Thank you.” Without another glance in his direction, I headed out his door.