Chapter 21
Chapter
Twenty-One
Bodi
Fuck.
I didn’t think we’d end up here tonight—doing this—but now that we are, it’s fucking incredible.
And not just because it’s been a couple of months since I got laid.
Sweet lips begging for attention, soft breasts pushing against my chest, and a warm, wet pussy devouring my cock.
Not to mention this beautiful woman gazing up at me like I just hung the moon.
“You feel so good, Jayne,” I whisper. Her eyes start to close but I shake my head. “No, don’t shut me out. Keep your eyes on me while I fuck you, baby.”
Long legs wrap around my waist, allowing me to go deeper and her eyes roll back in her head.
“That’s it, baby… Take it all.” I rock my hips, switching up the angle, and a long, low moan escapes her.
Fingernails graze my back as I pull out to the tip and gently thrust back in.
I watch her face, anxious to figure out exactly what will get her off.
My gut tells me she needs it a little rough, a little gritty, so I reach for her hands, gathering them in one of mine.
Then I hold them over her head and snap my hips against hers.
Yup.
Her eyes roll back again and she moans.
I drop my head and roughly capture her lips, tongue driving deep into her mouth.
She meets me stroke for stroke, hips rising and falling each time I thrust into her.
I want to go slow, savor this first time together, but it feels too good.
She feels too good. The connection between us is remarkable, and that says a lot considering my track record.
I’m not the type who lets my dick override my brain or, worse, my heart but something is happening here.
Something I really like. And it goes way beyond the physical.
My connection to Jayne was evident almost immediately and now that we’re as intimate as two people can be, I can’t get enough.
Pulses of pleasure are already zipping down my spine, alerting me that I’m going to get off—but not before her.
“Bodi, please!” she whimpers against my mouth. “Harder.”
Oh, fuck yes.
I pick up speed, slamming into her so hard I feel her hip bones press into my torso every time I bottom out. But there’s no slowing down, no stopping—
“Bodi!” Her scream bounces off the walls as her whole body shakes and shivers. “Yes yes yes!”
That’s all I need to hear. I pump into her again and again until pleasure races out of me like a rocket.
“Fuck, Jayne!” I growl through my release, pulsing a few more times until I collapse against her. I let go of her hands and her fingers instantly curl into my hair, my neck, holding me close.
“Wow.” Her soft tone of approval makes me want to beat my chest a little.
“You okay?” I ask, lifting my head to look at her. “I went pretty hard at the end.”
“I’m fine. Perfect. Amazing.” Her eyes are still closed but she’s smiling. “That was so, so good, Bodi.”
“Damn right it was.” I kiss her lightly and start to pull away but she tightens her arms around me.
“Not yet,” she whispers. “I just want to bask in the proverbial afterglow.”
It’s like she read my mind. But a lot of women find me heavy in the aftermath.
“Not going anywhere, but aren’t I heavy?”
“It feels so good being together like this.” She’s still smiling and I nuzzle her shoulder, sucking on the soft skin there.
“It does.”
“It never has for me before.”
I pause. “What do you mean?
“Sex has always been…obligatory. A lot of arousal and build-up—and then nothing. They would get off, and I would lie there wondering what happened. What I did wrong. Obviously, I’m not stupid.
I know it wasn’t my fault, that most women can’t get off with just penetration but… you managed to make it happen.”
I try not to grin but do it anyway. “Well, my rule is the woman always gets off first. Unless she’s going down on me, but otherwise, I’m not going there until you do. Period.”
“I like that rule. What other rules do you have?”
“Oh, I have all kinds of bedroom rules,” I reply with a chuckle.
“Give me an example.” Her lids part slowly and her eyes twinkle with mischief.
“My favorite rule is you not being allowed to wear panties when we’re together.”
Her cheeks turn pink, but she bites her lip. “I can do that.”
“Yeah? How about wearing a butt plug? Would you do that?” I’m actually teasing—that’s certainly not a rule—but I’m intrigued by her response.
“I’ve never…tried.” She frowns. “I’ve read that it can be painful but I wouldn’t know.”
Oh, shit.
It almost sounds like she’s down for anal?
I might have died and gone to heaven.
“Well, anal can hurt, especially if you’re not prepared, but we wouldn’t do that unless you were.”
“Prepared how?”
“By wearing a plug and gradually trying bigger ones. Stuff like that. We’d practice with fingers first, though. I’d never want to hurt you.”
“Is that… a rule for you?”
“God, no, baby. I was joking about that. I mean, anal is incredible. Really intense. But only if you’re into it too. I enjoy it as a treat, but I’m all about pussy.”
“Okay.” She still looks thoughtful. “But I’d be willing to try…sometime.”
I kiss her because I’m already getting hard again. Just thinking about anal has me ready to ram back into her and feel her cream all over my cock. Hear her scream my name and beg me to go harder. Listen to her throaty moans and cries—that are all for me.
“You’re hard again,” she says, a touch of incredulity in her voice.
“Well, I’m lying here balls-deep inside a gorgeous woman who’s wiggling and pressing those beautiful tits against me—what did you think would happen?”
She drags her nails down my back. “Make me come again, Bodi.”
I actually get her off two more times before I carry her into the bathroom so we can clean up.
“Do you mind if I put my glasses on?” she asks me.
“Of course not,” I reply, confused. “Why would I mind?”
“I don’t know. You know what they say about girls who wear glasses…”
“Whatever it is, it’s wrong. I think you’re beautiful with or without your glasses, it’s all the same to me. Did you not wear them tonight on my account?”
“I wear contacts on special occasions but they start to itch after a while, especially when I wear makeup. And I’ve had them in a long time now.”
“By all means, take them out. I like your glasses.” I kiss her cheek before turning on the water.
I watch as she takes them out and tosses them in the trash.
“Disposable,” she says, catching my eye. “Let me get my glasses out of my purse.” She walks out of the bathroom and comes back a minute later.
“You won’t need them in bed,” I say gruffly, hauling her against me and kissing her. “Or the shower.”
“Very true.” She puts them on the counter and then I take her hand, pulling her into the shower with me.
“This is nice,” she murmurs, pressing herself against my chest.
“It is.” I run my hands down her back, caressing her silky skin. Enjoying her presence. Thinking about when I can see her again.
“I wish I didn’t have to go home.”
“Do you have to?”
“It’s better if I don’t do anything to make Dad or Lourdes suspicious.”
I nod, even though I don’t like it. “That makes sense. Let’s clean up and I’ll take you home.”
We shower quickly and then get dressed.
It’s a bummer that she has to leave, but she’s right that we need to be careful.
“When can I take you out again?” I ask as we drive toward her house.
“Well, you know my schedule, but I’m not sure about yours.”
“I’ll add you to my calendar,” I say. “That way you’ll see everything. Practices—though that can change sometimes—games, road trips, everything.”
“Okay. Once hockey season starts, Dad is never home and Lourdes tends to keep busy, so hopefully no one will be paying attention to what I’m doing.”
“Who watches Lindy?”
“There’s a nanny. They just hired her.”
“I thought maybe they expected you to watch her.”
“I told them that wasn’t happening. I work at the library until nine twice a week, and I also have to study.
I do watch her sometimes, because she’s a good kid and I love her, but I didn’t want them to expect it.
I don’t think Lourdes was happy but I can usually get away with anything that has to do with school. ”
“So, you’ll be at our home games?”
“As many as I can.”
“My sister is coming to town for the first home game of the season—we’re playing my old team, the Phantoms.”
“Oh, that’ll be nice for you, won’t it?”
“It’ll be good to see her, but obviously, it’s tricky when her boyfriend plays for the other team.”
“I’d like to meet her.”
“I’ll get you two seats next to each other.”
“Perfect.”
“All right.” I stop in front of the house next to Jayne’s, since that’s what she asked me to do. “I’ll sit here until you get inside.”
“You really are a gentleman.” She leans over and our mouths move together hungrily.
“Does tomorrow night work?”
She smiles. “Yes.”
“Where can I pick you up?”
She hesitates. “Let me think about it—I’ll text you later.”
“Good night, beautiful.”
“Thank you for…a wonderful evening.”
“You’re very welcome.”
I watch her hurry up the sidewalk and punch in a code to open the gate. Then she disappears into the darkness and I make a U-turn to head home.
I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into but there’s no turning back—and I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
It’s kind of crazy to think I’m falling for her.
It’s been a month.
We’re in dangerous territory—her father can destroy my career.
And yet there’s no doubt in my mind… I’m going to do it anyway.