Текст книги "Take Me There: A Collection of Short Erotic Reads"

Автор книги: Jessica Ingro

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“Jax?” I breathed out when he started making circular motions that had me parting my legs.

“Mmmmm,” he mumbled against the skin of my neck as his lips tormented me.

“Can I touch you?” Keeping one hand on the wheel, I reached out with my other, and pressed against the bulge straining behind his zipper. His hips rose up, pressing him more firmly into my palm.

Removing his hand from between my legs, resulting in a small protest slipping from my lips, he deftly undid his button and zipper. He pulled himself from the confines of his jeans and placed my hand on his rather large erection. He was hot, silky, and smooth. Sheer perfection in my hand.

He groaned deeply as I gently explored him. I chanced a quick glance over at him. His head fell back on the headrest and his hands tightened into fists on his thighs. A look of pain flitted across his features, but when he shouted, “Holy fuck!” as I swiped my hand over the head, I knew it was an exquisite pain he was feeling.

His hand found its way back between my legs where he worked a little harder at bringing out every tingle and spark in my body. It was becoming harder and harder to focus on the road. Thank God the rain had let up some, or I probably would have crashed the car when the orgasm building in my core snapped, making me cry out.

With what little coherency I had left, I slammed on the brakes pulling to the side of the road as the remaining tremors worked through my body. Slumping back in my seat, I gulped at the air and reveled in how loose and pliant I felt.

“That was the prettiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he spoke softly and reverently next to me.

I forced my eyes open and didn’t even bother to hide the goofy smile that took over my face. The heat behind Jax’s dark eyes had fire reigniting in my belly. I unhooked my seatbelt and leaned over the console.

The second our lips met, Jax took over the kiss, plunging his hands into my hair and angling my head the way he wanted it. His tongue thrust into my mouth and sensually stroked against mine.

My teeth nipped his lower lip at the same time I gripped him tightly in my hand and began pumping his length again. As I did, his hold on my hair tightened and his kiss became more feverish.

We stayed that way, locked together for several long passing minutes until Jax pulled away from my mouth. His face just inches from mine, he locked gazes with me, bit down on his lower lip and came in a rush in my hand.

It was the most perfectly intimate moment with my beautiful stranger.

THREE

Fifteen minutes later we were checking into the only motel in the first town we came across. It was two stories tall and thankfully had onsite laundry. Unfortunately, it only had one room available.

“I’m really sorry, but we’ve had a surge in customers tonight what with no one being able to get into Watkins County and all,” the old man behind the counter informed us, while clicking away on the keyboard. The clackety clack of the keys had my nerves ratcheting up a notch. The sexual tension between Jax and me was palpable. His hand rested on my lower back with his fingers stretching to cover a portion of my ass.

It was becoming clear that he was a very tactile man. Ever since we cleaned his cum off my hand, he had been touching me in some way. I was secretly loving it. George barely showed me physical affection on a special occasion, let alone just because.

“One room is fine,” Jax told him. He moved his hand from my ass long enough to slide a credit card across the counter along with his driver’s license.

“Jackson Stone?” I asked when I caught a glimpse at the name on his identification.

“Yeah,” he replied absently.

“As in Stone Construction and Real Estate?” The Stones were only the wealthiest family in three counties, heck possibly even in the state.

“Yeah.” His eyebrows drew together ominously and he looked at me like he was annoyed about something. “Is that a problem?”

“No. I just didn’t expect it is all.”

“It’s not a big deal.” He looked completely put out, and I realized that he must deal all the time with women throwing themselves at him because of his name and social status. The last thing I wanted was for him to think that’s what this was.

We might not know each other well, but I did know I liked Jax, and he deserved more than that.

I put my hand on his chest and lowered my voice, aware of the hotel clerk listening to our conversation. “It doesn’t. I was shocked is all. You’re still Jax to me. Here let me pay for my half of the room.” I dug in my purse for my wallet, but his hand on my arm stopped me.

“No.” He shook his head before turning back to the clerk and signing the reservation form.

We rode up the elevator in silence. The tension was so thick not only from our attraction to one another, but from the irritation that pumped off him in waves.

“I didn’t mean to offend you. It really doesn’t matter to me what your last name is. After tonight we probably won’t see each other again anyway.”

Jax crowded me with his body until my back was against the elevator wall. His massive body pressed into mine. He was so deliciously hard and warm.

“We’ll see about that,” he whispered. His finger trailed down the side of my neck, over my collarbone and down between my breasts. My black shirt was still damp and stuck to my body. My heart beat heavily as my chest rose and fell. I stared at his mouth, wanting it on me so badly. The strange wild and out of control sensation he evoked in me was back, running through my body.

Not wanting to talk anymore, I gripped the back of his neck and brought his head down to mine at the same time I rose up on my tiptoes. When our lips connected, it was like an electric charge shooting through my body.

I moaned and opened my mouth when his tongue ran along the seam of my lips, seeking entrance.

Each glide of his silky tongue against mine had my toes curling. His erection pressed insistently against my stomach as he fucked my mouth with avid hunger.

We were so lost in each other that neither of us realized the elevator had stopped or that the doors had already opened and closed on us. The rest of the world could have melted away for all we knew. It was just him and me and the pleasure we were bringing to one another.

The elevator sat idle waiting for someone to push a button while we pawed at each other, stopping just short of tearing each other’s clothes off. His thigh thrust in between my legs, my hips circled and pumped, rubbing myself against him. His hands were under my shirt kneading my breasts, while my hands gripped his ass, holding him closer to me.

If what happened in the car was crazy, this was completely out of control. If anyone was watching the video feed from the camera in the elevator, they were getting one hell of a show.

“I need you naked,” he murmured against the skin of my neck. His warm breath sent goose bumps up my spine.

“Yes please,” I whispered breathlessly.

We sprinted down the hall to our room. As soon as the card was swiped and the green light activated, Jax was pushing the door open and pulling me in behind him.

I let out a little yelp when he picked me up by my waist and threw me on the bed. My body bounced as I settled diagonally on the mattress. In the next instant, Jax’s body covered mine and we were back to exploring one another.

I ran my hands under his shirt and up his back, making my way around then down the planes of his chest. As I moved lower, each ridge and bump of his abs had me moaning and thrusting my pelvis, seeking some much needed friction. It was as if he hadn’t already made me come just a half hour earlier.

Jax pulled back and reached a hand behind his back to pull his shirt off. With a shit-eating grin on his face, he lowered himself back down, giving me free reign over his soft, perfect skin.

“Your turn,” he whispered when my tongue on his abs seemed to be too much for his restraint. He gripped the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head, as I raised my arms with the movement. With a flick of his finger, the front clasp of my red lace bra was open.

He stared at my breasts with a raw intensity as he slowly peeled the cups back, exposing my hardened nipples.

“Like ripe, red berries,” he murmured before dipping his head and circling one with his tongue. It was such a tease that I cried out and with my hands laced in his hair, pulled his head closer to me. Taking the hint, he took the taut bud between his lips and sucked so hard that my back bowed off the bed.

“Yes!” I screamed.

Taking his time, he worshipped each breast with his mouth while pinching and rolling the opposite nipple with his fingers. The dual sensations of his rough callused hand and his warm, wet mouth had me coming out of my skin. I was so close to the edge, I thought I was going to explode without him even touching me between my legs.

“Please,” I begged. I was so, so close.

“Shhh, baby. I’ll give you what you need.”

Jax rose off me and onto his feet. My fingers worked at the buttons on my pants at the same time he stripped off the last of his clothes. He then knelt on the bed, gloriously naked, gripped my pants and ripped them down my legs and off along with my underwear in one swift move.

Holy hell that was hot. But not nearly as hot as the long, thick appendage jutting proudly from between his legs.

Pre-cum leaked from the tip as he slowly pumped his length while his eyes devoured my exposed body.

“What do you want, Maci?” He repeated his question from earlier. The roughness of his voice had me nearly coming on the spot.

“I want you,” I whispered.

“You have me. What do you want me to do to you?” he amended his request.

I swallowed hard and looked in his eyes. “I want you to make me come.”

I didn’t have time to be embarrassed by my words because his fingers were now grazing my clit as he slowly stroked me over and over. He then worked one finger slowly into my pussy. It was such sweet torture on my sensitive nerves.

“You’re so wet for me. Drenched,” he praised as he added a second finger inside. He began fucking me with the same rhythm as his other hand still running up and down his shaft. It was so fucking hot watching him pleasure me as he pleasured himself.

My hands gripped the comforter on either side of my head as I closed my eyes and moved my hips up and down, forcing his fingers inside as far as they could go. That’s when he added a third finger—sending me straight into orbit.

My orgasm was like a rubber band stretched too far before it snapped and exploded within me. Every muscle in my body tensed and convulsed with its impact. My toes curled and I screamed his name.

Feeling sated, my body slumped into the mattress and my eyes fluttered open to see Jax digging in his wallet for a condom.

“You were beautiful earlier, but watching you come undone like that just now was fucking amazing.” His words were impassioned as he rolled the condom down his length.

My whole body trembled knowing what was about to happen. If I allowed myself to think about it, I’d have been mortified that I was so willing to have sex with a stranger, but there was nothing running through my mind at that moment other than how badly I wanted him inside me.

“On your stomach,” he ordered me at the same time his hands began turning me over. He grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and tucked it under my hips, raising my ass slightly off the bed.

His hands gripped my thighs, spread my legs apart and then he was there. I felt the wide head of his cock probe my opening before he pushed in on one long, slow thrust.

“So fucking tight,” he cursed as he stilled inside me.

“Jax,” I moaned as he pulled out and pushed back in to the root. In this position with his weight on top of me and his legs pinning mine closed, I couldn’t move. All I could do was feel every single inch of him, scraping against my swollen tissues and sending shocks of pleasure through my body.

God. He was going so deep. Every few thrusts, he would circle his hips, hitting a spot that had my muscles clenching him tight like a fist.

The only sounds in the room were that of skin against skin, panting, moaning and the occasional grunt coming from Jax as his speed picked up and he fucked me with abandon.

“I’m… coming…” I informed him on two particularly rough hard thrusts. On the next one, I fell into complete and utter bliss.

“Fuck!” he shouted as he drove into me two more times before succumbing to his own release.

Jax slumped on top of me as I laid on the bed, shattered from the way his body had loved on mine. The handful of men I had slept with over the years had nothing on my beautiful stranger. He was skilled between the sheets, and for that I was so very grateful.

Closing my eyes, I laughed softly when his hands ran lightly up my sides, hitting a ticklish spot.

I turned my head and smiled when Jax shifted my hair off my face and over my shoulder. He placed a tender kiss on my cheek before pulling out and heading to the bathroom.

Listening to the running water, I couldn’t help but continue to smile as I stayed in my prone position in the middle of the bed. While I probably should have felt guilty for sleeping with a man so soon after ending my relationship with George, I just didn’t. And the embarrassment of being naked with a man I barely knew was nowhere to be found.

All I felt was satisfied. So completely satisfied.

The thought made me giggle and bury my face in the covers.

Jax exited the bathroom and stopped next to the bed. He had an endearing expression on his face as I turned to look at him.

Feeling brazen, I bit my lip and rolled onto my back so he could see my nude body.

“Round two?” I asked while teasingly running a fingertip down the center of my chest. My eyes moved from his face to his cock that was slowly beginning to rise to attention.

A man that could get it up again so soon after coming? There was something to be said for that.

*****

“Take it,” Jax gritted out as he shoved his cock in my mouth. I gagged while keeping eye contact with him. “That’s it. Good girl.”

His finger rubbed where my mouth was stretched around his length. He looked down on me with awe as I sucked him even deeper into my throat.

Something about being with Jax made me feel free and uninhibited. There was something about the anonymity of being with a stranger that allowed me to let loose and experience things I had never done before. I didn’t need to worry about whether I was doing something right or if he liked it. All I needed to do was feel. It was exhilarating.

“Shit. You keep that up and I’m going to come,” he warned, but it was a direct contrast to the way his hands in my hair kept me in place as he pumped in and out of my mouth.

I sucked deeper in a silent effort to tell him that was exactly what I wanted—to be rewarded with his cum sliding down my throat.

“You want that, huh?” He thrust into my mouth again and gave me a sexy quirk of his lips.

I nodded my agreement and went back to focusing on my task. All too soon, he pulled back and grabbed me under my arms, pulling me up from the floor. With rough hands, he turned me around and with a hand on my back he bent me over until I was touching my feet.

Before I could even ask what he was doing, his hands gripped my hips and he thrust into me. I cried out at the invasion. The angle I was in let him go impossibly deep. It was almost too much. The sensations resonating in my core and spreading throughout my body had me screaming.

I yelped when his hand came down and swatted me on my ass. I had never been spanked before, especially not during sex. It made my pussy ripple in excitement.

“You like that?” He grunted as he fucked me like a man possessed. How he had this much stamina after three rounds was beyond me.

“Yes,” I whimpered when he hit a spot that took me from an eight to a ten on the pleasure scale in a nanosecond.

“Then show me. Fucking come on my cock, Maci. Show me how much you fucking like it.”

Within seconds I split apart, coming so hard my knees gave out, and Jax was forced to follow me down to the ground. He lifted my hips and continued to fuck me until he shouted out his own release. His body bucked into mine before he pulled out and collapsed on the carpet next to me, while a second orgasm tore through my body.

“Nothing like some carpet burn,” he joked once he caught his breath.

All I could do was hum my consent. I was spent. After eight fantastic orgasms, I could barely keep my eyes open.

“Hey, Maci,” Jax’s voice dragged me from a post-orgasm coma.

“Hmmm,” I sleepily responded.

“You on the pill?”

“Yeah, why?” I mumbled, blinking slowly and trying to understand why he was asking me such an untimely question. We had already done the deed after all.

“I sort of forgot a condom that last time. The way you looked sucking me off made my restraint snap. Not that that’s an excuse for being so careless. I’m clean. I’ve never had sex without one and I got tested just a few months back,” he rambled on as my eyes widened in disbelief.

Reality came crashing into this little bubble we had wrapped ourselves up in. I just had unprotected sex with a complete stranger! Regardless of who his family was, he could be anyone. A family does not a man make.

“You okay?” he asked as he nervously scratched his head.

“What? Yes. It just kind of hit me that we really don’t know each other and we just… you know… a lot.” I pulled myself together on the outside even though butterflies were still floating around my belly.

“We did.” He gave me a boyish grin that said exactly how much he enjoyed what we did together. The sight of it made the butterflies calm down a bit. Unprotected sex aside, I wanted to continue living in the moment and enjoying my dwindling time with this sexy man.

“This is crazy.” I let out a disbelieving laugh. This was so unlike me yet I had never felt more like myself then I did that night.

“It is,” he agreed. “Look, Maci. I like you and I’d like to see you again.”

“I don’t know,” I hedged. His declaration took me completely by surprise. I never once considered this stranger wanting to be something more.

“You don’t need to agree now. Just promise you’ll think about it. Please?” he asked with an earnest look on his face.

My heart turned over at how damn cute he was. Throwing caution to the wind, I nodded. He leaned over and placed a loud, smacking kiss on my lips before jumping up and rifling for his boxers on the floor.

“What are you doing?” I asked as I sat up on the floor.

“Going to get our clothes out of the dryer. I’ll be back in a few.” He grabbed the card to the room and left me with a wink.

Climbing into bed, I pulled the covers over my body and burrowed into them. There was nothing I could do about the lack of a condom. For as much as it freaked me out, I had to let it go and not stress over something I couldn’t change. An appointment to get tested for diseases was high on my priority list, but that thought could wait until the morning light brought the real world back. For now I was going to bask in the glow of post-coital bliss.

I stretched my deliciously sore muscles and closed my eyes. Before I knew it, sleep claimed me.

FOUR

The bells on the shop door jingled, signaling a new customer. The quaint, little chocolate shop my husband and I had opened smelled of the decadent confections I created here each morning.

“Hi, can I help you?” I asked without looking up, as I stood from where I was bent down, arranging candies in the display case.

“I was hoping to pick up a dozen of the chocolate peanut butter truffles I’ve heard so much about,” the customer answered, his voice so eerily familiar my heart stopped beating for a few seconds before galloping wildly in my chest.

“Maci?” Jax asked from across the counter. His face registered shock and disbelief.

“Jax,” I returned. My hands picked at the strings of the apron tied around my waist. It was a nervous gesture. His being there had me freaked the fuck out.

When I had left that hotel room in the middle of the night, leaving behind nothing but a note, I thought I would never ever see him again. Sure, I had fantasized about it, but that was a long time ago. Four years was a long time to gain perspective.

“You left.” His voice held no judgment. Just sadness. Or maybe that was wishful thinking on my part.

“I left a note.” It was a weak explanation but the only one I had. Leaving him alone in that hotel room had been a shitty thing for me to do.

He nodded and looked around the shop. “So this is yours? I’ve heard great things about it. Decided to finally pop in and see for myself what all the buzz is about. I would have stopped in a lot sooner had I known.”

His words made my heart leap, but I quickly tamped it down. The clock on the wall told me I was about five minutes from having my world implode on me.

“Well, let me get you a box of truffles. On the house,” I quickly responded in an effort to speed this up.

“I insist on paying,” he murmured, digging his wallet out of his pants as I hastily put a box together for him.

Just as I was sliding the box across the counter to him and he was handing me a twenty-dollar bill, the door jingled and my three-year old daughter raced towards us. Her hands waved excitedly as she screeched “Chocolate time!”

Jackie stopped abruptly when she rounded the corner and saw Jax standing there with an amused expression on his face. “Hi!” she chirped.

“Hello.” He knelt down to her level. His eyes moved over her face, so many questions behind them that I bit my lips and continued picking at my apron. I saw the exact moment when it dawned on him who she was. There was no missing his clenched jaw and tightened fists.

“I’m Jackie!”

“Hi, Jackie. I’m Jax. How old are you?”

“I’m this many!” She held out three fingers. Her right eye closing and her little tongue sticking out as she concentrated on keeping her other fingers down.

My stomach dropped to my feet at that moment, for I knew my past was colliding with my present, and the consequences were sure to be extreme.

“You’re beautiful,” he croaked out. His hand reached up to touch her dark curls, but pulled back when he realized she didn’t know him.

In slow motion I watched him stand and shake his head before turning towards me with so much pain in his eyes it took my breath away.

“Maci?” My husband, George, said when he finally caught up to Jackie and recognized the familiarity in Jax’s features.

“What?” I asked dazedly.

“I’m going to take Jackie over to the park. You going to be okay?”

No. I was never going to be okay, but I couldn’t really admit that. I didn’t want to freak Jackie out. She was so intuitive and could easily pick up on my mood. Even at three. All I could do was nod and give him an encouraging smile.

“You be good for daddy, baby,” I told my daughter as she blew kisses to me on her way out the door, her little fingers wrapped up in her father’s hand.

As soon as the door shut on George and Jackie, Jax looked ready to explode.

“How could you not tell me?” He bellowed and I couldn’t really blame him. Even if it did make me flinch.

“How was I supposed to do that?” I argued irrationally with tears stinging my eyes. I deserved whatever he was about to dish out. I knew that.

“You knew my name. You knew who my family was. One phone call and someone would have found me. You hid my daughter from me!” Tension vibrated through his stiff body.

“I know. I’m sorry!” I shouted back.

“And who’s that guy?”

“My husband, George.”

“George,” he mumbled with a thoughtful expression on his face. “George? The guy you dumped right before we hooked up?”

“Yes.”

“Christ, Maci. She called him Daddy,” he said exasperatedly.

“Because he’s all she knows.”

“How the fuck did this happen? Please, explain this to me, because I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around all this.”

“George texted me that night. Told me he was sorry for being an ass and wanted to marry me. I wrote you that note and left. A month later I found out I was pregnant.” I gave him the highlights, not wanting to delve too deeply into everything that had happened.

“Does he know?”

“Yes, I told him. He was upset at first but came around to the idea of having a baby. We found out last year he’s sterile and had it not been for my one night with you, we’d never have been blessed with Jackie.” Tears filled my eyes at the reminder that there would be no more little feet running through the house.

“This is so fucked up.” Jax scrubbed his hands down his face and looked warily at me.

“Yes,” I agreed and forced myself to let go of the apron string wrapped around my finger which was now purple from lack of circulation.

“You named her after me?” I saw my tears mirrored in his eyes, and my heart broke again for all my stupid decisions.

“I did. Jax, I have no excuse for not telling you. At the time I thought it made sense. I don’t know why. What I do know is that I’ll never regret the night I met you, even if it hadn’t resulted in a perfect little girl. You gave me a precious gift that George could never…” my voice broke as I trailed off. “Please don’t hate me.”

“I might be angry as fuck right now, but I don’t hate you. Maci, we need to work this out,” he implored.

“What is there to work out? She knows George. She loves George. I don’t want to confuse her. We’re happy, you know? Isn’t that what you’d want for her?”

“Of course, I do.” He ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “Shit, I can’t believe you’re asking me to walk away from my flesh and blood.” He let out a huge sigh and his shoulders fell.

“No, I’m begging you to do it. Not for me. Not for George. But for Jackie.” A million prayers were silently sent to God as I stood there and watched as something worked behind his eyes. I didn’t want to keep him from Jackie, but it was the best thing for her. I couldn’t imagine anything good coming from telling her the truth.

“Can I at least see her sometimes? I’m living here in town now and running the Stone Construction and Real Estate that just opened up.”

“I don’t know,” I hedged. I wasn’t sure George would be okay with me promising something without talking to him about it first.

“You owe me as much. I could easily take you to court over this.” His words were most definitely a threat, but his face was soft and passive. It went a long way towards softening me up to agree to his request.

“As long as George is okay with it, we’ll set something up,” I finally told him after silently deliberating.

“Here’s my number.” He grabbed a pen and order pad from the counter and scribbled on it. “Call me after you talk to him.”

I nodded and slid the paper across the counter, tucking it into the pocket of my apron. Jax took his change and truffles and left after making me promise I would call him later that night.

Alone in the shop, I braced my hands on the counter, my head dropping between my shoulders and took several deep breaths. One way or another it looked as if we were going to have to find a way to become a blended family.

I didn’t have to worry though. It didn’t take long for Jackie to fall in love with her uncle Jax. And every now and then when I’m bored or lonely, I close my eyes and remember that one fabulous and sinfully dirty night with my beautiful stranger.