BAD BOY ROMANCE: A Wifey for the Bad Boy (Contemporary Alpha Male Romance Book) (New Adult Alpha Male Romance Short Stories) (42 page)

“Not sure about what?”

“You. Me. Us?” Her voice rose in inflection, making the question almost comical. He might’ve laughed, but all spare concentration was going into trying to figure out how to make this work. How to ease her mind.

“I want you. Is it really so hard to conceive?” She closed the distance between them, taking her face in his hands, cupping her cheeks. “Tell me,” he whispered, “what you really have to lose? Jan, you spend your life waiting for something to come along. If you do, you might still be miserable in the long run. I don’t want you to be alone. I want you to be screaming in my bed. It’s your choice. But you know where I’m going.”

She sucked in a deep breath, and her eyes widened. But to her credit, she didn’t hyperventilate, or even continue to breathe hard. “Take a chance, Jan. Living life conservatively isn’t really living. I see life-and-death every day, I see regrets there, always what wasn’t done instead of what was done. Come with me, I won’t hurt you. I promise.”

According to Jan’s expression, her emotions kept changing from hope to need to want, and then to something else entirely. “Do you really want me? Not is my dad’s daughter, not as a friend, but as a lover?”

He supposed that was a reasonable question, one she needed to ask. Not that he particularly liked it, as he thought he’d displayed his needs pretty damn clearly. But, okay, he could go with it. As long as it got this beautiful woman in his bed.

“I want you. Jan. Not somebody who’s related to somebody I know. Not somebody I’ve known a long time, though those teen years were a little rough.” She laughed at that, a beautiful smile coming over her face. “Jan, I want you more and more every moment. As you, Jan. Not someone related to someone else. That has nothing to do with you. Or you and me. Why don’t we stop talking and you let me kiss you silly.” Her eyes flared wide at that but she relaxed and he stroked his hands over her cheekbones. “There you go, honey. Just relax. I promise it will be the best you’ve ever had.”

She sighed then, her eyes fluttering closed. He could tell the exact moment that she surrendered to her desire, and acquiesced to his. Keith cupped the back of her head, leaning in for gentle kiss, barely a brush of lips against hers. He needed her relaxed, compliant, he wanted her. He wanted her so fucking badly. “Pretend I’m the anti-match.com,” he whispered against her lips. “Pretend I’m somebody from Farmers Only if you need to, or any of those sites. Just make sure that you smile, Jan. I love your smile.”

She reached up gripping his shoulders pulling him down to kiss her again. Ah, good. She was in the game now. Keith crushed her to him, his mouth sealing on hers. This was not the time for slow gentle kisses. He took possession of her mouth, just as much as he took possession in his working life. She was his, he was in control. Keith only pulled back when she started making little mewling sounds, her chest began heaving. He pulled back, reeling, stepping just a few paces away. Jan put her hand to her mouth, almost covering her little smile.

“Oh my God. That was…”

“That was what?”

“That was… Please, bed. My panties are so wet right now I’m sloshing.”

“Well that’s not very sexy imagery,” he told her. “I think you need to work on your delivery, beautiful.”

She bumped hips with him, her eyes focusing in on his cock, which is hard throbbing and tenting his pants. “Somehow,” she said dragging the word out, “I think really do just fine. Very, very fine.”

He liked this transition in her, confident, a bit sassy, and very cute. There was something endearing about it, a self-satisfied woman who knew just how to please a man. Oh yeah. Oh hell yeah. Bedroom. Incoming.

He motioned her forward and led her to his bedroom, hoping that everything was neat and clean. He wasn’t messy exactly, but then again, he hadn’t been expecting someone to be having sex with him tonight. Keith poked his head in the room, glad to see he’d pulled up his blankets and didn’t have any scrubs or street clothes on the ground.

“Come into my lair.”

“Said the spider to the fly,” she replied. When she was relaxed and that beautiful smile came out, she was utterly breathtaking, and he didn’t want to have her any other way now.

“Not a spider or a fly here,” Keith replied. As soon as they crossed the threshold, he pulled her into his arms, kissing her like he’d not dared before, a full, powerful, unleashed possession of her mouth. Keith took her mouth hard, not giving her any room to protest, and she melted against him.

“There you go,” he said, pulling away. All his senses were working overtime, and he was reeling with the feel and scent of her. She was aroused, probably achingly so. Good. Join the club, so was he.

“How do you want this?” he asked as he began tugging off clothes.

She was watching keenly as he unbuttoned his shirt, his chest coming into view. She raked her gaze over him, assessing him, and it seemed that she was very happy with what she saw.

“An honest to God six pack,” she said, a tinge of all in her voice. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those outside the gym, you know what those gym boys like to do.”

“You go to the gym?” It shouldn’t have surprised him, but it did.

“Oh yeah, until I cure my addiction to chocolate.” She stepped closer, “Can I touch?”

“Touch anywhere you want, baby. Just don’t wait forever to get naked. I want to see you too.”

She ran her fingertips over his chest down his sternum and over his abs. She made a sound that was almost a whimper, something that told him that she really enjoyed what she was feeling. Didn’t figure she’d have any complaints.

“Can I touch all over?”

Oh yeah, she was going to go for it. He was still in his jeans, they were just slightly tented by his cock. “Yeah. Touch me. Just not for long. I’m ready to go, are you ready.”

She dropped to her knees and he sucked in a breath. Her fingertips trailed very gently over his length, and she leaned in, licking his head through his jeans. God, that was one of the hottest things he could have imagined. She looked up at him, eyes wide, mouth slightly parted. “I can’t wait to do this when you’re in just a thin pair of underwear. To lick you into you coming that way.” Oh God, he liked her confidence, she was something else. “Why don’t you unwrap your little gift there,” he told her.

“There’s nothing little about this honey.”

“Well nobody has had any complaints, Jan.”

“I bet you have a lot of satisfied customers.”

“The only one I’m concerned about is the beautiful lady in front of me. One who seems to have too many clothes on. I sure as hell like what you’re doing.”

“Well, we can take care of the close thing.” Jan reached for the button on his jeans popping it open, and sliding the zipper down slowly. He hadn’t worn underwear, as he was just planning to go home. And by the time he’d realized that this thing with Jan was happening, it had been too late. He’d had a fleeting thought that he might want to keep a pair of underwear in his locker, which just seemed silly right now. He didn’t need to think about anything but her, and the way she was looking at him. The need in her eyes, and the sweet musk of her rising up between. Jan shoved his jeans down to mid thigh and leaned back assessing his cock at eye level. God, that was sexy. Fucking sexy.

“Like what you see?” She slapped his thigh paid playfully, and he rode the line between pleasure and pain, the little pain fading

“You got a little close there, don’t do it again.” She had to know he was teasing.

“Well then, I guess you don’t want me to do this.” Jan leaned in the tip of her tongue touching the very tip of him, cleaning off his pre-cum, with one sexy, sensual sweep of her tongue. It almost drove him off the edge. Could he die of sexual torture? Or sexual need? Maybe all the blood was running somewhere else but his head. Because all of a sudden he couldn’t think, he just wanted her to lick and he just wanted her swallow his come.

“Don’t,” he said a little sharply. “Jan, I’m way too close to the edge. I’m going to do this inside you, not in your mouth, your pussy. Stand up.”

She did, and he stripped off the rest of his clothes. She undressed with her back to him, much more slowly than he was.

Her beautiful curves were on display for him all too soon, her ass, the gentle arch of her back, and the flow of her hair down her shoulders. He wanted to see her front, though this was a damn nice view. Her ass was lush, shapely and rounded enough to dig his fingers into when he was fucking her hard.

“Turn around,” he told her, and when she did, he gasped. She was utterly stunning naked. The word Rubenesque came to mind, all those gorgeous generous curves. Soft woman just for him.

“Do you like…” She bit her lower lip, he saw flash of uncertainty.

Like? Try love. He nodded, not trusting his voice.

“Really?” On some women it would have smacked of searching for a compliment, but on Jan it was perfect; she was genuinely uncertain and it showed in an endearing rather than annoying kind of way.

“Really?” he said, dropping a kiss onto her shoulder. Keith pulled her close, loving the way they fit together, her soft stomach pillowing his hard cock, her body rocking against him. He could take her upright if he wanted to, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to start that way. No, she needed a pounding in a good old-fashioned position: man on top.

This time.

Keith turned them so that her back was to the bed and lowered her down. “I promise I will eat that sweet cunt of yours every hour of the day, but not now. Not yet. Right now I need to fuck you hard and fast.”

“Promises.”

“Facts,” he retorted, settling between her legs. She arched up and he slid inside her soaked pussy, her walls clinging to him. It had been so fucking long since he’d been inside a beautiful woman.

“Oh god, don’t go slow,” she whispered, pulling him down. She wrapped her legs around him, moving against him, her body reacting to his hard cock by squeezing down on him. Keith groaned. No, this wasn’t going to take long at all. He made a sound deep in his throat and she responded just as gutturally, her sexy sound of need galvanizing him.

He leaned in, kissing her tenderly, his mouth roaming over hers as he stilled inside her heat. This was special, and even though he was already close to the edge, he couldn’t resist pushing harder, driving both of them rocketing toward completion. But in this moment, he wanted to give her some tenderness, some romance amongst the animal passion moments.

Jan gazed at him, her eyes liquid, her body soft in some places and very, very hot and tight in others.

“This is our moment,” he told her gently, his hand smoothing over her hair. “This was worth waiting for.”

“Yes!” she cried out, her body clenching down on him. Tender moments over; he wanted her now. Hard. Completely.

Keith hovered over her, thrusting deep inside her. The way she was gripping him was amazing; he couldn’t stop the groans that mixed with her cries. He’d never been as in sync with another human than at this moment.

“Please, Keith! Please…”

“Right here,” he whispered. He couldn’t pull enough oxygen in to speak more loudly, and anyway, all his higher brain functions had dropped offline, leaving only passion, lust, and need behind.

“Please, please! Pleasepleaseplease!” she cried out, her pussy fluttering around his throbbing dick. She was shoving him relentlessly toward the edge, her body reacting to his, and his to her in waves of need.

“Please! Keith!”

“Here.” He managed that one word as lightning ran through his body, centering at his balls, which tightened up against his body, thick jets of cum erupting from him and pouring into her.

“Shit,” he muttered, unable to find the words to say what he was thinking and feeling. There was so much in this moment, as they came down from their joint climaxes slow and easy. Jan’s eyes fluttered open and he rolled off, turning onto his side and propping his head arm up, so that he could gaze down at her.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful.”

“I am?’ she asked, flushing.

“You are. That was…” How could he explain what he was feeling now, and just how good the sex was.

“For me too,” she told him quietly. She turned to face him, running a hand over his cheek.

“I don’t even know what it all means. This is so expansive.”

“That’s a good word,” he agreed, nodding slowly. “Expansive. My feelings for you. Our connection. Us.”

“Is there an us? I don’t want to sound presumptuous.”

“There’s an us, Jan. There’s most definitely an us.” He sighed in satisfaction and happiness. This moment was simply perfect.

Jan gave him a sleepy smile, her head dropping to the pillow. “I know I need to go home but…” She shrugged. “I think I want to stay here for a while.”

“What about all night? I can run you home so you can change and then drop you off at work.”

“Mmm, that sounds like a plan,” she told him, snuggling in close. Jan kissed his chest tenderly. “Let’s sleep together, Keith. I want nothing more.

“Me either.”

Jan awoke slowly, stretching, the sun brushing along her face and on Keith’s naked shoulder. Keith!

It all came back to her. She’d been with Keith, her father’s best friend. A man who had become everything to her. Jan was falling in love with him; maybe a little part of her had a long, long time ago, and gradually picked up steam as he’d related to her and Brody at the hospital, and then last night.