Burning Hunger (8 page)

He pulled a couple of condoms out of his
pocket before reaching for the snap to his jeans. The lazy look in
her eyes followed his hand as he lowered his zipper slowly over his
bulging cock. He liked the way Val’s gaze moved over him in a
visual caress, adding fuel to the fire. As he slipped his jeans
downward his cock sprang free, already standing at half-mast and
glistening at the tip.

Returning her sensual smile, Chaz walked to
her. When she made a move to get up he put a hand against her lower
back, letting her know without words that he wanted her to remain
in that position. He took the melting ice cube between his lips and
ran it up Val’s body, starting with the back of her leg. At first
she tensed, then groaned when she realized what he was doing.

“Nice.” Her tone was husky, and even though
she was straining away from the ice cube Chaz knew that she was
receiving pleasure as it glided along her flesh.

He moved up the back of her thigh, over the
tantalizing swell of her ass, and finally from the dimples at her
lower back all the way up to her shoulders. By the time Chaz
reached the back of Val’s neck the cube had melted, leaving a trail
of glistening goose bumps.

She shivered delicately. “You’re killing
me.” She was breathing heavily. “Fuck me, Chaz.”

“In good time.” He kissed the back of her
shoulder, slipping his hands underneath her body to caress her
breasts. At the same time he thrust his rock hard cock against her
soft bottom.

Val moaned and pushed her ass against him
impatiently, letting him know she was ready, but Chaz had other
plans before he fucked her sweet cunt. He wanted her wild; he
wanted her begging him to take her. He kissed his way back down to
her lower body, nipped her fleshy rump and the backs of her soft
thighs. When he neared the sweet scented secrets between her
quivering thighs, she arched her hips, and opened herself up to his
encroaching lips.

Chaz’s nostrils flared, taking in her musky
essence, and he knew that he had to have a taste. His tongue
touched the slit between her pussy lips, and easily slid past her
labia and into the warm, slick channel beyond. Val released a
little cry, and Chaz savored her reaction to his frozen tongue. Her
body jerked forward but she couldn’t escape him.

To ensure that she didn’t get away, he put
his hands on her hips and held her tightly as he used his tongue
like a cock. He fucked her mercilessly, taking time to lavish
special attention on her pearl-sized clit until she was quaking
uncontrollably beneath him. Within seconds, her hips were moving
wildly and she was whimpering with ecstasy.

“Chaz!”

He knew she was close to climaxing, and he
wanted to be inside her when it happened. He liked the way she
squeezed and milked his shaft, and wanted to feel her coming. He
patted the bed for one of the condoms he’d laid down earlier.
Precious seconds were lost when he quickly tore the packet open,
pulled the latex circle out, and rolled it down his shaft. Then his
mouth returned to Val’s clit, drawing it into his mouth and sucking
hard.

“Oh…I’m coming!” she screamed, bucking
wildly. “I’m coming!”

Chaz pulled her to the edge of the bed and
entered her from behind. Her cunt gripped his cock tightly,
squeezing and releasing him with the powerful contractions from her
orgasm. He grunted, fighting the urge to come too soon. But damn,
it felt good! He was buried so deep that his balls were banging
against her nether lips. Once the feeling to explode inside her
pussy waned, he began to thrust slowly.

“Oh, fuck, baby.” In spite of being slick
with cum, she was still tight. He could feel his testicles swell
and tighten against his body, a sure sign he didn’t have much time.
Chaz forced himself to move as slowly as he could, but Val’s sweet
cunt was lovingly squeezing him into an orgasm.

“I like it hard,” she said against the bed,
pushing her buttocks back against him with every thrust of his
dick. “Please, Chaz!”

He glanced down at Val. Her face was turned
against the side of the bed so she could breath. She was flushed
with color, a fine moisture glistening over her body. Each time he
withdrew from her pussy, he watched his cock slowly sliding out of
sight as he slid back in. He’d been willing to take it slow, to
hold out as long as he could, but she wanted it hard and that
called for speed.

Taking hold of her hips Chaz began to pound
into Val, pulling her back sharply with every thrust. He groaned
with pleasure, the sound of his balls slapping against her flesh
urging him to go faster. Val’s breathing became ragged, and her
sounds of ecstasy, coupled with the tightening of her cunt muscles,
pushed him over the side.

She screamed.

He released a long, guttural sound as
pleasure rocked him to the core.

Then Chaz slammed his cock home one last
time, grinding his body tightly against Val’s ass while she milked
him until he was drained. Some time later they moved into a more
comfortable position on the bed, and let fatigue claim them.

****

“Val, time to get up, honey.”

“Noooo,” she moaned, not moving. “Is that
the fire alarm again?” she mumbled into her pillow.

Chaz chuckled. “No, the alarm clock. We have
to get to the airport, remember? We’re heading to the Keys this
morning.”

She slowly turned her face to look at him.
He was already dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling
on his boots. He turned and their gazes met.

“God, it seems like we just went to bed.”
She yawned loudly, forcing herself to sit up. When Chaz glanced at
her naked breasts she shook them. They swayed back and forth like
melons. Watching the desire cloud his eyes, she grinned, and
brought one breast up to her mouth, licking the nipple until it
peaked.

He groaned, but didn’t look away. “Shit,
don’t do that to me now.”

“Do what?” Val asked innocently. They’d
fucked twice more during what was left of their short night, and
she was feeling lazy and naughty, and surprisingly ready for
another go around.

“Tease me, baby. I don’t want to be late.
Besides, my cock is sore.”

Val burst out laughing, she couldn’t help
it. She’d never received that complaint before. Was Chaz joking?
She narrowed her gaze on him and tried to read his expression. Come
to think of it, she was feeling slightly sore herself. He’d brought
her to orgasm several times, but not until he’d pinched and sucked
her clit, and banged her pussy until she was too exhausted to
move.

He finally grinned, and she knew he was
kidding. “How much time do I have?” She worked her way through the
twisted covers and got up.

“We need to be out the door in half an
hour.”

“Good, I have time for a quick shower.” Val
stopped in front of Chaz. He was still sitting on the bed, so they
were about eye level.

“I’ve never met a woman so comfortable in
her own skin,” he remarked, slightly amused.

“I’ve never met a man I can’t seem to get
enough of,” she countered. Leaning forward, she kissed Chaz on his
smooth lips. When she moved to draw back he wrapped an arm around
her waist and held her to him.

Her intentions of a short morning kiss
turned into one long, smoldering attack of her senses. Val opened
her mouth and sucked his tongue into hers. Before long the room was
filled with the sounds of pleasure. Chaz was the one to pull away.
He pushed Val back so he could get to his feet, turned her around,
and slapped her on the rump.

“Behave yourself, and go get your
shower.”

She glanced back at him one time before
reaching the bathroom. The room was damp, and she could tell by the
mist on the shower door that Chaz must have already taken a shower.
The thought of him using her floral shampoo and soap drew a smile
on her face. Then, remembering time was running out, she stepped
into the shower and turned on the water.

Under the spray of the water Val wondered
what it was about Chaz that captivated her so much. A year ago she
would have had a one-night stand with him and then sent him on his
way without a second thought, never to see him again. He was a
superior lover, and had no problems fulfilling her needs. Val liked
to think she fulfilled his, too. Yet, she hadn’t been kidding when
she’d said she couldn’t get enough of him.

As she moved her hands over her body,
soaping up and rinsing off, Val noticed how tender she was in some
places. A pleasant ache that reminded her of Chaz kissing, sucking,
and roughly caressing her body. Sometimes with tender passion,
other times in a kind of lustful frenzy. Her pussy lips were
swollen from the pounding they’d taken, her clit still
oversensitive.

Once Val left the shower, she quickly
brushed her teeth and used the blow dryer on her hair, then she
walked naked back to her bedroom. Her brows lifted with surprise
when she saw the opened suitcase on the bed.
How did he find
that?
There were some items in it all ready.

Val stepped inside her closet and took
inventory of what she wanted to wear and bring with her. She yanked
a pretty sundress off a hanger, the perfect thing for the flight.
It still had the tags on it, and after pulling them off she slipped
it over her head.

“Phone call.”

She let out a small cry of surprise and
swung around. Chaz was standing in the doorway, holding her cell
phone out to her. I didn’t even hear it ring. “Who is it?” she
asked, reaching for it.

“Craig,” he said simply.

Oh crap!
For him to be calling this
early her father must have told him what was happening. Val took
the phone from Chaz, startled at the zap of awareness when their
fingers touched.

“Hello, Cra—”

“Who the hell is answering your phone this
early in the morning?”

Her gaze locked onto the interested look in
Chaz’s eyes.
Didn’t Dad explain that he’d hired a bodyguard?
“Calm down, Craig. Chaz is the bodyguard hired to babysit me. I
hope Dad told you what’s going on because I don’t have time to go
into it right now.”

“Yeah, he called me late last night. You
know you’d be safe here at my place.”

Val knew he was just trying to be helpful.
They’d been lovers for a long time, and friends even longer. All
ancient history now. “That might be an option when we get back from
the Keys.”

Chaz scowled and shook his head vigorously,
but the damage was done. Val shrugged and mouthed the words to him
that it would be okay.

“So you’re going down south. How long will
you be gone?”

“Craig, I’m not really supposed to say
anything, and I trust that you won’t either.”

“Of course not.” He sounded insulted that
she would even mention it. “I’m worried about you. I just wish
you’d stay closer to home.”

Val smiled at the affection in his tone.
“You know I didn’t take a real vacation during our entire
engagement,” She saw Chaz’s brows lift when she said engagement,
and she turned around, not wanting him to see her amusement over
his reaction. “Well, Dad feels this is the perfect time to get away
without causing any undo speculation. What happens afterwards I
don’t know.”

“Will you phone me when you get back?”

“I promise. Now I have to go, Craig.”

“Bye, sweetheart.”

Smiling, Val flipped her phone closed and
faced Chaz again. She could see on his face-he was going to blast
her for slipping up and telling Craig where they were going. She
held up her hand. “Before you yell at me, I’m sorry I slipped up.
But Craig won’t say anything, he’s a good friend.”

“With benefits, obviously. Is that what
they’re calling fiancé’s now?” He stepped forward and picked up her
left hand. “I didn’t think I’d seen a ring on your finger.” He
practically tossed Val’s hand back at her. “I would never have
touched you if I’d known you belonged to someone else.”

His unexpected anger fed hers. “Oh, a
womanizer with scruples.” She ignored the blaze of warning that
flashed in his eyes. “That’s refreshing. And for your information,
I don’t belong to anyone.”

“That’s obvious based on your
indiscretions.” He swung around and was gone before she could slap
his face or respond to his comment.

Val couldn’t understand why she didn’t just
tell Chaz that she was no longer engaged to Craig, except that
she’d always enjoyed the challenge of a good fight, even a verbal
one and one, she would win. She supposed that was the trial lawyer
coming out in her. The fact Chaz was bothered by the thought of her
two-timing her supposed fiancé told her a lot about his
character.

She followed him. “If I didn’t know better,
Mr. Evans, I’d say that you are jealous.” She decided to call it
like she saw it. He stopped short, and she plowed right into
him.

“More like disappointed,” he barked, glaring
down at her. “And we don’t have time for this.” He turned and
continued in the direction of the living room.

It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him
the truth, but his indifferent dismissal grated on Val, and her
anger went up a notch. “Well, I have all the time in the world
because I just decided that I’m not going to the Keys.” She slapped
her hands onto her hips, wondering what his reaction would be to
that.

“Good. Because we’re not going to the Keys
now.”

His comment took her totally by surprise.
“What? Why? I told you Craig won’t say anything.”

“I’m not willing to take that chance, Val.
Just as easily as you slipped up, so could he. You’re safety is a
priority.” He picked up the phone that was on top of his duffel bag
and flipped it opened. “Do you mind fixing coffee while I make some
calls?”

“Sure.” It was obvious that he didn’t want
her around. Why, Val wondered. If it had anything to do with her,
she had a right to know. If we’re not going to the Keys, then where
are we going? She doubted they would remain in her apartment all
weekend.