Forever Kind of Guy (3 page)

Gretchen
’s heart raced when she thought about seeing Stefan again, and her mind took her back to their kiss. Her body automatically reacted to his touch, and she wanted more. A loud knock at the door had her grinning in anticipation. Slowly she crossed the room to answer it. Stefan was standing there smiling as she opened the door. He took her breath away. He was something Claude Monet would use in a painting.

“You know you live
in a bad neighborhood,” he said as leaned toward her and his scent wrapped around her.

Gretchen
arched her eyebrows at him and tried to act like his being that close to her didn’t affect her. “It’s what I can afford.”

A slow grin tugged
at his perfect sweet lips. “Are you going to invite me in?” Stefan asked, and she moved out of the doorway.

Since Christmas she
had thought about him, and what it would be like to see him again, not that she’d ever imagined he would arrest her. Gretchen watched him as he looked around her apartment, she hadn’t spent much when she’d decorated it, but it was home for her. She’d bought the cheapest couch and love seat she could find. They were an ugly pea green with large white flowers all over. She’d found three white pillows she’d added to the couch, and a large pea green pillow to the love seat. Her walls were white with some of her childhood pictures hanging, mostly of her and Laura and her parents.

He stopped at a picture of
her and her parents when she was about ten; they’d taken her to the beach for the first time and she’d made a massive sandcastle. Her father had helped her, and it had taken them four hours to complete it.

“I still can’t bel
ieve you are here,” she whispered. Stefan looked over his shoulder at her with his eyebrows raised and she bit her bottom lip. She hadn’t meant to speak out loud.

“
I
can’t believe I am here,” he said as he walked over to her. “I have thought of you every night since we were together.” He brushed his fingertips along her cheek as he studied her. “I think we need to set some rules.”

Gretchen
arched an eyebrow at him, as he wrapped an arm around her to pull her closer to him. “What do you mean some rules? Like no eating thirty minutes before sex?” His laughter made her knees grow weak.

“No, I lov
e a woman who eats.” Stefan tickled her sides, and she giggled.

She knew she
wasn’t model thin, but she wasn’t fat either. She had curves in all the right places. And she knew he enjoyed them.

“
I mean rules like what we want to get out of this,” he said softly.

She stared into Stefan’s
hazel green eyes and they seemed to darken. There was no simple answer. She wanted him and everything that came with him. If she could only have his sexy toned body, she would take it. “I want you,” Gretchen said.

H
e leaned his head against her forehead. “Gretchen,” he purred, and the way he said her name made her tremble. “You already have me.” His lips hovered over hers, whisper close. She closed her eyes waiting for his peppermint lips to make contact with hers. “What are we going to expect from this, besides the obvious.”

S
lowly she opened her eyes to look at him. “I don’t know. With you this close to me I can’t think.” She glanced down, and noticed the upward curve of his delicious lips.

His strong rough hand slid from her waist, up and under her shirt. S
he gasped at his touch. She wanted to feel his hands all over her body again. He quickly moved up to her bra and unhooked the clasp. Gretchen couldn’t take his lips teasing hers, so she took control of their kiss. It didn’t start sweet at all. It was already hard and rough. She moaned against his lips as he shoved her against her front door.

He tore his lips away from hers, and dropped
to his knees. He kept his eyes locked on hers as he slowly unbuttoned, and then unzipped her pants.

She
wanted to yell at him,
“Rip them off! I have plenty more pants my room!”
but she stood there frozen in his heated gaze.

As Stefan pulled her
pants down, his fingertips caressed her bare skin and she could barely breathe waiting for him to do something. He was making her go mad, and he seemed to be enjoying what he was doing to her. She stepped out of her pants and was thankful she’d worn cute bright red boy shorts that day. He stood back up and kissed her hard again, his tongue pursued her mouth and she opened for him.

Gretchen
was aware of his hand on her bare thigh rubbing just below her panties, as he worked his way up the front of her shirt with the other. When he found her naked breast she moaned, and then his hand crept into her panties. She whimpered as he rubbed her clit lightly as he pinched and tugged on her nipple. He gently pinched her clit and nipple at the same time.

Gretchen
ripped her mouth away from his, as she screamed in pleasure. She hadn’t felt like that since Christmas, but she hadn’t really tried unless you counted her toy. She pulled at the button on Stefan’s pants, and he moved her hands away. He pulled off his gray shirt that said, ‘Police Dept’. She stared at his well-defined muscled chest, with a light dark sprinkle of hair, and raised a questioning brow. His chest had been bare before.

“I
normally wax my chest,” he said self-consciously as he reached for his shirt.

S
he shook her head and took his shirt from his hands. “No, I love it.” She slowly ran her fingers through the hair on his chest, and he closed his eyes. “Stefan, I want you now.” She had never wanted anyone like she wanted him. She wanted his hands and tongue all over her bare skin.

He grinned wickedly at her
and it made her want to do bad things to him. He reached down and moved her pants across the floor. “Turn around, put your hands on the door, and spread your legs,” he said, and his eyes darkened with every word.

Slowly
, she did what he said. She placed her palms on the front door, and spread her fingers against the cool wood. Gretchen gasped when she felt his fingers touch her clit, and he deliberately took his time as he slid his fingers up and down her overly sensitive area. Stefan’s lips brushed the side of her neck as he pushed a finger into her and she moaned. This was what she had wanted since their one night together. She had played the memory of it over and over in her head and now she would have new memories to please herself with.

“You are so fucking tight,” he said, sounding
a little rougher then he had moments ago. Stefan added another finger and kept a steady pace of his fingers moving in and out of her. He would curl the tip of his fingers as he would touch her spot and she wanted to scream for more, but didn’t. He removed his fingers and rubbed her clit and then slowly he moved his fingers to her ass, and he groaned. “I’ve always been an ass man, and your ass is perfect and round. Tell me has anyone fucked you here?”

Gretchen looked over her shoulder at him, and shook her head. She
had never thought it would be pleasurable for her, but had a feeling anything Stefan did would be. “Stefan I want you, please stop teasing me,” she said biting her bottom lip. She watched a little smile tug at the corner of his lips.

“
Tesoro
, I will stop teasing you when I am done. Now turn around and face me,” he said, and she groaned, but did what he said. Now she was facing him, and he was looking at her as if he wanted to touch every inch of her. No man had ever looked at her like that. Her soon to be ex and she had always had sex with the lights off.

Ste
fan cupped her face with his hand, and smirked at her. He slowly ran just the tips of his fingers down her cheek to the side of her neck and then over the curve of her breast. She sucked in her breath as he lowered his head to her chest and he gently kissed between her breasts. He pressed a trail of kisses across her flesh to her left harden nipple, and his lips fasten around her. Gretchen moaned when he sucked on her and caressed her other breast.

Before him
, she’d never known her breasts where so sensitive. She groaned when his mouth left her breast to slowly kiss his way to her other breast and provide it the same thing. She laid her head back against the door, and moaned as he twisted her overly sensitive nipple between his fingers.

“Stef
an, I can’t take too much more,” Gretchen said as she lifted her head to watch his hazel-green eyes darken even more.

H
e removed his blazing mouth from her and slowly removed his pants. She wanted to reach out and rip them off of him, when he moved to his belt she groaned. He was trying to kill her slowly. Her mouth went dry when she realized he wasn’t wearing anything under his jeans.

Before he took off his pants
completely he took out a condom from his back pocket, and grinned at her. She smiled at him as she dropped to her knees in front of him. She took his hard cock in her hands and licked her lips. She wanted him to feel what he’d just done to her. She looked up at him and he was staring back down at her. She kept her eyes on his as she moved her lips closer to his hot, hard cock. Slowly she placed her lips around the tip of him. He groaned and closed his eyes as she started to move her head down him. One of her hands pumped him into her mouth; her other hand caressed his balls.

Stefan dug his hands in her hair and held her head as he started to pump his cock into her waiting mouth. Gretchen moaned, her gaze never leaving his. “Shit! I need to get inside you now or I’m going to come in your mouth.” He removed his hands from her hair, and she sucked him one more time as he groaned loudly.

S
he took her time standing up knowing he was watching her, and she loved his eyes on her. “Hmm…maybe I want to take my time with you,” Gretchen said and smiled at the man who had been haunting her dreams.

“That sounds like it would be fun, but right
now I want to be buried in you,” he growled.

She was done talking to him
. They both wanted the same thing and she couldn’t wait to have him buried in her.

Chapter Three

Gretchen took his hand and led him to her bedroom. She opened the door with the other hand and flipped the switch to see her bedroom. She had a queen sized bed that sat in the middle of the room, a white dresser sat by the door and held a large forty-seven inch box TV. The walls were like the rest of her apartment, white and basically bare. The bedding on her bed was the only luxury she’d spent money on. It was a black satin spread with red velvet swirls and the sheets were black satin.

Gretchen let go of Stefan’s warm hand and walked to her bed; she bit her bottom lip and
turned slowly to face the star of her wet dreams. He was staring at her with his hand stroking his large cock. She licked her lips remembering his taste, and she moaned.

“Damn it
, you are so freaking beautiful. I remember when I first saw you I thought I was being set up. I never imagined that someone I met from the internet would be like you. I thank God that it was you in the room and not a man.”

Gretchen giggled, she was thankful it was him that
had walked into the hotel room. “Stefan, I want you to fuck me. We can talk later.” She put up her pointer finger and curled it at him to tell him to come to her, and he did. She backed up until she felt the bed hit the back of her legs, and he stopped less than an inch in front of her. She could feel his body heat warming her body.

Stefan reached out and took a strand of her hair in between his fingers. “I never was into blondes before, but you take my breath away. I have touche
d myself as I thought about you,” he whispered. “Tell me, have you touched yourself thinking about me?”

Gretchen
groaned when she felt his hand open her pussy and play with her overly sensitive clit.

“Did your sof
t fingers rub here like this?” He gently rubbed up and down her clit and she groaned low, nodding. “Did you stick your little fingers inside your sweet pussy, or did you use a vibarater?” He slowly moved his middle finger back inside her and she gasped as he curled his finger. “Answer me,” he demanded as he leaned close to her ear and she shivered.

“Yes,” s
he answered his question and he moved far enough away to look into her eyes.

“Which one did you use?” H
e started to move his fingers faster in and out of her, and she could barely think about what he was saying.

“Umm…both,” s
he moaned, and he smiled at her.

Stefan leaned in and
allowed his lips to softly brush hers. “Go lay in the center of the bed.”

He stepped away from her, and she missed his heat instantly. But she did what h
e said and crawled onto the bed. She made sure to show off her ass a little, remembering he’d said he was an ass man.

“I think you are teasing me.”

Gretchen looked over her shoulder at him, and he was caressing his cock again. “I would never tease someone in your state,” she said and raised an eyebrow at his hard cock in his hand.

Stefan grinned at her. “Lay down, now.”

She really liked that he was demanding her. It reminded her of their night together. She lay in the middle of the bed with her knees up and together, it didn’t take Stefan long to appear. He set down a silver packaged condom next to her and placed his hands on her knees. He licked his lips as he slowly parted her legs, and she thought she was going to lose it. He was looking at her as if she was the most delicious thing he had ever seen.