Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) (25 page)

“I know you mentioned it earlier, but I forgot,” said Jena. “What type of novels do you write?”

“Oh, I write in a couple of different genres,” Steven replied. “I use pen names to keep them separate.”

“And what are the genres?” asked Jena.

Steven took a bite from his burger. Jena waited intently for his answer. She was really digging this time.

“Probably the one that would interest you the most would be my mystery series. I write them under the name Reed Kindle. I think the name alone generates some sales.”

“Oh, that’s right,” said Jena. “Now I remember you mentioning that.”

“Yes,” said Steven. “We’ll pull them up tonight on your computer and I’ll buy you a copy of each book.”

“Oh, no,” Jena quickly replied. “I’ll do the buying on this one. You wrote it, I buy it—that’s the way it is.”

“Alright, if you say so,” said Steven. “I just hope you like them.”

“And what’s the other genre and pen name that you use?” asked Jena. “You said you had two of them.”

Steven looked into Jena’s face and the words just flowed out with no thought whatsoever.

“Baby, do you know that you’ve got the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen.”

Steven had no idea how it happened. It certainly wasn’t calculated or planned. And it certainly didn’t answer her question. It just happened that he was struck by the beauty of her eyes at that moment.

They sparkled with a brilliance he had never seen before. They were messengers from her soul. They emanated happiness and the love within. They gleamed of honesty and truth. They were a bright green oasis of sensuality. They sent a message that said come inside. They truly were the sexiest eyes in the world. They were the eyes of his baby, the eyes of love.

Jena was hypnotized. Once again she fell under the spell of his natural charm. His words were Cupid’s arrow that she had seen earlier. Steven was a marksman taking aim at her heart. His sincere compliments lifted her into the heavens. He just made her feel so damn good.

It was more than a simple compliment. It was more than an expression of praise or admiration. It was
real
. His words seemed to come alive. When Steven said her eyes were beautiful,
they were beautiful
. She knew he meant every word of it. She knew he was speaking from the heart.

Steven’s words placed her in a state of perfect happiness. His compliments were packaged in charm and grace. They were a bundle of sincerity and respect. He delivered them with his eyes as much as anything else—eyes that sliced into her soul.

Steven was art. His words were a song. They created a melody that made her heart dance. His lyrics were penned by the soul. They were written by angels who know only truth. They were the stars and the moon and the sun calling out her name. They were the criers of the mysteries. They were the universe sharing its secrets to all who would listen. They were music from heaven that made you want to get up and shout.

Steven spoke in the language of the All. His words showered her in a bouquet of emotion and spirit. They were a tribute to the truth. They were genuine, a crystal clear look at the man inside. It was Steven shedding his garment of flesh and revealing his soul.

Yes, it was much more than a compliment. When Steven told her that she had the prettiest eyes he had ever seen, he once again set her on fire. Jena felt the blaze heating up her insides. Her hot man had lit her fuse of desire. He had sparked her savage sensuality. He had fired up her insatiable lust. She had to have him.

Chapter 34

S
teven kissed her neck as she locked the door behind them. She could feel his hot breath nipping at her. She could feel his sensuous hands running over her shoulders. She could feel the horniness of her man.

The last hour at James Café had been pure torture on them both. It started with Steven’s comment about her beautiful eyes and escalated from there. Jena upped it a notch with a passionate kiss. After that it was a struggle just to keep their clothes on.

They had somehow managed to get through dinner. Both of them finished every bite of their food. They instinctively knew they would need their strength later. The way they made love was not for the weak.

Now they were finally here. They were safe in Jena’s apartment. They were away from the prying eyes of others. They were free to unleash their passion upon each other. They could now let the fire rage out of control.

There was no one but Steven and Jena. The rest of the world didn’t matter. They could fall off the globe and they wouldn’t care. As long as they were in each other’s arms they would survive. The only thing that mattered was holding each other tight. The only thing that was true was truth itself. And that truth was them, now, here.

Steven and Jena had to
know
. There was nothing they wanted to leave out. There were no secrets to hide. They opened their wings and spread them wide. They invited the other to come inside. Come into the castle and ravage the soul. Take it and make it yours. Take it and savor it and swallow it down. What’s mine is yours and yours is mine. We’re one and the same.

Steven and Jena rode the same wavelength. They were on the same plane. There were two in one. They wanted to consume each other in every sense of the word.

They were carnal animals with an appetite for each other. They wanted to learn the flesh and the pleasures it held. They wanted to eat every morsel, drink every drop, swim in the love. They wanted the energy of the other within themselves. They wanted to download their essence into each other. They wanted to peel back the layers. They wanted to feel the burn of the fiery core.

There was only now. There was only this moment. The past and the future were but a river of time. They would ride the currents of the present until it exploded into the sea. They would let the waves of pleasure carry them away. They would let time wander on and leave them behind. They would remain stuck in the moment of each other.

Steven and Jena would finally fly high. The waiting was over. It was time for each other. They would no longer anguish of unfulfilled desire. They would no longer agonize of torturous anticipation. They would crush the torment of their repressed sexuality. They would smother the painful ache of their primal urges.

Steven and Jena would set each other free. They would finally feel the touch they so desperately craved. They would sear their skins with the hot iron of carnality. They would fuel the fire of lust that burned within. They would free the beast that ruled them. He would devour them as they devoured each other.

Nothing would remain. They would suck every drop of pleasure from each other. Every ounce of energy they would exhaust in their quest for each other. They would twist their heated sexual energy into a lightning bolt of raw pleasure. They would let the rain of passion shower their senses. They would give and take of each other until their tanks ran dry. They would fuck and suck and lick on each other until there was nothing left.

Steven and Jena were creatures of pleasure. They were sexual animals of the highest degree. They were hot and they were horny. They were meant for each other. Jena’s hungry pussy begged for his cock. Steven’s throbbing shaft yearned to be inside her hot, wet cave of pleasure.

Jena wanted him to fill her up. She wanted to squeeze him tight and pull the juice from him. She wanted to feel his hot lava spew into her. She wanted to scream into the night as Steven plunged his delicious cock into her.

Steven wanted to feel her fiery pussy wrapped tight around him. He wanted her to engulf him with her passion. He wanted to reward her lusty flesh with his thick, hard cock. He wanted to see her cum, feel her cum, hear her cum. He wanted to hear her shriek in ecstasy as she came again and again. His hot baby deserved it.

Chapter 35

J
ena turned into Steven’s embrace. Their lips came together with a gentle kiss.

“Hot girl,” whispered Steven. “You’re my hot girl.”

Steven pulled her tight against him and kissed her deeply. Their hungry tongues wrapped around each other. They could feel each other’s hot breath. They could feel the heat inside.

“Come on, baby,” said Steven softly. “Let’s go to your bed.”

Steven reached under her and picked her up. She wrapped herself around his shoulders. She could feel his strong arms. Jena felt like a princess as Steven carried her into the bedroom.

Steven laid her down on the bed. He slid his shirt off over his head. Jena ran a hand over his muscular chest. It slid down his taunt stomach. A finger slipped beneath his jeans.

“No, baby,” said Steven. “It’s about you right now. You relax and take your pleasure.”

Steven unbuttoned her blouse. Jena leaned up as he removed it. She lay back down as Steven loosened her jeans. She arched her back as he slid them off of her.

Steven leaned down and kissed her stomach. One hand teasingly ran up her thigh and over her panties. He gently pressed against her heated core. He felt the wetness through the silk.

“Oh, my baby’s horny tonight. Yes she is.”

Jena’s moan confirmed his statement.

“Let me take these off,” said Steven as he slipped off her panties. He gently pushed her legs back. She glistened before him.

“Oh, baby,” he said. “You’re so beautiful down there, so sexy.”

Steven then leaned down over her. He took her in without actually touching her. Jena could feel his hot breath on her pussy. She could feel his lips grazing over her pubic hair. She could hear him slowly inhaling her.

“Baby, you smell so good. You’re the sexiest woman on the planet. You’re so hot, baby.”

Steven stood up. He unbuttoned his jeans and slid them off. He slipped off his underwear. Jena watched his beautiful shaft appear before her.

“Lean up for a second, baby,” said Steven.

Jena raised up as Steven unlatched her bra and slid it off.

“Okay, baby,” he said softly. “Lie back down. You just relax.”

Steven slowly cupped her breasts with both hands. He then ran his open palms over her nipples barely touching them. Jena groaned as her hot man teased her. He was so damn sensual.

“Oh yeah, baby,” said Steven. “Your tits are so perfect. They’re so hot, baby.”

Steven then crawled up on the bed and straddled her. He took his cock in his hand and ran it over her breasts. He flicked the head over her hard nipples. Jena could feel his wetness as he glided over her. It was those sexy little drops of cum that she loved so.

Steven must have been reading her mind. He slipped her a little higher. Now his beautiful cock was right in front of her face. It was so big and thick and hard. It was her gorgeous man.

“I think you need a little taste of me,” he said. “Taste me, baby.”

Steven arched slightly so she wouldn’t have to raise her head. She took him into her mouth.
Ummm, so good!

Jena sucked on the head. Out came a precious drop of Steven. Then she gave him a long lick underneath his swollen shaft. He was so damn tasty, so fucking hard and hot.

Steven made a noise in his throat, almost a growl. Jena reached around and grabbed his hard ass. Steven clenched his muscles as he arched over her outstretched tongue. His thick cock was cradled inside the moist flesh of her tongue. It smothered the bottom and both sides of his throbbing shaft.

Jena looked so sexy. Her eyes had that lusty glaze about them. Her long tongue was taking him in, absorbing him, tasting his root of pleasure. She sat completely still as his essence rolled in. Heaven was hers as his sweet cock nestled snugly inside her tongue. She knew she was sexy. She knew she was hot.

Jena felt Steven’s eyes burning down on her. She knew her long, thick tongue was turning him on. She knew what it did to him. He loved seeing his cock all wrapped up in her flesh. She could see it through his eyes. She was in his head.

She looked into his eyes and sent him a message. She didn’t need to speak. She didn’t have to.
Yeah, it’s pleasure, baby…it’s your hard cock right where it needs to be…yeah, baby…all wrapped up in my silky tongue… yeah… it’s so hot… huh, baby… yeah… your girl wants to suck you up…yeah, baby.