Relentless (8 page)

“Baby, I wish this was my cock inside you. I am so hard for you now.”

She lifted her head at his words and she felt herself begin to clench and vibrate. She looked into his eyes and said, “Jordan I’m coming.” She moaned as she said the last word feeling the orgasm over take her body.

Jordan slowly removed his fingers from her dripping slit. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked off the juices. “A very tasty appetizer, I think it went perfectly with the champagne.” He leaned forward and kissed her.

She stood and straightened her dress and made sure her clothing was restored. She sat back down almost abruptly. Finally managing to speak, she said with a laugh, “Holy Shit Jordan! Who are you and what are you doing to me?”

He leaned back in his chair, grabbed his glass and took a sip of his champagne. “Good question. I’ve never done anything like this before, but for some reason you inspire me.”

She couldn’t help but notice his very obvious erection. “Um, are you okay?” she said with a pointed glance. She was tempted to reach over and stroke his hard cock as she admired it straining against his pants.

He smirked. “I’ll survive. I want to wait. Anticipation will make it that much sweeter and I really have a hankering for you on your kitchen table.”

She gave him her best serious look. “There’s something I need to know.”

He looked slightly concerned as he responded, “What is it?”

“Why didn’t you insist that we have sex sooner?”

He let go a deep rich laugh at her response. He grabbed both her cheeks and gave her a loud smooch. “Finally you’re catching up! You know I would’ve insisted sooner, but I wanted to you to be over Noah. Then I got stuck being the friend. It was a difficult position to resign from.”

“Well I gotta tell you, when a guy doesn’t hit on you in a certain amount of time, you just assume he is ‘not that into you’.”

“I guess you’ve realized that I’m
really
into you.”

“
Oh yeah
,” she said with a swift exhale.

At that moment the waiter entered the dining room reminding Michaela that they could have been caught in their indiscrete behavior had he arrived a few minutes earlier. The thought was both disturbing and exciting.

Sean, the waiter, placed their plates in front of them. “Please enjoy the roasted golden beets with goat cheese and arugula,” he said as he poured the selected matching wine. “The wine selected is a Late Harvest Vidal. Enjoy.” Sean exited the room as discretely as he had arrived.

Michaela bit her lip before saying, “Eating seems rather anti-climactic now doesn’t it?”

Jordan laughed again; this is why he loved her. “It better not, I’m paying a helluva lot for this meal!”

She narrowed her eyes. “Didn’t you say money wasn’t a problem?”

He reached over and tugged one of her curls. “Anything for you curly top.”

“Did I mention how much I love goat cheese?” she said as she dug into her appetizer. “So how’s work going?” she asked in an effort to re-establish some normalcy to their conversation.

He inclined his head as he chewed. “Work is good, in fact I don’t think things could be better in the e-commerce world. I think that ECOM Works Inc. has really established itself as a leader in the market. We’ve formed partnerships with most of the big retail chains and are implementing our secure payments systems on their websites. Our payment system is one of the most secure in the world.”

“That’s great, are you still in a sales role?” she asked wondering why she didn’t know more about his job.

“I guess you can call it a sales role. I certainly represent the company’s products to all possible vendors,” he said shrugging.

“Do you still like your job or do you ever think of moving to another company.”

An odd expression crossed his faced before he answered, “I think I’ll be staying with ECOM for a while. I’m quite attached to it.”

“Well I can’t say the same about my firm. Actually it’s not the firm’s fault, it’s mine.” She waved her hand in a dismissive manner. “I should’ve never become an accountant. I went into accounting because I was good with numbers so it never occurred to me to do anything else, but to tell you the truth I hate every minute of it.”

Jordan looked startled at her sudden revelation. “I didn’t realize you were that unhappy. Why don’t you go back to school? Make a career change?”

Michaela gave a grimace. “Easier said than done, isn’t it? Changing careers would be a big financial hardship. Unfortunately, like everyone else, I have bills to pay.”

“Do you know what you want to do?”

She gave him a self-deprecating smile. “Well there’s the tricky part. I think I want to run a small business. You know, where you have your hands involved in everything, but I’m just not sure what type of business that is yet.”

“You certainly have the business degree to back up any venture you’d want to pursue.”

She nodded. “I’m thinking of going to a trade show on franchises and exploring what opportunities are out there. I’m hoping I’ll find something I’m interested in or at least get some ideas.”

“I’ll help you any way I can,” he told her sincerely.

“That’s sweet, but I’ve got to figure out the money end of things first. I may need a lot of start-up capital and that might pose a bit of a problem.”

“It’s simple, just move in with me, and I’ll take care of everything while you use your money to invest in your new business.”

“Jordan, I just can’t move in with you!” She couldn’t believe he was asking her to move in as easily as he ordered dinner tonight.

“Why not?” he asked sounding perplexed.

“Because it’s a huge decision and we just started dating,” she said with forced patience. Clearly all this sex had made him go off the deep end. There was no other possible explanation.

He quickly disregarded her objection. “We didn’t just start dating. It’s different with us. We’ve known each other for a year. I’ve waited a long time to get here and I’m ready.”

Michaela shook her head feeling very tempted to plunge ahead, but afraid of making a mistake. “It’s too quick for me. I need some time before I can make a decision like that. I’m still trying to get my mind wrapped around our change in relationship.”

An impatient look crossed his face. “How many times do I have to make you come before your mind accepts that we’re lovers?”

She leaned back in her chair trying to place some distance between them. “Whoa, that’s really hot and irritating at the same time.”

He leaned close, not allowing her to create any space between them. He placed his hand gently on her cheek. “What’s wrong? Why is my wanting to move our relationship to where it should be frightening?”

“I think you’re trying to use sex to get me to do what you want,” she said wondering how he was going to defend himself against that remark.

Jordan ran his thumb across her bottom lip and smiled slightly. “Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I? I’m finding it super effective.”

She took a deep breath before asking, “So exactly what is it that you want?”

“How can I make this any clearer? You. I want you with me always.”

At that moment, the waiter entered the room and swept away their plates interrupting their conversation. He placed their next course in front of them. “Please enjoy your lobster and basil ravioli in a Chardonnay cream sauce. Two fresh wine glasses were placed in front of them. He began to pour wine in their glasses. “A lightly oaked California Chardonnay has been selected to complement your pasta this evening.” He paused slightly before asking, “Is there anything else you need?”

Jordan shook his head. “Thank you, no that will be all for now.” After the waiter had vacated the room Jordan redirected his attention to Michaela. “So I want you to consider moving in with me in the very near future.”

Michaela shook her head in dismay. This was one of those new sides to Jordan with which she wasn’t familiar. “You’re relentless when you want something, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” he said with no apology in his voice. “Get used to it.”

“Okay, I’ll try to get used to it, but I am not sure I like this side of you,” she remarked trying not to let his strong personality overwhelm her.

Deciding to retreat for the moment he said, “Let’s enjoy our meal Michaela, I promise for now I won’t push you further.” He speared the ravioli with his fork and began eating with enthusiasm. “This is superb. You should really try it before it gets cold.”

She took a bite of her ravioli and almost groaned in ecstasy. “Okay, so you’re right this is phenomenal! You, however, are making me nuts!”

He grinned. “Good, it’s always wise to keep your woman guessing. Seriously let’s enjoy our meal, I don’t want to spend our first date arguing. Not when it started off with so much promise.”

She blushed remembering what he had just done to her while sitting on the chair just minutes ago.

The rest of the dinner passed with pleasant conversation and one delicious course after another. “I don’t think I can eat anther bite, I’m so full,” Michaela remarked after she finished her last bite of lemon tart.” She gave a small sigh, feeling extremely happy to be here with him this way. “I’m going to have to exercise my buns off after this meal.”

The sensual look she was just getting used to, returned to his face. His voice was low and husky as he said. “I have a few ideas to help you with that.”

Her body’s response was immediate. She felt a tightening in her groin and she rubbed her thighs together in response, trying to ease the ache. How could a couple of words make her so hot so quickly? Especially since he’d just made her orgasm.

He must have noticed her response. “Oh Michaela, let’s go home.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the chair.

Startled, she laughed. “Ah Jordan don’t you have to wait for the bill?”

“Don’t worry,” he told her, “it will just go on my tab.” He was pulling her out of the private dining room and almost dragging her through the restaurant.

“Jordan, slow down,” she laughed. “I’m going to trip.

Sean the waiter appeared from nowhere. “Mr. Marsh was everything to your satisfaction.”

“Everything was excellent Sean,” Jordan assured him.

Sean smiled obviously pleased with Jordan’s response. “Should I put this on your tab as usual?”

“Yes, thank you Sean.”

“I will have the maitre’d retrieve your coats immediately.” Sean hurried off and the maitre’d arrived carrying their coats.

She could feel Jordan’s impatience to leave and she trembled as she thought about the evening ahead. Once they had their coats, they hurried to the car. The air was cold and crisp, but she barely noticed. She was becoming just as eager to get home as Jordan.

They arrived at her front door and as she rifled through her clutch for her key she said. “I had a really wonderful evening, thank you so much.”

“Are you going to invite me in?” he asked, playing along.

“I don’t know if I should, you might get the wrong idea,” she said pretending to be demure.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Just one night cap I promise. That is, before I fuck you on the kitchen table.”

“Okay as long as you don’t think I am an easy lay,” she said as her heart started beating faster. It seemed really difficult to get the key in the lock.

He was standing behind her. He reached around her with both arms and took the key from her. “Let me help you with that.” He slid the key into the lock and turned. The door easily opened. “Come,” he said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her into house quickly closing and locking the door behind them. He continued to guide her down the hall to her kitchen. He took her purse from her and placed it on the counter. He began unzipping her dress while he slowly kissed and explored her mouth with his tongue. He pulled the dress off her shoulders peeling it down her body until it hit the floor. He pulled back slightly to look at her black lacy bra. Her dusky pink nipples were visible through the material. He reached forward and tweaked her nipples gently.

“Very beautiful,” he said in admiration. “Do they taste as sweet as they look?”

She groaned in response to his question. “I don’t know.”

He reached down and unhooked her bra. After tossing it to the ground he bent and took one nipple in his mouth sucking gently, teasing the nipple.

She groaned in pleasure and in need. “Harder, please,” she begged.

He pulled on the nipple harder and gave her a soft nip with his teeth and then pulled back to admire how beautifully it puckered for him. He then turned his attention to her other breast, treating her other nipple to the same teasing.

“I’m glad you like that because I like it too. Look at them. They’re erect and red now, waiting for my mouth. Squeeze your tits together for me, I want to suck on them some more,” he directed in a low tone.

She pressed her breasts together, offering them to him. He leaned down sucking both nipples into his mouth at the same time. He sucked and pulled with his mouth making her groan as the sensations rolled through her body. She could feel his tongue swirling around both her nipples as he pulled and sucked them into his mouth.

“Oh God!” Ripples of excitement coursed through her body at he concentrated on her breasts. She had never had a man play with her this way and she responded by thrusting her chest closer wanting more. She heard his deep chuckle as he lifted his head and looked into her eyes.

“You are so responsive. Is it too much? Do you want me to stop?”

“No don’t stop. It feels too good,” she said and squeezed them tighter offering him whatever he wanted hoping he would take even more.

He flicked his thumbs back and forth over her nipples before he brought his head back to her breast. He pulled, tugged and bit with his teeth. The slight edge between pleasure and pain was driving her insane. She had never felt anything like it. His hands reached down grabbing her ass as he pulled her mound against his erection. He was still fully clothed as he rubbed his erection against her clit through her panties. She felt herself teetering toward the edge of an orgasm. She was going to climax if he kept doing that.