Someone Perfect for Mr. Moore (4 page)

Lucy couldn’t believe what was happening, she had been
furious, even insulted him and now she was responding to him.  She had to take
deep breaths when he allowed her to come up for air.  He didn’t keep his lips
off of her for long though, somehow he knew that she couldn’t think when he
kissed her.  She felt his raging hard on grinding against her.  He was rubbing
her just right, she angled her pelvis just a bit and she felt an orgasm rip
through her.  She tore her lips from his as she cried out into the empty
room.   She heard him growl into her neck as she shuddered against him and his
grip tightened even more.  She felt the world tilt as he swung them away from
the wall and he moved swiftly towards the bed.  Hold on, what the hell was she
doing? She opened her mouth to speak, but he kissed her again, effectively
silencing her.

Dean quickly carried her to the bed.  He couldn’t believe
how responsive she was.  She had come while he ground her against the wall.  He
wanted that again, and he wanted to be buried deep inside her when she did.  He
could tell she was regaining her senses, so he started kissing her again since that
seemed to work before.  He felt very powerful learning that knowledge about
her.  He pulled his clothes off, never leaving her lips.  Somehow they were
both finally naked, and he could feel her writhing against him.  Slowly he
moved his lips to her ears and nibbled there, feeling the shivers that ran
through her body.  He knew her ears were very sensitive, he had found that out
earlier.

He nipped and licked his way down her neck to her chest,
taking one turgid nipple into his mouth, sucking on it deeply.  He could feel
her fingers sliding through his hair as he gave her other breast similar
treatment.  She arched her back and moaned, trying to get closer to him.  Ah
baby, he wouldn’t be able to wait much longer, but he had to make sure she was
good and ready for him first; he didn’t want to hurt her.

He made his way down her body, finally finding the pearl of
her clitoris.  He licked into her, stroking one finger inside her at the same
time.  She arched off the bed and let out a throaty moan, gasping as she
reached her hands down to pull at his hair.  He managed to get another finger
inside her, dam she was tight.  He continued his assault, bringing her to a
fierce orgasm, he could feel the muscles of her thighs clamping around his
ears, holding him to her as she rode out the waves.  He gave her a long lick
and then kissed and nipped his way back up her body.  He noticed a small scar
just above her mound.  He nibbled at her nicely toned belly, feeling the tremors
there.  He palmed a breast as he moved higher, and then sucked on the pert rosy
nipple.  He made room for his body between her legs.  Where did all this
control come from?  Somehow he realized that the more control she lost, the
more he got, right at this moment he felt he could go all night. 

He watched her face and saw the slight flush in her chest
that ran into her cheeks.  Her lips were trembling, he leaned down to kiss her
again as he started to enter her.  He groaned low in his throat, every inch was
a fight.  If he didn’t know better he’d swear she was a virgin, but he knew it
was him.  He had a hard time finding women that could accommodate him.  There
were ones that wanted to try, but he could never get very deep, most had begged
him to stop.  He heard Lucy’s moans, she gasped in his ear, but she didn’t try
to stop him.   He was glad she hadn’t seen his cock before they had started. 
It was a few seconds later that he realized he was deep inside her.  He stopped
and knew he was as deep as her body would allow him to go.  He looked down into
her eyes.  They were a soft gray right now.  He held her head in his hands and
slowly rubbed her cheeks and jaw with his thumbs.

“Are you okay Lucy?”  He asked huskily.

Lucy tried to speak.  She felt so full right now.  Finally
she managed to shake her head yes as she took a deep breath, moaning as she
tilted her hips a bit more.  She saw his eyes widen and then he groaned as she
felt his heavy testes settle against her bottom.

Dean felt her hips move and then he was buried inside her as
deep as he could get.  He had never had a woman take his whole length before;
he opened his lips along her neck, nibbling the sensitive skin there.  He felt
her shudder against him and then he started to move, slow long strokes, then
short fast ones, alternating his rhythm.  He felt her meet him stroke for
stroke, gasping in his ear.  He palmed one breast and rubbed his thumb roughly
over the peak.  He looked down between their bodies, watching his shaft as it
disappeared into her body.  Quickly he pulled out and flipped her over, raising
her ass into the air, and smoothly entered her again; somehow he managed to get
even deeper.  He had to temper his moves though.  He could feel the head of his
penis as it touched the innermost parts of her body.  He looked down and
watched the movement from this angle, in and out; he grabbed both her ass
cheeks and massaged them as his movements became increasingly faster.  He
watched her arching beneath him, she seemed close again.   Her fingers clutched
at the sheets in wild abandonment.  He slapped her ass and she yelped as she
shattered around him.  He knew a silly grin hit his face; obviously Lucy liked
to be spanked.  Her channel milked him as her orgasm went on and on, then as
she tightened around him again he climaxed. 

He fell on his side taking her with him, they both lay
gasping, trying to catch their breath. He had just had the best sex of his
life.  Who knew?  She was such a firecracker, he never knew anyone so
responsive before.  He felt her body continue to tremble as she regained her
senses.  He felt his first doubts; would she be angry with him?  He sure hoped
not.  He was still semi-hard inside her; it wouldn’t take long for him to be
ready again.

He stroked her hips and legs, nuzzling her neck and ears. 
He pushed some hair back so he could nibble on her earlobe.  He smiled when he
heard her moan again as she reached back to touch his hip.  Amazingly he felt
his shaft pulse inside her.  Once, twice, three times and just like that he was
rock hard again.  He felt her tremble as she moved back against him.  That was
all the encouragement he needed.  He started slow smooth strokes again, taking
his time.  Now that he’d had her, he thought he would be satisfied, evidently
not.  He reached around and squeezed her breasts; they fit nicely in his large
hands.  He tweaked her nipples and watched as they hardened, and then he moved
lower till he found her clitoris in its downy nest.  He timed his finger
massage with his strokes, this time he was going to drive her crazy, she would
beg him for release. 

Ten minutes later he was still inside her keeping the same
slow pace.  Lucy craved his faster thrusts, she moved her hips back against him
and moved her hand over his, silently urging him to move faster.  He didn’t
take the hint and she slowly squeezed her inner muscles, massaging his cock as
he moved inside her.  He had way too much control in this position, he could
touch her, but she couldn’t touch him.  Finally she cried out.  “Dean…oh…please.” 
Finally he moved faster, she cried out and moaned his name as an orgasm
rocketed through her, he held her tightly against him as he whispered hot
commands into her ear. 

Dean smiled into her neck, she had done everything that he
wanted, he finally moved faster against her, letting the control go
completely.  His orgasm hit him hard and he felt a little dizzy.  He pulled out
of her slick body a few minutes later and looked down at her as he rolled her
onto her back.  She was out cold; he smiled as he watched her even breathing
and a very primal feeling came over him.  He had done that to her.  He got up
from the bed and went into the bathroom, when he came back to the bed he
watched her sleep, memorizing her features.  Finally he reached over to turn off
the lights.  He pulled the comforter over them both, and then drew her closer
to him, and soon he was asleep.

Lucy woke a few hours later.  She rolled and felt a heavily
muscled arm come around her.  Dean.  She had sex with Dean, oh boy.  All she
could remember was what he had made her feel.  Sex had never been like that for
her before; somehow it was a little scary to lose control of herself.  She had
never been with a man who was so big either; she felt a slight ache deep
inside.  She couldn’t even remember the last time she had sex; she had a bad
feeling that Dean had ruined her for anyone else.  She had to fight the urge to
jump him as he slept beside her.  His breathing was even so she knew he still
slept.  He moved his hand over her breast and she felt her nipples tighten as a
shiver of delight rushed through her body.  He threw one big leg over hers,
trapping her against the bed with his weight.  She turned her head slowly to
see his face.  He looked so peaceful, his handsome face breathtaking without
the stern look he was usually giving her.  She felt a strange tug on her heart
as she watched him sleep.  She looked out the window and guessed it was almost
dawn, a strange gray light filtered in through the windows.  She felt his shaft
harden against her leg. She turned to look at him again and she saw him open
his eyes, slowly giving her a feral smile.  Gulp, oh boy.

“What are you thinking about right now Lucy?”  He asked.  Her
answer was a slight blush and she looked away.  He reached his hand up and held
her jaw, tilting her face toward him, forcing her to look into his eyes.  She
swallowed hard, but she couldn’t speak, not with the way he was looking at her,
his intent clear in his dark gaze.  Then he rolled towards her, he still held
her jaw and he kissed her as he settled his body between her legs.  He pushed
one finger into her quivering entrance, finding her wet and ready for him.  He
flashed a triumphant smile as he entered her easily.  She was moaning
uncontrollably by the time he was fully inside her.  She moved her legs
restlessly against him and wrapped her hands around his neck and shoulders
holding him against her.  She moved one hand down to his buttocks pulling him
into her.  He found that when she touched him he lost the control he fought
for.  She scraped her nails along his back and he shuddered with pleasure, her
hands seemed to be everywhere, as her soft lips touched his neck.  He took her
hands and stretched them above her head, smiling when she groaned in
frustration.  He took both her hands in one of his, and dragged the other hand
down between their bodies, roughly caressing her breasts.

He reached up and put his thumb in her mouth and watched her
lips close around him as she sucked on it.  He felt his dick pulse inside her as
he watched her.  Then he stuck it into his mouth and used the moistened digit
to rub her clitoris.  She gasped as she arched against him, pushing his cock
further inside her.  She slowly closed her eyes as he watched her face
intently.

“No, Lucy, keep your eyes open, I want to see you when you
come for me.”  He demanded.

Lucy swallowed hard and struggled to keep her eyes open, she
didn’t understand why she wanted to please him.  She couldn’t stand controlling
people, so why did she let him do it?  Oooh, just there, she jerked against him
as he bit down gently on a sensitive nipple.  She pushed up against him as an
orgasm slammed into her; she locked her legs around his waist as her body clamped
down on him while it washed through her. 

He thrust in deep a few more times as he watched the look of
ecstasy cross her features, knowing that his own face held the same expression when
he came with hot pulsating sensation.  He could feel the aftershocks run
through her as he breathed into her neck.  He pushed his half hard cock inside
her as deep as he could get and then he let her hands go.

Lucy moved her hands down over his back.  She could feel
every nerve in her body right now.  She looked at his dark head against her
breast, trying to figure him out.  Was it always like this for him?  She had
never been great at sex, granted he had done all the work.  Sure she’d had
orgasms before, but never this consuming.  She felt her mind go blank again as
he leaned up to look at her.  Why was she so attracted to him?  She didn’t
understand it.  He was very handsome, but the controlling part made her so
mad.  Was that the exciting part for her, being controlled by him?  She could
still feel her body quivering, as if it was waiting for him to go at her again.

Dean smiled as he looked into her eyes.  She had to have
been replaying everything they’d done in her head.  Her eyes had been blue,
then they turned the soft gray that he loved, she looked confused for a second
and then she looked at him with wide eyes as if she had just figured out some
dark secret.  He pulled her closer to him, holding her possessively, he wanted
to claim every inch of her body.  He’d never been a big fan of anal sex, but
with her, he wanted it all.

“If you keep looking at me like that, we’ll never leave this
bed today.”  He enjoyed her blush as she stuck her nose into his shoulder. 
Even after everything they had done she was shy.  He grudgingly accepted that
he had his father to thank for her being here.  “I have some work to do today. 
I will have someone come and get you later.”  He kissed her cheek and then got
up from the bed.  There was enough light in the room that he could still see
the blush in her cheeks as she checked out his body.  He looked down at her as
he reached for his clothes.  She had pulled the covers over her breasts.  He
noticed that the color of the duvet complemented her coloring.  He would have
to pay more attention the next time she was laying naked across it.  He
appreciated art, somehow he doubted she would pose for a nude painting, but it
would be lovely if she did.  The lights had been on for part of the night.  He
knew every inch of her body now.  He did find a few freckles though, not many,
but a few.  He turned away and smiled, he would bet she had no idea they were
there, being in such intimate places.  When he stood up she gasped again as he
turned towards her.

“What’s wrong?”  He looked at her with a frown, and then he
looked down following her gaze and realized he was half hard again.  She
watched him with a look of wonder on her face.  He shook his head ruefully at
her, “Lucy I have been half hard since I met you.  I don’t think that will
change anytime soon.  Are you sore?  I wouldn’t be surprised if you are.”

“Ah, just a little.”  She had a feeling that he wanted the
truth from her.  “I have to tell you something first.  Please let me say it
this time.”  He stopped buttoning his shirt and she looked at his hard abs
again.  She had to shake herself to get her thoughts back together again.  “I
never read erotica to your father.”  He frowned at her and she could tell he
was getting angry.  She held one hand up to stop the tirade she was sure was
coming.  “Please, all I did was read him some French poems.”  He looked at her
incredulously.  “Anyway I just wanted you to know that.”  She looked down at her
hands waiting for him to speak.

He didn’t get a chance to say anything when her cell phone
rang on the bedside table.  She reached for it and when she saw who it was she
gave him a big smile.  When she answered the phone she missed the look on his
face.

Dean couldn’t believe it, he had been wrong about her, he
was rarely ever wrong.  He had just made an assumption that she couldn’t speak
French and his father had read the book on his own.  No wonder she had gone off
on him last night when he had accused her of it.  He then stood dumbfounded by
the beautiful smile she gave him, he wanted to get back into bed with her and
make love to her.  He stopped in his tracks though, make love?  What the hell
was he thinking?  Then he got caught up in the sound of her voice on the phone,
who was this she was talking to?  Honey, I love you, all the words she said
pointed to a lover.  Jason had said she wasn’t seeing anyone.  He also said she
wasn’t interested in Alcide, which was really surprising to him too; most women
fell at his feet.  He felt jealousy rise up inside of him, who was she talking
to after they had fucked all night?  He watched her smile as she tucked a curl
behind her ear, while she continued her conversation.  She hung up as she
turned towards him, and then her smile vanished when she saw the look on his
face.

“Dean are you okay?  Why are you so angry?”  She knelt on
the bed to reach out to him, but the look on his face made her sit back
quickly.  It was almost as if he had struck her.

“Who were you talking to just now?  I thought you weren’t
seeing anyone.”

Lucy looked at him, a little shocked, he seemed so angry,
did she dare tease him about this?  She had felt so good when they had woke up
together and now she just felt tired and a little aggravated that she hadn’t
gotten much sleep.  “I’m not seeing anyone that was my son that just called me;
it’s been over a week since I have talked to him.  Usually when I am sleeping
he is in class, and when he’s sleeping I am at work.  We’ve only texted each
other lately, I had forgotten that he was going to call me today.”  She grabbed
the sheet and pulled it out from the bed and sighed as she wrapped it around
her so she could escape into the bathroom.  She realized she had a pressing
need to pee.  She didn’t know Dean well enough to understand his moods.  She
had just slept with a man she knew nothing about.  She had never done anything
like this before.

Dean caught her before she reached the door.  “I’m sorry.” 
He ran a hand through his hair and sighed, and then he pulled her into his
arms.  “You just surprised me, not many people do.  I’ve never been jealous
before, it was a very weird feeling.  I also didn’t know that you could speak
French, it was a natural assumption I made when I saw the erotica novel on the
table with it.”  He tipped her chin up so she would look at him.  “I wish I
could talk to you more right now, but I am already late for a meeting.  Will
you come and see me later?”  He figured it was worth it to ask rather than just
order her around.  He smoothed some hair off her face and pushed a curl behind
her ear.  It worked in his favor for once.  She nodded slowly as she looked up
at him.  He leaned down and kissed her softly and trailed the backs of his
fingers across her cheek, and then he grabbed his suit jacket and left.

Dean came out of her room.  He had about ten minutes to
shower and change before he had to be down at the stables.  He came around the
hall to the right and went into the next room; she was going to be pissed when
she found out that her room joined his.  He smiled to himself when he
remembered the look on her face when he had shown up in her room last night. 
She did lock the door this time; he had just gone in a different way. 

Alcide stood down the hall and watched Dean come out of her
room; evidently she must have been really good for him to stay all night.  He
seemed happy this morning; it had been a while since he had seen him this way. 
Instead of felling happy for his friend he felt jealousy, why could he have
her, and he couldn’t?  He must have had plans for her all along.  That must
have been why he had told him to leave her alone.  He had thought it was
because she was the help, but now he knew the truth, and that made him angry.

Lucy took a quick shower and then dressed for the day.  She
went down to see how Stan was doing this morning and was surprised to find a
little girl in his room.

Stan smiled and motioned for Lucy to come inside the room to
the bed.  “Good morning Lucy, this is my granddaughter Reggie.”

Lucy smiled at the little girl as she sat down.  She had
long dark curly hair and pretty hazel eyes.  She blinked a few times and Lucy
noticed how thick her eyelashes were.  She had dark eyebrows and a cute little
bow mouth.

“It’s nice to meet you Reggie.”  Lucy said to her, glancing
at Stan.  She noticed how happy Stan looked today.  He really looked good.

Reggie bounced off the edge of the bed and twirled in front
of Lucy.  “Do you like my dress Lucy?”

“Yes I do, it’s beautiful, but not as pretty as you are.”  
Lucy was rewarded with a big grin from her.  She rushed up to Jeff and twirled
for him too, laughing as he took her hand and twirled her faster, like a
dancer.  Lucy smiled at her; she was already well practiced at getting male
attention.  Oh boy, they were going to have their hands full with her.

“Reggie has been at her other grandparents’ house and now
she is back with us.”  Stan said.  He smiled when Reggie climbed back on the
bed to kiss his cheeks, holding his face still with her small hands.  Stan
looked at Lucy thoughtfully for a few seconds.  “Have you seen the garden or
the stables yet Lucy?”

“No, no yet.”

“Reggie would you like to give Lucy a tour of the garden and
the stables?”

“Yes, papa,” Reggie slid off the bed and reached out her
small hand to take Lucy’s, anxious to leave.

“You’re sure you don’t need anything Stan?”  Lucy smiled
when he shook his head no. “Ok then, I’ll come see you a little later.  Bye
Jeff.”  Lucy watched as Reggie gave a Jeff a little wave as she tugged her from
the room.

“How old are you Reggie?”

“I’m four years old.”  Reggie said proudly, holding up the
same number of fingers on one hand.

Reggie was a wealth of information as she took Lucy through
the house.  She showed her some of the other rooms downstairs.  She pressed a
finger to her lips as they tip toed past a set of double doors.  She explained
that it was Dean’s study and John said to be quiet when she went past that
room.  Lucy liked the sun room the best, it had windows all around and looked
out over the garden.  There was a set of doors that led out to the side of the
garden.  She figured that Reggie would take her out that way, but she had more
to show her.  Lucy looked out the windows wistfully; she couldn’t wait to see
the garden.  A few minutes later they stopped in the kitchen for a little
breakfast.  Stella smiled at Reggie as she lifted her onto a stool by a long
island, and then she set a cup of coffee in front of Lucy.