Deliciously Erotic Romance Collection (The Blue Room, Frosted Midnight, Haunted Halloween, Frosted Midnight) (2 page)

Chapter 2

Mindy

I reached the room and
took a deep breath. Lincoln was in there, waiting. A dozen thoughts swarmed me at once, like: Would he be naked? Would he be happy to see me? Would he want to have sex right away? Would we leave the room? That last one made my knees tremble in anticipation. Just as I was about to knock on the door, it opened.

Lincoln smiled.

I let out a yelp. “Hi,” I said weakly.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. It was weird to see him dressed in something other than a suit
; he wore faded jeans and a cream sweater. His dark hair was slightly longer than the last time I saw him. I knew he had disappeared with Zane, and wondered if us being here was okay—if we were safe.

“Hi back. I wondered how long you were going to stand out there
.” His hair was wet and slicked back. The room was steamy and smelled of expensive cologne. He’d obviously just had a shower and I realized I wanted one of those.

My face flushed with heat. “I was thinking—”

Lincoln’s lips crushed mine. His breath smelled like mint toothpaste and a hint of brandy. I dropped the bag draped over my shoulder and my purse and put my arms around his neck. God, he felt good. I’d imagined this moment—our first kiss—a hundred times, and this was so much better.

His lips opened my mouth. I met his tongue with mine. He pulled off my coat and let it fall to the floor. I had on a button up navy shirt. He undid the first
button and then pulled the rest apart as though they were nothing.

I moaned against his mouth, hungry for him, for more. This had been what I wanted, what I needed. It was more than I could’ve hoped that he was giving it to me right away. “Lincoln,” I whispered, suckling his lower lip.

He growled, unhooking my bra and sliding it off my arms. His hands covered my breasts and his fingers rolled my nipples softly as first until I pushed into him, begging him with my body for more. He squeezed them harder and I gasped. Hot desire coursed through my body and down between my legs.

My hands found the front of his pants and I unbuckled his leather belt. He pulled back a moment. His usually stoic
expression was gone and in its place was hunger. Lust. Need.

I knew in that moment I wanted to be the woman to fulfill his needs.
Every last one of them. 

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and hoarse with emotion.

“Yes, Lincoln. I want you to fuck me.”

That was all he needed. He wasn’t wearing any shoes or socks so his pants slid off with ease. He boxer-briefs clung to his muscled thighs. His already hardened cock stood at attention, pressing against his black underwear. I wanted to see more. I wanted to see all of him. I tugged on his sweater. He gave a wisp of a smile as he pulled it off and tossed it to the floor. Then he lifted me into his arms. I wrapped my thighs around his hips, feeling his huge cock pressing against my ass.  I touched his face. It was clean-shaven and soft.

He walked us over to the bed, set me down and, keeping one hand on my waist, he ripped off the comforter with the other. The he leaned down, kissed my neck, and laid me on my back. I let my hands slide along his back, up his shoulders, and over arms. His muscles flexed and rippled as he held himself above me. 

“Is there anything you won’t do?” he asked, trailing kisses between my breasts
and along my ribs to my waist.

That was an odd question. Most guys just took as much as they could without asking first
; at least, that’d been my experience in the past. It probably had a lot to do with the industry I was in. The actors felt entitled to whatever and whomever they wanted. As a lowly makeup artist I was low on the totem pole, but oooh, the stories I could tell.

Maybe someday.
Right now I was with someone who actually cared about what I thought, what I wanted.

I leaned up and kissed his earlobe. “As long as it’s with you, I’m game.”

Lincoln smiled, kissed my cheeks. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good.” 

I ran my fingers through his hair. “I’ll hold you to that,” I whispered shyly.

He gently pushed me down on the bed, licked my hipbones, and kissed directly above my slit.

I moaned in anticipation, running my fingers along the waistband of his black underwear. He stood up straight to get them off. My eyes went wide. Lincoln was huge and I hoped I could accommodate him.

He pressed my thighs wide so that my knees touched the bed, then wrapped his hands around my thighs and pulled me to the edge. I leaned up, watching him lick along my lips, barely touching my clit. The feeling sent shivers through my body and I threw my head back.

If just the tip of his tongue made me feel that good, I trembled to think what more of him would do.

“You ready?” he asked mischievously.

“Yes,” I responded, gently tugging his hair. 

He found my clit and suckled it. I fell back on the bed, gasping. His tongue swirled. His teeth nibbled and I thought I would die blissfully.

But he wasn’t done.

He slid a finger inside as he continued to suck on my clit and moved it slowly in and out of my pussy. I released his hair and grabbed hold of the sheets.

“Tell me how it feels
,” he commanded softly.

I let out a gush of air. “It feels good.” That was an understatement. It felt amazing. I felt the tension of my orgasm build.

Lincoln slid another finger inside and sucked my clit harder.

“Shit
!” I shouted as my orgasm hit me hard. Wave after glorious wave rolled through my body. It felt amazing. I felt amazing. 

Chapter 3

Mindy

He slid his fingers out
of me. I sat up. “My turn, Link.” That nickname slipped out. I glanced at his face, wondering if he was okay with it. The look he gave me shut down all thought. His attention was on what I’d just said. “Lie down,” I continued.

He climbed on the bed and lay on his back. His huge cock seemed to call to me. I
knelt between his legs. Using his precome, I rubbed the tip of his cock with the palm of my hand, swirling slowly.

Lincoln moaned and closed his eyes.

I leaned over and drew him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the edge before taking him as far into my mouth as I could, until he was touching the back of my throat. I moved up and down, using my hand and my mouth as though they were one. Hardly possible, but I felt his cock grow larger.

“God, Mindy. That feels amazing.”

In response I moved more quickly. He sat up, grabbing my hair in his hands. “Fuck.” He pulled a condom from off the nightstand and lifted my mouth off his cock. “Climb on,” he said, handing me the wrapper.

I ripped it open and slid it on. It didn’t go unnoticed how tight it was against his flesh. As soon as I got it into position, I stood, pulled off my thong
, and straddled him. Slowly I lowered myself. His hands came up and grabbed my ass. My pussy took him in slowly. I felt so full, I shuddered.

“You okay
?” he asked.

“Absolutely,” I said and started to move, rocking up and down.

His hands cupped my breasts and I lowered myself so he could take them into his mouth.

My fingers roamed his chest, his rock hard abs, and rested on his neck.

“You’re so wet. So tight. Fuck, you feel incredible,” he whispered.

I moaned, so lost in the rhythm our bodies were making I could barely think. His took my nipples and squeezed them. A jolt of electricity rocked my core and my orgasm shuddered all over him.

He bent his knees, pressing his feet against the bed, and moved so that his cock went deeper and deeper inside.

“Fuck,” I moaned, our bodies slapping against each other in a rapid motion.

He groaned and I felt his release.

I rested my forehead against his chest and kissed him. A slight sheen of sweat covered his body and he tasted like salt.

Lincoln pressed me to him, massaging my back and my ass.

“You’re incredibly hot and beautiful, Mindy,” he cooed in my ear.

I shivered at his words. It seemed he’d felt the same connection I had. 

“Thank you, Link. I needed to hear that.”

He lifted my chin. “It won’t be the last time I tell you, either.” I smiled and he cupped my face, pulling me down for a tender kiss. “Want to eat?”

I realized I was starved. “Yes,” I answered, but realized that meant leaving this amazing moment. I couldn’t have planned his welcome for me any better. If we left the room, everything might change. “I need a shower though.”

He rolled on top of me. “I’ll order us something to eat and then join you.” He searched my face. “If you want.”

I hugged him. “I definitely want you.” I paused and he smiled. “You know, to join me in the shower.”

He rolled off me and I stood. He leaned over and slapped me on the ass. It was totally playful and I loved it; in fact, it made me laugh. He joined in and that melted my heart. I hadn’t ever heard him flat out laugh. “I’ll be right there,” he said, picking up the phone.

Chapter 4

Lincoln

Mindy was a one-of-a-kind girl
.
Her beauty was exquisite, but living in a fucked up town like Hollywood had made her insecure. I didn’t understand it, but I knew it would be my mission in life to help her see just how gorgeous she was—on the inside and the outside. Because not only did she have a rockin bod, she was sweet and kind. She had a big heart . I could feel her need to share all the love she possessed. We’d had such a strong connection on our first date. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her.

Of course I also had a job to do, which meant my personal feelings, needs
, and desires took a back seat to those of my boss. He’d been through a lot. That was why I stayed. Mr. Zane seemed like a hard ass and, for the most part, he was, but time had shown me he was more than that. He harbored secret pain so awful I sometimes struggled to bear it.

“Lincoln, I forgot to grab my shampoo
; would you mind grabbing it for me?” Mindy called from the bathroom.

I smiled. It was her way of speeding me up. I liked that. “Sure,” I hollered back and jumped off the bed. “Where is it?” I asked when I entered.

She poked her head out. “In that bag over there.” She indicated a light pink makeup bag sitting on the sink. I don’t know why, but seeing it—the girly bag—melted my insides.

“Got it,” I said, rummaging through the bag until I found a bottle that said shampoo on it. I turned and walked over, sticking it in her waiting hand.

“You’re a damn fine man, Link.” She blushed and studied my face. I realized she was worried about the nickname.

I had to alleviate her fears. “I like it,” I said, kissing her cheek.

She giggled and the wall around my heart cracked.

“But what’ll I call you?
Mins?” I stepped into the shower, wrapping my hands around her waist, pressing her naked body to mine. My cock had an immediately reaction.

Mindy made a face at my suggested nickname.

“Okay, I’ll take that as a no.” I leaned down and kissed the area on her neck behind her ear. She shuddered and wrapped her arms around me. God, I loved her hands on my body. All sorts of sordid thoughts ran through my mind. I moved my mouth along her jawbone, nipping and sucking slowly until I reached her lips. I drove my tongue in her waiting mouth and kissed her the way I wanted to fuck her.

She moaned. “I want you, Link. Again. Right now. Is that…
” She opened her dark eyes.

In response I picked her up. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, but I noticed her pause slightly.

“What is it?” I asked gruffly.

She kissed my neck and said, “Condom. There’s one in my makeup bag.”

I remembered seeing more than one. She was prepared. I liked that. Keeping her in my arms I stepped from the shower, found the condom, and slid it on. After I tossed the wrapper in the trash, I went back to the shower.

“You’re so damn hot,” she whispered, suckling on my earlobe.

I moved her onto my hardened cock slowly. She gasped, pressing her pussy onto me and tipping her head back.

I leaned her against the shower, pinning her there,
my hands on her ass.

She opened her eyes, watching my cock penetrate her pussy. It was so damn sexy that she liked to watch.

I put one foot on the ledge to give me deeper access. “You feel so tight, so fucking good.”

She let out a mewling sound. “So do you.” She pressed into me.

I let her down and turned her so her ass was against me. Spread her pussy so I could almost see inside. Then slid into her slowly. “Fuck,” I groaned, moving in and out slowly, pressing my cock all the way in and then pulling it all the way out before repeating the movement. She pushed her ass into me and I massaged her clit.

“Goddamn, Link. I’m going to come.”

I penetrated her faster and faster now, the fronts of my legs slapping her ass. Water fell onto both of us. Mindy’s mouth was open; her hair hung in her face. She looked amazing, felt amazing. My orgasm happened before I realized it. Her body shuddered its orgasm with mine.

We were in sync. I liked that.

I pulled out and turned her to me, kissing her delicious mouth hard. I wanted to claim her in every way.

I’d never liked the holidays. John was my only family and he never celebrated them. This year was different.
For both of us. Mindy was here, and damn she was amazing.

There was a loud knock on the door.

“Shit, that’s probably our food.” I stepped out, grabbed a towel, and rushed to the door. A very embarrassed young woman stood with a rolling tray of food. It smelled delicious. “Come in,” I said, stepping out of the way.

She hesitated, her cheeks burning a bright red.

“Sorry.” I looked down at my wet body. The towel wasn’t doing a very good job of covering my package. Not that I cared, but I didn’t want the poor girl to think I was putting the moves on her. “I was in the shower.” Obviously.  “Sorry,  let me grab a robe and your tip.” I walked into the portion of the suite that had the bed and grabbed a twenty from my wallet.

Her eyes got big. “Did you need change, sir?”

“No. Merry Christmas.”