Persuading Him (7 page)

A few more motions and I was coming all over his hand.  He slowed his movements, working me down.  When I went lax in the seat he withdrew his hand and licked each finger that had been in me.

My senses returned and I started to look around making sure no one saw or heard me.  Fortunately, no one did.  The car parked on my side had a young couple in it and the windows were steamed up.  Nope, they didn’t care.

Then it was my turn to take care of Mr. Cole.  I turned to him, leaning over the center console, and took his earlobe into my mouth.  There was a deep rumble in his chest before he gently pushed me away.

“Kasi, you have to stop.  I’m seconds from dragging you into the back seat.”

With my lips close to his ear I whispered, “I don’t want to stop.  You got me off, now it’s your turn.”

I went to undo his jeans, but he batted my hand away.  I wouldn’t give up.  A few more attempts and he didn’t bother to push me off.  My small hand freed his cock.  I went right to work pumping him up and down.  He started to push himself into my hand after a few minutes.

“Do you have a towel or something in here, baby?  I don’t want to get this all over your dash.”

Opening the glove compartment, I found a travel size packet of tissues.  I pulled a couple out and held them over the crown.  He leaned forward, putting his hands on the dashboard, moving his butt to the edge of the seat and came.

I loved the way the lights from the movie screen showed the look on his face.  He was so damn sexy.  I cleaned him off and tucked his semi-erect dick back into his boxer briefs.  My head was turning to look around the car for some place to throw the tissues when I felt him grip my chin.  His mouth pressed to mine, kissing me hard.

He pulled away, but didn’t release his hold of me.  “When is the movie over?  I need to be inside of you.”

Looking at my phone I checked the time.  “Twenty minutes.  We’ll be back to my place in no time.”

“I hope so, otherwise you will move your sweet ass into the backseat.  I don’t give a shit who sees us.”

He would never do that in public, but the thought of it sent a thrill through me.  Radek was just as cautious with the public and press as I was.  We didn’t need to give them any more reason to run rampant with stories about us.

~ 9 ~

When we returned to my house the photographers decided to stand right against my fence and now there were more of them.  A lot more.  I could feel my anger building.  I always expected a few, but the crowd that had gathered was insane.

“Just ignore them,” Radek said when we started to pull up to the gate.

“That is getting harder and harder to do.”  At night the flashes of light from the cameras were blinding.  Luckily, they moved out of the way so we could get to the driveway.  There weren’t many better moments than when you could close a gate, wind up a hill, and leave all of the chaos of the world behind.  Although, sometimes the chaos still found you.

My phone started ringing and Kara’s name displayed on the screen.  I apologized to Radek saying I needed to take it.  “What’s up?”

“Are you dating him?”

“None of your concern.”

Sighing, she said, “Listen, I know you don’t like getting hounded by the media.  Maybe if we give them something they will leave you alone for awhile.”

“Ha!  That’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all day.”

“It’s worth a shot.”

“Let me talk to Radek and get back to you.”

He must have heard my conversation, because he interrupted saying, “I’m fine with whatever you want to do.”

My eyes squinted, irritated that he didn’t care.  I wanted him to say 'hell no, say nothing.'  Ugh!  “Fine, release a statement, but I get to review and approve it first.”

“Deal.  I’ll send something over in twenty.”

I disconnected the call and turned to my pilot.  “I can’t believe you agreed to make a statement.”

Shrugging, he said, “You’re the one who said that you were okay with us.  Are you changing your mind?”

I knew why he kept asking me, but that didn’t make it any easier.  It was like he didn’t believe that I was okay with it and kept waiting for me to walk away.  “No, not at all.”

“Then what does it matter?  We give them something accurate rather than them speculating.”

He had a point¸ even if I didn’t want to admit it.  I didn’t want to hide our whatever the hell the thing was between us, but I also didn’t want him to have to relive his past mistakes through the press.  Maybe I was being selfish.  They might talk shit about me because I’m with him, but he would be the one who is dragged through the mud.  My public persona had been perfect.  I wasn’t worried about the minor shit they could bring up about me.  Radek was what mattered.

He went into my kitchen and started peering around inside of the refrigerator.  “What are you looking for?”

Spinning to face me, he held up fresh strawberries and champagne.  “Dessert.”

“Are we celebrating something?”

“Good sex?”

“Works for me!”

My kitchen was very large and flowed with the rest of the house.  Tall ceilings with exposed wood beams, off-white quartz countertops, dark cabinets, and warm wood flooring.  All of the appliances were commercial grade and stainless steel as was the range hood.  Two wine refrigerators were built into the large center island.  The kitchen was beautiful, yet functional.

Reaching into one of the upper cabinets, I withdrew two champagne flutes.  Radek filled them and we toasted the amazing sex we had.  He picked up a strawberry, leaned over the island, and placed it to my lips.  The burst of flavor that came through on the first bite made me close my eyes and moan.  So damn good.  Prior to me opening my eyes I felt his lips on mine, his tongue sweeping out to lick the juice left from the strawberry.  Every time he touched, kissed, even looked at me, I melted and that time was no different.

Just as things started to heat up my phone dinged with an incoming text.  My pilot pulled back before I could.  Reading the message, I sent a text back approving it.  Basically all the statement said was that I was in a relationship with Radek and we would appreciate it if we were given some privacy.  I laughed out loud at that.

“What?” he asked.

“The statement from Kara said that we would like to be given privacy.  That’s pretty funny.  No one will be leaving us alone now that we’ve gone public, but then again we pretty much did that by going out to the movies.”

He walked around the counter to stand in front of me.  Cupping my cheeks in his hands he said, “I can’t help it that I want them to know we are dating.”  His thumb traced over my bottom lip.  “These lips are mine.”  Next, his hand moved over my breast, brushing over my nipple.  “Mine.”  Down to my mound, cupping me.  “All mine.”

I was putty in his hands.  He could have done anything to me in that moment and I would have let him.  “Take me upstairs.”

Without hesitation he swept me up into his arms, grabbed the open champagne bottle, and carried me to bed.  It was our last night together before he had to leave for work.  I also had reality to get back to.  When he was in my bed everything else stopped.  Of course, I was able to do that which was one of the perks of being me.

He gently laid me on the bed and then stripped off all of his clothes.  I began to take mine off as well, but he stopped me.  “I want to do that.”

Piece by piece he took off my clothing.  With every article of clothing that was shed, my pussy became wetter.  I couldn’t tell what he had in store for me by the look on his face.  Just when I thought he was going to lay over me, he picked me up again and brought me into the master bath.

In one corner of the bathroom was a large, white jetted tub.  The windows behind it showcased the beautiful view.  The floor had radiant heating and the towel bar on the wall was heated as well.  A dark wood double vanity was on one wall next to the tub while a large shower was on the other.  The shower had two rain heads and multiple body jets.  The walls were marble tile, but I opted for a smooth, river rock floor.  I loved the way they felt under my feet, like a gentle massage.

Radek stood holding me, staring between the tub and the shower seeming to weigh his options.  In the end, he chose the shower.  He turned the water on hot, steamed the bathroom up really good, and then adjusted the water temperature so we didn’t get burned.

Not saying a word, he grabbed my hand and led me inside.  He gently cleansed every part of me like I was the most treasured person in the world.  I’d never had a man care for me like that.  Once he was done with me I went to work cleaning him.  I tried to take the same care as he did, but one look at his hard cock and I forgot what I was doing.  Sinking to my knees, I stroked him lazily with one hand, the other cupping his balls.

He looked down to see the special care I was giving his length and pulled me from the floor.  Spinning me around, he told me to put my hands on the tile wall and spread my legs.  I did so, very eagerly too.

I tensed in anticipation of him sliding into me, only to be surprised when I felt his hands spread the backs of my thighs apart.  His tongue found my clit next, but didn’t stay there.  He dragged it up to the top of my ass and back down.  Nip here, suck there, he teased me, driving me wild.  Not settling on one spot long.  As soon as I would start to build toward orgasm he would move on.

Through clenched teeth I said, “You are making me crazy.”

He laughed.  He actually laughed.  Fuck him.  I straightened fast causing him to fall forward.  “What the hell was that for?”

“You laughed.”

“And?  I was playing.  What’s your problem?”  He stood and tried to back me to the wall.  No way.

“I don’t want to be played with.  I want to be pleasured.”

“I was going to pleasure you.”

He was smirking.  Dick.  “Again, you were teasing me.  Don’t do that.”

“Awwww, did I upset you?”

Rolling my eyes, I stepped away from him.  He countered and stepped with me.  I was frustrated, but started to laugh.  Smacking his chest I said, “Jerk.”

Pulling me close, he seized my mouth.  Like every other time he touched me, I sagged into him.  His knee pushed between my thighs until I was practically sitting on his leg.  I started to rub against him, needing to come.  My body was so worked up, I didn’t care how I got off as long as I did.

He took my legs and moved them around his waist.  In one quick movement he was inside of me.  Walking to one of the shower heads, he turned on the wall jets, holding my back to them.

His hands gripped my waist and he started moving my body along with his in a delicious rhythm.  The muscles in his arms and chest flexed with every movement, showcasing how fit he was.  Radek was incredibly strong.  He fucked me with minimal effort and holy hell did it feel good.

Leaning in, I dug my fingers into his shoulders, pulling myself closer to him.  I needed his mouth.  Needed to feel him inside every part of me.  Seeming to know what I wanted, his hand moved over my ass, his finger dipping into my tight hole.  He wasn’t gentle and I didn’t want him to be.  With just the right amount of pressure there, his cock inside of me, and the way his tongue swept around my mouth, I was gone.

The tremors that shook me came on so fast I didn’t cry out, I couldn’t.  He wouldn’t release my mouth.  His kisses were greedy, trying to pull everything from me.  Groaning against his lips, my inner walls gripped his length.

He pulled his face away, picking up his pace.  “Oh God, baby.  I’m coming.”

My orgasm slowed.  I could feel him emptying himself inside of me.  Draping myself over him, I tried to catch my breath.  His head rested on my shoulder as he did the same.  The lust filled haze in my head started to clear, but my body didn’t want to follow suit.  It wanted more of him.

Radek was my dealer, his body my drug.  His voice was all it took to have me ready for what he could offer.  His touch, the way he moved, how he knew the right spot to get me high.  I craved him.  When he wasn’t inside of me, I wanted him to be.  When he was only steps away, it was too far.  I didn’t want to admit it, but in only a matter of days I was beginning to fall for my handsome pilot who I barely knew.

~ 10 ~

He had to leave in the early hours of the morning.  Not wanting to wake me, he placed a note on my nightstand for me to find when I woke.

Kasi,

You are hot as hell when you sleep.  I had to fight with myself not to sink into you one more time before I left.  Don’t miss me too much.  I’ll be in touch.

RC

Only he could make me wet without even being there.  I folded up the note and tucked it into my drawer.  Although I may not seem like it on the outside¸ I was a sucker for romance.  I loved the idea of grand gestures, but also the moments when it was simple.  Like when you sat on the couch together to watch a movie and he held your hand.

I wonder if Radek was romantic.  Shit, still so much I didn’t know.  I thought by having him there the last few days I would have learned more about him, but nope.  Mental note, need to find out more about the man I was sleeping with.

Time for me to get back to reality.  The business I own allows me to come and go as I please.  My mind drifted back to the day when I was walking through our little town and came upon a woman who was trying to adopt out some dogs from a local shelter.  Her name is Aubrey.  We got to talking and I came to find out she is really passionate about animals, but was only able to volunteer with the shelter part-time.  She needed to keep her full-time job to pay the bills.

We became fast friends.  We had lunch on occasion, went to the movies, just did girl stuff.  That was around the same time my dad decided to bother me to do something with my life rather than sit around the house.  He should have known better.  I happened to like sitting around the house.

Anyway, I finally figured out he was right and I was being a loaf.  Aubrey had mentioned her dream of owning a doggie oasis, if you will.  She wanted a place where she could rehab dogs so they could be adopted out as well as do fun stuff like doggie daycare, grooming, and classes.  Cue the lightbulb.