Picture Perfect (19 page)

“That’s not gonna be a problem, sweetness.  I’m so fucking hard right now that I could use my dick as a hammer.  Do you use a vibrator?”

Blushing, she nodded. 

“Do you want to use it now?”

Another shake of her head was followed by a little laugh before she spoke.  “No.  It can go in the trash right now as far as I’m concerned.  You totally ruined me for that thing.”

Right at that moment, I felt so good that I wanted to take a victory lap around her bedroom.  Sitting up, I took a spot at the end of her bed so that I was facing her.  “Baby, lie back on those pillows and play with that pretty pussy for me.  While you do it, keep those eyes on my cock while I work it for you.”

Her sexy little fully body shiver was beautiful.  Sitting forward, I slid two fingers inside of her soaking channel and coated my fingers in the mixture of her arousal and my come.  She gasped when I did it, but I just smiled as I used it to lube my throbbing shaft.

“Nothing hotter than having a part of you on me as I jerk my cock baby.  Knowing that you’re so fucking wet for me makes me ache.”

Her tongue darting out to wet her lips was incredibly erotic.  I gripped my cock harder as I started to stroke and then I gave her an order. “Tess, fingers, pussy,
now
.”

She complied, even as her eyes maintained their trance-like focus on my shaft as I worked it.  Her pussy was shiny with a mix of new arousal and our combined come,
and it was the sexiest thing I’d ever been fortunate enough to see.  The sight of my come on her was a reminder that I had claimed her as my own, and the feeling that it evoked in me was pure euphoria.  She was mine now, inside and out.

Her fingers slid easily through her tiny patch of pubic hair as she spread herself and began lightly rubbing her clit with her fingers.  She started to move her hips as she worked her clit, her body seeking more than just a gentle rubbing.  Moaning, she slid two fingers into her tight cunt and started to thrust them in and out, all the while maintaining her eye contact with my cock as I jerked it.

“You look so fucking beautiful baby, stroking that pussy and getting yourself all worked up.  Do you see how hard my cock is for you?”

Gasping for air, she nodded her head.  Her fingers picked up speed as she worked them in and out of herself, and my fist was moving
to that same rhythm as I watched her.

“I can smell you babe, and let me tell you, that’s my biggest turn on to date.  I could
bury my face in you for days and breathe only you with a big smile on my face.  That’s how I know we belong sweetness.  I never wanted to literally live and breathe someone else before. You’re the only one to make me feel this way, ever.”

Her shaking increased as the speed of her fingers plunging in and out did, and I watched in wonder as she slapped her free hand over her mouth as she came with a muffled cry that was the sound of my name.

She was still coming as I pulled her fingers out and flipped her over onto her stomach, pulling her up onto her knees as I thrust into her.  She was tight and wet, her cunt capturing me in a death grip as her orgasm continued to rip through her.  Holding onto her hips, I started pile driving her at warp speed. The sheets were gripped in her fists, her cries escalating as she slammed herself back to meet my cock over and over again. 

The room was a symphony of fuck noises; both of us well past the point of coherent speaking. Once again the headboard was slamming into the wall and her poor mattress was groaning in protest, but neither of us cared or stopped. 

It felt fucking incredible; both of us in full rut as I pummeled her and she took it and gave it right back to me.  Her pussy was flooding my cock with her cream and my hands were cramping from gripping her so tightly, but nothing had ever felt so right. 

Throwing her head back she shrieked my name, twice, as she came.  The feeling of her cunt spasming around me hurtled me over the edge as well.  I came yelling her name, my cock flooding her tight sheath as I marked her, again, as
mine
.

I was so out of breath that I wondered if I was in danger of passing out.  Pulling out of her, I flopped onto my back and focused on g
etting my shit under control.  Tess straightened her knees out and dropped to her stomach next to me as she also tried to get her breath back.  I still needed a connection to her even then, and I set my hand on her back to feel her breathing.

I was in that twilight state between being asleep or awake when she rolled over and put her head on my chest.  “You cheated.  Next time, I get to watch you do that until you come.”

I chuckled as my eyes closed and sleep claimed me.

I woke up a little disoriented.  Of course I knew where I was, it was my bedroom after all, but I felt different- deliciously sore and incredibly content.  I remembered everything when I inhaled the scent that was uniquely Flynn and it made its way into my brain.  For a few minutes I snuggled against his chest as I enjoyed the sound of his even breaths beneath my cheek.  All too soon reality called, and I wiggled from his grasp and went to use the bathroom. 

After throwing on a tee shirt and a pair of sweatpants, I left my room in search of Jess.  She wasn’t in the living room, so I headed down the hall to her bedroom.  After knocking and getting the okay to enter, I went in and found her curled up with a book.  Smiling, I plopped down on the bed next to her.

Giving me a stern look she said, “Clearly the whole ‘
he was nice’
explanation about your time in LA was bullshit.  Am I right?”

I felt my face heat as I nodded.  “Jess, don’t be hurt.  I wanted to tell you.  When I came home it was my first order of business, and then everything went to shit and I was too embarrassed to let you know how stupid I’d been.”

“Wait, you lost me.  What do you mean you were embarrassed?  What the hell is going on?”

I spent the next twenty minutes bringing her up to date about the entire Flynn situation.  Jess was my best sounding board, and I realized as we were talking that I should have told her from the get go, no matter how embarrassed I thought I was.

She all but crackled with energy as I finished the story.  “Oh my lord, Tess!  That’s unreal.  You’re officially going out with
Flynn Fucking Rand
?”

I smiled like an idiot as I nodded my head.  “Yes.  I really, really, really like him Jess.  He makes me feel things that no one else ever has.  As a couple we feel so right.  I’m crazy about him.”

Raising her eyebrow at me, she chuckled.  “No shit, Sherlock.  If what you’re saying to me right now didn’t tell me that, the four billion screaming orgasms you had in the other room would have.  I can’t believe the stamina he had.  I was in full fucking swoon over here, and I’ll tell it to you straight cause I love you like that; I’m jealous as hell.  I told you that you weren’t frigid you silly bitch!  Always listen to your best friend dumbass, cause she knows best.  And since I’m your bestie
and
I’ve been keeping you sane since Kindergarten, put in a good word for me with Flynn and see if he’s got an inside track on finding a guy who can go for as long as he does.”

Smacking her on the arm, I shushed her with a laugh.  “He’ll hear you, think we’re crazy
, and leave me on the spot!”

Flynn’s choked laugh as he walked into the room had me burrowing my head into the pillows.

“Babe, I heard that and don’t worry, I already know you’re crazy.  I like it and I’m not going anywhere unless you’re coming with me.”

Lifting my head from the pillows, I smiled at him.  He was perfection, sex on a goddamn stick walking around my apartment in a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. 

From beside me I saw Jess start fanning herself.  “Jesus fuck me Christ.  I’m going to need a fire hose to keep you two under control.  The temperature in here just went up eighty degrees.”

Flynn threw his head back and laughed at that.  Once he had himself under control he stepped into the room and extended his hand to Jess.  “I’m Flynn, Tessa’s boyfriend.
My middle name is Mason- not fucking- but otherwise you had it right.  And you’re Jess, the roommate and crazy best friend.  I’ve heard a lot about you. It’s nice to meet you.”

One of the reasons I loved Jess so much was that she was brash and didn’t hold back.  She’s a ballsy beauty with a heart of gold and a sense of humor that doesn’t quit.  Her response to Flynn
was epic.

Taking his hand, she smiled.  “Well, until Tess walked in here and filled me in, I hadn’t heard anything about you.  I had, however,
recently heard a ton
OF
you, seeing as how you spent the better part of three hours making my best friend scream your name while you tried your hardest to nail her through her bed and into the apartment downstairs. You definitely deserve me giving you a middle name change to fucking. I’ve been to at least a dozen Renegade Saints concerts, but that was your best performance
ever
.”

Flynn actually blushed at that, shaking his head as he chuckled.  “Oh
shit, should I be embarrassed right now?”

Wiggling her eyebrows at him Jess replied, “Hell no!  It was clear that you have
nothing
to be embarrassed about.  You’ve made Tessa happy and that’s something to be proud as a peacock about.  No one deserves it more than her.”

All traces of humor left Flynn’s face.  Staring at Jess, he shook his head in agreement.  “I’m so glad that you’re on board with our relationship.  Tessa is very, very special to me, and I want the people that love her
to feel good about our relationship.  There’s nothing I wont do to make her happy.”

Jess beamed at him as he finished speaking, looking at him like he’d just given the perfect dissertation.  “You’re off to a great start. If your actions match your words, you’re not going to have any problems with the people who love her.”

Jumping from the bed, I made my way to Flynn’s side.  Wrapping an arm around his waist, I leaned into his side and smiled up at him.  After telling Jess that we’d see her later, Flynn and I made our way back to my bedroom. 

“Babe, I’ve got my bag down in the car.  I’m here for at least a week, and I’d like to stay with you.  How do you feel about that?”

Holy shit.  When Flynn went in, he went all in.

“I’d love it if you would stay here with me.”

“Good call baby.  I’m going to run down and get my bag, and then I need to shower and I want you in there with me.  You in?”

Oh yeah, I was in.  Of that, there was no doubt.

When he came back into my bedroom I grabbed his hand and pulled him into my bathroom. Gesturing to the tiny stall shower I said, “I’m in, but we’re going to be plastered to each other the entire time.  This is no Flynn Rand luxurious size-of-a-baseball-field shower.”

He growled, literally.  “Plastered to each other
sounds pretty fucking luxurious to me, sweetness.”

Yeah, it really did.  We stepped into the shower together, laughing as we maneuvered this way and that to get clean without maiming each other in the process.  Laughing at him, I poked his stomach.  “It’s like a game of wet naked twister in here!”

“Tess, wet naked shower twister with you is fucking hot.  Sign me up for this every day and I’ll die a happy man.”  Grabbing the detachable showerhead, he started spraying me with it as I laughed like a lunatic and tried in vain to get the showerhead from him.

I was really becoming attached to him and all of the sides of himself that I was getting to know.  Funny Flynn was a delight, sexy Flynn was a rollercoaster ride at the world’s best amusement park, and caring Flynn was
my dream come true. 

We got out of the shower still laughing as we dried each other off.  The difference between other guys and Flynn is huge, and I don’t just mean how well endowed he is.  Something about him ma
de me feel at peace, but I don’t really know how to explain why that is.

Curling up naked on the bed, Flynn pulled me against him so that we were face to face.  “That was fun babe.  When it comes time to build the new house, I’m having a smaller shower built so that we can re-create that scene over and over again.”

Smiling at him, I kissed his neck.  “I’m amenable to that, Mr. Rand.  But next time, it will be me holding the showerhead chasing you around the shower while you try to escape from me.”

Brushing my still damp hair back, he kissed my forehead as he pulled me in closer.  “Sweetness, you’ll never have to chase me.  Whenever and wherever you want me, you’ve got me.  I’ve already surrendered to you.”

Kissing him back, I sighed and snuggled into him.  “Tell me about your sisters.  I want to hear the whole story.”

He told me everything, and it was a doozy of a story.  I felt terrible for Flynn’s father that he hadn’t gotten the opportunity to raise his girls, but it sounded
like they were trying to forge a relationship now.

“So what’s the deal with the people that are blackmailing your sisters family?  Are you going to tell the press about the girls before they do?”

Nodding his head, he laughed.  “Yep.  And rather than putting out a press release, we’ve decided to let Gram announce it on Twitter.”