Summer Sizzle (5 page)

Blake turned over and pounded his pillow into a more comfortable shape. The clock in the living room chimed one o’clock. Other than that, the house remained quiet, with the only sound coming from the waves breaking on the beach.

He had been asleep when some sort of noise awakened him. He listened for it but didn’t hear anything else. Unfortunately, he was now wide awake and unable to get back to sleep. Maybe having something to eat would help. He pulled on a pair of sweat pants and went downstairs. After rummaging around in the refrigerator, he found a piece of cold chicken left over from dinner.

It had been a tasty meal. Vicki had proven to be a good cook. He nibbled on the chicken as he walked into the living room, finally coming to a halt in front of the doors leading to the deck. The moonlight shimmered across the water, giving an eerie glow to the waves as they broke against the sand. His thoughts darted between his lost son, the emptiness of his life, and the bleakness of his future. Then he focused on the disturbing presence of the compulsively ordered woman asleep in his spare bedroom. A woman who stirred much more in him than he wanted to admit, both physically and emotionally.

“What the—” He jumped aside as soft fur brushed across the top of his bare foot, then wrapped around his ankle. Well, at least the four-legged beast refrained from digging its claws into him this time. He bent down and caught the animal before it could scamper out of reach.

“Tell me, cat…what’s the story with your owner?” He stroked Ty-Ling’s fur and continued to stare out the door. The cat squirmed in his arms in an effort to get loose but didn’t scratch him. “I’ve never seen anyone so obsessed with planning for the future. And that bit about the washer and dryer… It’s all very strange. Then she planted a kiss on me that nearly had my cock standing up straight and begging for more.”

The light in the living room snapped on, startling him with the sudden intrusion. He whirled around and squinted against the brightness. Vicki stood across the room, her hand on the light switch. The soft waves of her chestnut hair hung down almost to her shoulders. Her peach-colored silk robe reached halfway down her thighs, well above her knees.

“Oh, I didn’t realize you were down here. I wanted a drink of water.” Vicki noticed Ty-Ling squirming as Blake put the cat on the floor. She rushed toward him to take possession of the animal before it had a chance to attack. “I’m so sorry she annoyed you again. I told her to quit attacking you. I guess she didn’t listen. If—if she’s bothering you, I can shut her back in the laundry room.”

“It’s okay. The furry little terror didn’t dig its claws into me this time. We were just getting acquainted.”

Her eyes gravitated to Blake’s physique—his broad shoulders, the wisps of sandy-colored hair scattered across his hard chest, his flat belly, the way his sweat pants rested low on his hips, and the obvious bulge at his crotch that said he wasn’t wearing anything under his sweat pants. Did he sleep in the nude? She tightened the sash at the waist of her robe, acutely aware of the way the soft silk caressed her bare breasts, causing her nipples to pucker. She forced down the sudden nervousness that welled inside her. A moment of eye contact said he wanted her as much as she wanted him. Moisture seeped from between her pussy lips, dampening the curls adorning her mound.

He grasped her hand and pulled her toward him. “You have every right to say no.” His words came out in a husky whisper. “And I’ll respect your decision.”

He paused for what seemed to her like an eternity but in reality only a few seconds, before tugging at her sash until it came undone and the front of her robe fell open. The sparkle in his eyes followed his quick intake of breath as he raked his gaze over her nude body. Her insides quivered with excitement when he traced his fingertip across the curves of her breasts. Bending forward, he took one of her taut nipples into his mouth, held it there for a second, and then released it.

“If you don’t say something right now, I’m going to take you to my bed and spend the rest of the night fucking you until you’re totally satisfied in every way and neither of us has the strength to move. Then I’m going to start all over again.”

She stroked his erection through the fabric of his sweat pants, knowing her action would speak louder than words. She had made her decision the moment he said he intended to spend the night satisfying her. Blake Callahan represented much more than a very sexy man. He would also be a generous lover. And if the feel of his hard cock and the way it made her pussy gush provided any indication, he would be an exciting lover, too.

Her brief marriage had been a disaster, and that included a totally lackluster sex life, which probably explained her strong sex drive now. Her ex-husband had only been concerned with his own satisfaction, as if she didn’t have needs. He didn’t seem to care if she had an orgasm or not as long as he did. It never varied. He’d climb on, shove his cock in and out of her a few times, and come. When he finished, he’d roll off, tweak her nipple while telling her how great it had been, then fall asleep.

She spent many nights fighting frustration while trying to get to sleep. And many days with her vibrator while he was at work. That frustration led to the occasional thought of having an affair, but she had always rejected the idea. Adultery and infidelity were not acceptable to her. As long as she was married, she would be true to her vows.

The sexual frustration coursing through her body told her how much she wanted to sample Blake Callahan’s prowess, to have his cock buried deep inside her as they explored the many facets of hot sex and heated passion.

He took her hand and headed for the stairs, flipping off the light as they started toward the second floor. Once inside his bedroom, she discarded her robe and he dropped his sweat pants to the floor. The thought that she had only known this man for a few hours—and spent most of that time locked in confrontation with him—briefly crossed her mind. She also allowed the thought that since they temporarily resided in the same house, neither of them had the availability of going home afterward. Whatever the results of their lovemaking, whether awkward or satisfying, they would be together through the entire weekend.

But one look at Blake’s magnificent cock standing at attention swept all speculation and concerns from her mind. The memory of their passionate kiss told her everything she needed to know. She wanted that cock. Losing herself in his passion was the only thing that mattered at that moment. Logic tried to push its way in with practical thoughts that should have prevailed over physical desire. But she managed to ignore them.

He may have been far removed from the proper, hard-working professional type of man with whom she would choose to spend her future, but he represented everything she needed at the moment. Was that selfish of her? Did it make her a jaded, wanton woman without redeeming qualities? Did it make her superficial without any depth?

Then he cupped her bare breast and claimed her mouth with his, and her thoughts stopped.

Chapter Three

Blake captured Vicki’s mouth with a hot kiss, making a promise of ecstasy yet to come. His tongue darted into the dark recesses of her mouth, exploring and tasting. Her tongue twined with his in a mating ritual of sorts, their textures meshing in sensual togetherness. His hard cock pressed against her belly, causing her entire body to tremble with anticipation and expectation.

She reached for his erection and grazed her fingertips along the underside of his rigid shaft. The tantalizing sensation, in addition to its extreme hardness, left her fingers tingling. Her pussy throbbed with an intense desire to have him inside her. She wanted—
needed
—to explode in orgasm.

He broke off the kiss, but only long enough to snuggle her body into the softness of his king-sized bed and situate himself between her spread legs with his stomach pressing against her wet center. Her full breasts stood firm, capped by dusky pink nipples. He teased one with the tip of his tongue, then the other before drawing it into his mouth. He sucked each nipple in turn. Her soft moans of delight became groans of need as her increased arousal expanded her desires. Passionate kisses became hungry kisses as he licked and nibbled his way down her body.

Vicki’s core muscles contracted sharply when his hot breath grazed the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She reached down and tangled her fingers in his thick hair but didn’t need to use pressure to guide his head or to shove her pussy against his mouth in an attempt to feed her own needs. Every flick of his tongue, every place his lips touched, sent tremors of excitement coursing through her body. His tongue parted her pussy lips, darting in and out with light, delicate strokes one moment, and teasing her engorged clit the next. Her chest heaved with her labored breathing. She kneaded her breasts and plucked at her nipples as his stimulation increased. Her entire body trembled with rapidly growing excitement. His very talented mouth had her teetering on the edge of rapture.

Then he caught her clit with his lips, sucked it into his mouth, and inserted two fingers into her wet channel. She cried out and jerked her hips off the bed. Waves of ecstasy crashed through her body. Convulsions started deep inside her and quickly spread. But he didn’t let up. He continued to devour her clit while stroking his fingers in and out of her opening. Then his ardor increased, and his mouth became even more insistent. She spiraled into an unending orgasm unlike anything she had ever experienced.

It wasn’t always easy for her to reach orgasm. A man with only marginal skills…well, he might be entertaining, but that wasn’t the same thing as satisfying. But Blake Callahan’s attentions to her pussy at that moment… She couldn’t even wrap her mind around the enormity of the incredible sensations. Her inner walls continued to clench in tight contractions, grabbing and tugging at his fingers. Her clit felt as if it would explode. She thrashed her head back and forth on the pillow, shut her eyes tightly, and opened her mouth. Was it possible to die from orgasmic rapture? Could a person literally overdose on phenomenal sex? If so, then what a way to go.

Blake finally lifted his head. His gaze landed on her, on the flush of orgasm tinting her face with a sensual glow, and his chest heaved. He licked his lips and continued to stroke his fingers in and out of her wet opening, but at a slower pace.

Her erratic movements finally tapered off, and her eyelids fluttered open. Passion blazed in the depths of her eyes. The tip of her tongue darted sensually back and forth as she licked her lips. Her hair framed her face in wild disarray. He had never seen anyone more desirable, with a look of sensual, earthy abandon, or more naturally beautiful than she was at that moment.

The sight of her pulled at his emotions in the same manner she had from the moment he’d first encountered her. Something about her truly reached out and grabbed him. This was more than just another mindless, hot fuck. He didn’t know why. He wished it wasn’t so, but he didn’t know how to stop it. What he did know was that he wanted more of her, and he wanted it now.

Vicki scooted into a sitting position, then rose onto her knees. She applied a slight pressure on his shoulder, indicating what she wanted him to do. He rolled over onto his back. His rock-hard cock bobbed in the air, its long, thick shaft capped with a dark purple head. She leaned forward, wrapped her hand around its girth, and lapped at the head with the flat of her tongue.

He groaned as she opened her mouth and closed her lips around his shaft. A groan from deep inside him, one of intense pleasure, clawed its way out of his throat. A tight sensation spread across his chest, grabbing at his nerve endings each time her lips slid down to take more of his length into her mouth. Her lips maintained a tight seal, creating a delicious friction that excited his senses. Her mouth performed magic, sending his euphoria soaring to new heights. This couldn’t possibly be the same woman who seemed obsessed with working for the future while today took a back seat. Yet it was.

He moved her over to grab a condom from the nightstand drawer, and she allowed his cock to slide from her mouth.

Vicki couldn’t explain her need for Blake Callahan. Maybe it was something about their body chemistry, something in the air, or something in the food they had for dinner. Perhaps even something in the water supply. She didn’t know what caused it. All she knew was that she couldn’t get enough of him. Right or wrong didn’t matter. Should or shouldn’t had become totally irrelevant. He was not the type of man who fit into her neatly organized, planned out life. Not the right man at all.

But at the moment, it didn’t matter.

She placed a kiss on his cock head, then ran the tip of her tongue along the underside of his shaft. Grinning seductively, she took the packet from his hand and ripped it open. “Do you want to roll this on or should I do it for you?”

“Well, given the option, I’d prefer for you to do the deed.”

They made eye contact, a moment that became frozen in time as they continued to hold each other’s gaze. A sense that something very special was about to happen filled the air around them. It lasted only a few seconds, but left an irreversible impression.

Vicki rolled the condom onto Blake’s stiff erection. Her pussy still tingled from the intensity of the multiple orgasms he had given her with his mouth. She throbbed with the need to feel him buried deep inside her. How could she still be experiencing need rather than want? A simple answer—more was happening here than merely the two of them satisfying a physical need. She
wanted
Blake Callahan, as totally illogical and inappropriate as that sounded. She wanted him in any and every way possible. And she definitely needed him to fulfill the desire he had created.

He pulled her down onto the bed next to him and gently sucked each of her breasts, then moved upward to capture her mouth in a kiss filled with much more than naked lust. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close. They rolled over, with Vicki on her back and him on top. Without breaking the kiss, he slowly entered her, inch-by-inch, until his cock became fully embedded inside her, stretching her in a most pleasurable way.