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Authors: Lexie Davis

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“Wow, you like, have a lot of neat stuff,” the blonde said, running her manicured fingernail on the back of the couch.

Her style pretty much matched every other groupie that had ever hung around the band. A satin see-through dress with a deep V-neck showed more than her fair share of plastic cleavage. Thigh-high boots that a hooker would envy topped off the look. She was pretty in her own right but nothing too special. She was at least twenty-one and that was all that mattered.

Half hard in his jeans, he’d barely need foreplay to complete the act. Yeah, she seemed primed and ready, but honestly he didn’t care about that. Tonight at the bar had fucked up his mind, and he needed to forget. Marah, Tyler and his parents never left him with warm fuzzy feelings. At least, sex would give him pleasure for a few minutes.

He pulled his cotton Darkfever tee over his head, liking the I’m-going-to-eat-you look the blonde chick gave him. Yeah, fuck Tyler and his family.

Blondie ran her hands down his chest while his fingers made fast work of her dress. Soon she stood nearly nude in only the thigh-highs.

“Boy, aren’t you clever,” she purred in his ear. Her tongue darted out, making a path from his neck to his nipples, which she licked and teased until he thought he’d go mad. “I’m almost naked, and I have yet to rid you of anything but your shirt.”

Her hands slid down his torso stopping at his waistband. Pulling back, a coy look in her eyes, she undid the button and fly. He allowed her to touch him, stroking him to where he needed to be.

“Can I kiss you now?” she asked.

“No.” He pushed her back on the couch with his body and her thighs opened wide to make room for him. “Less talking and more sex.”

His mouth found her breast and finally shut up her conversation. Her creamy skin was smooth under his calloused fingers as he trailed them down her stomach. She whimpered arching her back to give him more. She wanted it as much as he did.

She tasted of peaches—sweet peaches so juicy and delicious—perfect for eating.

He slid soft kisses down her body, following the path his hands had taken. Her scent was ripe—that of passion and arousal so strong he couldn’t resist it.

“Oh,” she moaned when his lips found her creamy centre.

With the musky flavour coating his taste buds, so sweet in his mouth, Ben dipped his tongue in and out of her pussy. This is where a dying man found heaven on earth—right between a woman’s thighs. All the shit in the real world didn’t matter at this point…

She came with a cry—a shout even—convulsing with the force of her release. He teased her a bit before standing to rid himself of his boxers and pants. Limp and sated, she watched his every move. He’d seen that look on many women’s faces over the years, but never had he desired more from them. Marah had questioned him one time about why he was so cold. Why did he act indifferent, especially to the ones who loved him?

He didn’t have a reason for her then and no reason for her now.

His mind drifted to the night he’d left her standing alone on that cold night, pleading with him not to go. She’d told him she loved him, that she wanted him to stay in her arms forever. He’d seen the pain in her beautiful eyes as each tear dripped to her cheeks, each one slicing at his heart the longer he watched. No matter what, he couldn’t stay in Tyler, Texas. He’d turned his back then, to live his dream. Her sobs still haunted him, even years later. The memories of what they’d had never ceased to flow through his mind. And looking back, if there’d been another way, he would have taken it. He should have found a way to be with her.

Now, each night became last night, the same bodies with a different faces.

Ben stood before the blonde who suggestively ran her tongue along her lips. Her naked body laid sprawled out over the couch. Her skin looked like porcelain, having never seen a tanning bed or the UV rays of the sun. Not a true Californian, he mused taking in the rest of her body. Her breasts were fake, the nipples dark and large contrasting with the whiteness of her skin. Her stomach was flat with a small ring in her navel.

She expected him to have sex with her on his couch.

Ben shook his head as Marah entered his mind again. She’d always had a thing for sex and couches. He chuckled thinking about it.

“Are you going to stand there all day, stud? Or are you going to come over and fuck me?” The blonde wiggled her glossy red-tipped fingers at him.

He should probably say something nice to her. Try not to make her feel totally used when all this was done. Ben ran a hand through his hair, wondering how he’d grown soft all of a sudden?

“Just giving you a breather. It’s going to be one hell of a hard ride.” He pulled her up, bending her over the couch. His mind didn’t fully complete the thoughts going through his head when he grabbed a condom from his pocket. Sex and couches were off limits. No woman slept in his bed. This was the best he could do, and the sooner the better.

He pressed against her swollen folds, sliding the tip of his cock against the hot moisture gathering between her thighs. She gasped, half moaning before thrusting her ass back to him and begging for more. He didn’t think. Holding her hips in his hands, he plunged deep.

In the mirror across from them, he watched her breasts swing with the force of his movements. Reaching around her, he kneaded the ample flesh. He loved the way her breasts filled his hands, the tiny points hard as they thrust into his palms. He licked his lips, tasting her sweet juice on his tongue.

“Jesus, you’re tight,” he said through clenched teeth.

She smiled at him in the mirror. “Nah, you’re just a big boy.”

He pulled out and thrust again, while she wrapped her boot-clad legs around his shins. His balls tightened from the mere thought of her squeezing around his cock. It only made him want to fuck her more.

One thrust after another led to their mutual screams of pleasure. Her body convulsed. Her back arched while he continued to pound into her body. Three quick thrusts later, he couldn’t hold back. He came, shooting his semen into her, while grunting unintelligible words into the sexual fog they’d created.

Totally spent, he extracted himself almost immediately from her body. It took five seconds before Marah re-entered his mind and three more for him to realise how big of a mistake he’d made with the blonde. No matter how hard he tried, no woman would ever replace Marah—a small fact he had to live with. He stepped back, tore off the condom then grabbed his clothes to pull them on.

“Whew. That was something.” The blonde fell limply to the couch with a smile on her face. Her smile faded quickly when she saw him zip his jeans. “Are you kicking me out?”

“I don’t want a relationship, so yeah, I need you to leave.” He shoved her clothing at her, ending their conversation.

Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly in shock. Callous? Yeah, but his mind was fucked up. She grabbed her clothes, clenching her jaw in anger. She donned the dress, tugging it over her head.

“Well it was good fucking you, too, asswipe.”

He followed her to the door, watching every step she took.

She glared at him. “Oh, and, by the way…screaming another woman’s name when you come doesn’t earn you many points with the ladies.”

When she stomped off down the hall, he closed the door, realising he’d shouted Marah’s name when he came.

 

 

 

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About the Author

 

 

Lexie’s love for writing began when she wrote her first play in fourth grade. With a big imagination and love for creating worlds, she wrote several more scripts that have placed first in contests. She loves to read but didn’t pick up a romance novel until high school and fell in love with the genre. Now she writes steamy stories, with heartfelt characters, letting her imagination take her wherever it may go.

 

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Lexie loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at
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Also by Lexie Davis

 

Rain Fell Down

Amuse Me

Dirty Cupid

Picture Perfect

Undeniable

One Night Only

Naughty Rendezvous

Forever Yours

Deceived

His Handyman

Dark Fever: It’s Been Awhile

Dark Fever: The Sweetest Sin

Exotic Wolves: Seduced by Moonlight

Exotic Wolves: Bound by Moonlight

Heatwave: Exotica

Christmas Crackers: Santa Baby

 

 

 

 

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