Chapter Sixteen
June – Sunday
Oh my God, I was kissing Roy. What the hell was wrong with me? Sure, I’d spent enough time being attracted to him, but to act on it right now, with that emotional interview fresh in my mind, the reminder of the job that I was supposed to be working on…it all felt a little much. So much so, that I almost pulled back from him. Almost.
But then he ran his rough, callused hands over my body, and I lost my freaking mind. This was a real man touching me, and that made my heart beat a whole lot faster. It wasn’t what I was used to at all, but I suddenly realized it was exactly what my life had been missing. As we kissed like there was no tomorrow, a red-hot fire sparked and it hit me that there was no turning back now.
Almost as if he could sense that shift within me, he tugged at the dress, pulling it over my head. As the material slid over me, revealing far more of my body than what I thought I would, the anxiety finally caught up with me. I started to panic that I wouldn’t be good enough, that he wouldn’t like me when he saw my soft curves, that he would be much more used to much sexier women than me…
But as my dress fell to the ground and Roy gave me an intense, desire-filled look, I started to feel a little bit all right again. Why the hell should I be so worried about the way I looked, when it was clearly working for him?
“Wow, you really are something else,” he grinned at me, before running his mouth all over my neck and collarbone, sending bolts of lust shooting powerfully through my body.
As my head lolled backwards and my eyes slid shut, the sensations overcame me completely; I could feel him unhooking my bra and the garment falling to the ground. Before I could even take a second to process that, or to become overwhelmed with fear, his mouth found my nipples. He flickered his tongue all over them, sending an involuntary moan flying past my lips.
“You like that, huh?” It was amazing to see this new side come out of him in the heat of the moment. I felt happy to be able to see that side of him, special that he’d let me in, and it made me want that much more.
“I do,” I panted loudly. “It feels…” But I couldn’t find a way to finish that sentence.
I finally gave in fully, tugging his top over his head, taking a second to admire his rippling muscles as I did. It was a body that most men had to work hard for, but to Roy, it seemed to come naturally. It was obviously all the hard work that he did on the ranch, and for a second I felt really grateful for that. This guy was so damn hot, he actually made me growl with desire.
“Would you like to go up to my bedroom?” he eventually gasped, the desire getting to him too, as he rubbed his hands over my curves. “It’ll be more comfortable in there.”
But I shook my head rapidly. It wasn't that I didn’t want him, because damn it I did; I just didn’t want to do anything that would break the magic of the moment. I knew deep down that this was really wrong, and now that I was in the heat of it all, I didn’t want to stop and think rationally. “No, I want to stay right here.”
With lust pumping the blood through my body, I decided that since this might be the only time that I got to be with Roy, I wanted to do it right. I wanted to explore every single inch of him, so I slumped to my knees, hitting the kitchen floor with a thud. His eyes widened in surprise as I tugged on his belt and began to unbuckle his trousers. It felt good to be able to shock him; it proved to me that despite all of the intense sexual experiences that he’d undoubtedly had, at least in my mind, I could still stand out and be different.
I just hoped that also, I could be better.
As I finally freed him from his underwear, his throbbing erection stood to attention in front of me, causing me to gasp out in shock. It was thicker, more impressive than anything I’d ever seen before, and I found my heart beating faster, suddenly desperate for a taste. I glanced up at Roy, wanting to see how this was making him feel, what my act of bravery was doing to him. As I ran my fingers up and down his shaft for a second, just getting a feel of him, a look of ecstasy instantly spread across his expression, making me feel good about myself.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, as I moved my lips closer to him. His head tossed back as he sensed where I was going with this. “June.”
As I moved in for the kill, and I finally wrapped my lips around him, his muscular thighs instantly tensed up and he gripped tightly onto the table behind him. That had to be a good sign – it meant I had him exactly where I wanted him. I traced my lips up and down, flickering my tongue as I went, and he was almost crumbling right there and then. That made me feel incredible, like a sex goddess, and I never wanted to stop.
“Oh my God, no...” he finally cried out, moving my head backwards. “You have to stop right now.” I felt a little disappointed, but as I heard his ragged breathing, I couldn't help but smile to myself. At least I’d driven him crazy – that was what I wanted to do, after all.
He pulled me back up and started kissing me passionately. As he lifted me upright and I wrapped my legs around him, he lifted me onto the table behind us both, placing me on it with a thump. I could feel his erection, pressing against me, which left my body screaming out for him. I needed him, right now, but my head was spinning far too crazily for me to even think about forming words, never mind a sentence.
Then his fingers ran up my legs, finding the outline of my underwear, where he teased me through the cotton material until I almost screamed aloud with a strange frustrated sense of joy.
I gripped hard onto his strong shoulders and gasped into his mouth as he slowly went under the material, just running his fingers tantalisingly up and down my slit.
“What do you want?” he asked me breathlessly.
“Y...you,” I just about managed to spit out. “I want you.”
He responded willingly by slipping one finger inside, but it didn’t feel like enough. I tried to move closer to him, to get him to thrust deeper inside, but that simply made him chuckle.
“Impatient, aren’t we?” he asked smilingly, but luckily for me he slid another finger inside. As he massaged me, I felt myself falling, slowly into the pleasure-filled abyss. However, I got the feeling that he needed me to be vocal, that he wanted me to express to him exactly what I needed, so I forced myself to get the words out, however difficult it was.
“More... I need more.”
He kissed me hard before yanking my underwear away from, leaving me totally and utterly uncovered for him. I felt vulnerable, exposed, but with the hooded look he was giving me, that all fell away. Then, once his cock was there, teasing my entrance, any self-consciousness just vanished.
“I can’t take it anymore,” I finally panted into his mouth, needing him immediately. “I need you now.”
As he finally gave me what I wanted by thrusting inside me, I cried out loudly with pure joy. He felt amazing, better than I’d even expected, and the way he was angled was already beginning to hit all of the right spots, almost as if he’d planned it exactly, sending me teetering dangerously towards the knife’s edge almost instantly.
“Oh fuck,” Roy groaned, feeling the pleasure, too. He moved his hands from the small of my back to hold onto the table, allowing himself to thrust more powerfully, sending me flying backwards, causing me to need to grip tightly onto him.
After what felt like only a few moments, a pool of heat began to spread from my stomach and creep around the rest of my body. I was hot, dizzy with lust, and almost at my limit. There was something about Roy, something special, something that had me flying higher than air.
Then the waves of pleasure began to shatter through my body, causing me to shudder and tremble, falling apart in his arms and clinging onto him like a rag doll. He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against mine, causing a deep bond to form between us, a connection like no other.
As soon as I’d stopped yelling, Roy picked me up once more as if I weighed nothing, with my legs still wrapped around him, and we both collapsed onto the kitchen floor, where he continued to thrust on top of me. This surprising action somehow managed to make the intense waves of pleasure last even longer, causing it to be the most incredible experience of my whole damn life.
With one final yell of joy, Roy fell on top of me; both of us were completely exhausted and drained by the experience, but glad to have succumbed to temptation. I knew that there were a million reasons why that probably shouldn’t have happened, but I was glad that it had.
I held onto him for a few moments, not quite ready for him to leave. I was enjoying the warmth of his body, his scent, the feel of his muscles, but of course, eventually I had to go.
As we got dressed in a strange silence, I really started to consider what had just happened, and I realised that this was something I needed to keep a secret. Okay, so I would have to tell Hailey about it because she needed to know...but as for anyone else, well, it would make me look very unprofessional if they ever found out, and I really didn’t want that to become my reputation.
“Would you like a drink or something?” Roy asked me, shooting me a little bit of a cautious look.
I considered his request for a second before shaking my head no. I did want to stay with him, but I didn’t want him to think that I was about to become a clingy girl who expected far too much for him. Plus, I needed to get home and sort out my own feelings.
“No, I think I better go,” I told him sadly. “But...thank you for a great evening. Thank you for the interview.”
“Well, at least keep my number,” he smiled at me, picking up my phone from the dining room table. “I would definitely like to see you again.”
“Me, too,” I nodded slowly, knowing that at least that much was true. “Thank you, and I’ll give you my number, too.”
I might not have been too sure about anything really, but I knew for certain that Roy was someone I wanted to keep in my life. He’d just made me feel so damn incredible, it was unbelievable. Now I just needed to figure out what I would risk for it.