Chapter Seven
Jill wasn’t really sure what the hell she was doing. One second she’d been sitting there staring into his beautiful amber eyes, and the next second she was throwing herself at him like she was in heat.
Sure, she liked to flirt, but throwing herself at men wasn’t the sort of thing she did. The truth was, she was a busy professional in the public eye. She rarely dated and even rarer wanted a roll in the sheets with a man. It just wasn’t worth the hassle if the guy decided to spill his guts the next day to some eager paparazzi eager to turn the tables on the nosy Jill Hope.
Even when she was interested, she had trouble. You didn’t achieve the kind of success she had without being an aggressive self-starter. That wasn’t something a lot of guys liked, even those in the industry.
She didn’t care most of the time. Quiet, demure women didn’t land exclusive interviews.
In the end, though, it all added up to the same thing: her battery-operated boyfriend was far more trusty and reliable, although not nearly as satisfying.
Jill wasn’t sure if Rollo had been joking or not. He might just turn around and thrown her out.
He didn’t do that. Instead, Rollo growled against her lips and tilted her head to the side. Her nipples hardened underneath her bra, and her panties grew wet. Well, wetter.
That reaction was why she went ahead and took the chance. Despite all the reasons she shouldn’t try and be with him, Rollo wasn’t afraid of her. In fact, when she’d kissed him earlier, she’d felt just how not afraid he was. He didn’t let her take control. He battled her for it, and something about that ignited a flame in her she didn’t even know existed.
Something about him pulled at her in a primal way. It wasn’t just him being a hybrid. She’d been around tons of hybrids, and although she’d felt attraction, she hadn’t felt such a strong call.
Jill decided not to worry. To hell with what was right or smart. To hell with everything but the growing hunger that burned inside her. She wanted to put that huge cock to the test.
She let her hands trail down his chest as their tongues battled. Her fingers slid over the thick muscles the farther down she went. A small smile played on his lips as she arrived at the edge of the seam of his pants.
It wasn’t just her. Nothing was worse than a one-way attraction. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him.
Rollo growled and pulled back from her lips to stare down at her. His eyes glowed brightly.
He gripped his button-down shirt and pulled the fabric apart. His buttons bounced against the floor as he tossed the shirt to the side.
Woah. Apparently, he was even more eager than she was.
Jill stared at the bare skin. Where her fingers had walked before, now she could see the exposed flesh there. The hard ridges flexed as he moved in toward her.
Rollo’s hands landed on her blouse, and for a moment she worried he might give it the same treatment. It wasn’t exactly cheap, but maybe it was the price she had to be willing to pay to be with him.
Instead he carefully unbuttoned the garment, going slowly as he did so. His rough fingers and knuckles brushed against her tender skin.
Her skin prickled at the feel of him and the anticipation of each button showing more and more of herself to him.
Jill cursed her damned white lace bra. It wasn’t very sexy all things considered, but she hadn’t really thought she’d be getting lucky with someone like Rollo when she’d picked it out.
The lustful hybrid reached the last button and let the shirt hang open. She swallowed.
“So soft,” Rollo mumbled.
Something about the sweet words said by the large man did something to her. Her center pulsed with warmth, and her breath caught.
He slid the blouse from her arms and let it flutter to the floor.
Jill let out a gasp when his hands came to either side of her and jerked her to his body, their chests just touching one another.
Even beneath her bra, she could feel the friction of the fabric as it scraped against his chest with each breath. Warmth continued to pool in her center.
Rollo continued to stare at her intently, his hungry gaze watching her face as warmth spread over her. This wasn’t like her. She didn’t become the blushing bride in the bedroom. And yet with him she couldn’t be anything but just that.
His fingers tugged at the zipper on her skirt. Soon, it lay on the ground with her blouse.
Rollo stepped forward. His gaze turned predatory, the look sending a zip to her center and making her heart race, exciting and frightening at the same time. Jill stepped back. Her back pressed against the wall.
He leaned down, his lips hovering just over hers.
“Do you know what you do to me?” he growled.
Rollo took her hand and guided it over the hard, thick length in his pants.
Jill took in sharp breaths. His presence overwhelmed all her senses, from his masculine musk to the thick muscles taking all her attention.
His rough hand trailed over her inner thigh, and she shivered when his fingers brushed over her wet panties.
Rollo breathed in deeply. “I can smell you,” he growled against her ear.
Jill’s lip quivered as he pressed his mouth to the shell. The vibration only turned her on more and made her wish he’d end her torture and just touch her in all the ways she wanted.
“You smell like flowers,” Rollo whispered. His lips trailed along her collarbone. His stubble scraped along her jaw. “You smell so fucking good I could just eat you up.”
Suddenly, Jill was feeling very much like Little Red Riding Hood. Only she was totally willing to let the wolf have his way.
Jill licked her lips and let her hand that was still pressed against him run over the thick length. Her fingers traced the outline of his thick head.
“Maybe you aren’t the only one,” she whispered.
A low, deep growl filled the room, and she yelped loudly as she was suddenly swooped up off her feet and into very large arms.
Rollo didn’t say anything as he carried her into his room. He was having a very hard time not ripping off the rest of their clothes and sinking into her. The thick sexual tension was all but suffocating him.
He placed her carefully on the bed and stared down at the sweet woman below him, the fire burning in him.
He hadn’t expected to see this side of her, this softer, less controlled side. Every other time, Jill seemed to know exactly what she was doing. But right now, as stared up at him, he could see she didn’t know what was coming next, and it excited her.
Rollo grinned as he reached down and yanked her panties off. She let out a little gasp, but he noticed she lifted her hips so he could. The garment landed somewhere across the room.
Next was the damned bra. He wanted to see all of her. No more clothes.
Jill seemed to read his mind and unhooked the front, letting her breasts spring out.
Beautiful rose-dusted pink tips stared back at him under the dim light leaking in from the living room. Never before had he been so thankful for his eyesight.
Rollo leaned forward and placed one of the peaks into his mouth as his hands pinched and rolled the other. Jill leaned her head back against the bed. Her eyes closed as she let out soft little moans.
After a bit, he switched sides. Her moans grew louder the longer he worked on her.
Every so often, Jill’s hips would buck against him. Rollo growled as his throbbing dick was nearly on fire with the need to be inside her. It pressed painfully against his zipper.
“Rollo,” she moaned.
He pulled away from her breast to stare at her.
“I need more,” she whispered. “I need you inside me, big man. Give me what I want.”
Rollo gave a short nod before pulling away. He was at his own damn limit anyway.
He unzipped and dropped his pants. She gasped, and pride swelled in him.
Sure, the hybrid had seen enough movies to know he was large, but it was nice to have that confirmed. Especially by her. Every part of him wanted to impress her. To own her in ways she’d never been owned.
Rollo climbed back onto the bed and nestled himself between her legs. The slick heat of her pussy coated him as he pressed his throbbing cock against her warm center.
Fuck, she felt so good against him, their bare flesh rubbing together.
He watched her face as he moved over her, their hips shifting to help spread her slick heat over him. Jill lay with her mouth open slightly, licking her lips as her eyes stayed closed.
Rollo stopped, and her eyes flew open.
He watched as she frowned slightly until he pulled back just enough to press his head at her opening.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
He wanted to watch her eyes as he pressed himself deep inside her.
Jill nodded and moaned a little as his thick head slipped past her lips.
Tight. So damn tight. The farther he pressed into her, the more he wanted to just shove in with all his might. But he knew he couldn’t. The way her fingers pressed into his ass meant she must be feeling the pressure.
When she hissed, Rollo stopped.
“Should I sto—” he began.
Jill’s hands gripped him hard as she jerked him forward. Her own hips pushed up to seat him fully inside her.
“Don’t you dare stop,” the blond woman moaned.
Rollo shivered as he pressed deep inside her. Her fingers still dug into him, holding him close as she shifted her hips under him. His head rubbed something inside her, and it took everything in him not to shoot his seed right there.
“Jill,” he grunted. “You’re killing me here.”
Her fingers loosened against his ass, and he moved back slightly, then pushed back inside.
Her lips parted, and her head tossed back against the pillow. This time he pulled back a little farther and pressed in again. A soft moan came from her.
Rollo moved inside her now freely, each time pulling further out and pressing in just a little faster. He moved in strong, swift strokes, each time pressing her hard against the bed.
After a bit he felt her fingers work down between them, feeling him as he slid in and out of her. Rollo sat back on his knees to watch her fingers as her hand moved over them. Eventually, she moved to rub fast circles over her clit.
“More,” Jill whispered.
It was all he needed.
Rollo lifted her legs up into his arms and held her ass as he hammered into her. Their bodies slapped hard against one another as they each chased their own orgasms.
He looked down between them and watched as his cock disappeared into her wet pussy. Her fingers still worked furiously over her clit.
Jill tensed, and suddenly her insides squeezed his cock. The rhythmic pull of her orgasm sent him over the edge as he pressed in as deeply as he could. His cock twitched as he released his seed deep inside her.
They stayed that way until each had come down from their release, taking heavy breaths. Rollo pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to her. He tossed the covers over them before tucking her small body against his own and drifting off to sleep.