CHAPTER 19

JARED

There was something warm and wet wrapped around my dick, and I was ninety-nine percent sure I wasn’t dreaming. When it swirled around the head and flicked over the tip, the sound of my groan woke me up all the way, and I cracked open my eyes to find Alicia’s blonde head between my legs.

My first thoughts should have been about how the sunlight streaming into my bedroom meant that we were well into the morning and Alicia was still here. I didn’t do sleepovers—too many expectations created—but I hadn’t asked her to leave after we’d had the most scorchingly hot sex ever. So, of course, she was still here.

Or maybe my first thoughts should have been about how we were in my bedroom, the one where I slept and hadn’t ever fucked in. I certainly had never woken up with a woman in it before.

But it wasn’t any of those things. Alicia’s eyes were closed as she feasted on my cock, her hand wrapped around the base, and the only thought I could muster was, “Shit, baby. That feels so fucking good.”

Her blue eyes popped open to meet mine, blood rushing to her cheeks as she sat upright and raised both hands to tuck her hair behind her ears. “I’m sorry. I’ve just always wanted to do something like that. You know, waking someone up like that. I woke up a little while ago, and I finally got to look at you, and it... your... it was just there, and it was so hard, and it looked so good.”

The words left her in a fast ramble, and she looked so vulnerable and so damn embarrassed that I couldn’t resist opening my arms and pulling her into them. “Don’t be embarrassed. And don’t apologize. Trust me. I don’t mind. My body is at your disposal. Do with it what you will.”

As I said the words, I realized that they were entirely true. I wanted my body to be at her disposal, I wanted to be the one her sparkling blue eyes grew hungry for as her gaze raked over me, and I sure as shit wanted to be the one who woke up to her tongue curled around me.

“Are you sure?” she asked, pulling back to look into my eyes. “I wouldn’t want you to feel that I’d taken advantage of you.”

I laughed a little and placed my index finger under her chin to hold her eyes on mine. “I don’t feel that. Not at all. But if you feel that way, please feel free to take advantage of me anytime, anyplace, because that felt fucking amazing.”

“In fact,” I told her. “If there’s anything else you’ve always wanted to do, I’m completely at your service. If you wouldn’t mind being at mine, too, I’ve been having this fantasy about our new PR agent where I bend her over her desk and fuck her while she tries to hold back her screams so that the whole office doesn’t know what’s happening. It popped into my head the other day when I went to see her, and I’m pretty sure she would’ve yelled at me if she knew. Does that sound like something you’d be interested in making a reality for me? Not the yelling at me part, of course.”

Alicia’s eyes stayed on mine for the entire time that I talked, confusion edged into every one of her features when I finished.

“What are you doing?”

I knew what she was asking, but since I wasn’t really sure myself, I tried to deflect the question. “I’m telling you that it’s okay for you to use me to enact your sexual fantasies and that I have a few of my own that I wouldn’t mind acting out with you.”

Since Alicia was always busting my balls about something, had a take no prisoners attitude in general, and didn’t seem to be afraid to go after what she wanted, in bed or otherwise, it was relatively strange to see her like this. Unsure, her eyes filled with questions as she chewed on her lower lip.

Tugging it free with my thumb, I sighed and arched an eyebrow. “Now is not the time to go shy on me. Give it to me straight.”

“I’m just confused. Last night, you said that this wasn’t the start of anything, and before, when we talked about your… sexual habits, you said that being with you was a one-time thing. Now, you’re talking as if there is going to be a next time, a lot of next times, actually.”

“I know what I said, and I still don’t want a relationship. If we do decide to continue with this, it wouldn’t mean that we were dating or anything.” I should have just pushed her back down onto my dick when she first lifted her head off of it, but now that we were having this conversation, I knew that there was no getting out of it.

“What would this be, then?”

Great fucking question. I had no idea. I just knew that I wanted more sex like we had last night and more mornings waking up with her magic mouth on me. “Does it need a name? Do you want it to have been a one-time only thing?”

I hadn’t considered it might be what she’d wanted. One night with a rock star to tell her friends about. The thought made me form a fist around the sheets with the hand resting there.

“No, I guess it doesn’t need a name. And I definitely didn’t want it to be a one-time thing.” She paused, looking like she was searching for the right words. “Should we just have fun, and see where we go?”

“Sounds like a plan,” I told her. It sounded like a fucking good plan to me. “As long as you understand that we’re not dating.”

Alicia nodded. “I understand. We’re only having fun. When it stops being fun, then we stop.”

Being with her last night was definitely fun. “I can get behind having fun.”

It had been so much fun. The memory of how her inner muscles had gripped me so tightly was suddenly at the forefront of my mind. Now that I knew for sure I was going to have her again and we were on the same page about what we were—and what we weren’t, more specifically—I was raring to go again.

I remembered how silky smooth she was and how hot she was when she sank onto me. How fucking sexy she was when she came for me. My cock hardened until I was throbbing with the need for release.

I needed to come. Badly.

“Are we done with this conversation?” My hand crept up the inside of Alicia’s thigh, my intentions crystal clear. I just hoped she was as ready for this as I was because I needed her to come. Ladies first and all.

And don’t you fucking forget it. I nearly groaned my frustration out loud, but I was a big boy. I could wait my turn, even if I was so hard that I could probably hammer nails into a solid brick wall with this fucking hard-on.

Praying to the gods of horniness that I would find her wet and ready again, my hand continued on its mission, but Alicia stopped me.

Christ. She wanted to carry on talking. Fuck. Her fingers closed around my wrist, and she removed my hand from her leg. Then I noticed that she was wearing a sexy as shit, devilish smile and wagging her finger at me.

“We are done with this conversation, but remember where it started. You gave me the go-ahead to take advantage of you, and I fully intend on taking you up on that.”

This time, I couldn’t hold back my groan. “Are you saying you want to blow me before I get you off?”

Alicia’s teeth sank into the corner of her lower lip. She nodded and let her hair trail down my body as she crawled back into the position that I’d woken up to find her in. The sight itself nearly set me off, but I’ve never been one to pull the trigger early, and I wasn’t about to start now. This was her fantasy, the least I could do was let her play it out.

Lucky bastard.

Excitement was shining in her eyes when she looked up at me and planted her hands on my thighs. “Let me know if I’m doing something wrong. I haven’t really done this much before.”

I was trying to comprehend what the fuck that meant when she leaned over to suck my head gently into her mouth as if she were afraid of hurting me. My hips nearly came off the bed, and a deep groan of satisfaction rumbled from my chest when she started working my length with her fist, sucking and licking and kissing me fervently.

Stroking her cheek, my eyes stayed glued to where my cock was parting her lips, while my other hand tightened on the sheets. I was so hard, I wondered if I was going to explode in the first damn minute.

I couldn’t allow that to happen, even as my cock pulsed and swelled. The pressure made my ears ring, my breathing grow heavy, and my vision go hazy.

I lost all track of time as she worked me over, her hands and mouth never stilling, her tongue flicking and licking me into blissful oblivion. The hand she wasn’t using to drive me fucking insane closed over my balls, warm and small as she played with them. “Oh fuck.”

She moaned right along with me, the vibrations of it making the pleasure even more intense. Clenching my teeth, my muscles flexed as my body took control from my mind. Heat snaked up my shaft, and the pleasure center of my brain would probably have been lit up brighter than Rockefeller Center at Christmas if someone had been scanning me.

“So fucking good,” I bit out. “I’m close, so fucking close.” I grunted and moaned when instead of pulling back, she redoubled her efforts. Her head jumped up and down, and her eyes locked on mine.

My back bowed, and my muscles tightened and locked as heat thundered through me. Then I was coming so hard that I nearly blacked out.