Chapter Six

Karmen Jones

Every single word that falls from his lips

is exactly what I have been wanting to hear for years. My heart is

beating so hard I fear it will crack a damn rib as I watch him. I

don’t want him to say anything he’ll regret once he’s sober.

“I think we should talk once you’re

sober.”

He laughs harshly. “Figured you wouldn’t

believe me.”

“I believe every word out of your mouth. But

I don’t want you to regret making life-changing decisions once

you’re sober.”

“I’m not drunk,” he says with a smirk.

“You’ve seen me drunk, this isn’t it.”

“Regardless…”

“Woman, shut up,” he interrupts. “I don’t

care if we have to stay in this room until tomorrow for you to

believe me. You aren’t leaving until we sort this out.”

“And what does that look like, Wesley?”

“Let me show you.”

He grabs me behind my head and slams his

lips to mine once more. The faint taste of bourbon still lingers as

he pushes his tongue into my mouth. He adjusts me, helping me

straddle him in his chair.

He grinds his jean-covered erection against

my sex and I can’t hold back the moan that falls from my lips. He

kisses along my neck until his lips reach the lace cup of my

bra.

“You need to tell me to stop,” he says

against the skin of my breast.

“Fuck, no,” I murmur. “I’ve been thinking of

this for a long time.”

“Thinking about what?”

He waits patiently for me to reply but I’m

suddenly shy. I don’t how to explain the dirty things I have been

imagining him doing to me for years. Instead, I take his left hand

and place it on my breast. A small smile plays at his lips as his

fingers skim along my cleavage.

“You skin is so soft.”

“Thank you?”

Wesley chuckles as his finger glides over

the lace to where my nipple is hidden. The little nub hardens the

moment he touches it, and a soft moan falls from my lips.

“You’re so responsive,” he murmurs. “I bet

your pussy is nice and wet.”

“Shit,” I hiss.

No has ever spoken to me this way. No one

has ever touched me before and I am holding my breath in

anticipation of what he is going to do next.

He slides my bra straps down my arms before

reaching around me. “I’m going to take this off now. I’ve wondered

for years what these tits would look like.”

He feels around with a frown while I laugh.

“Here,” I say, unsnapping the clasp between my breasts and allowing

them to fall free.

“Fuck,” he curses, grinding his cock against

me as he stares at my breasts.

“Are they okay?” I ask self-consciously, my

nervousness and naivety showing.

“Fucking perfect.” His hands mold to the

globes, softly fondling them.

“I always thought they were too big,” I say

without thinking. “I wanted perky little ones like my friends.”

“You have a spectacular rack,” he murmurs

before sucking on my left nipple.

Damn, that’s good. My body is bombarded by

all these new feelings, and I can’t wait to explore more.

****

Wesley Blake

She’s stunning, just like I always knew she

would be. I want to strip her naked and worship every inch of her

body until she screams my name and scores her nails down my back. I

want to devour her and mark her and make sure she knows she belongs

to me. I want the whole world to know she is mine.

Losing a loved one offers clarity.

I once told her to live her best life to

honor her brother’s memory and that I would do the same. But I

haven’t. I’ve been holding back out of some twisted sense of

loyalty. I was keeping a promise to take care of her, but I was

doing it in the wrong way. I’m the best man for her, I can protect

her and make her happier than anyone else can. And I fully intend

to prove it.

Grabbing her by the ass, I stand with her in

my arms. It only takes three strides to reach the bed where I lay

her down as I hold myself up over her. Gently, I push her hair off

her forehead before speaking.

“I’m not going to fuck you,” I say softly.

She frowns and I continue before she can interrupt. “I want you to

know I am stone-cold sober the first time we are together. I don’t

want a single doubt in your mind that this is what I want.”

“Wes…”

“But I am going to strip you naked and make

you scream my name before we get some sleep. The next couple of

days are going to be hard on all of us.”

She grabs my shirt and pulls it up my back

and over my head. “I better not be the only one naked.”

A chuckle leaves me as I work on her shorts

before pushing them down her body. I stare at her perfectly waxed

pussy, licking my lips.

“Spread your legs,” I demand.

She slowly does what I ask and the

anticipation of getting what I want only makes this whole situation

better. I run my middle finger between her lips slowly, enjoying

the wetness and heat there. Her entire body bows off the bed when I

make contact with her little clit, and I can’t help but smile.

“You’re so wet, Karmen.” She flushes bright

red, and I remember her words from last night. She’s a virgin. “Has

anyone ever touched you?” I ask sliding a single finger into her

sex.

“No,” she answers on a moan. “I wanted…”

But she doesn’t finish her sentence, the

shallow pump of my finger sending pleasure through her and causing

her to gasp.

“What did you want?” I’m toying with her,

and I probably shouldn’t push her limits, but I want her to say it

out loud. “Tell me, babe.”

She mewls when my finger stops moving. “You.

I wanted you, Wesley.”

“Good girl,” I praise. “I think you deserve

a reward.” I slowly pump my finger into her a few times, watching

her tits shake with every harsh breath as she chases the

pleasure.

“Please,” she mumbles, barely coherent.

I lean down to whisper in her ear. “I’m

going to eat your pussy until you come in my mouth and then I’m

going to do it again and again until you can’t feel these sexy

fucking legs.”

“Oh, God!” she cries out, her pussy

fluttering around my finger as an orgasm steals over her.

“And then, we are going to sleep.” I bite

the lobe of her ear as I pet her pussy through the aftershocks.

“And when we wake up, I’m going to fuck you until you believe me

when I say I want you to be mine.”

I lower myself down her body until my

shoulders push her thighs apart and my mouth is barely an inch

above her glistening sex. I run my tongue from her asshole to her

clit once before looking up at her. I find her gaze locked on me

and I can’t hold back my smirk before I draw her clit into my mouth

and a scream bursts free from her.