1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Shawn

“ Y ou sure are a pretty thing,” I told the black hair, blue-eyed beauty before me. And it wasn’t just a line. The woman was stunning. Easily six feet, which was hardly seen in women. For once, I didn’t feel like I towered over her at my 6’6 height.

“Bet you say that to all the girls.

Sass, I liked that. So, beauty and humor; my dream gal.

“Sure, but none call me on it. Most just fawn over it.”

“I’m not most.”

“No, you are not.” I held my hand out to her, watching as she eyed it before placing her hand there. “I’m Shawn.”

“Marketa.”

“Unique name.”

“Thanks. My mom thought so too, before she split.” There was no malice in her voice, just a statement of truth and I liked that. “So, why did you seek me out?”

“Truth?”

“Only thing I’ll ever ask of you.”

“You captured my attention the moment you walked through the door. First of all, women are hardly as tall as you, unless they come from the WNBA. Second, your eyes. The way the light bounced off of them, I wasn’t sure I was in blue waters, deep blue depths, or staring into something that rivaled the sky. They’re unique. I had to come say hi.”

“Smooth talker, too!” She might be teasing, but the glint in her eye and the smile on her lips showed me far more than the tease. “Thank you. Most men just say how tall I am and let it go.”

“Well, Shorty, your legs are killer, they go on for miles for sure. But, for me, it was your eyes. However, I got to say that I love that smile just as much as your eyes, I think.”

“Huh.”

I cocked my head at that one word. I wasn’t lying when I said she had my focus the moment I saw her. And sure, the first thoughts running through my head were entirely PG. However, the next moment after that, all I could think about was that straight black hair, held up by my hand as her mouth bobbed on my dick. I thought about those fucking killer legs wrapped around me as I slammed into her against a wall. I pictured staring into those eyes as they blazed a brilliant ice blue while my tongue was buried in her cunt.

So, from PG straight to NC-17 and beyond in mere seconds.

I had no qualms about it.

Did I also mention that finding women who were close to my height was impossible. So, for me, yes, she stuck out. And sorry but screwing a woman just as tall as I was, was even better. No rough mechanics to work. Which meant far more fun for pleasure.

“Huh?” I repeated and she nodded.

“Good answer.”

That was all the warning I had before her mouth was on mine.

Guess what?

Not only was she a stunner, but this woman could kiss. Her lips on mine had them heating up to a point I hadn’t realized they could. And the way she was rubbing herself against my body? I was totally, completely, no-looking-back at her mercy.

And I. Fucking. Didn’t. Care.

Being a pro basketball player had its perks, women tossing themselves at you left and right, was one of them. However, much to the complaint of a lot of my teammates, I was picky. Again, shorter women just didn’t cut it for me.

Finally, I broke the kiss, needed a moment to regain the sanity that she just sucked out. Fuck, who was this woman? Where did she come from? Why hadn’t I seen her before?

“We gonna give everyone a show?” I teased her, holding onto her hips tightly. Hell, if I was letting her escape.

“No, this is between us. But I don’t know this club, do you?”

“Enough,” I said, turning us around and taking her hand, leading her to a back corner. I hadn’t been with anyone who was ever down for some public sex. Wasn’t sure I was even into it. But shit, I was turned on at the mere thought of sliding into her, her crying out, where anyone could see us and hear us. Then again, I probably hadn’t really gone soft with the previous thoughts in my head either.

“This works,” she said as I gently pushed her against the wall, her lips once more attacking mine. Damn it, I couldn’t think when she was doing that. How the fuck was I going to function? She was stealing everything, soul, sanity, brain cells.

Not that I was complaining!

I let my hands slip under her shirt and then move upward, cupping her tits, my fingers rolling her nipples as my tongue battled hers, swallowing the moans she was releasing.

Yup, add that to all the blood traveling south, making my dick rage.

I needed to be in her.

Needed to feel her tight, wet, pussy wrapping around me.

With that, I moved a hand downward, lifting her skirt up, glad she had the subtle foresight to think of something with easy access.

I slipped my finger over her slit, groaning myself at the wetness I felt there. She was so turned on.

“Shawn,” she moaned, this time breaking the kiss. Her head laid back and I kissed over her throat as I slid my finger inside. Damn, she was tight. “Fuck me, now. Don’t tease me. I’m wet enough for you.”

“Tell me what you mean,” I teased, nipping at her collarbone before pulling back to undo my pants and push them down slightly.

Then I froze.

“What is it?”

“I don’t have a condom. I didn’t put one in my pocket ‘cause this isn’t something I do, hook up with women in a dark corner.”

Her eyes searched mine before she smirked, pulling me close again.

“I’m on the pill. Every day. Don’t miss a beat. Now, please fuck me.”

Music to my ears. I pushed my pants down a little more than wrapped my arms around her and lifted her, grinning as her ankles locked around my ass.

“I’m clean,” I told her, giddy as she told me she was too. Without further thought, I slipped into her, nearly coming undone at the tightness that I knew I was going to be feeling. I was so fucking right. And feeling that, having the living delights being squeezed out of my cock by her amazing pussy, yeah, I knew I wasn’t going to last long.

“Jesus, Shawn, no one has filled me like that,” she moaned into my neck. Then she licked, nipped, and sucked and I was driving even faster into her. I hadn’t had a woman who thought kissing my neck was a good thing, so to feel her tingling lips on my skin where I knew I was beyond sensitive, was driving me out of what little mind I had left.

“Fuck, Marketa, I’m close.”

“So am I. Take us over the edge.” Before I could think, her legs locked me tighter, her heels were digging in my ass, and her muscles clenched me, squeezing me to the point of blacking out. And I loved every minute of it.

I pushed her even more against the wall, driving into her faster, harder, not giving a rat’s ass who heard our cries of passion because all that mattered was this stunning siren in my arms who was causing me to see stars that I never knew about. All that mattered was how this woman was making me feel, how she was pushing me to the edge.

How she made me come before her!

FUCK!

My eyes snapped open, not sure how the hell that happened, how I could ignore the signs. But she didn’t seem to mind. So, I reached between us, rubbing my thumb over her clit, cursing all over again as she came, squeezing me even tighter, and I felt another orgasm rake over me.

Who the fuck was this woman?