The Scheme

When he picked up his phone again, I felt irritated, because I couldn’t get a good glimpse at the screen.

After he opened the ci

“Trey.” I didn’t miss his hesitation before he answered and then poured the sugar in the pan.

He was the worst liar.

For the first time, I was realizing I always talked about my doctor, but Brian never talked about another woman. I had never asked him if he was seeing someone else, and for some reason I couldn’t imagine Brian with another girl. Not like he couldn’t get any, I just assumed he was too busy with his job. Though he wasn’t solely mine, the thought made my chest hurt.

I stepped back while he hummed to himself. As he stirred his concoction, the scent of chocolate filtered through the air, and my whole body stiffened.

There were always the three days when I was working where he could maintain a relationship. If there was a girl, I wondered who this chick was. Was she beautiful? Blonde or brunette? Was she taller than me? Maybe someone who worked for the bank, like Beth?

I was making up all these different scenarios in my head, and it was starting to drive me bonkers. When he focused on his phone again, an almost growl escaped my throat. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the counter, disposing of my bra in the process, then slipped off my jeans and underwear and stood naked behind him.

He squinted, so focused on his phone that he didn’t even notice me without an article of clothing on.

Then he reached to the overhead cupboard and grabbed two cups. “All done,” he said, twisting toward me and reaching for the pot to pour the warm, light brown liquid into the mugs.

Abruptly, he spilled some of the drink on the counter as his eyes greedily roamed my body. “Ow, shit,” he said, before dropping the pot onto the stove. “Jeez, Kendy, I’m go

He held his finger with his hand, and I reached for it. “Does it hurt?” I asked seductively. “Because as you know, I am a nurse . . . with healing capabilities. I can make your boo-boo go away.”

He didn’t respond, but his eyes darkened when I stepped forward. Without losing eye contact, he turned off the stove behind him, and a ripple of excitement coursed through me.

I guess my hot cocoa will have to wait.

Taking his finger between my lips, I sucked hard and was rewarded by his deep intake of breath. As I sucked his finger in and out of my mouth, a delicious shudder went through me.

When I released him, we crashed together, his tongue down my throat as both of our hands worked on his belt. I pulled back, coming up for air as he dropped his jeans and stepped out of them. I reached for the hem of his shirt, peeling it off his body, and he complied by lifting his arms and tossing it behind him.

The bright florescent light from the kitchen heated up the room even more as it highlighted every defined muscle on his toned body. It was odd, but we’d never had sex under this much light.

I didn’t have time to be self-conscious as Brian picked me up by my waist, my legs wrapping around him as our lips crashed together again. He gently eased me onto the kitchen island as his lustful eyes raked over me. With one powerful hand, he trailed his fingers from my neck to my stomach to the swell of my hips, finally touching my core. He slipped a finger in me without warning as he trailed kisses along my stomach. I moaned, my back instinctively arching at the sensations ru

I bit my lip and peered down at him as he watched my reaction. My moans increased with each passing second as his stroking fingers sent jolts of pleasure throughout me. And the louder I got, the more intense his movements became. His warm tongue dipped into my navel, then moved to my hip, and then to my thigh and lower, until I felt him kissing my i

I raised my bottom, coercing him to go deeper. “Brian,” I exhaled. I wasn’t going to last long. Not when his mouth was working its magic.

***

BRIAN

Her body was exquisite, beautiful. The light illuminated her curvy figure perfectly, and the flawless span of her skin had me wanting to lick every part of her. The way she writhed under my hold had my cock ready to burst.

My tongue teased her sensitive nub, and I tightened my grip on her thighs, knowing she was close. As many times as we’d been together, I’d memorized her movements, knew when she was about to come. Losing patience, I slipped my finger in as my tongue moved with sensual purpose. I need to be in her. Soon.

Then, with one more flick against her sensitive clit, she came undone, screaming my name so loud her body shivered in ecstasy. Then I withdrew myself and reached for the box of condoms on the counter, thankful I’d remembered we’d ran out.

I slipped it over my length as she came down from her high, her breathing still erratic. I didn’t even wait for her to come back to reality before I swept her up.

She hooked her arms and legs around me as I carried her, our lips crashing together.

“I want you again,” she said breathlessly.

“Good, because I’m far from done with you.”

This girl was insatiable and, if anything, I was ready to give her what she needed, and be here to satisfy her every desire.

She pressed herself against me. I didn’t even make it to the bedroom as I crushed her within my embrace, pushed her against the wall, and entered her.

I bit her lip as I slowly moved in and out of her. The slapping of skin echoed through her apartment as our tongues danced against each other.

“Move to the couch,” she begged, gripping my hair tighter, pulling at the ends like she wanted to rip it out by its roots.

I wheeled around, obeying her command and, when I dropped to the couch, we lost co

My mouth circled around one of her breasts, sucking and teasing her nipples as she bounced up and down my length.

When her movements became erratic, my lips lost contact with her body, letting my head fall back. “Shit.” That familiar sensation rose up, intensifying, starting from the base of my shaft.

Gripping her by the waist, I controlled her movements. I lifted my head and saw the stark blue eyes of the hottest woman alive. As hard as it was, I refused to come before she did.

I felt the contractions begi

The pleasure was pure and explosive. We held onto each other as our panting subsided then I swept her hair to the side and kissed a searing path down her neck and shoulders.

I trailed my fingers down her delicate back and cuddled with her, feeling whole having her in my arms. Somewhere deep inside me, I knew we were breaking the rules. And before I realized what I was doing, I almost broke the biggest rule of them all. It was on the tip of my tongue, those three little words which would reveal how I felt about her.

When I was in this woman’s vicinity, all logic flew out the door. I knew what I needed to get done for tomorrow’s meeting, yet when I was with her, nothing else mattered except being with her. She completed me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed, until she’d flown into my life. Now I didn’t know what I’d do without her in it.