All You Need Is Love (7 page)

Julia gave a hoot of laughter. “Honey, I hate to break the news to you, but you did
not
invent that particular move. Besides,” she added suggestively, her hand sliding along the hard muscles of his thigh, “if I know you as well as I think I do, then you’ve certainly got some other new little tricks you can show me tonight.”

Nathan bit down on his lip to stifle a groan as her seeking hand grew bolder. “Uh, yeah, I’m betting I can think of something. You, ah, do provide me a great deal of inspiration, after all.”

Her fingers traveled lightly over his pulsing erection. “Yes, I can tell,” she whispered. “I’ll just have to keep finding ways to – inspire you.”

This time he didn’t bother to stifle the groan that escaped his lips as her hand continued to stroke his cock through his suit trousers. Nathan grasped her chin, holding her head still for his kiss – a kiss that was long and deep and a whole lot dirty. At the same time, he slid his hand under her dress, his fingers trailing along one silk-covered thigh until they brushed against the very damp crotch of her lacy thong.

Julia squirmed on the seat, her body already primed and ready from all the kissing and cuddling they had engaged in all evening. Both of them were also more than a little tipsy from all the wine, champagne and post-dinner cocktails they had imbibed, the alcohol seeming to loosen their inhibitions even further until they were practically crawling over each other in an attempt to get even closer.

The cab driver chose to mostly ignore their heated make-out session in the back seat, but the same couldn’t be said for the carload of horny, voyeuristic teen-aged boys in the lane to their left. It was the enthusiastic honking of the car’s horn that finally caused Nathan to stop kissing his very eager fiancée and lift his head. When he saw the three grinning faces pressed against the car windows, all giving him the thumbs-up, he flushed a bright shade of red and gingerly eased Julia off his lap.

“Uh, baby, we sort of have an audience,” he whispered urgently, indicating his head to the left.

“Hmm?” Julia was still more than a little dazed from the way he’d been all but devouring her mouth and how she’d been basically dry-humping him very, very eagerly. She lifted her gaze and then gave a shriek of alarm when she spied the leering masculine faces directed her way, in particular the one in the middle who was even now making a rather obscene gesture that she didn’t even want to try and interpret.

“Oh, God.” Mortified, she hid her face in her hands and scooted several inches away from Nathan. “What in the world is he doing with his hands anyway?”

Nathan grimaced, then scowled at the horny young men before patting Julia on the shoulder. “Uh, trust me, you don’t want me to explain. It would just really, really gross you out. Ah, good, they’re turning left up here.”

Still hiding her face, Julia shook her head. “I can’t believe we were just being gawked at that way. Don’t their parents teach them any manners?”

He burst out laughing, and cuddled her close. “Baby, they all looked about fifteen years old and bursting with hormones. Good manners are the last thing on their minds, trust me. Right about now they’re probably all fantasizing about humping you themselves. Which means I’ve got the brainpower of a high school sophomore, because I’m having the exact same fantasy.”

She gazed up at him warily. “Care to elaborate? Or not, depending on your answer.”

Nathan pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Relax. It doesn’t involve doing you in the back seat of a taxi, all right? That particular scenario is not, nor has it ever been, on my sexual bucket list.”

In spite of herself, Julia couldn’t help giggling. “Your sexual – what? Is that for real or something that just popped into your brain? Your very dirty brain, I might add.”

He gave her one of those wicked grins that never, ever failed to get her excited. “Oh, no. It’s definitely real. Though I must say the list has shrunk a lot since I met you. I’m always having to think of new things to add to it since you and I have, uh, already checked most of the items off the list.”

“I see,” she murmured, her teeth nipping at his earlobe. “Maybe you should share this so-called list with me sometime, see if we can put our heads together and make sure you haven’t missed anything.”

He slid his hand down her hip and squeezed an ass cheek. “Just to clarify – this list only exists in my head right now, nothing has ever been written down. Though we could certainly do that sometime. As for putting things together – my thoughts exactly, except it wasn’t our heads I was visualizing.”

Julia used her index finger to trace a long, slow path down his still-throbbing erection. “Hmm, maybe one of your heads and a different part of my anatomy?”

Nathan clamped his hand over her wrist and moved her hand away – reluctantly. “Let’s, uh, hold off on any further discussion of our respective anatomies until we’re home. Which should – thank, Christ – be in about five minutes or less.”

She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. “Spoilsport. Fine, have it your way. In the meanwhile, why don’t you tell me about something that
is
on this so-called sexual bucket list of yours? Since getting it on in the back of a cab didn’t make the cut.”

He kneaded the back of her neck, a soothing but also arousing motion that he knew all too well how much she loved. “How do you feel about stretch limos?”

“Hmm.” Julia pretended to seriously consider his idea. “I assume this limo has a privacy panel?”

“Of course. Soundproofing and tinted windows as well.” His fingers slid into her scalp, and she almost purred at the sensual little massage. “I’d slip the driver an extra hundred bucks or so to just take us for a nice long ride somewhere. Meanwhile, you’d be taking me for a good, hard ride of your own.” He leaned over to lick the side of her neck before whispering in a low, suggestive tone, “We could have ourselves a real good time, baby.”

“Umm.” Her head fell back against the seat as he continued to trail a series of hot, open-mouthed kisses along her neck. “I’d – ah – give that item some serious consideration. In fact, it sounds really, really hot. What are we doing next weekend?”

Nathan chuckled. “You bad girl. Frankly, I was sort of joking about the idea, but based on your reaction maybe I’ll add it to my list after all.”

Despite their previous resolve to behave until they got home, it seemed their lust-addled brains had other ideas entirely because within seconds they were back at it hot and heavy, kissing and touching and moaning, going at each other like a couple of animals in heat. This time it was the cab driver’s very loud and pointed “harrumph” that finally alerted them to the fact that they were home, and being observed with a knowing smirk.

Completely humiliated, Julia ducked her head and almost fell out of the cab in her eagerness to escape, bracing herself against the side of the vehicle when her sky-high heels caused her to totter precariously. She refused, absolutely
refused
, to even glance in the direction of the driver but she could certainly hear him chuckling as Nathan paid the fare.

As soon as Nathan appeared by her side, she clutched his arm and hid her face against his suit jacket, mumbling in a low voice, “God, just get us upstairs! Now! Before I die of embarrassment right here on the sidewalk.”

His chest was rumbling with laughter as he wrapped his arms about her, shielding her from the cab driver who was lingering a bit too long on the sidewalk, no doubt hoping the two lovebirds would resume their amorous activities. Nathan was wise enough not to share with Julia the rather ribald comment the driver had just made, figuring she’d been shamed enough this evening.

And he was doubly glad he’d chosen to keep his mouth shut, because as soon as he locked the door behind them, Julia was flinging herself into his arms and pulling his mouth down to meet her very eager – and very dirty – kiss. Growling, he shoved her up against the closest wall, not bothering to turn on a light, and nestled his cock – which felt like it was going to explode any second – up against the cleft of her thighs. She whimpered beneath the bruising pressure of his lips and tongue as they ravaged her mouth, and ground her pelvis against his erection as he continued to dry hump her.

“Nathan,” she groaned, her voice low and breathy. “Oh, God, I’m so close already – so -”

Before she could finish her rather incoherent sentence, he had already sunk to his knees and was pulling the short hem of her dress up until it was bunched around her hips, murmuring to her teasingly, “Ladies first, baby.” And then he could only stare in jaw-dropping awe at what she was wearing beneath her dress.

“Jesus, you are so fucking hot,” he hissed, his hands running up and down her shapely thighs, encased in sheer, silky stocking that were clipped to ivory lace garters. He hadn’t been home in time from the baseball game he’d attended with several friends to watch her get dressed for their evening out– Julia had rather snottily taunted him with the fact that both he
and
his team had lost out today. She wore some sort of short, skintight slip of ivory silk and lace to which the garters were attached. The matching thong was so tiny it might as well not have even existed.

Nathan somehow managed to summon enough control not to tear the fragile scrap of nothingness from her body, his brain fuzzily recalling that she liked very pricey undies and that he wasn’t of the mindset to shell out another fifty bucks for something that weighed less than a piece of Kleenex. He shoved the hem of the slip-like garment up before pushing the tiny thong down past her knees, groaning when he realized she was already so wet that little pearly rivulets were trickling down the insides of her thighs.

Julia’s whole body quivered at the first touch of his tongue between her legs, and she shoved her hands into his thick hair, pulling his head in close. “Yesss,” she cried, even as his tongue rimmed the creamy wet entrance to her body, his thumb rasping over her clit at the same time. He slid two fingers deep inside her drenched slit, her hips immediately beginning to move in sync with his thrusts. And then, almost at the exact moment he sucked her clit between his lips, she climaxed, her hands pulling on his hair as she silently urged him to continue.

He knew he ought to let her recover for a few minutes, especially given the way her legs were shaking, but he was too needy, his body practically screaming for release by this point. He surged to his feet, then promptly tore off his suit jacket, yanked off his tie, and unzipped his fly before grabbing her hand.

“Take it out,” he rasped harshly. “I was a gentleman and got you off first, but now it’s time for me to be that bad boy you know you love. My turn, baby.”

Julia was too dazed from the climax he’d just wrenched from her pliant body to even think of arguing, and merely sunk to her knees in front of him. At his bidding, she drew out the hot, throbbing length of his dick, her tongue automatically licking off the thick, salty beads of pre-cum that were dribbling out. And then she took him fully inside her mouth, and Nathan knew there was no possible way he was going to last more than a few more seconds. Clumsily, he unbuckled his belt and somehow managed to shove his pants and briefs down his legs in order to give her more leverage.

His head fell back against the same wall he’d just pinned her against moments ago, his own hands now tangled in her glossy curls as she worked him with that sweet, delicious mouth of hers. The groan that escaped his lips was long and loud and almost as satisfying as the way his gorgeous girl was pleasuring him, her lips sliding up and down the thick, pulsing length of his cock, her tongue flicking over the ultra-sensitive head with little flutters.

And when he was close, oh, so close, she very cunningly began to insert her index finger up inside his anus, finding the tiny bulb of his prostate gland and pressing down on it just the way he’d taught her.

“Oh! Oh, Christ!” he yelled, just before he came powerfully, his cock spurting streams of hot, sticky semen as fast as she could swallow it. “Jesus, ah God, don’t stop, baby! Oh, fuck, that’s so good, Julia, so fucking good! Yeah, baby, that’s the way I like it. God, I love you, Julia!”

His hoarse cries of encouragement seemed to egg her on even further, as she continued to suck him off with enthusiasm, one hand pumping his cock while the other continued to gently massage his most sensitive spot. Finally spent, Nathan virtually collapsed in a heap on the floor next to her, pulling her into his arms as they both sat with their backs against the wall.

“I take it all back,” he murmured in a hoarse, barely audible voice. “If Tessa can pull that trick off even half as good as you just did, Ian is going to owe you big time. For life.”

Julia laughed softly, even as she began to unbutton his shirt and nuzzle her face against his bare, damp chest. “Well, even though tonight wasn’t
your
birthday, I figured you deserved a special treat anyway. I felt a little bit guilty for sharing your favorite move with Tessa.”

He kissed her softly, tasting the blended flavors of their male and female essences on his tongue. It made for a heady, almost aphrodisiacal combination. Nathan smiled ruefully to see the mess he’d made of her hair, and how her dress was still shoved up almost to her waist. He didn’t have to look at himself in the mirror to know he was even more disheveled, with his pants still tangled around his ankles, his shirt clinging damply to his heaving chest, and his own hair likely sticking up in half a dozen places.

It was almost always like this with the two of them, however, he thought with a wicked grin. The sex was always hot, usually more than a little dirty, and starting to edge a bit towards the kinky side as well. Most of the time, Julia really, really liked it when he bossed her around in the bedroom, and especially the occasional encounters when he might bind her hands together with one of his ties, or blindfold her with a silk scarf. He hadn’t been kidding earlier when he’d told her that the two of them had already checked off a whole bunch of his sexual fantasies.

And while she was more often than not willing to cede him control of their sexual encounters, there were certainly numerous occasions when she took charge, and it was always a wild ride when she did. He loved both sides of her equally – the sexy submissive and the delectable dominatrix. She was the perfect woman, both in and out of bed, and he thanked his lucky stars several times a day that she was his. And in less than two months, she would well and truly be his – his bride, his wife, his partner for the rest of their lives together.