Love In the Red Zone (Connecticut Kings Book 1) (30 page)

“She’s going home to let off the steam you and Trent built down here,” Zoey whispered. I couldn’t help a sheepish giggle. “Girl, no need to be prudish, I’m going home to let it rip after that! That was hot! Who knew?”

I sure as hell didn’t, and I live with the man.

“That was insane,” I murmured while trying to comb my hair into a decent style. “That’s all I know!”

Zoey laughed. “Come on. They’re going to kick us out. Our time is up now.”

The ride home was crazy quiet and long as hell. Jade hadn’t spoken a word since leaving the bowling alley. I believed if there was fault to lay it would be on me for getting so loose and letting Al gas my head. I ain’t never been no damn stripper. It was just some shit I picked up from my uncles and cousins who stripped at mad places like
Club Escape
, back in Camden when I was kid. I spent a lot of idle time with them when I didn’t have shit else to do. And outside of football, I ain’t have shit else to do…that was legal, anyway. Some things stick to the psyche, and that was one of them. I only did shit like that to entertain my friends as I entertained the ladies, and vice versa. 

But this was different. I liked this girl. A lot. I didn’t want her thinking I was some damn horny clown. I wasn’t a cornball who took center stage to make his friends laugh. And more than that, my agreeing to dance for her backfired: I now wanted her more than ever. I could literally smell her arousal when I grinded on her. Throwing her face into my cock made me painfully hard. I knew Jade well enough to know what she was working with as far as her head game. Sex was a different matter, though I had no doubt that would be interesting, too.

Damn!

I wanted to smack the steering wheel.
What the hell I get myself into?
One thing was for damn sure: I couldn’t share my bed with her tonight. No way! Unless I was buried balls deep inside her, there was no way I would torture myself with that proximity. I could sleep in Kyree’s room
. The hell with that
.   

We pulled into the garage and Jade walked into the house first, still not saying shit. I rubbed my face roughly with my palms. I didn’t know what to say or do. I just wanted to do the right thing. And I wanted her.

She stopped in the wash room to take off her coat and booties. I pulled out of my goose, kicked off my
Timbs
by the door, and found myself following behind her little ass again. She pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge and strutted on her toes out into the hall.

“You going to bed?”

“It’s late,” she answered without turning back to look at me.

I stayed on her heels, watching the faint small of her back from her belly shirt vibrate with every step she took. She was mad, probably just as frustrated as I was. When she hit the middle of the stairway I couldn’t take it.

“Hold up, J!” I called out from the bottom, gripping the rounded end of the banister.

She stopped, but didn’t turn to face me.

“Shit, man, I want this, too,” I just came with it. No damn pretenses. I wanted her.

She exhaled, her eyes to the top of the landing. “You’ve said that. Like a gazillion times, Trent. Mind telling me something new?”

I let out a heavy breath myself.
I just wanna do the right thing
.

Well, it’s do or die, man
…

“Fuck this…” I swore underneath my breath then leaped up the stairs, taking three at a time.

I was on her ass in two seconds, could hear the air pushed from her lungs when her back hit the wall. The bottle of water dropped from her hands and bounced down the stairs. I threw my tongue in her mouth and swiped until I found hers. I sucked on it, pulling her arms above her head. I tasted her thick, faintly painted lips while I found the zipper on her shirt and yanked it down. My mouth traced the open trail.
Fuck!
She was so short and soft, smelled sweet, and tasted even better. My hand fought with her belt, and my greedy mouth sucked her hard nipples through the lace of her bra.

Jade made noises that stirred my need for her. I could tell she tried to stay quiet, but I didn’t want her to. I wanted to drown in everything she had. Suddenly, her jeans were open and I was pushing them down. She helped, kicking them off. In haste, she slipped, almost falling after her jeans, but I caught her little ass and placed it on the step. Needing her fully naked, I unclipped and pulled off her bra.

Damn
…

I knew what she was hitting at in general: I’d seen her nipples enough through little ass shirts around the house. But… Her tits looked even better nude. They were an easy D cup with wide ass brown areolas. Jade pushed at her matching brown panties first, her mouth parted, and she breathed heavily. I smacked her hands away and pulled them down her legs. I got a nice waft of her pussy. I knew that scent. Had been tortured by it for a minute now with her sharing my bed and eventually tasting it, losing my damn mind. My dick pushed against my briefs, begging for a peek, too. I swiped over her mound, and she automatically spread her thighs for me to do more. Her hair was cut low, and I could see her shade of pink between her labia. My hand swiped there, too.

Muthafuckin
…

It felt like gel. Jade was so wet, I wondered how often she’d walked around my house this aroused. She was hurting me at every discovery of her. Her head fell back, rocked from side to side as she let go of a soft cry. I reared, moving down a few steps until my head was at her torso level. I placed my hands aside her, covering her little frame and then some. My tongue knocked against her right nipple, back and forth, back and forth, until I sucked in as much of her boob that could fit my mouth. She made the slushing sound with her mouth, arching her back to feed me.

“Trent,” she whispered like she was in pain.

Her little hands gripped the back of my head, and her pussy pumped into my chest. I went over to her left tit and did the same. She smelled great, tasted amazing, felt impossible. Two things ran through my mind: I was finally doing it, and how did I wait so damn long? I lifted to pull off my shirts, and as I did, I could see all of her spread between a few steps, writhing, opened to me. My mouth opened wide and tongue extended as I descended on her, swiping her swollen clit. It was thick and long like a budding flower. I licked through a layer of gel before tasting her flesh. It was like licking away the frosting before eating the actual cup cake.

“So fucking good,” I was hardly able to get out in between my tongue’s dips and swirling.

Jade cried out in response. Her hips pumped into my face. My tongue dropped into her river, twirling as I pulled up and out. I cupped her breasts and flicked her nipples, hard like crystals. When I sucked her clit between my lips and pulled, her thrusts turned into vibrations she couldn’t control. Then her moans turned into harsh screams, and I could’ve come in my damn pants when I felt a gush of goo hit the bottom of my face. Fingers pressed into the back of my head and neck had me not caring about breathing.

“
When you cross that line, there is no turning back. With this one, you’re going to have to face the decision of making her your wife or figuring out how she will pack up her son and leave your house with the least incident. Be prepared to make that pivotal call.
” Ezra’s heeding played in the backdrop of my conscious.

For the first time, being here and experiencing this side of her femininity,
STOP!
no longer screamed loudly in my mind. Now, all I wanted to do was claim her. It felt so natural. We’d crossed so many lines, established so many norms together. This would be the first of many crucial ones that we’d have to take on. I wanted Jade that damn bad. All of her.

I pushed up to my feet, unhooking my belt, dropping my jeans to my ankles, and releasing my wood from my briefs. Jade laid compromised on the steps watching me. I lifted her to straddle me and turned for the wall. Our eyes met and the air suspended around us. I could hear the deep swallow I made over her severe pants. I didn’t know how to lead us into this new passage, but felt like I should.

When Jade pulled me into her mouth by the back of my head, my hips automatically dipped. The head of my cock met her opening and she flinched, mouth still working against mine. I reached down and guided it to the accurate target. The moment I felt the first inch of her cushioned walls, I knew I loved her. My head fell in the crook of her shoulder and I blew out a long breath. This wasn’t ordinary. I’d been between enough legs in my life to know ordinary. Every vagina is a different, but their qualities are of a short range: really wet, rather dry, nicely tight, horribly loose, or occasionally talented with its grip game.

This
…

Jade’s felt like a damn festival to my dick. Gooey, helplessly pulsating, timid, and eager. A lot. And I knew I couldn’t be hurried about this. I had to savor her. So, on a deep breath, I reached back and folded her legs around my waist, and lifted her off the wall. I turned for the top of the steps and kicked off my jeans and briefs before making my way up. Our breathing was equally rampant with each climb of the steps.

“You’re not changing your mind, are you?” Her chest still heaving now, I wondered with anxiety or discomfort.

Every step I took pushed me deeper inside her. I shook my head, walking to my room. I knew what I was doing. I was more than halfway inside her at this point, her hips swayed slightly on my rod, sending tingles down my spine. Jade was impossibly wet, her tits brushing against my chest. She needed the distraction to relax, and I didn’t realize the penetration from our motion would feel so good. She kept pushing up from my shoulders to balance herself. And if I didn’t know better when she lifted herself, her walls would suck me in more. It had been so long since I’d been against a soft body, and I was being reminded of the magic and power of the feminine influence. Jade pushed up and grunted. Her heat was all over me. Her warm breath pushing into my ear, panting like she was in pain. Her arms snug around my neck. Her light body connected to mine, literally by our genitals. My balls tightened.

I stopped, tortured dead in my tracks in the hall, pushed her into the wall and piston into her. My thighs lifting and dipping as I yanked her at the ends of her hair, pulling from the roots, and bit into her neck. I gripped Jade into my arms, feeling a damn volcanic shooting from my core. I used her little body to anchor me on my feet. I came so fucking hard and unexpectedly it was goddamn embarrassing. It couldn’t go down like this. My dizzy head was still floating as I trekked hard and faster down the hall for my room.

I dumped her on the edge of the bed and drove into her with all I had. Her legs stood straight against my chest as I held her at the waist, plummeting into her.
Just one
…
Please, at least one
… I worked to try to save from my embarrassment. I made sure to watch her every expression, to observe cues for her orgasm.
Oh, god, please
…
At least one!
I begged as I reached over and found her clit. I rubbed it with my thumb and wet my fingers to polish her left nipple with. My hips worked overtime, beating into her.

Please
…

Just when I thought I’d missed the mark, Jade’s mouth ripped open and she cried at the top of her damn lungs.

“Oh, my god, Tren
t…
iiin
!”

If it were possible, I dug into her even more, giving her what I knew would be the last of my best for at least twenty minutes. I focused on how her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her nails clawed my arms. When her grip lightened, I knew she was done and I could slow. I didn’t stop until her legs gave out and fell from my shoulders.

Sweat dripped from me as I towered over her little body, my arms aside her head. Jade’s eyes were shut, her head to the side, mouth open, and pussy pulsating around my shrinking erection.