NFH 02 Perfection (19 page)

He ran his tongue down the slope of
one large pale breast, earning a loud groan that made his dick jump
hungrily. After tracing his tongue around the large hard nipple he
flicked it with his tongue before taking it into his mouth and
suckled it while Zoe squirmed beneath him.

She fisted her hands in his hair and
tried to yank him away, but he wasn't having any of that. As much
as it pained him to do this he was going to do it right. He was
going to make sure that she never thought that he didn't want her.
By the time he was through kissing, licking, and caressing her
entire body she would know just how much she turned him on. By the
time he was done worshipping her body she was going to be
beg-

"Fuck me," Zoe demanded, startling the
hell out of him and somehow turning him on even more.

"I'm getting there," he promised
tightly, tracing his tongue to her other breast and licking the
equally hard large nipple. "Just relax," he said
soothingly.

She whimpered as she moved
restlessly beneath him. "It's been
five
long years
," she stressed. "I'm ready. I'm
beyond ready. If you don't get up here and fuck me
I swear to god I will kill you
," she hissed, leaving him with absolutely no doubt that she
was ready, which was a good thing, because he was dying to be
inside of her.

But he needed to make sure this was
really what she wanted first.

"Are you sure?" he asked around her
nipple.

"Now, damn it!" she said, panting
loudly.

He gave her nipple one last lick
before he raised himself off her so that he could sit back on his
haunches and reached under the pillow for the little stash of
condoms he'd stolen from her purse. Not that he'd taken them from
her purse to make sure that all six were still there, they were. It
just made sense to grab them and use them first and he was not
secretly pleased that they were all there. He wasn't.

As he grabbed one of the
foil packets he realized he could still stretch this out and make
it good for her. He'd take her slowly and stretch it out so that
she would know that he wanted her. If she thought for one second
this was just a pity fuck or that he was with her just to get laid,
granted he was, but he was with her because he wanted sex
with
her
, then
she'd cut him off after this and chop it up to a mistake. He didn't
want that. Hell, he
needed
her to want this to continue so that he could work
her out of his system.

Decision made, he opened the condom
packet, pulled out the rubber and accidently ripped it apart,
groaning as Zoe did the one thing that most women treated as a
chore. Shock and disbelief tore through him as he looked down to
find Zoe on her knees, bent over as she ran one hand up and down
his length as she licked and sucked the tip of his erection, paying
particular attention to the slit that was more than happy with the
attention.

"I missed this," she said on a dreamy
sigh as she moved her mouth off the head so that she could lick the
underside of his erection from the base to the tip before pulling
it back into her mouth again.

"Zoe," he said, gasping, as he dropped
his head back and enjoyed her talented little mouth. A moment later
he struggled with the desire to thrust into her mouth and his need
to bury himself balls deep inside of her. When he opened his eyes
and watched her beautiful round ass gently sway in the air as she
worked him he knew what he wanted, needed more than
anything.

With a trembling hand he grabbed
another condom and pulled back, but not before he allowed himself
one slow thrust into her warm mouth. The moan she released around
his cock had him struggling not to thrust back in, but he needed
something else.

When he pulled all the way out he
nearly swore as Zoe's beautiful mouth tried to follow. Damn, she
was an eager little thing, he decided as he took himself in hand
and gently thrust back into her eager mouth one last time, to make
her happy of course. He was a generous guy after all. Pulling away
turned out to be harder than the first time, but somehow he
managed. As he struggled to roll the stubborn condom down his
erection Zoe got to her knees, cupped the back of his head and
pulled him down for a hot kiss.

"Demanding little thing," he growled
approvingly against her lips as he worked the condom over his
erection.

There really was nothing better than a
woman who knew what she wanted in bed and went for it. Never in a
million years would he have thought that his little tenant was this
aggressive. He was beyond happy that she wasn't going to be some
meek little thing just lying back, spreading and letting him do
whatever he wanted like so many of the women he'd slept with
before.

She reached down and ran her hand over
his condom covered erection, giving it a gentle tug that had him
hissing in a breath. He cupped her face with one hand as his other
hand teasingly slid down her smooth back and over her luscious
bottom, giving it a small squeeze before he moved it down between
her legs. She shifted, opening her legs wider for him without any
hesitation.

Gently, he traced the wet slit with
his fingertips, smiling against her lips as she tilted her hips and
pushed back, taking his finger inside her tight sheath. He slid his
finger in and out of her slowly, enjoying her little moans of
pleasure against his mouth.

"Get on your back," she demanded,
against his mouth, making him chuckle.

He may enjoy the fact that she was a
bossy little thing in the bedroom, but that didn't mean he was
going to let her call the shots.....at least not all the time and
especially not their first time.

"On your stomach, Zoe," he said,
pulling away as he gave her bottom a gentle swat that had her
licking her lips.

Aw hell........

He finally found a woman who liked her
ass spanked. Something he'd have to remember later, much later.
Right now he had other plans for her.

"On your stomach," he said again,
watching her and waiting to see if she was going to argue. So when
she only glared at him after she sent a look of longing to his cock
and got onto her stomach without an argument he was a little
surprised, but then again it had been five years since she had sex.
She was also an eager little thing, he remembered with a grin as he
reached over her and grabbed a pillow.

Chapter 17

"Lift your hips, Zoe," Trevor said
softly.

Gripping the comforter, Zoe
did just that as she worried her bottom lip. She could not believe
she was doing this. Well, not the sex part. She'd always liked sex
and over the past five years she'd really missed it. It was one of
those things she'd hoped to do again, soon,
really
soon.

What she couldn't believe was that her
gorgeous landlord, a man totally drool worthy was turned on by her.
She shouldn't even be a blip on his radar. Where he was hot and
incredibly handsome she was, well..........

She was not. Good looking that is. She
knew she wasn't ugly, but she knew most people wouldn't rate her
above a five and that was being generous. She was plain looking and
still overweight. Even to attract a guy she hadn't been able to
make herself go through with the makeover the lady at the makeup
counter had offered. She just wasn't a girly girl and probably
never would be.

Although her new clothes and
undergarments made her feel more feminine she knew she would never
be someone guys tripped over themselves to get to or even someone
like Haley, who seemed to make every guy smile and fall all over
themselves to make happy. She was just average with absolutely
nothing special about her and she'd accepted that fact and was even
fine with it.

One day when she had her act together
she'd find a nice average guy and live in an average home and lead
an average life. In all honesty it was something for a girl like
her to aspire to. After her childhood and the last few years an
average life with an average guy sounded like a fairytale. But for
right now she was going to enjoy having this incredibly handsome
man in her bed for as long as his moment of insanity lasted,
because she knew one day he'd come to his senses and go find a
woman in his league and once again forget that she even
existed.

Until then she was going to enjoy
every minute with him.

"Are you sure you're ready?" he asked
in a husky voice as he placed the pillow beneath her stomach and
gently encouraged her to lie back down.

Was she ready?

Was he kidding?

"Five years, Trevor.
Five
long
years,"
she stressed, licking her lips in anticipation.

He chuckled softly. "I'll take that as
a 'yes.'"

She was about to open her mouth and
demand that he get on with it when she felt him press a kiss
against her left cheek. A moan may have escaped her. She'd never
had a man pay so much attention to her bottom before and was
surprised to discover just how much she liked it.

He pressed a kiss to the right cheek
before she felt him move over her and his erection slide between
her cheeks.

"Oh god," she choked out as he gripped
her hip and ground himself against her. Even though all of his
attention right now was on her bottom it was a different part of
her that ached and throbbed in reaction.

"Ready?" he whispered against her
ear.

Unable to talk at this point, she
nodded.

"Here we go," he said softly, pulling
away. Seconds later he was positioned between her legs. "Nice and
slow," he promised her as he pushed the large tip of his erection
inside of her.

"We're going to take this nice and
slow," he said tightly to her or himself, she wasn't sure. All she
knew was that nothing ever felt as good as Trevor Bradford sliding
inside her.

She wanted to thrust back, but his
weight on top of her stopped her from doing anything more than
lying there. It was pure hell lying there and needing him so damn
badly. He was barely halfway inside of her when he pulled out and
slid back in.

"Nice and slow," he said through what
sounded like clenched teeth as he continued his agonizingly slow
pace that was killing her.

At this point she couldn't even find
the words to beg him to move faster and she desperately wanted him
to move faster. He felt so good, so incredibly good.

"You feel so damn good, baby," he
said, turning her on more than she ever thought possible. She knew
he didn't really mean the endearment, but right now she allowed
herself to enjoy the way it made her feel.

"I could stay in you forever," he
said, groaning as he pressed hot wet kisses against the back of her
neck as he slowly thrust inside of her. She'd never made love to a
man in this position, but there was something about having a man
lying on top of her and taking her from behind and not being able
to move that was intensely erotic.

"Do you like this?" he asked, pressing
a kiss against the corner of her mouth.

"Yes," she said, tilting her head back
so she could kiss him. The kiss started off slow, but soon turned
hungry as Trevor slid his hands over her arms until their hands met
and their fingers entwined.

His slow pace started to become a
little less controlled and a little more frantic as he started to
thrust into her harder. One minute she was kissing him and loving
the way he made her feel and the next she was crying out her
release.

She barely heard Trevor when he
muttered tightly, "Next time, damn it. I'll make it good next
time." Before she could register his words he was slamming into her
from behind and she loved every single second of it.

Before her five year stint she'd had a
few lovers. They were attentive and she'd guess they were good
lovers since they always made sure she found her moment, but they
never made her feel like they were desperate for her or couldn't
get enough of her. They'd certainly never lost control like Trevor
was currently doing.

"So fucking good," Trevor gasped,
igniting the fire once again inside of her. It wasn't long before
he had her screaming again as her body burst apart on an orgasm so
intense that it left her gasping for air as little black spots
danced around her vision.

Trevor's deep groan of satisfaction
had her biting back a pleased little smile. She knew she hadn't
done much, but it was still satisfying to know that a man like
Trevor had enjoyed being with her and clearly he had. There was no
way she could have misread his enjoyment. She wondered if this was
the best sex he'd ever had as well.

"Thanks," he said, pressing a quick
kiss to the top of her head as he pulled out and climbed off the
bed.

That was it? Thanks? After the mind
blowing sex they'd just had? Granted she hadn't had sex in five
years and a thirty second romp in the hay probably would have
earned an eight by default on her Richter scale, but
still.......

She thought she deserved something a
little more than a "thanks" like she'd just handed him the remote
or something. It wasn't as if she was expecting his undying love or
something, she wasn't an idiot after all, but something with
feeling would have been-