PA Expose - a full length erotic novel with submission themes (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels) (20 page)

Cally let him. ‘Agreed.’

‘So where do we go from here?’ Jake asked her. He actually sounded keen to know.

‘Your little stunt has ruined my career in journalism, Jake Stone. I figure you owe me a new one.’

‘What do you have in mind?’ Jake looked intrigued about what she had to say.

‘I want a partnership in your business. The service you provide for men, I can provide for women.’

Jake stared at her. It was a good sign. He didn’t dismiss the idea out of hand.

‘You did a piece of work on Joe Mathers, that’s true. But what makes you think you can handle the sort of guys who might come your way?’

‘I can handle them.’

‘But you’re a girl who likes to be dominated.’ Jake whispered the words intimately, staring deep into Cally’s eyes. ‘I gave you what other men were frightened to give you. So you had to hide your need for it. I fulfilled that need in you.’

Cally couldn’t stop herself blushing. He knew her so well. Other men were too weak to handle her excitement at domination. But not Jake Stone. She needed it and she needed him. God, was she finally accepting that she might be falling in love with him?

What he said about her sexual needs was true. She could hardly deny it after the experience they’d had together. Jake could read her too easily. But it was only half the story.

‘Then you’ll know I like it both ways. What do you say to my proposal?’ She was serious about it. She was serious about Jake.

‘Mathers was a walk in the park. You’ll have to convince me you can handle a really hard man.’

Now there was an offer she couldn’t refuse. ‘Your place or mine?’

Jake paid the bill and drove like a demon to his apartment.

Chapter Sixteen

‘T
AKE YOUR CLOTHES
off, Jake. You’ve got a lot of apologising to do.’

As soon as they had closed the apartment door behind them, Jake pulled Cally to him and kissed her, the way he had wanted to do almost from the time he had first seen her. Holding back his emotions had only made them stronger. He had really fallen for this girl.

Cally came up for air. She wasn’t going to make this easy for him but he knew what she said was true. He had a whole heap of apologising to do. He counted it a minor miracle she was even talking to him right now. Perhaps her feelings for him were stronger than just good sex?

‘You’re going nowhere near me, Jake Stone. We need to get a few things straight.’

‘What do you need me to know, Cally?’

He knew she wanted to show him things. Show him he had some making up to do. Show him she could handle the job she had proposed in his business. Show him she wasn’t a pushover. He knew all that. He pulled her to him again.

Cally thrust Jake away from her and led him to the second bedroom. The one with the restraint frame set up. He was interested to see what she had in mind. His erect cock was leading him onward as much as she was.

‘Strip, Jake. I want to see what you’ve got for me.’

Oh, he had plenty for her. As much as she could handle.

Cally leant against the wall, folded her arms and waited. Jake began to remove his jacket. He shrugged it off his shoulders and let the garment slide down his arms, catching it in his hand. He flung it over the tub chair in the corner.

‘Now the shirt,’ Cally prompted.

When Cally gave him orders, it made him throb like nothing else did. He wanted to grab her, flip her onto the bed, and fuck her senseless. Except she had invisible restraints on him now. He didn’t want to blow this. Perhaps, after all, here was a woman who could accept what he did for a living. Enough to want to be a part of it. Enough to take a chance on him. Enough to let him love her.

Hell, he really thought he might be in love with her. Enough to do anything she asked him. The thought drove him crazy wild.

Jake had opened a few buttons at his neck and dragged the rest over his head, tossing it onto his jacket. He stood there, naked from the waist up, watching her as she appraised his body. He could tell she was interested in what she saw. He could see her irises dilate from where he stood.

He knew he kept himself fit. Worked out every day, one way or another. But was it enough for Cally? A woman liked a guy with toned muscles to run her fingers over, but he was nobody’s fool. He knew it would take more than sexual attraction for a classy girl like Cally Hammond to fall for him.

The trouble was, right now, he could only think about her running her long, cool fingers over his pecs and abdominals, testing out his strength, his willpower.

‘God, Cally,’ he groaned. Jake took a step toward her. Standing so close, not being able to smooth her hot body over his electrified one, except in his mind, was torture like no other.

‘Stay where you are, Jake Stone, and do as I tell you.’

Jake was beginning to understand how Mathers felt. He almost felt sorry for the guy.

‘What do you want from me, Cally?’ He wanted to ask her if she could love him. He wanted her to ask him to love her. He would. He thought he did. But he didn’t want to frighten her off by just blurting it out. She had to work it out in her own mind. He had to be sure that it was what she really wanted too.

‘I think it’s time you dropped your trousers. I want to get a real, good look at what you’ve got to offer a girl.’

Jake was only too happy to oblige. His undergarments were choking him and he had nothing to be ashamed of. Belt buckles and zips were quickly dealt with and the trousers went south. A flip of his foot despatched them to the pile on the chair.

‘Neat trick, Jake.’ Cally nodded her admiration and he cocked an eyebrow and grinned, accepting her silent applause. ‘But it will take something much more special to impress me. Have you got anything else?’

Had he? You bet he had. And it couldn’t wait to escape the stranglehold it was in. Just waiting for a chance to sheathe itself in the hot, liquid velvet hidden between her legs. He wanted Cally squirming and squealing and coming apart as he eased his meat into her tightly grasping little tunnel.

‘What do you really want, Cally?’ He knew he was pushing her to decide. His voice was gruff with growing need.

‘I told you. I want you naked.’

Jake sighed. He was going to have to work for this. For her. He hooked his fingers in the elastic around his hips and shucked the boxers to the floor. His shaft sprang free and its weight appeared to defy gravity, teasing his taut belly as it twitched.

Cally eyed his appendage, looking suitably impressed. ‘The question appears to be what do you want, Jake?’

‘You know what I want, Cally. You can see the evidence for yourself.’ He couldn’t say what he really wanted until she did.

‘Stroke it, Jake,’ she murmured.

‘I’d rather you did that for me.’ Jake didn’t want to lose a great opportunity with a self-help job. Even if Cally was watching.

‘Just a few strokes, Jake. Slow and easy. You can close your eyes and pretend it’s me doing it to you, if you like.’

God, she was driving him wild. With her sexy voice and just standing there fully clothed in that black, clingy number, when she should be naked and crushed up close to his body. Jake took his cock in his hand, watching her all the time.

Her eyes left his face and travelled down his body to his hand at work. He could swear he could feel her gaze as it floated over his skin like a whisper of breath. He ran his closed palm to the base of his cock slowly and back to the tip again.

This was insane. The sensation was driving him crazy. It should be Cally’s pussy stroking his shaft, not his own horny hand. ‘Cally, please. I want you.’

His words made her smile. Smugly. The hot little bitch knew exactly what she was doing to him. He took a step toward her.

‘Stop right where you are, Jake Stone,’ she ordered. ‘One more step and I’m out of here, for good.’

He believed her.

He knew she had to be sure she could control him. After everything he’d done to her, this was payback. And she was mistress of it. How could he ever have questioned her ability to work alongside him? She would take his business to a new level. An explosive one.

Jake wanted her willing to let him make love to her. It had to be her decision now. He couldn’t take much more of this. Not with Cally. It was like his first day training her. He had never had to bring himself to orgasm so often, so soon, with any other woman he had worked with. It was as if his body instinctively knew what his mind was only just catching up on. He wanted Cally. He needed her. He might as well admit it. He loved her.

‘Whatever you want from me, Cally, I’ll give it to you.’

‘What have you got?’ She looked down at his glory as if it was pathetic. As if he was pathetic.

Jake’s cock was like a dog sitting up, begging for a biscuit. He released it in disgust for its sorry desperation.

He’d show her.

Jake strode over to the restraint frame. He could see her eyes following his taut buttocks and thigh muscles as he walked. Now he’d put his trained muscles to good use in her service. He reached up to the high top cross bar, grasping it in his hands. In one easy movement, he swung up, to chin the bar easily half a dozen times.

She looked impressed but he hadn’t even begun yet.

He swung his legs up and through, wrapping his bent knees across the bar, before letting go of his hand grip. There he swung, upside down like a vampire bat. He crossed his arms over his chest and used his taut stomach muscles to do a series of sit-ups.

He could tell she liked the demonstration of his power, his fitness. All for her. But wait until she got the finale.

She couldn’t. ‘Very impressive, I’m sure.’ Cally made herself sound bored, like she’d seen it all before a million times, but she couldn’t fool him. Jake knew when a woman liked what she was getting.

‘Come over here,’ Jake told her.

‘Why would I want to do that?’ She was intrigued.

‘Just come, would you?’ he encouraged. ‘You’ll like it, I promise.’

Cally pushed herself off from the wall and padded across to where Jake was hanging.

‘Closer,’ he encouraged.

When she got within his reach, Jake put out his hands and held her gently at the hips. He pulled her easily toward his upside-down face. Slowly he crept the length of her skirts through his fingers, up past her ankles and calves, up over her knees and thighs until it bunched together past her hips and around her waist.

Cally gasped but made no attempt to pull away, which pleased Jake as he wasn’t restraining her at all. His blood thundered in his ears, his heart hammered in his chest. He gripped the elastic edge of Cally’s silky panties in his teeth and tugged downward, freeing them from their comfortably close fit around her body. He heard her intake of breath.

Jake released the dress and it flowed around them, hiding his furtive infiltration from the outside world. His fingers tugged her panties down, exposing her mound to his mouth. He kissed it softly and nibbled at her skin, then he slid his hands around behind her to clasp her rounded buttocks and press her body closer to his face.

Jake’s tongue delved along her pussy slit, pressing more insistently between the fleshy edges with each sweep. The first touch of his tongue to her clit was barely a whisper, shivering up the length of her spine.

He deepened each penetration by degrees, feeling Cally widening her stance and tilting her hips to give him permission to access her hidden sex. His tongue was as muscularly developed as the rest of his body and he used it effectively.

Long, slow sweeps from her clit to the entrance to her vagina made her stagger slightly. She undulated to direct his tongue more toward her swollen clitoris. Her juices were flowing and the bitter slickness melded with Jake’s saliva, enabling the tip of his tongue to glide and flow in liquid precision around and over her nerve endings. He lapped at her clit like a cat at a saucer of cream, flicking until Cally moaned out her encouragement.

‘Take off your dress, Cally. Let me play with your nipples,’ Jake whispered, barely stopping for breath.

Cally twisted it over her headand shucked off her panties to stand before an upside-down Jake, naked and erotically charged.

Jake placed his hands over her breasts as his mouth went back between her thighs. Cally stroked Jake’s balls, running her hands over the surface of his skin, mounting the tension coursing through his genitals.

Jake’s fingers pinched and agitated her taut nipples, sending an arc of electric apprehension flashing to her clit.

‘Fuck me, Jake,’ she whimpered, so close to orgasm.

‘You want my cock inside you, Cally?’ he responded.

‘Yes.’ Cally moved back as Jake reached up to grasp the crossbar again, and lift himself to the ground.

He wrapped his arms around her, his turgid cock pressing at her belly as she wriggled in closer to him.

‘I won’t fuck you, Cally, unless you stay.’

Cally fought for breath. ‘I told you, I want to be part of the business. Now hurry, Jake. I want your cock inside me. I’m near to coming and I want you to fuck me when I do.’

Cally rubbed her pussy up and down over Jake’s thigh, making it hard for him to concentrate.

‘I’m not talking about the business, Cally. I’m talking about us.’

Cally looked up at him and Jake kissed her, hard. He couldn’t resist her.

‘Us?’ she echoed.

‘You and me, Cally. I’m in love with you. I want you to stay. For me. Not for the business.’

Cally’s hand reached for his rampant cock and she rubbed her hands down its length, causing Jake to moan out loud.

‘Stop it, Cally, or I won’t be able to. This is serious. I’m serious. I need to know.’

‘Know what, Jake?’ Cally murmured. She looked so dreamy and sexy he could eat her alive.

‘Know if you could love a guy like me.’

Cally stretched up on tiptoe and kissed him softly on the lips. He held her back from him again, before it was too late.

She looked up into his eyes and whispered. ‘I could, Jake. I think I already do.’

Jake swept her up and strode across to the bed. He placed her down and slid over her, nudging her knees apart and gliding his hand between their bodies to touch her soft pussy. He skimmed his fingers over her slickness and up into her tight cunt.

‘No,’ Cally protested. ‘Fuck me properly, Jake.’

‘Yes, ma’am,’ he joked. Jake took his cock in his hand and guided his swollen tip to her entrance. He gradually increased the pressure against her, using all his willpower to prevent himself driving to the hilt in one powerful thrust. He wanted this to last. The first time, they had properly made love. Lovers.

Cally bent her knees and hugged Jake’s hips, sliding her heel up to the cleft of his firm buttocks and down between his legs. He widened them to allow her slender foot to caress his inner thigh, entwining them together.

He knew he wasn’t long from coming, and that Cally was in a similar place. Perhaps he would just have to accept that this first time would be a quick explosion of sensation. Too fast, too furious to contain, like a hand grenade. It was how he felt anyway. She loved him. Cally Hammond loved him.

Cally was almost too far gone. Jake was a guy with a seriously sexy body and he knew how to use it. On her. She could feel the tension mounting inside her. A violin string waiting for one twist too tight before it would snap. Her pussy thrummed with an agitated excitement, needing just one more thrust of his cock inside her, or two, before it would clench him to her as if it would never let him go. As if she would never let him go.

She loved Jake. It was as clear to her now as he was. A man designed exactly for her. To fulfil her desires and her needs. To dominate her fully and submit to her too, until she didn’t know where he began and she ended. And he loved her.

Jake pushed up on his arms to look into her face as he fucked her. He wanted to see her come. Each thrust drove her closer and closer to the edge of reason. She wanted it to last. For ever.