Reaching Rachel (3 page)

“Thank you,” she purred, purposely rubbing against him as she stood up. His eyes darkened, and he tightened his grip on her hand. Winking at him, she let go and closed the door of her car, walking ahead of him to the front door. He stood very closely behind her as she unlocked the door. She was taking her time, making him want.

Stepping into the house, she put her keys down on the side table and turned to allow him to walk past her. As soon as she locked the door, he stepped closer, her back against the door. She took in a sharp breath at the proximity of him, and her lack of space. Breathing through the rising panic, she smiled, putting her hands on his broad chest to allow herself to step around him. His cologne infiltrated her nose, and her heart began racing with desire.

“Want a tour?” Rachel began walking for the kitchen, Justin on her heels.

“Of your bedroom,” Justin growled in her ear, his hands on her hips. He pressed into her, and she easily felt his excitement through her small skirt. She loved this part. Men were so easily molded. She had him right where she wanted him. Rachel turned, gripping the kitchen counter behind her. Justin dipped his head to kiss her as soon as she was facing him, and she lifted her head to allow him access.

Pulling her against him, Justin devoured her mouth, his tongue tangling with hers. Rachel moaned as he rubbed himself against her. She put her hands against his muscular stomach, lifting his shirt to touch him. Justin bit and sucked her lips and tongue, turning his head to allow their kiss to deepen. He moved his hand down to her skirt, lifting it from the bottom to touch her. Rachel squirmed as he rubbed his finger along her lace thong. His rough fingers moved the small fabric aside and moved through her folds, teasing, then entering her. He was good at what he did, and she was going to take full advantage of that. He was just what she needed tonight, and a welcome surprise to bring home from Bert’s.

Still kissing her deeply, one hand under her skirt and the other palming her through her bra, she groaned, giving away to the feeling. When she was like this, it was almost like she could completely forget. Everything was erased while she was being touched. Justin released her, picking her up by her slim hips and placing her roughly on the kitchen counter.

“So. Hot,” he grunted, resuming where he left off. Rachel arched her back as his fingers found her again. With his other hand, he dropped his pants, springing himself free. Rachel watched, entranced. She hit the jackpot tonight. Reaching downward, she stroked him from root to tip, enjoying the breath that he hissed through his teeth at her soft yet firm touch.

She continued her stroking, watching his heavy lidded eyes focused on her. Taking his fingers from her, he pulled her shirt off roughly, leaving her sitting in just her black lace bra.

“Bedroom. Now.” Justin picked her up off the counter and set her on the floor, his eyes drinking her in hungrily. Rachel smirked, trying to regain control over the situation when it seemed Justin had tipped the scales in his direction.

She reached her hand down again, cupping him with a slight grip. His eyes widened, and she winked at him. “Are you sure you are ready for this?” Rachel forced her voice to purr, knowing the power she had over men when she acted like the sex vixen she was.

“Sweetheart, it’s either going to be right here, you bent over the kitchen counter and me pounding into you, or you’re going to take me to your bedroom.
Now.
” Without another word, Rachel turned and walked down the hall to her room, Justin hot on her heels.

“Time to go,” Rachel announced, tying her robe around her. Justin rolled over, his eyes following her motion.

“Really?” He sat up, rubbing his hand through his disheveled hair. His tanned, muscular chest was quite a contrast to her flowery, colorful bedspread. Justin was hot, that was for sure. He had shown her a
very
good time. But she had to stay smart. No one stayed over with her.

She turned on her most flirtatious smile. “I told you, I don’t do sleep overs. It was a great time, babe, but it’s time to call it a night.”

Justin groaned, the sheet falling off of him as he stood up. He was definitely built in all the right places, and Rachel had a slight urge to allow him to stay. For a fleeting moment. Wriggling into his pants, he winked at her. “Best night I’ve had in a long time, darlin’. Want to hook up again?”

Rachel stepped up to him, eyeing him up and down. His jeans were unbuttoned, showing his chiseled stomach and V’s like an arrow into his jeans. He was mouth-watering. Did she want to see him again? Hell yes, she did.

“Sounds good,” she agreed, running her long fingernail along his bare chest. Grabbing her finger, he put it in his mouth and began sucking, shooting electricity straight to her core.

Justin’s eyes darkened and he pulled her to his chest, slipping open the robe that she had just tied. Cupping her breast, he rubbed himself against her, igniting her. “Sounds real good,” he agreed.

Rachel wriggled, not wanting him to stay any longer even though sex with him had been hot and very, very satisfying. She was done for tonight. She needed to lay in her bed, remembering what she had lost. “See you around, Justin,” she said with finality, closing her robe.

Scowling, he grabbed her behind. “I’ll call you tomorrow. I want to see you. Soon.” Buttoning up his jeans and shrugging his shirt on, he headed for the door. And just like that, Rachel could breathe again.

“Where are you?” Justin’s voice came through the phone loudly. Rachel sighed, twirling her hair around her finger, staring at the computer screen. She had a million things to do before she could leave.

“I’m at work,” she explained, irritated. Justin was just too clingy. She had been seeing him for a few weeks now, and while she had only wanted a casual thing, somehow Justin had convinced her to be more. She was feeling suffocated, however, and didn’t know how much longer she could stick it out with him. He was hot, yes, and the sex was beyond her greatest imagination. But he wanted too much of her, parts that she wasn’t going to share ever again.

“Come on, Rach, you’ve been working a lot lately. Let’s go out and eat.”

“Justin, I can’t. I have a ton of work to do. I’ll call you when I’m done here and if you want to come over, you can.”

The line was silent. “Justin? You there?” Rachel tapped the keys on her computer, trying to work while pacifying him.

“Yes.” Justin sounded annoyed. “Fine. I’ll see you later.” He hung up, leaving Rachel to narrow her eyes at her cell phone and plop it down on the desk.

“Whatever,” she grumbled to herself. “This is exactly why I didn’t want to get involved with him. But, he just wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

“Talking to yourself?” Jessica, a new therapist at In Loving Hands Therapy Center, walked into the front office. She was Rachel’s age, and had just moved from Michigan to their sunny state of Florida. Rachel really enjoyed talking to her, and occasionally they would spend time together outside of work.

Rachel laughed, shaking her head. “Justin. He’s annoyed that I’m still working. This is exactly why I didn’t want to get involved with him, but he just wouldn’t accept that as an answer. I can’t handle him sometimes. This is why I’m single. Or I was.”

Jessica sat next to her, twirling her chair around to face her. “Are you sure that you can’t handle him? I mean, damn girl, that man is hot. And he seems to really like you. I think you just aren’t giving him a chance. You want to get rid of him already. Maybe you should pass him on over here.”

Rachel snorted, shoving Jessica playfully. “That piece is
mine
,” she teased. “Unless of course I tire of him. You can’t share.”

Jessica feigned sadness. “I wouldn’t throw that man out of my bed, Rach. I think you’re being too picky. You should be flattered he wants to spend all this time with you.”

Rachel sighed, signing off of her computer. Maybe Jessica was right and she was just looking for an excuse to ditch Justin, like she always did. He was good to her. Tapping a text to him on her phone, she asked him where he was, that she was going to go ahead and leave work and would meet him. He responded immediately, saying he would meet her at one of their favorite sports bars, Fanz. She felt guilty for being short with him, and was glad that he didn’t seem to be annoyed with her anymore.

Saying goodbye to Jessica, she locked the front door and walked out the back to her car. She would stop at home first and change so she didn’t have to meet Justin in her work clothes. Swinging out of the parking lot, she headed for her house.

Almost there, her phone rang and she figured it was Justin asking her where she was. Hitting the Bluetooth option so she could take the call in the car, she was happy to realize it was Kayley, not Justin.

“Kay!” Rachel said cheerfully. She missed her friend, who was busy raising three children and being married to the world’s most amazing husband, Ben.

“Hey, Rach,” Kayley responded. “How are you, girl? I miss you tons! How’s Justin? Am I ever going to get to meet the hot guy that got my friend to commit?”

Rachel scoffed. “Commit, I don’t know if I’d go that far. I’m keeping him around for now, that’s all I can say. You and Ben have plans tonight? We are headed to Fanz to grab some dinner and watch whatever sport Justin wants to go there for. You know I could care less.”

“Actually, I was calling to see if you wanted to get together tonight. Ben’s mom and dad are over watching the kids and shoo-ing us out of the house. I’m sure Ben would love to come get some greasy fried food, a beer, and watch a game. Are you headed there now?”

“I’m stopping at home first, then I’ll be there. Probably about 30 minutes.”

“Mommy! Benji colored on the wall!” Rachel heard Kayley’s adorable five year old daughter, Alexis.

Kayley sighed. “Well, looks like I need to remove a crayon from little Benji. I’ll see you there in a bit. I’ll call Em and see if she wants to come, too.”

Rachel stepped into the restaurant, spotting Justin immediately. She watched him as she walked towards him. His eyes were all over her, undressing her, and she loved it.

“Hey, babe,” Justin stood as she approached, pulling her to him and kissing her hard. Opening her mouth with his tongue, he immediately set her on fire as he did his magic. “This is a fabulous outfit that’s going to be on my floor tonight.”

Rachel’s stomach furled with desire at his words. Dressed in a short denim skirt, a low cut tank top, and wedge sandals, with her red hair loose and curly, she knew she was hot. But his reaction to her made her think back to what Jessica said. She was right. Justin was a great guy who wanted her. She really needed to get over herself.

“I can’t wait,” she purred in his ear. He pulled her to him, and she felt his excitement at their exchange. “You save that for me for later, and I promise I’ll show you a really, really good time.”

Justin’s eyes darkened, and for a split second she thought he may be dragging her out of there right now. But he winked at her, recovered, and kissed her again. “I’ll be fantasizing about that every moment until then. Didn’t you say that your friends were coming?”