Taking Chances (3 page)

“I’m sorry Jason, you just seemed off and I was worried about you.” I drop my gaze from his and take another sip of my cocktail, feeling a little sorry for pissing him off. I polish off my martini, the gin beginning to calm my nerves a bit.

“I’m sorry for snapping at you, Nina. I know you are always looking out for me and I really do appreciate it. I just want tonight to be perfect.” He lets out a heavy sigh then takes a sip of his Old Fashioned. Now I feel terrible.

“How about we just start over?”

“I would like that very much.” Jason’s expression relaxes and his whole demeanor changes back to the light-hearted Jason that I know and love. As the band starts to play
‘Luck Be a Lady’
by Frank Sinatra, Jason motions for me to slide over closer to him, so we both slide to the middle of our booth. He’s brushing right up against me and he smells so damn good. I close my eyes taking in a deep breath, his clean, fresh manly scent filling all my senses.
This must be what heaven smells like.

We change the subject and talk about the family reunion Jason's family will be having after we wrap here in Vancouver, that Jason's mom insists I be a part of. I love Jason’s family. Even though Jason’s parents got a divorce when he was still a kid, his parents still remained good friends for the sake of Jason and his siblings. Now all of his half brothers and sister get together as much as they can throughout the year. They’re just one big happy family that have taken me under their wings as one of theirs.

The waiter brings us our food. Grilled chicken, roasted potatoes and carrots for me and a steak and potatoes for Jason. He's definitely a simple man when it comes to what he eats, but when you have to maintain the God like physic that he has, simple is better.

“So Nina, are you still seeing that Chase guy?”

“We weren't actually dating. He was using me to get to you.” I could smell what Chase was up to the moment he introduced himself to me. He’s just like most of the jaded actors in Hollywood. Just using people to get to what they want. But the joke was on him because I was just playing him to get sex. Sometimes a girl needs more than a vibrator between her legs, and if telling Chase a little white lie—like saying I gave Jason his reel to get him to stick me with his penis—then I was willing to do it. And as I see it, I was also doing Jason a service by not letting Chase use him for his own personal gain.

“Does that happen to you a lot?” Jason looks at me with a saddened look in his eyes.

“There are always guys, and especially girls, that try to use me to get to you. I've been surrounded by people like them since I moved to LA. So I can see them coming a mile away and I know how to handle them without getting hurt.”

“So are you seeing anyone right now?”

Okay, what's with all the questions about my dating life? What’s he trying to get at here?

“No. I don't really have time to go looking for dates. Your schedule keeps me pretty busy and what time I do get off I’d rather spend it going to see my family in Chicago than going out to clubs to get hit on by douchebags.”

Jason scoots closer to me, his warm body now pressed to my side and I'm starting to realize why he’s asking me if I’m seeing someone and why he wanted this dinner.

The waiter brings us another round of drinks then closes the privacy curtain on our booth. The moment he leaves I can feel the butterflies begin to flutter in my stomach, now that we’re closed off from the rest of the world.

“You don’t need those losers, Nina. You deserve someone who’ll treat you like a princess.”

I jump when I feel his hand on my knee, his touch radiating through my entire body. His hand drifts up higher along my thigh and this feels like a dream as he whispers in my ear how he wants to be the one to take care of me.

“Jason, you’re my boss we can't do this.”

“I’m not your boss right now. I’m just Jason. The guy who’s been pining for you for the past eighteen months. The man that wants to give you the world.”

My head drops back against the cool leather booth. Jason’s warm, luscious lips trailing ever so slowly down my neck. Maybe this is a dream? A beautiful dream I don't want to wake up from.

“I've wanted this for so long, Nina. Please just give me one night? One night to show you what it could be like. How good we could be.” His warm breath dances along my skin.

I’ve wanted this since that day in Susan’s office. I’ve held back for so long I can’t do it anymore. I don’t care what tomorrow will bring, I just want this. I just want him for one night. I open my legs giving him permission to go further.

“Does someone want me to play with her pretty little pussy?” His tone turns dark and is dripping with sex. I’ve never heard or seen this side of him. It’s so fucking hot.

“Fuck yes,” I pant. Resting my leg over his, I hear a low deep growl escape from his chest when he notices the straps of my garter.

“Fuck Nina,” he growls. I can feel his cock hardening against my thigh. “Did you wear this for me?”

I nod yes, pulling my lip nervously between my teeth as I watch his fingers trace under the strap following it under my dress. I pull my dress up over my hips giving him a full view of my lingerie. The way he looks at me with those dark lust filled eyes, I can feel a hunger stirring to life deep inside me. A hunger I know only he can quench.

Jason leans and seals his lips over mine giving me a deep, hungry kiss. I part my lips letting him claim my mouth with his velvet-like tongue. A soft moan escapes my throat when I feel the lust in his kiss. This is better than anything I’d ever imagined. If his kiss was a drug, I’m now forever addicted. His fingers slip under the lace of my panties, the pads of his finger tracing along my slit.

He slips his hand out of my panties. My body sighing at the loss of contact. “I’ve dreamt of how you might taste.” He licks his finger with his tongue, keeping his eyes locked on mine as he tastes me. “You taste like honey and I need more,” he hisses, sliding off the booth down to his knees.

“Jason, what if someone comes to check on us?” I push his head back, scared the waiter might come check on us or a passer-by might hear us.

“I slipped the waiter a hundred to leave us alone and the band is playing, so no one is going to hear us.” He softly trails his lips up along my inner thigh, sometimes using his teeth like he’s marking his territory.
Yes, mark me, make me yours
.

“Just relax Nina, and let me make you feel good.”

I close my eyes trying to focus on Jason and his touch. He slides my panties to the side, blowing a cool stream of air along my hot wet slit then slides his tongue along my folds with a slight moan as he shifts, spreading my legs a little wider. His mouth finally meets my now aching clit. He starts off gentle by circling his warm tongue along my bud, then sucks it into his mouth, teeth grazing, lips pulling.

“Jason…” My voice nothing but a faint whisper as I try not to draw attention to us. I open my eyes looking down at this beautiful man between my legs, eating me out like a starved man, whose hunger can only be satisfied by my desire for him. It still feels like a fucking dream. He bites down on my clit and a delicious wave of pain mixed with pleasure reassures me this is all very real. I place a hand over his head, gripping his hair between my fingers as he finds his rhythm. Licking and teasing my sweet spot.

“You taste so good, Nina.”

I can barely hear him through the band and my own moans, but my body immediately responds with raised goose bumps. My hips writhing against his mouth.

Jason pushes one of his long thick fingers inside me. I bite down hard on my lip trying to fight back my moans of pleasure. He adds another finger inside me slowly working them in and out of my slick cunt. His tongue swirling and lapping at my throbbing bud. He’s so attentive, paying close attention to the way my body reacts to each touch of his tongue and fingers. No one has ever done that for me before and it's turning me on even more.

He curls his fingers inside me finding my sweet spot. He changes his pace moving his fingers up and down, working me fast and hard. I can feel the fire coursing through my body and I'm ready to fly off the edge. I’m biting so hard on my lip now that I can taste the blood.

I cry out when Jason adds a third finger, twisting them around hitting all my sensitive spots, driving me fucking crazy. My pussy throbbing all around Jason's fingers. “Fuck! Jason, I'm gonna come.”

Jason reaches up with his free hand and covers my mouth, muffling my screams just as my orgasm rips through my body hitting me over and over again. He slows his pace letting me ride it out. Releasing his fingers from me, licking each finger clean then he licks me clean. Placing a gentle kiss on my clit, he then climbs back up from the floor and takes his seat next to me in the booth.

“Jason that was incredible. No one has ever done that for me before.”

“Are you telling me no one has ever eaten you out before?” He looks at me with a wide, stunned look in his eyes.

“No. You’re the first. Most of the men I’ve slept just give me a quick fingering just to get the juices flowing, but none of them have ever taken the time to eat me out.”

“They’re missing out because you have the best tasting pussy I’ve ever had.” A prideful smile tugs at his lips. “I also feel a little honored to be the first to taste you.” He leans in and softly kisses me. The taste of me on his lips drives my hunger for him further over the edge, and I need to feel these full luscious lips over every inch of my body.

“I think we need to get back up to our suite because I’m already aching for another taste of that sweet little pussy of yours.” That dark tone soaking right through my panties.

I can already tell I don’t want this night to ever end.

I step out of the booth giving Nina a moment to collect herself while I pay the check. I didn’t expect to be having her for dinner, but I just couldn’t help myself she looked so damn sexy in that dress. Then when I saw that she was wearing a garter, I couldn’t wait any longer to have her. I knew under the glasses and messy bun beats the heart of a wild sex kitten, and I can't wait to get her to come out and play some more.

Nina peaks her head out from the curtain. Even in the dim lights, I can see she’s still flush from the mind blowing orgasm I’ve just given her. Her face turns an even brighter shade of red when her eyes meet mine. I grab her hand and help her out of the booth and lead her back to the elevators. We step inside and sadly a group of tourists join us. I pull Nina against my chest and back us up to the back of the elevator and away from prying eyes. I nuzzle my face against the crook of her neck and breathe her in. She smells like cherry blossoms and vanilla, and it's the most intoxicating scent.

As the elevator doors close, Nina reaches a hand between us and proceeds to unzip my pants and slip her hand inside my boxers. Her warm hand wrapping around my thick length stroking me ever so gently.
Such a fucking tease!

“Two can play this game,” I whisper in her ear.

I glance over at the other passengers, they’re all distracted talking about the Canucks game. I slip my hand under the back of Nina's dress, running my fingers along the lace of her panties. She lets out a tiny squeak when my fingers make contact against her slit.

“Stay quiet, Nina. We don't want all these nice people to know what we’re doing back here. Just keep your eyes forward and don't make a sound,” I rasp in a whisper.

I slip my fingers inside her panties pushing my middle finger inside her tight little pussy. I've barely touched her and she’s already fucking dripping in my hand. It takes everything I have not to press her against the wall of this elevator and take her in front of all these people. Especially with her giving me a fucking hand job.

The elevator chimes letting the other passengers off on their floor. As soon as the doors close I spin Nina around pinning her against the elevator wall and press my hard-on against her ass.

“Do you feel that, Nina? Do you feel how hard you've made me? Such a little fucking tease,” I growl in her ear while pulling her dress up over her hips. Hooking my fingers under the lace of her panties and ripping them off, I expose her perfect pussy in the mirror.

“Look at that pretty pussy of yours, Nina. I can’t decide if I want to taste it again or bury my cock deep inside it.” Her whole body shudders at my words. I cup her in my hand letting my fingers slip between her dripping wet folds getting my fingers nice and coated with her sweet juices. I lift them up to her mouth. “Open,” I demand. She does as she’s told and I force my fingers inside her mouth. “Now suck. I want you to taste how sweet you are.” Nina sucks and licks my fingers clean. I can’t wait to feel her mouth around my cock.

“Now you know why after just one taste I'm already addicted to you. So fucking sweet.” Her hips grind against my crotch. I just want to take her here and now, but I don’t need a tape of me fucking Nina in an elevator leaking out and ruining her image. We’re already playing with fire as it is.

Just then the elevator stops at our floor. I help Nina pull down her dress then tuck the remains of her panties in my pocket. Grabbing her hand, I lead us down to our room. I can't get the key card in the door fast enough, I need her so fucking badly. We burst through the door our lips crashing together. All lips, teeth, and tongue devouring each other. We stumble into my bedroom.

“Take your fucking dress off,” I demand. Nina steps toward the foot of the bed and unzips her dress and slowly slides it off her curves letting it pool to the floor.

“You look so sexy, Nina. Take off your bra and let me get a look at those beautiful tits of yours.”

She pulls her lip between her teeth and I can tell she's still nervous. Sliding my hand under chin, I lift her eyes back up to mine. "I'm going to take such good care of you, Nina." I reach a hand behind her and unhook her bra letting it fall next to her dress. “So fucking beautiful.” I cup her breast in my hand, my thumb strumming over her taut little bud. My eyes trail over every soft, gorgeous curve. She’s nothing like the other women I’ve been with before. She has actual hips. Hips perfect for holding onto and full, supple breasts. I’ve always been an ass man, but damn I would give my right arm to live between those gorgeous tits for the rest of my life. She’s even more beautiful than I had imagined. “Lay back on the bed.”

“I was in this bed earlier today.” Nina slowly crawls over the bed looking back at me with a sultry grin.

“Oh, I know. I could smell you all over my sheets and pillows. Got me so fucking hard thinking about you in my bed, I had to jerk off twice before I came to get you for dinner.”

“Then you'll be happy to know I was fingering myself in your bed while thinking about you.” She lays back on her elbows spreading her legs nice and wide for me. Her wet lips glistening in the moonlight and begging for my mouth. She looks fucking sexy, so open and wet for me and dressed in nothing but her silk stockings, garter, and heels.

“Show me. Let me see you play with yourself.” Just the image of her getting herself off in my bed, knowing I was making her come without even being in the room, is making me rock hard.

Nina starts with her breasts, massaging and pinching each of her perfect pink supple nipples. I slip off my suit jacket keeping my eyes firmly locked on her hands as they trail down her soft skin to her pussy. She runs her finger along her slit before gently circling her clit.

“What am I doing in your fantasy? Tell me?” I pull my shirt from my pants pulling it over my head. Nina’s eyes drinking me in.

“You were tying me to the bed,” she says in a whispered tone, pushing two fingers inside her, slowly pumping them in and out.

“Do you like being tied up, Nina?” I ask working open my pants.

“I’ve… never… been… tied… up… before….” Each word is punctuated with a soft moan.

“Another first. We may have to try that next time.”

I climb onto the bed grabbing her left ankle, pulling off her high heel. Kissing down her calf, running my fingers down the back of her leg and unhooking the clasps on her garter, sliding her stocking off then move to her other leg until she’s left with only the black lacy garter. I grab her hand bringing her wet fingers up to my mouth licking them clean while I rub my cock along her folds.

“Are you on something, Nina?”

“I’m on the pill,” she murmurs.

“Good. I don't want anything between us. I want to feel every part of you around me.” I grip my cock and guide myself to her entrance, slowly pushing inside her. "Fuck you feel so good, Nina.” I pause for a moment letting her adjust to me.

“Please Jason, I need more,” she begs. Her greedy pussy gripping and pulling me deeper.

I take my time making each thrust slower than the last, wanting this night to fucking last forever. But Nina is impatient rolling her hips along my length, taking what she needs. Even in bed, she’s demanding. I lace my fingers with hers pinning her hands above her head, thrusting deeper and harder into her. Her moans, God her moans are so fucking beautiful.

“See how good we are together, Nina? It's like we’re made for each other.”

“Jason,” she cries out. Nina’s orgasm beginning to take over. Her body shuddering and writhing beneath me, just how I’d always imagined.

I quickly pull out and lift her hips up to my greedy mouth needing to drink every last fucking drop of her sweet juices, forcing her to come over and over again while ignoring her pleas to stop. Once I’ve had my fill of her, I thrust my cock back inside her tight pussy. Thrusting deep and hard, working myself to the brink. My dick throbbing deep inside her, filling her with every last drop I have.

I collapse into her arms resting my head against her chest while her hands softly caress my back. I knew we’d be good together, but nothing like this. This just made it even clearer to me that Nina and I are meant to be together. Now I just have to convince Nina to take this chance with me and let me take care of her.

“See how good we are together? Let me take care of you Nina, be the man you deserve. Will you take this chance with me?”

“Yes.”