Taking Chances (The Chances and Choices Duology - Book 1 of 2 - Contemporary Romance) (4 page)

As I stood there, naked, breathing in the fresh
air, I could not stop smiling. What a marvelous night and a wonderful man. It
was such a relief to know that my body was capable of that much pleasure.

I wanted to pay him back in some way. I snapped
my fingers as the idea came to me, and I snuck back into his room. He was going
to wake up with his dick in my mouth, and I was going to give him the best blowjob
of his life.

Being a gentleman, he was happy to return the
favor.

I awoke to the delectable smell of sizzling
bacon. “Could you be any more perfect?” I asked as I devoured the sight of him
working in the kitchen. I watched the muscles in his bare back flex as he
turned the bacon. Clad only in perfect fitting jeans, he looked completely at
ease in the kitchen.

When he turned to hand me a mug of English
Breakfast
tea, he asked, “Cream and sugar, right?”

I could see by the color of it that he had
already added the ingredients, and I was beyond touched that he had remembered.
“I hope you don’t mind that I borrowed a shirt,” I said, indicating the long, navy
blue tee shirt that I was wearing.

“Looks way better on you than it ever did on
me,” he smiled. “Mind buttering that toast? Then we can head outside to eat.
It’s a beautiful morning.”

He was right, the sun was glistening on the
water and the air was fresh and clear. We ate in companionable silence, and I
kept finding myself gazing at him. He was so handsome it almost hurt my eyes.
When he tossed his last bite of bacon to Buddy, then flashed a smile at me, an
idea popped into my head.

It was still early and this place was secluded,
other than the lake. I did a quick scan and didn’t see any boats or other signs
of life, so I walked over and stood directly in front of Seth’s chair. He sat
forward to press his cheek against my belly in a warm hug. His hands slid under
the long tee shirt, and he quickly discovered that I hadn’t bothered with
panties this morning. “You’re going to be the death of me, woman,” he groaned,
but he looked up at me with a huge smile.

“Third time is the charm, right?” I asked, as I
climbed onto his chair, straddling him. I pulled the shirt over my head and
enjoyed the look of pure desire that washed over him as he gazed at me, fully
nude, in the early morning light. I was normally one to hide my nakedness in
the dark, but Seth made me feel safe and sexy.

He ran his hands down my bare back and cupped my
bottom. My head fell back as he kissed my neck. I rose up on my knees and
arched my back to allow his mouth full access to my breast. When he bit lightly
on my nipple, pleasure shot through me and I let out a whimper of delight.

His hands, still cupping my rear, began to move
forward. When he slid his fingers along the slick surface at the front of me. I
was panting with need, as I said, “I want you inside me. NOW.”

I worked his jeans loose and smiled when I saw
that he had opted to skip underwear this morning as well. He raised us up, so I
could lower his jeans. Then I eased myself on to him with a groan of
satisfaction.

I started riding him, circling slowly as his
fingers worked their magic at the front of me. I leaned my head back, closed my
eyes, and let the pleasure wash over me. The chair rocked to our rhythm.

I shifted the angle, took him inside me all the
way to the base and enjoyed the sensation of having the head of his penis rub
the most sensitive area deep inside me, while he used his fingers on my
sensitive, swollen clit.

When he lowered his head to take my breast into
his mouth, my lower half began pumping faster. I let out a cry of pleasure as
my body shuddered around him, and I felt the hot burst of release from him.

After a few seconds, Seth exclaimed, “Now that’s
a phenomenal way to start a day!”

Still breathing hard, I climbed off him to
retrieve the tee shirt I had tossed. Later I would probably be surprised and
slightly embarrassed by how brazen I had been, but right now, I was just
satisfied and happy.

“Last one in the shower is a rotten egg!” I
goaded him before running up the stairs and into his trailer.
 
I hadn’t quite anticipated how small the
trailer’s shower would be, but there was no turning back now.

I had thought that nothing could be sexier than
Seth, but I was wrong. Slick, soapy Seth rubbing his hands over me in a tight
shower was a sight to behold. The stall was so small that our naked bodies were
touching in all the right places.

When I felt his erection poking towards me, I
was already wet and ready again. I used my hands to guide him in as he backed
me against the wall. I sighed with pleasure at the full feeling of having him
inside me as the warm water beat down on us.

Seth looked down and gave me a long, deep, wet
kiss as I wrapped my legs around him and began thrusting my body onto his for
all I was worth. I pushed my cheek into his shoulder as we both came loud and
hard.

I stayed in the shower after he got out to dry
off. My body felt slightly sore, but as relaxed as a limp noodle, and it was
fabulous.

Before leaving I found a pink, heart-shaped Post-It
pad in my purse. I jotted down the word “
Wowza
!” and
left the note on his bathroom mirror for him to find later.

That was
by far the best night of my life
, I thought as he drove me home. For the first
time, a bit of doubt about my time with Seth began to creep its way in.
What if it wasn’t anything special for him?
What if it’s the last time I see him?
I watched him driving and smiled. E
ven if we don’t see each other again, this
was so worth it.

When we stopped in my driveway, he kissed me. It
wasn’t just a peck. It was a real, toe-curling, perfect amount of tongue, feel
it all the way to your hoo-ha kiss. “When will I see you again?” he asked.

I slid out of the opening where the Jeep’s doors
would be if it had any and said, “text me” before whirling around and heading
into the house, beaming.

I could not stop smiling. Last night had been
the best of my existence. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted from my
shoulders, knowing that my body was capable of experiencing so much pleasure.
Now I could see what all of the fuss was about.

The only mar on our perfect night was seeing
Larry and learning that I was the reason he and I had never conceived a child.
I had wanted a baby for as long as I could remember, and I would not give up on
that dream. Perhaps I would just need to explore other options, like adoption.
I decided to put off thinking about it for now. It’s not like I had to be in a
big hurry, and I wanted my life to be more settled before I made a plan for my
child.

Settled
with Seth?
The possibility popped into my head. I attempted to nudge it down, realizing
that I might be skipping ahead way too quickly.

I ran up the stairs two at a time towards my
bedroom. As I rounded my doorway, Tabitha, Court’s bitchy cat, skittered out of
the room as if I had just kicked her. “Well, if you hate me so much, what were
you doing in my room?” I stuck my tongue out at her.

I walked over and added two more Post-It
reminders to the collection on my mirror.
Slow
down. Enjoy the moment.

Just then, Court peeked her head around the
corner. Her short, blond hair was a spiky mess and the ratty, faded lavender
robe she was wearing had seen better days. In spite of that, she looked adorable.
“I think you’re incapable of looking bad.” I wrinkled my nose at her playfully.

“What’s going on?” she croaked in a sleepy
voice. “Tab came running into my room like the devil himself was chasing her.”
She rubbed the yellow cat’s ears as Tabitha glared at me from her arms.

“I had the audacity to walk into my room when
she was in here, is what’s going on. I don’t know why she hates me so,” I added
as I walked over to my closet.

“Maybe because you hate her.” Courtney started
to shuffle off, but stopped and turned, eyes narrowed. “How was your
all-nighter with Sumptuous Seth?”

“Good.” I said quickly, trying to keep it light.

She tilted her head, studying me. “You had a Big
O!” she squealed.

“A few,” I admitted, laughing. “It was so
amazing. He is so amazing.” I gushed.

“I told you there was nothing wrong with you. It
was just that pencil-dicked ex-husband that couldn’t please you.”

I considered telling her about seeing Larry and
learning of the floozy’s pregnancy and my latest failure, but I decided not to
ruin this happy time with any sadness.

“Look at you, glowing.” Courtney teased me. “
Orgasming
agrees with you.”

“I think
orgasming
agrees with everyone.” I laughed as I went to my bathroom to get dressed for
work.

Before I made it fully inside the door of Eck,
Meck
& Dreck, Annie hooted from across the store, “Oh
honey, he stoked your engine, didn’t he?”

I looked around to make sure we didn’t have any
customers before answering her. “I have no idea what that means, but yeah, he
sure did!” Then I asked, “Am I wearing a sign or something? How does everyone
know?”

“No sign.” Annie answered, breezing by and
patting my cheek. “It’s your aura. It’s absolutely radiant.”

I didn’t know about this aura business, but I
felt
flippin
’ fantastic. Checking my phone had become
like an incessant tic, though. I checked it for about the fortieth time in the
last hour. Still nothing. I briefly considered turning it off and back on to
make sure it was working, but I decided that would just be silly.

I bought a sandwich and took it to the park on
my lunch break in an attempt to get my mind off it for a while. Couples
strolled by hand-in-hand and riding bikes. I smiled at them and checked my
phone.

I considered sending him a text. I could invite
him on a date. Nothing said that a girl had to sit around and wait for a boy to
contact her. I started the text numerous times, but deleted each one.

In the end, I put the phone back in my purse and
decided to wait it out. Thankfully, he didn’t make me wait long. My phone
started ringing before I had finished my walk back to work. I panicked and
almost dropped it. I hadn’t been expecting a call. I could think about a witty
response to a text, but I’d be on the spot on the phone.
What if I say something dumb?
I had almost decided not to answer
when I ordered myself to pull it together.

“Hi, this is Abby,” I squeaked, my voice too
high.

“Hi, Gorgeous. It’s Seth.” His voice was low and
sexy. “I wanted to see if you’d like to go to a charity auction with me next
Saturday evening. It’s a black-tie event. I should warn you, though,” he added,
“my whole family will be there.”

The thought of Seth wearing a tuxedo made my
mouth water. The fact that he was inviting me to an event with his family was
so exciting that my knees almost buckled. “I’d love to.” I managed to get the
words out.

I focused my attention on the details of where
and when as much as possible, while my mind reeled with excitement. Then I
agreed to meet him there and hung up.

“Annie!” I screeched running into the store. “We
need to find a fabulous dress.”

We decided on an elegant, black, form-fitting
cocktail dress. When paired with the super-high, shiny, black stilettos that
Court had loaned me, the look was classic and stunning. I just hoped I didn’t
fall down, especially considering what I was wearing underneath my ensemble.

The thigh-highs, garter and racy thong were not
my traditional type of undergarments. It made me feel sexy, though, to know how
scantily I was clad underneath my demure outfit. I shivered in anticipation as
I imagined how Seth’s eyes would sparkle when he discovered my naughty secret.

As I climbed the steps to the museum, I wished
again that Seth had picked me up, instead of asking me to meet him here. I had
waited until fifteen minutes after the event started, hoping that there would
be plenty of people here, so I could slip in unnoticed. I despised walking into
parties by myself.

The great room of the museum had been
transformed into a sparkling fairy forest and the effect was magical. Six-foot
tall mushrooms painted red with white polka dots were scattered around, giant
colorful butterflies dangled from the ceiling and the entire room had an
overhang of moss that draped between enormous trees that towered over everything.
There were what appeared to be a million twinkle lights glimmering from all
angles.

I gasped as I took in the amazing transformation
of the room. Then I felt him more than saw him. My eyes were drawn to him. Seth
was standing by the bar, looking dashing in a black tuxedo. The gentleman he
was with was talking animatedly, but Seth wasn’t paying any attention. He was
completely focused on me.

His eyes bored into me as they slowly traveled
down my entire body, then back up to my eyes. The hair on my arms raised as he
openly perused me. My whole body tingled as his eyebrows lifted and his lips
turned up slightly, indicating he liked what he saw.

I wanted him then and there, but I forced myself
to look away. This was neither the time, nor the place for ripping his clothes
off, but I vowed to get him naked soon, very soon. I felt him watching me as I
found a seat at a table that had a direct view of where he was standing near
the bar.

I grinned as I decided that it was time to
torture him a little and make him want me as much as I wanted him. Knowing that
my cleavage looked fantastic in this dress, I deliberately dropped my black
clutch near the chair I had chosen. Then I slowly bent to retrieve it giving
him a full, long view of my dangling breasts nearly bursting out of my dress.

I had the satisfaction of seeing his mouth fall
open as I raised back up, eyes riveted on his to let him know the peep show was
exclusively for him.

When the waiter came by, I ordered a Pepsi, not
wanting any alcohol to be numbing my body when Seth was inside me later.
Feeling him watching me, along with the unfamiliar sensation of the thong
pressing against me intimately had me wet with anticipation.

I attempted to make small talk with the guests
at my table, but all I could think about was Seth and how much I wanted him.
His eyes were like a magnet for mine, and every time I glanced at him, he was
openly looking at me. He looked at me like I was the only woman in the room,
and it made me feel sexy and completely hot for him.

I turned to thank the waiter when he brought my
Pepsi. That is when I saw the sign at the auctioneer’s podium that read, ‘The
Davis Family’s
Free
the World of Cancer Gala.’ I
briefly wondered if Seth Davis was part of the Davis family who was sponsoring
this amazing party. He certainly didn’t seem like he came from that kind of
money.

When I returned my attention to him, I found
that his eyes were still riveted on me. There were plenty of beautiful women
here tonight, so the way he was focused completely on me, sent a thrill down my
spine.

Looking at him, I picked up my glass, and used
my tongue to slowly swirl the straw. His fingers tightened around his glass and
his whole body tensed as if he had just sucked in air as he watched me. I
relished the thought that I could cause this kind of reaction in him.

I turned in my chair, crossing my legs so that a
tiny bit of the garter peeked out. I toyed with it absently. When I chanced a
look at him again, the gentleman who had been talking to him had given up on
getting his attention and left. Seth was leaning against the bar, alone,
watching every move my fingers made on the garter.

I glanced around the room, wondering if anyone
else was watching the show. No one appeared to even notice, except for Seth who
was totally engrossed in my every move. I inched my dress higher, exposing more
of my thigh, as I continued rubbing.

A handsome, older gentleman walked up to Seth
and said something in his ear. Seth nodded, gave me a quick wink and followed
the man. As they walked off together, I looked at their shoulders and the way
they each moved and decided that the man was likely Seth’s father.

Since Seth was evidently busy for a few minutes,
I excused myself from the table and left the ballroom to find a powder room.
Once inside, I locked the door and checked my appearance in the mirror. My
cheeks were flushed pink from being so turned on. I was normally my worst
critic, but looking at my reflection, I had to admit, I looked sexy.

Just then, a quick knock on the door startled
me. “Just a minute,” I called.

“It’s me. Let me in.” His voice was deep and
sexy.

I twisted the door to unlock it and he came in.
The air between us tingled with electricity as he clicked the lock back into
place. Then he lunged for me.

I watched him in the mirror as he stood behind
me kissing my neck and bare shoulder. His thick penis was hot and hard, pushing
into my back. I reached behind us and grabbed his ass, pulling him into me, not
wanting any space between us.

“I’ve wanted to get my hands and mouth on these
tits all night.” He growled into my ear as he lowered the zipper on the back of
my dress.

His words shocked me and turned me on. My entire
body was thrumming with excitement.

“Fantastic,” he whispered as he watched in the mirror
while my breasts sprang out of the top of my dress. He brought one hand up to
play with them, while the other hand eased up my thigh, raising my dress. He
traced his fingers along the garter, following the same path that I had teased
him with earlier. We both watched in the mirror, completely aroused.

By the time he cupped his hand over me, my thong
was completely soaked. I pushed back into him, panting with need. His huge cock
pressed into my back as his teeth nibbled on my ear. I reached behind me to
palm him over his tuxedo pants. When he smoothed his fingers up and down the
front of me, I moaned with pleasure. “
Mmm
, Seth.”

He froze, as if someone had dumped a bucket of
cold water on him. He backed away from me and ran his fingers through his hair.
“You know Seth?” he asked.

I was completely confused. Did he have multiple
personalities? I knew he was too good to be true. My face must have registered
my lack of understanding because he tossed the explanation over his shoulder on
his way out of the bathroom. “I’m his identical twin, Sam.”