The Invitation (4 page)

JJ clings to my shoulders, gasping for air
as her pussy clenches around me. I get an idea, and hit the copy
button. The machine whirs to life again.

“What--?” JJ startles, looking down.

I pull another copy out of the feed. JJ’s
perfect naked ass, and the outline of my hand disappearing into her
pussy.

Damn, that’s hot.

“This one, I’m keeping.” I fold it into my
shirt pocket. Then I grab a handful of the copies of my junk.
“Which way to the Dean’s office?”

JJ catches her breath. “End of the hallway,
to the right,” she replies, smoothing her dress down. Still,
there’s no hiding it: she’s radiating sex, so fucking hot I want to
flip her over and fuck her up against this machine until the motor
gives out.

But first, there’s a bet to finish.

“Never say I don’t follow through.”

I grab a stapler from the tray by the door,
then take off down the hallway with a whoop.

“Wait up!” JJ laughs, racing after me. I
paper the hallway with Xeroxes, stapling them over every
noticeboard and flyer until there’s a row of cocks trailing all the
way to the Dean’s office.

I try the door. “Locked.”

“We could pick it,” JJ suggests, looking
excited.

“With what?”

“My bobby pin? I saw it on TV once--”

We’re interrupted by a sudden noise at the
other end of the hallway. Someone coming down the stairs.

JJ panics. “Shit!”

I grab her. “Come on,” I whisper, yanking
her away. We race back, not pausing for a minute even when the
lights turn on and a voice yells, “Hey!” behind us.

We burst out the main doors and sprint
across the quad until we hit the street. Traffic streams past, and
there’s noise and laughter from celebrations in the bars.

JJ tugs at my hand. “Wait,” she gasps. “I
can’t...”

I stop. She bends over, gasping for air.
Shit. “Are you OK?” I ask, worried, but then she straightens up and
I can see she’s laughing.

“Oh my god,” JJ gasps in hysterics. “I can’t
believe we just did that! Imagine if they’d caught us, or
before...”

When she was on her knees, taking every last
inch of my cock.

“I thought you liked the risk,” I grin.
“Didn’t you tell me once, you have discovery fantasies?”

Her eyes widen. She blushes. “Oh my god, we
were so drunk. I can’t believe you remember that!”

“I remember everything.”

Every late-night, whiskey-fueled
conversation. All the dirty secrets we shared -- things we’d never
admit to anyone else. And I can tell JJ does too, because her smile
turns daring.

“What about you, Mr. Domination?” she coos,
reaching up to adjust the collar of my shirt. She quirks an
eyebrow. “Did you ever find a girl to tie down and spank?”

Damn. My cock gets hard, just hearing the
word ‘spank’ with JJ’s lush body pressed up against me.

“Is that an invitation?” I growl.

Excitement flares in her eyes. “That
depends...” she whispers.

“On what?” I swear, I don’t care that we’re
in the middle of the sidewalk with people walking by. I’m this
close to shoving her back in the alleyway and claiming that juicy
cunt all the way to the hilt.

“On how fast we can make it back to your
apartment.”

I turn and flag down the nearest cab without
pausing for breath. I shove JJ inside, and tumble in after.
“California Avenue,” I demand, already reaching for her. “And make
it fast.”

Her breath tickles in my ear. “Don’t you
dare,” she whispers, as the cab speeds away.

I yank her into my lap. “Don’t worry,
darling,” I slide around to cup her breast. It’s full and swollen,
heavy in my hand. Goddamn. I squeeze her nipple, hard through her
silky dress. “I’ve been waiting too long for this to rush it.”

The minute the words are out, I realize what
I’ve said.

Shit.

JJ frowns. “You’ve been waiting for this?” I
can’t tell what she thinks.

I think fast. “Don’t tell me you haven’t
thought about it,” I say, keeping my voice light. “Two stunningly
attractive people like us... It was inevitable we’d do this one
day.”

She laughs. “Arrogant, much?”

“I believe I just paid you a compliment.” I
tweak her nipple again and she gasps, grinding against my lap with
her ass.

“My mistake.” JJ’s head falls back against
my shoulder, leaving her body open to me. I slowly stroke her
breasts, moving my other hand over her stomach, and down between
her hot thighs.

She stifles a moan as I stroke her through
her dress.

My eyes meet the cab driver’s in the
rearview mirror. He winks.

I lean in to whisper in JJ’s ear. “We have
an audience,” I murmur, still stroking in circles around her clit.
“Want me to stop?”

She keeps her eyes shut.

“Was that a no?” I grin, reaching to squeeze
her other nipple.

JJ pants against me.

“Was that a yes?” I rub faster. She
whimpers.

“He can see everything, you know,” I keep
whispering. My words are making her hot, I can tell. She’s getting
off on how naughty this is, spread out on my lap in the backseat of
the cab with the driver just inches away, hearing every moan.

Damn, I love how wild she is. Other girls
would be blushing by now, pushing my hands away, pretending to be
good and proper. But JJ arches up, pressing against my hand, then
grinding back into my cock. She keeps her eyes shut, but I can tell
from the heat in her body she’s loving every minute of this, there
in the dark with just my hands and dirty words urging her on.

“I bet he’s wishing he was me right now,” I
murmur, sliding my hand up under her skirt. She’s naked underneath,
juicy and dripping for me. I curl two fingers up inside her, and
feel her body clench around me, greedy for more.

Soon. So fucking soon.

“He’s hearing those sexy whimpers, and
wishing he was balls-deep in your tight, wet pussy,” I whisper in
her ear. “I bet he’s never fucked a girl like you before. Hell, I
bet the minute he drops us off, he’ll be jacking off, imagining
your lips sliding up his shaft and taking him deep, choking on his
cum.”

JJ lifts her head and turns to me. Her eyes
are wide and lusty, her breath is coming fast. “Too bad,” she tells
me, gasping as I plunge my fingers deeper inside her clenching
channel. “Yours is the only cock I want inside me, every inch, Ash,
I want every fucking inch.”

Goddamn.

I fight to keep control, but JJ clenches
around my fingers. “You feel that?” she demands.

I groan. Fuck, this is too much.

“That’s what I’ve got for you,” she
promises, her eyes bright. “I want to feel you stretch me wide
open. I want you pounding me into the mattress. Hold me down, tie
me up, do whatever you want with me, just promise, you’ll take me
hard.”

The cab screeches to a halt. For a second, I
think the cabbie’s just come, but then I look out the window and
realize, we’re outside my apartment.

Thank fucking God.

I push JJ out the door and throw a twenty
into the front. “Keep the change.”

The driver smirks. “You are one lucky
bastard,” he calls, as I slam the door shut.

Don’t I know it.

I drag JJ up the front steps, and unlock the
front door. I yank her into the house. The door slams shut behind
us. Silence.

Finally, we’re alone.

SEVEN

JUSTINE

I stand there in the hallway, my heart
racing. It’s dark, just the streetlights outside shining through
the window and noise from late-night partiers on the street. Ash
throws his keys and wallet down on the table, and turns back to
face me, three feet away.

We stare hungrily at each other. In the dim
light, his face is shadowed, but I can see the desire written all
over his face. It makes my stomach twist, and my pussy ache.

Suddenly, it all comes crashing in. This is
it. The moment I’ve been waiting for all this time. I gulp for air,
overwhelmed. My legs are still weak and my breath is coming fast
from that scene in the cab. Holy fuck it was hot. I can’t believe
we just did that. It felt so dirty and thrilling -- and I didn’t
want it to stop.

He pushes every one of my limits, and makes
my fantasies come true. Now I have him all alone. No interruptions.
Nobody to see.

No place to hide.

He knows me better than anyone, and now,
there’ll be nothing between us at all.

I stare at Ash, waiting for some cue.
Finally, he reaches up and slowly loosens his tie. He pulls it free
and tosses it on the floor. He raises an eyebrow: a challenge.

Your turn.

My nerves disappear.
It’s still just a
game
, I tell myself, regret mingling with excitement in my
veins.

I kick off one shoe, then the other.

Ash smiles, and unbuttons his shirt. He
throws it down, and I drink in the sight of his naked torso: a
lean, swimmer’s body, all muscle and taut, tanned flesh.

Yum
.

I undo the zipper on my dress and let it
fall to the ground. My panties are still decorating the statue of
Oscar, so I’m left wearing my black lace push up bra -- and nothing
else.

Ash’s jaw clenches. He unbuckles his belt,
and strips off his pants. I can see the outline of his cock
straining against his briefs: hard and thick.

I shiver. God, I want him.

I unhook my bra and slowly slide it down my
arms. The night air hits my naked breasts, and my nipples
stiffen.

Ash shoves his briefs down. His cock springs
free, standing hard and massive as he kicks the last of his
clothing aside.

My thighs clench.

We’re both naked now, and Jesus, the tension
crackling between us could light a city block on fire. My pulse is
racing, and I’m dying to touch him, but something keeps me locked
in place, waiting for him to make his move.

His eyes move slowly from my head to my
toes. I can feel the burning path of his gaze on my skin. Every
nerve in my body is humming with excitement, until finally he
reaches my face again.

“Turn around.” Ash’s voice is low and thick
with lust. “Put your hands against the wall and spread your
legs.”

Holy shit.

My pussy throbs. I do as he says. I turn my
back and put my hands up against the door. I widen my stance and
arch back, thrusting my ass in the air.

Ash moves closer. “I remember what you told
me, about those guys you hooked up with who couldn’t make you come
to save their lives.”

His voice shivers down my spine, that sexy
accent, all crisp and dominating. He strokes gently across my
shoulders, and brushes my hair back from my neck.

“You said how you wished they would just
take charge. Not wait for permission for every little thing. Just
go ahead and fuck you like a real man.”

He twists my hair in his fist and pulls.

Jesus. Heat floods through me. My legs go
weak with lust, but I keep position: hands up, legs spread.

“Is this what you want, JJ?” He whispers
against my ear, every breath making me even wetter. Ash gives
another tug: not hard enough to hurt, but enough to show he means
business.

He’s in charge now, and fuck, I love it.

“Is this what you imagined?” he demands.
“All those nights you kicked them out the door and finished
yourself off because they were too pussy to get you there?”

“Yes,” I gasp, reeling from the thrill. I’ve
fantasized about a man who could dominate me like this: a real man,
not the boys in law school and college. They liked to talk, sure,
but when it came down to it, they were fumbling and meek, or
blandly unimaginative.

But Ash? Damn. He’s hotter than I even
imagined. Dirtier, harder, more playful all in one irresistibly
sexy package.

He knows me. He knows exactly what I
want.

Now, he tugs gently on my hair; strokes
softly across my naked back, making me shiver and moan.

“Did you picture someone holding you down
like this,” he growls, “making you wet, giving that sweet ass the
spanking it deserves?”

Before I can process his words, his free
hand cracks against my bare ass in a delicious slap.

I let out a shriek of surprise.

Ash spanks me again, on the other cheek this
time. The shock jolts through me, a delicious pressure mingling
together in a thrilling and unfamiliar buzz.

Oh God, yes.

I arch back, wiggling my ass for more.

Ash gives a throaty chuckle. “Goddamn, JJ.
How can you be this good?”

He lands another hard slap, tugging on my
hair at the same time so my body is arched and taut for him. The
sensation crashes through me. I’m dizzy with lust now, fuck, it
feels like a dream. The darkness, his commanding voice. I’m more
turned on than I’ve ever been in my life before. This is
incredible.

He spanks me again, making me moan, then
smoothes his hand over my stinging flesh. He dips between my thighs
to stroke my lips.

“Juicy and tight,” he says, testing one
finger inside of me. “Are you ready for me, darling?”

“Yes,” I gasp, and God, I’ve never been more
ready. Ready for his cock to split me wide open, ready for his
hands to clench me tight.

“Are you sure about that?” Ash’s voice turns
teasing. He slides his finger out and strokes over my aching
nipples, coating them in my slick juices and giving them a
delicious, sharp tweak.

I shudder with excitement, my whole body
trembling. “Now, Ash, I need you!”

“What’s the magic word?” he growls in my
ear.

I pause. I’ve never begged, not for anyone.
It was always a line I didn’t cross, the way I stayed in control. I
could take it or leave it, walk away at any time.

But we both know, I crossed that line with
Ash a long time ago. I want him so bad, I don’t care I’m breaking
my own rules.

“C’mon, JJ,” Ash demands. He slides his hand
down, rubbing possessively over my clit in time with his filthy
words. “You need it, don’t you? You want my cock thrusting deep
inside you. You’re gagging for it, I can feel your pussy dripping
for more.”