By Chance, No Choice (Stetson Series Book 1) Page 3

  The man was outright begging. Well, with a sexy southern accent.

  “Why?”

  “I, rather, thought we had a connection. Not trying to jump over anyone's broom or anything crazy like that, but you sorta stumped me. Not quite sure how to explain it but I know I'd regret it if I didn't do everything to make sure we spent time together. I work damn hard and being in the company of a feisty yet funny woman, that'd make my whole year.”

  “I'm sure you use those lines on all the women.”

  “Nah, sweetheart. I'm what you call a straight shooter. If I mean to spend time with ya, I say that. If I mean to spend the night or several hours, I say that.”

  That hurt a little. This was no fairy tale, but it still hurt to know he only wanted a night. It was stupid for it to bother me but instead of overthinking it like I often do, I replied with, “One night?”

  “Just one.” His smirk morphed into a sexy, yet sly smile.

  “Fine. Tonight. I’ll come to your hotel room at 8:00 PM and you’ll get your night.” I snatched my arm from his and said, “I suggest you make it good.”

  It seemed like the only reasonable compromise to get the man out of my face for the rest of this seminar. Well, I also hadn’t been with anyone in a little while and he unlike anyone in the past few years had really turned me on.

  “That,” he laughed as he followed me out of the door. “You won’t have to worry about. I’ll take more than good care of ya.”

  I didn’t respond because I had arrived at my next workshop and there were a lot of people around.

  “See ya.” I opened the door and went through.

  “I’m scheduled to be here,” He said.

  “Not if you plan to see me at eight, you’re not.”

  JD raised an eyebrow, then leaned towards me and said, “Oh, you’ll pay for this one.” He stood to his true height and rubbed his hands together. “I hope you’re ready for that.”

  I let the door close, but called back, “Bring it.”

  There was a hearty laugh that grew but then was muffled when the door shut completely. Something within me knew not only did he plan to bring it, but I might as well get ready. There was a spa within the resort, so I decided to play hooky and get some services completed.

  It was cold in New York and if I’m single during the winter months, there was no shaving of my legs, but I was happy that I had received my monthly wax last week. A pedicure was needed and I could use a massage to relax as the thought of being intimate with him was a little nerve-wracking but also thrilling. Please don’t let me lose control. The man might not be ready for that.

  Once my spa session was over, I went to my room and took a nap. I had a light lunch and planned to eat a light dinner as well due to make sure I had energy for what was to come. To avoid him, I ordered room service and ate a chopped steak salad with a glass of red wine. The spa worked to relax my muscles, but I also wanted to relax my mind just a bit.

  Time had passed by quickly and it was seven forty-five when I walked across the beautiful resort and made my way to the Hunter’s Suite. It included several rooms in a secluded area, which meant whoever was over here wanted to be away from everyone and could afford to do so.

  As I made my way to 4S, I passed doors with empty wine bottles, glasses, and half-eaten plates of steak, sushi, lamb and lobster in front of them on the floor. The wine glasses had different shades of lipstick while the others were tilted on the sides or empty.

  I raised my hand to knock on the door and it opened before my knuckles could connect with the beige-colored entryway.

  “Oh,” I gasped and jumped back.

  “You made it.” He smirked. “Had my doubts.”

  He moved out of the way to let me in using a grand gesture where he slightly bent over at the waist.

  “Thanks.” I smiled and walked into the humongous suite.

  There were marble countertops on every surface, including the side tables. The wood was richly polished and the carpet was not typical of a hotel, but it looked as if it was plush. My eyes were scanning the suite so they wouldn’t scan him as he walked past me in brown lounge pants and a white t-shirt. That did not sound sexy but it damn sure looked it because it was fitted and every peck could be seen.

  My palms were damp as it began to creep up on me why I was actually in the man’s suite. I usually had the guys come to me, but this one, our one night, I wanted to leave him in the morning.

  “Have a seat.” He gestured for me to sit on the love seat with the small round table in front of it, with an array of magazines spread across the top. There were a few that that I recognized. One was UBAWA, the other PEN’Ashe, and a more recent one included EXQUISITE Literary Magazine.

  “A glass,” he asked while gesturing with an empty glass towards the cart of chilled wine.

  “No thank you.” I crossed my legs.

  He poured a glass for himself and tipped the steel plate cover upward.

  “You eat yet?” He inhaled, then said, “This sure smells good.”

  “I ate, but thanks.”

  He put the cover back over the food and turned towards me with a crooked smile. “You look beautiful.”

  “Thanks.”

  “Are you nervous?” He asked.

  “No.”

  “So, why are you shaking your leg like you want to shake it off.”

  I looked down at my swinging leg and stopped it. Shoot, I was nervous and of course, he would call me out on it. A small wave of heat flushed over me as embarrassment crept in, so I stood up.

  “Look, maybe….”

  JD put his glass down and was moving toward me using his wide strides. “Oh, no ya don’t.” He was in my space before I could get everything else out. “You said I could have one night.” His hand swept a stray curl and placed it behind my ear. “I’m getting my night.”

  He smelled good, looked good and the fine hairs on his beard reminded me that I would not mind beard burn from the one night. His pink lips were calling to me and I wanted to bite them. He stood staring at me with those piercing hazel eyes as if he were waiting for me to make the first move like a dare. As if he knew that I wouldn’t.

  Well, he didn’t know me very well. I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling it down to me and nipped his bottom lip, right before I pressed them against his for a kiss. It was not clear what he did, but I was taking control since he wasn’t stepping up. It was weird because I would have taken him for the dominant type. I guess all cowboys weren’t…

  Before I could finish that thought, he had both of my hands bound by his and outstretched above my head. My body was against the wall and one of his legs was between the two of mine. I gasped in surprise, but it was cut off by his mouth. This time, it was me whose lips were being ravished.

  Moans, grunts, and heat filled the open space as I started to move against his thigh. He pulled back and growled, “I see I have a wild one. Don’t get me wrong, I like to tame the wild ones, but sweetheart, I need you to understand one thing. My way to break something in is with my hand and spanking your ass. You got that?”

  Was this where I was supposed to consent?

  “JD,” I breathed. “Real men don’t talk about it. They just do it.”

  I swear, his eyes flashed and that hazel coloring grew to a nice warm coffee brown. JD dipped down and disappeared until I felt something hard push into my stomach and my world turned upside down.

  “Oh my, God,” I yelled.

  He had put me over his shoulder and the sting that was pulsing on my ass was his hand where he had just slapped it. I was a dark woman, but if I was a gambler, I knew the blood had rushed to that spot causing it to be red.

  Slap.

  “Holy shit,” I mumbled.

  “They just do it, huh?” He said right before making my cheeks jiggle with another riveting slap to my ass.

  This time, instead of talking, a moan escaped my mouth.

  “That’s what I like to hear.”

  He laid me
on the bed and tore his t-shirt off his body with one hand behind his back. I remained there, so he could do what he needed and prayed to God, this was good.

  “Anything, I need to know?”

  “Pardon?” I asked as I was not quite sure what he wanted to know.

  “I’m about to taste that wet pussy of yours. Is there anything I need to know?”

  “Oh, no. No. I’m clean and uh,” I was thinking. “Yeah, I get checkups annually and it’s been almost a year since I’ve been with a man.” I thought some more. “Oh and I’m on birth control as it keeps my period regulated.”

  “All I needed to know.”

  JD placed one knee on the bed and grabbed my ankle, placed his warm, wet lips right on the inside bone. Then, he kissed it over my fabric covered sandal strap. His hand trailed down my leg to my ass, then he pulled my thong off and held it to his nose.

  “Goddamn.” His eyes were on my center, then he rolled my dress over my stomach, so I was bared to him. “Legs open for me. Wide.”

  I gladly obeyed because not only was I wet for him, but my body was tingling with need. His finger caressed my thighs, my lower stomach and then he pressed on my clit.

  “You’re so wet.” His eyes were trained on me. “Your glistening pussy is calling for me, sweetheart.”

  That was all I heard before the tidal wave of my nerve endings had me knife up to see what the man was doing but all I saw was his full set of long dark hair. It had been awhile, so that would be my excuse as to why I grabbed a hand full of hair, wrapped my legs around his back, caging him in and gyrating my throbbing pussy against his face.

  He flipped me over and moved us higher on the bed. I grabbed the headboard and without any prompting I rotated my hips on his face until he was slapping me on the ass, spurring me along.

  “Oh my God,” I moaned as I could feel the tingling sliding over my skin.

  JD’s slaps stopped but his fingers continued to roam as he rimmed my small hole.

  Holy shit.

  I rotated my ass, lifting it higher so he could have full access. The tip of his finger entered and immediately following the private invasion, I erupted all over his face; screaming my release. My legs were spastically moving until he finished licking me dry. Then he grabbed my waist and pulled me down his body, so my face hovered over his while his large appendage was pressed into my stomach.

  “You taste damn good,” he said as his hand cupped my ass and the other was in my hair.

  “Hmm,” I murmured as I was still in a haze.

  JD removed his hand from my hair and pulled the condom off the bed to hand it to me.

  “You know what ya doing?” He asked with one eyebrow up.

  I snatched it from him, rose to my knees and took off my dress.

  He whistled, then groaned, “Good heavens.”

  Ripping the condom wrapper with my teeth, I loosened the drawstring on his pants so I could see the raging boner that was piercing me. Through his lounge pants that didn’t hide much, it was clear he was big and he was long.

  “Be gentle.” JD smirked.

  “I have this.” I placed the condom on his stomach and started to pull his pants and briefs off.

  Wow!

  Those clothes did nothing for the real thing, he was extremely big and long. Mouthwatering long. I lowered my face towards his cock and held his eyes in the process. They were changing colors again and damn if that didn’t turn me on even more. My tongue touched the swollen purple head, licking the pre-cum that leaked from his small slit, then I trailed my tongue within the opening, causing JD to groan loudly.

  “Sweetheart, don’t play with me now.” He grounded out.

  I kissed the tip, then wrapped my lips around his monster and started to suck on it like a Dove Bar but it wasn’t chocolate. He was tasty; slightly salty, soapy and all man. My jaws locked around him as I sucked harder. The next thing I felt was a tingling sensation in my head, as JD had a handful of hair, holding me still as he pushing in and out of my mouth.

  He felt so damn good. Taking control, opening me up, and fucking my mouth. My moans spurred him on until he was holding me down and his hard dick was clogging the back of my throat.

  “Good girl,” he murmured. “Fuck, you’re good.”

  JD pulled out and fell back on the bed. I licked my lips, deciding this was the opportunity to pounce. I grabbed the condom, slipped it on that huge thing he called a cock and slide down on it while twirling my hips.

  “Oh, baby. Fuck,” He moaned.

  “Ohhh, God.” I was so tight, so I had more maneuvering to do until I could fully sit on him without a lot of finagling.

  JD grabbed my hips and pushed into me, causing my scream to take even me by a surprise.

  “Oh shit,” I exhaled.

  He sat up, so he was directly in front of me as I adjusted to his size. The crazy part about all of this was that it felt like déjà vu. As if he and I had been here before.

  “Fuck me, sweetheart.” He swatted my ass. “Show me how you ride?”

  Challenge accepted!

  I twisted and turned on JD so any times there was no wonder how I didn't screw it off. At one point, I placed my hands on his chest and lifted my hips and slammed down on him automatically. Why I decided to pull out all my moves on this man, was not a question I wanted to answer. However, his groans, slaps to my ass and him calling on sweet baby Jesus confirmed I was making an impact.

  JD flipped me over so he was on top of me. The man had some stamina and his forceful ways kept me soaked as I wanted him more and more.

  “Time to slow it down, mama.”

  Mama?

  JD was on top and pushed inside of me, leaving me speechless but my mouth was open. He placed his forefinger on my tongue and in return I sucked on it.

  “Oh, goddamn.” JD murmured. “Suck on it, sweetheart.”

  Those eyes were dark again as he watched me take his finger and he entered me yet again. My gasped left my mouth open where he added another finger. When I was able to breathe again, I continued to twirl my tongue around his long digits.

  JD stroked inside of me nice and slow causing me to calm down and let him take control.

  “So fucking beautiful.” He groaned as his eyes didn't leave mine.

  He was taking his time with me. This wasn't a quick fuck and he planned to make it last. I wrapped both of my hands under his arms to hold on and enjoy the ride as he rocked us into another place if ecstasy.

  He felt so good, almost familiar. Like he belonged there. It was almost like this had happened before and there seemed to be more happening without it being verbalized.

  Chapter 5

  JD

  Goddamn.

  The woman was ballsier than a peacock with all his feathers. Who would believe, she tried to handle me? I had to nip that shit and tan her ass, so she’d know. I would be the one running this show. Fuck, if I did it too. She passed out on me around three in the morning. My next move would have sent her over the edge anyway.

  Tess took everything I gave her, so I know she would have enjoyed everything else I had for her. She came alive with every move and when she wrapped those luscious lips around my cock, I swore I was about to come down her throat. It was weird, as if we had done this before.

  Fucking, brilliant.

  She stirred a little, causing her hair to glide over my mouth. It smelled like mango and she tasted like honey. It was a rare taste but it was also goddamn addictive. I know I told her one night, but there was no one I was sticking to that. I had no idea what the fuck happened last night but I wanted that shit again.

  I turned around to see the red digits blinking four-twenty-three. Shit, it was still dark outside. I folded back into her as she squeezed me tighter and buried her head in my chest.

  Fuck me.

  The sassy, strong, smart-mouthed woman was holding on to me like she needed me. I'd done my research on her. She didn't need any man. She was the goddamn VP of LIT Tech. They would go international s
oon, but she single-handedly landed a major deal in California and Michigan. Michael gave her full credit in the news conference. She wouldn't ever leave him since the word was he gave her full reign to do what she wanted. Which was a wonder since she was concerned that he'd let her go or her job would be in jeopardy for misconduct.

  My eyes grew heavy again as I held her tight against me. In the morning, I would order room service and convince her in whatever way I needed to give me another night.

  * * *

  A noise woke me up but when I turned in the bed, I saw my bed was empty.

  “Tess,” I called out as my voice was ten times deeper with sleep

  The bathroom light was on, but I didn't hear anything.

  “Tess.”

  There was a knock and from the other side of the door, I heard, “room service.”

  Turning around, I saw the clock read ten-thirty. Swinging my legs over the bed, I saw there was no sign of her. When I walked passed the bathroom, she wasn't there.

  “No service right now. I put the do not,” I didn’t finish talking because the sign was on the floor at my feet.

  “Sorry, Mr. Timms. What time would you like me to come back?”

  “In an hour.”

  I closed the door and inhaled loudly.

  She had left.

  * * *

  I met up with the conference around noon for lunch. They had an all you can eat buffet station consisting of burgers, steak, Italian, and Mexican food.

  There was no sign of Tess anywhere, which did not make me feel any better.

  Where the fuck was she?

  After lunch, there was a general assembly and she was not there either. I'm not sure why I went to the front, but I saw her at the concierge’s desk with all of her bags.

  My heart skipped a beat at the sight of her leaving. She couldn't leave. Shit, I wouldn't let her.

  “What's seems to be the problem?” I asked as I walked into what seemed to be an intense conversation between her and the concierge.

  Tess whirled around and then she said, “Hey, I got it. Thanks.”

  The concierge smiled at me politely.