Seduce (Beautiful Rose 0.50)

“You can’t tell at all that you’ve never been in love,” Luke mocked, sarcasm dripping off each word. I laughed off his words. That much was true. Alex would say I act the way I do because I’m scared of falling in love. If I were completely honest with myself, I would admit there was some truth to that. Love fucks you up, which is why I didn’t do relationships. Relationships lead to love and being in love opens you up to the possibility of getting hurt. Love rips your chest open and puts your heart out there to be broken. It makes you vulnerable and puts you out on display until eventually it rips through you like an emotional hurricane and destroys you. I’ve seen what love can do to people.

You can’t half tell I have abandonment issues, can you?

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After a few hours drinking with my old buddy, we finally parted ways. By that I mean he left while I ordered another scotch, eyeing the blonde at the bar. I cocked my head, signaling her to come over. She got to her feet, her tipsiness noticeable by the way she stumbled slightly as she took a step. She reached my table and sat down, smiling at me.

“Hello sexy,” I murmured. She was a pretty little thing, which made me wonder what she was doing sitting in a bar all alone dressed up to the nines. With her messed-up hair, her streaking mascara and glassy eyes, the few drinks she’d consumed had clearly taken their toll on her.

“Hello,” she said, a sudden burst of shyness consuming her. Where was the confident beauty who had been shooting me sexy glances all night?

“So I’m about to leave, and the question is, are you going to be leaving with me?” I downed the last of my drink and stood up, as if I didn’t care either way. This was easy to do because I really couldn’t care less whether she came with me or not. She opened her mouth, both shocked and aroused by my forwardness.

“You better shut that pretty little mouth, honey, or I’ll give you something to stick in there,” I grinned. I put out my hand, half expecting her to right hook me in the face. “Coming?” I asked. She took it uncertainly, allowing me to help her up. I suppressed a laugh, not wanting to be rude, but I couldn’t believe that line had actually worked!

“Do I get to know your name?” she asked breathlessly. I smirked at her, not believing for a second she didn’t know who I was. Everyone knew who Jack Falcon was. Pretending not to recognize me was like pretending not to know who the Queen was.

“Does it matter?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.

“I guess not,” she stammered, following me out the door. It always amazed me how easily they followed.

Chapter Two

My arm slipped around her waist as I led her inside the flat. She giggled, smiling at me coyly, swaying on her feet. I threw my jacket toward the sofa, missing it by a good distance.

“Can I get you a dr

ink?” I asked my new friend. She shook her head, mumbling something about behaving. Smirking, I shook my head. Now she decided she should behave, after going home with someone she’d just met after drinking all night in a bar? Eyeing the selection of scotch on the top shelf of my bar, I chose a bottle of aged double malt. I dropped a few cubes of ice into a glass and poured myself what would be considered a quadruple in bar terms.

“You like your scotch,” she smiled, her left arm twisted around her back, clutching her right elbow. The maneuver stuck her chest out a little more and gave me a better look at her cleavage. She’d definitely more than do for the night.

“I love my scotch. There is nothing better than the feeling of that smooth, velvety liquid gold scorching the back of your throat as it slips down.” By the end of the sentence I was whispering softly in her ear. Her eyes widened, and she looked almost ready to orgasm then and there. I led her into my bedroom. With one finger, I undid the buttons on the top of her dress, exposing her black-and-white bra. She had an exceptional rack, and I fought hard to resist the urge to motorboat her. (Long story involving a set of twins with huge tits and way too much alcohol).

“This,” I said, tugging at her dress, “needs to go.” She giggled again, her nerves evident. I was sure somewhere in the back of her mind she was screaming ‘I’m about to sleep with Jack Falcon!’ I was happy to give her something to brag to her friends about.

She unzipped the back of her dress, letting it slide down her arms until it fell in a heap at her feet. Caught by surprise, she yelped as I grabbed her hand and spun her around until she lay flat on my bed. Unbuckling my pants, I kept my eyes locked to hers, knowing that girls love it when you make eye contact. It makes them feel like this whole thing is so much more than just sex.

“You’re beautiful,” I muttered, kicking my pants aside. My fingers trailed up her bare legs until they rested on the lacy edge of her panties. She smiled as I gently eased them down her thighs, continuing until they slipped past her ankles. Tossing them over my shoulder, I began kissing her, starting with her ankle, then slowly working my way up her leg. My eyes didn’t stray from hers, which made everything feel more erotic. She giggled, and just like that, the moment was broken.

What was up with all the fucking giggling? I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. She sounded like a fucking chihuahua, and it was starting to give me a headache.

As my mouth reached her knees, I spread them apart, and she breathed in as my lips worked their way along the soft skin of her inner thigh. Curling my hands around her hips, I reeled her in to where I knelt. My mouth was less than an inch from her wet pussy, so close that when I breathed, she jumped. I hooked her leg over my shoulder, my tongue teasing her and working her up. This girl was so hot for me she was almost sizzling.

Honestly, I avoid giving head wherever possible, but sometimes I’m just in a generous mood, like tonight. Spreading her legs even further apart, I gently licked along the thin strip of pubic hair that had been neatly waxed into place. I felt her hand latch onto the back of my head as she kindly fought the urge to shove my face into her cunt.

“Fuck,” she whispered, her free hand repeatedly banging on the empty bed beside her. I dipped my tongue inside her, sucking hard on her inner lips, loving the way they hardened against my tongue.

Though I don’t like to give head, it has nothing to do with me not enjoying it. Quite the opposite actually, because I love the feeling of my tongue roaming the most sensitive areas of a woman’s body. Most of the time it’s just pure laziness as to why I don’t reciprocate.

After a long day working, having a chick drop to her knees to suck my cock without having to so much as wink…why pay for a meal when they’re handing out samples for free? Anyway back to…hell, I didn’t even know her name.

She screamed as I roughly plunged my tongue inside of her, her legs wrapping themselves around my shoulders. Her hand, still locked in my hair, began to pull. The sudden pain only encouraged me because I knew she was close to climaxing, and the sooner she climaxed the sooner we could get back to me. I released my tongue so that only the tip was inside of her now, circling the spot that made her toes curl and her muscles stretch to the point of tearing,

“Oh fuck me!” she screamed. Her back arched as her body began to spasm, all while she tried to push my face away. “Stop, stop, stop!” she cried as I continued to tease her. I laughed, finally standing up. My cock was hard, as it had been since I’d started on her. Nothing quite like eating pussy to get the blood pumping.

I climbed onto the bed and rolled on a condom. Lying on my back, I grabbed her hips and lifted her on top of me. She gasped as she lowered herself onto my length. I smirked as she moaned, knowing instantly I’d hit the spot. There was a reason I was so popular with the ladies, and it had plenty to do with what I packed below the belt.

“Take your bra off,” I panted, rocking myself in rhythm with the beat of her hips. I watched as she reached behind her back and unclipped the bra, throwing it onto the bed. Her rounded breasts fell out, jiggling as she moved. One thing was for sure: she had a nice set of tits.