I didn’t kiss him. He had a thing about that, I remembered well. Yeah, a guy who didn’t want to kiss me after he came home with me had raised some red flags, but he was a good fuck, and we’d both known that was all that night was.
Until a couple months later when I found out his name.
I’d fucked Beau Radcliffe. The Beau Radcliffe. Heir to the Radcliffe diamond fortune. And I remembered just where to find him.
Because that night we’d hooked up, he’d been drunk. Reeeeeeeeeeeeeal drunk. So drunk that, in spite of his “rules,” he still almost kissed me twice before stopping himself at the last second.
What he didn’t stop himself from doing? Blabbing all about how his buddy was away at his Initiation with the Order and all the fucked-up shit that was happening to him there. And how he was next. I thought it was just nonsense.
When he skipped out the next morning before I woke up with no note and no phone number, I didn’t think much of it. Just another douche out the door. Good riddance.
Had it been some of the best sex of my life and would I have minded a do-over? Yeah, best sex ever and no, wouldn’t have minded being done by him any damn time. But not if he was a jackass who couldn’t see the value in a gorgeous, self-sufficient woman like my badass self. So I shrugged him and the night off.
Then I found out who he was.
And circumstances being what they were, I decided to use some of those self-sufficient, badass skills I’d acquired over the years to make this current little reunion possible.
As I jumped him, tackling him down to the bed and obviously startling the fuck out of him, all I could think was, yep, worth it.
Even though this was not at all why I was here. Sex with the gorgeous Beau Radcliffe was definitely a perk, though.
Get your head in the game, some sane part whispered in the back of my brain as I landed on top of Beau’s hard body and immediately lowered my head to suckle on that bristly, masculine throat of his.
His cock immediately sprang up beneath me.
Oh, hello, gorgeous! Mama’s missed you. I grinned big and didn’t hesitate on reaching down and grabbing the length of him. Who was I kidding? I was a girl who took her kicks where she could get them—grab life by the balls before it could grab you had always been my motto. So I gave in to my rising lust and squeezed his cock like I’d dreamed of doing ever since I’d last had him in my bed.
All around us feet shuffled. I’d never been an exhibitionist—I’d never even had a threesome before. Tina had tried—more like Mick, her boyfriend, had tried—but that was one line I’d never cross.
But I couldn’t give less of a shit about all these old fuckers getting their dicks out and wanking off over watching me grab Beau’s cock and drag it over the wet lips of my pussy.
Jesus Christ, I hadn’t been laid in a long time. Too long. Way, way too long by the way my puss puss leapt back to life like the electricity had just been turned back on after an outage.
I started gyrating over Beau’s body as I eased him inside me, and he finally got with the program of what was happening because his hands flew to my hips.
And then, before I could seat myself all the way on top of him, I yelped out loud as Beau lifted me, cradled me in one arm and then flipped us so that his body was suddenly on top of mine.
I gasped underneath him as I looked up into his clear, probing blue eyes.
Beau Radcliffe, for all his outer calm and cool, was not a man who liked being taken by surprise.
“We’ll talk later,” was all he said, a warning tilt to his brow. Then he bowed his head over mine, his lips to my ear.
I shuddered at the feel of his hot breath caressing my ear, lips brushing back and forth across the bottom lobe at the same time as he ground his cock against the lips of my wet pussy. “Snap your fingers if you want to stop. Because you’ve got quite a mouth on you. And I’m not going to let one more word out of it in mixed company. Nod if you understand me.”
I grinned big, my pussy spasming at his decisive tone. I didn’t nod, though. “Yes, sir,” I said instead, cheekily grinning at him.
Oh, that had him riled. And then he had his fingers in my mouth, thick manly fingers.
It was hot as fuck, especially since he was finally, finally sinking inside me with that amazing, glorious cock of his.