Wild Sexy Fix (Wild Sexy 2)

I felt breathless, full and needy. He didn’t move at first. He brought one hand under my belly and started to play with my clit, waiting until my body was jerking with little bursts of pleasure before slowly beginning to move.

The pleasure was maddening. I didn’t know what to do with myself. My fingers gripped the sheets as desperate cries poured out of my lips. It felt so good, so good I couldn’t bear it.

I screamed when I came. It was a wild animal sound that tore from my throat, surprising even me. He pulled out of me as moisture dripped down my thigh and I collapsed weakly on the bed.

“Are you okay?” he asked after a moment.

“Are you kidding?” I laughed weakly. “Jeez! I can’t feel my legs.”

He chuckled softly and went into the bathroom, returning after disposing of the condom. His cock still hung, heavy and turgid. I felt weak and boneless, but God I still wanted him.

“Come to bed,” I urged.

He got under the covers with me, using a towel to wipe the moisture from my thighs before pulling me into his arms. He lowered his head to my breasts and I closed my eyes, loving the feeling of being so close to him. I almost drifted off, but after a few moments, I dragged my eyes open to find him watching me with something like tenderness in his gaze.

“Hey,” I said softly.

“I was watching you sleep,” he said.

“I’m not asleep,” I whispered back.

He kissed my breasts, and I pulled his face up to mine, kissing him deeply. He leaned his weight on one elbow as I spread my legs under him.

“Daphne.” He breathed my name.

I reached for him, guiding him to the warm, pulsing entrance to my body. He closed his eyes and pushed slowly inside, letting out a moan as my body clenched around him. His movements were slow but firm, just what I needed. He planted kisses on my breasts and my face. Still moving, he twined his fingers with mine, spreading both our arms wide as his hips rocked into me.

It felt perfect. Our bodies were meant to be together, to give pleasure to each other. My breath caught as my pleasure reached its peak and I came again. My eyes locked with his as he also reached his release, our bodies surrendering to each other before we finally drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Five

“I think Jason has a girlfriend,” Amy whispered.

For a minute I wasn’t sure what I’d heard. I could barely hear my thoughts over what sounded like a thunderclap in my head. “What?”

She didn’t notice the effect her words had on me. The club was dark, lit only by strobe lights and the massive displays that had been set up at various points showing the promotional images for Verge, a company Jason financed, which was celebrating 10 million users on their platform by renting out Wild Things for a party.

“I said, I think Jason has a girlfriend.”

We were on an upper gallery, overlooking the dance floor and across from where Jason was standing with the CEO of the company, a twenty-something geeky guy who seemed to be enjoying himself, even if he looked a little out of place. Rico, who co-owned Wild Things with Jason, was also standing with them, along with a couple of other people, one of whom was a tall blonde model I recognized from a few cosmetics campaigns. She was practically rubbing up on Jason.

It isn’t possible, I thought, almost panicking, and then chiding myself for reacting so strongly. We’d spent nearly every night together for the past week. We talked, joked, fucked, and stayed away from talking about what we were, relationship-wise. We had set no rules, and if he suddenly got a girlfriend, he would be well within his rights.

And I would be… I breathed. I would be miserable.

“I heard you,” I told Amy over the music. I still hadn’t come clean to her, and she thought I was spending my nights with some guy. “Why do you think so?” I feigned nonchalance. “Did he say something to you?”

“No!” She laughed. “He wouldn’t, but that blonde has been flirting with him all night, and he’s hardly even looked at her.”

I turned back to look at Jason and realized Amy was right. He couldn’t have looked more uninterested if he tried. He also couldn’t have looked sexier if he tried. There was no way any woman would look at all that goodness and not want a piece—every piece.

As if my thoughts called out to him, he looked across the gallery to where he knew we were standing and his eyes met mine. The look he gave me was full of promise. I smiled weakly and tried to breathe.

The celebrity DJ spun another hit, and down on the dance floor, bodies writhed to the beat. The party was an eclectic mix of computer geeks of both sexes, club regulars, and a whole assortment of guests, like the model who was still trying to get Jason to pay attention to her.

I watched him say something to her then step away, leaving her with the nerdy CEO, who looked like he couldn’t believe his luck. I laughed softly. In a few years, if all went well, she’d be the one who would either not believe her luck or be kicking herself for not being nicer to him.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” I told Amy. She waved me off and I made my way through the few people on the gallery and found the ladies room, lingering there to redo my lip gloss before going back outside. I took a step into the corridor, and my heart kicked when I saw Jason waiting for me.