The Suit (9 page)

“So…random hookups?”

“No. I would never sleep around like that, but having a screw buddy might not be so bad.”

“Screw buddy?” I snort. “They’re called fuck buddies.”

She rolls her eyes. “You know what I mean.”

I don’t say more, because I can’t. The thought of another man touching her that way makes me crazy. And it shouldn’t. I have no right to feel that way. After an hour I lead her out the door and we grab some fast food on the way home. When we pull up to the farm house, we take a seat on the porch swing and rock as we scarf down our dinner. Edie slips her boots and socks off, stretching her toes before putting them on to the white wooden floor of the porch and pushing gently to make us swing. We make small talk and I can tell her buzz has faded as her words have lost that little slur they had before.

Edie is devouring some double beef patty heart attack burger, her mouth stuffed full like a chipmunk, and I laugh. She’s a healthy eater, always munching on this and that and she loves beer. The women I’m used to these days drink fancy martinis and cocktails. Edie is certainly not like them. If I were the man I was raised to be, a man that lived for the farm, the horses, the struggle, she’d be the kind of woman I’d want by my side. But I’m not that man. I chose a different path. A path where struggle would never find me and no one could take away what I worked so hard for.

I’m not sure what’s compelling Edie James to prove she’s not the so called ‘good girl’ the town has labeled her. Maybe it’s her grief. Losing a loved one can make people do crazy things. Maybe it’s the stress of trying to run and keep the farm. It occurs to me that Edie is in need of something. Edie wants to be touched. She wants to feel a man against her. I could be that man. At least for the next few months. I could show her things. Scratch that itch for her and she’d be safe. God knows I’d never hurt her. My promise to Bud not to touch Edie resonates somewhere in the back of my mind, but given the circumstances, I feel like I have to do something. I may not be in love with Edie, but I care about her. She’s a good person and the kind of woman that deserves a man who can fulfill her needs in every way. Not to mention, it would certainly help me deal with the constant hard on I seem to be fighting whenever I’m in her presence.

“You look a million miles away,” Edie notes as she sucks some ketchup off of her thumb. “Penny for your thoughts?”

I crumple the paper my burger was wrapped in before I devoured it and toss it in the bag at our feet. With a shaky breath, I turn to her. She’s staring at me. I know I have to ask because the thought of her naked beneath me has been killing me for days. “Why don’t we hookup?”

Her body immediately tenses and my stomach feels as if it’s dropped out of my ass.
Shit.
This was a bad idea. “I was just thinking, we have the summer and then I’ll be gone. If you hookup with someone in town, rumors could start, and if it were me, no one would be the wiser.”

She licks her lips and stares out at the driveway for a long moment. I’m just about to apologize and tell her I’m sorry when she asks, “No strings attached?”

“No, Edie.” Because there can’t be. Not for two very different people like us.

“And what would we do?” Her gaze meets mine and I see her curiosity flicker.

This conversation seems to be picking up momentum and I’m getting excited. My dick is ready to stand at full salute. “Whatever you want, Edie,” I answer honestly.

“I’ve never done anything like that before,” she responds as she bites her lower lip in thought.

“You don’t have to make your mind up now. Think about it.”

“Is this like a pity screw?” I smile at her wording.

“No. Not at all. Believe me. We’d both get great satisfaction from this.”

“Don’t you think it might get weird between us?”

“I’m only here until the end of the summer. We can try it out and if it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. No hard feelings.”

Continuing to bite her lower lip, driving me fucking crazy, she quickly stands and heads to the door, leaving her boots and socks in front of the swing where she sat.
Shit.
I’ve upset her.
Shit. Shit.
I blew it. I’m just about to dash after her when she calls, “Follow me.” I’m inside in a flash as she descends down the hall. “Be right back,” she yells.

Taking a deep breath, I try to calm myself. I have no idea what to expect when she comes back out. I wouldn’t be surprised if she comes after me with a baseball bat. But when she returns, she’s wearing a pink silk robe. Damn, she’s ready to get down to business. Not that I’m complaining.

“First, I’m not a virgin so if you’re thinking I’m inexperienced, get that thought out of your head. That being said, I haven’t had many lovers or anything. But I have wants. And what
I
want…is to fulfill my fantasies.” Her last words are hesitant as her gaze moves from mine briefly. I can tell there’s a struggle waging inside of her. The good girl in her says this is wrong, but the other part of her, the part begging to break free and feel something, is urging her on.

“And what are your fantasies?” My voice is husky; I’m so turned on.

She waves a book in front of my face and I cringe. “You want to read?”

“Don’t twist your face at it,” she scowls. “These books have some pretty wicked-hot sex scenes in them.”

I stare at her blankly. She wants to read?

“Never mind. Forget the whole thing,” she groans as she moves to spin around to head back to her bedroom, but I quickly grab her and stop her.

“No wait. I’m sorry. I just thought we’d actually have sex…not read about other people having it.”

“Suit,” she says my name with a huff. “Are you dense? I want to role-play the sex scenes.”

“Ohhh…” Her preference in shitty literature just got a whole lot more exciting to me. Role-playing? That sounds pretty fucking awesome. “Okay,” I answer sliding my hands into my pockets. “Are you sure you want to do this, Edie?” I have to ask. The last thing I want is for her to do something she’ll regret later.

“I’m not as much of a goody-goody as you think, Suit,” she huffs. “In fact, I intend to show you just how bad I can be.”

My mind fumbles for words as all the blood in my body rushes to my dick.
Shit.
This girl is full of surprises.

She flips through the book until she stops and scans the pages. “Okay, so I think we should start slow tonight. When I walked in on you reading my book that day in the kitchen, you sounded really hot and I want to see if this is something we can both find pleasure from.” She hands me the book and points. “Start reading here. Remember, we are these characters. We are not Edie and Suit, my name is Jessica and yours is Ross.”

“Okay.” I clear my throat and glance at the book. She walks away from me a ways before she spins around, facing me.

“Okay. Read.” She nods.

She was just a girl for God’s sake. But she was a girl that had seen too much which matured her beyond her years. I was thirty years old, she was barely eighteen, but that didn’t stop me from wanting her. As our gazes locked, she let the satin robe slide off her shoulders to the floor, pooling at her feet.

I look up and watch in awe as Edie’s robe slips down her body to the floor. She’s naked. I swallow hard. I’m so turned on. Fuck, she’s beautiful. Her breasts are perfectly round and full with little, pink nipples, hard and begging to be in my mouth. She’s thin, but her curves are there and I step forward, my hands aching to touch her smooth skin.

“Keep reading.” She nods to the book and I blink stupidly. Oh yeah, the book. How in the hell am I supposed to read while she’s standing here naked?

Jessica was offering herself to me and I was just the kind of selfish bastard that would take everything she was willing to give. I would devour her, fuck her until she screamed my name over and over and watched my cum burst onto her perfect tits. Her movements were light, silent and graceful as her hands found my shoulders and she pressed her perfect naked body to mine.

My reading is interrupted as I feel Edie, her delicate hands on my chest as she slides them up to my shoulders. When I look at her, she’s staring up at me. There is no apprehension in her eyes. She wants this. I can feel the heat of her body through my clothes and I reach out for her. My free hand finds her side and she feels like heaven. As difficult as it is not to tackle her to the ground, I keep reading.

I will have her. I will ruin her for all other men. But I won’t do it tonight. Tonight I’ll do what most likely no man in her life has ever done. Tonight I’ll kiss her passionately, show her she means more, and then I’ll send her to bed.

When I look back at Edie, her head is leaned back, her perfect lips slightly parted, ready and waiting. I won’t lie. My dick is so hard it’s almost painful. I expected this to go further than a kiss, but I’ll gladly take it. I pull her to me and crush my lips to hers. My tongue sweeps inside of her mouth and she welcomes it as her hands fist my shirt. The kiss is fevered, heavy, and by far the most amazing kiss I’ve ever received. One hand still holds the book, while my other hand finds her breast before running down to the curve of her ass. When she pulls away, we’re both breathing heavy, gazing at one another. Lust looms in her eyes as she bites her bottom lip. Then, she nods back at the book. My eyes blur, but I know I have to keep reading. She wants to act out this scene, which means I need to keep reading to find out what happens next. Maybe there’s more than a kiss.

Dear God, please let there be more than a kiss.

The kiss was meant to tell her I wanted more than sex, but it only made the fire of my desire burn brighter. Just as I was second-guessing my decision to wait, she backed away from me and picked her robe up off the ground. With a coy smile, she retreated, and just before she was out of sight, she looked back to me and stared. It was a promise of more to come. And I knew it would be worth the wait.

When I meet Edie’s gaze, she is slipping the robe over her shoulders and tying the sash. She descends down the hall and gives me one more longing gaze before she opens her bedroom door and enters. This was a start and she’s promising more to come. Edie James is quite a woman. I’ll never make fun of her choice in literature again. Who knew these shitty romance novels could be so fucking hot?  Who knew the little farm girl could completely knock me on my ass? I have seriously underestimated Edie James.

I’m so amped up I head out to do a night check on the stables before I turn in. As if I’d be able to sleep after that anyway. I’m definitely going to need a long cold shower tonight.

I didn’t sleep a wink last night. I can’t believe I kissed Suit! And it was epic. As soon as I can get away, I head straight to Nikki’s in desperate need of her advice.

“So let me get this straight. You’ve negotiated hooking up with the suit as long as he plays out your fantasies with you?” Nikki’s face looks as if it may split in two, her grin is so wide. I’m not surprised she’s shocked by my revelation. Hell, I’m shocked
. What the hell am I doing?
Suddenly the realization at how sexually frustrated I’ve become hits me hard. I bend over and grab my knees, gulping in air. “Just breathe, Edie.” Nikki stands and rubs my back gently.

“You’re right. It’s insane. I’ll just tell him it was a bad idea.”

“The hell you will.” Nikki yanks me up and kneels before me so that we’re eye to eye. “There is nothing wrong with this, Edie. He’s right. You two can help each other out and no one will be the wiser. He’ll go home and your reputation will stay intact. We all need sex, Edie. There’s nothing wrong with what you’re doing.”

“Says the virgin,” I reply dryly.

“I’ve done everything else,” she defends. “You’ve only had sex once.”

“How is it that I’m considered the town virgin and you’re not?”

“Let’s not get off subject. We’re talking about you and the suit doing the nasty.”

“What if I get attached? You know how I am, Nik. I’ve never just had sex with someone; it’s always been for love.”

Nikki gives me a soft smile. “And look how that turned out.”

Her words are harsh, but the truth usually is. My last boyfriend waited for me for two years and when I finally gave up my virginity to him, he dumped me for some girl in his physics class. Ever since, I’ve been hiding, in a sense. Hiding behind the farm and my horses, hiding behind my goody-goody reputation, letting everyday life occupy me so that I didn’t have to face my love life, or lack thereof.

“You know, right out of the gate you can’t get hooked on the suit. You and he lead two very different lives. He’s a man made for the city and you’re a farm girl. But that doesn’t mean you can’t rock that city boy’s fucking world and show him what country grown is all about.” Nikki slaps my knee and stands. “I gotta tell you, I’m impressed, Edie. Not only are you agreeing to hook up, you’re making him role-play with you.” She bows down before me. “I am in awe of you, my friend.”

I laugh and roll my eyes, but another frightening thought hits me. “What if he thinks I’m no good? I mean, I know he has to be very experienced and I’m…not. What if I suck?”

Nikki stares at me like I’m insane. “Are you serious right now? First of all, you will be awesome. You have more kinky as fuck ideas stored away in that head of yours because of those books than there is porn on the internet. Secondly, you’re hot as hell. The man probably had to whack it like five times after your little naked kiss last night.”

“I’m so not giving you any more details,” I groan and stand.

“Oh my God, you better. I want every detail.”

“Right.” I hug her tightly. “Thanks for the
it’s okay to be a slut
pep talk.”

“Hey…that’s what I’m here for.” She hugs me back. “Edie,
it’s three months. Enjoy it. Live a little.”

I leave Nikki’s house and climb in my truck. I have no idea what I’m doing, but I can’t wait to find out just how far the suit is willing to go.