Big Spankable Asses (22 page)

“That’s eleven thick inches of pulsating dick that I’m ready to give to you. All you have to do is say yes.”

Oh, hell yes. She had to squeeze her lips tightly together to keep from blurting the words aloud. Dropping her hand, she moved it back to his waist as they swayed to the music. He pulled her closer and pressed the thickness against the juncture between her thighs.

“Speechless?” He chuckled lightly near her ear. “That’s too bad. But fair is fair and now I get to touch you.” He reached down between them and heat washed through her as his hand slipped beneath her short dress. Any second now and he was going to discover she wasn’t wearing any panties.

Her knees shook as he pushed her thighs apart and rubbed against her wet pussy. Her lips parted, but instead of telling him no, she moaned. Boy, did it feel good. His fingers were warm and soothing to her ache. Skillfully, he parted her swollen folds and slid a finger inside.

“I want you to come on my finger so I can taste you on my tongue.”

Oh, she was definitely coming. She rocked into him and followed his rhythm as his finger moved in and out. It definitely couldn’t get any better than this, she thought, then he slipped another finger inside and plunged deeper. She closed her eyes, lost in the intense feeling spreading from the tips of her breasts down to her stomach and traveling lower. Simone knew she should tell him to stop, but she didn’t want to, at least not yet.

“This is my pussy. No one will ever touch you here again but me.” Heat rushed over her as he spoke just against her temple.

If anyone else had said those words, she would have deemed him a psycho, but not Shaun. She moaned against his ear while her nipples hardened against the fabric of her dress. It was his touch, his sexy whispering, and the feel of his warm breath against her cheek that had her turned on.

“You like that?”

“No,” she whimpered.

“Quit lying,” he said as he began to nibble on her ear, then dipped his tongue inside, matching the rhythm of his fingers. “You know that feels good.”

She swallowed and fought for control. “I need to get back to work.”

“Work can wait.” With his thumb, he found her sensitized clit and rubbed against it. Her entire body trembled as he brushed it with the tip of his thumb. She arched against his hand and parted her legs even further, giving him complete and total access. The dance floor was too crowded for anyone to see.

“You want it?” he asked, his warm breath against her cheek as his thumb circled her clit. Once. Twice. Three times.

“Nooo,” she purred.

“I told you to quit lying.” He slipped a third finger in, increasing his rhythm. She rocked her hips to match his strokes. “I don’t play games, baby. I want you. It’s as simple as that. As simple as this…”

He thrust deeper and she cried out and clenched her nails into his arms. “Oh, yes!” Thank goodness, her cries were muffled by the loud music. Her head lolled back and her hips rocked to meet his fingers. Unconsciously she reached down and grabbed the bulge in his pants, yearning to feel it buried deep inside of her.

“It’s yours. All you have to do is ask.”

She knew Shaun well enough now to know he was serious. She tried to think of something sassy to say but her brain seemed to have totally shut down because it was blank. Then someone bumped her from behind. Simone’s eyes flew opened and she realized the music had changed to a popular rap song.
What the hell am I doing?
She jumped away, but Shaun grabbed her before she could escape.

“Where’s your office?” he asked.

“Back there.”

He took her hand and with determined steps, led her through the crowd and down a hallway to the back of the club. With her hand shaking, Simone punched the code to unlock her office and followed him inside. As soon as the door was shut, Shaun pulled her against him and claimed her mouth.

His mouth came down on hers, warm and so tempting a wave of hunger exploded through her body.
This can’t possibly be happening.
He pulled her closer and then nibbled the corners of her mouth and cheeks before fusing firmly to her lips again. She tilted her head giving him greater access, then he pushed her lips apart and slipped his tongue inside. She savored the taste.
Delicious.

Grabbing his shoulders, Simone welcomed his tongue, mating it with hers. She gave as good as she got and was rewarded for her efforts with a hand to her breast. He stroked and pinched her nipple, demanding access beneath her dress. She sucked in a breath. This was not supposed to be happening to her. She had never been drawn to a man this way, but there was something about him that defied logic. And, oh, did his hands feel good.

During the dance, she had wondered what his mouth would taste like and now she knew. The kiss went from gentle to possessive and her body continued to respond. His kiss tempted her to taste, and to feel everything about the man who held her gently. Simone held onto his forearms, appreciating the muscles beneath her fingertips. And when he moved to play with her other nipple, she dug her nails into his skin.

Trembling in his arms, she succumbed to the realization that this pleasure was beyond anything she had known. He had her doing things she never dreamed possible. She couldn’t think straight and at the moment didn’t care.

Shaun’s hands traveled down past her waist, then he grabbed her ass and pressed her firmly against his arousal. “You feel that,” he breathed against her nose. “That’s what you do to me.” He ground against her and she moaned on contact.

He had her so dizzy she had to hold on to keep from falling. No man had ever kissed her this way before, and she knew that no other would ever kiss her this way again.

The kiss eventually came to an end when it became impossible to breathe. Shaun released a ragged breath and touched his forehead to hers. “Simone, you know something?” he asked, barely above a whisper.

She inhaled deeply, trying to catch her breath. “What?”

“The only reason why I haven’t bent you over your desk and thrust my dick inside that sweet pussy of yours is because we’ve got plenty of time. I’m not going anywhere and neither are you,” he said, then kissed her again.

Simone was totally at a loss for words. Fucking on her desk wasn’t a bad idea. She knew she wouldn’t be disappointed.

There was no telling what she might have said if the phone hadn’t interrupted them. She pulled back, ending the kiss, but made no effort to pick up the receiver.

They were both breathing hard. Shaun watched her as if waiting for a reaction. He would be waiting a long time. She was completely floored by her horny behavior. Wasn’t it just last night that she was riding little Bernard? It wasn’t like she was lacking, although in Bernard’s case, and the several before him, maybe so. Her shoulders sagged with frustration.
Damn, I’m fienin’ for some real dick.
No wonder she had given in to the stranger’s lips and hands.

Glancing up at him, she saw the longing. There was no way to undo what had happened. All she could do was make sure it never happened again. Silently, she was thankful she’d had the self-control not to slip her dress off and bury all eleven inches deep inside her pussy, right there on her desk. Instead, she stepped away from him and attempted to stand on her own. The dizziness had nothing to do with regrets and everything to do with the heat still flowing through her body and the cum running down her inner thighs.

His eyes were simmering with a promise that went beyond kissing. And damn, was she tempted. Her body was in desperate need of some satisfaction. But right now she was going to have to settle for her vibrator because being with this man was a risk she just wasn’t prepared to take.

Shaun must have felt her anxiety because he reached out and cupped her face with his hands. He studied her eyes for a long moment before finally breaking the silence. “Whatever it is, we can work it out. Nothing or no one is going to keep me from you.”

Simone shook her head. Damn, she wished it was that easy but what he wanted was impossible. “It won’t work. I can’t get involved with you.”

His smile was slow and determined. “We’re already involved, Simone. And now that I’ve tasted your mouth and your sweet cum on my lips there is no way I can do without. We’ll find a way to get past your inhibitions, together.” He pulled her into his arms again and placed a possessive kiss to her lips. Once again her body automatically responded to his. “All I want is your heart.”

What he wanted she couldn’t give. She pushed away from him and stepped back. She wished that she was willing to risk her heart again but she couldn’t. “I’ve enjoyed your company but I need to get back to work.”

He chuckled lightly. “I guess that’s your way of telling me the party is over.”

She couldn’t even look at him. “I’ve got a business to run.”

Reaching out, he caressed her cheek. “I’ll give you a few days to think about everything I’ve said. Please keep in mind that I won’t accept no as an answer.” Leaning forward, he briefly pressed his lips to hers once more. “Goodnight, Ms. Thomas.”

Simone opened her mouth, determined to make it clear that there was absolutely nothing going on between them. But she couldn’t make the words come out so she pursed her lips and watched as he left her office.

The moment he shut her door, she slipped a hand under her dress and stroked her throbbing clit. He had her so turned on. With her other hand, she cupped her breast and worked at her nipple through the material. Moans slipped past her lips as she thrust her fingers deep within her wet kitty. Closing her eyes, she imagined that it was his dick buried inside. And what a dick it was. Thick. Long. Oh, what a ride it would be. She stroked hard and a scream began to build that raced through her body until her muscles tightened and clamped around her fingers like a fist. She bucked upward.

Remembering his smile, her body begun to rage its hunger again and she leaned back against her desk and sucked in a large breath as an orgasm shuddered through her body. When her breathing began to slow, she opened her eyes and moved on wobbly legs around her desk and lowered onto her seat.

For the next few minutes she tried to pull herself together. For once it wasn’t regret that she felt, it was confusion. Simone leaned back in the chair. Tears pricked behind her eyelids. What in the world had she been thinking? Sure, she had flings all the time, but never at her nightclub. She didn’t believe in mixing business with pleasure. It caused too many complications. But she was powerless around him. Simone knew that the exact moment she spotted him walking toward the bar. Usually she walked away feeling nothing, but this time her body hungered for more. With his scent on her skin and the taste of him on her lip, she released a shuddering breath and dropped her head to the desk.
Damn, that man!

Her phone rang, startling her. She took a second to gather her composure and grabbed the receiver.

“Hey girl! I heard your proposition over the radio.”

Her shoulders sagged with relief. It was her best friend, Lilliana. “Then I guess you also heard how many men tried and failed. At least I got a packed house tonight.”

“Maybe you’ll get lucky and someone will figure it out.”

“No one is gonna figure out B.S.A. means big spankable ass. I’ve been running a personal ad for weeks and no one has even come close to guessing.”

Lilliana laughed. “Now that it’s on the radio, every horny man in the city of Chicago is gonna try to get a night between them caramel thighs.”

“Good luck.” She blew out a frustrated breath. “Damn, what’s it gonna take for a girl to get a spanking these days?”

After ending the call, Simone lowered her elbows onto the desk while thinking about Shaun. She liked what she saw. What she had felt. She’d do anything to be able to love someone like him, but she couldn’t. Lowering her head to her hands, she closed her eyes and tried not to remember but the memories never ceased. She could still hear her fiancé moaning and groaning only seconds before she had stepped into the room to find him stroking deeply inside another man’s ass. At that exact moment, her whole world shattered. Her dreams of spending a perfect life with the only man she had loved were over.

Tears flowed down her cheeks. Cedric had moved on, accepting his sexuality. He was living a life with his lover, while she was fucking a different man every week, unwilling to risk her heart to another. She couldn’t keep living like this. Something had to change. Dropping her head, she let heavy sobs break free. Simone knew it was time to leave the past in the past and find a way to move on with her life, no matter how scary it may be.
Yeah, right.
That was easier said than done.

Shaun stood outside the door. He was about to knock when he heard the sobs and froze. Someone had hurt her badly. Who, he wondered. He wanted to go to her, to kiss her tears away. To comfort her, but knew she wouldn’t want that. Not yet. But soon. He was going to make certain of that.

As he reluctantly moved away from the door, despite the strong need to protect her, he felt a surge of excitement. He couldn’t believe it! B.S.A. meant big spankable ass. Simone wanted a spanking. He would have to give her exactly what she needed. With a determined smile, he moved down the hall toward the door.

I
t was all over the radio. Men were calling the station constantly trying to guess the meaning of B.S.A. In fact, the contest had gotten so hot, Beemster Travels was giving away a trip to Daytona Beach for Simone and the lucky winner.

She sat behind her desk listening to the radio, not believing how many horny men were trying to win. The entire city was intrigued by the outcome. Nibbling nervously on her lip, she was starting to worry that someone might figure it out.
Damn!
She definitely wasn’t trying to go away for the weekend with some strange man. Simone raised her hands to her face and groaned. It was all her fault.

Several months ago, she and two of her best friends, Lilliana and Melinda, had come up with the ridiculous idea to find a man who could handle a big spankable ass. Keeping their personal safety in mind, each had agreed to post an ad and if anyone was lucky enough to figure out what B.S.A. meant, then they were obligated to go out with the lucky winner. First date in a public place. In daylight. No hopping into a stranger’s car. No identifying personal information until the vibe was right. Of course Simone was well-known, which made her situation trickier.

Lilliana had posted an ad in the newspaper while Melinda had placed her ad over the Internet. The only reason why Simone announced it over the radio was because she figured the chances of anyone figuring out what B.S.A. stood for were slim to none. Now she wasn’t so sure. If she could get out of it, she would, but the radio producer had called and asked for the correct answer just so she couldn’t change her answer at the last minute. In exchange, Simone had set Friday at midnight as the contest deadline. By the time the club closed Friday night, she would be able to breathe easily again.

For the next hour, Simone tallied receipts from the weekend and listened to the latest round of contestants. Bodacious scrumptious ass? She chuckled, then sighed with relief. She had absolutely nothing to worry about.

She resumed working and found her mind wandering back to Friday night and the sexy, olive-colored man. It had been four days and she still remembered that kiss. Hell, she still couldn’t believe she let Mr. Sexy fingerfuck her amidst dozens of couples. She was a freak, but that went way out of her scope.
How stupid
. Someone could have seen her.

Simone took a deep breath and turned off the radio, needing just a few moments of peace and quiet to think. What in the world was she thinking? She had allowed a stranger to play with her pussy just because she hadn’t had any qualified dick in months. She didn’t know anything about Mr. Sexy except what he had told her and for all she knew he could have been feeding her a bowl full of lies. His wife could still be alive and he could also have a handful of kids. But as she stared up at the pastel border that circled her office, she knew there was something about him that told her he wasn’t lying. Simone gave a frustrated groan.
What in the world was his name?
Shane? Shannon? Oh, God, what did it matter? She’d probably never see him again.

She pushed back from her computer and closed her eyes. Mr. Sexy’s face wouldn’t go away. Despite the risks that she took, she was drawn to him. The attraction had been overpowering and so unnatural for her. The first sight of him had been like a magnet pulling her in. Maybe it was because she had never met a white man with such a confident attitude. She found him intriguing.

Rubbing her hand across her temple, Simone took a deep breath, waiting for the pounding to go away. Fantasies of wild sex and heat had been filling her mind since the night they met and her head was starting to hurt from thinking about what’s-his-name all the time. She couldn’t remember his name but she hadn’t forgotten his fingers. Magical. And she knew damn well if they ever crossed paths again, she’d want an instant replay. The man filled her thoughts and dreams. Although he had a big long dick that she would love to ride, her lack of good sex had very little to do with it. What intrigued her most was his personality.

Simone dropped her hand to her lap. Slowly she opened her eyes and images of Mr. Sexy finally began to fade. It didn’t matter how good he had made her feel because it would never happen again.

Shaun couldn’t stop thinking about Simone. He leaned back in his leather chair with his fingers laced behind his head and let out a heavy sigh. What had happened to him? After one evening, he couldn’t get her off his mind. Her smile. Her scent. Visions of her were racing wildly through his brain. He was starting to understand how a schizophrenic felt.

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. He had piles of work to complete. As an architect for his father’s company, Dutton Custom-Built Homes, he had an eight-thousand-square-foot home to design by the end of the month, but he couldn’t focus.

His stomach growled and he realized he’d forgotten to go to lunch. Frustrated and hungry, he realized he’d been forgetting a lot of things lately. All he could think about was Simone and the way she had felt in his arms, against his lips, and tasted on his tongue. The way she made his dick twitch.

“How about handing over the fifty dollars you owe me? My pockets are light. Us architects don’t get paid enough.”

Opening his eyes, he saw Javon standing in his doorway grinning from ear to ear.

Since it wasn’t anyone’s business but his own, he hadn’t bothered to share the particulars of the other night with Javon. Not that his friend and colleague had noticed. By the time Shaun had come back from Simone’s office, Javon was nowhere to be found. Obviously he’d hooked up with some honey he’d met and left for the nearest motel.

Shaun rolled his chair close to his desk. “I haven’t lost yet.”

“Yet?” Javon’s eyes grew round with amusement. “Man, you lost the minute you left the club without her number.”

Shaun arched an eyebrow. “How would you know? You weren’t even there.”

“Yeah, well, I was down the street getting these balls licked,” Javon said and gripped his crotch.

“I just bet.”

“Okay, so pay up.”

Shaun gave him a long, thoughtful look. “Nah. I’m about to win.” He picked up the phone.

“Who you calling?”

Ignoring Javon’s question, Shaun spun around in his chair and faced the window. It wasn’t long before he heard someone pick up the receiver.

“WGCI contest line, what’s your answer?”

“Is it Big Spankable Ass?”

“Who am I speaking with?”

“Shaun Dutton.”

“Shaun Dutton…you just won an all-expenses-paid weekend to Daytona Beach with Simone Thomas! What station hooked you up?”

“WGCI.”

After he gave the station his information, Shaun hung up and grinned at Javon, who was standing there with his mouth wide open.

“Oh my God! Simone, are you listening to the radio?”

She had barely put the phone to her ear when her childhood friend started yelling in her ear. “No, Melinda. I’m working and turned the radio off. Why, what’s up?”

“Someone just guessed what B.S.A. means!”

Simone dropped the pen from her hand. “You’re kidding.”

“No, I’m not. Some guy named Shaun Dutton just gave the correct answer.”

“Shaun?” she repeated. Why did that name sound familiar?

“Yes, Shaun. The two of you are going to Daytona Beach next weekend.”

Oh damn, she had to spend the weekend with a total stranger.

Melinda was cracking up. “I guess you’re going to get that spanking after all.”

It wasn’t long after she hung up that the radio station contacted her with the news. Simone faked surprise, then slumped down in her chair. Shaun Dutton. Who the hell was that? she wondered. Leaning her head back, she wanted to scream. What in the world had she been thinking to come up with the stupid idea in the first place? What if the winner was crazy in the wrong way? Hell, she’d have the club bouncers jack him up and leave him in the gutter. Not a good plan. But better than nothing. Damn.

While working on next week’s beer order, she tried to find a bright side to this whole mess. At least the publicity had been good for business. Last Saturday’s crowd had been even better than Friday’s. Hopefully, with word of mouth, business would continue to increase. With a heartfelt sigh, she rested her elbow on the desk and tried to picture what Shaun Dutton would look like. But no matter how hard she tried to put a face to the name, all she saw was the man from Friday night. Closing her eyes, she could still feel his fingers buried deep inside of her pussy. She had used her vibrator the last two nights, pretending it was his big, fat dick.

“Hello, beautiful.”

Simone looked up and gasped. It was
him
. She gazed into his eyes and swallowed.
Lord, have mercy.
The other night the room had been too dark but now she could see his eyes were clear and leaf green, surrounded by the thickest lashes. She tried to pretend his appearance had no effect on her, but she would be lying if she did. “Hey.”

He gave her a sexy, dimpled smile that instantly made her pulse race. “A little birdie told me we’re spending the weekend at the beach.”

Her heart hammered. His name was Shaun! How in the world could she have forgotten? Amber had introduced him to her at the club—and oh, that dance. She’d almost forgotten her own damn name after he was done with her. She stared at him for a long moment with her chin resting in the palm of her hand. “How did you know what B.S.A. meant?”

“Baby, it was easy. All I had to do was look down at that big spankable ass of yours.”

She couldn’t help blushing. “Shaun,” she began slowly. “You take pleasure in making me nervous.”

“I already told you, I know what I want.”

“And that is?”

“You.” He walked towards her, never taking his eyes from her. “I want you.”

Simone shook her head, wondering what on earth she was going to do with this man. She had one idea but that would just get her in way over her head. “We need to get something straight.”

“And what’s that?” he asked as he moved behind her desk and took a seat on the edge.

“You think because you won the contest, I will now change my mind about you and spend a weekend on the beach together. But it won’t work.”

Shaun lifted a brow. “It won’t?”

“No. So please don’t waste your time. I’m sure there are lots of other women who would love to go out with you.”

“But not you?”

She shook her head. “No, not me. I thought I had made myself clear about the reason why I won’t get involved with you. It’s nothing against you personally, but I have this hang-up about dating out of my race.”

He nodded but she could tell by the way he looked, it didn’t matter what she said. He was going to hear only what he wanted to hear. He took her hand and pulled her up from her chair. As soon as she moved, Shaun took her seat and lowered Simone onto his lap. She started to protest but he placed a finger over her mouth.

“Shhh! How you feel doesn’t matter anymore.”

She pushed his hand away. “It doesn’t?”

“Nope,” he said and placed his hands at her waist. “The radio station ran the contest, and I won, which means we
will
be spending the weekend in Florida together.”

Her forehead bunched in a frown. She couldn’t believe he could be that stubborn. “I’m going to Florida, but only because if I don’t, it will be bad for my business. However, once we get there, I plan on getting another room.”

His hand slid beneath her blouse and grazed her bare skin. “Afraid to be alone with me?” he whispered close to her ear.

Goose bumps popped up on her skin. His hand was creating havoc with her control. Shaun was right. She was more afraid of what she might let him do if she was alone with him. The attraction between them was too strong to ignore and that was a problem. “No, I’m not afraid of you.”

“I think you are. I think you are afraid of what I plan to do to you.” His tongue rimmed her earlobe.

She gasped at the contact. “And what’s that?” she dared to ask.

Releasing her ear, Shaun reached up and cupped her chin, then turned her head so their noses were almost touching. “I want you to forget what it’s like not to have me inside you.” He reached under her blouse again, this time higher. Simone didn’t move. Her eyes had grown large and round and she could barely breathe.

He cupped her breast possessively. “I know you want me.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to the side of her neck. “Have you been thinking about me?” He kissed her skin and more goose bumps appeared. “I’ve been thinking about you. How good it had felt being inside you.”

Her entire body stirred all the way down to her toes when she remembered what happened the last time they were together. And as much as she wanted to deny it, her body wanted it to happen again.

“Unfasten your bra.”

Simone didn’t even bother protesting because her nipples were stiff and screaming for his touch. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and freed the twins.

“Nice.”

Shaun caressed her breasts and teased her nipples and she flinched. Staring into his eyes, she sucked in a deep breath and her lips parted. He lowered his mouth and pressed his lips firmly against hers.

She was in trouble. He was making her feel things that she had no business feeling. As soon as she gave him her heart and thought that maybe she had a chance at love again, he would hurt her. She didn’t want to like him but she did. All sorts of warning bells were going off in her head.
Run while you still can!
The two of them weren’t right for each other and the sooner he saw that the better. Even if he did feel so damn good between her legs.

“You’re going to fall in love with me and there is nothing you can do to stop that, Simone,” he whispered against her lips between kisses.

This was the second time she’d heard his warning and it had the same effect on her. The seriousness in both his tone and his eyes changed the rhythm of her heartbeat. There was no way she could ignore the desire flowing through her body. To top things off, a sexy smile turned the corners of his lips upward. He lowered his hand and slid beneath her skirt, then tugged her panties down past her knees.