Burning Hunger (6 page)

“When’s the last time you saw it?” She got
to her knees and started frantically going through the crinkled
bedding as if he hadn’t just been doing that.

Chaz laughed. “It was on my cock the last
time I saw it, and my cock was doing the now you see me, now you
don’t with your tight pussy.”

Val stopped what she was doing and looked up
at him. “Do you remember taking it off?” Her thoughts at where the
condom could be were all over the place, always returning to one
possibility. One she didn’t want to contemplate, that somehow it
had come off and was still inside her. Could something like that
happen? It hadn’t before, but she supposed there was always a first
time.

Chaz was quiet. When his expression sobered,
and his brows furrowed, she had the feeling that he’d finally come
to the same conclusion she had.
Oh no!

“There’s only one place I haven’t looked,”
he said.

“No way,” Val responded, grabbing the pillow
next to her and using it as a shield. She felt herself turn hot
from a blush of embarrassment that began at her toes and traveled
up to the top of her head. She shook her head. “Let’s keep looking.
It has to be around here somewhere.” This couldn’t be
happening!

“Why are you so nervous?”

She glanced up into his face, acknowledging
the pearly whites grinning down at her. “Because I, ah, there’s no
way I’m going to let you go poking and prodding around down there.”
His brows lifted with disbelief. “Don’t say it!” she warned.
“You’re not a doctor.”

“What has a doctor got to do with anything?
How hard can it be—”

“Oh, God!” She was never going to live this
down. “Just do it then!” Val grumbled, realizing it was a bad time
of the month for her, and she wasn’t on the pill. If the condom was
in there she’d better get it out as soon as possible. “This is so
embarrassing!” She tossed the pillow away, laid back reluctantly,
and stared up at the ceiling.
Why do I suddenly feel like a
sacrificial virgin?

Seconds ticked by. “Ah, you’ll need to
spread your legs.”

Was that amusement in his tone? She moaned,
clenched her teeth, and complied.

She could hear Chaz move but didn’t look at
him.
Just pretend he’s a doctor; just pretend he’s a doctor.
Only he wasn’t. He was the man she’d just had smoking hot sex with,
and now he was going to be poking around inside her pussy in search
of a condom. What did you do when something like this happened,
make small talk? The bed dipped, and Val clenched her hands into
the bedding surrounding her. After this she’d never be able to look
him in the eyes again.

She tensed when she felt his hands against
her thighs. His touch was gentle, and in no way sexual. She closed
her eyes and willed her mind to another planet.

“Relax, honey.”

“Do you know what you’re doing?”
Oh, God!
Just shut up, Val!
If only he were a one-night-stand that she’d
never have to see again. She shivered when his warm breath tickled
the hair covering her pussy.
What’s he doing?
She started to
ask him but decided not to make it worse.

“You have the prettiest little pussy I’ve
ever seen,” Chaz said softly, kissing her pelvic bone. She felt
another kiss, and then his nose was burrowing into the soft spot
protecting her clit. He drew back. “So tight. Just right for my
cock, baby.” His warm breath teased the flesh of her upper thighs,
turning her on!

Oh lord!
“Chaz…” she sighed
blissfully, wondering if he’d forgotten what their objective was.
His hands squeezed and kneaded her inner thighs, before sliding up
to the crease where her thighs joined her pelvis. The position
allowed his thumbs to glide up and down her pussy lips in a teasing
caress. Val felt like she was melting into the bed, wavering
between humiliation, and desire.

Unconsciously, she began to move her lower
body. Chaz’s tongue had snaked its way to where her clit was
hiding, coaxing it to come out and play. Then his mouth closed over
it, and her hips lifted away from the bed in a pleasurable
reaction. She gasped as he sucked the small nub, his finger slowly
and gently gliding into the depths of her pussy.

His movements were sensual in nature,
erotic, designed to give pleasure and slowly drive Val insane. She
couldn’t think of anything but his mouth and hands on her body as
he rapidly worked her senses into mind-blowing rapture. Tossing her
head from side to side, she gladly let her building orgasm guide
her toward the pinnacle of release. Chaz knew all the moves to
drive her there. He focused on her sensitive clit, circling it with
his tongue, and then drawing it into his mouth and sucking hard on
it.

Ohmygod!
Val bit down on her bottom
lip to keep from crying out, but she couldn’t contain her ecstasy.
As she came she convulsed against his mouth, while breathless moans
of satisfaction escaped her. She couldn’t believe the intensity of
her orgasm, after having already come several times. When the
movements of Chaz’s mouth became unbearable, she reached down and
tried to push his head away. Obviously sensing that she couldn’t
take anymore, Chaz broke contact and let her climax ride out its
course.

“Oh, Chaz!” Val gasped, her breasts rising
and falling rapidly. “There’s something to be said for the
experience of a Don Juan.”

“Ex,” Chaz said, holding up the used condom.
“I’m a man of many talents.”

Val glanced at him, the condom, and back at
him again. She’d completely forgotten about it! He rolled off the
bed to his feet. Her gaze dropped to his cock. She couldn’t help
it; the hard muscle was as hard as a rock. Their eyes met and held
as he walked around the bed and left the room. She guessed he was
disposing of the condom in the bathroom.

Where do we go from here?
They’d both
made it clear that their playing days were in the past. She’d been
broken up with Craig long enough to know she’d done the right
thing, that she wasn’t going back to him. Entering her thirties,
and watching her friends Marissa and Callie find love, had got her
thinking about her own future. They ended up marrying Chaz’s
brothers, and had settled into nice, happy lives. Marissa and Beau
even had a son, Mason, now. It surprised Val to discover she’d like
to find the same things some day.

She smiled, thinking about the baby. She’d
only seen him once, when Marissa was in the hospital. The Evans men
were identical triplets, big Texans, and handsome as sin. Callie
and Marissa were beautiful women, too. They would produce beautiful
children. Sighing, Val wondered if even now she could be pregnant.
The condom incident had her worried, yet didn’t prevent a smile
from forming on her lips at the thought of having a baby.

“What are you smiling about?” Chaz
questioned when he walked back into the room.

Val shrugged, letting her gaze roam down his
hard body to his dick. He was still aroused, and suddenly she was
hungry. She gave Chaz a come hither look and crooked her finger at
him to come over. The sensual grin spreading across his rugged face
revealed he knew what she wanted.

She got out of bed and faced him. Lifting on
her toes, Val stretched as high as she could go. His lips were her
target. She had to curl a hand around the back of his neck to bend
him to her will. When their mouths touched he was the one who lost
control, wrapping an arm around her waist and crushing her against
him. The contact of skin against skin drew mutual sounds of
satisfaction. His cock throbbed against her belly.

When their kiss ended, Val turned Chaz
around and pushed him down onto her bed. She wasted no time in
taking his cock into her mouth and his balls into her hands.
Already highly aroused, with pre-cum running from the mushroom
shaped head of his shaft, she knew she could suck him into orgasm
fairly quickly. Even now he was groaning and arching his hips,
forcing his cock into her mouth until it hit the back of her
throat. She moaned, loving the feel and the taste of him.

“Aaaah, baby,” he rasped, burying a hand in
her hair to guide her movements.

With her hand caressing his balls, they grew
full and tight and she realized he was getting ready to come, his
next movements confirming it. His lower body arched high and
suddenly a river of cum hit the roof of her mouth. She continued to
suck until he was drained and quivering weakly beneath her.

“Christ, you drain a man,” he said some time
later.

Val laughed softly, enjoying her power over
him. “I hope that’s not a complaint, cowboy.”

“No, ma’am,” he said in a deep Texas
drawl.

“I think I’ll get a shower and go to
bed.”

“That sounds like a good idea. We leave at
six o’clock in the morning.”

Val nodded, turned and left the room. By the
time she’d showered and returned to her room, Chaz was gone, along
with his clothes. She supposed he’d decided to sleep on the couch.
Tired, she unfolded the towel wrapped around her body and crawled
into bed between the cool covers.

She lay there for a moment, confused at the
unexpected loneliness she felt.
What did you expect, Val?
Men like Chaz Evans didn’t want anything but sex, and she’d made it
all too easy for him. No, she didn’t want to believe that. He’d
held nothing back when he was fucking her. There had to be
something more there, the same something that had made them both
change their lifestyles a month ago after meeting for the first
time.

After a few moments she heard the water
running in the guest bathroom as he took his shower. It was the
last thing she heard before closing her eyes.

Val was abruptly awakened by a loud,
piercing sound that tore into the erotic dream she was having like
a gunshot blast in the night. She threw back the covers and
literally jumped from her bed, pausing long enough to determine
that the sound she was hearing was the fire alarm.
Not
again!
She hoped security identified the problem soon.

Suddenly Chaz appeared in the doorway,
wearing nothing but his sexy boxers, carrying his jeans. He looked
worried. “Hurry up and put something on, this isn’t a test.” He
balanced himself on one leg while rapidly pulling on his jeans.

“This has been happening a couple times a
week,” Val explained, blinking to focus her eyes. “It’s always
nothing. Security has been investigating and believe it’s just
kids.”

“That may be so but we aren’t taking any
chances.” The timbre of his voice was firm and carried a tone of
no-nonsense authority.

“Is this the only floor evacuating?” Val
walked naked to her closet, grabbed a pair of jeans off a hanger,
and shimmied into them. She reached for a tee-shirt, and turned
around.

“I don’t know. I called down to security,
but no one answered.” He pulled on his shirt, watching as Val
slipped into hers. “Let’s go.”

“Wait a minute; I need to get some things
first.”

“No time for that.”

“But—”

“Look, if you’re right and this is just
another false alarm we’ll be coming right back. And if we don’t, I
have everything we’ll need in my pocket.”

Val seriously doubted that, but she could
see he was antsy and eager to be out of there. He waited for her to
exit the bedroom, following close behind her as she made her way to
the door. Just as she reached for the doorknob he pulled her arm
back and forced her behind him.

“Look, let me go first, and you stay close.”
He opened the door, glanced up and down the hallway, and then
pulled Val into the corridor with him.

Other tenants were making their way toward
the stairwell door, while some chose to ignore the rules about not
using the elevator during a possible fire. No one seemed on the
verge of panic, yet there was plenty of grumbling about being
disturbed in the middle of the night. Val didn’t smell any smoke,
but that didn’t mean anything.

She started to fall in behind the last group
of people when she found her hand being grabbed. Chaz pulled her in
the opposite direction.

“What…where are we going?” She glanced back
at the disappearing line of tenants.

“We’re going out a different way,” he
explained, all but dragging Val down the hallway.

“But there’s nothing down this way,” she
protested.

Chaz stopped at a door that had a
maintenance sign on it and gave her a smug look. Val was about to
question him when he turned the doorknob and pulled her inside. The
light was on, but the small room was empty. Her eyes rounded with
surprise when he led her to another door. The sign on it said
‘service stairs.’

“How did you know?” He didn’t release her
hand, but he did slow his pace a little as they descended.

“It is my job to know, honey.” He flashed
her a toothy grin in the somewhat gloomy stairwell. “If this alarm
was meant to get you out in the open, they’ll be expecting you to
exit the same way as everyone else.”

That made sense. “You mean like a hit man?”
The thought made her stomach clench.

“Yep.” They’d reached an exit door at the
bottom of the stairwell. He turned to face her. “There’s a patch of
trees on the other side of the service road, straight ahead. When I
open the door I want you to make a run for them, and stay hidden
until I come for you.”

Her jaw dropped. He’s going to leave me?
“But, where are you going?” Val didn’t normally frighten easily but
now that he’d added a new possibility as to why the alarm had been
pulled, it gave her something to worry about.

“I’m going to circle the building and check
things out. Don’t worry. I won’t be long, and as long as you stay
out of sight you’ll be okay.” As if sensing her unease, Chaz pulled
her to him and gave her a hard, reassuring kiss. “Can you do that
for me, baby?”

Val was reeling from his rough kiss. In
spite of the circumstances, it had packed enough heat to make her
stomach flutter. It was obvious when Chaz was in job mode he was
practical and all business. She nodded. “Yes.”