Johnny Blue (9 page)

“I was thinking chicken
fraccasse
,
” he said, “
I got the recipe from a cool little diner downtown.”

What? Chicken....

He put the coffee pot on the stove, turned it on,
then
faced me with a casual lean on the counter. “How's that sound?”

I stared at him in my dripping wet panties trying to decide how to respond. Laugh, cry,
get
angry? What would get him to finish what he started?  Begging was on my tongue but I refused it, I wasn't all out of pride.
Yet.

“Sounds nice.
”
The words actually sounded just as casual and it gave me a little confidence to play his game.
Whatever it was.
Hard to get?
“Did you ask me to get on this counter for a reason?”

His sexy mouth broke into a slow grin.
“To look at you.”
His eyes dropped to the breast visible to him.
“While I cook.”

Oh that scrumptious god of a man. “
Well
let me give you a better view.”

I swiveled so that my body faced the stove
.
“Are you sure you don't want my panties off?” I studied his oh so blank features carefully, looking for cracks in the f
a
cade.

“I'm sure.”

Ohhh
Mister
coolio
huh? My clit tingled, evidently liking this game.

We both managed to play it all the way till it was time to eat
.
He approached the square
snackbar
with my fork and I got up to get the glasses for drinks. It was more than I could resist. I caressed the giant hard on that strained in his jeans as I passed.

The next thing I know, I'm up against the sink and his tongue is deep in my mouth
,
my leg
is hiked
up,
and his hand
slipp
ing
in
side
my panties
. His finger plunged
inside me
and
I cried out, holding on to his shoulders, nearly fainting as he delivered those sh
arp
jabs, deep as he could get. I let my head fall back. His other hand grabbed the back of my hair and held tight while his hot mouth made suction on my neck and his finger rammed mercilessly. I
took it,
moans growing louder with each thrust, fingers digging into his shoulders, legs giving way.

Suddenly, his finger slid out and he yanked my panties down, clear to my a
n
kles. I kicked free of them while he undid his pants. The fire in those blue eyes made me tremble and grip the counter behind me in anticipation
.
As soon as he stepped clear of his jeans, he grabbed my arm and pulled me against him. I gasped into his chest and he lifted me by my upper thighs till I straddled his waist
.
His mouth dove to my breasts and suddenly my back was against the fridge
.
He nibbled my nipple and I squeezed his hard body between my legs and arched my back
, giving him a mouthful
. “Yes! Yes!”

His hands held my waist and lowered me. “Look at me.”

My heart raced
as I stared into his eyes,
the
head
of his erection
poised right i
n
side my dripping entrance
. He held my gaze tight.
God I loved that he did that. I squirmed, trying to lower myself. He remained poised and leaned in and placed a soft
kiss on the edge of my mouth. I devoured his lips, so hungry. “Please Johnny
.
I need you inside me, please.”

He gasped at my words and gave it. God did he give it, all at once and entirely.

I screamed from the intensity of having his giant cock filling me up, hitting that amazing place his finger had just tormented. His growl rumbled through my fingers splayed over his chest. He remained buried in me, his head back
,
chest heaving. Lord how I loved that he nearly came on the first thrust. I clamped his cock with my muscles, moaning for it now. His heated gaze found mine again and my stomach flipped
at
t
he look in his eyes
.
I'm going to fuck you really good
it warned.

I gasped a moan and reached behind me. My trembling fingers found the top of the fridge and latched on
.
He looked down between us and slowly pulled out, watc
h
ing, then plunged back in, bringing another scream of pleasure. His eyes raised and found me staring right at him, my mouth open in astonished agony and need
.
He held my gaze and began.
Long, steady strokes, not too deep.
My mouth remained open as he stared into my face and pumped his cock into me
.
“You
’
r
e
so beautiful,” I gasped.

Torment filled his face and his lips crashed down on mine, his thrusts deepening. I cried out right in his mouth and he devoured it while driving his cock faster
.
Things fell of
f
the fridge and crashed to the floor while Johnny's gasps
met mine
, his body slick against m
e
. He grabbed the sides of the fridge and pumped his hips so that I bounced on his cock. I held on, letting my body drop lower, needing the feel of his body smac
k
ing hard against me.

“Jewel!
God, yes!”

I screamed my pleasure as he fucked me frantically. He spun and slammed his back against the fridge while holding me close. He roared as he pulled out and spurt his hot cum between us
.
I held fast to his shoulders and kissed him the second his lips were in my reach.
Oh yes, Johnny Blue, yes
.
My turn to devour your gasps.

Satisfied moans purred out of me as he carefully walked us into the living room and sat on the couch with me still straddling his waist
.
I smoothed my fingers over the trembling muscles in his arms and shoulders, smiling at him. “That was the best chic
k
en
fr
i
ccasse
I've ever had.”

Still winded, his
eye
lids
slitted
halfway with a sexy grin
.
“It wasn't exactly what I had in mind.”

I knew he meant the sexual tease
.
“You know what they say,” I leaned and kissed his glowing slick forehead, “can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen.”

He grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me deeply until I whimpered in his mouth
.
“You cheated,” he whispered on my lips.

I smiled a little.
“How?”

He shook his head slightly.
“Too damn beautiful.”

Joy warmed me everywhere and I gave in to a huge smile.

His own smile broadened at seeing it. “What idiot neglected to make you aware of that obvious fact?”

My smile somehow grew and I giggled from the stupid feeling his words gave me. I shrugged a shoulder. “That would
b
e my ex.” For the first time, I didn't feel pain saying his name or thinking about him.

His face hardened.
“
Ahh
, yeah.
I'd like to thank the bastard for being the stupi
d
est man on earth.”
He stroked my face, and pulled me to his lips, kissing me with heartbreaking tenderness. “I hate knowing he hurt you. I want to kill him now.”

I held his face and kissed him, letting my tongue and lips tell him how much that meant to me.

“
Mmm
, you're welcome.” He sucked my lower lip between his.
“Anytime and forever.”

I froze at his words
.

His thumb stroked my face. “What... A little forever doesn't scare you, does it?”

I pulled back just a little, and looked at him. “Doesn't it scare you?” I fought to sound calm.

Hi
s countenance went serious. “No.
Not with you. Nothing scares me when I'm with you.”

His whisper slid like silk through me as m
y heart tried to beat right out of my chest at what all that could mean
.
“What are you saying Johnny B?”

He grabbe
d my face and pulled my lips to
his. “Don't panic, I'm only saying you give me courage, I'm not asking you to marry me.”

Just the words shot a debilitating thrill through me. Right alongside the stabbing ache of how ridiculous that idea sounded to him
.
Of course it was
ridiculous, why would a man like him want to marry somebody like me?
But it was hard to hold on to the pain with his lips kissing mine with such tenderness and reverence
.

Johnny Blue
.
What on earth are you doing to me?

I broke the kiss, curious. “Why did you dress like a bum all this time?”

He acted offended.
“Bum?
Those were my artist threads.”

“And was that your artsy homeless grocery buggy?”
I placed my arms on his shoulders
and twirled my fingers in the hair at his neck
.

He chuckled. “Old man Parson said I should use it to carry my supplies.” His sexy grin peeked out. “Couldn’t be rude and refuse him.”

I shook my head, smiling. “Why are you here, anyway? Coloring our town?”

His smile softened. “I needed a break from the city life.
And the demands of deadlines and work.”

“So you paint for a living?”

He shrugged. “Yeah, you could say that.” His hands kneaded my waist. “What about you?
This your
home town?”

Funny we should be having this basic before sex conversation
after.
I lowered my gaze to his chest with a nod. “Born and raised.”

“Glad I chose this little town.” His voice deepened to husky as his hands slid up and down my sides.

I bit my lower lip, looking into his eyes.
“Me too.”

He g
ot that
serious
look he sometimes had when studying me
. “You’re not like other women.”

I snorted softly. “You keep saying that.”

“I’m serious. I saw it in you the first time we met.”

I grew sober back. “Saw what?” Couldn’t help getting worried at what that meant. Were my skeletons showing?

His eyes took on a thoughtful look.
“Just…your aura.
It’s clean and gentle and…” he met my gaze, “…pure.”

I swallowed, pushing the guilt of my past back. “I’m none of those things. You need your aura eyes checked.” It came out light hearted, but I was more serious than ever.

“Where is this husband of yours?”

I looked right, not wanting to get personal. Not about my life. “He’s in town.
Remarried.”

“I’d say I’m sorry but…”
I met his gaze
and his hands gently grasped either side of my head and pulled me to his lips
.
He paused where our breaths mingled. “I’m so not sorry.” He pushed my lips open with his and tasted.
At first sweetly, then hungrier with every breath.
“Any kids?”

I froze then slowly pulled away and
forced a casual
nod. “Two.”

I lifted my eyes enough to see his soft smile. “
Nice.
I’d like to meet them.
Som
e
day.”

My heart raced. “I’m sure you will. They’d…really like you.”

I
gasped at fe
eling his cock growing
between us
.
His hands held my hips. “Make love to me Jewel.”

I closed my eyes, letting his words chase away the nightmares of my past. Let his need give me reason to live.

I made love to him and he rubbed my clit and nipples
looking for
all the
world
like
I was some
miracle
riding him.

But he was the miracle.

I was just a
damn
curse
waiting to happen
.

Chapter
Seven