Not Really the Outdoor Type (8 page)

“You didn’t need to worry about me, you know,” Jason said. “I was fine.”

“But I didn’t know that then. I kept imagining all sorts of horrible things. If you knew how worried I was…”

He frowned. “Wait a minute. Did I miss something? Because the other night you couldn’t stand the sight of me.”

“I know, but you just spanked me and…” Did he know how hard he was making this? “I was mad at you, okay? But when you didn’t come back when you said you would and I thought something had happened to you, I realized how much I cared about you.”

Jason said nothing. Unfortunately, his expression gave nothing away, so she had no idea what he was thinking. Then again, maybe his silence was answer enough. Maybe he wasn’t as interested in her as she was in him.

Her eyes burned.
Crap
. Now, she was going to start crying. “I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come…”

She started for the door, but Jason caught her arm. He used his other hand to tilt her face up to his. What she saw in his eyes made her catch her breath.

“I’m glad you came.” His voice was a husky caress in her ear. “I’ve been driving myself crazy these past couple days trying to come up with something I could do or say that’d make you forgive me for spanking you. All I could come up with was the promise that I won’t do it again. Please tell me that’s enough.”

Kendall opened her mouth to tell him that his spankings were part of the reason she’d come to see him, but Jason kissed her before she could get the words out. His mouth moved over hers gently, his tongue slowly intertwining with hers. She moaned and parted her lips, running her hands up the front of his shirt. Mmm, he tasted even better than she remembered.

Jason deepened the kiss, sliding his hand in her hair and tilting her head back so he could claim her mouth completely. His other hand glided up her midriff to cup her breast through the thin material of her shirt. His thumb found her nipple, making it harden beneath her bra, and she whimpered. It was as if he knew exactly where she needed to be touched.

“God, Kendall, you make me crazy,” he rasped. He kissed his way along her jaw to find her ear with his lips. “I want you.”

“Yes.”

The word was a desperate whisper. She grabbed his head and pulled him in for another kiss, finding his tongue with hers and inviting it to come out and play a game of follow the leader.

Jason groaned and swung her up in his arms. Kendall looped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder as his long strides took them up the stairs, then down a short hallway and into the bedroom.

The room was lit only by the moon’s glow coming in through the huge window, so she couldn’t see much of it. Not that she was interested in the décor. At the moment, she couldn’t seem to concentrate on anything but the gorgeous man in front of her.

Kendall hadn’t slept with many men—including Keith, she could probably count them on one hand—but she could never remember wanting to be with anyone as much as she wanted to be with Jason right now.

Jason gazed down at her with such desire in his blue eyes that it made her breath hitch. Eyes locked with hers, he slid hands underneath her top and slowly pushed it up. She trembled beneath his fingers, sighing as they found their way up her stomach to cup her breasts through the silky material of her bra. Her nipples stiffened under his touch as he brushed their tips.

Kendall bit her lip to stifle a groan. Jason’s method of undressing her might be fun, but it was taking way too long. Grabbing the hem of her shirt, she stripped it off in one swift motion. The smolder in Jason’s eyes as he took in her bra-covered breasts told her he didn’t mind her initiative. Good. Then he wouldn’t mind if she took off his shirt, too.

Sidling close, she slowly undid the buttons. The material fell away at her touch, revealing tantalizing glimpses of lean muscle and lightly tanned skin, and she eagerly pushed the shirt from his shoulders and down his arms.

Kendall let out a moan. Dear God, she didn’t think she’d ever seen a more perfect man. There were definitely some advantages to being with a man who spent so much of his time outdoors.

As if standing there without touching her was suddenly too much for him, Jason reached out to take her breasts in his hands again. Kendall gasped as he teased her nipples through the satin by making circular motions with his thumbs. She caught his shoulders and arched against him with a soft sigh of pleasure. As pleasurable as what he was doing felt, she wanted to feel his hand on her bare breasts. She  was just about to unhook her bra when he reached around to open the clasp. Her breasts spilled into his waiting hands, and she tightened her hold on his shoulders as he bent to take one pink nipple in his mouth and swirl his tongue around it. Her nipples had always been sensitive, but never more so than they were at that moment, and she moaned as he made love to first one breast, then the other.

When he was done, he pressed a tender kiss to both nipples, then trailed hot kisses up her neck and along her jaw until he found her mouth. His tongue took possession of hers with a fierceness that made her dizzy, and she was barely even aware of him unbuttoning her jeans until he pushed the down over her hips.

Kendall shivered with anticipation as his big hands cupped her panty-covered ass. The fantasy from the other day was still fresh in her mind, and for one crazy moment, she thought he might bend her over the bed and spank her. But he only pushed them down like he’d done her jeans. Then, giving her a soul-searing kiss, he urged her back onto the big bed.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed.

She pushed herself up on her elbows and gave him a sexy look. “You’re pretty damn hot yourself. You’re wearing way too many clothes, though.”

Jason chuckled and reached for his belt. Kendall watched breathlessly as he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down. Her eyes went wide at the sight of his cock. Big, thick and hard, it was as beautiful as the rest of him.

“This better?” he asked.

She smiled. “Much.”

Kendall was torn between taking him her mouth and begging him to slide in her pussy. Jason didn’t give her a chance to do either.

Climbing onto the bed, he stretched out beside her and leaned in for a kiss. Kendall buried her hands in his hair, murmuring her approval against his mouth as he ran his hand up her leg to the downy curls at the juncture of her thighs. She spread her legs, giving him access to that most private part of herself. Jason slid his fingers up and down the folds of her pussy before finally settling on her clit.

The plump, little nub throbbed beneath his touch as his fingers worked their magic, and she almost protested when he pulled away. But it was only so he could kiss his way down her body.

As much as she wanted to feel his mouth on her, Kendall had other more urgent needs right now. She grabbed a handful of his hair, gently pulling his head up just as he reached her belly button.

“Later,” she whispered. “Right now, I need you inside me.”

Jason regarded for a long time, as if debating whether to give in to her demand. Then he grinned. “Your wish is my command.”

Taking a foil packet from the bedside table, he tore it open, then rolled the condom on his shaft. When he was done, he braced an arm on either side of her head and settled himself between her legs. Kendall’s pulse quickened.

Supporting himself with one hand, Jason used the other to position his hard cock at the opening of her pussy. But instead of sliding in right away, he rubbed the head up and down her slick folds. The move was heavenly and maddening at the same time, and she caught his face between her hands, forcing him to look at her.

“Stop teasing me,” she begged.

When Jason didn’t move, she thought he might refuse, but then still gazing intently into her eyes, he slowly slid into her wetness.

Kendall was more than ready for him, but as his length filled her, she still gasped. He felt incredible, and he hadn’t even started to move yet.

She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deeper. Jason took it slow, thrusting in and out of her pussy so gently at first she thought she might go a little crazy if he didn’t fuck her harder. Not that slow and gentle wasn’t delicious, but there were times when she liked it a little rough. Now, was one of those times.

“Harder,” she demanded.

Jason obeyed, pumping into her with short, hard thrusts that made the headboard smack against the wall. She matched his rhythm, lifting her hips to meet his. The sounds of their bodies slapping together was as much of a turn on as the sexual act itself, and she gripped his shoulders as she felt herself start to spiral toward Nirvana.

Above her, Jason was biting his lip, as if he was trying to keep himself from coming. Knowing he was so close tipped her over the edge, and she cried out as her orgasm crested.

Jason buried his face in her hair, his hoarse groans sweet music in her ear as he found his own release and came with her.

It was a long time before either of them could move, much less speak, and when they finally were able to, it was Jason’s soft voice that filled the silence.

“So,” he said. “Does this mean you’re coming back to work at the store.”

Kendall smiled and cuddled up closer against his side. “That depends. Do I have to sell any more live bait?”

Jason laughed, the sound a deep rumble beneath her ear. “No more live bait,” he said, then after a moment, added, “And no more spankings, either. I promise.”

Kendall chewed on her lower lip. She’d been wondering how to bring the subject of spanking up in conversation. She was glad he’d done it for her. “Actually,” she said softly. “I made more of a fuss about the spanking than I probably should have.”

He cupped her jaw to gently tilt her head up. “I thought the spankings were the reason you didn’t want to go out with me anymore.”

“In a way, they were. But not for the reason you think.”

“Okay. Now, I’m really confused.”

She pushed herself up on her elbow. “Let me try to explain. When you first spanked me, I was furious. I mean, I’ve never been spanked in my life. And to have my boss do it—”

“Kendall, I’m—” he began, but she put a finger to his lips, shushing him.

“But now that I’ve had some time to think about it, I can admit there was something about getting spanked that…well, turned me on a little.” He lifted a brow, and she hurried on before she lost her nerve. “That sounds crazy, I know, especially since those spankings really stung, but…”

Jason’s mouth quirked as he reached up to tuck her hair behind an ear. “It’s not crazy, honey. A lot of people get turned on by spanking.”

“I know that, but I didn’t used to be one of them.”

“So, if the spankings turned you on, why did you get so upset?”

She gave him a sheepish look. “That was the part that took me a while to figure out. It’s hard to reconcile getting off on being submissive when a woman in today’s world is supposed to be strong and independent. I wasn’t sure how to be both. Does that make any sense?”

“I suppose,” he said. “You’re a complex woman, and this is a complex situation. You don’t think you should enjoy it, but you do. Maybe, you should stop thinking so much and just enjoy it.” 

Kendall’s lips curved. “You sound pretty confident you’ll have to spank me again. You’re that sure I’m going to mess up, huh?”

Jason grinned. “Not all spankings have to be about punishing you for being a bad girl. We could do it as foreplay.”

Her pussy spasmed. “Foreplay?”

His grin broadened. “Uh-huh.”

Taking her hand, Jason sat back against the headboard and guided her over his lap. Kendall held herself stiffly, eager, but nervous at the same time.

Jason gently ran his hand down her back. “Relax.”

Easy for him to say. But determined to try, Kendall pillowed her head on her arms. At least this position was much more comfortable than being draped over his knee. While she might seem relaxed on the outside, she was a bundle of quivering nerves on the inside. Mostly because she had no idea what to expect.

Instead of smacking her ass like she expected him to, Jason tenderly caressed her derriere until she moaned from the sheer pleasure of how good it felt. If she didn’t know it before, she knew it now. Her ass was definitely one of her erogenous zones.

“Ready?” Jason asked softly.

Kendall felt her heart speed up. The thought of giving him permission to spank her sent a naughty, little thrill through her, and she nodded.

“I didn’t hear that. What did you say?”

He wanted her to say it out loud. That made it even more delicious. “Yes,” she said softly, then added, “I’m ready.”

The hand that had been lightly resting on her back before pressed down more firmly, anchoring her in place. She automatically tensed, holding her breath as she waited for him to begin.

The first spank wasn’t nearly as hard as any of the others he’d given her, but it wasn’t exactly a lovepat either, and she let out a startled little,
“Oh!”
of surprise. Maybe it stung so much because her bottom was bare. Suddenly, she couldn’t wait for him to give her another so she could test her theory.

Jason didn’t keep her waiting. The next smack stung just as much, as did the one after that, and the one after that. He moved back and forth from one cheek to the other until her ass was hot and tingly all over. That wasn’t the only part of anatomy that was tingly, either. Her pussy was positively purring.

She squirmed around on his lap in an effort to ease the ache there as much as she did from the spanking he was giving her. Was it possible to go insane from being so aroused?

She was seriously considering sliding her hand down and touching herself when Jason stopped and gave her ass a squeeze. Kendall closed her eyes and let out a moan just as he slipped his hand between her legs to finger her pussy.

“You’re so wet,” Jason said softly. “It almost makes me want to slide my hard cock in your pussy right now. But I think you need to be spanked some more first, don’t you?”

Jason didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, he slipped his hand from between her legs and smacked her hard on the ass. She squealed, unable to help it. But despite how much it stung, she loved the sensation of the heat spreading over her skin. She loved the way it made her pussy purr even more. Each time his hand connected with her upturned bottom, she expected to orgasm. It felt that damn good.