Jewel Ann - Idle Bloom

Her tongue peeks out to brush along her lips like she’s savoring the taste of me on her.

“It is unfortunate.” She grins and my dick continues to strain against my jeans with no relief in sight as I see naughty intentions dancing in her eyes. “Because if it were a date and you kissed me like that, I’d want to crawl up on you … like this.” She sits up on her knees and straddles me with a leg on either side.

Oh fuck!

My hands rest on her hips as she lowers herself onto my lap. Those sexy green eyes shut when the apex of her legs meets the bulge in my pants. Her mouth goes slack as her breaths come short and quick with each prominent rise and fall of her chest. “And then I’d run my hands through your hair … like this.”

Her fingers lace through my hair. “And … oh God…” she licks her lips and swallows as her eyes shut for a brief moment “…the feel of your hard body against mine would make me want more of this.” She clenches her fingers in my hair, and with a firm tug she pulls my mouth to hers again.

I’m a caged animal ready to break out and attack her. It takes everything I have to not rip off her clothes and bury myself in her.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Her hungry tongue strokes mine as she rocks her pelvis with the same subtle motion against my dick. I dig my fingers into her hips as she grinds against me. What the fuck is she doing to me? The sensible voice in my head speaks up. It always does, but I don’t call it the voice of reason. I call it the voice of ruin because it’s ruined so many moments that promised such pleasure.

I pull back. “If it were a date, I’d stay longer but … since it’s not I should––”

“Touch me,” she whispers through her labored breathing. “Show me how you’d touch me if this were a date.” Her words aren’t teasing or seductive; they’re a desperate plea. I watch her and through the silence between us I hear her with absolute clarity. My hands move up her sides and slide to her breasts. The thin material of her top does little to hide the equally thin layer of her bra covering erect nipples.

“If this were a date … I’d touch you like this.” My voice breaks on the last word as she rests her hands on my shoulders, eyelids fluttering for control. My untamed needs fade into the background as I knead her breasts, circling my thumbs over her nipples with a slow firm motion.

Mesmerized. That’s all I am right now. As Vivian gives in to my touch, her face tenses and her head falls, hair long and flowing down her back. I don’t know how, but I’m allowing this to be about her, for her. Even as her hips rock into me over and over, I remain still. Only my hands move with the sole purpose of bringing her pleasure.

“Oliver … please don’t stop.” The vulnerability in her voice is raw.

Her eyes blink open just as her nails dig into my shoulders. She presses her hips against me one last time, and her eyes roll back into her head. “Oh … My … God,” she moans in ecstasy.

I swear the image of Vivian coming apart from my touch will forever be etched in my memory.

Her forehead rests against mine and I move my hands to her head as I kiss her just once, long and slow.

“Thank you.” She smiles against my lips. “I owe you one.”

I chuckle as I lift her off my lap and stand. “No you don’t. If it were a date, maybe, but it’s not so everything that just happened was … hypothetical .”

She stares at the floor with a smile that’s still overwhelming her face.

I open the door. “I had a nice time.”

“Liar.” She looks at me and rolls her eyes. “A nice time shouldn’t end in a cold shower.”

“I’m not going to take a cold shower.” I kiss her cheek and inhale her addictive scent. “Good night, Vivian.”

“Good night.” She blushes.

I didn’t lie. I’m not going to take a cold shower. I’m going to sleep with my balls in a bucket of ice.

Vivian

I’m not certain what the protocol is after what happened last night. Sure, I’ve been touched by guys before … Okay, just one until last night, but Kai touched me like it pleased him. Oliver touched me like it pleased me. And Oh. My. God … did it ever please me.

“Hey, Flower, how’s the cat toy?” Alex grins as she and Sean stroll in the front door.

I return a snide look. “They’re mittens.”

“Mittens for the kittens.” Alex giggles.

“Something to keep her pussy warm,” Sean says in a low voice as he follows Alex into the kitchen.

“I heard that, Simpleton .”

“Yeah, well, Simpleton is going to be graduating from Harvard Business School way before you.” Sean sticks his thumbs in his ears and wiggles his fingers around while sticking out his tongue.

“Yeah, well, someday you’ll be fetching me coffee when I’m the only successful CEO willing to offer your pathetic ass a job.”

“Play nice, kids.” Alex hands Sean a Coke.

“We’re just kidding.” Sean opens the can and takes a swig while giving me a wink. “I can’t wait for Viv to be my boss, those long legs in a mini-skirt suit, cracking a whip at me all day.” He takes another swig.

Alex smacks him in the junk and he spits pop out of his mouth. “What the hell?” He bends over a few degrees, holding his crotch.

“Oh sorry, honey. I was swatting a fly and didn’t see you. Maybe if I had longer legs I could have seen you better.”

Sean’s not entirely stupid. He’s been with Alex long enough to know when to take his punishment like a man and shut the hell up. He sits in the recliner and she hops on his lap facing me like nothing happened.

“So who was your company last night?” she asks.

I don’t dare take my eyes off my knitting because my face will never hide the truth. “Company?”

“Don’t try to buy time by acting dumb. That’s a guy’s game and you know it.”

“Hey, now––” Sean says.

“Zip it, dick brain.” She reaches back and fists his junk again.

“God, woman! Stop pulverizing my balls!”

Alex ignores him and I can see out of the corner of my eye that she’s smiling at me, waiting, not so patiently.

“How did you know I had company?”

“Kai called Sean last night to pick his drunk ass up from the bar. Now spill.”

I shrug not missing a beat in my knitting rhythm. “Our neighbor across the street.”

“A guy?”

I nod. I’m pretty sure I’ve dropped a stitch, but I keep going anyway.

“ Really? ” She drags out the word. “Did I miss out on a block party or something? How’d you meet him?”

“At the greenhouse. He’s … well he’s Chance’s brother.”

“Chance Konrad’s brother?” She jumps up. “Out.” She tugs at Sean’s arm until he stands.”

“What?” he questions.

“I said out. I need to talk to Flower in private. I’ll call you later.”

“But I thought we were going––”

“Something’s come up, now out!”

I can’t help but laugh as a buck-five Alex shoves all two-hundred and twenty some pounds of rugby player Sean out the front door.

“So you’re dating now? That’s great!” She jumps on the couch next to me.

“No, not dating.”

“Then what was he doing here last night?”

Getting me off.

“After Kai dropped me off I saw him, Oliver, sitting on his front steps so we ended up at J.P’s and then back here for a drink. That’s all.”

“How old is he?”

“I don’t know, but I’m pretty sure he’s older than Chance.”