Masquerade (Swept Away #2.5) by J.S. Cooper
To Mrs. Hollis, the first teacher that liked my stories.
Thank you.
prologue
The first time I saw Bianca London in person I knew she was going to be trouble. There was something about the way she chewed on her bottom lip while studying the coffee menu that told me she was going to be a handful. And not in the way that I liked. She had a nice figure, curvy in all the right places, and even though her clothes were old and baggy, I could still picture her naked. Her long, dark brown hair was wild and wavy and looked as if it needed a comb run through it. Though I wouldn’t care if it was straight or curly, as long as it was trailing down my chest as she lowered her lips down my torso.
“Oh, sorry, you can go first if you want.” She turned to me with a sweet smile, her light brown eyes tinted with green as she nodded ahead of her. “I’m still deciding.”
“Thanks.” I nodded, trying not to stare at her lips. I was already having impure thoughts, and this was the first time I’d seen her in the flesh. She moved to the side and I walked ahead of her, brushing her arm gently. I wanted to say something else; something funny, so that I could see her smile again. Though I knew that was too dangerous. My being here, right next to her, was already dangerous. I shouldn’t be here. Not now. Though I couldn’t stop myself. I’d needed to see her face in the flesh. I’d needed to see the face of the woman whose parents had been responsible for my mother losing her life. She was going to pay for all of their sins. I was going to make sure of it.
one
“Do you like this?” The blonde grinned up at me as she kissed my chest and abdomen, making her way to my hardness. I didn’t hold in my groan as she grabbed my balls and took me in her mouth and sucked, bobbing her head up and down as she tried to swallow all of me. I grabbed her hair and leaned back against the headboard as she got to work.
Closing my eyes, I focused on the pleasure coursing through my body as her lips circled my hardness and her tongue ran up and down the length of my shaft. I’d have to give it to her; she knew how to suck cock. Better than most women. I appreciated the lengths she went to to make it pleasurable for me, though I hadn’t needed the chocolate syrup she squirted on my balls before licking it up eagerly. I could still feel the stickiness coating my hairs and I desperately wanted a shower, but I’d wait until I got home.
“Hold on,” she moaned as she sat up quickly, her breasts bouncing as she jumped off the bed.
“What’s going on?” I groaned as I watched her walk over to the vanity, where the bottle of champagne sat in a sterling silver ice bucket. I wasn’t sure why she’d gotten champagne for the night and I wasn’t going to ask. I didn’t want to know anything more about her than I already did. If she was celebrating something, good for her, but I didn’t care to find out what.
“Ready, Jakob?” She giggled as she grabbed some ice cubes and walked toward me.
“I’m ready to blow,” I muttered as she stopped in front of me, pushing her breasts out and licking her lips coyly. I grabbed my hardness and moved my hands back and forth. I didn’t care whether she was the one to get me off right now.
“Hold on.” She pouted as she looked at my hand. She held up the two ice cubes and ran them around her already hard nipples. “Ooh,” she moaned as her nipples became even more erect.
“What are you doing?” I looked at her impatiently, wondering if she’d recently learned some new moves from a porno or something. I glanced at the clock behind her. I’d already been here for thirty minutes and I didn’t want to stay much longer. I didn’t want her to think that this was going to be an all-night thing. Or that this was about more than getting laid.
“You’ll see.” She got up onto the bed and brushed her breasts across my face, her cold nipples running across my lips. I sucked on them lazily and she groaned and shifted on my lap. My cock was between her legs now and I moved her over to the side. I didn’t want to f*ck her tonight. I just wanted to come.
She placed the ice cubes in her mouth and sucked on them for a few seconds before shifting down my body and taking me into her mouth again.
“Oh, shit,” I groaned as the extreme coldness of her mouth sucked on my cock. Her eyes flickered up at me with a happy expression, and this time she didn’t stop as she bobbed up and down on me. It didn’t take long for me to explode in her mouth; I lay back as she swallowed my sperm eagerly and licked up every trace from my skin.
“How is it that you taste so delicious?” She moaned as she kissed my stomach, working her way up my body, and lay next to me in the bed, pressing her body against mine and running her fingers across my chest.
“I don’t know.” I played with her breasts idly as she lay there, looking at me with an emotion akin to love. My stomach turned as her hand made its way back down to my now soft cock.
“How long before you get hard again and I can ride you?” she whispered as her fingers moved up and down.
“I have to go.” I made an apologetic face and jumped off the bed quickly, grabbing my shirt from the floor.
“You’re not going to stay?” The cute blonde looked dolefully at me as she flicked her hair back.
“I have work to do.” My voice was abrupt, uncaring, letting her know exactly how I felt. I didn’t want her to think this was anything more than sex. And the look in her eyes had told me that this was already about more than just the physical.