Vulnerable Pieces (Cape Isle, #4): A Cape Isle Novel Read online

  She is the one to pull back this time. She stares up at me with lust-filled eyes and my own eyes drop to her lips. They are swollen and glistening and I would give anything to see them wrapped around my cock. My eyes find hers again and I watch her in silence. She’s working something out in that busy brain of hers, I just don’t know what. I really wish she was easier to read.

  Her next words shock the shit out of me.

  “Okay.”

  “Okay, what?” I’m not one hundred percent certain what she’s talking about and I’m not going to assume anything when it comes to this woman.

  “Let’s try this friends with benefits thing,” she whispers as she continues to search my face.

  I pull her closer to me and cup her face in my hands. “Are you sure?”

  She nods her head and bites her lip. I need to hear her say it. I need to know that she really is okay with this. There’s not a doubt in my mind that she wants me. She can’t ignore the way her body responds to me, but I need for us to be completely on the same page.

  “I need the words, Jenna. I need you to understand that all I can offer you is friendship and sex.”

  “I understand and that’s all I want too, Parker. I already told you I don’t want any type of relationship. I’m not even sure I want to be your friend, but I know I want to feel you,” she smirks up at me and I let out a little chuckle.

  “Okay, Freckles.” I bend down and kiss her again, before pulling back just enough to talk.

  “Your house or mine?” I mumble against her lips.

  “Mine.”

  After brushing my lips against hers, I somehow manage to step back, separating my body from her. I open her car door and watch her legs as she slides into the driver seat.

  “I’ll follow you.”

  She nods her head in response and I shut her door before making my way to my truck.

  I follow closely behind her through town. The whole way to her house, I try not to over think this. We both want the same thing. We are on the same page about where this is going, but I still have this feeling that maybe it isn’t such a good idea. I try to shake that thought off. We are both adults. This doesn’t have to be a big deal unless we make it one and I’m not going to let that happen. I’m going to enjoy Jenna while I can. I love my job, but there are few things I actually enjoy anymore and having the company of a beautiful woman with zero expectations sounds pretty damn good. I’m not going to question it.

  We pull up into her driveway a few minutes later and Jenna is out of her car before I can make it out of mine. She silently leads us up the steps and unlocks the front door.

  I watch as she steps inside and dumps her keys and purse beside the front door. I look around her space and see that it’s small, but feminine. I instantly feel comfortable here.

  She turns to me and quirks an eyebrow. “Does my house pass inspection?”

  “Yep,” I chuckle.

  I walk over to where she’s standing and pull her to me. I lower my lips to her neck and she shivers in response. “Last chance to change your mind.”

  Her hands pull on my dress shirt, until she has it untucked from my pants. I hiss out a sharp breath when she glides her hands under my shirt. “That’s not going to happen.”

  My fingers that are in her hair tighten in response and I pull her head back, exposing more of her neck to my greedy mouth. I walk forward backing her up against the wall. Kissing my way up her neck to her mouth, I suck on her bottom lip. Her nails scrap down my abs and that’s my breaking point. My hands go to her ass and I lift. She lets out a little squeal and her arms circle my neck, as her legs tighten around my waist. I push her harder against the wall, while grinding my hardness against her center.

  “Fuck, I want you so bad,” I groan, against her mouth.

  She nods her head and her fingers tighten around my neck. One of my hands slides down her ass and I realize she isn’t wearing any panties. I groan when I find her already soaked. She moans long and loud as I move a finger through her folds.

  “Goddamnit.”

  Quickly removing my hand, I hold her against me more firmly and spin around. “Which room?”

  Her lips go to my neck and she leaves wet kisses all of the way up to my ear. “Last room on the left.”

  I walk as quickly as I can to her bedroom. Her mouth is driving me crazy and my cock is painfully hard in my dress pants. I don’t bother flipping on a light. Her curtains are open providing enough light for me to see her bed and that’s all I really care about right now. Getting her naked and under me has become my only goal in life. Still holding her in my arms, I crawl to the center of the bed and lay her back. Her mouth stops working my neck and she lays her head back on the pillow. Her long dark hair is spread out and those beautiful whiskey-colored eyes blink up at me. I wait a second and study her face, wanting to see if she is having second thoughts, but I can’t read Jenna for shit and it drives me insane.

  “Well, you have me here. Now what are you going to do?”

  I smirk down at her. “I’m going to start by filling that sassy mouth with something.”

  Her eyes flare with heat and she licks her lips. I sit back a little and start unbuttoning my dress shirt, tossing it and my undershirt to the side.

  “Holy fucking shit,” she whispers.

  I look down at her in question and her mouth is hanging agape.

  “Mr. Suit-And-Tie is tatted up.”

  I can’t help but laugh at her facial expression. She looks truly shocked. I lay back down over her and cage her in with my arms. Her hands go to my back where she runs them down all of the tattoos I have back there too.

  “Don’t judge a book by its cover,” I mumble against her lips.

  “Lesson learned.”

  I chuckle again, before taking her mouth in another kiss.

  I’m going to spend tonight worshiping every part of this woman’s body. I’m going to make her forget all of the judgments she’s placed on me. I’m going to fuck her so good that she doesn’t question how amazing our friends-with-benefits arrangement will be.

  Chapter Nine

  Jenna

  OH SWEET JESUS, PARKER IS good with his mouth and I can’t wait to feel it other places. No matter how badly I don’t want to like him, I have to admit that he lights a fire in me when he touches my body.

  He pulls away from my mouth again and climbs out of the bed. I watch his fine body as he bends to take off his shoes and socks. I would have never guessed that he had all of those tattoos under those well-tailored suits. I guess that will teach me to not automatically assume things about people. It’s dark in my room and I can’t make a lot of them out, but they cover his shoulders and down to his elbow on one arm. He has another one up his side and I really want to lick them.

  I sit up on the bed and lower the zipper of my dress. I remember the sticky covers on my nipples and when he turns to take off his pants, I carefully peel them off and toss them on my bedside table. I momentarily get distracted by the ink on his back. Damn, that’s hot. I’m going to have to study these better in the daylight.

  Parker turns back to me wearing nothing but his tight black boxer briefs and a wicked smile.

  “Take that beautiful dress off, Freckles, before I ruin it.”

  His voice has gone deep and husky and it sends chills across my skin. Pulling the dress up over my head, I toss it towards the chair beside my bed. I’m completely naked underneath and his eyes travel down my body before coming back to meet mine.

  “Fuck, you’re sexy.”

  In two quick steps, he is back in front of me. He runs a finger down my chest and slowly circles one nipple gently with the tip of his finger. It puckers tightly response.

  “Hmm… so responsive.” He watches his hand as he slides it lower down my side and to my mound.

  “How wet are you, Jenna? If I slide my finger through that little pussy, what will I find?”

  His eyes leave his hand and meet mine. They are dark with lust and just
that one look has me trembling. When I don’t immediately respond, he quirks an eyebrow at me in question.

  “I’m soaked,” I whisper.

  He hums low in his throat again, before removing his hand and stepping back. “Change of plans. As much as I want your lips wrapped around me, I want you to show me more. Lay back on the bed and spread those beautiful legs, baby.”

  I realize in that moment that Parker likes control in the bed room. He may be a laid back guy, but right now he is intense and commanding and I fucking love it. I control every aspect of my life and the thought of giving up that control during sex turns me on, so I do as he says. I reach down to take my shoes off first, but he stops me.

  “Leave those on.”

  I nod my head and lay back. I open my legs wide and look up at his face. I can feel the cool air hitting my most private parts and I can feel his hot eyes as he watches me. They leave mine and travel down my body again. I am almost to the point of shaking with the need for him to touch me.

  He steps forward and rubs himself through his underwear with one hand, while the other slides up my leg. He stops right before he gets to my center and my hips jerk up trying to get him to move closer.

  He chuckles darkly and slaps my inner thigh lightly. “Be still and let me look at how pretty and wet you are.”

  His hand pushes down on my leg until I have them spread as far as they can go. “Oh, baby, you are soaked.”

  He runs that one finger down my folds until he finds my opening. I moan as he slowly pushes it in and out a few times. When he’s satisfied, he pulls his finger completely out and licks all of my juices off of it.

  “You taste delicious.”

  Stepping back again, he pulls down his boxers and kicks them to the side. I look down as he fists his hard cock, giving it a squeeze. I feel myself growing even wetter while I watch him touch himself.

  “Scoot back towards the pillows.” He bends down and grabs a condom out of his wallet, before putting a knee to the bed and following me up, until he is laying on top of me. He tosses the foil packet beside my head, while bending his neck until his mouth meets mine, his tongue immediately slipping inside to roll against mine.

  I run my hands down his chest and through the smattering of hair he has leading to his cock. Before I can reach my target, he pulls back and kisses his way down my chest. He licks across my collar bone and down to my nipple, circling it with his tongue before taking it into his mouth and sucking. His hand is busy pinching and pulling at my other nipple and the combination of his mouth and his hands makes my hips rise off of the bed to grind against him.

  He moans against my skin as he lets the puckered flesh go with a pop.

  “Jesus Christ. I can feel your wetness on my cock.”

  He uses his hands to hold my hips down and I groan in frustration as he moves lower, kissing across my stomach and biting at my hip bones. He looks up at me as he settles between my legs.

  “Shh… I know you need to come, baby. I’m going to lick you until you do. Put your arms above your head and don’t move them.” He watches me until I do what he says, gripping the pillow above my head.

  “Good girl. Now, I want your heels to dig into my back.”

  Lifting one leg, he puts it over his shoulder before doing the same with the other. I stare down at the top of his head, as he lowers his mouth and licks up my center in one long swipe.

  “Fuck,” I moan as I try to lift my hips to get closer, but he is still holding them in his strong hands.

  He finds my clit and licks at it, before pulling it into his mouth and sucking gently. One of his hands moves to my opening and he pushes two long fingers inside me. He just started, but I’m already about to come. I clench my thighs against his head and push my heels into his back. My nails dig into the pillow above my head, and I arch my back.

  He goes back to licking my clit while those wicked fingers curl up inside me and drag against that spot only I’ve ever been able to find. My body starts to shake and my stomach muscles clench right before I arch my neck and push myself against his face, coming harder than I think I have in my entire life. He continues to finger me and lick me through my orgasm, until I can’t take it anymore. I let go of the pillow and push at his head.

  “You’ve got to stop,” I pant.

  He hums against me and slows his fingers before removing them from my body. I can feel my inner walls still clenching as he lifts my legs off of his shoulders and spreads them wide again. He looks up at me before moving down to my opening and lapping at my juices.

  “You taste better than anything I’ve ever eaten.”

  He crawls back up my body before sitting back on his knees and grabbing the condom. I look down at his cock and see drops of pre-cum forming on the tip. I reach for him, but he pins my hand beside my head.

  “If you touch me right now, I will come and I want to be inside you when I do that.”

  I nod my head and he gives my mouth a brief kiss before sitting back and rolling the condom down his shaft. He positions himself at my opening and pulls one of my legs up towards my chest.

  “Eyes on me,” he commands. I look up at him as he slowly pushes into me. We both moan as he pushes deeper and deeper until he is seated all of the way in. I feel stretched and full. His hand on the back of my thigh tightens and he pushes down on it as he pulls out until just the tip of him is still resting in me.

  “You are so fucking tight,” he groans as he pushes back in. I continue to watch his face as he starts to thrust into me in quick strokes. Our moans and the sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the room. Beads of sweat run down his chest and that has to be one of the sexiest fucking things I’ve ever seen.

  He suddenly pulls out of me and flips me over. Spreading my legs wide and leaning over me, he pushes himself back inside. He is even deeper in this position and my back arches as I push my ass against him. He grabs a handful of my hair and turns my head so that his lips can meet mine. I moan down his throat as his cock rubs perfectly against that spot inside me. He breaks his mouth away from mine and puts his hand to my back, pushing me until my upper body is down flat against the bed. I turn my neck and look back at him as he sits back on his knees and grabs my ass in his hands. He keeps a fast and steady rhythm, until I’m crying out and almost begging to come.

  I reach my hand down between my legs and the first touch of my fingers to my clit has me coming hard again.

  “Fuck yes. Keep touching yourself, Jenna. I can feel you, baby.”

  His thrusts speed up and his hands tighten on my ass, prolonging my orgasm. I’m shaking beneath him when he finally plants himself deep and comes with a loud moan.

  He leans over my back and buries his face in my neck. I can feel him still twitching inside of me and we are both panting and covered in sweat. I’m pretty sure my legs are numb and I know for a fact that I have never had sex that good in my life. He kisses my shoulder and rolls off of me. I collapse down on the bed and turn my neck to look over at him. He’s still trying to catch his breath as his eyes meet mine.

  “Holy shit,” he says with a little laugh.

  I can’t speak. I’m pretty sure he broke me. I nod my head and stretch my legs out.

  He rolls towards me and kisses my shoulder, again.

  “Be right back.”

  I watch his ass as he climbs out of the bed and makes his way to the bathroom. I listen as the toilet flushes and the sink turns on and off. He comes back a minute later with a wet hand towel.

  “Roll over, Freckles.” I look up at him confused for a second before using what energy I have left to roll onto my back. He watches me in amusement, before wiping between my legs with the warm towel. When he’s done, he tosses it in my dirty clothes basket. He leans down and removes my heels and I groan as I stretch my toes.

  “Feel better?” he asks.

  I’m not sure if he’s taking about the orgasms or the shoes, but it really doesn’t matter, the answer is a huge yes to both. I nod my head and watch as he cr
awls back into bed and pulls me to him.

  “Did I fuck your voice out of you?” he asks with a laugh as he kisses my head.

  I lean my head back and look at him. “Cuddling isn’t part of the agreement.”

  “Ah, there she is,” he smirks. His arms tighten around my shoulders and even though I won’t ever admit it, it does feel good to be held for a second.

  “Sure it is. Besides, I’m not done yet.” Just to prove his point, he pushes his already semi hard cock against my stomach.

  Oh dear God, he’s going to kill me. Death by orgasm. I shrug my shoulders and bury my face in his warm chest. I can think of worse ways to go.

  Chapter Ten

  Parker

  I TAP MY PEN AGAINST my notebook before tossing it on my desk and leaning back in my chair. I’m distracted and that never happens. I usually have singular focus when it comes to my job, but one night with Jenna has me craving her more. I actually thought that if I had her one time that it would make me not want her so bad. I was wrong, so terribly wrong, because all it did was make me want her every second of every day. All I can think about is the feeling of her wrapped around me. The sound of her moans when she comes, and the way she moves against me, is perfection.

  I groan and rub my hands down my face. She is quickly becoming my fucking addiction and I need another fix. I look over at my computer screen and shake my head. It’s only four o’clock and I still have a ton of paperwork to do. I had court this morning and it ran too long and now I’m behind on office work with absolutely no motivation to do it.

  I stand up and button my suit jacket. I need coffee. Maybe that will help. I smirk to myself as I walk through my office doors and past my secretary.

  “I’ll be back, Tammi. I’m going to go grab some coffee.”

  “Sir, we have coffee here.” Her voice sounds confused and I wave her off as she starts to stand.

  “No. It’s fine. I need a walk anyway.”

  I quickly make my way down to ‘Sprinkles’, which is only about a block from my office. I know I don’t need any damn coffee. I just want to see Jenna. If I can just look at her for a second maybe I can get my focus back.