It should have turned her off, him looking so dirty like that. Instead, Linda found herself squirming in her spot as heat entered and throbbed in between her legs. It turned her on watching him doing something so manly, and she tried to find the words to say.
Just as she was about to call out a greeting, Jake looked up. His blue eyes met hers, and whatever she was about to say again flew out of her head as she watched those eyes flare with heat, hunger and so much desire. He straightened and gazed at her from head to toe, singeing her with just that look until she was nearly trembling from arousal. He looked absolutely pleased to see her, and it flattered her.
“Linda,” he said in a low, sexy drawl. “What are you doing here?”
“I…” Linda cleared her throat, forcing herself to concentrate. “I brought some files for you to review. For your second interview.”
Surprise flitted in his expression before he nodded his head. A slow grin slid out of him. “That’s very sweet of you.” She flushed. He took a towel from the side and cleaned his hands before ushering her inside the living room.
“Would you like some drinks?”
Linda shook her head and smiled. “No, thanks.”
He seemed momentarily distracted by her smile, amusing her. His muscles flexed again, this time distracting her.
“Let me take a shower first. Then we’ll discuss the file.”
Linda nodded. He was really very polite, even waiting for her to get comfortable on the couch before leaving her. She lamented the loss of his bare chest and tried to distract herself by looking around his living room, which wasn’t much. He lived in a tiny suburban home with the bare necessities for furniture, indicating that he hadn’t really settled in yet since his return from deployment. Jake hadn’t closed his bedroom, so she had a glimpse of that too from beside the tiny kitchen—and all she could see was a bed and a cabinet, with clothes spilling from the laundry basket.
Jake got out of the shower after a few minutes, treating her to a gorgeous view of his ass wrapped in a short towel. He turned away from her, dropping the towel to the floor. Linda bit back her gasp as her gaze feasted on his hard bums before it was covered as he donned clean jeans and a plain white shirt. When he turned back around, his gaze caught hers.
Linda flushed and pretended to open her files. She heard him approach her and only looked back up when he was already standing in front of her. There was speculation on his face before he held out a hand. Puzzled, Linda took it. He pulled her up and back towards the door connecting the living room to the garage.
But before they could reach the garage, Linda gasped as she found herself suddenly pressed against the wall. Then he was close, inhaling her scent hungrily. She inhaled his scent back, a mix of fresh soap and pure male, and felt her whole body react.
“I’ve seen how you looked at me in the garage,” he murmured in amusement.
“And you were looking right back,” she shot back, arching her body against him. She felt his hard bulge press against her stomach and wished it would press against her cunt instead.
“You want to fuck me,” he rasped.
“You want to fuck me…Mr. Malone.”
He shot her a slow, melting grin. Then Jake was nodding his head.
“You’re right about that…Miss Cranston.”
The formality only served to turn her on. And then she was gasping again when Jake lifted her with sheer strength until she got her wish—his cock snug in between her legs, where he ground fiercely against her. Linda moaned at how delicious it felt, but he swallowed it with his mouth, kissing her roughly with teeth and tongue and squeezing her breasts in his hands.
“You’ve got the best tits I’ve ever seen,” he growled.
And then Jake was ripping her shirt off, leaving her clad in only her bra. In a second, that was gone, too, forgotten on the floor as he sucked hard on her nipples.
Linda cried out at the onslaught of pleasure. Her mind registered that the door leading from the living room to the garage was open, as well as the main garage door itself. Music blared loud and clear, Linkin Park’s screaming lyrics blasting in the air. Anyone could wander in and see them if they were curious enough.
She found she didn’t care.
With fervor, she ripped back at his clothes until his chest was free, and she pinched his nipples until he groaned out her name. She attempted to slide her hand between their grinding bodies to wrap her hand around his huge cock, but he was having none of it. Instead, Jake forcibly turned her around until her palms were on the wall. He slid her pants and thong down to her knees, and she heard the sound of his zipper. She felt a sting on her ass and turned her head to look at him in shock, and Jake smirked back at her. The smack on her butt only intensified the pleasure. Then Jake captured her mouth in his in a wet kiss, their tongues sucking on each other.
Then he was plunging his monster cock inside her pussy.
There was no brake. He slammed until he was to the core, and she felt her pussy stretch for him as he pressed her against the wall. Then he was sliding out and plunging back in, over and over, fucking her hard in time with the rock music that was filling the air. It was hot and it was so rough, but it felt so good—and she never, ever wanted him to stop.
Words failed her, and she could only manage incoherent sounds as he kept smacking her ass right before slamming his hard dick back in. Her eyes rolled and her body burned, and she could only grind her ass back against him, the raw fucking turning her on so much as she held on for the ride. Then she felt a finger ghost over her ass before he inserted it inside her ass hole, and what she thought was already pleasurable before doubled, tripled until she was begging him for more.
He gave her exactly what she wanted—that dirty, sweaty, body-slamming sex that woke up every nerve being inside her. She was exploding with her orgasm before she knew it, her pussy clenching against his pulsing cock—but instead of stopping, Jake kept on plunging inside her, kept on fucking her like an animal with no control over his lust. A second pending orgasm coursed through her, one that spread all over her as he took out his cock and deftly inserted it inside her other glory hole. His thumb flicked at her clit over and over again, and his shaft kept slamming her against the wall.
And she lost it.
Linda’s vision went blind as her second orgasm hit her. Jake only lasted a few more thrusts in her ass before he was pulling out, too. She immediately sank down to her knees and swallowed every cream that spilled out, tasting herself and him. A long and loud groan came out of his throat, and he tugged her up by the hair—hard—and kissed her as they both enjoyed the moment.
After a while, Linda slumped against him. Then she giggled.
“That was a pleasant second interview,” she teased.
Jake chuckled back.
CHAPTER SIX
Jake had been about to take advantage of the moment and get a second round with Linda when her phone suddenly rang. She giggled and elbowed him off, and he stopped assaulting her throat enough to grin down at her on the couch. She spoke to someone on the phone while he admired how his button down shirt fit her perfectly. Feeling mischievous, he unbuttoned it slowly and parted it so he could be treated to a view of her tits again.
Goddamn. He could never get enough of them. Her tits were glorious—big, juicy globes that he just wanted to lick and suck forever. Her pink nipples stiffened as he bared her, and he chuckled, squeezing one in his hand before he ground his pants-clad crotch against her. Linda disconnected the call and moaned, pulling his head down for a frantic kiss. He appeased her with a long, intense one, her taste of peaches getting under his skin.
“I told Sam to come over,” she said in between kisses.
“Sam?” he asked.
“We have an appointment today,” she said apologetically.
Disappointment coursed through him that some dude was going to snatch her away before he could even enjoy her fully. He renewed his efforts at seducing her, letting his hand run all over her skin and feel her softness and warmth.
They were just getting seriously hot and heavy when footsteps sounded. But he was so busy sucking on Linda’s nipple while his fingers were playfully pinching the other that it hadn’t really registered. What did register was a soft, feminine gasp. Jake looked up.
There was another big, gorgeous woman in his living room—one with bronzed skin, black hair and golden eyes, which were trained hungrily on him. She was wearing a yellow summer dress that fit her like a glove, and it showed off her thick curves that were just as sensual as Linda’s.
Linda looked up as well, still slightly dazed. Her eyes lit up and she grinned.
“Hey, Sam,” she greeted cheerfully.
So this was Sam. Linda didn’t seem to mind that she was half undressed and that this Sam woman had just seen Jake sucking on her tits. Jake took that as his cue to act casual while he stood up. He watched Sam’s eyes follow his movements, her gaze focusing on his bare chest before trailing down to where his huge bulge was still hidden underneath his pants—sort of. The sight of the exotic-looking woman only sharpened the arousal, and Jake realized that his cock wanted to have a try on those gorgeous curves, too.
Still, he needed to be polite.
“Good morning, ma’a—”
His words, however, were interrupted when Sam yanked him towards her. Then she was fusing her mouth to his.