What a wonderful caricature of intimacy | Jayden
Jayden paced around his room, tightening his tie, loosening it, then tightening it again. In all honestly, he couldnât remember why he had put the damned thing on in the first place, considering he would likely be taking it off in a very short while. However, the necktie had become sort of a necessary accessory to his wardrobe, which consisted mostly of designer suits of varying colors, though mostly dark. Still pacing, he looked in the mirror and readjusted his tie one final time, attempting to get any final jitters out. The truth of the matter was that he hadnât slept with anyone since Christine had run out on him, though heâd had plenty of offers. But he had Asher to think about and he wasnât a teenager anymore, so he had turned them all down. Now, though, he was unattached and without many responsibilities. It was beyond time to get back into the game.
And what better person to do that with than with someone he had an instant connection with. Stevie was not only gorgeous, but so vibrant as well. It was the horse thing, however, that had tipped her into his favor. He had been more than serious about extending an invitation for her to visit his parentsâ ranch, and hoped she would take him up on the offer.
Hearing a knock on the door, he gave himself one final look in the mirror before heading towards the front. Upon opening the door, he gave a charming smile that he had mastered several years ago. âHello, Stevie. Come in,â he said, standing back so she could slip by him. âIâm not entirely sure how fast everything is supposed to go in this town, soâŠwould you like anything to drink or did you just want to get started?
Stevie smiled as she heard footsteps on the other side of the door and as her eyes met his blue ones, she nearly melted from the sight. âHey Jayden.â She smiled, wrapping her arms around him for a quick hug after recomposing herself. Pulling away from the hug, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and walked inside his house. âWell, itâs usually either one of two ways. With me anyway. We either talk for a bit, get to know each other better, or we get straight to it.â She explained, looking up at him. âIâm good, thank you.â She shook her head at his offer. âGet started, that makes it sound like itâs a business deal.â She laughed a little, shaking her head. âAnd while youâre dressed quite nicely..â She trailed off, her hands moving to trace his necktie. âI like to think this isnât a business deal.â She smiled, patting his chest lightly.
Given his question, the blonde figured that she was one of the first people he met up with in town and she wanted to make sure he was feeling welcomed. âHow are you liking this place so far?â She asked, her arms circling around his neck slowly. âIt must be a big change from the city to a small town.â She added, knowing very well that adjusting  to the small town vibe wasnât as easy as it sounded. It was different in a small town. It was like everyone knew each other and each otherâs business and you couldnât really keep any secrets. Sooner or later, everyone knew. It was like that popular Miranda Lambert song, Famous in a Small Town. Stevie hadnât understood it until she came to town but she was happy she did. âIf you ever need anything, let me know.â She added.
Looking up into his ridiculously beautiful eyes, she found herself biting her lip, mesmerized by the sight. Always a fan of light eyes and older men (although she didnât know exactly how old he was, she figured he was old enough), she leaned in slowly, licking her lips before pressing them against his. Her hand moved to cup the back of his head softly, tiptoeing slightly. Her tongue traced his lip slowly before slipping into his mouth, taking a step closer to him and pressing her body against his.
"Well, I'm still not entirely sure how quickly things work I this town, especially when sex is a way of life and power. Intimacy might not factor into it." he was just about to go farther into detail and possibly comment on the fact that it would, in fact, be good ifthey were to talk for a bit and get a little more acquainted. However, before he could quite get the words out, he found his mouth covered by hers and any words he could think of utterly muted and his mind shifting to one thing. Her. Her and they way her blonde hair felt as he crushed it in his fist. Her and the way her curves felt as he let his hand wander down to her breasts, stomach, hips. Her and the way her full lips felt against his and over his body. Just her. No manners, no polite words, no charming gentleman. Just him and her with ther two bodies and a perfect way to use them.
Jay could sense her up on her toes trying to reach him, so he let his hands wander from her waist down to the curve of her ass where he picked her up, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. His teeth pulled at her bottom lip slowly, tugging before releasing and covering the abused lip with his own. Backing her up against a wall, Jayden's hands wandered to Stevie's thigh, lifting her up a little more, his mouth now diving beneath her chin, sucking and nibbling at the skin there. Not quite able to stand it anymore, he pulled them both from the wall, carrying her to his bedroom, and flinging her down on the bed.
