Charming.” He glanced her way.
“Charming, yes, my Prince, we’ve yet to see.”
“You’re a hard woman, Janice Dedrick.” He grabbed her and kissed her. “Just wait. You have many surprises coming soon.” He stopped in the doorway to a large family room off a modern kitchen. “This room I insisted have good, comfortable chairs, a large-screen TV, and it already had a tile fireplace.”
“I love it all. Your decorator did a fantastic job of having the front rooms complement the older style of the house, and yet here and in the kitchen you have all the conveniences.”
“You can compliment my decorator when I take you to meet my family in the next week or so.”
“Your mother?”
“You didn’t think I’d hatched from an egg, I hope. I have the requisite mother, father, and two brothers.”
Janice had walked around the room, giving the furnishings a closer look. She faced Drake. “Two brothers, no sister?”
“Mom says she’s been outnumbered for years. She expects all her boys to marry and have daughters for her to spoil.”
When he talked about his family, his smile and voice were different. It was obvious that he loved his parents and brothers. His soft tone and sweet smile said it all.
“But you got me sidetracked. There’s a room upstairs I want you to see.” Taking her hand, he led the way. On the landing, he opened double doors to the right. His bedroom.
Floor-to-ceiling windows flanked a huge bed. The walls were a cream color, with the bedspread and curtains a mixture of cream and blue. Janice stepped inside and her shoes sank into soft, dark blue carpet. The bed, bedside tables, chest of drawers, and chairs were made of mahogany and polished to a high shine. Soft music played from some unknown spot.
“I doubt you’d have difficulty seducing anyone in this room.” His low chuckle had her toes curling.
“Always the smart retort. I love it.” He put his hand at the base of her spine and directed her to an open door on the left. “I thought we’d try out the shower first.”
His bath, done in cream and light browns, held a large, jet tub, an even larger shower, dual sinks, and a warming rack for towels. Janice walked to the shower and peeked around the tile wall. There were several jets placed around to hit a body from many angles, and the area was big enough to hold three or four people.
“Do you have orgies in here?”
“I’ve considered it.” His hands began to unbutton her blouse. “You talk too much.” He kissed her mouth then continued to undress her.
She joined him and unbuttoned his shirt. His lips moved down her body as he bent to undo her skirt and yank her panties down. When he straightened, Janice unfastened his belt, his pants button, and lowered his zipper. In a second, he threw off his clothes and had her in the shower. The cool water pulsed over their hot bodies.
Drake lathered his hands and began to caress her breasts, giving special attention to her peaked nipples. The sensation of warmth, gentle caresses, and light brushes across her peaks melted away any reserve or hesitation. Heat and need slid directly down to her pussy, increasing her hunger to have his cock stroking her inside. Her legs went weak. She put her arms around his neck and rubbed her body against his chest. The fine, brown hairs replaced his hands as he cupped her face and kissed her deeply.
Janice wrapped one lathered hand around his wide, hard cock, and the other cupped his balls. Her finger made light traces across the head of his cock, and then rubbed around the edge.
“Ah, baby,” Drake moaned. He bent his forehead against hers. “What am I going to do about you?”
“Make love to me, I hope.” She rubbed up and down his length. “You’re so hard, and yet your skin is like satin.” She pushed him against the wall and knelt to take him into her mouth. Her tongue tasted him, then she took him in deeper. He groaned and ran his fingers through her hair. Tightening her lips