Dirty Talk: A Bad Boy Romance (Bluefield Bad Boys Book 2) by Tess Oliver
“Nah. I’m having too much fun watching you go through the basket like a kid going through her Easter treats.” Tommy leaned back against the lush pillows on the bed, looking completely out of place amongst the floral prints and lacy edges. The contrast of rough, rugged man in the perfectly frilly linens set my heart racing.
“I wish I hadn’t finished that burger. I won’t have room for all this good stuff.” I lifted a finger. “But make no mistake about it—I will find a way to tuck it all safely into my backpack. I wouldn’t want to insult our hostess by leaving any of it behind.”
Tommy stretched his arms up and put his hands behind his head as he rested back against the ornate wrought iron headboard. The gesture caused his massive biceps to bulge and it sent a swirl of warmth through me. “Another thing I’ve always loved about you, Andi. You have an appetite like a real human. You’ve never been one of those girls who orders a flippin’ grapefruit and dry toast for breakfast. And, I might add, you’ve still got an amazing ass, even if you can shovel down a burger and fries like a lumberjack.”
I blinked at him from across the room. “I’m not sure if I like the lumberjack reference, but you did at least soften it by mentioning my amazing ass.”
He patted the mattress next to him. “I did. Now bring that ass over here, preferably naked.”
I hesitated and looked longingly at the basket. “Hmm, walnut fudge or naked in bed with Tommy Sawyer? Oh what the hell, the fudge can wait.”
A breeze floated through the window, causing the sheer pink curtains to flutter around me. I glanced out to the front yard. Maggie was just climbing into her car. “Looks like Maggie is leaving. Guess we’re alone for a bit. Her timing is as brilliant as her baking skills.” I walked to the bed, stopped and turned around. I wiggled my butt and moved to sit on the bed next to him.
“Uh, Sulli, you have a short memory.”
I stopped on my journey to the bed and spun around to look at him.
“I believe I mentioned preferably naked.” He lifted his hand and motioned for me to turn away from him again.
I faced the antique chest of drawers sitting against the wall. An old-fashioned, slightly mottled mirror was propped up on top of it. I could see Tommy’s reflection as he waited for me to undress. I slipped off my shoes and took my sweet time unzipping my pants.
I winked at him over my shoulder. “This darn old zipper keeps getting stuck.” I turned back around and caught a glimpse of him in the mirror as he lunged at me.
I shrieked with laughter as he yanked the pants down and pulled me back onto the bed. He flipped me over and across his lap. “Do you know what happens to a naughty girl who uses her amazing ass to tease me?”
I laughed wildly as I squirmed to climb back off his lap, but his strong hand held me.
“You wouldn’t dare,” I squealed as he raised up his free hand.
“Now, darlin’, you know me well enough to know the last thing you should do is dare me.” His hand spanked my bottom with just enough sting to send a ripple of nervous excitement through me.
I twisted around and smiled up at him. “I dare you again.”
I laughed as he lifted his hand. He stopped just midair to increase my anticipation. I should have been squirming to get free of his hold. Instead my body betrayed me. I lifted my ass higher, silently daring him again.
“Damn, Sulli, you never stop surprising me.” His voice was deep and gravelly as he spoke. His hand slapped my bottom just hard enough to sting and delight all at the same time.
He took hold of me and lifted me off his lap, pulling me over to straddle his thighs. My pussy was hot and wet as I pressed it down over the bulge in his jeans. The rough fabric ground against me as I curled my arms around his neck. He pushed my shirt up, yanked my bra down and cupped his mouth over my breast. His teeth nibbled lightly at my nipples, sending an excited ripple through my entire body.
His hands grabbed my ass, still slightly tender from the spanking. He lifted me up and held me with one hand, while deftly unbuttoning his fly and scooting his pants down with the other.
I stayed on my knees, leaning against him. His mouth trailed hot kisses over my belly as his hands slid beneath my ass to my pussy. He ran his fingers through the cream. His warm breath tickled my stomach as a low groan rolled from his mouth. “Having you hot and wet like this, baby—all I can think about is fucking you and fucking you hard.”
My head dropped back as his dirty talk sent me into a spiral of desire. “Do it now then, Tommy. Don’t make me wait any longer, please.” My breathy plea circled around the room.
He took hold of my hips and centered me over his cock. The sticky, hot tip of his erection pushed at my pussy, waiting to be swallowed and milked to orgasm. I dropped down over him, my fingers clutching at his arms, as his thick cock filled me.
It was more than a physical connection. As he penetrated me to my intimate core, I felt the weight of it, the heaviness of the decision we’d made to move past a friendship, through my entire body. My chest was tight with the idea that we’d stepped into something difficult and that it would either end in total happiness or complete heartbreak. This wasn’t just any man deftly bringing me to an incredible orgasm. This was Tommy.
His hands dug into my ass as he dragged me down over him. With little effort, my body shuddered uncontrollably with ecstasy, all the while he continued to drive into me with the same intensity and emotion that I was feeling deep in my chest.
“Fuck, Andi, this should have been mine all this time. You should have been mine always.” He growled as he held me over his cock and he came. As his hot seed spilled, my tears rolled along with it.
I collapsed down and circled my arms around him resting my head on his shoulder. He hadn’t seen me crying, and I didn’t need him too. He knew by the way I was holding him that I’d suddenly become overwhelmed by it all.
He grew silent. His hand caressed my back as our breathing returned to normal. I stayed like that for a long time, his cock slowly softening inside of me while my arms stayed tight around him.
“It’s going to be all right, Andi. I promise.”
Chapter 32
Tommy
We climbed off the bus and looked around again at the completely unfamiliar surroundings. It had been hard, especially for Andi, to leave the cozy comfort of Maggie’s upstairs bedroom. She’d offered us a second night for free. As tempting as the pillow-filled bed and seemingly endless supply of phenomenal baked goods had been, Andi and I had decided to continue our journey.
Rather than wait for another freight train to roll through, we’d taken the more civilized route and jumped on a bus. We’d been looking forward to spectacular nature of some kind, and Maggie had told us to get off at the Bramble Road bus stop. From there we could walk to Harper’s Lake.
The signage Maggie had promised was easy to spot. “Guess we just follow the big white arrow.” A long, dirt path rolled out from under a sign that read ‘Harper’s Lake 5 miles’.
“It’s not exactly like hopping off a freight train in the middle of nowhere, with no real direction to walk, but I’m looking forward to this lake.” Andi reached over and took my hand. I laced my fingers through hers and squeezed them tight.
Andi was just as good at expressing her feelings as she was at keeping them wrapped up tightly. Fortunately, I knew her so well I didn’t need her to unwrap them to know what she was thinking about. We’d started something significant. Out here in the middle of nowhere, no one knew us. We could have been just two strangers wildly attracted to each other who would eventually go separate directions. But that wasn’t the case. We’d eventually be heading back to our hometown and to all the complications this new edge of our relationship would bring with it. I was sure of one thing—she was everything I wanted. Losing her would be devastating. We could no longer have the luxury of being just friends. We’d gone way past that now. If we couldn’t be together, then I saw no way that I could stay casual friends with her. No matter how stron
Andi brought my hand to her mouth and kissed the back of it before dropping it so our clasped hands could swing between us. “I’d say ‘penny for your thoughts’, but I’m pretty sure that would be a mistake. And it’s a sunny, beautiful day on our journey to—” she looked up at me. “What was the name of the lake?”
“Harper’s Lake.”
“Right. We’ve got no worries and no friends or family around to cast disapproving comments or scowls our way. And, I might add, our backpacks are well equipped with Maggie’s marvelous treats.” She sighed. “I want to make that woman my honorary grandma. My own grandma, God rest her soul, only knew how to make apple pies, and they were kind of greasy and not all that tasty. Guess it’s lucky though, with a grandma like Maggie, I’d be just as roly as her son. He sure was lucky you were in the diner yesterday.”
“Right. Sulli, give yourself the credit you deserve. Every other person in that diner, including me, would have probably just pounded the guy on his back and watched him choke to death. You knew exactly what to do. I just happened to have arms strong enough to do it.”
“About those strong arms.” She reached back and rubbed her bottom. “I can still feel that spanking.”
“Yeah? Is that good or bad?”
Her cheeks blushed pink as she picked up a long branch to use as a walking stick.
“I will take that blush as a ‘good’.”
She stabbed the end of the stick in the ground with each step forward. “Reminds me of being naughty and being with you and I like that.” She looked at me. “I like being with you, Tommy. I always have, and this new layer . . .” More blush. “Let’s just say, I like it too.”
I stopped and pulled her around to face me. I brushed her hair back behind her ear as she peered up at me with glittering eyes. “No matter what happens, Andi. I love you. I have always loved you. And I always will.”
She pressed her hand against my chest and raised up on her toes to kiss me.
“Just to let you know, I will never get enough of you hopping up to kiss me.”
She laughed as she dropped back to her feet and then jumped back up on her toes to kiss me again. This time the kiss went longer and deeper until the horn of a jeep startled us apart.
An old jeep that was whittled down to just a chassis, a front windshield and one helluva a stereo system burst through a cloud of dust and stopped next to us. Andi and I stepped onto the side of the road.
A girl wearing nothing but a straw hat and pink bikini was sitting in the driver’s seat. Her passenger was a big guy with a heavy beard and a man bun. Another guy, with considerably less beard and hair, was hanging onto the roll bar as he sat perched on the backseat.
The bearded guy hung his head to the side. “Are you two heading toward the lake?”
“Thought we’d check it out,” I said.
“It’s five hot miles. If you don’t mind this crazy woman driver or Iggy’s bad breath back there, hop in. You’ll have to hold your packs on your laps. We’re heading there too. It’ll be nice to have some company.”
I looked at Andi. She shrugged. “Guess we’ll get there quicker.”
“Thanks, we’ll take you up on that.” I stepped forward to give Andi a hand up into the jeep. “I’m Tommy and this is Andi.”
The driver pointed to herself. “Heather and this is Brian, but he goes by Bear. And as you’ve heard, that’s Iggy in the back.”
Iggy scooted over, and I sat in the middle with Andi at my side.
Heather threw the jeep in gear. Our heads snapped back as she took off through a cloud of road dirt.
“Did you bring your swimsuits?” Bear yelled through the thunder of music.
“Yep. Is the water warm enough to swim?” I asked.
Iggy laughed. “Like swimming in a liquid glacier. It’ll suck your balls right up into your brains, but it’s still worth taking a dip.”
Bear turned around. “That’s cuz your balls are already in your brains, Ig. Where are you two from?”
“Bluefield. It’s a mining town a few hundred miles east of here,” I said.
Andi clutched the side of the jeep. I dropped my arm around her to keep her from popping out on the bumpy road.
“Are you a miner?” Iggy asked.
“I am. Andi’s a nurse. What about you guys? You from around here?”
“Not really. We sort of just landed here on our quest for futures.” Iggy pointed to the front seat. “I’m a mechanic and Bear’s an accountant who has decided numbers aren’t his thing. Heather just finished a degree in Anthropology.”
Heather glanced back at us. “Yep. Can you imagine? Sounded interesting when I signed up for it at freshman orientation. Big mistake. I’ve been working at a cupcake bakery for the last three months. Yep, putting that fancy degree to work frosting cupcakes.” She glanced up at us in the rearview mirror. “You two are such a good looking couple. Have you been together long?”
Andi peered up at me with a smile. “Feels like I’ve know Tommy forever.”
Chapter 33
Andi
Liquid glacier was the perfect phrase for the water in the lake. But it hadn’t stopped us from putting on our swimsuits and jumping in. My first venture into the icy water had brought on a near heart attack and a very impressive brain freeze. But as my limbs became numb to the cold, I found the water tolerable. At least for short swims.
Our new acquaintances had brought along a twelve pack of beer, chips and dip and two blow-up pool floats, nothing fancy, just the kind you might find at the local drugstore in summer. They were easy to inflate, but they were questionable as floating devices.
Still, Heather and I, bored with listening to the men talk about men things, decided to drag the floats out to the center of the small lake where the sun was able to break through the canopy of tall evergreens.
Heather was one of those lucky women with smooth olive skin that turned bronze under the sun. She was well-educated and fun to talk to. I couldn’t quite figure out her relationship with Bear and Iggy, except that they all seemed to be twenty-somethings looking for a little fun and hoping that a solid future would show up eventually. I wasn’t completely certain, but it seemed she was romantically attached to both men. While we were sitting around nibbling chips, Bear had fed her a chip in a way that was not just a friend asking another to try his snack. There had been something sensual about the entire gesture. After the chip feeding incident, I’d settled in my mind that she and Bear were a couple. But when Heather had walked back to the jeep for her sunglasses, she’d crossed paths with Iggy, who took the time to pat her suggestively on the bottom before kissing her shoulder.
Heather and I had settled onto our stomachs and paddled out to where the sun could warm us. There was little current at all in the lake, which could almost have been classified as a pond. Swimming from one side to the other could be done in twenty minutes.
Heather squiggled to get comfortable on the float and rested her chin on her forearm. “What kind of nurse are you, Andi?”
“I work in the emergency room.”
She lifted her head. The movement sent a small ripple of water beneath my float. “Wow, that is hard work. I’ll bet you see some really awful stuff coming through the doors.”
I nodded. “Some of it is shocking. Some of it, heartbreaking and some of it, just plain mindboggling. The trouble some people get themselves into. One night a man came in complaining about abdominal pain. Turns out he was constipated because he had a woman’s vibrator stuck in his colon. It nearly killed him.”
Heather laughed. “I can see the obituary now. Sadly, Ralph died from sex toy complications.”
We laughed again, attracting the attention of the men on the beach. Tommy lifted his sunglasses and smiled at me. I blew him back a kiss.
“God, that man of yours is something else. You’re a lucky woman.
“Tommy’s a good friend.”
“Friend?” she said with enough emphasis to send another ripple of water my direction. “That boy is not looking at you like a friend. I’ll be he’s something else in bed.”
I didn’t answer.
“I’ll take that as a shy way of saying yes. Bear, Iggy and I have this sort of sexual freedom thing going on, no commitments and whenever the mood takes us. If you two feel like a little experimenting—”
I held back a grin. “Actually, we’re just getting used to each other. Don’t think we’re quite at the experimental stage yet.”
She rested her face down. “That’s cool. I understand. If I had someone like Tommy, I’d be hesitant to share too.”
She closed her eyes and ended the conversation. I was relieved. I watched as the men got up and walked around the perimeter of the lake where the bank became steeper. Much of the area was cluttered with evergreens and shrubbery. They walked along a narrow edge in front of the trees where the slope to the water was nearly vertical.
Bear stopped at a large tree. His hand reached up and he took hold of a rope that someone had tied to a sturdy branch.
With a Tarzan yell, he swung from the rope and landed like a cannon ball in the water. His hair had come unknotted from his man bun. He swung it back with a long spray of water.
Heather lifted her head to watch.
Tommy grabbed the rope next. He pushed off, somersaulted in the air and landed with a massive splash in the water. “Fuck that’s cold,” he yelled as he resurfaced.
Heather looked back at me. She was still wearing a smile, which was good. After my turn-down of her kinky invite, I was sure she’d become less friendly.
“That looks fun.” She started paddling that direction. I followed but with less enthusiasm about the ‘fun’ factor.
Tommy swam my direction and put his big arms across my back.