Miami Hot: #1 (Miami Heat Series) Read online

  Conrad slowed the kiss then moved to tug on her ear lobe. “I am slowly going insane. I need to get inside you soon.” Moira whimpered and Conrad chuckled then he moved away. “Come, let me take your jacket. I’ll give you a tour, then make us breakfast, then we can talk.”

  He took her jacket and put it in his bedroom. It was huge, and despite the King sized bed, there was still lots of space. The closet space was a woman’s dream. Moira liked his gigantic tub. Both the tub and separate shower seemed to be big enough for four people. There were three other bedrooms and the fifth which he had converted into and office. The living room, dining room and kitchen combo was one beautiful space that was just made for great parties. Entertaining in this space would be no hardship at all. Moira wondered how often Conrad entertained a large group of people.

  “Do you entertain often?” she asked him. “This space is great for that.”

  “No, I don’t. Contrary to popular belief, I like my privacy,” he stole another kiss then linked their fingers and walked her outside.

  “Is that a pool? What about the one I saw downstairs when I arrived?” she asked both questions, one after the other.

  “Yes. The penthouse has it’s own pool. The one downstairs is for everyone else. And we are close enough to the ocean,” he pointed for her, “if we wanted to go and swim or just enjoy the beach.”

  “Wow, this is nice. Very nice. How do you get to ever leave and get to work?”

  He shrugged. “Don’t know, guess I am kind of used to it now.”

  “Well, I don’t think I could ever get used to this. I would probably make my desserts then have people come and collect them from here. And after that I would be in the pool.”

  Conrad looked at the rapture on her face and enjoyed her enthusiasm. He felt guilty pulling her indoors, but it was a bit windy and he wasn’t taking any chances with her health. He shuddered thinking of the previous weekend. They walked back to the kitchen and sat her down on a stool and brought her some orange juice. “Lot’s of fluids,” he said by way of explanation. “Did you get lost?” he asked her.

  “No, I had a general idea. But I still used my GPS.”

  They seemed to pick up their conversation from their dinner date and talked about everything and nothing. In no time at all, Conrad was placing a plate with an omelette, sausages and bacon in front of her. He placed a cup of coffee next to her, then took the seat beside her. After the meals he had made her last weekend, Moira knew what a good cook he was. She ate everything on her plate and accepted a second cup of coffee.

  “You are my guest,” he told her when she offered to clean up.

  Moira rolled her eyes, thinking it was more like, ‘you are still recovering and need your strength’.

  “And don’t roll your eyes at me.”

  Moira was just about to roll her eyes again when he turned and looked at her. She gave him the sweetest smile she could muster. She didn’t break eye contact as she lifted her cup of coffee and drank slowly from it.

  Conrad shook his head and went back to clearing the dirty utensils. She finished her coffee and took her cup to the sink where he stood. It was taken from her fingers before she could be trusted to wash a simple thing like a cup.

  Moira didn’t say anything, she just relinquished it and went back to her seat. A few minutes later she heard the dishwasher start then saw him walk to her. He lifted her from the stool, then carried her to the living room where he deposited her on one of the sofa’s. He sat on the opposite end and lifted her legs, then placed them in his lap.

  “So how about we just dive right in?” Conrad said and looked at Moira. At her shrug, he continued, “I hope you had a chance to look at my medical report which I e-mailed you yesterday.”

  Moira blushed and nodded her head. “And I’m gathering that you want me to show you mine?”

  “For the sake of full disclosure that would be best. Although I trust you,” he added.

  “No, that’s fine. I’ll do it. I just need to log in and I can e-mail it to you,” Moira said as she took her phone and logged into to the website the doctor used to store her medical information. “There, done.”

  “Are you using any contraception?” he asked her.

  “Isn’t that getting a little too personal?” Moira asked.

  “Me eating your pussy is getting personal. And I want to do that all day today,” he told her as she squirmed.

  “Okay, yes. But I still don’t see what difference it makes. Won’t you be using condoms?”

  “I have never had bare sex, but I was hoping you would agree to it. If you are not comfortable, that’s okay.” Conrad looked at her and squeezed her feet. “You don’t have to say anything right now. We can re-visit the issue later. No pressure.”

  Moira was glad of the respite. “Okay, thanks.”

  “Now we already discussed the issue of fidelity. It goes both ways,” he said. Conrad chuckled when he heard her response.

  “Well obviously, especially if I agree to the bare sex.”

  “Anything else important?” he asked her.

  “No,” she told him.

  “Except the little matter of telling Sam.”

  “Can we shelve that for a while? It’s not a conversation that I want to have anytime soon.”

  “You can’t avoid it forever. Besides, I am not comfortable with playing hide and seek about it. I understand your reluctance with everybody else. But at least those close to you need to know,” he pressed her.

  “Okay, but give me a week. Let’s see how things go for a week and I promise I will tell him.”

  “Are you doubting my prowess?” he asked her as he pulled her closer to him.

  Moira laughed and tried to get away. “Well, you never know. It could all be just empty words with no action.” She shrieked when he tickled her.

  “Take that back.”

  “No.”

  “Take that back.”

  “No,” she said on a laugh.

  “Third time. Take that back.”

  “No,” she said defiantly.

  Moira found herself in his arms and after a few long strides she was being tossed on the bed. She tried to jump out of his reach, but he was too fast for her. He pulled her tights off, together with her panties. Before Moira could breathe Conrad’s mouth was on her pussy. “Oh, oh, oh!” she cried out.

  He pulled her skirt up and widened her legs then licked from the bottom to the top in one long swipe. The orgasm came out of nowhere, attacking Moira violently. Conrad sucked and swallowed every last drop. “That was fast baby.” He knelt and removed her skirt then her t-shirt and bra. “Ready to take that back yet?”

  “In your dreams.”

  “You seem to have a death wish,” he told her. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Conrad took his earlier position and took another go at her pussy. He tickled her nub with his teeth then shoved his tongue inside her. He went as deep as he could and it wasn’t enough. Only his cock would be able to go the furthest, but in the meantime he entered her with two fingers and she writhed and cried for mercy. Conrad kept up a fast pace until she came a second time. He cleaned her up real nice with his mouth and tongue then went up her body inch by inch, kissing every available space.

  He took special care and attention on her little globes. He pulled, suckled and laved with his tongue, mouth and teeth, and used his hand on the other breast to knead, pull and twist. He switched and took care of the other breast, then kissed in between them and continued going up her body. Finally he reached her lips. He teased her lips, stroking with his tongue and biting both upper and lower lips with his teeth.

  When she sighed in frustration, Conrad chuckled and took a deep kiss that had her tasting herself. Conrad shuddered when he felt her little hands under his t-shirt. She pulled the t-shirt up and they had to break the kiss to take it off.

  “Why are you still dressed?” she asked.

  “I needed to take care of you first,” he answered her as he moved off the bed. Moi
ra watched him as he pulled his jeans down his legs. His boxer briefs could hardly contain his erection. She scrambled over to him, “Let me,” she said as she placed her hands on the waistband. She sat on the edge and slowly pulled it down.

  “Is there a reason you are going slowly, other than to kill me?”

  Moira chuckled then grabbed hold of his erection and licked the tip.

  “Fuck! I am not going to last.” Conrad grimaced trying to reign in his impending climax. He pulled her away from his cock and stepped out of his jeans and boxer briefs then grabbed a condom from the bedside table.

  Moira held her breath as she watched him pull on the condom. He was so huge she didn’t think the condom would fit, and neither did she think he would fit inside her. She scrambled away when Conrad looked her way. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. It would be highly embarrassing if she had to show up at the hospital needing stitches down there.

  “You ready to take it back after all?” Conrad asked her as he followed her.

  Moira laughed and thought this would be a good time as any to surrender. But before she could say a word, he pulled her to the center of the bed, and crushed her mouth with his.

  Conrad pulled Moira’s legs apart and brought one hand down to check her readiness. He inserted two fingers inside and she moaned into him. He brought the tip of his cock to her entrance and she stilled. “Shhh baby. I’ll take care of you.” He hadn’t missed her fear when she had seen his cock, and he had watched her as he had rolled the condom onto his shaft. He eased an inch in and rolled around, another inch and another roll. He didn’t stop kissing her, but he brought one hand to play with her breast. She loosened up some and he slipped further inside. “Fuck baby. You are so tight and this feels so good.” He pulled out and the pushed back in and slid all the way home. She screamed as she came a third time.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Conrad said as he came fast and furious. He rolled then until he was underneath her. He soothed her until she quieted down. “You okay baby?”

  “Yes, I think so.”

  He chuckled. Then switched them back again. “Now I need you to hold on,” he said to her then he started to move slowly. She shivered and gripped him hard. “Good?” he asked her.

  “Yes, don’t stop.”

  He chuckled again and increased his speed. He almost came a second time and had to stop a second as he pulled all the way out, then he slammed all the way in again and started moving furiously. He slammed into her repeatedly and there was no stopping until he came a second time. and even then, he wasn’t done. Conrad went to the bathroom to dispose of his condom, then came to join Moira on the bed. He took a second condom and entered her again. “I’m not nearly done at all. But I’ll try to go slow this time.”

  Moira felt her strength coming back as Conrad moved in and out, slowly. It was exquisite torture and her orgasm rolled for the longest time before she went limp in his arms. Conrad arranged her to his liking and pulled her hands up over her head. Her breasts shot up and he popped one into his eager mouth. He dropped it and took the other globe into his mouth then started to move a little faster. Moira moaned and writhed underneath him. When she brought her hands down, Conrad told her to keep them up and hold onto the bedsheets. He moved his hands until he held her butt then increased his speed again.

  “Oh God. I promised I wouldn’t go fast, but this is killing me.” Conrad rotated his hips and Moira groaned. “That good baby?”

  “Yes, just keep going.”

  “All day baby.” And again he rotated his hips.

  “Please, I need…”

  “Yes, I know baby. Tell me if it hurts okay?” Conrad rotated his hips and pulled out and slammed back in.

  They both shuddered.

  “Again?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  He rotated his hips, pulled out and slammed back in.

  “Please…” Moira cried.

  Conrad repeated, then repeated, again and again. Then he continued slamming into her until she came crying noisily and still he continued before he orgasmed too and filled a second condom in less than an hour.

  “Fuck Moira. I have never come so hard in my life.” He kissed her lips then rolled out of bed and disposed the condom. He opened the faucets in the tub and started filling it with water. He threw in some soothing salts and bubble bath then went to collect Moira. She was already half asleep. Conrad chuckled thinking how he must have tired her. His laugh faded when he remembered she had barely recovered from a fever the previous weekend, and there he had been pounding into her like a madman. He was scum. He picked her up and went back to the bathroom then stepped inside holding onto her. He sat down and placed her in front of him.

  “You are going to be sore for a while, and for that I am sorry,” Conrad told a sleepy Moira. “But the salts I added should ease the pain. I know they did help a few months back when I hurt my leg.” He grabbed the loofah and after soaping it started to wash her body. Conrad chuckled at a boneless Moira. “Baby, can you wake up for a few minutes so I can wash you?” When he got no response, he gave up and just held her while the salts did their job. Thirty minutes later the water was starting to get cold, and he added more hot water. Another half hour later he decided to get out of the water if he didn’t want to end up like a prune.

  Picking her up from the tub, he stepped out and bundled her in one of the huge fluffy towels he never thought he would ever use. He gently placed her in the middle of his bed and pulled the covers over her then joined her. It was mid afternoon before they both woke up. For Conrad it was the first time he had really slept for over a week. He woke up feeling rejuvenated and with a raging hard-on.

  Moira woke up and slowly feeling her body aching and trying to wonder if she had just woken up from another fever. Not only did the room feel strange, but the sheets she was lying on felt as soft as butter. If this was a dream, she didn’t want to wake up just yet, so she wiggled her body with the intention on getting as comfortable as ever and going back to sleep. Except that something hard pushed against her backside. She wiggled again and as she felt the body heat behind her she felt that same thing poking against her before she heard some very colorful swearing.

  “Hi,” she said, as everything came rushing back to her.

  “Hi yourself,” Conrad rasped. “Are you okay?”

  “Aha. But I am hungry,” she added. Moira turned to get a better look at Conrad. They slept on their sides facing each other.

  He pulled her head to his and their lips met in a slow kiss that lasted for all of thirty seconds before it engulfed them both. Moira moaned and Conrad groaned. He left her mouth and latched onto a nipple and pulled hard until she cried out, then he moved to the other one and did the same. Moira moved restlessly until she managed to hold onto his cock and squeezed.

  “Ah baby, we can’t. You will be sore for a day or two at least,” he said through gritted teeth.

  Moira turned him onto his back and climbed on top. She kissed his chin then moved down and clamped onto a nipple and pulled hard with her lips.

  Conrad shuddered and held onto her head tightly. “Careful if I lose my mind all bets are off.”

  Moira gave a throaty laugh which just made Conrad’s cock swell and harden more. She moved to the other nipple and suckled, then pulled hard with her lips and heard Conrad swear like a sailor. Laughing she moved lower until his cock was directly in front of her lips. She licked her lips then did the same to the tip. Precum shot out and ran down his cock. Moira caught the precum as it reached the base and licked until she reached the tip then swiped the top with her tongue.

  “Moira, please just take it in, please baby!” he cried out. His teeth were clenched tightly as he continued, “I won’t last and want to come in your mouth.”

  Moira squeezed the base then took half of his cock in her mouth and sucked then popped it out. She made another tongue run on the bottom of his cock from the base to the head and sucked on the tip as she squeezed the base tightly. H
e shot some more precum before his orgasm was stopped by her squeeze. She took more of him and bobbed her head up and down his cock, faster and faster and before Conrad could warn her of his orgasm, he shot into her mouth and kept coming for a long time until he was finally depleted and his cock softened.

  “Guess you owe me lunch now,” she said with a saucy grin.

  “Baby, that’s the least of what I owe you.” He got up and pulled his jeans on, then threw her his t-shirt.

  Moira was glad it reached mid thigh, although any bending on her side would bring the t-shirt to dangerous heights. When she tried to wear her leggings, Conrad refused her, sprouting he wanted unlimited access to her pussy all day. Moira kept quiet although she was wondering what had happened to her being sore for a couple of days. But if it meant more sex, who was she to point that out? She would gladly go home sore and take all day Sunday sitting in bath salts to ease the pain. Yes, ladies, size does matter. Man, if only she could have gone through her previous boyfriends with a measuring tape, and anyone not up to par scratched off the list before she wasted her time with a selfish jerk. A pity none of them had ever gone down on her and given her mindblowing orgasms. For that she could have forgiven them the wham bam sex.

  “Open the drawer next to the fridge and choose where you want us to order lunch,” he told her as he got some orange juice for her and water for himself.

  Their food was delivered less than half an hour later and they sat on the floor in the living room. As they ate, they watched some repeat show of World’s Dumbest Criminals. They had a good laugh and spent the rest of the day spooning on the sofa. After lunch her t-shirt was gone and she couldn’t complain about Conrad’s wandering hand. Everywhere he touched, her skin tingled. He played with her body all day long until she felt like a live wire. She writhed and moaned hoping he would just fuck her, tender pussy or not, just to relieve her pain. Conrad refused to be rushed, and refused to hurt her. When Moira groaned in pain and frustration, Conrad chuckled and she almost did bodily harm on him, until he turned her onto her back and slowly slipped two fingers into her pussy, then made love to her mouth as if he were using his cock. Moira shuddered and combusted in his arms. She slowly came to and found Conrad eating her cream then he kissed her and pulled her into his arms.