Recklessly by A.J. Sand Read Free Book Online Page A

I’ve been having too good of a time to notice.”
    “Me too.”
    “So…is this where it ends tonight?”
    Wes pecked a soft kiss on her lips, his fingers trailing down the space between her collarbone and cleavage. “You tell me, Lana.”
    “Well, I can’t wait ‘til Tuesday.”
    “I know. Me too.”
    “No,” Lana said, pulling his ear to her lips, “I mean, don’t make me wait ‘til Tuesday.”
     
    There was a men’s employee bathroom behind the bar upstairs on the second floor of Vices, and since only downstairs was officially open tonight, they had the place to themselves. Wes was certain that someone had seen them dip down under the chain blocking the steps and creep up, but Lana didn’t seem concerned as she shut the main restroom door when she returned from the women’s one. He could still hear the music, which was good, in case things got loud in there.
    “It’s clean. We’re lax about the public ones, but we always keep our own spotless, especially at this one. I’ve done a few shifts here.” It did look exquisite, but he wasn’t necessarily discerning; he had also had sex in tons of bathrooms.
    “I believe you,” he said, caging her against the door with his arms. Even though hooking up on the same night he met a woman was a common occurrence, there was something different about Lana: the way she exuded a kind of coolness, a comfort within herself. It made him want her that much more.
    She folded one of her legs around his and pulled him into a kiss as Wes reached under her top for her breast. With a gentle tug, the soft, tender flesh was in his palm. “Condom?” she asked.
    “Wallet.”
    Lana reached into his back pocket and yanked it out. A sly smile crossed her lips when she spotted the gold tinfoil poking out from behind his credit cards. “When did you put this in here? You know you aren’t supposed to keep them in here.” She held it up between her pointer and middle fingers.
    “Tonight.”
    “Oh. So, you came out with a plan, huh?”
    “More like a hope and a wish.” Wes lifted his shirt, watching Lana’s eyes widen at the sliver of abs that showed as she unbuckled his belt and threw it to the floor. Damn, he hoped she’d stay this aggressive. The throbbing in his jeans was relentless, and just when he thought he had reached the maximum level of arousal he could withstand before he came without her even touching him sexually, she grabbed his other hand and cupped her other breast with it.
    Lana switched their positions and pressed him against the door. She unfastened the button of his jeans and shoved both hands down into his boxers, grabbing hold of him. Sensitive from the pent-up excitement, Wes had to curl his toes in his sneakers to keep from shouting, and a huge breath rushed out of his throat.
    “I guess you weren’t overcompensating…” He smirked after she said it and she laughed. “Don’t be fooled though; I’ve never been intimidated by a big dick, Wes.”
    Damn, this chick’s mouth. It was hot, literally and figuratively, and she’d called his dick big. Wins all around. She stroked him gently with both hands, teasing with a fast then slow motion. But just as he closed his eyes and leaned back against the door, a thought bloomed in his mind. The same-night hookup with a stranger was tricky because he never knew where their minds were with regard to what the hookup meant. For him, it certainly introduced the possibility of future encounters and friendship. But nothing more.
    “Lana, you’re cool with this being what it is, right? What it is right now?”
    She laughed heartily before smirking. “You can save the ‘It’s Just Sex, Okay?’ talk, Wes. Considering that my hands are down your pants in a restroom , and you don’t even know my last name, I think it’s fair to say we won’t be picking out fine china tomorrow.”
    Wes laughed and winced from the sensation of sparks beneath his skin from her grip on him. “Well, since you brought it up,