Page 46 of Seduction
Penina Ross
We cleaned ourselves then went into the dining room to have a late dinner. Jake ordered Louisiana-rub prime rib with lots of truffle fries per my request. I had just bitten down on my first French fry when he brought up the no-condom thing again.
“Come on, Jake, you know what I’m protecting myself from.”
His sexy lopsided smile came back. “You don’t have to protect yourself from me. I’m clean.”
Damn, the fries were delicious. “Anyone can say they’re clean.” I shoved another into my mouth.
He licked his bottom lip. “I’m clean. Trust me. No STDs. I want to feel your heat and your wetness unobstructed.”
I coughed because I almost choked. Damn, that made my pussy flex.
“Drink some water, Penina,” he said.
I grabbed my glass and took a few gulps of it. I cleared my throat a few times then said, “My ex used to try to talk me out of using a condom. He always had itchy dick.”
“Are you referring to Nurse Peters’s partner?”
He sounded so formal, which made me want to laugh and fuck him bare. “Yes. I’m referring to Nurse Peters’s partner,” I replied, grinning.
“I assure you, he and I have nothing in common.”
I felt my eyes smolder. “So far, you’re showing me that, especially in the sack.”
He let out a loud laugh, which I found fascinating.Have I ever heard Jake laugh that way?I didn’t think so.
“Penina,” he said, suddenly speaking with control again. And that same seductive way in which he spoke my name also made me horny.
“Yes, Jake?” I said breathlessly.
“We’ll cross that road when we get to it?”
“What road?” I asked.
“Me fucking you bare?”
I tilted my head curiously. “Is that what we do? Fuck? It feels like making love to me.” I couldn’t believe I’d said that.
He nodded. “I make love to you.” He looked off.
When he faced me again, we stared at each other. Our exchange was quick but powerful.
Suddenly, he adjusted in his seat. “Can I ask you something?”
When I nodded, my head felt as though it was bobbing all over the place.
“Why did you choose this program? I saw your academic records. You could’ve gone to any of the top hospitals in the country. Why New Orleans?”
Something that felt a lot like love flooded my heart as I thought about the city. “New Orleans is my…” I hummed as I pondered the right word to call her. “My mistress.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Humph. How so?”
I told him all about how I was first introduced to the city in college. Back then, I had so much fun dancing, eating, and falling in and out of love with boys over the weekends.
“This place is pure bliss, and there’s always something going on. A parade. A festival. Fun can pop up at any moment, on any corner. But…” I sighed exasperatedly. “I haven’t been able to partake in any of it since I started my program. So the city’s like a mistress I’ve been keeping in a box, waiting to make love to her one day, and hopefully sooner rather than later.”
He watched me as if he was mesmerized while stroking his chin. “Interesting.”
