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  BANG: Challenge Accepted © May 2015 by Dauphin/Frost

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  To our BANGERs,

  Jenny and Jack thank you.

  CHAPTER ONE

  IS SHE A DUDE?

  JACK

  Every time I see her, what Liam said to me at the limo rings in my head. 'Bad news, man. Just be careful.'

  Be careful of what?

  Although, she did disappear with Steve for about twenty minutes, but maybe they went to smoke.

  'Bad news, man.' It won't get out of my head!

  Maybe she's a dude... is she a dude?

  No. She can't be a man. Those curves, those tits... those are real. I can tell from a mile away. Maybe she... he takes hormone pills. She's not a damn man!

  I finish the last of my sixth beer and decide to approach her because she's been giving me the eye all night. Ya know what eye I mean? The 'I think you're cute, meet me in coat check for a little tonsil hockey' eye.

  If things go my way, I'll be leaving here with her number and maybe her lipstick on my collar.

  We haven't formally been introduced yet but I know she's Ryley's best friend from home, so I think it's time I make that introduction.

  With a quick scan of the room I make my way toward her, rubbing my beard while I hold her gaze.

  She wants my number; there's no doubt.

  Don't worry, sweetheart, if you're lucky you'll get more than my number by our fourth date.

  As I approach her, I drop my hand and extend it to her, then I'm handed an empty wine glass by I think an aunt of Ryley's.

  "Thank you, sir. I'm drinking Zinfandel."

  Realizing she thinks I'm a waiter, my eyebrows shoot to almost my hairline.

  "Oh...." I fumble and stare at her empty glass rimmed with pink lipstick. "I'm not... I." I look at her as she stares at me expectantly, then I hear the sweetest giggles that pull my attention to Jenny.

  She's cute as hell with her hair twisted into a bun, looking innocent but once it comes down, it'll be like that sexy librarian thing.

  A smile creeps my face while I watch her try to hide her giggles with her hand. A small snort escapes her which makes her laugh harder. I grin and she takes the glass from my hand, handing it back to Ryley's aunt.

  "Carol honey, you miss your meds today? Look at this delicious man. He's not a waiter." She grins at me and pulls me by my tie away from Aunt Carol.

  "Thanks." I chuckle and extend my hand to formally meet the beautiful woman. "I'm Jack."

  Her eyes study my hand before flicking back to mine and I watch as her eyes narrow and her mouth turns into a slight grin while she slips her hand gently into my palm.

  "Jenny." She smiles. "Where's your date, Jack?"

  The old 'do you have a girlfriend' tactic. I like it. I'll have this sweet girl melting all over me like caramel if she's in town long enough.

  "No date." I smirk and casually glance around so she doesn't sense how eager I am to finally meet her.

  I think I'll take her to Bacchus tomorrow, spend a little money on good food. She can sip on some wine and entertain me for a few hours with her cute laugh. She's probably going home by Sunday though, so maybe I should try and sleep with her tomorrow night. But that might—

  My date planning is cut off when she says, "Perfect," and licks her lips making the pink gloss shine more. "So, Jack. Wanna get outta here? This music blows."

  Get out of here? Like sleep together? Is that what she means? That's usually what that means.

  My mouth opens and the words hang in my throat for a minute until I let my eyes drift to her cleavage.

  I'm only a man.

  Apparently she takes that as a yes because she glances around then her fingers wrap around my tie and she's pulling me, practically dragging me because I wasn't prepared for this! I have no idea where we're going but she's headed toward the hotel bar. We could have just stayed in the banquet hall and drank for free.

  "Jenny, we could just—"

  "You're not the talking type, are you, Jack?"

  We weren't headed to the bar and I realize this as she's snapping at me about talking too much and pushing me through a door that's clearly labeled 'EMPLOYEES ONLY' and we stumble into a supply closet. Okay, I'm down for this. Okay.

  Not sure how we'll pull this off, I study the area. The room's about fifty-two inches by forty-six, there really isn't anywhere—

  Her hand is on my dick! Gripping my dick!

  This woman moves fast.

  "You remind me of a lumberjack," she whispers as her hand plays me, making me harder and harder. "I've never been with a lumberjack. OH! Lumber Jack! Ooo, I bet you're furry, too!"

  What!? Furry? What's happening right now!? She's stroking me with one hand, popping buttons on my shirt with the other, and her tongue is rimming my ear. This adorable woman may be a little more forward than I was thinking and I believe this was Liam's warning.

  Realizing I'm being a dolt and I haven't even touched her yet, I grab her hips pulling her against me.

  "I'll be your lumberjack, sweetheart," I growl in her ear before getting a taste of her neck.

  She laughs, a harder laugh than a giggle and looks up at me. "Ohhh, I think you can do better than that." She drops to her knees in front of me and starts undoing my belt. By the time she has me free she moans and immediately takes me all the way to her throat.

  Whoa! This was fast!

  "Mmmm," she moans. "Nice and big."

  "Thank you." No. Shit. No, not thank you. I don't know right now. I can't think with those lips around me and her cheeks indented because she's sucking so hard.

  Shit! She has to stop.

  I reach down and pull her to her feet and watch her pout and huff.

  Okay, she wants fast and kinky. I can do that. I slap my palm into her nice plush ass and grab a handful while I dive for her neck again. She gave me a little squeak when I squeezed. She likes it but I'm not going fast enough for her because when I ease up she takes a step back and stares at me with a cocked eyebrow.

  "Should I get this?" she cockily asks while unzipping her dress.

  Dammit, Jack, pull it together! You're in a closet with a beautiful woman that wants to fuck you. Fuck her!

  Good God those tits. My hands are drawn to them like magnets and I squeeze before dipping to taste her big pink nipples making her moan.

  "Mmm, big Jack. How's that taste?" She pushes both tits together and moans louder when I take them harder than before. "Shit, yes!"

  "You like that?" I do it again. "You got nice tits, sweethea
rt." I clamp her nipple between my teeth and pull making her call out and push against me harder while she shoves my hand directly between her thighs.

  "Come on, Jack. I'm wet for you," she whispers then reaches up on her tiptoes and nips my ear. "You're where you need to be, now feel me." When she spreads her legs a little more I'm able to palm her completely and feel exactly how wet she is. A sigh escapes and she says, "You need directions, Jack? Finger me."

  I most certainly don't need directions for this and with a growl I push my middle finger inside her getting a small moan. That wasn't enough so I plunge one more finger and get a gasp as she pushes down onto my hand and starts fucking it. This woman knows what she wants and how she wants it.

  Her nails dig into my neck and she pulls! I'm almost positive drawing blood! Christ, she likes this rough!

  My back hits a stack of toilet paper.

  "Soft." She giggles then in a second flat becomes serious when her eyes lock with mine. "Fuck me, Jack." Wrapping her arms around my neck she jumps and latches on with her thighs. I grab ahold of her ass to keep us from falling over. "Just. Fuck. Me." she grinds out then kisses and bites my bottom lip so hard I think I'm bleeding.

  I'm certain the devil is possessing this woman's soul, but I'm currently okay with that because she's hot as hell.

  "I just." I reach for my back pocket, trying not to drop her or let my pants slide down my legs all the way. "I gotta." I'm fumbling and she's slipping. "There's a condom. Just hold on." Setting her back on her feet she huffs taking a step back and starts inspecting her nails.

  This is going horribly wrong. I wrestle my wallet out of my pocket. Who made these pockets! These are tight pockets!

  "Condom." I offer a meek smile while I hold it up.

  As I direct my attention to it she snatches it out of my hand and rips it open with her teeth then slides it on with the accuracy of a pro.

  Grabbing palms full of her ass I hoist her up to sink back down over me.

  We both let out a moan of relief.

  "That's a tight pussy, sweetheart."

  Her teeth clamp onto my lip doing that bite again and it scares me. It really does. But I think I like it. It's primal, it's animalistic, it's hot as hell.

  I spin around and shove her against the toilet paper so I can get deeper and she gasps.

  "Oh God, you're size really does match up. Jesus," she hisses then bites down on my collarbone and moans when I delve harder.

  Shit that bite's going to leave a mark.

  "You like—" Before I can say anymore I lose my grip on her because my thrust was too hard and I've knocked over what I thought was a stable wall of toilet paper! "Shit!" I try to catch her but she falls onto the cushioned mess and is staring up at me with a red face. Thinking she's crying I lunge for her until a shrieking gasp comes from her and a bassy snort. She's not crying, she's cracking up! Insanely, I mean!

  Her laughter gets me going and I reach for her but she yanks me down, still laughing like a madwoman.

  "Have you ever fucked a woman on a shit ton of toilet paper, Jack?" The more she tries to hold back her laughter, the more it slips through. "Shit ton! HA!"

  She's insane and I like it.

  Her hands are on my head and I have no idea what she's doing until she pushes herself up to her feet.

  "That's a good spot for you," she says and bends her knees while pushing her pussy into my face.

  With a growl I grab her ass but before I can wrap my mouth around her she's slipped away and is picking up her dress.

  No, that's not a good sign. Shit, Jack!

  "Come on, big boy, follow me," she says then winks and opens the door wide.

  She's not wearing anything! And about to go out into the hotel stark naked. What is with this woman!

  When she slips out the door she leaves it wide open, giving me only a few seconds to decide whether to follow her crazy ass or not.

  I'm a man. Of course I follow her.

  Yanking up my pants I fumble to grab my tie she ripped off me then I haul ass to keep up with her. I see her slip into a room at the end of the hall and smile.

  Hell, at least she's close.

  When I make it to the room it's dark

  "Jenny?" I call out closing the door.

  A light flips on then she's behind me and turns me to look at her. In attack-mode she starts pushing me and ripping my clothes off at the same time, throwing them behind her with no care.

  "Get comfortable," she whispers and shoves me down to the bed.

  She's got to be the sexiest woman I've ever fucked, but she's definitely insane. I'm okay with a little crazy but when she starts crawling from the foot of the bed eyeing me like I'm dinner, I have to admit I'm a little afraid but still a lot turned on.

  Her tongue glides up the underside of my cock while she cups my balls almost rolling them like they're Baoding balls and it's making me tense. Giving in to the arousing massage as her mouth travels up my stomach to my chest, I relax. The distressed hum of the air conditioner is a little distracting until I realize it's not the AC making that noise, it's her. She's making this scary, growling, humming noise, albeit somehow sexy. When her mouth finally makes it to mine a finger slips south of ball border and tries to enter unexplored land, also ruining her perfected art of the medicine ball balls treatment.

  A deep yelp pulls from my throat and I jump back. "Whoa, Christopher Columbus!" Grabbing my only shield option, a pillow protects my untainted territory that she will not be barging into thinking she's discovered America! "Whoa...." My eyes take in the room searching out all escape routes.

  "Oh come on, Jack," she purrs, her hand reaching for me again while the other one plays with my chest. "Don't you wanna play?" Her lips start to kiss their way down my chest and I relax a little more, only tensing when her hand reaches for me again. "Come on, you'll love it," she whispers then bites my ear again.

  I'm so mixed up right now I can't tell if it hurts or feels good. And to be honest I'm not sure how she's doing this. I mean why I'm letting her do this.

  The soothing scent of peaches is all over her skin, and the way her hand is lazily rubbing across my chest and circling my nipple has me easing back a bit.

  "Can I get rid of you friend?" she asks eyeing the pillow.

  The woman scares me, she does.

  I toss the pillow and lean in to kiss her because I'm not too scared to follow through with fucking her. I sink my fingers into this twisty thing in her hair realizing it's locked up like Fort Knox.

  I'm not even bothering trying to break into there.

  When I pull my hand away she reaches up and looks like she's pulling hidden weaponry from her hair as she starts to take it down and her blonde locks start to unravel and fall past her shoulders. That alluring peach scent has me leaning to get close to her again until I'm being stabbed!

  "What the hell!" I lunge back and she picks up one of those things from her hair that I'm now realizing she's just discarded in the bed like booby traps. "Those are dangerous." I try to smile and watch as she studies it a minute.

  "What do you think we could do with these?"

  No!

  I grab the pin and throw it across the room and she looks at me like I just turned her down for the kinkiest sex she's ever had.

  "That thing just stabbed me!" I try to defend myself.

  Ignoring me, she hops off the bed while saying, "We're gonna need a new condom." It's only a minute later before she's crawling up me again. "You need a little help getting ready?" She grins and leans down wrapping her lips around me and sucking me hard. "There, big boy." She's talking to my dick. "I'll take care of you, since this big man is no help." Her bottom lip juts out and I sigh throwing my head back on the pillow because I have no idea how I'm still turned on by the blonde crazy in front of me.

  The second her hand cups my balls I tense up.

  "Relax, Lumber-Jack," she whispers, taking me in her mouth again.

  I hear the wrapper of the condom rip open then feel
her slipping it on, and I moan. She lifts up and pushes down around me slowly at first and it feels like I'm plunging into the deepest depths of the sea as far as pressure goes. She's tight, she's wet, and she's fucking me.

  "Mmm, Jack," she moans then starts bouncing her ass faster. Harder. Her hands slap to my chest and her hair cascades over her shoulders while she looks me in the eyes with intensity. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't hold back anymore. Then I'm going to give you a little while to recover. Then I'm going to fuck you again until I can't take your big, hard cock filling my wet pussy."

  Hours of sex has never sounded so threatening. I wrap my arms to her back getting ready to flip so I'm on top but she stops me.

  "We're gonna do this my way," she says in a breathy whisper grabbing my wrists and guides my hands to her ass. "You're not afraid are you, Lumber-Jack?"

  "Hell no, sweetheart. I'll fuck you to tears...." My face scrunches at my words. "Not because I'm going to hurt you, I just mean—"

  "Shh." She giggles. "You're not good at the talking part. I'll take care of that." Her teeth clamp my nipple hard enough that I jerk toward her. "Hurt?"

  "Nope," I lie through my teeth. I actually thought she might have bit it off but the way she's moving her hips making her pussy give my cock a deep tissue massage, I wasn't going to stop her.

  "You want it harder?" Her eyebrow cocks in dare.

  "No. You just keep doing this." I squeeze her ass. "And I'll be all set. You're a sexy woman, Jenny." I let my eyes focus on her bouncing tits.

  "Shh, no more talking." She pushes my hand between her ass cheeks. "Right there." Her hips ease up and she wiggles her ass. "Finger my ass, Jack," she says sounding like she's losing patience with me.

  I just wasn't expecting that. Not many women like ass play, but I'm okay with it. As long as it's hers and not mine.

  I take it slow, soft, but she starts pushing back onto my fingers while squeezing her pussy around me. She really knows what she's doing and I want to give it all to her so I abandon my nerves that are keeping me from having the most amazing night of my life. My only hang up is, what's she going to think about me when we wake up in the morning? Will she think I'm a sex crazed pervert? Will she think this is how I am all the time? Will she—