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"Oh, God!" he shouted and arched his back nearly a foot off the bed. "El..." he choked out hoarsely, gripping two handfuls of her thick brown hair.
Her technique left a lot to be desired. She went too slow, didn't suck hard enough, and her teeth scraped him till he winced even as he moaned with pleasure. If he'd had any idea it was her first blow job, he would've given her an A for effort and enthusiasm. As it was, he was so close to the edge, he feared he was going to shove her face down and gag her if she didn't hurry.
To avoid just that, he reached for her and pulled her head up and off him. "Stop," he rasped urgently.
She lifted her face, her eyes wide with worry and surprise.
"What's wrong?"
"My turn," he rasped, sitting up and pushing her down onto her back in one smooth move.
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He'd never undressed a girl so quickly before. But he jerked her shirt over her head and peeled her jeans and panties down so fast she giggled.
"Shh," he told her, ridding her of her bra. "You're not supposed to laugh at a guy when you have him naked."
"I'm not laughing at you," she said, eyes glittering with glee. "I'm laughing with you."
"Smartass," he said and grinned as he covered her warm naked body with his. His erection brushed the inside of her thigh, making her shudder.
"God, you feel good," he whispered and ran his hands up her body, cupping her breasts as he leaned down to kiss her.
He wanted to push inside her right then. He was there, at the entrance, and his tip was wet with moisture, beyond ready to glide into that hot, wet cave and hibernate for a solid hour. But he held back, slipping his tongue inside her mouth instead and making love to her there. Turnabout was fair play, he thought, and broke himself away from her lips a moment later to ease down her body, kissing nipples and a belly button on the way.
"Boston!" Ellie yelped in alarm as he hovered over the apex of her legs. "W-what are you doing?"
"I told you," he answered. "It's my turn." And then he licked her.
Ellie bucked and gurgled out a scream. She grabbed his hair and nearly yanked the locks from their roots. But he wasn't deterred from his task. He entered her with one finger as he continued to stroke her with his mouth. When she arched and gasped even more, he added a second finger.
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Going crazy under him, Ellie kept chanting his name and talking about God and hell. He didn't catch a lot of what she cried out, but the tone definitely had him feeling pretty incredible.
He wasn't prepared for her to come so quickly. When she pulled her body taut and began to spasm, he jerked in surprise, a little disappointed it was already over. He'd just started to really like her taste. But, all too soon, she subsided, her breathing erratic and heavy. Boston lifted his head. The sight of her debauched, naked body still quivering from his mouth had his arousal growing double in size.
She met his gaze with dazed, glazy eyes. "B-Boston?"
He had to be inside her right then. Surging upward, he made them one even as he took her mouth with his and buried all ten fingers in her hair. She was so wet and ready for him, he shouldn't have met any kind of resistance. So, when he did, making her cry out in pain, he stumbled to a stop.
Fully imbedded inside her, he let out a breath and looked down into her face. "Oh, God," he whispered in scared, amazed and frightened awe. "You're a..." He couldn't even say the word.
She smiled and touched his face. "Not anymore."
A virgin. She'd been a virgin all this time, and he hadn't had a clue. Hell, why hadn't she said anything? Why hadn't she told him so he could go slower...so he wouldn't hurt her so bad?
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"Does it still hurt?" he asked in concern, glancing down at their joined bodies. But the view only made him want to thrust for all he was worth.
Even as she bit her lip, she shook her head and said, "No.
I'm fine."
"Don't lie," he said and kissed her lightly.
Ellie wrapped her legs around his hips and moved up against him. "Ellie," he gritted out, grabbing her hip to still her. He pressed his forehead to hers. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want you to be nervous."
Boston choked out a laugh. But then it struck him. She was right. He would've freaked. But how in the world would she know he'd be nervous?
"I've never been anyone's first time before," he stated, only supporting her claim even more.
"Well, you're going to get an "I" for incomplete if you don't finish. Right now."
Smiling, Boston kissed her again and moved. He didn't get any "I"s that night. He finished just fine, four times in fact before he left Ellie's bed the next afternoon. It was his first night of marathon sex, but it certainly wasn't his last. With Ellie, he became an absolute nympho, wanting to bury himself inside her all the time.
Ten years later, the very memory of record-breaking sex with that woman could have him salivating in seconds.
"Bos? Yo, Boston. Earth calling."
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staring at him as if he were insane, which obviously he was if all he could think about was Ellie.
For the past six years, he and Cameron had been partners in running their business, EarthNet, though to be fair, Cameron was the brains of the operation and Boston was technically only his attorney. But Cam tended to get irritable when Boston tried to call him boss, so they'd settled on the term partners, when in truth, all Boston handled was the legal end of things. Cam made the ultimate decisions.
"Dude, where were you?" Cam asked, frowning. "I've never seen you space off that bad before."
"Sorry," Boston mumbled and tried to remember what they were discussing. It was seven in the evening and he'd been stuck in this office since five thirty that morning, escaping for only fifteen minutes to fetch some food at noon.
He was starving, and horny, and didn't want to think about work.
"So...good daydream?" Cameron asked curiously.
Boston shifted, moving so Cam couldn't see his arousal, though he wasn't sure why he bothered. There was a desk between them, hiding anything embarrassing.
"Do you think wanting to see Cassie every weekend is asking for too much?" he wondered aloud, instead of spilling his secret memories.
"Every weekend?" Cameron asked, looking seriously thoughtful for a moment. Then, "Actually, yeah, I do."
Boston scowled and straightened. "Hey, you're supposed to be on my side here."
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"I am," Cameron argued. "But come on, Bos. What do you know about little girls?"
"I know Madison and Helena and Cheyenne's daughters love me." All his nieces and nephews loved their Uncle Boston.
"That's because you only play with them a few minutes when you see them," Cameron countered. "You don't take any of them home with you. You don't have to discipline them or provide for them, feed them, or clothe them. Face it, bud.
Neither of us have any idea what it takes to be a father.
That's why kids start as babies. They know as little about being a kid at that point as we know about being parents.
Ergo, we all learn and develop together. You don't just pick up a nine-year-old girl one day prepared to be a dad."
"Hey, it's not my fault I wasn't there—"
"I know," Cam said sadly. "But that's how it is, okay?
That's why I think you need a learn a little more about her and how to be a father before you can spend so much time with her."
"And how am I supposed to learn if I don't get to see her every weekend? Not being able to practice isn't going to help me learn
squat, Banks."
"So, go over and spend time at her place, in her environment. Watch how her mother treats her and learn that way."
Boston nearly swallowed his tongue. There was no way, no how, he was going to spend that much time around Ellie.
He'd...well, he'd implode or something. Damn, he was already thinking about sex too much as it was.
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Scowling at Cameron for his logical advice, Boston shoved out of his chair and moved to the window, where he rested a shoulder on the curtain-lined frame.
"And...he takes up the Boston Kincaid moody pose," Cam murmured. He laced his fingers together and rested them on his stomach as if waiting for Boston to come back with a smart-mouthed comment.
But Boston ignored him. He stared out at a trio of women taking a smoke break in the parking lot. One lady had just lit up, and as she sucked in her first breath, a heady look of pure ecstasy crossed her face. Then she exhaled and her shoulders slumped, draining of tension. Smiling, she said something to her coworkers, making all three of them laugh.
Boston felt envy as he watched the relaxation seep into her.
"I think I should take up smoking," he announced.
Cameron arched a curious eyebrow. "So now you think you need a vice to help you with... What exactly do you need help with, Kincaid? You seem to be dealing with the fact that you've got a daughter pretty well to me. You like her, she likes you. And you haven't mentioned any problems getting around her mother..."
At Boston's sharp glance, Cam shut his mouth and stared.
Then a telling grin spread across his face. "Ah," he murmured, eyes twinkling with mischief. "So, it's your baby's mama bugging you, huh?"
"No," Boston bit out moodily and moved his shoulder in an antsy manner to find a more comfortable position where he leaned. But that didn't work. He still wanted to crawl out of his skin.
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"In the excitement over Cassidy's existence, I've forgotten there's an ex-flame involved in all this too."
Cam was quiet a moment, as if waiting for Boston to open up his closet and start pulling out the bones. But Boston remained silent. So, Cam let out a little sigh and said, "You know what I think?"
Boston lifted his face and turned to give his cousin an incredulous look. "Do I look like I care what you think?"
Cam ignored him. "I think you were way serious about Cassie's mom."
Boston's jaw bunched. "Don't go there."
"Why not?" Cameron asked. "We're best friends. If you can't tell me, who can you tell?"
"No one. And let's keep it that way."
"So, how long did you see her?"
Boston didn't answer for a minute. Then he moved restlessly back to the window and muttered, "Eight months."
Cameron fell out of his chair. Literally. Boston turned to frown at him.
From the floor, Cam's jaw fell loose. "Eight...oh my God, you stayed with one woman for eight months? Jesus, Kincaid, how is it possible I never knew about her...that no one in the family knew about her?"
Boston scowled. "You were busy mourning your first wife, and I was away at college."
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the hell out of me. I wasn't used to getting that serious with a girl. So, refusing to let anything go too far with her, I intentionally never introduced her to anyone in the family to convince myself she wasn't that important. Are you satisfied now?"
Cameron just sat on the floor and gaped.
"Will you get up!" Boston snapped and turned away to frown out the window.
Cameron stood slowly, wiped himself off, and calmly sat in his chair. Then he shook his head. "Holy Lord, Bos. You totally fell in love with her, didn't you?"
Boston's eyebrows pulled down low over his eyes. "No," he was quick to spit out. Then he swiped a harassed hand through his hair. "God, I don't know. But if I ever fell for anyone, it would've been her."
"So, why'd you break up?" Cameron asked curiously. When Boston didn't immediately answer, he said, "Oh. Right. I forgot. She got pregnant. You both freaked. Then, when she claimed she had a miscarriage, you were so relieved there wasn't a baby, you took off out of there. End of story."
"That's not quite how it happened. We'd already been broken up a few weeks by the time she told me she was pregnant," Boston admitted quietly. He closed his eyes, and the memories swelled. The guilt washed over him, a wave of nausea wracking his body.
"So, then why did you break—"
"Cameron!" Boston nearly shouted. "I just told you, I'm not going to talk about this with you."
"But—"
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"Look, it's over between us. We split because of irrevocable differences, and there's no way, no how, we'll ever get back together... especially after she went and kept my daughter from me for nine freaking years. The only contact I'll ever have with Elora Trenton will be over custody for Cassidy. Got it?"
Frowning, Cameron opened his mouth. Before he could speak, Boston's iPhone rang.
Grateful for the distraction, he dug it from his pocket and stared blindly out the window. "Kincaid," he growled.
"D-dad?" came the sobbing reply.
"Cassie?" Boston jerked around in surprise, making Cam surge to his feet. "What's wrong?"
She sniffed and whimpered a moment. Then she wailed,
"Can I come live with you?"
"What's wrong?" he repeated, envisioning her broken and bleeding and alone in some dark alley. "Where are you?"
"I'm at home. And I don't want to live here anymore. I hate her so much. She's mean and...and...she won't let me do anything."
Boston let out a breath. The adrenaline thrumming through his body didn't shut off so quickly though. He pressed a hand to his jack-hammering heart.
"You had a fight with your mom?" he was finally able to ask.
"Mmm-hmm," Cassie whined pathetically.
Boston's shoulder's dropped. God. Talk about giving a guy a heart attack. He'd thought something was honestly wrong with her.
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Sniffing, Cassie asked, "So, will you come get me?"
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Chapter Ten
Ellie was cleaning, trying to work off her bad mood, when the doorbell rang. Still upset with Cassidy, who'd barricaded herself in her room hours ago, Ellie had gone on a cleaning rampage and was currently replacing all the newly washed towels she'd never used back on the top shelf of her hall closet.
She didn't want to take Cassie's threats to heart. But if Boston heard one word of their daughter's new wish to live with him, she'd probably lose the girl for good. She had to think of a way to calm the nine-year-old before she spoke to her lawyer of a father...before she went off the handle and did something to get herself taken away from Ellie for good.
Frowning as the gong echoed through the house, Ellie dusted her hands off on her hips and started toward the entrance. She'd just hit the living room when Cassie barreled out of her room.
"No!" Ellie said sternly. "Back into your room, missy."
"But—"
"Back," Ellie repeated.
Sending her mother a look from hell, the nine-year-old stormed back into her room and slammed the door. Ellie sighed. Though her nerves were about to snap in half, Ellie forced herself to remain calm. Cassie was just in a mood.
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their mother-daughter talk, working everything out. They always worked things out. They were a pair, a team.
Nothing could keep them apart for long.
Bolstered by that thought, Ellie opened the door and froze.
Boston lifted his face, and their gazes held fast.
"Oh, God. What're you doing here?" she blurted out, instantly sick to her stomach.
No, no, no. He couldn't come here tonight. Not with Cassie in the mood she was in. Okay, Ellie trusted her daughter to want to stay once she was calmer and more rational. But she had no idea what Cassie would do if she saw her father now.
Boston quietly studied her a moment before answering.
"Cassidy called me."
Ellie's face drained of color. Clearing her throat, she reached for the doorframe to keep from passing out flat on her face. "She...what?"
He nodded. "She asked if she could come live with me."
Ellie's stomach contorted with pain. No. He couldn't take her baby girl. He just couldn't. Folding her arms over her chest, she cocked her brows and said, "So, you've come to pack her up and leave together, just like that, hmm?"
Boston sighed. "No. I came because... Damn it, Ellie. Will you let me in?" When Ellie didn't budge, he lifted a hand to signal peaceful intentions. "I only want to talk to her."
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hands if she tried to keep the two of them apart right now, she reluctantly stepped aside.
Obviously, Boston had been expecting the fight.
Hesitating, he paused and looked at her. Then he nodded a brief thanks.
Stepping carefully over the threshold, he glanced her way one last time as if he expected her to change her mind. Then, he passed through the living room and started down the hall.
Ellie moved to the hall entrance to watch him. He knocked softly on Cassie's door and opened it. When Cassie's ecstatic cry echoed back, Ellie cringed. Boston disappeared through the doorway and shut himself inside with his daughter.
