A Cautious Heart (The Heart's Temptation Series Book 1)

by Genevieve Matthews

  He wraps his arms around me, and then starts to pull back the covers that are a barrier between us. My hands go to work removing his pants before he joins me under the covers. He’s wearing fitted boxer briefs that don’t leave anything to the imagination. I can see his impressive size and girth which is evident due to his arousal. My need to touch him is overwhelming. I pull his boxers down and let his cock spring free. While he stands at the edge of the bed, I take advantage of our positions and lean over with my mouth and hands. I wrap both hands around his base while my tongue licks around the head of his cock. He is large so I won’t be able to take him very far in my mouth, but I push his head in while I swirl my tongue around and gently add pressure with my hands. His hands cradle my head as a moan escapes his lips.

  All I have on is a small pair of panties but they feel restricting. I am so turned on right now I need pressure on my clit to help ease the aching throb I am feeling between my legs. Slowly, I take one of my hands and move it down into my panties, my fingers spreading my swollen lips until they find the sweet spot in the middle. I’m so wet, my finger glides over my clit in a circular motion using all of my arousal to make it slick.

  He steps back and I look up at him to see what’s wrong. The next moment, he brings his mouth down to mine. His hands take mine and pull them up and over my head as he lays me down on the bed.

  “Let me do that,” he says.

  Slowly he pulls my panties off and spreads my legs wide. I can feel my body tingle with anticipation as he crawls up the bed and settles between my legs. At first my instinct is to close my eyes and rest back on the bed, but this is new and exciting and I want to experience it with as many of my senses as I can. And I just plain can’t get enough of looking at his beautiful body. Not to mention how erotic he looks going down on me. Using his fingers, he spreads my sex and I suddenly feel his tongue. Sweet Jesus do I feel his tongue. It’s the most amazing feeling, and I love how incredibly intimate it is. He’s licking me from my core all the way up through my folds to the most sensitive spot. Every time his tongue flicks against my clit I can’t help but throw my head back and moan. Just when I think it can’t get any better than this, he slides one of his large fingers inside of me. I cry out, pleasure flooding through me. The feeling is so intense. My hips begin to rock and I lift myself for him, giving him all of the access he needs. The combination of his fingers and tongue is like nothing I have ever felt before. He knows just how to work me over to have me chasing the orgasm that I can feel building. My fingers find his hair, gently holding him in place just in case he’s thinking about stopping. Then, he sucks my clit into his mouth and the sucking pushes me over the edge. I feel the orgasm start to build from his mouth and explode throughout my entire body. It has me seeing stars. I cry out as my body shakes with ecstasy.

  I still feel his tongue very lazily licking me as I come down from my orgasm. My clit is incredibly sensitive so the light touch from his tongue is soothing. He kisses my sex and then slowly moves up my body, planting a trail of kisses on my skin from my round stomach to the plentiful mounds of my breasts to the smooth valleys of my neck. The feel of his body moving up mine, the muscles in his arms bulging as he supports his weight above me has me ready for round two. It’s hard to imagine a man that I thought was cold and standoffish when we met could be so sensual and considerate in bed.

  His hand caresses my face as his lips find mine. Our lips lock in a passionate kiss as his tongue begins to explore. I can feel the tip of his cock rubbing up and down my pussy and I can’t suppress the moans of desire that escape my lips. As if my sounds are an invitation, he pushes his cock into me. He’s so big I have to move my hips to accommodate him. He slowly pulls out and pushes back in, his cock slippery with my arousal. The slow pace is a wicked tease and I’m about to beg him to go faster when his eyes lock with mine. In this moment I am lost to everything but him. Instead of feeling the need to hurry and have an orgasm, I focus on enjoying the feeling as his cock moves in and out of me. The sweet anticipation in my belly builds as he thrusts his cock deep and rocks against my clit before pulling out and doing it again.

  Shifting his body, he pulls my leg up and over his shoulder so he can push my legs open and sink as deep as possible. Now he starts to move faster, fucking me harder. The dull ache starts to grow again and gets stronger with every powerful thrust. And when he moves just right so he rubs against my clit, I lose all control and come undone in his arms. A few more thrusts and he follows me over the edge, coming hard inside of me. We are both breathing hard as he brings his head down to trail light kisses along my forehead, temple, eyes and mouth. He nuzzles into my neck as my hands slowly rub up and down his back. In addition to thinking about how amazing that felt, I can’t help but think about how Heath has made me feel so safe and loved. How our bodies seem to fit perfectly together.

  After a few minutes, he pulls out which leaves me feeling cold and empty. A faint shiver moves through my body. He pulls me close and I rest my head on his chest.

  “Are you cold?” he asks and I realize we have hardly spoken since I asked him to stay. Everything else we had to say was said with our bodies.

  “Now that you aren’t on top of me anymore? A little,” I say as I pull the comforter up and over us. I snuggle into his side and wrap my leg around his thigh. I can’t help touching him and my fingers make soft circles over his stomach. His skin is so soft here but the muscles underneath are as hard as rocks.

  “You’re going to get me all worked up and ready for round two if you keep touching me like that,” he says as his hand comes across and his fingers play with my hair. A moment later his hand turns my head so our lips can play again. He sucks my lower lip into his mouth and we both smile. His lips are soft when they meet mine again. The lap of his tongue makes my pussy ache to be claimed again. This must be what all of the fuss is about. Coming like I did with Heath is quite the experience to behold. Now I’m addicted. His hands softly touch every inch of my skin from my neck down to my knees, stopping to squeeze my backside in the process. His touch has a way of making me forget about everything except for how amazing it feels to be in his arms, eagerly anticipating the pleasure he is giving me.

  “That’s the first time I’ve ever had an orgasm during sex,” I quietly confess, “and it was amazing.” I can’t help the giggle that escapes me; I’m on a love high right now.

  “Really?” He says. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, your ex is quite the douche bag.”

  I can’t argue with that. We both laugh and he pulls me close. We’re wrapped in each other’s arms and I don’t remember a time where I have ever felt this safe.

  He reaches over to turn off the lamp and I realize that he’s going to stay with me. He kisses my forehead and pulls me close. I close my eyes to sleep, confident he will keep the bad dreams at bay.

  When I wake up the next morning, it’s with a huge smile planted on my face. That was mind blowing sex. The kind of sex where I had to concentrate not to blow my load after the first thrust. I was right. She is the kind of woman that you can’t have just one time. My cock is already at attention, ready for the next dance.

  I prop myself up on my elbow so I can watch her sleep. There is a bit of sunlight already streaming into the bedroom and it reflects off the streaks of gold in her hair. Her lips are so full and soft. I could spend an entire day just kissing those beautiful lips. But she had a stressful night last night and I want to let her sleep. Besides, she looks so peaceful and content right now.

  My stomach growls so I decide to get up and see what the kitchen has to offer. Eggs are my specialty and any kind of meat. If she has eggs and bacon, she is in for a killer breakfast. Without a sound, I get dressed. Bree doesn’t move. She must be a heavy sleeper. First stop, the fire place to get the fire going again. Then I can concentrate on breakfast if I’m not freezing my balls off. It still gets so cold at night. Definitely below zero and the wind chills are brutal. Even with the heat on, it is cold. The fire jus
t helps.

  I stop at the front window to make sure everything looks okay. My truck is in the driveway, untouched. There aren’t any signs of any other cars or footprints in the snow to indicate Brian has been lurking around. Since Bree thought she saw him in town yesterday, I feel the need to be overly cautious. I’m not going to let that prick catch me off guard again.

  Satisfied, I walk into the kitchen. She does have eggs but it looks like her choice of breakfast meat is sausage. No problem, I can work with that. She also has a fancy looking coffee maker. I don’t usually drink coffee but this baby makes me want to start. If I can find the coffee I’ll try to make a pot for Bree at least.

  Ten minutes later, the eggs and sausage are cooking on the stove and the coffee pot is doing something. I hope I didn’t break it. I’m holding my breath waiting to see if coffee actually comes out when I feel arms wrap around my waist.

  “You made me coffee?” she says and her hands start to explore down my stomach, bringing my cock to attention.

  “I tried,” I say. “I hope I didn’t break it.”

  I turn around and wrap my arms around her, pulling her close. I’ve lost all constraint around her and my mouth immediately finds hers. My cock swells as our tongues taste each other with fierce abandon.

  I have to pull back to catch my breath. She does something to me that makes it hard to breathe. Resting my forehead against hers and holding her face in my hands I can’t help but whisper, “You are so beautiful.”

  Her hands pull off my shirt and I reciprocate. When we are skin to skin she says, “I ache for you Heath.” And I feel like I’m going to lose my shit.

  Without restraint I claim her mouth again and press my steel cock between her legs. The friction isn’t enough though so I walk her backward until she is leaning against the sink. I drop my pants as quickly as possible. For some reason, the need I feel is stronger today. As if having her last night only made me need her more today. Her nipples are so hard, I pull them into my mouth and flick them with my tongue. I feel her hands grip my shoulders with every flick and tug. While my mouth sucks and pulls at her nipple, I use my hands to squeeze her breasts.

  She moans into my mouth and I feel my need building. My cock is throbbing, but before I thrust into her I need to feel her pussy against my face again. Lifting her onto the counter I realize she is still wearing panties. I can’t help myself. I can see her arousal soaking through and I lean down to lick her, panties and all. There’s something about her being so wet for me that makes me lose my mind. I push her panties aside and push my finger into her. She moans with pleasure again.

  “God baby, you’re so wet.” My voice is deep and raspy, thick with need. She grips my shoulders hard and I feel the need to possess her. I push another finger inside of her while my thumb finds her clit and I start circling her pleasure point. She moves her hands down my chest, to my cock. Her fingers take the drops of pre cum and rub them around the tip, making it slippery and wet. It is so fucking hot, watching her fist slide up and down my cock as my fingers pump in and out of her pussy. I feel myself getting so close to breaking into a million pieces and I don’t want to come without being inside of her again. I pull back and give her a passionate, teasing kiss. Her eyes are hazy with desire and a light flush brushes over her cheeks. She is so beautiful, I question my sanity for trying to stay away from her for so long.

  Unable to wait another second, I thrust my cock into her soft, wet pussy. My cock fits perfectly. She grips me so tightly, I think I’m going to lose it after a single thrust. Last night I tried to be sweet. I tried to go slow and make it last. Today, I need it quick and hard. I pump in and out, setting a fast pace. She wraps her arms around me so she can hang on for the ride.

  “I need to see you come right now baby.”

  My words make her moan and she pants, “I’m so close.” Knowing she’s close and I’m just trying to hang on I change my thrust just a little so I can rub against her clit when I’m balls deep inside her. This added sensation sends us both over the edge. Her pussy grips me hard as her orgasm pulses through her and I’m right there with her, coming like a fucking freight train. We hold onto each other, enjoying the pleasure pulsing through us. Nuzzling into her neck I can’t help but kiss and nibble her soft skin under her ear, up to her cheek and temple, finishing with some sweet nibbles on her lips.

  After holding each other for a while I ask, “So, are you ready for some breakfast?” I love the sound of her answering giggle. Taking a minute to pull ourselves together again, we find our clothes and get dressed. The eggs and sausage are a little over done but they’re still edible so we take our plates and just sit right on the floor in the kitchen. Leaning against the counter she wraps her legs around mine and digs right into her food. A girl with an appetite, I like it. After she finishes a few bites, she looks up at me with a full mouth of eggs and gives me a sheepish smile. After swallowing she says, “Aren’t you going to eat?”

  “Yes. I just love the sight of you completely ravenous from the great sex we’ve had.”

  She smiles and gives me a kiss. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt so completely and utterly happy. It’s like everything in my life before this was just a warm up. I can’t help the small seed of worry that plants itself in my mind. A guy with a past like mine can’t help but think a happiness like this is fleeting. That somehow I’ll wake up one morning and will have lost everything.

  “Hey, you okay?” She interrupts my thoughts, brushing her fingers through my hair.

  “Umhum” I say as I take a bite of eggs. “You know what I was thinking?”

  “What?”

  “I think we should go on a date.”

  The sound of her laugh chases my worries from my mind and we sit and finish our breakfast, and I let myself enjoy this feeling of happiness.

  I leave Bree’s after a shared shower and another round of mind blowing sex. She’s so eager and wanting. I’m the first guy to really show her how fun and pleasurable sex can be and I love taking control and enjoying the ride right along with her. We both have to work tonight so even though I find myself not wanting to leave her, eventually I do. For the rest of the day I’m in this constant state of happiness. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face if I tried. I confessed the short story version of my past to her and she didn’t tell me to leave. In fact, it didn’t seem to really bother her. I guess she never knew the person I used to be. She doesn’t know that it would have scared her away. She has only ever met the man I am now. And I know I’ve changed.

  There are people that don’t think you can ever really change. That the man you were in your past follows you even when you try to leave him behind. I guess there’s a little truth to that. I would never hurt Bree but I wouldn’t hesitate to give someone a beating if they ever tried to hurt her again. Like her ex-boyfriend. I know I have more control now. I’m not as naive as I was when I was hanging around in a bad crowd, giving guys a beat down because I was told to. Even though I hate the things I did, I think of it as a skill set I can use to protect Bree and the people I consider to be my family now. I’m not lost in that dark void anymore. I’m never going back to that place again.

  I’m extra vigilant when I pull into the parking lot for work. After Bree thought she saw Brian hanging around town last night, I feel the need to be on the look out. That prick isn’t going to catch me with my pants down again. I scan the lot just to make sure I don’t see his jeep that Bree described to me. Everything looks quiet. The lot isn’t very full yet but being a weekend, it will be. For a small town, Jack’s bar does good business.

  Bree is behind the bar already when I walk inside. She looks happy and relaxed. I love knowing that I’m the reason she looks this way. I also like that we work together and I’ll be able to keep a close eye on her. I don’t plan on letting her out of my sight until Brian resurfaces and he’s locked away in jail where he belongs.

  Things pick up quickly and I don’t have a chance to stop over by Bree. T-bone and I
are at the door checking people in and she’s working hard behind the bar taking orders and mixing drinks.

  “So are you gonna ask her out or what?” T-bone asks.

  “What?”

  “Bree. You haven’t stopped looking at her since you walked in here tonight. If you want my advice, too obvious buddy. You’ve gotta play the game a little more.”

  “Thanks T-bone. I’ll take that under advisement.” I can’t help but roll my eyes as I grab the next ID to check. Everybody’s always got an opinion about something. It wouldn’t be very gentlemanly of me to tell him I’ve already had her multiple times and plan on keeping her all to myself from now on.

  The bar is crowded and the flow of people coming in slows down. Now we switch gears and keep an eye on things in the bar, making sure everyone is getting along and no one is being harassed by someone who has had a few too many.

  “Don’t look now but someone is showing interest in your girl at the bar,” T-bone says.

  I look over to see a guy sitting at the bar pulling Bree into a conversation. She’s busy but doesn’t like to be rude, it isn’t good for tips. So she does a nice job acting like she’s following along with the conversation as she keeps mixing drinks. I feel a flare of possessiveness inside of me. He just better not put his hands on her. I’ll probably lose it. I want everyone in here to know that she’s mine. I guess it’s a little early in our relationship for that but I’m hoping she won’t mind if I give her a small public declaration of my feelings.

  “No problem. I got this,” I say as I walk over to the bar. Slipping behind the bar I walk up to Bree. She turns and I can see the smile start to form on her lips as she realizes that it’s me but before she can say anything I wrap my arms around her and take a quick but passionate kiss. “Sorry to interrupt, beautiful, I just didn’t get to say hello when I came in tonight.”