The Keys to Jericho
Page 86
I shrug. “Why not? I wanted us to be alone. We’ve had people in our faces ever since we got engaged. Shit. Even before that, wanting to know what we were doing together. The only alone time we got was while you were driving or when we stayed in Philly, and that wasn’t often.”
Pulling hair off her face, she says, “You’re absolutely right. Thank you for this.”
Leaning in, I sweep more hair off her face and say, “Don’t thank me. My plans with you aren’t so polite.”
Yanking my phone out of my pocket to check for messages, Kat grabs it from me. “Nope. No worries for us this trip. Just me and you.”
“I was only—”
“Checking on Hadley. Yes. She’s with your dad this week, and if either one needs to tell you anything, they will, but I think everyone wants to leave us alone. This is our time. I have you all to myself and I’m taking it. I’m a greedy bitch.”
“Good. Because it just so happens, I have a lot I want to give you.” I raise an eyebrow and drop my gaze to her tits, licking my lip.
Kat giggles. “Can we check out the beach first, since we’ll be busy for a day or two?”
I scoff, “A day or two? Baby, I plan on being inside you most of the week, making up for the time we lost.”
Kat gives me an indulgent frown. “We had sex last night. We haven’t lost that much time.”
Taking her hand, I say, “I’m not talking about hours, or even weeks, Kit Kat.”
Nodding, she regretfully smiles. “Yeah. It was a lot of time we lost, being away those years.”
“Uh-huh.” Putting my hand on her cheek, I kiss her, but she pulls away.
“Beach first. Ten minutes. Then we can go to bed.”
I roll my eyes with a grin. “All you want me for is my body.”
She shrugs. “And your driving skills. Let’s go.”
As she hops down, I gape at her. “Did you just reject me again?”
“Beach.”
She takes off her shoes and socks before heading down the steps on the side of the deck. I head back inside to grab a few things.
When I meet her down there, I sit on the white sand. “Care to join me, or are you going to cast me aside, yet again?”
Looking over her shoulder, she giggles and shuffles through the sand to where I’m sitting. “What do you have?”
I reach into the beach bag. “Champagne.” I hand her a plastic champagne flute and she giggles more.
“This is so sweet!”
“Well, the champagne was in the fridge for us. These plastic things, those were my idea to pack.”
“You know, we can get arrested for alcohol on the beach.”
I peer around, seeing only a few people some ways from us. “No one’s here. Just us. They’d most likely give us a warning anyway. We’re newlyweds for Christ’s sake! We’re sharing some champagne. It’s not like we’re fucking on the beach.”
She laughs. “You are something else!”
“Yeah, I’ve heard.” Taking the bottle, I wrap a towel around it while I pop the cork, and it promptly flies into the surf. “Well, shit.”
Nearly mimicking the seagulls overhead, Kat shrieks, “Jericho!” Laughing, she asks, “Are you trying to get me drunk so you can have your way with me?”
Pouring her a glass, I scoff, “I don’t need to get you drunk for that.”
“Um, no, you don’t.” She takes the plastic flute and as I pour mine, she asks, “What should we toast to?”
I plunk the bottle into the sand and turn to her. “Us. How we made it back to each other by some miracle.”
“Yes. It was a miracle how we ran into each other again, since we were too stupid to get it right the first time. We were high school sweethearts and didn’t even realize it. And then we were lost without each other.”
I smile. “Yeah, that’s exactly what we were. You were my first love. I just didn’t know it.”
“I was madly in love with you, Sonic. I just thought it was a one-way street.”
I laugh and pull on my Colts hat. “Nope. Just a divided highway.”
Smiling, she raises her champagne flute. “To fate.”
Rolling my eyes, I nod. “And clueless sweethearts finally getting their shit together.”
“Soulmates.”
“Do not tell Calder that.”
Kat giggles as we clink our plastic glasses and take a drink. She asks, “Did you know that Dash and I never went to see a movie together?”
“Huh? I thought you did?” She looks at me and my blood runs cold, even on the hot beach. “Kat. Please say you and Dash didn’t…”
“No! That was never a possibility! Neither of us would’ve done that to you. He knew how much I loved you, and we’re only friends. Dash was one of our biggest cheerleaders. He wanted you and me together. No, I mean, we didn’t see a movie.”
Squinting at from the sun, I frown. “He told me you went. What a prick.”
“No. I didn’t feel like it. I was sick over you.”
“I was sick, too. I couldn’t eat or sleep. All I wanted to do was get drunk and not think of you, especially you with him.”
“Why? You were jealous of Dash?”
I roll my eyes and sigh. “Yeah. I was.”
“It’s true then? You really did like me?” She hides her grin by taking a sip of her champagne.
“Like you? I was painfully in love with you, Kat. Even more so now, if you couldn’t tell. You almost killed me this morning.” I bite my lip and inhale a salty breath, thinking how that could’ve played out differently.
“Because of my sleep paralysis? I should’ve told you. I just didn’t think of it. I thought maybe it wouldn’t happen again since it had been so long. I’m sorry.”
I nod. “I thought I lost you. I survived it once, but I can’t do it again.”
“You won’t have to. We’ll always be together. I love you, Jared.” Kat leans over the beach bag to kiss me, and holding my glass against my leg, I tilt to meet her lips.
Before we kiss, I say, “And I love you, Kit Kat.”
We kiss, but she abruptly pulls away and grins. “You know Dash predicted we’d be doing this, don’t you?”
“What? Drinking on a beach or the kissing on a beach?”
“No. Well, I guess, yeah, all of it in a way. He said we’d get married and laugh about everything on our honeymoon.”
“He did?”
“Yeah. He did. What do you think about that?”
“Thank God for Dash Calder.” I laugh and lift my glass. “Don’t tell him I said that shit.”
Kat laughs, but then looks to the water, frowning. “In all the chaos, I didn’t even get you a gift. I’m sorry.”
“I didn’t get you anything, either.”
“This trip!”
“It’s for both of us.” When she continues to sulk at the water, I pull her chin to me and laugh. “Seriously? You didn’t get me anything? You gave me you. Your love is my gift from you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. So, thank you.”
She smiles and shrugs. “I’m nothing special. Just a girl who was hopelessly pining for you.”
“Well, I was the boy hopelessly pining for you right back.”
Kat pushes up on my Colts hat and leans in to kiss me, making the humming sound against my lips, which instantly goes to my dick.
Pulling away too soon, Kat sits back, and I take a drink. She asks, “What’s next for us?”
I swallow my mouthful of champagne and say, “We start our life together. Whatever roads we take, we take together. Partners for life, right?”
Kat’s eyes glitter and she nods. “For life. Are you ready for it?”
“I’m ready for anything with you, Kit Kat.”
“Good. Because I’m ready to make love to my husband.”
Lifting my glass, I shrug at the waves crashing near our feet. “I don’t know. I’m not really feeling it at the moment.” I’ve been feeling it since the day I met her.
Reaching over, she grabs m
y T-shirt and says, “Let’s cut the bullshit. You. Me. That bed. Now.”
I dramatically sigh. “This ball and chain life is rough.”
Letting go of my shirt, her hand goes to my inner thigh as she smirks. “And you like it rough.”
Hurriedly finishing off my drink, I stand and pick up the bottle, holding it in one hand with my glass, while offering her my other hand. “Come on, Kit Kat. I need to make love to my wife.”
She grabs the beach bag and takes my hand. “Again and again…”
I tug her to me, and whisper, “And that’s only the beginning.”
Kat kisses me and says, “Fuck yeah, it is, baby. Just the beginning.”
I awake to a hand fondling my dick and I jump, automatically pushing it away before opening my eyes to the sunlight blinding me.
The hand sneaks between my legs again, urging me to awaken. “Good morning. This is your wakeup call.”
As I grow hard from her suggestion, I cover her hand with mine and groggily ask, “Oh, yeah?”
“Uh-huh. Your wife wants you to fuck her. Hard.”
I force a yawn. “Again? Jesus.”
Kat nods against the back of my shoulder. “I plan on being on your cock most of this week.”
I shake my head as our hands bob up and down me. “You are a greedy bitch.” Her fingers drag my hand with hers, over my cock, and then down to my balls, making me groan.
She sighs. “Okay. If you don’t want to…”
Her hand disappears and she rolls away, but I instantly roll over, grabbing her by the hip. “Oh, no you don’t.”
Kat pushes on my hand. “Go back to sleep.”
Snatching her hand, I pull it behind her to my erection. “Look what you did to me. You need to take care of it now.”
“Maybe later.” She giggles into her pillow and releasing her hand, I slide mine between her legs, pushing my fingers into her.
“I think you need a refill.”
She stutters, “Nope. I’m fine.”
Climbing on top of her, looking down at her back, I push my cock against her ass. “But I’m not. I want more of my wife, so I’m going to fuck you right now, Kitty Kat.”
Flipping her hair to the side, she asks, “How are you going to fuck me?”
Grabbing her left hand with mine, our rings clash and the metallic reminder makes me smile. I push her legs apart with my knees and whisper, “Like this.”
“Why is that? Because you own me?”
Leaning down, I say, “Because I’m obsessed with you, Mrs. Beckett.”
She whimpers, “I’m obsessed with you, too, Mr. Beckett. For life, Jared.”
“For life, Kit Kat.”
I always keep my fucking word.
I know she will, too.
About the Author
Ren Alexander lives outside Detroit, Michigan with her husband, two daughters, and cat. Originally from Wheeling, West Virginia, she has a degree in criminal justice from West Liberty University, where she also took a creative writing course. She always dreamed of being a writer, but never thought she could actually do it.
The Keys to Jericho is her fourth novel.
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