Love Came Back (a Pyro-Princess Design and Style novel Book 1)

by Garza, Stephanie Nicole

  I had been biding my time though. I knew I wouldn’t last too much longer. I was only going to give her so much time and then I was going to give it to her. In all sense of the word. She wouldn’t be without me as I wasn’t going to live my life without her.

  Looking at her now, it seemed as if something was weighing heavily on her and all I wanted to do was go to her and get her to tell me. To tell her, whatever her burden may be, I was here for the long haul. I wanted to carry that weight for her. As is my rite. To make sure her every dream came true and her every need taken care of. That fire in her eyes was dimming more each day and I was about tired of seeing that happen.

  Looking at the way she sat down on one of her bar stools and avoided looking my way, I knew that more than the upcoming event was on her mind.

  “Mo chroí, tell me what’s wrong. Please? While you do, I’ll cook my favorite meal. How does eggs over easy and toast sound?”

  I was pleased to get a genuine smile out of her. Finally.

  “Favorite meal my behind. It’s easy to make goofball. That’s good enough for me though. I don’t think I could eat much right now. My nerves are practically shot with everything going on. So hit me with it, big boy. I’ll bite.”

  “That’s my girl! She’s easy to please.”

  Siddaleigh burst out laughing, and that punch in the gut happened once more. God how I loved hearing her laugh. Seeing her eyes light up, even for just a moment, made me feel victorious.

  “That’s what I like to see, leannán, that beautiful smile of yours.”

  “Oh Kon, things have been definitely not easy these past few weeks. Even stuffing my face with Reese’s big cups haven’t lifted up anything except an extra five pounds.”

  Siddaleigh sighed and let out a deep breath. Told me all about her store, her family problems. This was telling because it told me the situation with her mother and how her sisters have lately been calling her to bitch about their marital problems was starting to take a toll on her.

  I honestly didn’t know what to say. My parents have been married for thirty-five years and it seemed as if they were still newlyweds. I never saw them argue over anything more than my da telling her to sit down and put her feet up every once in a while. I guess they argued but maybe they only did it in private so as not to fight in view of Brianne or myself.

  “If Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups is all it takes to put a smile of your face, then I’ll be sure to keep a hefty supply of them for you. So if you ever need a pick me up, you know who to come to, to get them.”

  Grabbing eggs from the refrigerator, I looked around the counter for the bread bag.

  “Where’s your bread, bhean?”

  “It’s in that container by the toaster.”

  Totally surprised at the soft texture of the bread, I almost didn’t believe it.

  “Uh, Sidda-love, did you make this bread? There’s neither a wrapper nor brand on it or did you go to a bakery?” I turned around to look at her and noticed a blush, flare on her neck. Damn, that blush did things to my body, or namely my dick. I liked seeing her flush and shy.

  I knew Sidda was talented but homemade bread? My woman was full of sweet surprises. Siddaleigh walked up beside me, and grabbed from the knife block and sliced a piece of the soft bread.

  “Here, it’s soft, yeah? It’s a recipe from my grandmother. She gave it to me when I was younger. Never knew I liked baking, but once I started and learned how to make it proper, it’s been a great stress reliever. I haven’t had a lot of time to bake much, but I try on Saturday nights when I have time. The girls from work come over after church on Sunday. That’s been like a tradition for the past six months or so. Kind of like a book club. We chose a book to read for the month, which I read more than that but we discuss it, and eat lunch here. Sometimes it turns into like a brunch thing where we drink margaritas and talk about everything else. I’ve never really had close friends. I mean in college I had Mags and I’m rambling now, sorry.”

  Her face lit up with such joy when she talked about her books and friends. Her eyes shined like the brightest star and I couldn’t help what happened next.

  “Siddaleigh.”

  I know I growled just a bit, but I just couldn’t stop from lifting her chin towards mine to kiss her deep. She breathed in with her mouth and it gave me the chance to sweep my tongue to kiss her minty taste. Our kiss was passion filled and the semi-hard-on I was packing came to full life. I could feel it throbbing beneath my jeans, begging to see and take care of what belong to it.

  I felt her hands draw up to my chest and I shifted mine to her hips. I lifted her just a bit so I could grind my hard dick that she brought out of me so quickly against her. Dear God in Heaven, even grinding myself against her was making me restless to get inside her.

  The clearing of a throat made me freeze. I did my best to keep the groan I wanted to release inside and I put a smile on my face before turning towards the intruder. We both turned to see her mother staring at us with a cheesy ass grin spreading across her face.

  ♥

  ..::Siddaleigh::..

  Are you freaking kidding me?

  Seeing my mom look at Konner and me making out made me feel like a teenager again. I had to take a moment to calm myself. I knew how I looked. Like a starlet. A hussy. A wanton. And it was all true. The moment his lips and tongue met mine, I was a goner.

  Konner made me burn so hot and wild; my insides were raging on fire for him. My mother wasn’t due home for at least another hour!

  Dammit.

  Now that I declared, finally, to myself that the hiatus was the top level of idiocy, I needed Konner’s hands all over me.

  Every time he touched any part of me, or kissed me on my forehead or the hollow of my neck where shoulder and neck met, made me burn, tingle; it made me want to growl, roar and rip off his clothes. I wanted to devour him. Lick every inch of his hard beautiful body that he said could be mine and just…bite into him.

  Mmmm, grrroooowl.

  “I thought you said it wasn’t serious, Siddaleigh? This must be Konner. Hello.”

  Mom stretched her hand out to his, when instead he took it and hauled her in for a welcoming hug. I knew he wanted people to see him as hard and rough, but he had an immensely sweet side that came so natural to him.

  “You must be Corrine, right? We were about to eat, would ye care to join us, ma’am?”

  Konner was always a gentleman. And he seriously played thick into his accent so it was broguish and deep enough to make even my mother go gooey. I knew he could be brazen when we’re alone, but he was so respectful to my mom and seemed genuinely concerned about her. I really liked that.

  I knew telling him about my mom was the right thing. Konner had this thousand watt smile that made even my mother blush a little. The color was coming back to her pale features and that was a plus.

  “No, but thank you. I had Wendy’s on my way here,” she turned to me and said, “I was thinking about going over to the house and trying to talk to him. It’s been a month. We love each other. We need to work it out. I will call if I’m coming back tonight, okay, Sidda?”

  “You sure that’s a good idea mom? I mean, he kinda flipped a little bit when I called to see how he was doing last week.”

  “Yes, I am sure. He is working through his own reasons. It’s such a hard time and with the loss of his mother; my breast cancer, it’s taken such a great toll on him, too. He works so much. Too hard sometimes. Hopefully we will discuss all this like adults. It was nice to finally meet you, Konner. Do my daughter right.”

  With that, my mother walked away to the guest room to gather her things.

  Konner cocked his head back to me and shook his head in amazement.

  “Your father is an ass for putting her through this. She’s a good woman.”

  He kissed my nose and turned to resume getting our dinner ready.

  “Yeah, she totally is. She only works part time and I think my dad just needs to get help. He has taken on
a lot with the funeral and my mother’s diagnosis. It’s just, I don’t know really. I pray for him and although it doesn’t seem like it’s enough, it’s the only thing I could think of doing for him. Them. You know?”

  I reached in the fridge and looked at our selection of drinks, “Yeah, uhm, Konner? It’s milk, water or sweet tea.”

  “For our breakfast dinner? I’d rather have coffee, but seeing as how I know you hate the stuff, milk is good.”

  “Sorry, but I like milk. I drink it with almost everything. That’s probably why I don’t lose the weight. I know I’m weird but it’s like water to me. I drink a lot of water, too. I don’t mind coffee. Much. It just has to be blended with like one too many scoops of ice cream.”

  I poured our glasses of milk and waited until he served our platter of food.

  “That should be good when you bear children. At least I would think so. Maybe not too much milk but two full glasses or…” Konner trailed off that last bit by looking at my face. I raised my eyebrow with question, so he hastily continued. “Not that I have any kids. I don‘t have any. But seeing as how if a woman breast feeds, wouldn’t drinking milk be helpful? Don’t you think? Or maybe I should just shut up. Yeah, shutting up, now.”

  I tried keeping my face serious, but when he looked like he was trying not to embarrass himself, I had to just laugh.

  “Oh, Konner, you’re too much. I wouldn’t know, I’ve don’t have kids either.” I laughed some more. Even though the thought of having children made me think of John Christian. I knew I’d meet him someday, and I didn’t let it deter me from laughing at Konner’s silly speech.

  “Think that’s funny do you? Well leannán, you best eat up your food, and since your mother might take her evening out, I’m gonna show you who’ll have the last laugh.”

  Just like before at his apartment, we ate in a companionable silence while Chris Young, my favorite singer ever, sings and serenades in the background. We finished and he made me sit with my feet up while he took care of the dishes.

  It was nice having him around. And since Mags stayed with Candace last night, I found Konner being here a welcome sight.

  Now that I’ve got food in my tummy, it’s time to wash the day off. A nice, hot, bubble bath sounded perfect. Maybe I’ll let him join me. Maybe.

  “I’m gonna go take a bath now. You can make yourself at home. I should be out in an hour. Okay?”

  I got up and began walking to the bathroom. The sound was almost inaudible, but I heard Konner growling? Or groaning?

  I turned to see what the problem was and the look on his face was something I was beginning to enjoy. The sight of passion in his eyes made me feel so wanton when I’ve never felt wanton before.

  “What?”

  When Konner just kept looking at me, he tilted his head to the side as if contemplating his next move. And just as fast, he levered himself away from the sink and began making his way towards me. Fast, like a predator and intent on one thing.

  Me.

  “Oh, no you don’t!” I made a run for it towards the hallway when he, to my utter delight, swept me into his arms and I couldn’t fight the laughter that spilled out of me even as he kissed me deep and rough.

  “Told you who’d be laughing in the end, leannán. But before your bath, which I may have to join you, let’s take care of this hunger I have for a sweet lit’l witch who tempts me beyond reason.”

  When his words began munching together with his thickening brogue, I became flaccid and I felt my panties dampen with arousal.

  “Where’s your room, Siddaleigh Mare?” I just laughed at him, shook my head and didn’t reply.

  He stopped suddenly and at first I was confused until he backed me up against the wall with his arms caging me in.

  24

  Between a Wall and a Hard Body

  ..::Siddaleigh::..

  “Siddaleigh, I’ll take you right here against the wall, m’cock is so fucking hard it’s ready to burst through the buttons of my jeans. My balls are tight with need and takin’ you right here like a wild man is not far from coming, mo féin.”

  “Konner, I want to take a bath before we do anything. It’s been a heck of a long day for me.”

  I knew when I looked up to his eyes, taking a shower wasn’t going to happen right now. I saw the lust and need in his eyes and I’ve never had sex against the wall before. The way he was holding me up with his legs, I wanted him to take me. Here. Right here against the wall of the hallway. This was simple insanity. And I wanted more.

  “Cailin milis, you’re killing me here. I need you so ardently.”

  Yep, definitely here because he slid his hand between my thighs and I knew he felt the heat from my sex even through my jeans. I felt my panties almost light on fire.

  “Take me then. Right here. Fuck me, Konner. Like you need to. Anyway you need to.”

  I heard a slight curse, then my legs settled on the floor and he was at my jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping until he pushed them and my panties down my legs. Luckily my shoes were just slip on sandals so I shoved them off and finished stripping out of the bottom half when I heard him unbuttoning his jeans.

  I looked down and noticed the kind of jeans he had were all buttons, again, no zipper. Why that turned me on even more, I couldn’t explain, but he unbuttoned one and the others were popping open willingly. Holy mother of pearl. That’s hot.

  Konner bent down to hook his arms around my knees and lifted me up higher with his hand braced on the wall. He nudged his hot, hard and heavy member at my center and he made it jut back and forth over my clitoris, all on its own. Flexing it back and forth.

  He was teasing and tickling me with it, instead of just plundering. I couldn’t even describe that feeling. Amazingly enough that made me come.

  “Oh my God, did that just happen? I’m sorry, Konner.”

  “It’s good, little one, let me give you another. I can’t be gentle right now, muirnín. I promise afterwards it’ll be as sweet as candy, but I’m so fucking ready it’s not going to take me long before I’m going to fill that sweet pussy with my seed.”

  I looked right at him with all the love I have never gotten over and told him okay.

  His eyes burned deeper and he gripped my thighs and opened them a little wider and thrust his throbbing erection inside me. All the way to the hilt, I felt his jeans grazing the flesh of my bottom and it made me cry out his name in ecstasy and he just pumped into me harder and faster.

  Never have I imagined something like this could be good. Being taken like this was barbaric and naughty, and I wanted more.

  “Harder. Oh God, Konner, feels so good.”

  “Sea, a chur air, leannán. Cailín milis, mo leanbh milis. Go deo. Tá tú mianach. Go bhuil sé chomh maith. Chomh te, mar sin daingean. Ionas milis.”

  ♥

  ..::Konner::..

  Telling her how sweet, snug, and hot her pussy felt wrapped around my dick only fueled the energy to thrust into her harder.

  I definitely couldn’t be gentle right now. I was about to shoot my cum into her like an arrow and I was so close. I just needed to make sure she finished again first before taking myself over the edge. I needed to feel her sweet nectar coating my dick and her thighs.

  That first little tease with her clit, tortured me until she came. That was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever felt, even in my wildest dreams. Just a little tickle and her cream was spilling out, latching on the tip of my cockhead and smearing against her soft thighs. Just thinking about it was going to make this time quick and I needed to get her to touch herself before I blew into her. Touching anywhere on her body was going to turn this into the shortest ride in the history of sexual rides. So I kept my hands where they were on the wall. My arms braced her thighs and then we were face to face.

  I stopped thrusting for just a moment to calm the heat blistering in my veins. When I was seated fully inside her, I kissed her sweet, warm mouth roughly.

  “Touch yourself, babe. Show me how
you make yourself come. I want to feel your pussy milk my cock. Drain those sweet juices all around me, woman. You’re so fucking tight on my dick, Siddaleigh. Show me how you play with your little clit and think of how I’m make it so damn good for you.”

  When she slid her fingers down between our bodies, her knuckles massaged my pelvic bone. As she kneaded her clitoris to a whole new level of pleasure, Siddaleigh cried out in orgasm. I felt her vaginal muscles squeezing my cock, while her moisture poured all around it and down to my balls.

  I plunged into her two more times and felt myself blow. I lifted her hair away from her damp neck and sucked hard on the soft spot between her neck and shoulder. I know it had to have hurt because I heard her hiss and I just didn’t care. I wanted to eat her all up. She was slick with sweat and the only thing that tasted better was her pussy.

  Never had I blew my gasket like that. I felt so sated and lethargic.

  “Damn, woman, your sweet nectar feels so hot around me. You feel so good, Siddaleigh. Just like I’ve always dreamed you would be. Every time gets better.”

  ♥

  ..::Siddaleigh::..

  Oh. My. God. I feel so; I don’t know how to describe this feeling. He was a little rough but it was a definite good rough. I have never had it like that. It was like a frenzied mating of two animals. So totally erotic.

  And when he sucked on my neck afterwards, I almost came again. It hurt just enough that it was pleasurable and I wanted him to mark me as his permanently.

  “Want to take a bath with me?”

  I was still so hot that I wanted more. I felt his penis twitch inside me, letting me know at least one part of him was ready for round two.

  “Cailin milis, I would gladly help you bathe anytime, anywhere, anyhow.”

  He slowly let my legs lower to the ground, and had to wrap an arm around my waist because my legs were somehow weak and staggering.

  He helped me take a nice, languid shower where he showed me things that were definitely eye opening. Slow, lethargic, and so incredibly intoxicating. That’s how our love making in the shower turned out to be.