by L. P. Dover
“I want you,” I whispered breathlessly. The sound of the rain beating against the roof was nowhere near as loud as the sound of my heart thudding in my ears.
“And I’ve wanted you,” he murmured low. “Fuck, you have no idea how bad.”
He picked me up in his arms, his kisses becoming urgent, hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist and began moving against him, his cock growing rapidly against my core. I grabbed my shirt and ripped it over my head. Groaning, he sucked and nipped the top of my breast before he stopped and looked up at me. I bit my lip and smiled.
He shook his head and smirked, leaning in to devour my mouth. Grabbing my ass, he held me in place and carried me down the hallway to his room, never breaking his lips from mine. Bumping into a few walls, we finally made it to our destination.
We fell onto his bed. It smelled just like his cologne, all woodsy and seductive. Lightning flashed outside, illuminating Kellan’s face as he stared down at me. “You sure?”
I nodded. “I’ve never been more certain.”
He unclasped my bra with one hand. Once I was free, he closed his lips over a nipple and sucked, pulling and biting it until I screamed out. I cried in pleasure as he massaged and kissed every square inch of my breasts, fondling my nipples with his tongue. My underwear was soaked and even more so when he bit my tender flesh. The pain of it felt so damn good.
I grabbed his hand and slid it down under the waistband of my jeans. Using my hand to push his hand against my wet heat, I moaned. I was so close to the edge.
“Fuck me. I can’t wait anymore.” He pulled his hand out and worked on unbuttoning my jeans. As soon as he was done, we pushed them down enough to where I could kick them off.
Crawling backward, he caressed his fingers down my legs until he was completely off the bed. Never taking his gaze off mine, he unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall to the floor. His cock bulged behind his boxers and I bit my lip as he rubbed his arousal through the material. Slowly, he slid his boxers down and smirked as he gave himself a few pumps up and down his length. He watched me watch him, and it was the single most erotic thing I’d ever seen.
“Come here.” I touched myself over my wet panties, needing him now.
Kellan wasted no time and crawled on the bed. I slid my underwear off and threw it across the room, opening wide for him. His tongue trailed up my inner thigh and passed over my clit with one quick flick. My body jerked, and the feel of his breath as he chuckled made my toes curl. It was so hot hearing his satisfaction.
Delving deep, he buried his tongue inside me and swirled it around. His tongue was so warm and needy as he tasted me, driving me to the edge. My clit ached for release, and when he pulled his tongue out and started sucking on it, my body exploded. Fisting my hands in his dark hair, I screamed out my pleasure. He slowly lowered his pace and licked me as my body shook, tasting my desire for him.
When I looked down, his gray eyes blazed with an intensity that made me tremble. I’d never seen anyone stare at me like that. It was kind of scary, but in a good, primal way. He covered me with his body, and I could feel the tip of him at my opening. I wanted him to push in so fucking bad. Instead, he closed his lips over mine and grabbed ahold of my face, kissing me deeply. I tasted myself on his lips.
His cock pushed in a little and I moaned, biting his bottom lip. “Just do it. I want you. I want to feel all of you.”
Growling deep in his chest, he plunged in as far as he could go. I screamed and dug my nails into his back as he rocked me back and forth, hard. My core stretched to fit all of him, but the pain of it made my eyes water. It hurt, but it felt so fucking good.
Kellan found a spot behind my ear and bit down, sending chills cascading down my body. What made it even better was that he didn’t stop there. Down my neck and across my collarbone, he nipped and sucked his way until he reached my nipples. As hard as he could, he took my nipple in his mouth and pulled with his lips, flicking his tongue across my swollen peaks.
Another orgasm built between my legs, and judging by his strangled groan, I could tell he knew I was about to come. Instead of leaving me on my back, he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up on his lap. We were sitting up on his bed with me on top of him. He was in so deep.
“Ride me,” he commanded, never taking his mouth away from my nipple.
Lifting my hips, I sat down on him until I got a good rhythm. My body clenched and I was so close. Kellan was, too, judging from the way his cock pulsated inside me. “I’m going to come,” I warned.
“Keep going, baby. I want to come inside you.”
My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my insides tightened. Just the thought of him releasing inside me sent me over the edge. “Yes,” I cried breathlessly. His fingers dug into my hips and he held me down on his cock as we both reached our climax, our bodies melding together. I could feel his release as he came inside me, all hot and primal as he yelled out, his body jerking in spasms. Laying my head on his shoulder, I felt my heart beat out of control.
Kellan lowered me to the bed and gently pulled out before resting behind me with his arm across my stomach. “No regrets?” he asked.
I shook my head and nuzzled closer to him. “None,” I answered softly.
“So tomorrow morning, you’re not going to sneak away?”
“Nope. I’ll be right here, ready for round two.”
Chapter 15
Kellan
The next morning, Kristen’s clothes were still slightly damp from the rain, so I put them in the dryer and laid them on the bed when they were done. While she got dressed, I’d decided to cook some eggs and bacon before leaving for hockey practice. My mother had called no less than six times and I ignored every one. I turned my phone on vibrate, hoping it’d help, but it only infuriated me more every time I heard it buzzing on the kitchen counter. I could hear Kristen’s footsteps padding across the hardwood floor so I fixed her plate and set it on the table along with mine.
“Don’t know about you, but I worked up an appetite.”
She snickered. “Yes, I know. I was there.” I turned to look at her and she approached me slowly, her face unreadable.
“Are you okay?”
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. “Kristen Robinson.” She opened her eyes and stepped closer. “My name is Kristen Robinson. After last night, the thought of keeping who I really am a secret from you didn’t feel right. I want you to know the real me.”
I didn’t know what to say so I pulled her into my arms. “Your secret is safe with me. Thank you for trusting me with it.” It took a lot for her to confide in me, and it was good to know she trusted me.
“I hate that I have to hide. In a couple of weeks, I’m going to visit Cole’s parents. Brooklyn says they aren’t doing well. It kills me to cause them pain. They basically took my parents’ place after they died.”
“Are you sure that’s wise? What if they say something to someone?” The last thing I wanted was for word to spread that she was alive. But if it did, and her ex came back looking for her, he’d find me.
She shook her head and gazed up at me with watery eyes. “They won’t. I’m hoping they have kept some of the things from my house. I left everything when I ran away.”
“Do you want me to go with you?”
“No, Brooklyn will be coming into town. She wants to visit them with me. But I would love for you to meet her.”
“Sounds good.” Her stomach growled and I moved her toward the table. “I think you need to eat.” She sat down and I joined her. “I have to be at practice in an hour. I figured I could take you home and then you could meet my dad at his house so you can help him get what he needs.”
“Of course,” she said, scooping a forkful of eggs into her mouth. “I just have to go through my morning ritual with Aylee and then I’ll be free.”
I remembered watching her with Aylee. It looked like she was trying to learn how to escape an attacker. “So is that something you want to do or some
thing you feel like you have to do?” I asked. Kristen was a strong woman, but I didn’t want her to feel unsafe. I knew she was only learning how to protect herself in case her ex found her. I would kill the bastard if he ever tried.
Her gaze lowered. “Both, I guess. I’m hoping I don’t have to worry about being found anymore.”
“Are there still people investigating him?” I asked.
Her head lifted and she shrugged. “I think so. I haven’t really heard anything after my death went public.” My phone started to vibrate. Groaning, I got up and looked at the screen; it was my fucking mother…again.
“Fuck, I wish she’d leave me alone.”
“Who?” Kristen asked.
I held up my phone so she could see the name on the screen. “I guess she feels it necessary to tell me every goddamn day that she’s coming into town in a couple of weeks.”
She finished her breakfast and sat back in the chair. “Are you going to see her?”
I scoffed. “Hell no. She’ll probably be with that bastard of a husband of hers. I can’t stand him, and I can’t stomach what she’s become.”
“Is that why you don’t live lavishly like a lot of athletes do?”
Sighing, I glanced around the kitchen and out the window at the lake. I had a nice house, but it was only a quarter of the size my friends lived in. “It’s easy to lose yourself when you have money. Believe me, I’ve wanted to go out and buy the biggest and greatest things. In the end, it doesn’t really matter. I have everything I need.”
Her lips pulled back into a smile. “That’s why everyone respects you. I hate that I judged you so harshly in the beginning. I was wrong.”
I beckoned her over and grabbed her by the waist. “You can make it up to me tonight.”
She shook her head. “I don’t think so,” she said, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Why not?”
“We need to wait until after your games. Brooklyn’s married to a UFC fighter, and his coach always told him to refrain from sex before a fight. It has to do with the amount of testosterone in your system.”
“Fuck that, I’ll be fine.”
I tried to kiss her and she turned away, laughing. “I’m serious, Kellan. I don’t want your team losing because of me. You’ll need to be aggressive.”
Grabbing her ass, I held her to me so she could feel what she did to me. “I have plenty of testosterone, buttercup. You can’t do this to me.”
“I can and I will. But don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you Saturday night.”
She bit her lip and rubbed up against me. She was going to fucking kill me.
—
I dropped Kristen off at her house with the worst raging hard-on ever. I’d never been so worked up by a woman until I met her; I couldn’t get enough of her. And now she had her pussy on lockdown. Once Saturday came around, I was going to show her what having a shit ton of testosterone felt like.
When I got to the rink, Dallas and Braeden were getting out of their cars. “What’s up, fucker?” Dallas shouted.
I grabbed my bag and joined them. “Nothing much, man.”
Dallas and Braeden glanced at each other, and then back to me, their gazes narrowed. “Does something look different about him?” Dallas asked Braeden.
Braeden pursed his lips. “Looks like he got laid.”
They both stared at me and I rolled my eyes. “Seriously, that’s what you want to talk about?”
Dallas’s eyes went side. “Was it her?”
I walked past them toward the door. “That’s none of your business, cocksucker.”
He burst out laughing and caught up to me. “Holy shit, I can’t believe you scored. I thought the girl hated our type.”
“Only yours, my friend.”
“Damn.” Braeden chuckled. “That was harsh.”
I shrugged. “I’m not trying to play her and she knows it. Maybe you two should try doing the same.” I wasn’t a saint, but there was only so much fucking around you could do before it got old.
Dallas snorted. “Not gonna happen yet, brother. I enjoy having a new flavor every night.”
Before we could walk in, my phone rang. I looked at the screen and the anger came barreling back. Braeden placed a hand on my shoulder. “You look like you’re about to kill someone.”
I turned off my phone and shoved it into my bag. “I wish I could. First, it was my mother calling me all morning, and now she’s gotten her husband involved. He does not want to mess with me right now.”
Dallas shook his head. “Damn, K. You got too much drama in your life. Why don’t you just kick his ass again and sever all ties?”
Teeth clenched, I followed them inside to the locker room. “Believe me, I would if I could.”
“Well, cheer up, because after we win Saturday night, I’m having a party. I want you there.”
“Sounds good. All I can say is that I’m ready to hit someone…hard.”
Coach Carlisle came up behind us. “You’ll get your chance tomorrow, son. Now get dressed. It’s time to work.”
Chapter 16
Kristen
“He took you ice skating? That is so cute,” Brooklyn gushed over the phone.
I got into my car and started heading to Graham’s house. Earlier, Aylee and I had done our workout and I took a quick shower. There wasn’t much to do for Kellan’s father, but I wanted to make sure I had plenty of time to help him.
“It was,” I replied into my Bluetooth. “At first I was afraid of the ice. I hadn’t been on it since my mother was alive. But then once I had it to myself, it all came back to me. It felt amazing.”
“I bet. What did you do afterward?”
I cleared my throat. “Well…”
She gasped. “You had sex with him, didn’t you?”
The heat rose to my cheeks. I could still feel his hands all over me. “A couple of times,” I confessed.
“Oh wow, that’s awesome. I’m so glad you’re dating again. And did you say you’re helping his dad today?”
“Yep, I’m on my way to his house now. He and his father look so much alike. He’s dating Maggie. Do you remember her?”
“Yes, of course. Her husband died a couple years ago. She sure does have the best cupcakes in town.”
I was almost to Graham’s house. “That she does. All right, B, I gotta go. I’ll try to give you a call sometime this weekend. I’ll be at Kellan’s hockey games.”
“No worries. Have fun. You totally deserve it.”
I ended the call and pulled into Graham’s driveway. When I got to the door, he was all ready to go. “Hello there, sweetheart.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek.
“Good morning. Do you want me to drive?” We didn’t have many places to go.
“No,” he said with a laugh. “That wouldn’t be polite.” He nodded toward his silver SUV and we hopped in. “I called Maggie and asked her if she wanted to come over tonight. It’s been so long since I’ve dated. I feel like I’ve lost my touch.”
“You’ll do fine. You’re a gentleman and you can cook. Plus, you’re very handsome. I’d say that’s a win-win.”
“Now I can see why my son likes you. You two are a perfect fit. But then again, you’re the only girl he’s ever brought around me.”
I gasped. “Really? That’s shocking. I know he’s been around a lot of women before.”
“Yes, but never ones that mattered.” He looked over at me and smiled. “Now where are we going to first?”
“To the mall.”
He curled his lip and sighed. “And the torture begins.”
—
We went to the mall and a dozen other places after that. The afternoon was coming up fast, and thankfully, we were done. All I had to do was put everything in place once we got back to his house.
“And you think the candles will work?” he asked.
“Oh yes. Women love candlelight. It sets the mood perfectly. You don’t want the overhead light blaring in her eyes.”
/> He nodded. “Good point.”
“Plus, the vanilla and lavender scents are said to heighten sexual potency. You’ll have all the seducing elements right there in your bedroom. Not to mention, we got that new bedspread. It brings a bolder flavor to your room.” Before, he had a simple blue-and-white-striped bedspread, but we got him one that was an elegant shade of gray with pillows in other shades of gray to accent it.
“I hope this works,” he said.
“Trust me, it will. I did this kind of stuff for a living.”
He was about to say something when his phone rang through the radio. His brows furrowed when he looked at the screen. “Do you mind if I answer this? I don’t know who it is.”
I waved him off. “I don’t mind.”
He pressed the button and said, “Hello?”
“Graham, it’s me.”
Graham froze and the tension in the car skyrocketed. It wasn’t Maggie, because I didn’t recognize her voice. Graham huffed, his grip on the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. “What do you want?” he growled.
“I want to talk to my son. He’s ignoring my calls.” Eyes wide, I turned my attention to the window so Graham couldn’t see my face. It was Kellan’s mother.
“I wonder why. Have you gotten your husband to start pestering him, too? You know what happened the last time.” That piqued my interest. What was he talking about?
Kellan’s mother sighed. “Yes, I’m very aware of that. I’m coming into town in a couple of weeks and I want to see him. If it takes sleeping in his yard to see him, then that’s what I’ll do.”
Graham burst out laughing, but there was no humor in it. “We both know you don’t have what it takes to do that. Kellan will see you when he’s ready. Hockey’s coming up, so his time will be limited.”
She snorted in annoyance. “He’s not done with that yet?”
