Rock Hard (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Tatum Throne

  “Yes.”

  “Good. Trust me, Wynn. Let me have you.”

  Wynn twined her legs with Kade’s. She wanted him. It was so wrong to cross the line, but she didn’t care. She was going to have him. Their lips brushed, and they kissed passionately. He kissed his way over her neck.

  “Take me, Kade. I want you. I want you now.”

  “I like it when you play hard to get. It turns me on.”

  “Like this?” She squirmed.

  “Yes.”

  He pinned her squirming body in the most erotic way. Her heart beat wildly as his hand came up to caress her neck and lift her chin. She shivered erotically as he held her captive in the most possessive way.

  “I don’t like it when you’re out in the Red alone,” he said.

  “I’m happy alone.”

  “Are you?” he asked.

  He really wanted to know if she was happy. Was she? She was content living her life without boundaries and pushing limits. Squeaky wheels were the ones that always got the attention.

  “Yes.” He looked as though he wanted to challenge her response, but he didn’t want to yet. She didn’t want to think about all the secrets and lies she was keeping. Urgency pushed through her blood, making her want to forget all about the job.

  “Have me, Kade. Now.”

  “I’m not sure if you’re ready for me. Are you ready for me, Wynn?”

  Wynn bit her lip as she thought about it. She shivered as his thumb skimmed her nipple. “Yes.”

  “Good. I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered. “You’re stuck with me until sunrise. It’s too dangerous for me to navigate the cliffs in the dark. Fight me. Pretend you don’t want me. It turns me on.”

  He pinched her nipples, and she moaned before she could stop herself. She pretended to struggle. “I’m not interested in you.”

  He scoffed as though he were hurt by her words, and it had her eyes snapping open wide.

  “You’re really not interested in me?” he asked.

  I am for all the wrong reasons. “I am interested in you.”

  “That’s a good start for us since we seem to be trapped together for the night again. You’re trapped with me. What are you going to do about it?” he challenged.

  She heard the grin in his voice, and she smiled. “Fight you off of me. I have extensive combat training.”

  He chuckled. “Sure you do, sweetheart.”

  She was trapped by the desire coursing wildly through her veins and the man that wanted to do everything imaginable to her body. His cock flexed through his tactical pants across her pussy, stretching the cotton fabric of her shorts. She was working this case in all the wrong ways. When the truth came out, he’d never forgive her. She couldn’t think about that now. Not when he pulled her tank aside and sucked on her nipple.

  “Mm? You like it when you’re taken unaware, don’t you? You want to fight me off, don’t you?”

  Oh, for the love of all things sinfully sweet, she did. She wanted him to wrestle her into submission. It’d always been a fantasy of hers to be taken. No, what she really wanted to do was wrestle him into submission. It’d been so long since any man got close enough to taste what her body had to offer. Her mind raced to catch up with her body, but it was moving in the lowest gear. The dreamy state she was in was slow to fade away. She arched into his wide chest, breaking his connection on her nipple.

  Her core tightened erotically at the possibility of his cock penetrating her before she was completely ready. She wanted him to take her.

  He kissed his way down her neck, licking the erogenous spot just below her ear. His lips pressed against her ear, and the long, thick edge of his cock pressed between her legs. Her pussy fluttered when the tip of his cock head rolled over her clit.

  “It’s not safe for a woman to be out in the Red alone. Anyone could break through the flimsy lock on your tent and take advantage of you.”

  “I know.”

  His hand slid down her belly and dipped between her thighs, and he hooked his thumb on the band of her shorts as he went.

  “You purposely take risks.”

  His fingers skimmed over her pussy and flicked over her clitoris. Her hips jerked up in response. “I do.”

  “You have a problem with authority, don’t you? You don’t like anyone telling you can’t have or do something.”

  How did he know so much about her? Desire raced down her spine. Things were moving faster than she imagined they would the first time. She had no control over what was happening at all, and she liked that. Kade pulled her shorts down over her ass and off her legs in one quick swoop. Her panties were wet and molded against her mound. Sex was going to happen between them. Kade was doing everything in his power to make sure it did. She’d never been so relentlessly pursued so quickly.

  “I know you want me,” he said.

  “Kade...I don’t know you. We can’t do this...not without condoms.”

  “Don’t worry, babe. I brought enough to keep us busy for a long time.”

  She moaned, biting her lip. “That’s good.”

  He chuckled as his fingers slid under the crotch of her wet panties. He rubbed his knuckles over her pussy, and her body wet more. “I know you want me. Your pussy is ready.”

  Kade held his fingers up between them so that she could see how wet her body was for him. Moonlight reflected golden, glistening fingers. Their eyes held as he leaned forward and licked the wetness from his two fingers with his tongue and lips.

  Her body responded with a hard need she couldn’t define or deny herself. She felt like a bug caught in an elaborate spider web. His gaze turned serious.

  “I’ve crawled into your tent and started sexing you without permission. You don’t know me...do you still want me?”

  “Oh, yes.” Erotic heat poured through her body. She’d never role-played with anyone before, and she was quickly finding out that she liked it.

  “Fight me off, baby.”

  She squirmed, and he responded with an erotic groan. “Yes. Fight me off of you. I want to feel you fighting me for what your body needs.”

  “Oh, Kade, I need you...I need this.”

  His mouth lowered to her panties as his thumbs twisted into the fabric around her hips. Wynn reached down and grabbed her panties to keep him from ripping them off her ass.

  “Nice.”

  He fought her for them in a quick game of tug-of-war that she wanted to lose. Kade yanked them down her hips to her knees. His body stalked up her legs, and she kicked back, hitting her shoulders against the back of the tent. Kade’s mouth connected with her pussy, and she bowed off the sleeping bag. Heat seared through her pussy as his tongue licked out into her core and slithered up over her clit. His tongue rubbed ruthlessly.

  Kade ripped her panties off and rolled her hips up so that her legs were bent, and her pussy was wide open to his hot licks.

  His tongue swirled around her clitoris, sucking the nub between his lips.

  “Oh...fuck.”

  He pulled away. “You’re not fighting me, baby. I think you want it willingly.”

  She did want it anyway he’d give it to her.

  She tried to push his head away from her pussy, but she couldn’t. Kade was stronger and more athletic than she ever was, and that turned her on something fierce. Kade was solid in a way that made him impossible to move within the cramped tent. His hungry mouth came back down to her pussy, licking his way inside. His big hands came around her ass and gave it a firm squeeze. Wynn couldn’t fight the need to buck her hips and lose herself in the feel of his rough tongue. He kept her balanced on the edge of the cliff, changing his tempo so she couldn’t orgasm.

  “Kade...I need you,” she groaned.

  “I know. Come on, baby. You’re getting licked off against your will.”

  She was getting licked off, but she was no longer pretending that it was against her will. It was then she realized how much she’d always wanted him. She spent weeks learning about his backgr
ound. It was nothing compared to the living, breathing, exotic man.

  Kade may have taken the lead the moment he slipped his hard body inside her tent, but she’d invited him in the moment she made the phone call, baiting him to find her. She wanted him there. His hands traveled up the front of her cotton tank and ripped it down the front. Her breasts bounced free, and he grabbed them, rolling her nipples between his fingers. She was so close to popping off. Wynn reached for the button fly of his pants, but he stopped her advance.

  “Not so fast. I get to say when,” he said.

  “Take them off,” she pleaded.

  “You want my cock deep inside you, don’t you?”

  “Kade...don’t tease me.”

  Wynn couldn’t hide the desperation from her voice or the vulnerability. Kade pinned both of her wrists above her head and went for the flimsy ties on the inside of the corner tent pole. He tied her wrists above her head. Out of reflex, Wynn jerked her arms, shaking the tent hard.

  He sat up, pulling his FS T-shirt over his head in one move.

  Beams of moonlight moved across his face and chest. Dark-black hair was spread short over his pecks, as though he trimmed it short. A hard six-pack traveled over his abdomen, and a thin line of hair went from his navel down below the waist of his pants. Kade unsnapped the top button of his pants, and Wynn sucked in a harsh breath. Kade stripped out of his pants and boxers. She groaned as his thick, heavy cock snapped from his pants, hitting her in the upper part of her thigh. Wetness from his pre-cum left a wet spot on her thigh.

  Her eyes were open as she watched him prowl over her, kissing, licking, and nipping with his teeth. She lifted her foot, pressing it against his chest to stop his advance. His hand stroked her thigh lazily, and his gaze took on a heavy-lidded, seductive desire. He kissed the inside of her foot, making her giggle. Her gaze traveled down to look at his throbbing, swollen, red cock that hung heavily at his hips. He flexed it up, giving her a full view of his thick, corded muscle that promised hours of pleasure. Her eyes widened as she watched him muscle it up and down, making his balls flex tight against the base.

  “I know you want me, Wynn. You’re going to let me have you.”

  She arched a brow, feeling as though she were the one in control of what happened next, even though she knew she wasn’t. Wynn dug her toes into his peck. “What if I refuse?”

  He chuckled. “I guess I’ll have to take what I want from you. You are tied up for my pleasure.”

  She smiled. “I could get away if I wanted.”

  “Could you really?” he asked quietly.

  Was it for his pleasure? The lines were blurred, and she wasn’t sure which side she was on. Every move Kade made was to intensify her pleasure, and she was completely aroused. She felt maneuvered and cornered in all the right ways. He could read what she wanted, and he executed it perfectly. It was as though he were reading her mind.

  A ripping sound echoed within the darkness. Wynn knew it was the ripping of a foil condom wrapper.

  She groaned deep within the back of her throat as he pushed her leg easily aside and came to set up camp between her legs. She sucked in a hissing breath as his searing cock connected with her flesh. His pole edged between her pussy lips, spreading them wide. He pushed in slow and pulled out, wetting the tip of him.

  He kissed his way over her shoulder, licking his way up her neck. “Kade, you’re so...big.”

  “I know. I won’t hurt you. I promise.”

  Too late. She was hurting from the need to release. He pressed in fast, not stopping until his sex was buried deep within her pussy. He held her tight, flexing his cock and holding her close, holding her as though she was someone special to him. The thought of her being his lover made her orgasm hit hard and fast, taking them both by surprise. Kade lost control, thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy in primal need. He lifted her hips up off the sleeping bag and held her tight as she bucked wildly on his throbbing cock. He rode her until she was coming down the other side. He pulled out, and she heard the swish of the condom coming off. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked.

  Kade barked out an animal cry of release as he started to come. He stroked his glistening cock over her belly, shooting thick vines over her skin. Their gazes locked within the moonlight. He looked upset.

  “I’ve never had problems like this before.”

  “What?” she asked, confused.

  “I’ve never lost control like this.”

  She had this ridiculous need to soothe his ego. She reached out with both hands and tilted his lips to her own. She kissed him passionately. “I like it when you lose control on me.”

  Wynn scooted over as he lay down beside her. His hand explored the curves of her body in a slow, lazy motion. She could sense him drifting off to sleep, and she soon followed.

  It was much later when Kade pulled her close and nibbled on the curve of her ear. “I have to go. I have to get into work.”

  She snuggled closer to Kade, not opening her eyes. “What time is it?” she asked.

  “It’s almost dawn. Go back to sleep.”

  “I thought you said a woman alone wasn’t safe in the Red.”

  “I suppose I was wrong about that.”

  Wynn was so tired she couldn’t keep her eyes open. She listened to Kade dress and unzip the tent. She was fast asleep by the time he zipped her back in.

  Two hours later, Wynn woke to the sound of birds singing. Her body ached in all the right places. She sat up and looked around her tent and frowned. Something was missing, and it just wasn’t Kade. She grabbed for her backpack and searched it fast. Her climbing shoes were gone.

  No shoes. Where the hell were they? They’d been clipped to the side of her backpack. It was then that it hit her. Kade didn’t want her to climb alone. She couldn’t climb without them. He knew that. If she kept up the ruse, she’d have to go after him for them.

  She grinned at the turn of events. That son of a bitch wanted to see her again.

  Chapter Seven

  Kade often lived in his office at the station. As the agent in charge, he worked about fifty hours a week, more if there were climbing or hiking accidents in the Red.

  Kade wondered all morning if Wynn was going to come after her climbing shoes. He suspected she would. The field office was quiet as he pushed papers around his desk, trying to keep busy despite the thought of Wynn naked just hours before.

  There were things he needed to get done at his house, so he started to make a list of all the renovations and things to buy. That only lasted so long before he remembered that Kendra’s birthday was coming up, and he needed to buy her something special like a necklace. He’d have to go into Lexington to do that. There was nothing in or near the Red that would be special enough.

  Kade tapped his pencil and then tossed it onto his desk.

  His sushi sat untouched on his desk. He’d made the salmon sushi last night and packed it up for lunch this morning. He ate out of need, rather than hunger. Wynn was a distraction on all fronts today. That wouldn’t be good if he was out in the field.

  There was something bothering him about Wynn that he couldn’t quite place. It was her personality. There was intelligence and strength in her eyes that warred with her small stature and fear over storms. She was complex and complicated in a way that made him want to know everything about her. Wynn managed to get under his skin in the worst possible way.

  Kade was certain that he wouldn’t be able to let her go until he knew everything about her, from her favorite color, to what she loved to eat, to which side of the bed she preferred to sleep on. He had to know all of it.

  Something was still bothering him.

  Maybe it was the fact that most didn’t camp and climb in the Red alone. It just wasn’t safe. Maybe it was the fact that he couldn’t find any listings for her off Mountain Parkway. He was being nosy, but hell, he wanted to know more about her, like where she lived, for starters.

  He was starting to think she wasn’t
local. That put a hitch in his chest that felt too much like a chronic case of indigestion. Kade picked up the baseball on his desk he caught when he’d gone with Kendra to a game in San Francisco. He worried the beat-up leather in his hands. Kade stared at his laptop and brought the Internet alive. He went to do a search. He was about to type in her name when there was a knock on his open door.

  Kade looked up to see one of his off duty dispatch officers. She was sporting a new bruise on her cheek. Bruises were an issue with the husband who drank. Ann’s dark, curly hair swayed forward to cover her cheeks.

  “Got a minute?” Ann asked.

  “Sure.” Kade closed the door as she sat down in the chair across from his desk. She fidgeted nervously and wouldn’t meet his gaze head-on. She stared at the pictures of his family on the shelf behind his chair. “What’s up?”

  “I need a place to stay for a while. Somewhere he won’t find me.”

  “I know the perfect place. Are you packed?” he asked and prayed to the universe that she was.

  “Yeah...I’ve filed for divorce, too. He’s angry.”

  Kade felt his jaw clench tight. The most dangerous time for a woman was when she was leaving. They had to do this right to keep her safe. “You remember my sister, Kendra?”

  “The one who’s blind?”

  “That’s the one. She lives across town. It’s secluded. I set her up with state–of-the-art security after her accident. He won’t be able to find you there.”

  “I couldn’t impose.”

  “You won’t be, and we both know it’s temporary until things settle down,” Kade said.

  “I’d want to pay her.”

  Kade softened his eyes because he knew she was on the emotional edge. Right then, he was thankful that they had cameras all over the building, and all the entrances were locked. No one got in or out without going through security. “You can work that out with Kendra.”

  “Thanks, Kade...I...”

  “Don’t even worry about it. I just want you to be safe. I’ll give Kendra a call and work out the details.”

  “Okay.” She left the door open when she walked out.