by C. M. Steele
“You’re like a dream,” she sighs, opening her ocean blue eyes, staring at me with a longing that matches my own.
“Damn, you’re making it so hard to forgo my resolve to wait.”
“Same. Since we agree, I say you take me to bed and show me how to come.”
With a growl, I scoop her in my arms and hurry to our bed. I lazily, patiently peel off her top and jeans, one piece at a time, peppering kisses as I reveal more of her to my eyes.
Her hands come up, grabbing the bottom of my sweater and lifting it off me. “Wow,” she mouths, pressing her hands over my bare chest.
“And we’re just getting started,” I vow, bending low and kissing her soft lips. Our mouths part, and my tongue slides across hers feeling her, tasting her until I pull back for air.
My mouth moves along her jaw, kissing my way down to her chest. I pull the cups down and scrape my teeth over her hardened nipples one at a time. Sucking it between my lips, her body flexes and arches for me.
Chapter 6
Kate
My soul is singing, and body bends to his will as his mouth covers one breast while the other is manipulated by his strong, firm hand. I grab the sheets closing my fists around the material. The way he touches me marks my being. I love the way his hands own me.
“You’re so perfect,” Aiden whispers, returning his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply while his hands slide into my hair. Tugging on the braid. He pulls off and moves his lips down my neck, biting on my skin.
“Are you ready to become mine? Are you ready to come for me?”
I’m so overwhelmed with his ministrations that I can’t speak.
A low rumble leaves that hard chest of his. “Say it.”
I didn’t think I could get any wetter, but I’m wrong. My juicy wetness has soaked through my panties. “Yes,” I utter, managing to get my brain to respond.
“Good girl. Now, it’s time to get you naked and your pussy on my face.”
He growls, planting little kisses over my stomach. Then with a firm grip on my undies, he drags them off my legs. My light blonde hairs are so wet that they’re darker than usual. A moment of embarrassment hits me, but then he drops his head and breathes me in like he’s never smelled anything so wonderful.
“Fuck, I’m going to come from just tasting your sweet pussy,” he groans. His hands grab my thighs, parting them wide as he snuggles his body into the mattress. When he’s perfectly situated, he slides his fingers over my slit and holds my pump, virgin pussy open.
I scream out when his tongue spanks my core. “Oh my God.” I’ve never gotten this far before, and I need more of it. My walls tighten then relax as he pumps one finger in at a time.
“So fucking tight,” he whispers, lapping up my juices before slipping another finger inside. With two, he scissors them, stretching my pussy while strumming my clit with his tongue.
I can’t take it anymore. I shout his name forgetting his niece in the other room, but he rises up and crushes his mouth on mine, silencing my scream.
Something about that only intensifies my orgasm. He pulls back and demands, “Take off your bra. I want to see you completely naked before I claim you and start our little family.” Oh hell, my honey starts flowing right between my thighs.
I watch as he strips off his pants and boxers. Aiden’s cock is so damn massive. My virginal body isn’t sure he’s not going to destroy my womb, but the visual is insane. I want to wrap my hands around it, then see how far I can take him down my throat, but he’s shaking his head at me.
“What?” I ask not so innocently.
“I see where your eyes are, and as much as I’d love to stuff my cock down your throat and fuck it so prettily, I’m already on edge,” he grunts out.
“Then take me now, Aiden,” I demand.
He smiles and climbs on the bed and right between my legs and I’m in a haze of pure lust as he looks at me.
Chapter 7
Aiden
I thrust inside her, claiming her pussy and shredding her innocence. We both freeze as she bites back a cry. I wondered, but I didn’t want to ask because I would be a dick if I did, but damn I feel like a beast now. She’s mine, only mine and I plan to keep her that way forever.
“Breathe, my sweet Kate.” I kiss her softly, deepening it until she begins to relax her vice grip around my cock.
“I’m better.”
“I don’t want you better. I want you ready to come for me,” I roar, pumping slowly into her as she gets used to me. Once she slides her legs over my ass, it’s all over. The beast is unleashed.
When I feel her clench around my shaft, I pull almost completely out, then slide back in. I jut my hips up, pumping into her with a staccato rhythm, teasing and coaxing her to give me her cries of passion.
Sweat builds on our skin as we grind against each other. I stare down at her face, watching the way she absorbs every inch of me. Her eyes close as she takes me, but I need to see the longing, the hunger.
“Open your eyes,” I command, cupping her jaw. “That’s it, sweet Kate. Let me see how bad you want this. You’re going to come for me again, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she breathily moans, clenching her tight cunt around my cock.
“Good. Kate, come for me.” She does as I order and dragging me with her and taking my seed. Fuck, the vision of her pregnant turns me on, and I jet out one more stream of cum into her tight womb.
I fall onto her, but I do my best to carry my weight on my forearms. “Kate, Kate, Kate. I think you broke me.”
“Oh no, did I hurt it?” she exclaims.
I chuckle and pull out of her sweet, tight warmth. “No, I don’t know how I’m going to ever stay away from you long enough to get any work done.”
“That’ll be easy. I have to work too,” she yawns.
“Baby, let’s get cleaned up and some clothes on just in case Bella wakes up.”
“Oh my. I can’t believe I forgot she’s in the other room.” I get out of bed and help her up. Since her clothes are scattered about, I dig out a pair of boxers and an undershirt. I put on a pair of joggers and a t-shirt before she comes out of the bathroom.
“Here. So you don’t have to go digging.”
“Thank you. In all honesty, I want to wash my clothes first before I put them on. It bothers me knowing someone else touched my personal things.”
“Of course, we can start a load first thing in the morning. I don’t want to wake Bella up, or I’d start one now.”
“Thank you, Aiden,” she whispers, kissing my cheek.
“You don’t have to thank me for wanting to make you happy. It’s now become my number one job.”
Once she slips them on, I pull her into my arms and kiss her again. “Let’s get some sleep. I don’t know how early they will come for her.”
“Okay.” We cuddle under the sheets with my arms wrapped around her and her head on my chest. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Kate.”
Chapter 8
Kate
As exhausted as I am, sleep isn’t coming. The steady rise and fall of Aiden’s chest tell me he dozed off. My mind races as I picture all that’s happened in the past twenty-four hours.
It’s late, and Aiden is asleep when I hear light footsteps in the hallway. I wonder if Bella has had a bad dream or needs to use the bathroom. I get up quietly and leave the room. A large man is standing by Bella’s open bedroom door, and I scream.
The man spins around and looks at me completely stunned, drawing his eyes over my body then back to my face. It wasn’t a look of desire or sexual interest, almost like he was confused as hell as if he walked into the wrong condo. Aiden comes running up behind me and slides his hand around my waist and pulls me behind him.
“Shit, it’s just you,” Aiden gasps out.
“Am I missing something?” the big man says.
“Yes, this is my fiancée, Derek,” Aiden replies, but there’s a tension in his voice.
“What? Now, I’
m really missing something.” The man’s brow raises, shaking his head slowly.
“Daddy!” Bella hollers from the doorway jumping into his arms.
Oh. That explains everything.
“It’s late are you staying?” Aiden questions impatience in his words.
“No, your sister is waiting at home for us. She’s going to flip and wish she came to get Bella herself. She’s not going to believe me when I tell her that you had a woman in your bedroom in your clothes.”
“That’s Auntie Kate,” Bella exclaims. “Uncle Aiden says he’s lucky. We watch Harry Potter, eat pizza. Uh oh. I have to go potty.” He sets Bella down, and she rushes down the hall to the nearest bathroom.
“Well, Auntie Kate, I’m Derek Finlay, Bella’s father.” He sticks out his hand, and I reach around Aiden to shake it. “Sorry, I scared you. We have a key and usually stay the night.”
I get why Aiden’s a bit put out. My nipples are so visible through this shirt, and my side boob game is high right now. Although, Derek did his best to keep his eyes on my face or Aiden’s except when Bella entered because he had to bend down to pick her up.
“Daddy, I need your help wiping my butt,” Bella yells from the bathroom door.
“Daddy duties,” Aiden teases.
Derek shakes his head and scoffs, “One day you’ll have to wipe asses too. Looks like it might be sooner than I thought.” He smiles and nods, laughing to himself. I let out a yawn, finally feeling tired. Derek adds, “We’ll see ourselves out. Get some rest.”
“Sure. Bro.” Aiden shakes his hand then leads me back into the bedroom.
As soon as he closes the bedroom door, he locks it. His eyes roam over my body with disapproval. “Fuck, from now on they’re going to have to ring the bell,” he exclaims.
“Relax. Your brother-in-law acted like a gentleman.”
“Yeah, well he loves my sister and doesn’t want her to rip his heart out. Or for me to cut his balls off.”
“Now, maybe we can get some sleep.”
“Yes, I could totally use it.” As soon as I’m nestled up against Aiden, I’m out like a light.
Chapter 9
Aiden
I get up and start a pot of coffee, leaving my beautiful Kate in bed when I spot my house key on top of a note. I’ll knock next time. Congrats on losing your v-card. About time, Bro.
Asshole. I laugh and pocket the key. I owe it to their hectic and unpredictable schedules that we even met. My heart wants to believe that we would have met, but the truth is she would have been going home if it wasn’t for our run-in.
That’s something that I want to look into before she gets up. I head into my office and fire up my laptop. I have connections, and I’m going to use them to my fullest to find these fucks.
Yesterday’s blitzkrieg on Kate had been orchestrated perfectly. They set her up to be robbed in a matter of a few hours, and from what she mentioned, her roommate didn’t have the means to pull it off without help.
A nagging thought entered my mind when she told me about the wannabe fiancé down in Texas. Could he or her parents paid for this to happen?
No, I doubt her parents would do that to her. Maybe my mind is running wild because she’s mine to protect from now until the end of our days and someone tried to leave her broken and homeless.
Twenty minutes and two calls later, I have the name of the renter, and my lawyer is getting me the background check in less than a half-hour. I want a leg up on the matter before the police are called.
“Aiden,” Kate calls out in the hallway. I close my laptop, then walk around my desk and out my office door.
“Baby, I’m over here.”
“Oh,” she gasps. We meet halfway, and I can’t resist wrapping one arm around her waist and dragging her to my body, crushing my lips to hers.
“Morning,” I whisper as I pull my face off of hers.
“Morning. I thought you left.”
“Not going anywhere without you. Besides, it’s Sunday. No work until tomorrow and I already called in.”
“I need to wash some clothes, please. I don’t want to speak to the cops dressed like this.”
“Of course.” I walk her down to the other side of the condo and to the nice size laundry room. “Here it is. I’ll let you deal with your things, but everything you need is here.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I have to get some work done, but I just made a pot of coffee about half an hour ago.”
“Hmm…I’m going to get that first,” she sighs. Her little sounds of pleasure hit me straight in the balls. I want to lift her up onto the washer and fuck every moan, sigh, and cry out of her.
“I need a refill myself,” I gulped out, trying to get myself under control.
Smiling, she heads off to the bedroom with a basket, and I go into my office, adjusting my cock.
I get straight to work because even though I’m working from home and can take my time, I want to spend the day with her instead of working. I need a vacation. And when we get married, I’m taking a long one.
Chapter 10
Kate
After I had a load washed and dried, I dress then call the police. They ask us to come in and file a report.
“Sure. The sooner, the better. Anything for you.”
“Thank you so much, Aiden.” I lift up on my toes and kiss his cheek. I want more, but I don’t know how to go about it. It’s crazy how in the dark I could be unafraid, but in the light, I’m a chicken.
“I think I deserve more,” he growls, pulling me to his body and slamming his mouth down on mine. It’s what I want, and I melt into him, sighing and clutching onto his shirt.
He let’s go, panting. “That’s much better.”
“Yes, it is,” I moan, pressing my hands to his chest.
He takes them in his and lifts them to his mouth, kissing the backs, then he says, “Give me a few. I have a couple of phone calls to make then we can go.”
“Sure. I’ll finish some laundry.” He nods and starts to make his way to his office when I inform him, “I have to go to school Tuesday.”
“Okay. What time?”
“Nine in the morning.”
“Okay, I can drop you off.”
“No that’s fine. I have my bus card at least.”
“Baby, did you hear me? You’ve been through so much already and speaking of, let me give you some money. Don’t argue with me, Kate. I told you we were going to be together. That means I’m here to take care of you.”
“Are you always going to be this frustrating?”
“Probably.”
“Well if you want to be helpful I could use a few bucks for some school supplies since they even stole my school bag.”
“Sure. I have supplies in my office if you need some basics, but we can go pick up the rest.”
“I forgot you’re an accountant. You probably have an entire room full of office supplies.”
“Yes, but at the office. Here I have only a little. Why don’t you finish the next load and come into my office to check out what I have and what you’ll need.”
“Thanks, babe,” I whisper, walking away with a pep in my step. This man makes falling in love with him extremely easy. I want him so much I can barely think straight.
I switch the load, loading the basket with the nice warm clothes, then I find a twenty-dollar bill in the washer. It’s always awesome to find money doing the laundry. It’s like hidden treasures. Since it’s all my clothes, I know it’s my money. As much as Aiden wants to take care of me, I don’t want to feel like a charity case, which is what I totally am.
I stuff it in my pocket and smile at the slight success. It’s amazing how quickly life can turn around. Technically, mine spun so fast I ended up poor and wealthy again within twenty-four hours. Well, I have no idea how much money he has or anything, and really that’s not my business. I’m working and going to school to provide for myself, although something in me thinks he’s going to have somet
hing to say about my job. It’s honest hard work, but it’s just that hard work.
I walk to his office door and knock. “Come in, beautiful.”
“I finished switching the load and folding them.”
“Damn, I’m lucky a lot of my suits go to the dry cleaners. If you look in that large mahogany cabinet, you’ll find office supplies.” My eyes widen because it’s larger than I would have expected. When I open it, it’s stuffed to the gills, neatly of course, with all kinds of pads of paper, pens, pencils, the works.
I grab just one of each and a two-pocket folder with the McAvoy Accounting Firm on the cover. What the hell? I whip my head around and stare, holding the folder up and tapping on it so he can see what I just discovered.
“Sorry, I should have told you before, but you were already feeling out of place. I want you to be comfortable around me.”
“So your family owns the firm?” Maybe he has an uncle or grandfather who started it up.
“No, besides Jules, we don’t have any family in the state. I started it when I turned twenty-one.”
“Twenty-one? How the hell? How old are you?” He doesn’t look much older than me, but I assume he has really great genes.
“Twenty-five,” he confesses.
I gasp and raise one hand, needing some answers. “Wait. Hold up. Are you telling me that you started your company when you were still in college?”
“No, I finished college a little early,” he mutters, pretending to go back to work, but he’s not going to get out of my interrogation that easily.
“College doesn’t really work like that. When did you go to college?”
“When I was sixteen. I’m a bit of a genius, or so they say,” he says with a shrug as if it’s no big deal.
I’m lusting after the sexiest nerd around, and he acts like it’s not important information. “Now, I’m glad you kept that from me. I’m struggling just trying to get my teaching degree, and you’re a Mensa member.”
“Please. You give me too much credit. Enough. Let’s get going and then we can spend the day out.”
