by Anthology
It took me a minute to fully understand what he meant, but that was soon obvious when I brushed against his groin. “Oh.”
He chuckled, a blush coating his cheeks. “Let’s get up.” His hands gripped my hips as he put me from him.
My eyes had a mind of their own and wandered to the large bulge behind his zipper. As my blush coated my cheeks, I quickly turned away and got to my feet.
Jesse followed.
“What in hell,” he snaked his arm around my middle, pulling me back into his chest, “were you doing up that ladder with a hammer?”
“The noise was giving me a headache.”
He cursed under his breath. “You could have really hurt yourself.”
“I wouldn’t have fallen off the ladders if you hadn’t scared me.” I glanced at Jesse and frowned. “What did Dale mean about being more forceful?”
He groaned and stood with his hands on his hips, drawing my gaze back to the tight stretch of fabric over his erection. He glanced over his shoulder and then quickly caught my wrist in his hand, and pulled me into the utility room. The door slammed behind us.
He backed me into the wall and pressed his hands to either side of my head. “He has had enough of me craving you, Kat. He’s had enough of me doing nothing to let you know how much you are inside of my head. I’ve been teasing you, flirting with you, but I need to know if what I feel is one sided. I need to know if you think about me as much as I think about you. I need to know if you lie in bed naked and think about me. I need to know, Kat.”
“You make my head spin, my heart pound, and…and, the pulse between my legs throb.”
He growled as he grabbed me up in his arms, his lips covering mine in a kiss so strong and powerful, I never thought he’d let me go.
I whimpered and climbed up his body, wrapping around him so that there wasn’t room for anything.
He kissed down my jaw and neck. “I want you,” he whispered, moving back to my mouth. His kisses were wet and deep, and I felt the need in him down to my soul.
“I want you too,” I finally confessed, unable to control the rubbing of my lower body against his solid one. “Jesse,” I gripped at his shoulders needing more pressure.
“Kat,” he groaned in return. “You’re killing me.” His large hands grabbed hold of my bottom and tilted me toward him as he hauled me further up the wall. “Get off on me.” He panted. “I want to watch you come.”
Embarrassed, I held his heated eyes. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Don’t be shy with me. I want all of you Kat, and if Dale wasn’t waiting out in the car, I’d have us both naked and my cock inside your soaked pussy.”
I groaned and threw my head back, my whole body aching to have Jesse fulfill the growing need.
“Come for me Kat. Don’t hold back.” His fingers slipped between us and then he was there in my panties. “So wet and warm.” He groaned. “You need to come.”
I slipped my fingers into the top of his shirt, but there was no real access, so I quickly tugged the shirt from his pants. My fingers reached inside to his hard nipples and I pinched and rolled them while he fingered me. The head of his cock throbbed against my clit.
I wasn’t going to come alone. I couldn’t and wouldn’t. So briefly closing my eyes, I snapped them open and teased, “I’m imagining your thick penis sliding in and out of me with the plum shaped head dripping with cum…Oh! Oh Jesse…don’t stop…”
My body convulsed in climax, the wet noise of his fingers moving in me the only sound in the room, until Jesse grunted as he thrust hard.
It took minutes for me to be able to breath again and when I did the sight before me was almost embarrassing. I was sick of being the shy woman, afraid of going after what she wanted. Jesse had now given me the confidence to be who I wanted to be with him. I was certainly not going to throw that away.
I offered him a shy smile and followed his gaze lower, to the large wet spot on his pants. My blush deepened.
Jesse laughed. “I think it’s more from me than you,” he admitted.
“What?”
“I was struggling to stay loaded, but then when you started talking about sliding on my penis and dripping cum, I lost it.”
“Oh!” I wiggled out of his hold. “You need cleaning then?” I raised a brow.
He gave me a stunned look before he quickly moved away. “If you really touch me there, I won’t be going anywhere soon, and I’m working.” He closed his eyes before meeting my gaze again. “I’ll clean up.”
I nodded and wouldn’t meet his gaze.
My face captured between his large hands, he whispered, “This is only the beginning, Kat. Don’t hide from me now.” He quickly kissed my lips but hovered. His expression told me how much he wanted to stay. “I’ll catch up with you tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
He winked and disappeared.
My hands immediately covered my heated face at what I’d just done with the Sheriff no less. A giggle I couldn’t keep in burst out of my mouth, followed by another one.
Jesse Morales wanted me! I felt like a teenager again.
Chapter Four
Jesse
Thinking about yesterday with Kat instead of finishing up some reports, I suddenly glanced up and found Dale leaning in the open doorway with a smile on his face. “Thought you’d want to know. She’s just pulled up around the side of the Bistro.” He looked out of the window and laughed.
It was music to my ears so I jumped up and walked out, ignoring everyone who wanted my attention. I had a mission. With determination in my step, I spotted her car…and Kat was still inside.
I moved along side and, to her surprise, I opened her door, leaned in and grinned. My mouth watered at the sight of her in the knitted sweater dress that fit her curves. Her eyes met mine and the blush coating her cheeks gave me hope. She licked her lips and swiveled to climb out, giving me a glimpse of her smooth thighs, her feet in a pair of knee high boots.
“You’re looking good,” I commented.
Kat’s blush deepened and, I wasn’t going to lie, my gaze dropped to her nipples, which were hard as pebbles while a noticeable shiver ran through her. I blinked to make the image disappear, but no such luck. They were like homing beacons, and weren’t the only thing pulsing with arousal.
Swallowing hard, I cleared my throat and held my hand out. “Let me help you.”
She slipped her hand into mine and, the minute our skin touched, I felt a shock of desire shoot up my arm. It made its way to my cock, which jerked, so damn eager to be buried in Kat’s softness.
Her dress slipped further up her thighs when she slipped from the car, so I briefly snapped my lids closed to hide them from view. Groaning, I took a heavy breath and met Kat’s shocked blue eyes. I was afraid to move because, if I did, our connection would be broken. Her hand felt right in mine and, even though it was cold as hell outside, I didn’t feel it. My blood was heated and, from the deep blush on Kat’s face, I’d say she was just as warm.
I cleared my throat, and asked, “Do you have everything?”
She turned back to the car, and tried to pull her hand free but I held tight. “I’ll get it.” I leaned inside the car, brushing against her, and grabbed the purse from the passenger seat.
When I straightened, we were so close a knife wouldn’t have gotten between us, and all I could do was close my eyes and inhale the delicious woman. Her fragrance was heavenly and it was so Kat. It fit her.
“Jesse?” she mumbled, her voice strained, thick with arousal.
What was I doing?
I snapped my eyes open, and admitted, “You smell so good. I don’t want to move.” My heart pounded and my body warmed with the smoldering look reflected back at me. “Any closer and I’ll be inside you.” I groaned.
She tried to pull free, but I couldn’t force my hands to release her.
“I need to get inside,” she whispered, becoming flustered the longer I touched her.
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sp; “I know.” I said with regret, and added, “I need to get inside…badly.” The look I gave her said exactly what I wanted to get inside of, and it wasn’t the Bistro.
“I…Jesse?” She appeared close to tears so I quickly shoved my desire away. Taking a deep breath, I backed down with the heaviness I’d come on to her with and started to walk her to the Bistro. “I’m sorry, Kat. I want you and, when I’m this close, I can’t think. Yesterday has only made me eager for more of you. All of you.”
No sooner had she taken two steps than her feet went from under her. She squeaked and threw herself into my arms—not that I was complaining. Reaching out, I hauled her against my chest, steadying us both. Her soft curves pressed against my hardness and I couldn’t think…my heart was pounding. She’d probably be feeling more of me than she ever bargained for, and while I was embarrassed, she laughed, and joked, “That’s a big gun you carry, Sheriff.”
I grinned and admitted, “My guns on my hip,” I smirked, “not between my legs.”
Her mortification was good and well underway. Her cheeks heated and she put some much-needed space between us.
Unfortunately, her eyes zeroed in on the bulge she’d been pressed up against. I growled, hands on my hips while I loomed over her. “Kat…you’re not helping.”
“I’m old,” she blurted out, much to my, and her, surprise, if I guessed. “I mean…oh, God. I’m still old. I was old yesterday,” she mumbled, glaring up at me because I couldn’t wipe the grin from my face.
“You are beautiful.”
Smiling, she shook her head and rushed out with, “Have dinner with me.”
I blinked and laughed. “Yes, although you beat me to the invitation by mere seconds.” I quickly pulled her against me. “Seriously though, I really want to get to know you, and until yesterday, I had no idea how to ask you.” I shrugged. “I thought you’d turn me down.”
“Why would you think that?” she asked, taking a step away.
“You always seemed to keep to yourself, so I thought you had little or no interest in me.” I narrowed my gaze. “I certainly don’t think that after you came on me.”
She looked surprised and a bit embarrassed. “You’ve taken up a great deal of time in my imagination.” She laughed.
“Imagination, huh? If you want to tell me what kind of thoughts have been passing through that gorgeous head of yours, I wouldn’t object.”
“I bet.” She snorted, and eyed me. “You may get them out of me before too long…wouldn’t take much.”
Delighted, I smirked. “I’ll remember that.”
“Are you going to let me enter the Bistro, Sheriff?” Kat pointed to the door I stood in front of.
“As long as you have dinner with me this evening, at my place…and as long as you wear those sexy high heels you’re fond of, then yes, I’ll let you go and meet Beth and Tasha.”
She swallowed in nervous anticipation. “I can do that.”
I moved out of the way, waited until I could slide my arms around her midriff and pulled her back against my chest. “I’ve wanted you since the first time my eyes landed on you, so be prepared,” I moved so close that she’d be able to feel the throb of my erection, “to spend the night…and lots of nights with me. I’m playing for keeps Kat.”
She groaned. “Yesterday was the first time in three years that I’ve been touched…I want you to touch me,” she whispered before turning her head and meeting my gaze. “I don’t know what else to say.”
“Say nothing, and be there tonight.” I kissed her on the tip of her nose, patted her on the ass, as I opened the door for her.
She looked bemused as I watched her join her two friends.
I turned around and headed back to the sheriff’s office unable to wipe the grin from my face and wondered how I’d become interested in Kat to the point that I couldn’t think about anyone else. I couldn’t come up with any one thing—lots of different things about her had attracted me. The first had been her looks, the second the shyness I’d thought she suffered with. Her dark brown hair gave me fantasies, her red lips made my body crave their attention. Her body was made for me—the slim, curvy figure, and tits that were begging for my mouth.
Every time our paths had crossed, Kat had smiled shyly at me, and I’d enjoyed coaxing some conversation out of her. Every time we talked, she’d seemed happier when we’d part company and her eyes had begun to fill with an excited light whenever she’d see me. It had become my mission to see that light in her and, slowly, she’d really gotten under my skin. And it wasn’t just her looks. She was amazing, loving, intelligent and her laughter lightened my heart while it sent heat through my body.
I’d fallen in love with her. Until yesterday, I’d wondered whether I’d fallen in love with the idea of her, of the woman who needed saving...one I wanted to save. But the minute I’d touched her, I’d known that she held my heart in the palm of her hand.
At one time, I’d have run the minute I thought I had deep feelings for someone but, with Kat, I wanted to run closer. I wanted to wrap her in my arms and keep her there forever.
Chapter Five
Kat
“Beth, I’m really not sure about this,” I complained, biting my lip while I eyed the sexy lingerie she held. “We’re having dinner.”
“You really think you’ll make it to dinner?” Beth laughed. “You’ll be lucky to get through the door before he’s on you.”
My belly fluttered with nerves. “I think I like the idea that he wants me.”
“You really need to open your eyes. I’ve been telling you for months that he wants you, but, of course, you got hung up on the age difference and wouldn’t listen but you need to right now. He. Wants. You...Badly. And you are going to be fucked the minute he gets his hands on you.” She finished and smirked. “I know these things.”
Tossing the flimsy garment at me, Beth batted her eyes and then smirked as she left the room.
Inhaling, I picked up the pale grey babydoll, letting the silky fabric run between my fingers. Jesse had warned me that I’d be staying over, and I didn’t have a problem with that, although I was nervous. I’d only ever known one man in the way that Jesse wanted to know me. It had been awkward that first time with Mike—it had always been awkward—and I wasn’t as skinny as I once was. What would Jesse think of the forty-four year old body once he got me naked?
I needed to shake off my lack of confidence and go for it. I believed he wanted me, and I certainly wanted him in a way I hadn’t wanted anyone before.
“I can do this!” I snapped, determined to take what I wanted so badly from Jesse. I just hoped he didn’t break my heart because I feared he’d already worked his way into it.
My heart pounded at the thought of having my hands on the sexy man. I jumped up and headed into the bathroom, tossing the silky garment onto the hook on the wall.
The stream of warm water cascading over me caused my body to pulse with desire. As I coated my hands with shower gel, I imagined the touch on my torso was Jesse’s. That it was his larger hands cupping my breasts, his thumbs rubbing my nipples, making them tight buds. The hands moved lower, and lower, and when fingers swept between my thighs, I gasped, snapping back to reality. I moaned and sagged against the wall behind me, my body desperate to be fulfilled.
***
The nerves in my belly fluttered, and I prayed they wouldn’t let me chicken out. Jesse had been all I’d been able to think about for months now. And he’d been all I’d thought about while I showered, which left me more frustrated than ever before.
My body ached and pulsed to have Jesse’s huge penis inside of me, filling me to bursting. The thick slide against my swollen walls as he stoked the fire within me would feel so good.
As I walked to his front door my arousal became unbearable. Each unsteady step made my core throb and my thighs sticky. My breaths came out heavy, and I felt giddy with excited anticipation. Jesse would take one look at me and wonder what the hell had gotten into me, because
there was no way I could hide what I was feeling.
The door opened before I could knock and there stood Jesse. My heart fluttered at the sight of him. His chest was bare and the only thing keeping his lower half covered was a pair of sweatpants. My mouth felt dry as sandpaper while his warm eyes caressed over my body as I stepped into his house.
“It was so difficult to sit through lunch while my friends threw questions at me. All I wanted to do was leave and find you,” I admitted, while slowly unbuttoning my dress. “Tonight, I showered and imagined it was your hands on me.” I let the dress fall to the floor.
Jesse inhaled sharply and groaned as his eyes took me in before they moved back up and held my gaze. “You touched yourself in the shower?”
I gave him a teasing smile and trailed my eyes down his perfect chest, toned abs, and, eventually to his defined ‘V’ that led to heaven. My eyes widened in surprise when I eyed his arousal as it punched out in front of his sweats. I licked my dry lips and met his gaze.
“Yes, I touched myself,” I breathed heavily. “But I didn’t want to finish unless you were inside of me.”
His eyes flared with heat. “Fuck dinner.” Jesse shoved his sweats down to his feet, and stepped out of them.
Before he could make another move, I dropped to my knees. It might have been a very long time since I’d had sex, but I knew how to do this, even if I’d never done it to my ex. Jesse was different though. I craved him...craved his flesh in my body...in my mouth. I craved being down and dirty with him. Just the thought of Jesse had unleashed someone I really didn’t know, but, instead of living with regret, I wanted to learn who that someone was.
I wrapped my fingers around the steely length of his throbbing flesh and smiled when I felt him tremble. He was so hard, and wet on the tip that the throb between my legs matched his.
“What are…oh…oh, fuck!”
I smiled around the head of his penis, and heard his breath hitch when my tongue swirled around the bulging head of his hard flesh. The tip pearled with precum, and I licked my way as far as I could go down his shaft—he grunted.
