Cait turned in his arms and kissed him. He’d been more than patient with her as she made him show her all around his massive beach house. Lastly, they’d visited his bedroom and she’d had had to go out on that balcony to catch a whiff of the salty air, reminding her of home. When she saw the way the moon had converged with the ocean, she had to take a moment to look at the majesty of it all.
But when she turned to look at Phoenix, she knew he too was a work of art by nature. Tall, almost elegant, if a man could be called that, Phoenix was more than she’d ever dreamt of. He was masculine to a T and more gorgeous than any man she’d ever seen.
And he loved her!
Her heart raced as she began to think about what they were about to do. She’d wanted the man since she first laid eyes on him. She was sure he’d wanted her too. With the lies behind them, nothing stood between them but their clothes.
In the cool night’s breeze, he pulled her dress up over her head, leaving her in a white bra and panty set. She’d ditched her flats when they’d come into the house. There was such a grand feel to what she referred to as a mansion; she wouldn’t dare keep shoes on and mess up any of the expensive looking floors.
Phoenix stepped back, taking Cait in as the moon’s light bathed her in gray shadows. The hollows of her cheeks pulled in the blackness, and the high ridges of them glowed like mother of pearl. She was stunning, and she loved him.
When she gestured for him to take his shirt off, he did so as Cait marveled at how his body was muscled. Taut lines ran through his stomach, separating each muscle. His arms looked like those of a monster, they were so well defined and hugely muscled.
Cait’s mouth began to water as he dropped his jeans, revealing a lack of underwear and getting right to the good part. His enormous erection nearly called out to her to take it into her mouth.
Without any hesitation, Cait went to him, kissing his mouth, then moving down until she was on her knees, worshipping at the altar that was her man. He took her by the shoulders as she took his cock into her hands. Soft strokes started the process of sizing up what she would attempt to take all in.
She looked up at him. “You’re massive, Phoenix.”
“You don’t have to do this,” he told her.
With a slight laugh, she said, “Oh, but I so want to.” She kissed just the tip of the perfect part of the man. His grip on her shoulders tightened as she kissed all the way down the long shaft.
Phoenix watched how the moonlight caught certain strands of her auburn hair that were golden. They shimmered as she ran her lips back up the length of him then took him into her mouth. He wanted to watch, but his eyes closed involuntarily as he groaned with how awesome it felt.
Her mouth was hot and pliable as she sheathed her teeth with her lips. Long and slow strokes made him ache for her to speed up. Cait ran her hands around him, grabbing his ass; she held him still then sped up, deep throating him and loving the noises he was making. Over and over, she ran her mouth up and down his shaft until he was holding her shoulders so tight, they were becoming numb, and he shouted, “Fuck, you’re fantastic!” Then she drank down what shot out.
Typically, his legs would’ve gone weak with the ejaculation, but he was pumped and still highly aroused. Picking Cait, up, he held her like a baby, carrying her into his bedroom. Their breaths mixed as they panted and looked at one another.
When he laid her down on his bed, he stripped away her bra and panties, then looked at her beautiful body as she was spread out on his bed. He couldn’t believe he’d found someone so right for him. Cait was gorgeous, willing, and wanting, while maintaining her independent way of thinking and acting. She was the complete package. He’d never known anyone like her.
He moved his body over hers, hovering for a moment before he eased his hard cock into her hot, wet opening. Cait sighed as she felt the emptiness inside of her fill with the man. He was inside of her in more ways than one. Phoenix was in her heart as much as he was in her body.
Holding his face between her palms, she pulled him to kiss her. Their tongues mingled as he moved his body over hers, his tight stomach rippling with every movement. She’d been positive she and he would have something unlike anyone she’d ever been with, and she’d been right.
The way their bodies moved with one another was like an erotic dance. He ebbed, and she flowed. Every touch brought out sensations neither had felt before. It was magical and other worldly how they made each other feel.
Softly, he eased their kiss. Then Phoenix kissed a path over her shoulder before he bit it gently and held her as he moved faster, harder, more fevered as his body needed more. His inner core wanted Cait to know she was his and only his. He plunged into her, dominating her in a way that silently let her know no other would ever be allowed to touch her in such a way again.
Using not one word, Phoenix conveyed his need for her while showing her he’d not be allowing any other man to have what she knew he was already considering his.
Cait was all right with that. She didn’t want to have to worry about another getting to the man she considered hers. She allowed him to take her with a hard conviction. She could’ve stopped him if she’d wanted, but she wanted him to know that she was allowing this to happen. She wanted it to happen.
His cock was branding her with his hard thrusts. His eyes bored into hers as if daring her to tell him a thing. Most would’ve been intimidated and shouted for him to stop. Cait wasn’t afraid, she was mesmerized by the sheer power he exuded. The man was positively animal, with a river of humanity running through his ancient soul. Phoenix was wild at heart and soft spoken on the outside. Only Cait would get to see this raw part of the man.
And she was gloriously happy about that fact. She arched up to him in complete surrender as she whispered, “I am yours, Phoenix.”
No smile curled his lips as his eyes pierced her soul and his words came out like the tongue of a serpent, “You are mine, and I will kill for you.”
Cait thought most women would hate to hear such a thing, but she loved it. And she soothed the beast he’d become as she said, “And I’d die for you, my sweet man.” She ran her hands over his flushed cheeks.
With her words, Phoenix’s eyes went soft in an instant. He felt the love in her voice. She wasn’t lying to him. Cait loved him, and she loved the intense way he could be at times. He’d never felt such an urge to dominate a female. But he wasn’t lying when he said he’d kill for her, and he felt the truth in her words as well.
With a soft kiss to her forehead, he whispered, “I’d die for you too, Caity-cat.”
His moves turned to loving and easy strokes. He caressed her cheek with one hand as he held his weight off her with the other. She pulled at him to let his weight fall on her body. Cait yearned to feel all of him.
She was strong; Phoenix was sure of that. She was strong enough to take him, and she was strong enough to make him into the man he knew he could be. The life he’d known would be far behind him, of that he was sure.
Cait had taken him into her heart and soul, a place he wanted to reside in forever.
Chapter 37
The smell of roses wafted past Kel’s nose when she opened the yellow draperies that hung in the bedroom she chose for the night, exposing an open window. A lovely, candlelit dinner of steaks and steak frites had filled the evening at a local restaurant. Then Ethan had had the driver bring them home and had asked Kel if she’d like to spend the night with him.
Kel had told him no. She didn’t want to feel forced to have sex with the man. No matter how honest they’d finally been with one another, the fact still stood that Ethan knew how to lie better than most. And that made her afraid of the man.
Not to mention the fact that she felt so much for him. The fact that his touch filled her with frantic butterflies that were electrically charged. The fact that his kiss filled her in such a way that the planet seemed to disappear. Ethan was a man she should fear. Her heart was too fragile for a man like he was.
May I come in and give you a good night kiss, love?
Kel hesitated before answering him. His kisses were magical. One good night kiss might not suffice. Her fingers lingered over the screen’s keyboard. Hovering over the letter n, she thought about how nice he’d been that night at dinner. How romantic he could be when he put his mind to it.
Even hiring actors to play some crazy relatives was filled with forethought. Her fiancé hadn’t given much thought to anything he’d ever done for her. Presents were the usual and expected things. Flowers on Valentine’s Day; a piece of not-so-expensive jewelry would come on Christmas and her birthday. No trips of any kind were ever planned by her ex.
Kel had a man within her grasp who could put significant thought into things that concerned her. Sure, everything up to that point had been to win a bet, but Ethan had it in himself to think deeply about her and make plans that were out of this world.
A soft knock came to the door. “Kel, can I please come in? Just for a second.”
She put her phone down. Ethan wasn’t going to wait for her answer. “It’s not locked, Ethan.”
The door opened and in came the tall, well-built Scot. His auburn hair was a mess of waves that flowed to his broad shoulders. It looked as if he’d run his hands through his hair numerous times. Kel saw the worry on his handsome face as he got closer, coming into the light the small bedside lamp gave off.
“Kel, I can feel a disturbance in the Force, love,” he said with a weak grin.
Kel laughed a bit, but he was right about a disturbance. Things were real after all the lies had been confessed by them both. And real was scary to her. She pulled herself up to a sitting position, then patted the bed for him to take a seat. “Ethan, I think I should be truthful with you.”
Taking the seat, he said, “Please do, my love.”
His words were a thing that worried her, so she told him, “Ethan, you’ve called me love since you met me. Am I to believe you, or is that just a thing you call all women?”
Ethen inched his fingers over the pale blue blanket that enhanced the color of Kel’s dark blue eyes. Eyes that he noticed were a bit squinted as she watched him, looking for signs of truths and lies. He took her hand and held it to his whiskered cheek. “Kel, I’m not going to tell you what I think you want to hear. It’s true, I’ve called many a woman, love. And I used that to reel you in, or to try to anyway. But as time has gone on—and I know it’s not been much—I’ve grown to mean it when I call you my love. Is that so hard to believe?”
She nodded. “It’s very hard to believe.” She curled her fingers into his beard, loving the way it was so soft. With a sigh, she whispered, “My heart hurts, Ethan.”
He pulled her hand to his plump lips and kissed the tips of her fingers. “Perhaps it hurts because it’s holding your words within it. The heaviness is most likely what’s making it ache. You should probably just spit those words out and allow them to fall where they may.”
“What’s the plan, Ethan?” she asked. “I need to know if you have a plan.”
“What’s your plan, Kel?” he shot back at her. “You see, you’re the wildcard, in my opinion. Your fear of love is a thing that, quite frankly, frightens me.”
“It frightens me too,” she confessed.
His lips moved softly over the top of her hand. Then he ran them up her arm until he was close to her face. “Kel, my plan is to be with you wherever and however it works out. And I want you to know that I do love you. I can’t think a thought that doesn’t have you in it.”
Kel stared at him, wanting to be as honest with him as he was being with her but that fear was so intense, it kept her heart from doing what it wanted to. “So, you’ll move to Ashby? Is that what you’re saying?”
“I don’t see why I couldn’t. And I don’t see why you couldn’t move in with me.” He looked deep into her eyes as he went on, “Kel, I want you around all the time that I can have ya around. I want to see ya each mornin’ when I wake up and kiss your lips each night before I fall asleep. Do you want that with me?”
“You’re talking about something that’s far ahead in the future, Ethan. We have to get to know one another much better. I knew my fiancé for …”
His lips pressed against hers to stop her from saying any more. He pulled them away, only a bit as he whispered, “I am not him. Don’t make me pay for his debts, love. I’m not saying we need to rush to marry, but I am saying I want you in my bed. I want you there every night.”
The thought made her body flush with heat.
He wanted her in his bed!
She’d never shared a bed with her ex. They’d never taken the step of moving in together. And that was her doing. She’d refused to move in with him when he’d asked her to. She’d been worried about what people might say.
With Ethan’s body so close to hers, her hands moved on their own, running over his shoulders that were covered in a loose fitting, soft T-shirt. His pajama bottoms were soft too, she found, as her hands flowed down his sides to land on his thighs. Large thighs that told her he could dominate her in bed.
Ethan was a beast of a man. Easily twice her size. But his heart was softer than any she’d ever known. She felt the honesty in his words, and her heart sped up, shooting the words out of her mouth, “I’d like that, Ethan.” Averting her eyes, she let the rest come out, “And I do love you. You consume my thoughts.”
“At last,” he said, then pulled her chin to make her look at him. “Say it again, love. This time I want to see your eyes when you do.”
“I love you, Ethan Southern,” she said as a tear ran away and he kissed it away.
“No tears are necessary, my love. The past is gone. Your future is before you, and I’m smackdab in the middle of it. What do you say to this becoming our first night together? One of many.” He waited patiently for her answer as he secretly prayed she’d say yes. His body ached for her. If she said no, he’d get little to no sleep as he would surely toss and turn in his bed, knowing she was within his reach but refusing to allow him her company.
Kel knew she was taking a risk. She knew things could all go south for them. But somewhere, deep inside, she knew she’d be a damn fool not to give the man a chance. Raising her arms up over her head in surrender, she said, “Pull my nightgown off and see what you’ll be getting when you get me in your bed every night.”
Ethan stared at her, as he was kind of in shock and unsure if she was being sarcastic or not. “Kel, are you saying that we can spend the night together in this bed and that you want to make love?”
“Do you want that?” she asked as she waited with her arms still in the air.
“More than anything,” he told her. “But only if you do.”
Tired of waiting for him to undress her, Kel took the nightie off, leaving her in only pink silk panties. She watched his eyes grow in size as he took her nearly naked body in. “Ethan, I’m all in. I want you to make love to me and stay with me in this bed. I want to wake up to your handsome face. Show me what life will be like if I live it with you.”
“You will not be sorry, my love,” Ethan said, then stood up and removed his clothing as she watched him.
Kel had been fairly sure the man was well endowed but still gasped when the underwear dropped and what swung between his legs was massive in all ways. “Ethan!”
Tossing back the blankets, he pulled her down in the bed and took her panties off. “Don’t worry. I can be very gentle. Now let’s get rid of these so I can get to my prize.”
Kel giggled at his words, then the giggle turned into a moan as his lips pressed against her clit. The memory of the orgasm he had given her came flooding back, and her body took over. “Ethan …” she moaned, then ran her hands through his thick mane
as she gave into the feelings that she’d been keeping at bay.
Ethan caressed her smooth, creamy thighs as he kissed her into a heated frenzy of lust and desire for him. His tongue flicked at her pearl like a serpent, teasing it until she was writhing with the climax that was building in her.
His cock was fully engorged as she shrieked his name with her orgasm. Ethan wasted no time fooling around; he quickly moved to get on top of her and thrust his cock into her wet and hot tunnel. She gasped as he spread her open.
Clutching his biceps, Kel looked into Ethan’s eyes, hers wide and a bit pained. “Oh!”
He waited a moment to let her body stretch to fit his. “You’ll be fine, love. You’re already accommodating me as we speak.”
Taking a deep breath, she said, “Go slowly at first, Ethan. The burn is pretty intense.”
With slow movements, he eased his cock up, then back down. “You okay?”
She nodded. “Seems I have me a massive man in all ways.” A light laugh came from her, and she gave his arms a squeeze as he kept the slow strokes going.
Little by little, the burning sensation went away, and she felt full with him inside of her. Closing her eyes, she let her body feel every bit of him. The way his muscles moved as he moved his body over hers was intoxicating. When his lips met with her neck, she sighed and let it all go.
He moved like a giant between her legs. Long strokes had her breathing rapidly. The way her breaths came in short bursts let Ethan know she was good to go. The hard part was over and done with, and there would be smooth sailing from then on.
Kel’s body was tight around his cock, making it want to release, but Ethan was dead set on holding onto his release for her to have hers. Placing his lips to her ear, he whispered, “You feel like heaven, love. You’re tight and toned and pure bliss.”
She ran a foot up the back of his leg as she opened up wider for him. He groaned as his cock moved into her deeper. “You fill me completely up, Ethan. This feels so right.”
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