Man of Steel

by RW Shannon

  Nici exhaled. “You’re right.”Steel quickly kissed her. “But, there are other ways for me to satisfy milady.”

  She grinned. “Like what?”

  He dipped his hand beneath her waistband. As soon as his cool finger touched her moist clit, she shuddered. His deliberate strokes coaxed her soft muscle into a solid pebble. Her pussy quivered as moisture dripped down her core.

  The seat groaned under their weight. Fearful of the squeaking metal drawing attention, her movements were slight. She swallowed a moan and rocked her hips against his.

  “Your pussy feels so good,” he whispered in her ear. “She’s so soft and warm.”

  Someone was walking up the aisle toward them. Nici stopped moving but Steel didn’t. Instead, he pulled up the hem of her top with his free hand to expose her full round breasts. Though the blankets shielded her partially nude body, she felt self- conscious. The figure moved pass their seat and into the bathroom without a glance in their direction. Only when she heard the door close did she relax.

  Steel licked her earlobe and pulled it between his lips. Nici quivered. Her body tingled all over.

  “Imagine,” he said. “We’re in a soft, comfy bed. Your legs are wrapped around my hips. And I’m fucking you deep and hard.”

  Nici closed her eyes. When the picture his words painted came into view, she shuddered.

  “Your pussy is so fucking wet she’s dripping all over my cock. Is that how you like to be fucked, Nici?”

  She nodded. Steel’s finger followed the path between her folds of skin to her pussy. He pushed his finger deep inside her core and tickled her spot. Imagining his finger was his massive cock, Nici pressed to lips together to stop herself from moaning. Her limbs were jelly. Her body was his.“It’s just you and me,” Steel whispered. “I want you to come for me the way you will come for me then.”

  In a flash, her limbs relaxed and her pussy quivered under the friction of his finger. Behind her closed eyes, she saw him fucking her deep. The base of his cock massaged her trigger point. The tip of his cock rubbed her g-spot. Now, she arched back against his solid chest. Her climax coursed through her.

  Steel’s breath was hot against her neck. He grunted as his movements became faster, sporadic. The plane dipped when it hit a patch of turbulence and the seatbelt lights lit up. Nici bit her lip. She wasn’t scared of the unrest—his touch cured her phobia. Another orgasm simmered. When a flight attendant walked by them, he removed his hand.

  “Don’t stop,” she urged him. Nici wasn’t above begging. For him to pull out of her now would be a crime.

  “I don’t either, luv. We must. There are still five hours left before we hit Dublin. We can do it again. And again.”

  “Fine,” she huffed. “But as soon as the turbulence ends, it’s your turn.”

  Steel chuckled. “Deal.”

  Slowly, they straightened their clothing and settled into their seats. Nici snuggled against him. The plane dropped suddenly, but she wasn’t worried. She hoped it would calm down so that they could finish what they started. Before she’d have to say goodbye to him.

  Chapter Six

  Seven Hours Later…

  Nici waited while Steel slid the card key into the lock of her Merrian Hotel room. He insisted on escorting her to the hotel from the airport, and then, to her room. His father, Redding, a strapping red haired man, had picked them up from Dublin International airport and was waiting for Steel in the car. When the door clicked open, Steel entered first. After a quick glance around, he motioned for Nici to enter and wheeled in her luggage.

  “Thank you,” Nici said. Her voice quivered. “For everything.”

  “The pleasure was all mine.”

  Steel pulled her into his arms. Nici rested her cheek against his solid chest and fought back tears. She wasn’t ready to say good bye. Ever.

  “The offer stands,” Steel said, kissing the crown of her head. “You’re welcome to join us for the Colston family shindig.”

  “I wish I could. But, I can’t.”

  “I understand.”

  Releasing her, Steel moved to the desk. While he scribbled something on the hotel stationary, Nici glanced at the inviting bed. She was exhausted from the trip but she and Steel hadn’t finished what they had started on the plane. If only Redding wasn’t waiting downstairs…

  Steel straightened his posture and turned to her. “Now,” he said as he again gathered her in his warm embrace. “You have my home phone number. My cell. My address. My work number. My email. Facebook. And my father’s phone number. There will be no excuse for you not to stay in touch.”

  Nici giggled. “I will.”

  “Promise?”

  She stood on her toes and kissed him on his mouth. “Promise.”

  Steel stared into her eyes for a long time. Nici sensed he wanted to say more, but didn’t. Her eyes filled with tears. She turned away slightly, but he cupped her cheek and tilted her face to his.

  “I wish we had more time,” she confessed.

  “As do I. I can’t image anyone else sitting next to you on the return trip.”

  “Neither can I.”

  “Stay,” he urged. “Fuck the conference. I will give you the money for your deposit. Just stay with me.”

  Nici felt her bottom lip quiver. She reached up and touched his chest to push away from him. If she didn’t leave his arms now, she never would. Hugging herself, she strolled the short distance to the window and gazed at the silver clouds. Why not blow off the conference? Finding a man like Steel simply didn’t happen. And when it did, shouldn’t she grab him while she could?

  But it wasn’t that simple. Her mentor and professor would be speaking at the conference and if Nici didn’t show, that would raise eyebrows. She also wouldn’t ask Steel to stay with her instead of being with family. Two strong arms surrounded her. Steel’s warm breath heated the back of her neck. Moisture flooded the crotch of her panties.

  “Your father’s probably wondering what’s taking you so long,” she whispered, not liking the feel of the words on her tongue.

  Steel chuckled. “I’m sure he understands.”

  Turning from the window, Nici wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. Steel crushed her to his torso and slid his tongue into her mouth. Her heart ached. It was simply too soon for her to have such deep feelings for a man she just met. She pulled away.

  “Go,” she whispered. “The longer you stay. The more it hurts.”

  Steel nodded. Smiling sadly, he released her and strolled to the door. He opened it and stepped through without looking back. As soon as the door closed, Nici sat on the bed and sobbed.

  Chapter Seven

  Two Months Later…

  Steel exited his vehicle. As he walked to the elevator of his condo, he hit the alarm button for the luxury sport car. It was a long, tiring day and he was thankful that it was over. He wearily stepped into the elevator and jabbed the number button for his floor. Leaning against the back wall, he loosened his blue patterned tie.

  “No, I haven’t told her yet,” he said into his Bluetooth. “The opportunity hasn’t come up. I will when the time is right. I’m home. I’ll call you later.”

  Steel disconnected his call with Hunter. He thought of his best friend’s advice, but shook his head. There was no easy way to tell the woman he wanted to spend his life with that he was an international assassin.

  The elevator ascended to the thirty-second floor of his Alexandria, Virginia home and his thoughts turned to Nici. His hectic day didn’t allow him to return her phone call. Steel remembered the feel of her body against his and his cock hardened. If only she wasn’t so far away. He’d returned to the States from Dublin alone. Nici hadn’t called him during her brief visit. It saddened him, but he’d understood. The chime announcing his floor jolted him back to reality. With a sigh, he got off the elevator and headed to his door.

  Unlocking the door Steel entered his dark residence and turned on the lights. The scent
of grilled steak filed his nostril. With a smile, he made his way to the kitchen. A nude Nici teetered on the red stiletto heels he had brought her as she bent to check on the meat in the oven.

  After he’d returned to the States from Dublin, he waited for her call. Though he could have simply looked up her information in the company database, he didn’t want to violate her privacy. Three weeks after that plane ride, she called. They met for drinks in Georgetown and that night, he convinced her to move in with him. She did.

  Steel leaned against the black granite counter top and studied the smooth, dark skin of her ass in the dim kitchen light. His cock hardened. Licking his lips, he waited for her to close the oven door before sneaking up behind her and planting a kiss on the back of her neck.

  “I thought we were going out,” he teased.

  Nici squealed when he smacked her on the taut, muscle of her ass. Turning, she slipped off the red oven mitts and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her dark eyes sparkled, causing his heart to flutter.

  “I got hungry. And I couldn’t feed you on the crap you had in the pantry.”

  Steel snaked his hand between them. He parted the tender skin covering her clit and stroked her soft flesh. Her moist, warm muscle yielded to his touch. Burying his face in the curve of her neck, he planted kisses along her collarbone. Nici moaned.

  “To you, it’s crap. To me, it’s sustenance,” he said.

  Removing his hand, he licked her essence off of his finger. He scooped Nici up in his arms. After pausing to turn off the oven, he carried her into the bedroom. In his mind, they’d already wasted enough time, and so he quickly stripped off his navy suit, parted her thighs and entered her with such force that her back arched.

  This was more like it—Nici lying in his bed with her legs wrapped around his waist. Her hair was in his hands. Her warm essence coated his hard cock. Steel pushed deep into her. The bed swayed beneath them. This was so much better than that tiny airline seat. Nici deserved to be made love to just like this. Though they had made love many times since they returned from Dublin, to him, each time felt new.“I was wrong. This is all the sustenance I need,” he whispered against her lips.

  Nici kissed him passionately. Steel thrust hard and deep. She quivered as his body worked to claim hers. Her stiff nipples brushed against his. His heart thundered in his chest. He hadn’t thought it possible to love anyone as much as this. He was wrong about that too.

  “Steel,” she sighed.

  Again, her back arched. Her torso shivered against his. He knew by the way she bit his shoulder that she was coming. Steel didn’t slow his pace. Each thrust penetrated her deeper than the last. His shallow breath lodged in his throat.

  “Oh. God,” She sighed.

  Those simple words triggered an avalanche of emotion within him, causing his body to shudder. With a grimace, he arched his hips against her.

  His own orgasm overtook his trembling torso and he exploded. When the last drop of his passion was safely inside of her, he twisted onto his side and gathered her into his arms.

  “I’ll have to go to Shanghai on business,” he whispered while caressing her moist back. “You should come with me. There may be some turbulence.”

  Nici playfully nudged him. “I think I’ll pass. Why Shanghai?”

  Steel cleared his throat. He’d already said too much. “You don’t want to hear about it.”

  She lifted her head to look at him. “You travel to the weirdest places. In the month we’ve lived together, you’ve gone to Beijing and Chad. And you really haven’t said much about your job as a lawyer.”

  He kissed her quickly to distract her from her questions. “As I said, luv. It’s boring. I am rather famished. Perhaps dinner is ready.”

  Steel detached himself from her body and stood. He held out a hand to help her to her feet. Nici hesitated, as if she had more questions, but followed him into the kitchen. Quickly, he washed his hands. She sat at the counter while he retrieved the steak and potato dinner from the oven.

  “Who are you, Steel Colston?” Nici asked.

  Steel glanced at her over his shoulder and winked. “One day, you’ll find out.”

  R.W.

  R.W. Shannon

  R.W. Shannon is a native of the East Coast but spent six years in the desert before returning to her place of birth. She became a librarian so that she can walk around with her nose in a book without ridicule and also for the free books. When she’s not belly dancing or getting another tattoo, she can be found in the kitchen of her mother’s house until she gets her own.

  A member of Romance Writers’ Association and Passionate Ink, she is always at work on another project. In addition to Beautiful Trouble Publishing, her books can be found at Cobblestone Press and Phaze Books.

  Please check out her website rwshannonbooks.net for more information or email her at authorrwshannon@gmail.com.

  Table of Contents

  Title page

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  R.W. Shannon