Screw Me Sideways [Clink 1: A Cowboy Sex Story] (Siren Publishing LoveEdge)

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by Natalie Acres


  “I’m not sleeping up there with only a board separating us from them.”

  “They won’t be back tonight.” He couldn’t be sure but that wasn’t their MO. When Hank’s men went after women or more vulnerable prey, they typically taunted them, toying with them until they struck again.

  “I’m sleeping down here.”

  “Suit yourself.” Kellan glanced at the oversized couch. “Then I’ll take the floor.”

  “Let’s not act like there isn’t enough room on the couch for both of us.”

  “All right. I’ll grab those boards then.” He stalled, taking in one gorgeous sight of the buxom blonde with wide, curious eyes and cheeks cute enough to pinch.

  She shot him a weak smile. “Thanks for staying, Kellan.”

  “Don’t mention it.” The little lady would soon return the favor in spades, but he wasn’t about to pressure her for gratitude. A professional first, Kellan was in Fletcher to do a job and while Jade had forced him to consider the more illicit possibilities, he wasn’t a man who embraced those without a clear understanding between both parties.

  While she might have been inquisitive enough to keep tantalizing treats in the freezer, she was also innocent. He could practically taste her inexperience and while he’d love to introduce all sorts of carnal pleasures, they weren’t destined to unfold on this particular night.

  Chapter Five

  Jade had been dealt a hand she didn’t know how to play. The week before, Nory had mentioned something Kellan had said. He was apparently interested in her. Unfortunately, little Miss Matchmaker had other ideas.

  Nory wanted Jade and Reason together and she’d made no bones about it. Sure, Jade was interested in Reason but a woman would have to be out of her mind not to notice Kellan, too.

  Both men were striking, handsome. They weren’t that much older than Jade, yet they gave the impression they were worldly and experienced, likely due to where they worked. What man worked at Clink without gaining knowledge?

  Breathing out roughly, she tried to find a comfortable position Regardless of which way she turned, her hip, butt, or entire leg pressed against Kellan. After a few attempts to relax, Kellan threw his arm over his head and turned sideways.

  “Come here,” he rasped, putting his arm around her waist and pulling her against him.

  The impact of his body against hers made her gasp and she nearly choked on her next drawn breath. Now he was the one in charge, the one who had determined which body part would mash against her. As it happened, his cock nestled against her bottom.

  “Everything will be okay, Jade,” he whispered, flattening his hand against her stomach.

  Thank goodness she hadn’t removed her plush robe. Thank God he hadn’t shucked his jeans.

  Certain his cock had twitched, she cleared her throat and asked, “You expect me to sleep like this?”

  He didn’t answer her right away and that made her antsy. She was even more aware of him then than in the seconds leading up to her question. The way his breath came in spurts, the way he fastened his arm around her.

  A few minutes passed and nothing happened. Perhaps he was fighting a same or similar inner debate. She wondered which side was winning—to pursue or abandon the chase?

  Before she did something foolish like perhaps suggest one of them should sleep upstairs, his hot breath was at her ear. “Take the robe off, Jade.”

  “What? Why?” She flipped over and stared up at him. Perhaps now would be the ideal time to tell him more about her past. Not that he’d asked, but maybe he would understand more about her if she just blurted out something like, I’m from Dutch Country. There, women remain virgins until they’re married. They teach their daughters about the importance of offering their husbands a pure woman on their wedding night.

  They certainly didn’t have gingerroot in their freezer along with a frozen sex toy.

  “I didn’t stutter.” His expression carried the markings of one willful male. His eyes were dark and his jaw, tight. He’d made up his mind how things would soon play out between them and a woman knew better than to test and try a man like Kellan.

  “I’m not comfortable.”

  “Which is why I want you to take off the robe.”

  Thanks to the light in the hallway, she easily detected the glimmer in his eyes, the way he watched her. She could hardly ignore the determination stamped upon his face.

  “Stand up.”

  “I thought—”

  “Stand up, Jade.” Kellan rolled toward her, cupping the back of his head. He wasn’t smiling. He didn’t look the least bit amused.

  Was this the kind of man a woman could expect to find at Clink? Was Kellan the kind of Dom who liked a submissive woman, one he was certain he could train? She knew the answers there.

  Not necessarily afraid to cross him, but definitely in a different mindset than she might have been if they hadn’t already gone through the last twelve hours together, Jade slowly stood. As soon as she was on her feet, he fingered the sash at her waist. He taunted her with his touch, sliding the pads of his fingers up and down the material. When he finally gave it a sudden yank, the robe parted down the middle and he dropped his hand.

  He was waiting for her to do the rest.

  Kellan slowly lifted his head, narrowing his eyes on her chest, but hesitating as if he could wait like that for the rest of the early-morning hours. Trembling, Jade took a deep breath, aware then of her heavy breasts rising and falling.

  “I want you to do what I ask you to do, Jade.”

  “Okay,” she whispered.

  “Let me see you.”

  Shrugging off the robe, she was aware of material as it slipped down her body and fell to the floor. Still wearing a silk chemise, she was too aware of the way the short selection clung to her body and hung right at her knees. There was too much chemistry between them, too much at risk now if she became involved with him.

  Kellan was the kind of man who ruined a woman for all other men, all future lovers.

  Her body temperature rose. Her heart fluttered. Possibilities hung in the air.

  Every cell in her body sizzled with excitement, yet she longed to run and hide. At the same time, she was sure she could brave the task of standing there under his scrutiny.

  She liked watching him watch her. Brushing her hair away from her face, she tucked the fallen strands behind her ears and asked, “Now what?”

  “Now you get to decide. Are you sleeping in that sexy little number you’re wearing or are you brave enough to strip it off and sleep beside me?”

  “Naked?” Her voice croaked.

  Kellan slowly dragged his forefinger and thumb around his lips. “Tell me you wouldn’t enjoy sleeping skin to skin.”

  “I wouldn’t—”

  “Right.” He cocked a brow and his expression made her want to do whatever necessary to please him but she couldn’t help but question her readiness. Was she ready to strip for a man like Kellan when she had true feelings for Reason, too? And these “true” feelings she believed she possessed, what were they, exactly? Some might have called what she felt for Reason a crush. At the moment, after everything she’d been through with Kellan, she agreed.

  “Show me, Jade. Choose to take it all off.” The look on his handsome face coupled with the guttural need in his voice tortured her.

  Could she strip for Kellan? And if she did, what came next? How far would she go? What exactly was she willing to do for him?

  “Do it.” His throaty voice was demanding as hell.

  “Then what, Kellan? What happens next?”

  “Are you naked underneath?” His lips twitched. “Are you bare, sweetheart?”

  She was dressed in a short chemise. Of course she was naked, a fact she found disturbing then. She typically wore panties to bed. Had she subconsciously planned for something like this? Had she hoped for an opportunity, anticipated it right from the start?

  “Yes,” she finally replied.

  “Let me see, Ja
de.” There was no play in his voice. He expected her to strip and if she followed his request, she’d soon find out what else he had in mind. On the flipside, if she didn’t remove the gown, then she’d never know.

  The ‘not knowing’ was more than she could stand.

  His curiosity was enough to kill a damn mountain lion.

  Jade’s timid ways, the way she’d moved against him, trying to find a comfortable—if not safe—position, had spoken volumes and while he now wanted to do the right thing, they were long past the point of turning back.

  Maybe she was innocent. Perhaps she was indeed untouched. And while he wanted to be respectful, he was also an interested man.

  He longed to see what was underneath her gown. He wanted to touch and hold her, caress her until he knew the softness of her skin and she easily recognized his careful touch.

  Kellan wanted to feel her hot breath at his ear, the way she moaned in delight as he brought her pleasure. And by damn, he would indeed bring her pleasure.

  She disposed of her chemise. And in that very instant, Kellan’s future unfolded before him.

  A lifeline was unnecessary. A man, even one who wanted to be saved, couldn’t be pulled from these dangerous waters.

  Kellan had never seen anything more beautiful. And he’d never seen anyone so frightened. One look and he knew everything he needed to know about her intimate past.

  She didn’t have one.

  Reaching out to her, he tried not to act like an ass and just eat up the sight of her. While it was difficult, he somehow survived, pulling her back to the sofa without yanking her on top of him.

  He even allowed her to cover up, which wasn’t a permitted act in his bed under normal circumstances. Then again, these circumstances were very different.

  This young woman wasn’t experienced. As much as he’d tried to convince himself that she wanted him to look, he wasn’t so sure now. In fact, he would’ve staked a lot on one notion. If he’d suggested it, she would’ve gladly grabbed that gown and dressed much quicker than she’d stripped.

  Nuzzling her hair, Kellan waited for her to settle down and curl up in his arms before he said, “You’re beautiful.”

  She gripped the top of the blanket as if she were afraid to respond. This was one time when Kellan wished Reason would’ve beaten him to the punch.

  Kellan didn’t know how to do virgins. He didn’t sleep with them. He didn’t wreck their worlds. He left them alone because he—well, he was apparently as frightened of them as they were of him.

  Cursing his prick for dancing in his jeans, he flipped to his back. Bringing her against him, he appreciated the softness of her rounded cheek against his prickly chest as she seemingly relaxed. It took more than a minute for Jade to act comfortable and he was certain of the theatrics in play then. She could bolt at any given time.

  “Are you comfortable?”

  “Yes.”

  “Are you lying to me?” He peered down his nose, grinning at the gorgeous woman in his arms. The light in the hall was a treat. Even if nothing happened between them, he would enjoy watching her sleep. He looked forward to the morning possibilities as well.

  God, he was losing his mind.

  “Do you want me to lie to you, Kellan?”

  “I don’t recommend it. Besides, I could make you tell me the truth.”

  She shuddered and he grinned. His voice already affected her in some ways.

  “Do you make your other submissives tell you the truth?”

  “I don’t have ‘other’ submissives.”

  “But that’s what you like. Right?”

  “What’s that?”

  “Submissive women,” she replied, curving her arm around his waist.

  He stilled then, questioning every action and every question. “What do you know about submissive women?”

  “Not much,” she admitted. “But I’d be submissive to you.” Her honesty was enough to cripple the best of Doms, at least those who were bent on having a woman, and this woman might as well be collared or branded as his.

  “A confession like that could get you in all sorts of trouble.”

  “I’m not ready,” she said frankly.

  “That’s a fact.” He tucked his fingers under her chin and lifted her lips to his. “But I’m not going anywhere.” He gave her a quick kiss. “And I’m not taking advantage of you.”

  “I believe you.”

  Chapter Six

  The morning smelled like straight-up trouble. Kellan awoke to strangely familiar aromas—coffee, bacon, and maple syrup.

  God help him. In the past, he hadn’t been the kind of guy to do sleepovers well. Then again, he was on the job. He sat upright then and was met with a smile.

  Job, hell.

  “I didn’t want to wake you,” Jade said.

  “Coffee and bacon suggest otherwise.”

  “Are you complaining?” She stepped in the kitchen and reappeared with a black mug in hand.

  Maybe it was the steam rising from the cup or perhaps it was her rebellious act, the fact that she’d put her robe on and dared to leave his side. Whatever the reason, he was ready for her.

  He took the offered mug in one hand, the woman in the other. Setting aside the delivered coffee, he pulled her forward, splaying his fingers and running them through her hair.

  Before he slanted his lips over hers, he said, “I need you to tell me what’s in that freezer.”

  As if he’d touched her intimately, goosebumps covered her arms. “Why is it important?”

  “Why didn’t you get rid of what’s in there if it’s not?”

  “Good point.” She forced a smile. “Your breakfast is getting cold.”

  “I’m more interested in what you’re keeping on ice. Wanna barter for it?”

  Jade snickered. “What do you mean?”

  She knew exactly what he meant.

  “I’ll pleasure the truth out of you.”

  “You could’ve looked for yourself.”

  “But I didn’t,” he pointed out. “Shouldn’t that count for something?”

  She pushed away but he wouldn’t let her leave him. With a quick tug, he pulled her against him and quickly topped her, tucking her body under his and staring down at those mesmerizing blue eyes.

  He took the kiss he wanted, the kiss he’d dreamt about. And just as he’d imagined in his dreams, she arched in his arms while wrapping hers around his neck.

  The kiss turned ravenous and he cupped the side of her full breast, wanting to take advantage of every opportunity but concerned about her lack of experience. Testing the waters then, he drew back. Dragging his thumb across her lip, he whispered, “Go get it.”

  “No.” She gave him a playful shove.

  “Yes.” He gripped her hip. “You want me to show you what happens to naughty women who don’t mind me?”

  “What if I said yes here? What would happen?”

  He studied her thoughtfully, considering his next move. “I need to ask you something before I answer your question. Have you ever been with a man?”

  She paled.

  Damn. He was right.

  “Why is that important?”

  “Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t.” Watching her then, he gently pushed aside her robe and trailed his fingers up her leg. “How much can you handle, Jade? What are you inviting? Ask yourself that.”

  Her eyelashes fluttered. She arched, as if he were already bringing her unforgettable forbidden pleasures.

  Driven to see more, he slipped his hand higher, leaving his fingers right outside her warm pussy. “Do you want this?” He dipped one digit between her folds.

  “Kellan.” She raked her fingernails across his shoulders, digging at his skin until all he could think about was savage fits of passion, the kind that left scratch marks on a man’s back.

  “Do you have gingerroot in the freezer?”

  “Yes.”

  He grinned. “Have you used it in the past?”

  “No.”


  “You’re in for a real surprise, honey,” he said, adding another finger and thrusting inside her.

  “Oh God.” She winced, as if the impalement had brought her pain.

  He’d soon introduce plenty of pleasure. “What else is in the freezer?”

  “A dildo.”

  He groaned, thinking of this buxom beauty alone in her bed, trying to find pleasure, intent on experiencing certain things for herself even if she didn’t have a lover.

  “I’m going to watch you come,” he whispered, driving his fingers inside her, loving the way she whimpered as he stirred those firm digits a little higher.

  Jade’s legs parted naturally and he found his spot between them, using his elbows to gain a better place between her parted thighs. He blew across her clit, enjoying the faint moans slipping from her lips.

  Her pussy clamped down on his fingers and her body naturally drew them a little higher. Another moan and whimper escaped her pretty mouth. She bit down on her forefinger’s knuckle and he continued to play.

  “Want me to tell you what comes next?”

  “Yes,” she whispered, her eyelashes fluttering.

  Towering over her then, he yanked the sash free of her robe, careful not to withdraw his fingers. Her pussy pulsed around them, luring him closer, tempting him with a more intimate claiming.

  He brushed aside the collar and exposed her breasts. “Damn, woman.” The very thought of having her when no one else had taken her, of loving her when no one else had been gifted with that option, made him as hard as steel.

  His mind unfortunately returned him to a distant past, to a woman in a certain situation, a situation such as this. Because of her innocence and her love for him, Kellan had been unable to forget her. Their history tortured him more now than ever before, yet he wouldn’t let the ghosts haunt him.

  Not this time. Not with this woman.

  Planting kisses along Jade’s fullness, Kellan worked his way across her chest and up her neck. Back at her lips again, he thrust his fingers slowly, inching them inside her and working his hand against her hot pussy as he claimed her lips with ravenous intentions.

 

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