by Opal Carew
“What a lovely view,” she said as she walked to the large windows in the living room and looked out. The buildings on the street below were lit up with colorful holiday lights. Beyond that was the canal with large wooded areas on both sides. “There’s so much green space around you even though you live in the city.”
“That’s why I like this area. It’s especially nice in the fall when the leaves change color.”
“I’d love to see that.”
He stepped behind her and rested his hands on her shoulders. His touch sent heat thrumming through her.
“I hope you will.”
She stiffened a little.
“Holly?”
When she didn’t answer, he turned her around.
“What is it, Holly?”
She shook her head. “Nothing.”
He tipped up her chin, his midnight gaze locking on hers. The intensity of his knowing eyes had her stomach clenching.
“I don’t think it’s nothing,” he said. “I think you’re hesitant about continuing our relationship. I just don’t know why.”
She pursed her lips. “Kalen, our time together has been wonderful, but . . .”
“But?” He shook his head. “I don’t want there to be any buts. Whatever it is . . . whatever it takes . . . I plan to convince you that we’re meant to be together.”
She shook her head. “I don’t want to have a long-distance romance. I’ve tried it before and . . . it just doesn’t work.”
“Sweetheart, we don’t live that far away, so we could see each other every weekend. And if things go the way I hope they will, it won’t be long distance for long.”
She pursed her lips, steeling herself to say what she had to say.
“I don’t want to leave River Rapids. And I doubt you’re willing to move back. You have a good job here, one you couldn’t have in River Rapids. There’s nowhere in River Rapids that needs to worry about cyber security, so your career would be over.”
He cupped her cheek. “I might love my job . . .” His thumb stroked her temple, sending goose bumps dancing down her neck. “But I’m falling in love with you.”
She gazed into his midnight eyes. The intensity of emotion in those depths took her breath away.
“You are?”
Could it be true that this man she’d fantasized about since she was a teenager . . . whom she knew she was falling in love with . . . Could it be true that he had feelings for her, too?
The smile that turned up his lips lit his face.
“Yes, I am.”
She took a deep breath. “Oh, Kalen, that’s terrible. It’ll only make things worse when we have to—”
Before she could continue, he swooped down and covered her mouth with his. His lips moved on hers with captivating persuasion. She melted against him. The need that had built up last night from being apart from him, then from their interrupted sexual play, bubbled to the surface with explosive force.
Without another thought about anything other than now, she flung her arms around him and held him close as she glided her tongue into his mouth, sweeping it over his in a tender caress. He groaned and tightened his arms around her.
“Oh, baby, I want to be with you so bad,” he murmured against her lips. “Last night you made me crazy.”
He took her mouth again as his hand glided down her spine. Once he reached the small of her back, he pulled her tightly to him and she gasped at the feeling of the massive, rock-hard bulge against her stomach.
She craved the feel of him inside her. The need quivered through her. She’d tossed and turned all night long . . . wishing he was with her . . . stroking her . . . kissing her . . . her insides aching as she longed to ride his big member.
“Me, too.” She stroked his raspy cheek, then glided her hand down his chest. She could feel his sculpted muscles through the fabric.
But it wasn’t enough.
She unbuttoned his shirt, pressing her lips to the hard flesh of his chest as she revealed it, moving downward. When the buttons were all undone, she pulled the shirt open.
Her breath caught at the sight of his cock pushing out the top of his jeans. Her gaze locked on it, as she stroked her finger down the curling hair from his navel toward the waistband of his jeans. Her fingertip glided over the large cockhead peeking out.
She smiled up at him as she unfastened the snap on his jeans, then pulled down the zipper. She leaned forward and ran her lips over his tip as she pulled down the waistband of his boxers, exposing his thick shaft.
He forked his fingers through her hair, moving them through the strands as she wrapped both hands around him and licked. He was so hot and hard. She opened wide and took the massive head into her mouth, the feel of it inside her sending tremors of need rippling through her.
Her tongue glided over his tip and she squeezed him, producing a groan of appreciation. She moved a little deeper on him. He stroked her hair back from her face and gathered it in his hand so he could gaze down at her. She gazed up at him as she took him a little deeper. His eyelids fluttered closed and the look of bliss on his face filled her with delight.
She pulled his jeans and boxers down to his ankles and cupped his balls in her hand. She caressed and stroked them as she sucked his cock. Then she slipped from his member and glided down the shaft, kissing and licking. When she reached his root, she nipped the soft skin of his testicles with her lips. Her fingers curled around his big erection, and using both hands, she stroked up and down as she licked his heavy sacs.
“Baby, that’s so good.”
She could tell by his heavy breathing how much he enjoyed it. She tucked one of his balls into her mouth and suckled softly.
He sucked in a breath and she felt herself pulled to her feet. His mouth found hers and the passion of his kiss took her breath away. Her fingers curled around his shoulders as his hands glided up and down her back. He pulled her tightly to him, his thick cock grinding against her.
His lips nuzzled her neck and he kissed along her shoulder, but the shirt hindered his progress, so she unfastened the buttons and pulled it open, then let it drop from her arms.
He laughed and his light kisses along her skin sent quivers through her. He headed downward, until he reached the lace covering her breast. He leaned back and smiled, his gaze locked on her breasts. He cupped them in his big hands and she leaned into him.
She unfastened her bra and dropped the straps. He eased the garment away, then just stared at her. Her nipples puckered. Hardening and elongating. Begging him to touch them.
He cupped her breasts again. The feel of his warm palms enveloping her sent her heart racing. His thumbs stroked her sensitive nubs and she sucked in air.
“You’re so beautiful.” He squeezed lightly, his eyes glittering. “And so soft.”
She ran her hand down his belly, then over his cock.
“And you’re so hard.”
He kicked off his pants and scooped her up, then carried her down the hall to his bedroom. He set her on the bed, his heated gaze locked on her. He knelt in front of her and unzipped her jeans, then pulled them off. Now she sat before him in only her skimpy, red lace panties.
He ran his fingertip over the top edge.
“These are very pretty.” He leaned forward and kissed the lace, then moved down.
She could feel the pressure of his mouth on her through the thin fabric. His lips nuzzled the crotch of her panties, then she felt his tongue pushing against her intimate flesh, seeking her opening.
She wanted him to pull the fabric out of the way, but he kept teasing her. His mouth covered her crotch, his lips and tongue moving on her . . . nuzzling . . . stroking . . . suckling. She couldn’t tell how much of the dampness on her panties was from his mouth or from her.
“Oh, please. Take them off,” she begged.
He chuckled against her, his hot breath driving her need up a notch. Then she felt his fingers glide over the elastic . . . and the fabric slide down . . . slowly . . . his eyes g
lowing with heat as he revealed more and more of her.
His finger stroked over her, an inch higher than she wanted it to be.
“Your pussy is so fucking gorgeous.” Then his finger stroked over her intimate flesh and she moaned.
He chuckled and glided into her folds. His fingertip stroked back and forth through the slickness.
“I can’t believe how wet you are.” He stripped her panties all the way off.
She opened her legs. “So I’m ready for you.”
“Well, I’m pretty big, so I’ll help you get even wetter.”
She didn’t think that was even possible, but when she felt his mouth against her, her whole body trembled. His tongue dove into her petals and he licked thoroughly, then thrust inside her. She arched against him, wanting more. His fingers slid into her depths as he licked her moist flesh to her clit. When he suckled the small button, tiny explosions of pleasure burst through her. She clung to his head, her fingers tangled in his hair as she held him close.
His fingers still thrust into her and pleasure swooped through her in a massive, unexpected swell. She gasped as heat coiled deep inside her and spiraled slowly outward, then jolted through her in a spasm of pure joy. She moaned, surrendering to the smooth-as-silk and completely effortless orgasm.
When Kalen lifted his head, she lay sprawled wide on the bed, a happy grin on her face.
He gazed at her, a satisfied smile on his face.
“It looks like you don’t need me now,” he said, his eyes twinkling.
He still wore his shirt—unbuttoned—but she could see his cock twitching and heat blazed through her.
“I do need you,” she said in a breathy voice. She grasped his shirt and pulled him to her.
He fell across her body and his mouth moved on her neck. When he nuzzled, tingles danced through her.
She wrapped her hand around his massive shaft as best she could.
“I want to feel this inside me right now.”
“Yes, ma’am. Whatever you say.” He slid her higher on the bed and prowled over her.
The feel of his thick, hard cockhead against her opening both excited her and sent anxiety lurching through her. But she relaxed as he pressed inside her. Her opening stretched around him and he eased in slowly, watching her face.
“You okay?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
He pushed deeper, filling her slowly. It was still a little uncomfortable when he entered her, but it seemed to become easier with each time. As he pushed deeper and deeper, the pleasure far outweighed the discomfort.
Finally, he was all the way inside.
“Oh, God, baby,” he murmured. “You have no idea how good you feel around me.”
She squeezed him and he groaned. Delight rocketed through her that she could give him so much pleasure.
He propped himself on his elbow and gazed into her eyes, his eyes glowing with tenderness.
At the sight of him . . . the way he was looking at her . . . her heart skipped a beat.
She could see it there in his eyes.
Love.
And she felt it, too.
“I’m going to start moving now,” he said. “Are you ready?”
She nodded.
He drew back, his thick shaft stroking her canal . . . dragging along it in a long, excruciatingly exciting caress. Then he moved forward again. Filling her. Deeper and deeper.
She grasped his shoulders, her gaze locked with his. She lost herself in the depth of emotion there.
She wondered if he saw the same in her eyes.
He drew back and filled her again.
“Oh, Kalen.” She felt tears prickle at her eyes.
Could this wonderful man really be falling in love with her?
But there it was, clear as day.
It was completely impractical and she had no idea how they’d ever make it work, but at that moment, she didn’t care.
His massive cock glided in and out, driving her pleasure higher, until coherent thought fled her brain. He filled her faster, thrusting now. She moaned as she arched against him. When he cupped her behind and lifted her tighter to him, she gasped.
“Too much?” he asked, concern in his eyes.
She shook her head. “No. It’s perfect.”
He laughed and pumped deeper. She wrapped her legs around him, letting him fill her so deep she thought he’d become a part of her.
“Oh, yes, Kalen. I love you inside me.”
He laughed, and the sound was pure joy. Then he sped up. He drove deep and fast. She trilled, unable to contain the delight rippling through her.
“Oh, yes . . . Oh, God. . . .” She was close, her release only a breath away.
“Are you going to come for me, baby?”
“Yes . . . yes . . .” she gasped as overwhelming joy fluttered through her. “Oh, God, yesss!!!”
She clung to his shoulders as the orgasm plummeted her over the edge, her body shuddering. She exploded in shards of exquisite delight. Ecstasy consumed her.
He thrust deep and groaned. His cock pulsed inside her and liquid heat filled her, catapulting her pleasure to a new level. She wept as her body shuddered with delight. She squeezed around him as he held her tightly to his body.
Finally, she collapsed on the bed.
He rolled onto his back, taking her with him, and held her tightly to his chest.
“My God, every time with you is better than the last,” he said.
She rested her head against his shoulder, her beaming smile stretching her face so wide she thought it would crack.
Oh, God, she loved this man.
“Good morning.”
Holly opened her eyes to see Kalen’s staring back at her, his head on the pillow beside hers. His smile lit up the room more than the sunlight streaming through the window.
“Morning,” she said, her voice husky. She cleared her throat.
“Mmm. Sexy morning voice.” He stroked her hair from her face. The delicate feel of his fingertips moving over her temple sent delightful shivers through her.
“It’s cold.” She snuggled closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her. She felt so cozy and warm in his embrace.
He pressed his lips to her forehead. “You know, I’ve been thinking about our conundrum.”
Chapter Fourteen
“Yes? And what conundrum is that?” Holly asked.
“You don’t want a long-distance romance. And you don’t want to leave River Rapids.”
Her stomach tightened. “And I don’t want you to give up your life here in Ottawa.”
He squeezed her. “So I was thinking that I could commute.”
“Commute? You mean, drive from River Rapids to Ottawa every day for work?”
“That’s right.”
“But that’s crazy. It’s such a long drive.”
“When there isn’t a blizzard, it’s about two hours each way. That’s a long commute, but I wouldn’t have to do it every day. I could arrange to work at home two days a week. So that means I’d only have the long drive three days a week.”
She stroked his cheek, loving the coarse feel of his whiskers.
“You’d do that to be with me?”
He stared deep into her eyes. “Of course. I told you, I’ll do whatever it takes to make this work between us.”
She surged forward and kissed him, her heart pounding with joy.
“Oh, Kalen. I love you.”
Then she sucked in a breath, her eyes widening. Oh, God, she shouldn’t have said that. It was too soon. Surely he’d go running for the hills now.
But he smiled, his eyes lighting up with a warm tenderness that reached into her soul.
“I love you, too, Holly.”
Then his lips found hers and the sweetness of his kiss had her melting against him. Her heart pounded with the joy surging through her.
When his lips finally parted from hers, he smiled. “I have something for you.”
She grinned. “Yes, I can feel
it.”
His cock, which was pressing against her stomach, had swelled during their kiss.
He laughed. “Well, yes, there’s that. But I mean this.”
He sat up and opened a drawer in the bedside table. He pulled out a small gift box and gave it to her. She sat up and tore open the paper, then lifted the lid on the small black box inside. A glittering gold chain was there.
“This is the chain I was looking at in the store.” Her throat closed up at his sweet, generous gift.
“For your grandmother’s locket.”
She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly, then found his lips. She stroked her tongue over the seam of his mouth, then glided inside, stroking his tongue with enthusiasm.
He chuckled and grabbed the box.
“We need to put this somewhere safe.”
He put it on the side table. Then he rolled over her, tipping her onto her back, and stroked her hair back. His hands cupped both sides of her face.
“Because with what we’re about to do, it will definitely get lost or broken.”
He covered her lips with his and she felt herself pulled into the torrent of desire.
There in 2 min, Holly texted.
It’s a nice night. Want to walk? Kalen responded.
“June, Kalen suggested we walk to the party. What do you think?”
June grinned. “Of course. I wouldn’t get in the way of you two having a romantic walk in the moonlight.”
June had been smiling ever since Holly had told her about how things had gone between Holly and Kalen the other night. How he’d had such a generous solution to their long-distance romance issue. That he’d given her the gold chain for Grandma’s locket.
And June had positively beamed with happiness when Holly told her she was in love with Kalen. And that he felt the same way.
“Yeah. Real romantic with my big sister and her husband along.”
“No problem,” Tom said. “I can drop you off and we’ll meet at the party.”
“No way,” Holly said. “We’re all going together.”
When Tom stopped the car in front of Kalen’s apartment building, he was already waiting at the front door for them. He directed Tom to the visitors’ parking.
