Running Away

by Jen Andrews

  “It’s time for your reward. Sit down.”

  I sat on the towel as instructed and waited impatiently. With him in the pool and me sitting on the edge with my feet in the water, we were eye to eye with each other.

  “I didn’t say you could wear my clothes, take them off,” he instructed, tugging at the hem of his shirt I was wearing.

  Whatever game he was playing with me, had me intrigued and horny as hell. I yanked his shirt off and tossed it over my shoulder. He curled his fingers around the top of the boxers I was wearing, and I lifted up for him to take them off me. I didn’t hesitate to let him pull my panties off with them. I reached around, unsnapped my bra, and slid it down my arms. It joined his shirt behind me on the patio.

  I felt daring to be completely exposed outside in Jeremy’s backyard, but also exhilarated. The air was warm, and with the darkness and the high fence around the yard, I doubted anyone would see anything.

  “Teagan,” Jeremy whispered. “If you’re uncomfortable we can go inside.”

  “No way, I am very, very ready for my reward.”

  He chuckled. “Good, ’cause I’m more than ready to give it to you.”

  His hands traveled up my bare thighs, gripped my hips, and pulled me closer to him. The water was cool on the hot skin of my legs. I took in a deep breath as Jeremy kissed my neck, while he pulled my hair out of the clip, letting it spill over my shoulders. In the next breath, all I smelled was Jeremy and another scent . . . was it peaches?

  The surprise of something very cold and wet against the side of my neck caused me to gasp in surprise. “What is that?”

  He trailed the object down my neck and stopped above my breast. “Open your mouth and find out.”

  I willingly complied, and he held the object to my lips. I took it into my mouth, and licked the juice from his fingertips while he licked the trail of juice from my breast, up my neck. Mmm . . . sweet peaches were truly sinful when Jeremy James was involved.

  Jeremy pressed another chunk of cold peach against my nipple. He circled the fruit around then popped the piece into his mouth. He fed me another bite while he sucked and licked the peach juice from my sensitive nipple.

  When he had licked me clean, he moved on to my other breast while feeding me small bites of peach. He was overwhelming my senses and my entire body hummed with pleasure. His mouth was on mine again, and he was pushing me over backward to lie on my back.

  “Lie still,” he said, backing away from me.

  Not a problem, I didn’t think I could move even if I wanted to. Which was good, because I didn’t want to. I was going to let him do whatever he wanted to me because I had no doubt I’d enjoy every second of it.

  My eyes fluttered open to view the dark sapphire blue of the California night sky. Stars twinkled as the moon made its way across the horizon.

  A cold, wet trail from the fruit in Jeremy’s very skillful fingers, slowly made its way up my thigh, followed immediately by his hot tongue warming my skin as he licked off the juice. Just when I thought he was going to make contact with my center, he veered to the right, and up over my hip.

  I whimpered at his blatant neglect, and my hands instinctively seized his head. I gripped his hair tightly, wanting to direct him to where I craved him most.

  Jeremy let out a low chuckle. “All in good time, pretty girl,” he whispered.

  He placed another piece of peach on my stomach then sucked the chunk of fruit into his mouth. Another piece appeared in his hand from somewhere—this time half a peach. He squeezed the fruit, dripping the cold juice over my stomach. The liquid warmed quickly as my skin was ablaze from Jeremy’s delicious torture.

  “Jeremy, please,” I crooned.

  His mouth made contact with my hot skin, his tongue licking away the peach juice. He kissed and nibbled his way down my stomach, then pulled away from me. My body ached with the need for him to touch me again.

  Finally, he pushed apart my knees “Are you ready—”

  I gave his hair a yank.

  “Easy, Red,” he said. “You can pull it as hard as you want just make sure it stays attached to my head.”

  The next thing I felt was cold peach juice dripping down between my legs, and his mouth was on me, licking and sucking. He gently blew his hot breath against me then teased my clit with his tongue. He moaned against me, and my body betrayed me. Crying out his name in pleasure, my back arched and my fingers tightened in his hair as an intense orgasm rocked my entire body.

  While my body and mind drifted into complete bliss, he roamed my body placing gentle kisses, one of his hands following the path his lips made. Goose bumps broke out across my blazing hot skin from his touch.

  When he groaned against me, I realized where his other hand was and what it was doing. He was stroking himself to his own climax.

  My body shivered with its final release as Jeremy came and let out one of the most carnal noises I’d ever heard in my life. Breathing heavy, he rested his cheek against the inside of my thigh and I released my hold on his hair.

  After nipping the inside of my thigh, he raised his head and gently ran his hand between my legs, startling me.

  “Absolutely beautiful, Teagan. I wish I could see you better out here. You’re perfect, smooth and soft, just like a peach,” he said in awe.

  It felt like my entire body flushed. Thank God it was dark, and he couldn’t see how red my cheeks were.

  I sat up and dropped down into the pool with him, pulling him into a kiss. He tasted like peaches and me. It was erotic and I desperately wanted to give to him what he had given to me, but it was too late.

  “Why didn’t you wait for me to get you off?” Where did that come from? All the teasing and dirty talk from earlier this evening must have made me comfortable enough with him to be more assertive.

  “Tonight was all about you, not me,” he said. “I’m good, really.”

  I’d take care of him another time. When he was ready to give in to me.

  After we’d dried off, he picked me up and took me into his bedroom. Neither of us bothered with pajamas. For the first time since I’d started staying at his house, Jeremy slipped under the covers with me, and we fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

  When I opened my eyes the next morning, the first thing I noticed was that it was already daylight outside. Normally, on a workday I woke up while it was still dark. My alarm should’ve gone off by now, but the house was dead silent. The second thing I noticed was my body was hot, a little sweaty, and . . . sticky?

  That’s when I realized Teagan was draped over me. Naked. Not wanting to move, but knowing I had to, I shifted to look at my alarm clock. It was ten minutes after seven. Shit, neither of us had turned on an alarm after we’d come in from the pool last night.

  “Teagan!” I shook her, trying to wake her. “It’s after seven and you have to be to work soon.”

  She curled closer to me and mumbled something about peaches, causing me to reminisce briefly about the previous night. Rather than get out of bed, I wanted to crawl between her legs, and bury myself inside her all morning, but even after last night I wasn’t ready for that yet.

  After peeling a very sticky Teagan off me, I shook her again. Looks like I missed some peach juice after all. “Teagan, it’s after seven. You need to wake up, pretty girl. You’re going to be late for work.”

  That got her attention because she quickly sat up and threw the sheet off us.

  “Crap! It’s after seven?” She jumped out of bed and ran toward the French doors buck-naked. “I don’t have any work clothes!” She went outside then came back in with the clothes she’d been wearing last night.

  Jesus, she was even more beautiful now that I’d seen her in all her naked glory in broad daylight. Her red hair was wild and curly, and her peaches and cream skin was flawless. Her body was both tight and curvy at the same time . . . sheer perfection.

  “Jeremy, what am I going to do?” She was freaking out and here I was, sitting on my bed sporting woo
d, unable to think about anything but the naked woman in front of me.

  “Jeremy?” she said again, giving me a shove on the shoulder to get my attention.

  Now would be a good time to tell her that I’d done her laundry yesterday when I’d come home to drop off the flowers and bath soaps.

  Averting my gaze away from her nakedness, I concentrated on her eyes. “Get in the shower. I washed your clothes yesterday.”

  She stared at me, unmoving, like a deer in headlights. Since she needed to be at work on time so she wouldn’t get in trouble, and she still wasn’t moving, I took matters in to my own hands.

  I stood and tossed her over my shoulder then took her into the bathroom. Carefully, I set her on her feet in the shower and turned on the water. Teagan sucked in a sharp breath and covered her mouth to quiet her screaming. She danced around in the ice-cold water as she reached down to adjust the temperature.

  “Thanks a lot for the cold shower, but it looks like you need one more than I do,” she kidded as she pulled the shower curtain closed.

  I glanced down, and my dick was still standing at full attention. With no time to take care of it, I went back to my bedroom to get ready for work. Once dressed, I went into the bathroom and stuck my head under the tap in the sink to wet my hair because it was sticking up all over. I combed my hair down, washed my face, and brushed my teeth then went and grabbed the basket from the laundry room with her folded clothes.

  Just as I set it on the bed, she came flying out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her hair and one around her body. Stopping when she saw the basket full of clothes, she seized the front of my work shirt in her hands and yanked me toward her to plant a hard kiss to my lips. “You are the best boyfriend, ever,” she breathed out after she pulled away from me. “Thank you, Jeremy.”

  Teagan dropped the towel from her body and searched the basket to find a bra and panties. Droplets of water still trickled down her shoulders as she dressed and I had to stop myself from licking them from her skin. After she pulled a clean scrubs top over her head, she turned to go back to the bathroom, catching me blatantly staring at her.

  “You better stop staring at me like you want to eat me.” She grinned then picked up the towel from the floor and snapped my leg with it. “We need to get to work.”

  I just sat on the bed staring at her like a love-struck idiot with a big, stupid smile on my face.

  Taking the towel with her, she went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. My girl was getting good at the dirty talk and I smiled as I thought about our grocery store outing and poolside activities.

  It seemed silly to do that next to the pool, but I’d needed to be where she wasn’t able to touch me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop if I’d let her. I’d hardly been able to contain myself as it was and had only stroked my dick a few times before I came.

  Five minutes later, Teagan was back out and ready to go. She grabbed her purse and we ran out the door. We gave each other a quick kiss goodbye then hopped into our respective cars. I waited for my girl to leave first, but she suddenly jumped out of her car and was at my passenger door. I rolled down the window to see what was going on.

  “My car won’t start,” she said in a panic. “It’s just making a clicking noise.”

  “Dead battery,” I replied. “Get in, I’ll get you to work on time.”

  We had a twenty-minute drive ahead of us, and only fifteen minutes until she needed to clock in. She hopped into my car and I backed out of the driveway. “Buckle up tight, Red. This might be a scary ride.”

  She grinned and put on her seatbelt as I shifted to first gear and peeled out down the street.

  “Are you going to stop completely at any of the stop signs, Jeremy?” Teagan asked as I drove out of our neighborhood, hauling ass toward the freeway.

  While speeding down the on-ramp to get on to I-5, I shifted quickly through the gears. “You do realize we’re in California right?” I merged into traffic. “Where do you think the term “California Stop” came from? We don’t actually stop at the signs. It’s more of a pause, roll, then stomp on the gas kind of thing.” I shot her a grin across the car, but she seemed nervous.

  Then she laughed while gripping the armrest on her door and seat for stability. I gunned my car up to ninety to get past a few slower cars then took the exit to the hospital. I drove as fast as traffic would allow, the final two blocks to her job.

  “Jeremy, pull around to the front instead of the employee parking, please,” she said, a frown marring her pretty face.

  Shit, she didn’t want anyone to see me dropping her off. I agreed, but my stomach dropped from her reminder of how I was her secret at work.

  Pulling up to the curb, I stopped in front of the entrance. She was halfway out of the car, yelling goodbye to me before I had a chance to say anything to her. All I could do was give her a half-hearted wave as she ran around the front of my car. She shot me one last glance before making her way through the front doors of the hospital.

  This sucks.

  I called the shop and let my mom know I was running late because I’d unexpectedly had to take Teagan to work. Once I was off the phone, I took my time driving to work. I needed some time to think before dealing with people and noise.

  Jesus, I was a pussy. Why did I let Teagan keeping me a secret get to me?

  All she was thinking about was her job and avoiding another strike. I was a total dick for letting that offend me.

  By the time I pulled into the parking lot at the shop, I had two texts waiting for me. One was from Reese and the other from Teagan. Reese was thanking me for getting Teagan to work for him and told me he’d take care of changing her battery. She was supposed to wake him up for our run, but since we’d overslept, he hadn’t woken up until after we’d left. The text from Teagan was long, but it restored my bruised ego after I read it.

  Thanks for getting me to work on time. With your kick-ass (yet somewhat scary) driving skills and California stops, I was one minute early. Extra special reward for you later, and it will definitely involve Peaches! You have been my hero many times this week, and I don’t know what I would have done without you. I’m sorry about the front entrance drop off, I really am. Everything is going perfectly for us and I don’t want anyone to ruin it. I’m sorry if I hurt you, because that was never my intention. Please trust in me, and my feelings for you, and know they are pure and true. I’ll see you after work. XOXO

  Fortunately, I wasn’t too late for work and nobody gave me shit about it. I went straight to my toolbox and popped the lid to look at the pictures taped to the inside. My mind needed to see us together, and to see that what we had was real. After I brushed my thumb over Teagan’s cheekbone in the photo, I closed the lid and went to work.

  Noah had been in a shitty mood all day because he couldn’t get the motor he was working on finished. His deadline was two days away on Friday, but he needed to finish today so he could put it on the dyno for testing to make sure everything worked properly. If something went wrong, he’d have time to fix it before the customer came to pick it up Friday afternoon.

  “Dude, if you force it, you’re gonna fucking break it,” I said, trying to calm him down. He was doing a simple task now, but it was a pain in the ass if you were frustrated and in a shitty mood.

  Noah glared up at me. “No shit. See if you can do any better, dickhead.” He handed me the piston and rings and I assembled it easily. I set the completed piston aside and picked up the next one.

  “Fuck you,” Noah grumbled and walked off. He went into the break room and called someone on his cell phone.

  Deciding to help my brother out, even though he was being a prick, I sat down on the stool in front of his workbench and assembled the rest of the pistons for him. Right at five, he came back out and didn’t seem to be in a better mood.

  “What is your problem, Noah?”

  The James brothers didn’t beat around the bush with each other. If there was an issue, we addre
ssed it, fixed it, and moved on.

  “I’m freaking out. Jess is due in six weeks. I’m going to be a father, Jeremy.” He paced the floor of the shop, both hands making wild gestures the more agitated he became. “What if I fuck up? All Jess wants to do is get the nursery ready and be prepared for when our little girl gets here. I can’t even concentrate on that, so Z’s helping her.”

  He propped himself against his toolbox waiting for me to say something. Holy shit, I never thought I’d see Noah, of all people, freaking out about something like this. I actually felt bad for him.

  “Why don’t you go home and speak to your wife about this. I’ll stay and finish the motor,” I suggested, before realizing I was giving up an evening with Teagan by working late. I was still not used to the fact that I had a gorgeous woman living with me.

  “Are you serious, man?”

  I nodded and forced a smile because there was no way in hell I could rescind my offer. “Get the hell outta here before I change my mind,” I said. “Just for the record, you’re going to be a good dad, Noah. Jess is smarter than you and wouldn’t have let you knock her up if she didn’t believe you couldn’t handle it.”

  Noah clapped me on the back, called me an asshole, and thanked me before he practically ran out the door. Shit, there went my night with Teagan. However, I was helping my anxious brother out. He needed to get his mind straight, and a nursery finished before his daughter was born.

  Taking my cell out of my pocket, I called Teagan to let her know I wouldn’t be home any time soon. She was understanding, and told me to call on my way home so she could have dinner ready for me. I agreed and we ended our call.

  My phone rang as soon as I hung up with Teagan. Cammie’s name and picture appeared on the screen. I didn’t want to talk to her, but now was the chance for me to tell her to fuck off.

  “What do you want, Cammie?”

  She let out an irritated huff into the phone. “Why are you always such a jerk, Jeremy? I was calling because I miss you.”