Feather Light (Knead Me)

by Lorenz Font

“I trust you.” Kelly’s grip tightened, and he smiled down at her, even though she couldn’t see it. Hearing her say she trusted him eased his worries. They were making strides.

  “Mr. Davis, I’ll place all your things in the bedroom for you. I’m just a phone call away if you need anything,” the driver said.

  “Thank you.” Parker nudged the dog forward. “Go, Sasha. Take us to the front door.” They proceeded along the graveled path. “What do you hear?”

  “I can hear waves in the distance.” Kelly sniffed. “And I smell saltwater. Are we close to the beach?”

  “You’ll find out soon enough.”

  They reached the front of the house. He held on to her elbow and helped her up the steps and through the front door. Once they were inside, the hardwood floor creaked beneath their feet.

  “We’re inside a house?” Kelly asked, turning to him.

  “You’re very perceptive.” Parker took her hand and counted his steps while he led her to the spiral staircase. He placed her hand on the banister.

  “Hold onto the rail and keep going. I’ll be right behind you.”

  Kelly climbed while he and Sasha followed. As soon as they made it to the top, he released the dog’s harness. “Go on, baby.” When he was sure Sasha was gone, he turned to Kelly. Praying that all his instructions had been followed, he brushed his lips across hers and removed the blindfold. “Tell me what you see.”

  It took a moment for her to answer. Then he heard her gasp before she threw her arms around his neck.

  “Parker! This is wonderful! We have a house, and there are flowers everywhere!”

  Her excitement told him that he’d done well. “I requested white baby roses. I know you love them.”

  Kelly buried her face against his chest, her tears dampening his shirt. “Thank you. They remind me of Gypsy.”

  “You’re welcome. Making you happy is going to be my life’s mission.”

  “I’m terribly happy,” she said before raining grateful kisses on his face.

  Parker wanted the moment to last, but if they kept going, there was a big possibility he wouldn’t be able to set his plans in motion. He pushed her away.

  “Tell me what you see beyond the doors.”

  Kelly groaned before moving to what he guessed was the door leading to the patio. He followed the sound of her footsteps until he felt the cool ocean breeze on his face.

  “Nothing but blue water, and not a neighbor in sight. Oh, honey, I could live here forever.”

  He grinned, satisfied. “I intend to run naked with you along that path that leads to the beach, and I plan to taste you in every corner of the house. I’m going to show you what forever means.”

  “Then what are we waiting for?” The naughty tone of Kelly’s voice was enough to make his cock jerk to attention.

  Parker pivoted her around and slapped her on the butt. “You’re such a cave woman. Now, go to the bathroom across the hallway, and you’ll find what I want you to wear. Take no longer than fifteen minutes to get ready. I’ll be waiting in the bedroom next to it.” He winked. “Knock before you come in.”

  Kelly skittered to the bathroom like a bunny on crack, eager to see what Parker had planned. She opened the box and marveled once again at his attention to detail. Pulling away the tissue paper, she giggled when she found the clothing he wanted her to wear. Kelly held the garment up to her body and checked herself out in the mirror. The woman staring back at her looked happy and content.

  “You see? If you hadn’t given him a chance, you’d still be having those wet dreams.” She stuck her tongue out at herself and stripped off her clothes, replacing them with Parker’s choices.

  She tapped the bedroom door. “Parker?”

  “Jane, is that you?”

  “Yes,” she answered.

  She eased the door open. Strategically placed candles cast a sublime, erotic glow across the room that made her heart race. Then she spotted him standing in the shadows.

  “Let me take you back to the beginning of time,” he murmured just before he stepped into the glow of the moonlight streaming through the windows.

  His magnificent body was covered by a loincloth. Kelly devoured every inch of him, each contour, and every tight muscle. The anticipation was killing her. She took a hesitant step forward, unsure what to do next.

  “Safeword, woman!”

  Kelly grew wet just from hearing his command. She closed her eyes and searched for a suitable word.

  “Banana!”

  Parker laughed, and then drew her close. “I’m going to make love to you until you scream.” He led her to the end of the room and braced her against the wall. “This is going to be a little rough, but I promise not to hurt you. You know what to do. Utter your safeword, and I’ll stop right away.”

  “Okay.”

  As soon as she consented, he fitted the leather restraints on her wrists, strapped a cuff on each of her thighs, and bound them together, keeping her arms pinned to her sides. Then he knelt on the floor before her and pulled out another contraption she’d never seen before.

  “This is a leg spreader. It’ll give me full access to lick and suck your cute kitty.”

  As impossible as it seemed, lust consumed her just from listening to Parker explain what he was going to do. His lifestyle was different, but Kelly was finding his brand of kink pretty damn exciting. She ached to rub her legs together, to get some relief from the intense throbbing his words evoked, but the spreader kept her legs open and in place. Still kneeling at her feet, he trailed his fingers up her legs, caressing them and sending chills up her spine. Kelly moaned in anticipation, dying to see what he’d do next.

  Parker caressed his way up her thighs with his lips. She longed to close her eyes and just take pleasure in the fire raging inside her, but she couldn’t deny herself the joy of watching him devour her, until he lifted her skirt and blocked her view. When he kissed his way to her center, Kelly almost forgot to breathe. The warmth of his mouth fueled her need even more, and she cried out. Parker slid his tongue between her folds, exploring, touching every crevice, and leaving a tingling behind that left her panting with need.

  “Honey, you’re going to kill me,” she protested in weak voice. The pleasure was driving her insane.

  He grunted and moved into position. “I make love to Jane.”

  Kelly whimpered when he began toying with her clit, spiraling, moving slowly, and cried out with impatience while the fist of need grew tight in her belly. He cupped her butt with his strong hands, kneading until her body swayed in rhythm with his movements.

  “Soft.”

  His one-word guttural comment made her realize that Parker had gone into full role-play mode, and she had to play along, now that the throbbing between her legs had become unbearable.

  “Please, don’t tease me. I’m—ready!”

  She’d tangle her fingers in his wild hair if she could and lick his mouth at the same time, but all she could do was clench her teeth to keep from prematurely combusting. Kelly writhed beneath his slick tongue as he slid it inside her, and she strained against the wrist cuffs holding her immobile. She screamed out in ecstasy as his tongue drifted in and out of her, rubbing her ultrasensitive walls, making her clamor for more.

  Parker stood up and rubbed his hard-on against her stomach. “Woman, make baby tonight?”

  “You decide.”

  She was beyond rational thinking. All she wanted was his dick inside her instead of against her stomach.

  Parker grunted and skimmed velvety kisses down her neck and along her collarbone until he reached her breasts. He unsnapped her bra and let her tits cascade into his hands.

  “Suede good for woman. Boobs ready.” He groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair. “Hair beautiful. Like flames.”

  “I’m dying here!” Kelly panted. She was so ready for him and didn’t know if she could bear to wait any longer.

  Her knees weakened when he sucked on one tight nipple, his tongue twirling
in circles and flicking her perky tip. Each time he stroked her coral peak, her kitty clenched tight. Kelly was aching for release, and she could feel the moisture drenching her inner thighs. Nothing could ease her pain except his thick length inside of her. She arched closer, delirious, grinding her belly against his pulsing erection. She shrieked in frustration when Parker stopped sucking and bent down to release the leg bind.

  There was one breathless moment when he poised his hard tip against her opening, and she wanted to rip off the restraint and engulf him in the fire boiling inside her. Then his swollen shaft stormed its way into her, rough and stretching her to the delirious limit, but she yearned for more, wishing he’d go deeper, harder. A low hiss of satisfaction escaped his lips when he filled her. Then he was holding her waist and hoisting her up.

  “Wrap legs,” he commanded.

  She did as he ordered with fevered enthusiasm, circling her legs around his waist and clasping them behind him. He shoved her against the wall and began pounding, her back scraping against the cold surface with each thrust. Her heart raced, and explosive desire raged through her veins. Parker was in the zone. He pumped harder, rougher, as if he was branding her for life. Their moans and primitive grunts echoed in the darkness. He tongued his way into her mouth, thrusting in rhythm with his penetration.

  He ground into her hard and dug his fingers into her ass, pummeling her, lodging himself deeper inside, the friction pushing her to the edge. For one mind-numbing moment, she wanted to scream because she didn’t know if she could take it any longer.

  “I’m coming!”

  Parker thrust harder just as she exploded in a quaking release. He roared as he came and didn’t stop pumping until he’d emptied his seed into her.

  Out of breath, but blissful and contented, he rested his head at the juncture of her breasts. “I’ll die a happy man if I can make love to you like that every damn day.”

  “I’ll take you any damn day.” Kelly batted her lashes. “Can you release me so I can touch you? I want you in my arms.”

  Parker smiled apologetically and lowered her until her feet touched the floor. He removed the restraints and kissed her wrists. Her eyes filled up with tears. Her wonderful and tender man was back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with everything she had in her.

  He pounded his chest and let out a primitive cry. Kelly laughed and tugged at his arm. “You and your crazy role-play!”

  Parker grinned and took her hand, kissing it. “I’m crazy about you. Can’t you tell?”

  She answered him with another kiss.

  “There’s something I want to give you.” Parker carried her to the bed and laid her down. From the mysterious smile on his face, she wondered what he was up to now. He turned on the lamp and rummaged around in his suitcase. “Close your eyes, please.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I asked you to,” he answered, staring into her eyes.

  Kelly saw the same happiness mirrored in his face that was in hers. She smiled before shutting her eyes. “Okay. They’re closed.”

  She felt him reach around her and a clasp sounded. Something cold and heavy dangled on her chest. “You can open them now.”

  Kelly looked up to see him beaming with pride, and then she looked down and saw a platinum key pendant surrounded by large glittering diamonds lying on her chest.

  “You hold the key to my heart,” he murmured. “When you’re ready, I want to marry you.”

  “Is that a promise?” She squealed with joy when he nodded. “I love you, Parker!”

  “I love you more.” Parker smiled in contentment. “Now let me show you what paradise looks like.” He scooped her up into his strong arms. “Direct me to the patio.”

  “But we’re naked,” she protested, snickering and wrapping her arms around his neck.

  “Even better. We don’t have to worry about undressing each other anymore.” He grinned. “Directions?”

  “Six big steps, and the loungers are to the right.”

  Parker followed her directions and placed her into the lounge chair. She couldn’t stop the shiver when her body made contact with the cold fabric.

  “Here, let me warm you up.”

  He slid next to her and cradled her against him, blanketing her body with his masculine warmth. Kelly snuggled closer, taking in his familiar fragrance. Words were unnecessary as they held each other and gazed up into the blue sky.

  “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” Parker whispered.

  “I think I do … because I feel the same way.”

  She sighed in contentment. Kelly Storm had arrived, and she’d conquered a good man—a man who made her feel like the luckiest woman on Earth.

  Feeling her lids growing heavier, she mumbled, “Remind me to give Jessica a lifetime gift certificate for a massage next time I see her. It was her idea to come and try your Monday Delight. ”

  Parker smiled. “I can have Webbie arrange that right away.”

  He gathered her closer, tightening his arms, staking a claim of ownership, and giving her a glimpse of their future.

  Epilogue

  “You’re beautiful,” Parker whispered, kissing her cheek.

  Kelly laughed as cameras flashed around them. “How would you know?” she teased.

  “I feel your skin, and it’s oh so soft.” He ran his fingers along her back and smiled. “You smell delightful, like a rose in full bloom. I know, even without seeing, that you’re stunning in that red gown. And most of all, you fit right in here.” He dropped his gaze down to his crotch.

  “Parker! People are watching!”

  He laughed and snake his arms around her waist. “Let them. They live for this.”

  Kelly shifted in his arms, and he followed the cue to look up and smile. The flashes came from all directions as fans clamored for her attention, calling out her name.

  “I have to tell you something.”

  The sudden shift in her tone worried him. “Is there anything wrong?”

  “How is married life, Mr. Storm?” a reporter asked. Kelly gave him the silent signal to face in the same direction as her. A few hours of rehearsing had paid off. He smoothly turned to the sound of the voice and grinned.

  “I’m loving every minute of it.”

  “How does it feel to be walking the red carpet?”

  Parker shrugged, smirking. “Didn’t notice it was red.”

  The reporter laughed. “Do you think Kelly will win again this year?”

  “I’ve already cleared a place on the mantel for the li’l man.”

  Kelly squeezed his hand, and he gazed down at her. “Parker, I’m pregnant,” she murmured.

  He’d heard her, but he couldn’t believe it. The crowd forgotten, Parker cupped her cheeks and searched her face.

  “Kelly, please tell me you’re not joking.”

  “Shelby’s six weeks old.” She stood on tiptoe and brushed a feather light kiss on his lips.

  “I’m going to be a father?”

  When he felt her nod, his smile widened. Parker wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her in a circle. Kelly’s giggles rose above the noise around them. Then he turned to the crowd, still holding Kelly, and blurted out with joy.

  “A storm is on the way!”

  Amid the thunderous applause, he felt like he would explode with happiness. Parker smiled down at his wife with total adoration, because life really couldn’t get any better than this.

  Acknowledgements

  My immense gratitude to the ladies at Free Writers and Readers for all your support and encouragement when I took the plunge into an unknown territory known as Erotic Romance. And to all my friends, relatives and supporters who voted for the story every week.

  Donna Rogers-This story is as much yours as it is mine. I can never thank you enough for your time, patience, pep talks, and most especially, the invaluable lessons during the course of the contest. I couldn’t have done it without you.

  Kristen Giles-This
has been a wild ride. I’m glad to have you by my side.

  Wendy Depperschmidt-Sisters don’t have to be related by blood. I’m glad we found each other.

  Judith Somera-You wear countless hats, my friend; among my favorites are, therapist and cheerleader.

  Claudia Trapp- ‘Fantastic’ should be your middle name.

  Trenda Lundin-You brought out the best in Kelly and me.

  To Mavvy Vasquez-Believe it or not, you’ve kept me sane. Brownie points for you, toots!

  To Amanda, Cindy, and Team Awsum: Wyndy, Elyse and Shaina-thanks for making this an enjoyable experience for me.

  And lastly, to my wonderful and supportive family-Thanks for picking up my slack, for keeping me well-fed and hydrated, and for the constant reminder to step out of my cave once in awhile. You fill my heart with pride and joy.

  About the Author

  Lorenz Font discovered her love of writing after reading a celebrated novel that inspired one idea after another. She is currently enjoying the buzz from her debut novel Hunted, the first book of The Gates Legacy Trilogy and Indivisible Line, a romantic thriller. Her newest novel, Tormented, the second installment of The Gates Legacy, is now available for vampire lovers everywhere.

  Writing is a therapy for Lorenz, and a perfect day consists of writing and playing with her characters while listening to her ever-growing music collection. She enjoys dabbling in different genres with an intense focus on angst and the redemption of flawed characters. Her fascination with romantic twists is a mainstay in all her stories.

  Lorenz currently lives in California with her husband, children, and two demanding dogs. She divides her time between a full-time job as a Business Office Manager for a hospital and her busy writing schedule.