When he returned, she had finished her coffee and was flipping through a magazine. He watched her for several seconds before letting her know he was there. Her hair had that just-out-of-bed look, and she kept pushing it out of her face. He remembered the feel of it against his face. He drew in a deep breath and walked farther into the room.
“Craving anything in particular for breakfast?”
She started then smiled a slow smile. It left him breathless for several seconds.
“I’m not picky. Anything is fine. I usually just eat toast and jelly or scrambled eggs and toast.” The smile lit up her entire face making her eyes sparkle like jewels.
“I’ll scramble eggs and make toast then.” He turned to return to the kitchen, but she stopped him.
“Riley, thanks.”
“For what? Cooking? I have to eat, too.”
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it. Thanks for caring.” Jenna held his gaze for a few seconds before he could break away.
He was not going to let her get to him.
* * * *
She’d upset him for some reason. The sound of a skillet hitting the stove just a little too hard and the clink of glasses shoved together a little too quickly reached her ears. Why would her telling him thank you upset him? She sighed. There was no understanding a man’s thoughts. They truly were a separate species. Most of what they did or thought didn’t make sense half the time.
Flashbacks of his mouth on hers speared her vision. She closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath, trying to ward them away. Instead, her mind latched onto them and dragged them out into the open. She could almost feel the press of his lips against hers. The way his tongue licked at her ear then drew on it. The nips at her neck, the tiny bites against her jaw. They all sent fire racing to her womb. Jenna had to work at keeping a moan from ripping free of her mouth.
These memories soon triggered another set of memories of a different time. They left her wet and hot and wanting. With Riley in the other room and her vibrator in the bedroom, she was stuck in the middle and horny. She squeezed her legs together in hopes of alleviating some of her misery, but it didn’t work. Instead, she only ratcheted up the heat burning out of control at her center. She glanced at the doorway to the kitchen and risked pinching her nipples through her T-shirt. The pleasure-pain drew her breath in, and she bit her lip to keep the pleasure to herself. The more she pinched, the higher her arousal spiraled. Nothing helped.
Just when she thought she might make it, Riley walked into the room carrying a plate of eggs and toast. He sat it on the coffee table. When he stood up, his eyes had darkened and slid lower. His nostrils flared. Heat suffused her face as she realized he could smell her arousal.
“If you were in need, you should have said something,” he rasped out.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she managed to get out in a breathy voice.
“Your face is flushed, and your sweet pussy smells of sex. Tell me, did you get yourself off? Who did you think about while you did?”
She closed her eyes and willed the flush to cool down. By now, her entire body was on fire. There was nothing she could do about it, either.
“No, I didn’t get myself off, as you say.” She pressed her lips together and glared at him in humiliation. “Did you jack off in the shower?”
“Yeah, I did. I thought about you the entire time. I thought about your lovely breasts and how your nipples poke at me in the chest. How they bead when I run my tongue across them.” He lowered himself to the edge of the couch and stared deep into her eyes.
“I thought about sucking them into tight peaks then nipping at them while I mounded them with my hands. I imagined my cock so deep inside of you I could feel your throat around me. Do you have any idea of how much I want to sink inside of you and fuck you till you scream?”
Jenna couldn’t stand it. She moaned, and her hands involuntarily went to her breasts. She flicked her nipples and froze when Riley growled at her.
“That’s right, play with your breasts for me.” His eyelids fell to half mast as she tweaked her nipples.
The thought of his mouth there made her whimper in need. He sensed her plight and pulled her T-shirt up under her arms. He released the front closure of her bra and peeled back the cups of her bra. The cool, air-conditioned air puckered her nipples into tight peaks. He flicked them with his first fingers. It tingled with just the right amount of discomfort to leave her wanting more.
“I love the dusky pink they get when you’re aroused,” he said.
He leaned down and drew one into his mouth as far as he could suck it then backed off and nipped at it. He soothed the sharp pain with his tongue then repeated the process on the other breast. His hands smoothed over her stomach to bracket her ribcage. He was gentle with her still-bruised ribs. His hands held her down as she tried to shove more of her breasts into his mouth. He chuckled around them, and the vibrations drove her further up the arousal pole.
He left her breasts to lick his way down her chest and to her bellybutton. He nipped at her belly and laved it with his tongue until her stomach was a series of reddened marks. He sat up and stared deep into her eyes as he slowly began unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. He watched her as he slowly pulled them down her legs.
Jenna lifted her hips so help him remove them. She wanted this with everything inside of her. It didn’t matter that he might be gone tomorrow. All that mattered was that he was there right then, and she wanted him. God, did she want him. Her entire body was on fire with the need to have him deep inside her.
Riley pulled her jeans off her legs and dropped them to the floor by the couch. He stared down at her pale blue panties as if they were the most important thing in the world right then. She arched her back, thrusting her pelvis up toward him in silent demand. He reached down and traced a finger along the waistband from side to side. It fanned the flames but did little to put them out.
When he did the same thing at the legs of the panties, she nearly screamed in frustration. He slipped a finger between the material and her flesh and gently brushed across her sopping wet folds. She groaned. He chuckled and petted her through the material before running that finger across her pussy again and again. She couldn’t stop her thrusts toward the offending finger. She needed him to touch her in that one spot. Just one touch and she was sure she would detonate instantly. He avoided that spot as if it had the plague. She growled at him and reached with her own hand, but he slapped it and captured her wrists in his hand. He pulled them above her head.
“You will leave them right where I put them. Don’t move them for anything. Do you understand me?”
His voice sent chills down her spine. The authority in it made her breathless to obey him. She nodded her head with a whimper.
He shoved his hands beneath her ass and grabbed her panties and tore them away from her. She gasped at the suddenness of it. A thrill of worry traveled down her spine to be lost in the first brush of his mouth against the inside of her thigh.
“Oh, God!”
He ran his open mouth up and down her thighs until she wrapped her legs around his back and pulled him toward her. He chuckled and caught himself with his hands on either side of her hips.
“Patience, baby. You’ll get yours—eventually.” He smiled down at her.
Jenna growled and started to move her hands down when he cocked his head at her. She grimaced and shoved them back over her head again.
Riley lowered his head once again and blew across cunt. First his warm breath then a cool stream of air rippled across her pussy. She moaned and lifted her hips toward his mouth. He backed away.
“Uh, uh, uh.” He shook his finger at her. “None of that.”
He leaned down and kissed the wet lips of her pussy. It was a struggle, but she managed to remain still. He rewarded her with a quick lick over her pussy lips. She couldn’t help but follow his mouth. The feel of his tongue against her sensitive pussy lips gave her clit something to sta
nd up for. He ran a finger down her center then spread her intimate lips and settled in to tease and feast on her. Jenna nearly came unglued the first time he touched her clit. Then he avoided it and concentrated his attentions on her entrance where he fucked her with his stiffened tongue. She was almost mindless with pleasure now.
“Please! Please do something. Fuck me,” she begged.
He teased her clit again, rubbing his tongue over it until she thought she would come, but he backed off once again. She screamed in frustration. It did nothing to sway him. He continued teasing her clit until she bucked and pulled with her legs enough that he smiled, an amused expression on his face. Finally, he unhitched her legs from around him and stood up. Jenna thought he was going to leave her like that, but his hands went to the button on his jeans and undid it. Then he slowly unzipped his pants, keeping her eyes captive with his.
When he pulled them down to his knees, she nearly died of relief. He reached down and pulled out a condom. He tore it open with his teeth then rolled it down over his stiff cock.
“Get on all fours, but watch your ankle.”
She hurried to obey him. His sex-roughened voice pulled at her center. She would do almost anything he asked at this point.
He rubbed his thick erection up and down her slit, spreading her pussy juices around and over the covered head of his penis. He pushed forward, and in one hard shove, was completely inside her. She screamed at the sudden invasion. It felt so damn good. She squeezed her vaginal muscles tight to let him know how good it felt. He cursed above her and pulled back. Her hips followed him, not wanting to lose the thick cock. When he shoved forward again, she met him with a backward thrust of her own. He reached the end of her womb and bumped her cervix. The sudden jolt of pain sent splinters of pleasure through to her clit. She loved it.
The faster he drove into her, the harder she pushed back against him. She forgot about her injuries. Her ankle didn’t bother her. Nothing registered except his cock inside of her. He spanked her ass, and she moaned. The sharp slap sent sparks deep within her. He slapped the other side and then repeated it over and over until her ass felt like it was on fire. Nothing had ever felt so good before.
Over and over, he rammed into her. His thick cock stretched her endlessly. He growled, and his rhythm began to falter. He was going to come. She whimpered and went to find her clit with her hand, but he was already there. He pinched it, and she came so hard she thought she might pass out. She heard his shout above her, and then they were both falling to the couch.
Chapter Nine
The sharp knock on the door startled them. Riley groaned and moved off of Jenna. He helped her turn over. Panic-stricken eyes met his. He grabbed their clothes then picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. He shoved his legs into his jeans.
“Stay here and I’ll get rid of them. I’m sure it’s either Morgan or Tyler wanting to let me know what they did or didn’t see.” Riley closed the door and walked back into the living room.
It smelled of eggs, toast, and sex, but there was no reason for Jenna to realize that. He smiled and checked the door before he let Morgan inside. The other man walked in and then frowned.
“There better be coffee.”
“There’s coffee.” Riley walked ahead of him into the kitchen.
“So while I’ve been out in the heat with the damn mosquitoes, you’ve been in the cool air-conditioning making nice with Jenna. Now where is the justice in that, I ask you?” Morgan grabbed a cup off the drainer and poured a cup of coffee.
“Where’s Tyler?” Riley asked.
“Talking with Logan out back.”
“Did anything happen last night out there?”
Logan sipped his coffee. “Not really. One of the neighbors down the street had a fight at two a.m. over meat loaf.” He waved his hand in the air. “Don’t ask me. I don’t know why they would fight about that at two in the morning.”
“Nothing else?”
“Nope.” Morgan sat his coffee cup on the bar and stretched to his full height.
“I better go so they can come in. I don’t want too many people inside at one time. I doubt there is anyone out there right now, but you never know.” Morgan rinsed out his cup and walked over to the kitchen door. “I’ll check in with you tonight when I get ready to come over.”
“Thanks, man.” Riley bumped knuckles with him before he left.
Jenna walked into the kitchen and headed for the coffee without looking at Riley. He sighed. She was back to being uncomfortable around him. He decided to take the bull by the horns. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
“You smell good enough to eat.”
She scrunched up her neck when he moved her hair over to kiss the back of her neck.
“Don’t do that,” she squealed.
“Don’t do what?” He kissed her shoulder. “This?”
“Let me drink my coffee.” She edged farther down the counter from him.
He smiled when she turned around. Her hair was mussed even though she’d made an effort to brush it into some semblance of order. Her lips where swollen from his kisses. She’d managed to get her clothes on straight, so he figured he would keep the rest to himself.
Someone knocked at the door. Jenna jumped, but she didn’t turn and run. Riley crossed the room to open the door. Logan walked in.
“Where is Tyler?” he asked.
“I sent him on to the house to get some sleep. There wasn’t anything to report anyway.”
“There’s coffee if you want some,” Jenna offered.
“Thanks, I had plenty at home. How are you doing today?”
“I’m fine, but ready for all of this to be over with though.”
“I know you are. He’ll show his hand soon, and when he does, we’ll be ready for him.” Logan nodded his head at Riley.
Riley walked over and put his arm around Jenna’s shoulders. She stiffened at first. Slowly, she relaxed into his embrace. God, he wanted her in his life, but his life was no place for someone like her. She was everything he wasn’t, sweet, calm, innocent in so many ways, but he was the opposite. He’d never been innocent in his life. He held in a chuckle at the thought.
“I think you two should go out for a little while and let him see you. Then come back and keep the curtains open for awhile,” Logan suggested.
“I don’t want her exposed like that. I don’t trust this guy.” Riley wasn’t happy with the plan.
“He’s going to want to get his hands on her. You know that, Riley. He isn’t going to try to shoot her. It’s personal for him.”
“Yeah, I know you’re right. I don’t like it.”
“I want this over with. I say we do it.” Jenna pushed out of Riley’s hold and turned to face him. “If it will flush him out sooner, I’m all for it.”
“Baby, I just don’t want to take a chance that you get hurt again.”
“I’ll be following you, as well. If he comes out in the open, I’ll have him.” Logan crossed his arms over his chest.
“Fine. When do you want to do this?” Riley asked. He still wasn’t happy about it.
“After lunch. Give me an idea where you’re planning to go so I can anticipate your route.”
Riley glanced at Jenna. “You know the town better than I do.”
Jenna decided on a route and the stops they would make. Logan nodded and left them alone once again.
“It will be okay, Riley.”
“I know. I have to worry. That’s what you have me around for.” The minute he said it, he was sorry he had.
He didn’t want her to think the only reason he was there was as her bodyguard. The sex was just a fringe benefit for him. It wasn’t like that at all. So what if she does? You’re not planning to stick around anyway. No, but it did matter what she thought of him. He could admit that to himself.
“I’m going to take a shower.” Jenna turned to go back to the bedroom.
Riley stopped her with a hand on her arm. He backed
her up against the refrigerator. She looked up with big eyes. He smiled and dipped his head to claim her lips. She resisted at first then relaxed into him and opened her mouth. He swooped in and took possession of it. She twined her tongue around his.
When he finally released her, she swayed on her feet. He smiled and steadied her. Then he pushed her toward the bedroom.
“Go shower before I join you and we get side-tracked.”
“I wouldn’t mind if you did,” she said shyly.
He groaned and shook his head. “Don’t tempt me like that.”
Her smile faltered, and she rushed out of the room. He blew out a breath but didn’t follow her. He really needed to check on some things without her in the room. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Tyler’s number. The other man picked up on the second ring.
“Yeah?”
“What did you find out about Gregg?”
“He’s a badass wannabe. He got out early because they are overcrowded. I guess they figured he wasn’t dangerous to society.” Tyler’s sarcasm wasn’t lost on Riley.
“Yeah, just to Jenna.”
“He isn’t going to stop till he kills her. He complained about everything being her fault while he was inside.”
Riley ran a hand over his face. He was afraid of that. The man was a classic example of a wife beater. Everything was the woman’s fault. If she would just act right, not mess up, everything would be fine.
“So, are you planning on eliminating him or what?” Tyler asked.
“I plan to do whatever it takes to keep him from hurting Jenna again,” Riley said.
“I got you.” Tyler hung up.
* * * *
Jenna climbed out of the shower and dried off. Even after washing off, she could still feel Riley’s touch against her skin, his hands caressing her, his cock deep inside of her. What was she going to do when he was gone? She knew he would leave. He wasn’t the settling-down type of man. Even though she knew it, she still hoped deep inside that he would change his mind. Not going to happen. Men don’t change who they are, especially not for a woman.
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