by Jenna Jacob
“That’s what I’m trying to do, but someone won’t quit talking so I can start getting down to business.” A wide, wicked grin spread across his lips. “Now shut up and lie back so I can take you nice and slow.”
“What if I want it fast and hard?” she taunted in a sultry voice.
“What if I don’t?”
The spark in his eyes reminded her how they used to banter like this. But Kaitlin knew Sky’s Achilles’ heel. Flashing him a seductive look, she slinked her hips slowly from side to side. “Sky,” she purred. “I need you to make love to me…however you want, but I need to feel you deep inside me…right now.”
“Christ,” he hissed.
Bingo, she cheered inwardly.
In an edgy rush, he grabbed his cock by the root and aligned himself against her folds. She wanted to giggle for thwarting his plans, but he suddenly snarled and pulled away. What the fuck? Her ploy had backfired miserably. Kaitlin wanted to scream.
“Goddammit, Sky. Stop messing with me. What the hell are you doing?”
“What I’ve been dying to do all damn day since I saw you in those fucking short shorts and that orange skimpy little top,” he barked.
Biting back a grin, she yelped when he bent and latched his mouth to her pussy. Possessively, he feasted on her sensitive clit and dripping folds. Her stomach muscles tightened and bunched as Sky savored and devoured her savagely.
Reaching down, she gripped his long hair, holding him exactly where she needed him to stay. He drove two fingers inside her, twisting and turning until he found that magical, sensitive place. Curling his fingers, Sky strummed her responsive bundle of nerves. Gasping, she undulated wildly as he sucked her throbbing clit between his lips. Kaitlin closed her eyes and willingly tumbled under his sensual spell.
Casting all her inhibitions aside, she ground her pussy against his face in slow, lewd sways. A rumble of approval reverberated over his mouth and vibrated through her core and up her spine.
“Yes. Oh, god, Sky. Yes,” she gasped, soaring high and hard.
His relentless tongue, lips, and fingers snaked around and deep inside her. His dark eyes bore a look of persuasion and adoration as they locked with hers. He lashed her clit with the tip of his tongue, and her orgasm mounted and hummed in a turbulent current as he tossed her toward the stars.
“Come for me, Katie,” Sky directed in a voice as deep and dark as midnight.
The blistering fire coalesced into a brilliant ball of light. She tensed and bowed, screaming his name on a splintered cry as the racing flames of bliss detonated within. The sound of her blood thundered in her ears dimmed only by her wails of ecstasy echoing off the walls. Burying his tongue deep in her core, Sky fucked her as she gripped and spasmed around him.
As the powerful quakes diminished, she opened her eyes to find him smiling with a purely proud grin. His dark eyes sparkled with satisfaction. Steering clear of her hypersensitive clit, he pressed kisses all around her folds.
The familiar chime of her cell phone pierced her bliss from the kitchen below, but she ignored it. Nothing short of a natural disaster was going to tear her from this bed before she reciprocated the spine-melting pleasure he’d just given her.
“They’ll call back if it’s important,” Sky assured her.
“My thoughts exactly.” She grinned, then quickly sobered. “I need to taste you.”
He shook his head. “I won’t last five seconds in your talented mouth right now. Spread those sexy legs wide for me.”
His command slid over her like warm, thick honey. “You think you’re going to last longer inside me?”
“Doubtful,” he replied. “It might be ten seconds…but it’ll be the best ten seconds of my life.”
Repositioning between her legs, he aligned himself to her sweltering cunt. Dragging his tongue up her body, he left a trail of dampness along her flesh as he hovered over her. His cock remained poised at her entrance while he stalled, dividing his attention and bathing each of her breasts with his talented mouth. When he finally began inching his wide crest through her folds, she exhaled a sigh of delight. Her muscles pulsated around him, sucking and pulling him deeper inside. As if purposely torturing her, he dipped his head and swirled his tongue in circles over each of her nipples before easing back to blow and admire her tightly drawn tips.
“So pretty…” Sky murmured. “And delicious. Your nipples are like rock candy…hard and sweet.”
Supporting his weight on one hand, he pinched and plucked at each throbbing tip as he fed inch after slow, maddening inch of his cock into her core. Skimming his lips farther up her body, he nipped the tripping pulse point at the base of her neck before tugging the lobe of her ear between his teeth. Kaitlin squealed softly as tingles followed the path of goose bumps over her skin.
Stretched achingly full, Kaitlin’s core fluttered around his cock. Sky lifted her legs, sliding in deeper still. A groan of raw pleasure bubbled from deep in his chest when she locked her ankles at the small of his back and rocked against his slow, rhythmic thrusts. He continued to toy with her nipples as he increased his cadence. Arcs of energy ricocheted from her clit to her brain and back as Sky increased his tempo even more. Friction, like a blistering fire, filled every cell and sang like a choir inside her.
Their gazes locked as Sky rocked deeper, harder, and faster, the two of them merging together in possessive passion, Fitting together so perfectly. She felt as if fate had designed them as one entity. Kaitlin felt more alive than ever before, and he’d done that for her, granted her the freedom to shed Kaitlin—the alter ego and shield of the antithesis of courage—and slide into the familiar skin of Katie once more. Liberated, her heart soared as sensations swamped her. All she could do was hold on tight and drown in the paradise he granted.
“Christ…the things you do to me. Damn woman,” Sky growled. The struggle to hold back was etched in the strain on his sweat-soaked face.
“Take me with you, Sky,” she begged. “Let me soar with you.”
Sliding his hand between their thrusting bodies, he strummed her clit, igniting her already shortened fuse.
“Oh, god. I’m coming…I love you,” she wailed.
He captured her lips in a potent kiss as the waves crashed through her and rolled her out to sea. Tearing from his mouth, she tossed back her head and screamed his name as he grunted and plowed through her contracting tunnel. Racked with spasms, her body convulsed beneath him as he hammered into her with quick, uneven thrusts. Digging his strong fingers into her hips, Sky answered her call with a feral roar. She felt him swell and pulse as she clutched roughly around him…felt his seed surge and splatter in a rush of heated bursts within.
Sky crumpled to the bed, his face pressed against her neck. His moist breath painted across her flesh while heavenly aftershocks sputtered through their bodies. Long minutes passed before he wrapped Katie’s boneless and tingling body in his arms. He pulled her with him so they lay on their sides, tangled in each other’s limbs. Their hearts thrummed and their chests heaved. She wanted to stay like this forever.
Neither spoke a word. Being lost in the strength of his loving arms, the heat of his rugged body, and the heady scent of sex in the air served to reinforce the truth she’d once longed to deny—she belonged with Sky. She always had and always would.
Floating on clouds of sated bliss, she felt emotionally complete and more treasured than words could describe. Katie had finally found peace.
~*~
With her warm body tucked against his, Sky felt drained yet energized. He’d planned to go slow, to take her gently. But it seemed every time he and Katie were alone, that powerful chemistry took over, and he couldn’t get inside her tight, hot body fast enough. Dammit. He had to quit mounting her like a dog in heat or she might try to put him on a leash and deny him more of this amazing pleasure. He chuckled inwardly. No. She loved the things he did to her as much as he loved doing them. Thankfully.
At first, he had feared she might shy away…
or not even enjoy sex again. But after last night and today, his fears had been erased. She’d been beyond willing, meeting him with the same intensity that blazed inside him. Though she’d been surprisingly responsive, she still hadn’t regained that aggressive streak she used to display. He knew the damage Doug had inflicted wouldn’t evaporate overnight. There was still a chance he’d flip a few hidden triggers inside her along the way. Like when he’d swept for IEDs, Sky would need to tread carefully. Still, nothing was going to dissuade him from bringing his former Katie back to the front lines.
“Come on, beautiful. Let’s crawl into the shower. I’ll wash your back.”
Katie grinned. “You mean you’ll wash my front.”
“Oh, yeah.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “And every luscious inch between.”
“Are you trying to make me walk with a limp?” she teased.
“If you start limping, I’ll just throw you on my back, like I do Nina, and give you piggy back rides wherever it is you need to go.”
“Oh, that’ll give the town plenty of gossip to talk about.”
“Let ’em. They’re just jealous they don’t have a hot, sexy woman strapped on their back.” Sky inched to the side of the bed and stood, holding Katie to his chest.
“I’m sure that’s what they’ll think,” she replied, rolling her eyes.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her warm wetness against his belly.
He groaned and shot her an inviting look. “Maybe I’ll just tote you around this way. It feels a whole lot better.”
Katie shot him a saucy grin. “Gran would have a heart attack, and Brooke would take a switch to our asses…but it would be worth it to see the look of horror on Hazel Johnson’s face.”
Sky cringed. “Don’t. If you say her name three times, she’ll appear like Beetlejuice.”
Katie giggled as he adjusted the temperature in the shower. Climbing inside, she grabbed the soap before he could. The minute her slick hands slid over his chest, Sky closed his eyes and moaned as she deftly massaged his muscles.
“God, that feels good. I might have to hire you on as my personal masseuse.”
“Oh, really? What’s the hourly rate for that?” she whispered seductively in his ear.
“Oh, I wouldn’t compensate you with money. I’d pay in orgasms. That is, if you don’t mind working for a man who has a stick up his ass,” Sky taunted with a wry grin.
Katie closed her eyes and let out a long, tortured groan. “Let’s not talk about that. Let’s talk about this instead, boss.” Katie slid a slippery fist around his erection. “Do you think there’s a sign-on bonus in my future?”
With a low growl, Sky gripped her wrists and pinned Katie up against the shower wall. “Yes and I’m going to give it to you right now.”
“Good. I hope there’ll be a lot of overtime, too.” She smirked.
He wiped the sassy grin off her face when he drove balls deep into her soft core. She gasped as he dipped his lips to her neck. A smile tugged his mouth when she tipped her head to the side, granting him easier access to nip and lick. Sipping the water sweetened by her skin, he worked his way along her jaw before capturing her bottom lip between his teeth. With a sharp tug, he suckled on her plump flesh, then plunged his tongue inside her mouth, matching the tempo of his driving cock. Katie went wild and clutched her hands into his hair. Cupping her breasts, Sky thumbed her nipples as he pinned her to the wall. Driving in deep and hard, he knew he had to slow things down before he embarrassed himself and ended too soon, but he couldn’t temper his insatiable need for her.
She raked her nails across his back. Sucking in a hiss, he thrust harder until her screams rose above the sound of the pounding water. With a grunt and a yell, Sky followed her over. Pleasure pulsed, and he lost what was left of his heart to the woman wrapped in his arms.
An hour later, he and Katie were dressed and standing in the kitchen. He watched as she picked up her cell phone and scowled.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, waiting to hear Doug’s name roll off her tongue.
“I missed a call from someone in Chicago. I recognize the area code but not the number.”
“Call them back. See who it is,” Sky replied with a shrug.
“No. I don’t want to risk my happy mood. It would be like Doug to try and trick me with a new cell phone number or something. I’m done talking to him. If he needs to tell me something, he’ll have to go through Reed to do it. Oh…which reminds me…”
Sky watched her hurry toward the front door and return with an express envelope. “What’s that?” he asked.
“It’s a restraining order. Reed thought it would be good to have…just in case.”
Sky nodded, knowing a piece of paper wouldn’t keep her safe if that piece of shit really intended to harm her. No. Keeping her safe was Sky’s job, and he intended to keep her from any and all harm. He leaned against the doorframe as he watched her make a call.
“This will only take a sec.” She smiled, raising one finger in the air.
“Take all the time you need. I’m not going anywhere.”
A line of worry wrinkled her forehead as she spoke into the phone. “It’s me again. Call me when you get this. I’m starting to get worried about you.”
“Who was that you left a message with?” he asked, watching her open her computer and glide her fingers over the keys.
“My assistant, Veronica. I’ve been trying to reach her all day. I’m checking to see if she sent me an email…but she didn’t,” Katie replied with a deep frown.
“He sounds paranoid,” Sky grumbled. And delusional besides being a complete fuck-knuckle.
“I’d call Thomas, but he’s probably giving our presentation to the Ballard Group.” Katie stared at her phone. “I’ll just text him.”
“Who is Thomas?”
“He’s a new creative director Doug hired. They didn’t work well together…too much matching ego, I think. Doug didn’t want to fire him, so he reassigned Thomas to me,” she replied as she tapped the screen on her phone.
“So, how do you get along with him?” Sky asked, trying to ignore a twinge of jealousy.
“Great. He’s innovative and the clients love him. He gets results. I like that.”
“Anything else you like about him?” Sky asked, arching his brows.
Katie slid her phone into her purse and looked up at him. “You mean…am I hot for my creative director? Ah…no.” She smirked. “But I do like this jealous side you’ve acquired. It’s cute.”
“Cute?” Sky scoffed. “I’ll show you cute when I rip off his head and shit down his throat.”
She laughed. “Come on, Tarzan, let’s go check on your mom.”
Leaving her computer and the envelope on the table, they walked across the road. When they entered the house, he saw Nina curled up in the crook of his mom’s legs as both his girls lay sleeping on the couch. Gran and Greg sat at the kitchen table, drinking iced tea. The old woman darted a glance between him and Katie as a smile spread over her lips.
“I’m glad you two are back. The ladies from the church brought us dinner. There’s lasagna heating up in the oven.”
“That sounds good. I’m hungry,” Sky replied, tossing a taunting grin toward Katie. She returned a look of irritation as a slow blush climbed up her cheeks. “How’s Mom doing?”
“She’s been catnapping off and on most of the afternoon. I don’t have to ask what you two have been up to,” Gran added with an ornery chuckle.
Katie’s blush grew bright red. “Good. I hope you don’t,” she mumbled. Sky just laughed.
“Honey, do you mind closing up the house and turning on the air conditioner? I think your mom might be more comfortable. There’s not a breeze blowing outside, and it’s hot as blazes in here today.”
“Will do.” He nodded.
After closing all the windows and turning on the AC, he and Katie set the table. Sky couldn’t keep his eyes off her or erase every second of the afternoon the
y’d shared. She sent him plenty of flirtatious glances that had him wanting to haul her back across the road and take her all damn night.
Think about something else, man, or you’ll be hiding a hard-on all through dinner.
Desperately needing a distraction, Sky knelt down beside the couch and peppered soft kisses over Nina’s cheek to wake her.
“Daddy,” she mumbled in a soft, sleepy voice. “I falled asleep again. I missed you.”
“I missed you too, muffin. Are you hungry?”
“Oh, yes.” She nodded rapidly before shaking Brooke’s legs. “Come on, Gramma. Daddy says it’s time to eat.”
Brooke opened one eye and smiled. “Something sure smells good.”
“Hey there, sleepy head,” Greg said as he joined them near the couch. “Do you want to eat with us at the table, or would you like me to fix you a tray?”
“No, honey. I’ll eat at the table. Thank you.”
Finally. His mom wasn’t trying to hide her feelings for Greg anymore. By the broad smile the man was wearing, it looked as if he was as glad as Sky about it, too.
“Wait,” Nina cried in alarm before bolting off the couch and racing to her princess backpack. “I made this for you today.”
Sky couldn’t help but smile. His heart melted when she presented him with art she’d made for him at playgroup. “That’s you and me in the cornfield, isn’t it?”
“Uh-huh.” Nina nodded somberly. The pensive look in his daughter’s eyes stabbed deep. He still hadn’t forgiven himself for lashing out at her that morning. Sky felt like a bastard all over again.
“Thank you, muffin. It’s the prettiest picture I’ve ever seen. Will you go hang it on the refrigerator for me? That way, every morning when I drink my coffee, I can stare at this beautiful work of art.”
Nina’s eyes sparkled as if he’d just sprinkled them with pixie dust. Quick as a flash, she raced to the kitchen. As Greg helped his mom from the couch, she scowled.
“I’m fine. You all don’t need to fuss over me,” she protested.
“We can’t help it, Mom. We love and care about you…all of us.” He bent close to her ear. “Do what makes you happy. You’ve earned it. Greg’s a good man. Don’t let him get away.”
