“Do me, Thomas John. Fuck me hard and deep.” She draped her knees over his elbows and scooted closer. He fit his thick head into her pussy and let the sensation overtake them as she opened to receive him. “I need you. Now.”
She was wetter than she’d ever been before. Wetter. Hotter. More swollen. She shuddered when he didn’t move. He felt the inner clenching of her channel as he slid in another millimeter. “I’m not going to last, so you’d better be ready to come when I’m in deep.”
Her eyes flared into twin flames of need as she reached for his hips to draw him in. “No worries, partner, I’m ready.”
He thumbed her clit and watched as she rolled her head back and braced herself on the bench. He cupped a breast and squeezed and plucked the nipple as he slid his shaft in to halfway.
He pulled out and saw the gleam of her juices coating his cock. The sight took him over the edge of reason and in one deep stroke he plunged in.
She crooned at the pressure and bounced her ass to take more. He rubbed her bud harder in wider circles and moisture flowed over his scalding flesh.
The rush took him over then and he pumped without thought, without reason until her breath hitched and her vaginal walls clamped and released in orgasm. She bit her lip and groaned as sensation rose and he spewed into her with a wild burr of release. “Marnie, God! I love you. I love this.”
When he opened his eyes, she kept hers closed for a moment to savor the glow. He pulled out and stepped back. “Are you okay? We forgot protection.”
She closed her legs quickly. “I’m healthy, if that’s what you mean. And I use birth control.” She slid off the bench with a little hop.
“I’m healthy, too. Regular blood donor.” He tucked and zipped and grinned. “Great way to spend the break. What gave you the idea?”
She slipped a finger into his tool belt and tugged. “Are you kidding? Men really have no idea, do they?” She kissed him before he could answer.
When she was done blowing his mind again, she opened the door and sauntered along the porch to the table and chairs. She raised an empty tumbler, filled it with ice cubes from the ice chest and then splashed tea into the glass. She cocked her hip and raised the tumbler like an offering, her eyes full of sexy promise.
It was then he recalled she hadn’t said it back. The big L word.
Hm. Too late to take it back, and he didn’t want to. She had huge decisions on her plate and she needed all the facts in order to make the right one for her.
And the fact he loved her was salient. At least to him.
Hm.
He’d be patient. She was still getting used to him. Still more in her element in her dance club than here in the quiet trees and the sighing woods.
She passed him the drink. “I’m going to set up a Web site for the inn. If Holly and Kylie have their hearts set on running the place, even for one season, then it’s the least I can do.” She lifted the corner of her mouth in a sheepish gesture. “I know how hard it is to get a business off the ground. If I dig in my heels, I’m only being a bitch.”
“And if you help with the Web site, you’ll feel better?”
“You got it. I love Holly like a sister and I don’t want any hard feelings over my decision on the inn.”
“So, you think you want to let Dennis change the focus of BackLit?”
“I didn’t say that. I’m still going over his figures, asking questions. It isn’t the kind of business you can find in a phone directory. But there are definite possibilities for profit there.” She put her hands on her hips and blew out a frustrated breath. “There, I said it. I’m intrigued by the profit margins.”
“Profit makes the world go round.”
She chuckled. “Spoken like a tried-and-true capitalist. And I happen to agree.”
“You’ve got a lot to consider.”
She set her palm to his cheek and stretched to bless his cheek with a kiss. “Yes, I do.” Her eyes shone and he knew she’d heard his too-soon declaration and had added it to her considerations.
“I know you’ll work this out. You’re smart enough to know exactly what you want.”
“Thanks, Thomas John.”
The use of his full name made him think of sex again. She only used it when she was feeling warm and friendly, like those first moments of recognition when she’d arrived. Once she’d seen the clearing out back, she’d reverted to TJ.
“Let me see the Web site when you’re done.” Creation would give her a sense of ownership of the inn, in spite of her desire to sell. That emotional connection to the place would act in his favor. “You’ll want to link to the locals. Chamber of commerce, the tourist association.”
He drank the icy tea then peered into the kitchen. Eli had his arms full of Kylie, and from the looks of things, they were about to finally set off that lightning storm. He could leave them be for a few minutes. Or not and drive Eli batty.
He rapped once on the kitchen window, keeping his face averted so as not to embarrass Kylie for her lack of taste in men. Hah! Take that, little brother.
“Break’s over,” he called. “Back to work.” He gave Marnie a wink and a soft squeeze on her ass before he sauntered back to the cabin. “Hey, boys,” he called to the crew. “I hope you’re ready to get back to it. Nothing like a short break to revive a man.”
Deke watched Kylie stride out to meet Eli, who’d suddenly fallen out of step and lagged behind. A second later, TJ tossed his hard hat across the yard. Deke shook his head. About time Kylie and Eli sorted out their shit. They’d been in heat for days, but too stubborn to admit it.
He liked the arrangement he had with Holly. They’d started with hot sex and continued that way. The things she could do with her tongue drove him wild.
His next glance at Holly nearly felled him in his tracks. She had her feet on the porch railing about hip width apart, like Marnie did. He’d been with her long enough to read her signals and one of them was the habit she had of pressing the sides of her breasts together with her arms. The effect was a line of cleavage that drew a man to thoughts of soft flesh surrounding a hard cock. “I’m not sure we’re going to get much work done after this break.”
After that he went on automatic as he drew close enough to read the full-out arousal in Holly’s gaze. He stood between those elegant legs of hers and watched as she pressed and released her tits. Asking for it. Just begging.
Eli rushed into the kitchen in a burr of male need with Kylie quick as a mink on his heels.
With TJ and Marnie shooting sparks of their own, he took the lead and tilted his head toward the corner of the inn. Holly stood, took his hand and they left the porch without a word.
Her hand was hot in his, and she leaned close to brush her nipple against his bare arm. “It was hot in the crane,” he said. “I’m a little sweaty.”
“You smell like a man. My man. And that’s all I care about. Now, take me somewhere we can be alone.”
He couldn’t help being surprised. He’d been a pig all week, demanding sex whenever, wherever the mood struck him. He wasn’t sure why, but he’d needed to fuck her time and again. Fuck being the operative word. He hadn’t been gentle. He hadn’t been kind.
He’d been driven by some primal need to possess, a need he’d been powerless to overcome alone. The fact that she hadn’t kicked him to the curb made his head spin. “Are you sure? I haven’t been the easiest man to live with—”
“Shut up, Deke, and follow me.”
He didn’t need to hear it twice. She led him through the front door of the inn and up the stairs with a speed that made him wonder what he was in for. Once inside the front bedroom, she closed the door, pushed him onto the bed and straddled him.
“Holly?” She’d been aroused quickly many times. She’d teased and coaxed and flirted his cock into full erection time and again, but she’d never been aggressive. Not like this.
He couldn’t believe the speed in her hands as she undid his jeans and stripped them down to his knees.
He tried to kick his jeans off and undo his tool belt at the same time but he was trapped. She pushed his hands away from his buckle. It was the oddest feeling to be trapped in his own jeans, unable to free himself.
But this was Holly and the lust in her gaze made him settle in for a great ride. “Won’t the buckle on my belt hurt you?”
“No. I like the belt on. Leave it.” She ran her hands over the leather. “Yes, I like the belt.” She stripped off her shorts in a deft move and licked the sweat off his belly. “You taste good, Deke, like a man.” Her fingers swirled through his chest hair and pulled a few strands taut.
He felt the pull and his hips jerked in response. “Like that, Deke? Do you like that I’m taking you instead of the other way around?”
He nodded without speaking, half afraid he’d say the wrong thing. Her scent wafted up from between her legs, so heavy with desire he wanted to ask for a taste, but this new version of Holly might say no, so he asked for nothing.
“You lay there and take it, Deke. Like I’ve had to all week. You’ve fucked me raw ever since I saw Jack and it’s my turn now.”
Jack! That bastard had bullied and frightened her and Deke had been a hair’s breadth from that same behavior all week. Ashamed, he settled back to let her have her moment.
Not that it would hurt him any to be under her thumb for a change. He deserved this slice of comeuppance. “Okay, you’ve got my attention.” And her taking charge was kind of hot. Correction, a whole lot of hot.
“Good.” She spit on both hands and spread the saliva all across her delicate palms, then braced each hand on either side of his cock. She rolled his shaft between her wet palms. Quick strokes while his skin slid and pulled.
He arched, shocked by the wild twist, but she didn’t stop, just worked him harder, faster until the tip of his cock wept with pre-come. His balls contracted and flexed.
“No, you can’t come until I say so.” She gave him a powerful twist that racked his balls into hard nuts. “You will eat me now and like it.”
No problem there! He wanted to howl, “Yes!” but her avid expression stopped him. She walked on her knees to straddle his face and settled her open slit on his mouth. She held on to the headboard and rocked against him. He flicked his tongue in a mad assault on her inner lips, her plump clit rubbing against his nose. When he pulled the engorged nub between his lips and sucked it, Holly arched and cried out. “Yes, that’s right! Suck it, lick it. Rock it.”
Her turgid bud engorged further, long and thick. She had the largest clit he’d ever seen and he made the most of it. He spread her labia with two fingers and gently wedged her clit behind his front teeth. He massaged it with his tongue, sending her into a shattering orgasm that sent fluid gushing over his chin.
His cock burned for her touch so he slipped his other hand to his shaft for some relief. “No, don’t touch yourself. That cock’s mine.” She grunted and more juice slid onto his face as she pressed her open slit to his mouth.
She wanted rough and fast so he shoved three fingers into her at once. When he turned them and pulled out she jerked and came in another rain of wet cream.
She spasmed on his fingers as he ground his teeth to keep from shooting his load. Holly sighed above him as her shudders eased. “Deke, one more thing,” she said firmly. She leaned back and tweaked his left nipple.
He jerked, afraid to ask what she had in mind.
With a scramble, she turned and moved back down to straddle his cock backward. She raised herself so she was on her feet in a full squat.
Her ass cheeks parted, soft as a peach, to expose her wet swollen lips. Her scent was heady and fresh. Her juices had smeared across her backside and upper thighs.
His balls contracted in preparation for whatever came next.
“Now. You come,” she ordered. She rose above him and grasped his cock to hold it at her entrance. “Look, Deke. Watch your cock spear into me. I take you, Deke. I take your cock. It’s mine because I take it.”
He bit the inside of his cheek to keep from blowing his load in a shower of spurts. Her lips were swollen and red while her slit opened so wide the head of his cock slipped inside in a tease so intense he nearly choked on his tongue.
He couldn’t take any more torture. He cupped her ass, the tips of his fingers just grazing her outer lips. The juice scent made him wild as he helped her keep her balance as her lips slid in millimeters down his shaft.
He saw spots before his eyes as she rose to the tip and back down again. “Unh,” he groaned, trying to bite it back.
“You’re so wet. I can see you taking me into your pussy. I see you take it, Holly. Is that what you want? To show me how you take it?”
“Yes, yes,” she hissed. “Watch me take it deep and deeper.” She dropped suddenly, sending a spark through his balls that ignited his need to pump. His hips moved up into her. “Yes,” she hissed again.
Her slick folds took him in deep and straight to the hilt. Wet suction and the pull of her inner walls was too much. On her next slide to take him all, he arched straight up into her and let orgasm thunder through his balls as they flexed and shot true. “Holly!” He lost it, lost himself, lost his mind as she pressed and took him deeper still.
A hip roll and shudder signaled another orgasm as she cried out with him. “Yessss!”
After the storm passed through them both, he sat up and cradled her limp body in his arms. “Babe?”
“Yes?” She hung her head, refusing to look at him while he held her.
“You can take me any time.”
“Oh, Deke.” She sniffled and rubbed a damp cheek on his forearm. “You’ve been so raw all week.” She turned in his arms, her eyes brimming. She slid her palm to his cheek and gave him a tentative smile.
“If I’ve been too rough with you, I apologize. I don’t know why I’ve been behaving like some caveman.”
“It’s okay, because I think I do know. You wondered if I had feelings for Jack.”
He frowned. “Maybe.” He thought about it. “Yes. I hated that you saw him alone, that you gave him a chance to try to talk you into going back to him.”
“Wrong. I needed to help him see the futility in pursuing me. No one can tell him what to feel, but he can be shown the path toward acceptance. Now that he has, he’ll move on. It was a gradual process, but I’ve finally succeeded in getting through to him.”
Wrong! Jack was a controlling bastard with an agenda and Holly refused to see the truth. But as long as Jack stayed away there was nothing Deke could do about the guy. He took comfort where he could. “At least he’s not calling anymore.”
“That’s a big step for Jack, believe me.” She kissed the tip of his nose. “You overwhelm me, Deke, with your broad chest and brawny shoulders. The way you focus on me takes my breath sometimes. I wanted to show you today that my feelings for you are just as powerful and primal as yours are for me.”
“Primal?” That about covered it. “Not animal?”
She grinned. “Well, maybe a little. And as long as I can show you my animal side once in a while, we’re good.”
18
Tonight. She’d have to wait until tonight for Eli to finish what they’d started. He’d shaken her to the core. She’d been kissed plenty. Hundreds, thousands of times, but never like that. She leaned on the counter over the sink and watched Eli follow his brother back to work.
Eli was potent, strong and so sexual he burned. Burned her. She massaged her arms where he’d gripped her before he’d lifted her tank top. She smoothed her shorts, letting her fingers drift across her mons. Tonight.
The promise of tonight with Eli would sustain her for the rest of the afternoon.
Marnie gathered the empty iced tea jug and glasses and stepped into the kitchen. She flushed as they each took their own inventory. Marnie arched an eyebrow at the twin damp spots Eli had left on her tank top.
Confidences were not for strangers, and Kylie had moved so often as a kid that she’d never bonded deeply wit
h any girlfriends. But still, this was Marnie. Family.
“Now do you have something going with Eli?” she asked with a smirk.
“I don’t know. It depends. Does planning on having sex later count?”
Marnie dealt with the empty glasses and jug. “I’d say so. But what about afterward? You’ll still be under the same roof, seeing each other every day until the cabins are done.”
She shifted, uneasy. “I’m not sure we even like each other.”
“Don’t you think you should decide that before you sleep with him?”
“What is this, the third degree?” She wasn’t used to sharing this much with anyone.
Marnie stepped close, put her hands on Kylie’s forearms in a light mimic of Eli’s grip. “Did I push a button?”
A worm of guilt cruised her chest looking for a place to settle. “Maybe,” she hedged.
“Good. That’s family, Kylie. I’ve known Holly’s buttons all my life, just the way TJ knows his brothers’. But you’re new to the fold and I’ve had a such short time to study you. So, I’m glad I can read this much about you.”
“You wanted to make me feel guilty?”
“No, although guilt operates freely in the family zone. But I wanted to know what kind of stuff makes you feel guilt. I can’t tell if it’s the sex or sex with Eli that’s got you in a knot.”
“It’s Eli. He makes my head spin. One minute I want to hate his guts and the next I want to fuck him senseless.”
“Holly and Deke took off for the sack within minutes of meeting each other.”
“No!”
“They moved so fast they blurred. Instantaneous heat.”
“She told me Deke’s been wild all week.”
“He has!” It was Holly, tousled and flushed, as she stepped into the kitchen from the living area. “We were upstairs,” she admitted with a shrug. “But it was my turn for wild.” She sighed, a fulfilled glow oozing from her pores.
“As I was about to say,” Marnie continued with an appreciative smile, “I think with Deke and Holly the sex has turned into much more. Right, cousin?”
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