Coming In Hot Box Set

by Gina Kincade

  Shayne ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him even closer.

  With his cock hard and pulsing, he touched her left thigh. Fuck, he wanted to inch higher and snake his hand inside her sweats shorts. But before he totally lost his senses, he pulled back. “You should be a nun.”

  “Why?”

  “Because you drive a man to insanity.”

  “You shouldn’t have kissed me.”

  “I know.”

  “Then why did you?”

  “To shut you up,” he replied, opened his door, then got out in hurry.

  It had been many months ago when he last shopped with a woman. With his last ex-girlfriend who acted crazy about everything fresh. Yvonne would eat only food that had been freshly bought from the store. She wouldn’t even go out to dinner, because according to her, everything at the restaurant lived in the freezer like zombies. Fucking crazy, really. He didn’t know why they lasted two months. Oh, wait, he knew. Yvonne, aside from a dirt-eater, had a fucking awesome body he couldn’t stop thinking about after they broke up. He could span her waistline with his hands while fucking her like it was the end of the world. Oh, yeah. He missed that about her, but when Yvonne started bringing potted vegetables to his place and threw away his salsa dip and chips, he wanted to end the relationship. He wanted to eat what he wanted and whenever he wanted. Between his favorite chips and Yvonne, chips won…Hands down.

  Ty watched Shayne skip the organic veggie isle, heading straight to the fruits. She moved so gracefully. As if everything around her was breakable. He noticed too, that she would always make eye contact with anyone, smile, and easily strike up a conversation. Hell, how could anyone not smile back? Just look at her. Dammed enchanting!

  Before this staring at Shayne’s picture made him dream of her, of them, and he would always wake up smiling. But being close to her for real—crazy! He might just attack her.

  A loud clang sounded.

  Ty blinked and realized he’d just hit the post that held the roll of plastic bags.

  Shayne looked over at him with her brows raised.

  He replied with thumbs up although he felt like an idiot. He wanted to laugh. He pushed the cart again, then stood beside Shayne. “Tomatoes look good.”

  “You like tomatoes?”

  “Yeah. As a pizza topping and especially on Pico de Gallo.”

  “What about grilled or stir fried?” Shayne bagged the tomatoes then handed it to Ty.

  “Love that, too.”

  “Have you tried eating it with salt?”

  “You mean eat it like an apple but with salt?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Hmm. I could try that. Makes my mouth water just thinking about it.”

  “You don’t really say no to any food, right?”

  “I’d say no to almonds. I’m allergic. But other than that, I can eat anything.”

  “Even Sushi?”

  “Yum!”

  “I can’t eat that. My taste buds just won’t accept it. Have you had Lumpia?”

  “Loom…what?”

  “L.U.M.P.I.A. But pronounced like a loom-pee-uh. Or egg rolls.”

  “Heck, I love egg rolls.”

  Shayne grabbed a clove of garlic and potatoes. “Well, you’ll love Lumpia then. My Filipino friends at the hospital always bring me Lumpia. So delicious. It’s evil, I tell you. Once you’ve tasted one, you want to keep eating more. I learned how to cook them. We’ll make some when we get home.”

  “Sure.” For some reason the word home wrapped around him like a blanket freshly out of the dryer. Ty imagined what it would be like to come home to Shayne. He bet it would be wonderful. She would have dinner ready everyday, freshly showered while their blue-eyed babies with dark hair were running around the house leaving a big mess in their wake. His heart starting beating fast at the thought while blood pounded in his ears. Shaking his head, he walked beside her. What in the world was going on in his fucking brain? He’d never felt like this before with anyone. It was as if she’d cast a spell on him.

  It was his friends’ fault. They’d all found their soul mates and popped out adorable babies that he couldn’t help but want a family of his own. A family. Shit! He needed to get out of this mental funk. Last thing he should be thinking about was family and how good they would be together in bed. Someone out there wanted Shayne dead. He needed to stay alert.

  “Uhm, Ty. That chicken is already dead. Stop glaring at it.”

  “Huh?” Letting out a deep breath, he put the pack of chicken into their cart. “Are we done here?” he snapped.

  “My, my. You’re moody, are you?”

  “I’m not.”

  A man stood beside Shayne. “Hi, there. Anything good here?”

  “The chicken wings are on sale, but the breasts—”

  Without conscious thought, he pulled Shayne closer to him. “Beat it, man.”

  “Hey!” The man glared. “What’s your problem, dude?”

  “What’s my problem?” Ty snarled as he stood between the man and Shayne, purposely blocking his view. He grinned at the man, then lifted his shirt to show his badge. He followed it up by reaching behind him where he had his gun holstered.

  The man wasn’t stupid. He knew what Ty was about. The asshole’s face turned chalk white as he backed off with his hands up in the air. He almost tripped on his own feet as he tried to leave in a hurry. His basket was left sitting on the poultry isle.

  “You’re not nice!” Shayne scowled and pinched Ty’s side.

  He just grabbed her hand and held it. “What if that’s the man trying to kill you?”

  “Well, he isn’t. If he wanted me dead, he would’ve done so right away. Without saying hi. He stood beside me, didn’t he?”

  “Maybe the shooter is a bad shot, Shayne, but stupid…no. So, if he were that asshole, he wouldn’t do you here in the grocery store. He probably just wanted to see your face up close.”

  Shayne scowled.

  Ty pulled her even closer. Still holding her hand, he wrapped her arm around his back. “Let’s go home and try your loompie.”

  “You’re incorrigible.”

  “And you like me.” He gave her a wink.

  “Say’s who?”

  Ty planted a kiss on Shayne’s temple. Just because—God, this woman would be the death of him.

  Shayne added more groceries into their cart.

  He found out that the woman had eyes for food. Nobody would guess that though, because like he said, she was just a quarter pounder.

  ****

  Oh, god. Shopping while holding hands with Ty? Not only that. He kissed her, too! What in the world was happening here? She shouldn’t let this happen. She hardly knew this man but—she liked it. Ugh! Shayne stared at the box of cereal in her hands. Should she even ask Ty if he liked it? Oh, boy. And what about Grady? What would he like for breakfast?

  “I’ll eat that.”

  Shayne glanced over at him. “You will?”

  “Yeah.”

  “But this is a Coco Puffs. Disgusting if you ask me.”

  “I’ll eat it,” he repeated.

  “Okay. What about Grady?”

  “He’ll eat mud if you put it on the table.”

  Shayne laughed, then placed the box into their overflowing cart. Ty practically bought every item on the Chip and Cracker aisle. “I think we got a few days’ worth of food here.”

  “No worries. If we run out I’ll just start eating your toes.”

  “Eww!”

  Ty wrapped his arm around Shayne’s shoulders while laughing. “I can’t very well start with your fingers. You need them to operate.”

  “Oh, wow. Thank you for the consideration.”

  “What can I say? I’m awesome.”

  And sinfully handsome, too. She wanted to add, but thought better of it. Ty knew his charm and wasn’t afraid to use it. For sure, he treated other women the way he was treating her right now—flirtatious. She shouldn’t get captivated by his seductiveness. For all
she knew, he was only trying to make her forget about what happened. Believing he could actually be attracted to her would be a shot to the moon. Right. Now, why did this thought make her feel so irritated?

  “Baby, stop.”

  Shayne blinked. “What?”

  “You’re grinding your teeth and everyone can hear you.”

  “Oh, crap. I didn’t.”

  “Just kidding. But what’s up with the intense look? You looked ready to do battle.”

  “Don’t mind me. Ready?”

  “Yeah. Oh, wait. I’ll get a bag of Oreos.”

  Shayne couldn’t help it, she laughed aloud. “Should we check the aisles again?”

  Chapter Five

  Dinner consisted of Glazed meatloaf, brussel sprouts mixed with bacon, shallots and garlic, baked potatoes rubbed with butter and Kosher salt. Garlic bread that Ty sliced added to the delicious meal and a red wine topped the evening’s rapture. However, the woman who sat in front of him wearing a white spaghetti strap dress that hugged her body like second skin was the best part of dinner.

  Her hair was piled up, but strands were already escaping its confines. A thin gold necklace with three sapphires adorned her beautiful and smooth neck. All night, he wondered what it would feel like to run his tongue along her skin, how she would react when he pulled her straps down, how their bodies would melt like one. Sexually explicit thoughts swam in his head making his body heat up. Ty picked up his glass then emptied it, hoping to divert his mind off to something less delicious. But how could he? Shayne looked like a delicacy.

  “Did you enjoy our dinner?” she asked.

  “Immensely.” Now if we could just go to your bedroom and have a delicious dessert of your body, our night would be complete.

  “We have five different kinds of ice cream. Coffee, chocolate with nuts, vanilla with cookies, and salted vanilla with caramel. All of which I might say are going to expand my waistline for sure.”

  “No one would notice even if you gained fifty pounds right now.”

  “Well, Agent Cartwright, in my line of work I am constantly on my feet, running around. I need to be lighter.”

  “What an excuse. Just admit it. You are like every other women. Obsessed about their bodies.”

  “And how many women have you known in your what…forty seven years of age?”

  “Ha. Ha.”

  “So, ready for ice cream?”

  “Sure.” He got up to clear the table while Shayne looked for her ice cream scooper. The kitchen was pretty small for both of them to be in it. He even had to flatten his back against the wall a couple times to make room for Shayne. But he liked the intimacy it gave. Elbow to elbow, they worked together in the kitchen.

  “I guess a spoon will do. Can’t find the scooper.”

  “If you wash the dishes once in a while, maybe you’d have a better chance of finding it.”

  “Oh, really now! Are you calling me lazy?”

  Ty laughed.

  She spooned some ice cream in past her luscious lips. “Hmm. Salted Caramel Core is so good.”

  “Hey, that’s not fair.”

  Shayne giggled. “Okay, here…Try this.”

  The idea of sharing the same spoon made his cock thickened in a hurry. With his eyes on Shayne, he took the bite. The ice cream’s flavor mixed with Shayne’s taste nearly made him drop the plate he was holding. If this feeling continued, he would have to protect Shayne from him. Fuck.

  “You don’t like it.”

  “I do.”

  “You could have fooled me.”

  Still staring at Shayne, Ty gently placed the plate into the sink. He put his hand on her hip then pulled her close. “You’ve just given me a sample of how good you taste, quarter pounder.”

  “I taste that bad?”

  Ty laughed, then shook his head. “You taste like a flavor I would name sinfully mine.” Tightly, he held her, loving the feel of her body pressed against his. With his hand behind her head, he began kissing her the way he’d imagined it all day. Ty took possession of her mouth. Sweet pleasure travelled down along his belly. He groaned from it. But it wasn’t enough. He cupped her ass then bunched up her dress until he finally felt her soft skin. While exploring Shayne’s mouth with his tongue, he lowered her panties. Good fucking god—she felt fantastic in his arms.

  Shayne moaned in sync with his hard breathing.

  Tearing his mouth from hers, he began kissing his way down her neck, nipping and sucking on her skin. He lowered her strap then inhaled the sweet skin of her shoulder all the while kneading her perfectly rounded ass. Ty could feel himself slipping, but he needed to take it slow. However, when he found that Shayne wasn’t wearing a bra, he nearly lost it. He gritted his teeth and tried with all his might to not free his cock and make love with Shayne right here in her kitchen. “Love…where have you been all my life?”

  “Here. Oh, god. Please don’t stop.”

  Ty grinned. “I won’t.”

  Shayne’s dress pooled around her hips exposing her firm breasts with pink areolas.

  “Oh, wow. Beautiful.” He lowered his head to capture one nipple between his lips and then began sucking it.

  She arched her back, giving him more of her flesh. “Ty—oh…”

  He feasted on her breasts. He gave each one equal attention. Whenever he opened his mouth to suck her hard, Shayne would moan louder. So he repeated the action until both of them were panting hard. “Baby, I have to taste you,” he whispered while nuzzling her belly.

  Shayne replied with a sexy sigh.

  Taking it as a yes, Ty went down on his knees and pulled Shayne’s dress down, exposing her. Oh, she smelled fantastic. Her mound was high. Ty nipped at it. “Lift your leg, love. Use my shoulder.”

  “Ty…” Shayne whispered but complied.

  Thighs wide open, he licked her pussy through her panties repeatedly. He wanted to go slow still, but the beast inside him was coming out fast. He sucked her hard. Shayne’s sweet taste made him growl. His control slipping, he pulled her panties aside to expose her pussy. “Fuck,” he whispered then sucked on her clit.

  Shayne let out a tiny scream. Her fingers digging through his scalp. “Oh, god. Ty…”

  “Hmmm…Shayne…” Using his fingers, he spread her pussy wide then switched between running his tongue on her wet lips and lapping at her. He felt like exploding.

  “Ty—I want—Ty, please.”

  “I know love. I’ll help you come. Spread your pussy. Yeah, like that.” While tongue-fucking Shayne, he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his fly. The way Shayne was moving her hips, he knew she was close. He flicked her clit then trapped it between his lips. Fuckin’ A, her taste was driving him crazy. He felt like a madman wanting more than just a taste. Using his two fingers, he penetrated her. Slowly at first, then faster and faster synching with the sucking motion on her clit.

  “Ty, oh my god. Don’t stop. Yes!”

  Shayne’s butt muscles contracted. She nearly spit out his fingers, but he didn’t stop. He kept pleasuring her clit until she relaxed. Ty planted kisses on her belly before standing up. With his gaze on Shayne, he picked her up.

  Shayne stared back at him with her eyes halfmast. She looked so fucking beautiful.

  Bedroom was upstairs. Too many steps. The man-eating-couch was closer. With purposeful stride, he went to the living room. His cock throbbed fiercely. Slowly, he lowered Shayne onto the couch. Their gazes still locked he shucked his pants. “You’re so gorgeous.”

  “You, too.”

  Grinning, Ty kissed Shayne’s breasts again making her moan sexily. While he stoked her fire again with kisses, he ran his fingers through her slippery pussy lips. He could get used to this. Damn.

  He continued pleasuring Shayne until she became restless. “Ty…come to me.”

  He raised his head to look at her. “I want you to come again.”

  “Take me,” she whispered.

  Ty positioned himself between her legs. He rubbed his cock on her c
lit, teasing her and then ever so slowly, he penetrated her. He hissed from the intense pleasure. “Oh, yeah, baby. Now we fuck.” Like a mad bull, he rode Shayne. He reveled in seeing pleasure registering on her face. Good fucking god. He dreamed of this, but never in his wild imaginings that it would this good. He didn’t want the moment to end. But he couldn’t stop his climax from happening. He had to let it go….the feeling was indescribable. “Oh, babe.”

  “It’s exquisite,” Shayne whispered.

  His chest was still pounding hard when Shayne’s phone rang. Such horrible timing and didn’t want to stop, but she stiffened beneath him. “Wanna get that?”

  Shayne licked her lips. “Yes. It must be important.”

  With one last kiss on the lips, he sat on his heels, then helped her get up.

  She was still naked, however her mind was already diverted to who it was calling. She hurriedly found her dress in the kitchen and put it on.

  While she answered the phone, Ty picked up her panties. Without thinking twice, he pocketed the soft material and then got ready. The way she listened, he figured it must have been an emergency. He grabbed his keys and wallet on the end table.

  “Ty—”

  “Let’s go.”

  ****

  While in the car, Shayne explained what the call was about. A young boy collapsed while playing football. She told him everything as if she knew him.

  He even noticed her hand shook a bit while blaming herself for not being in the hospital. Ty didn’t say anything. He just drove over the speed limit, weaved around cars and at one point turned on his siren.

  Still, Shayne mumbled that she wished they could fly.

  As soon as they made it to the hospital, someone wearing scrubs was already there waiting for her.

  Shayne looked back at him once before disappearing behind the silver door.

  Ty noticed how the staff looked so relieved as soon as she walked in. Damn, she commanded everyone’s attention as if she would be the one to save the world.

  He didn’t know how long Shayne would be gone, but he didn’t feel like leaving the hospital at all. Ty planted himself outside the double doors where he was told not go in.

  A couple that must have been in their mid-fifties sat on the chairs lined against the wall. They looked beyond sad. The man glanced up and nodded his head.