“What’d Paddy say about our gruesome discovery?” he asked.
“He said he told me the autopsy was a waste of time. He still thinks the vamps are behind it. But in that case, why weren’t there two puncture marks?” She was still pissed at Paddy for second-guessing her.
Caleb leaned across the small counter space between them. His lips grazed her ear, and he breathed against her neck. “I know how to make it better.”
His gaze raked her body.
Lea shivered. He hadn’t found a way to remove the claim yet.
They sat on the couch, eating off their laps. Caleb drank a beer and seemed to relax. Apparently his day had gone better than hers. He relayed a story about the retirement of a longtime staff nurse. There’d been cake in the staff room, along with a pool estimating how long she would stay retired this time. She was on her third try.
“This is an exceptionally good quesadilla,” Lea said. “What’s your secret?”
Caleb studied his beer bottle before looking at her. “I’m afraid I can’t tell you that for free.”
“No worries.” She wiped her fingers on her napkin before setting her plate on the coffee table.
“You give up easily.”
“It wasn’t that good,” she said.
“You wound me.”
“I doubt that.”
Caleb set his plate down too. He leaned back, his eyes half closed. But he was watching her.
“Do you remember the place in Greenwich Village?” he asked.
Lea swallowed a larger piece of food than she’d intended. Her eyes watered.
That house sitting gig had been in a two-story brick townhouse near New York University where they’d indulged in some major role-playing during one of his visits. Having never gone to college proper, Lea enjoyed playing student to Caleb’s professor. She’d found the whole experience very instructive and exciting.
“Take off your shirt.”
She couldn’t believe her ears. She was so needing this now. How could he know?
“You heard me,” he said.
“Why?”
“Do you want me to fuck you or not?”
Lea didn’t move. “Not when you talk like that.”
“Liar.” He laughed. “I think you like it very much.” He stretched forward, drawing his index finger down her collarbone.
She shivered at his touch.
“We’ll only play if you want to,” he whispered. “Do you want to?”
Lea nodded.
“Good. Now don’t keep me waiting. Take off your shirt.”
Why didn’t he kiss her?
She moved toward him.
He held up his hand to stop her. “First, shirt off.”
“Fine.” She reached back to turn the closest light off.
“Leave the lights on.”
She looked at him. His pupils dilated so that only a light circle of blue was visible. Anticipation coursed through her. She crossed her arms and pulled her tank top over her head. She dropped the shirt on the coffee table. Today’s satin bra was lavender, her favorite color.
Lea didn’t recognize herself when she was with Caleb. Her desire for him scared her. If someone told her to do something, her first response as a New Yorker and an independent woman was “fuck off.”
At the thought of some bossy Caleb action, she would readily indulge in role-play. Under his stare, her nipples hardened.
She reached back over her shoulder to touch the claim mark. It felt warm under her fingertips.
4
Caleb
Her lavender scent reached his nostrils as soon as she was settled on his lap. God, she smelled delicious. Her scent imprinted on him. Through her bra, her nipples peaked.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, adjusting her legs so she straddled his.
He slid his hands down her back, feeling her goose bumps at his touch. He touched her claim mark, feeling it pulse under his fingertips. She was his.
His cock twitched. He settled his hands on her waist, pressing against her.
“Take off your shorts,” he said.
This time she didn’t argue. She easily unfolded herself, kneeling over him. She started to unbutton her shorts, but stopped.
“You do it,” she said.
Caleb brushed her hand aside, his fingertips stroking the smooth, flat skin on her belly. He unbuttoned and then unzipped her shorts. He slid them down one hip, then the other. She started pushing her panties down too.
“Panties stay on,” Caleb said. “For now.”
She raised herself on tiptoe, freeing one leg at a time while he dropped her shorts to the floor.
She settled back down on him, her hips doing a little swivel over his dick.
By the Goddess, that felt good.
He ran his non-bandaged thumb along the seam of her lacy panties.
The third time he ran his finger along her, she squeezed down against his hand.
“Take off your bra,” he said.
Lea stood next to the couch. She unclipped her bra, one arm holding the cups against her breasts as the straps slid down her shoulders.
Lea reached up and pulled the elastic band from her hair. Red-gold curls fell to her naked shoulders and breasts when she let her bra slip to the floor. Her already tight nipples hardened even more under his gaze.
“I’m cold. I know something that will warm me up.” She reached for the band of his scrubs. She untied the knot at the waist, then began easing them down his hips—difficult work with his bulge straining against the fabric. Sometimes by accident, sometimes not, her fingers brushed him. Finally she knelt before pulling his scrubs down to his knees. His thick cock pulsed against his briefs.
Lea licked her lips. She pulled down his briefs. Looking up, her gaze met his. She had such expressive eyes and a lovely mouth.
Caleb would never see his cock again without remembering Lea licking him like he was ice cream on a blistering day. Up and down, her tongue made pass after pass. She ran her tongue around his head so tightly, the teasing made him growl.
“Don’t you like it?” Lea asked, knowing full well he loved it. Her fingertips lightly massaged his balls. “You taste so good.”
“Take me in your sweet mouth and suck me.”
The tips of Lea’s bare breasts rubbed his thighs. At the touch of her lips against his engorged head, Caleb’s cock tapped her open mouth.
Caleb hissed through his clenched teeth. She delivered the most delicious torture.
Positioning herself right over his cock, Lea slowly lowered her mouth. He could feel the slight scrape of her teeth as she widened her jaw to accommodate his girth.
“Oh, baby, work me over.” Caleb’s fingers tangled in Lea’s soft curls.
Most of his cock was in her mouth, but he wasn’t quite there yet.
“Can you take any more? Your mouth feels like heaven.”
Lea lowered herself a fraction of an inch more. His cock rammed the back of her throat. He wasn’t going to last long with Lea sucking him for all she was worth. God, she was incredible.
“If you don’t want my cum in your mouth, then you’d better stop.”
Lea answered by digging her fingers into his bare ass, anchoring him to her. He looked down to see her bare ass jiggling as her head bobbed up and down on him. He wanted to watch her, but he couldn’t keep his eyes open. Doing anything at all beyond enjoying this amazing woman’s passion was impossible.
“Oh, baby. I’m coming.” Caleb flexed his hips as his hot seed spilled into Lea’s mouth. He tried to pull back slightly, but Lea wouldn’t have it. She swallowed his cum, every last drop.
It took effort to open his eyes. When he did, Lea rose and lay on him, her head tucked under his chin.
Caleb stroked her cheek, feeling her smile. “You took it all.”
She popped her head up, resting her chin on his chest. Caleb drew his thumb across her lower lip, still wet with his seed. She opened her mouth and gave his thumb a gentle suck.
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nbsp; “Yum,” Lea murmured. “I’m not cold anymore, either.”
“I’d better check for myself.” He dropped a hand between her legs, and his fingers skirted the edge of her panties. Gently, he slid a testing finger inside her. Her pussy was soaked; her internal muscles clenched his finger. Slowly, he stroked her.
Lea’s pupils dilated, and her mouth dropped open slightly. Her face relaxed, but her eyes stayed locked with his.
“That’s right, look at me,” Caleb said.
Without thinking, he cupped her breast with his injured hand, although the bandage on his thumb diminished his sensation. He used his uninjured fingers instead to play with her nipples while he stroked her inside.
The slick sound of Lea’s wetness in the quiet room stirred his cock to life.
“Rip my panties off.”
“Not yet.” This woman could be the death of him. She’d just given him the most incredible blow job of his life; minutes later, all he wanted to do was fuck her.
“Please,” Lea said. “I need you inside me.”
Caleb guided her hips over him. Looking up at Lea’s pale skin dusted with freckles, he ached for her. He had never wanted anyone so badly.
She closed her eyes, her head dropping back, anticipating her release. Her tits thrust forward, her dark pink nipples just inches from him.
He stroked his dick along the side of her panties. He couldn’t wait to bury himself inside her tight, wet warmth.
He slid his dick inside her panties, his tip touching her swollen sex lips.
Lea’s fingers dug into his shoulders, her breasts falling forward. Her teeth bit her lower lip in frustration.
“Want it?” he asked.
Eyes closed, Lea nodded. She tried to sink down on his dick, and it took every ounce of Caleb’s self-control to resist her. He’d never been inside a woman unsheathed. Had never wanted to. But with Lea, he did. Damn that she’d been with other guys since him. He wanted to claim her only for himself.
“We’ve got to stop.” Caleb licked a nipple, then sucked at the tight bud.
Lea moaned, rubbing herself against him.
“I’m not going to fuck you on this couch.”
She opened her eyes. She looked dazed. Her pupils were still dilated. A frown appeared between her brows.
“What?” she stammered.
“We need to move.”
Lea stayed still.
“The condoms are in the bedroom,” he insisted.
Another few seconds and she registered his words. He loved that she gave herself over so wholly to passion. He was going to fuck her so hard she wouldn’t be able to move without thinking of him.
They disentangled themselves, hurrying to his bedroom.
“Climb under the sheets,” Caleb demanded as he released her. ”I’ll be right there.”
He watched as she dove for the covers, her sweet ass bouncing as she hit the bed.
Caleb stepped into the bathroom, grabbing a condom from his toiletry kit. He pulled his scrub shirt over his head and made his way to the bed. Immediately, Lea’s arms wound around his torso. His back muscles twitched under her feathery touch. Would she scream his name? Or would she give up breathy little moans? He couldn’t wait to find out.
His cock throbbed, rock hard.
She ran her fingers lightly along his erection.
He shuddered at her touch, but now was her turn.
“Like it?” she asked. Her head was under his chin again as she lay partly on him.
He slid his hand along her belly and over her round hips, enjoying her lushness. His palm slid to her crotch, his fingers stroking her curls.
She’d removed her panties.
She closed her eyes, a smile on her lips. Her hand stopped stroking him.
Caleb brushed her lips, but he resisted her deepening kiss. “Better?” he asked. He slid another finger inside her, quickening his pace.
She moved against his fingers.
Perfect.
Her free hand reached for his cock again.
“That’s enough for now.” He rolled her onto her back. He trailed kisses down her neck and onto the swell of her breasts.
She lay back against the bed.
“I want to touch you,” Lea said as she squeezed her legs together, wiggling her hips against him. Her breasts bounced at her movement.
“I want that too.” His tongue trailed leisurely around one breast, then the other. “But first things first.”
Lea squirmed in impatience.
Then he took her tight little bud in his mouth, sucking hard. He opened his mouth wider to include her whole areola. Her tits were soft, yet firm.
Lea bucked. “That feels good.”
He turned his attention to her other breast.
By the time he was done, Lea was arching off the bed, offering herself up to him. He kissed his way down to her belly. Letting go of her arms, he slid down the bed farther. Spreading her legs, Caleb nuzzled between them. He inhaled her unique scent. His fingers spread her as he trailed his tongue along her swollen sex.
Then he sucked.
Lea struggled upright.
“Lie back,” he insisted. “You must’ve been a good girl this year. Christmas is coming early.” He pushed her legs farther apart before dropping his head down. “I promise.”
5
Lea
Lea floated on waves of pleasure. Her whole body tingled thanks to his clever tongue.
She had her own talents as well. Sucking Caleb off was different. Feeling the power she had over him was a huge turn-on. She liked making a hot yet rather arrogant man beg for her touch. The ache he stirred inside her was new. Her only disappointment when she lapped up his seed like a cat with cream was thinking she wouldn’t feel him inside her soon.
He nibbled, stroked, and sucked her clit. Holy fuck. Her inner thighs quivered. Caleb’s tongue alternated swirling and sucking, while Lea floated high above her body. She ran her hands through his thick head of hair; she loved the feel of it through her fingers.
Caleb stopped nibbling. Lea crested a wave, only to slide back down.
“Fuck me.” She ached for him.
She was on the edge of something wonderful, floating higher and higher.
Caleb increased the pace on her clit. Her pussy throbbed for him. She felt like a shooting star; she was too hot for her own body, and she was spinning out of control.
She arched off the bed, digging her fingers into his shoulders while he kept his head between her legs.
“Yes!” she cried. She squeezed her legs together, even with his head between them. There it was. The spot. It felt so fucking good deep inside her.
As she lay quaking, her body trembling with aftershocks, she became aware that Caleb was moving.
“Where are—?” Speech seemed too much effort.
“Just a sec.” He tore off a condom wrapper.
“That was . . .” Lea raised herself up on her elbows. He surprised her by sporting an impressive erection after such a short recovery time. Even still groggy, she eyed it greedily. “Oh, my.”
He unrolled the condom down his thick shaft and shot her a grin that made desire course through her. “We’re not done yet.”
She wanted him inside her.
Now.
He lowered himself over her before raising himself up on both forearms. His chest pressed against hers. She felt the beating of his heart.
“You have the sweetest, tightest pussy. I could eat you forever.” His eyes closed as she clenched around him.
“Fuck me.” Lea tilted her hips more, drawing him inside her.
Caleb’s jaw clenched. “I want that, too.”
Lea’s toes curled in anticipation. She felt the head of his cock enter her, but then he slowly pulled back out almost completely. The emptiness she felt gnawed at her. She wanted him buried deep inside her.
He withdrew and thrust in again.
Delicious internal teasing pleased her when he thrust and irritated her when he
pulled away. She wanted to hold him inside her as tightly as she could. His pace increased.
In and out.
In and out.
His chest hairs lightly rubbed her nipples.
Having his cock buried deep inside her wasn’t enough. She wanted every bit of Caleb to herself.
He dropped his forehead to hers, kissing her open-mouthed.
Their coupling was delicious. The anticipation of him; the feel of his body between her legs. His smell, even the sweat on his skin, turned her on.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he said.
A lifetime of dance training made that easy enough. As soon as her legs were wrapped behind him, Caleb adjusted his angle.
Deeper.
Inside Lea, something uncoiled. Something she couldn’t control—far beyond her, and yet deep within her.
She tried to hold him inside her as he rode her. “I want your balls.”
“Oh baby, I want you,” Caleb said, then lowered his mouth over hers again. Lea opened her mouth, sucking his tongue hard. Caleb moaned into her, thrusting even harder. “Like my balls pounding your ass? That feel good?”
“Harder.” Lea gasped. It felt amazing.
“Good girl. You like a hard fuck. That’s what I’m gonna give you.”
They found a rhythm all their own.
Then with one last thrust, he climaxed.
“Yes! Fucking yes!” Lea kneaded his ass with her fingers as he shuddered. Her only disappointment was that he was wearing a condom. She remembered the taste of his hot salty seed in her mouth. Her pussy wanted that too. It must be the claiming, that damn mark. Why else would she feel like this?
6
Caleb
Caleb rolled onto his back, shedding the condom before pulling Lea against him. Her head nestled along his shoulder. Strands of her long hair lay against his chest. He usually relished the post-romp haze. Sex, like exercise, was one of the few times his brain rested.
Now, though, he felt frightened. This claiming was a much bigger deal than he’d realized. He thought having sex with Lea would scratch the itch. But instead it amplified the confusing influx of feelings. Desire and protection made him never want her to leave this bed.
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