AintNoAngel (6 page)

She felt naughty peeking out of the curtains at him but
couldn’t bring herself to turn away. His tanned muscles flexed and bunched
under the strain and a shiny coat of sweat covered him. Her eyes were drawn
again and again to the tattoo that covered his right shoulder. It was large and
started at his neck and traveled halfway down his biceps, covering the top corner
of his chest. His faded jeans hung low on his narrow hips and she licked her
lips while watching him.

She wished circumstances were different. Letting the curtain
drop back into place, she headed for her little office at the back of the
house. It was time to deal with some paperwork. If that didn’t cure her wet
panties then nothing would.

It was several hours later when Travis found her at her
desk, the computer screen shining on her face.

She looked exhausted.

“Hey,” he said as he walked over to stand behind her and rub
her tense shoulders.

“Mmmm. That feels good.” She leaned back into his hands and
closed her eyes.

“Why don’t you call it a day and ride to my place with me so
I can get clothes and the equipment I need? I’ll buy you dinner.”

There was no way he was leaving her here anyway.

“Okay,” she said, sitting up and shuffling papers. “Just let
me turn my PC off.”

It surprised him that she didn’t primp for twenty minutes
like he expected. She disappeared in the bathroom for five, grabbed her purse
and was ready to go.

They drove in silence for a while. Both of them were lost in
the circumstances that had brought them together.

Travis was busy lecturing certain parts of himself that were
responding to her scent in the close confines of the truck cab.

He stopped at a little place along the way for dinner and he
was surprised at how much she made him laugh. It wasn’t that she was
intentionally funny but she still managed to make him smile.

They also had a lot in common. He didn’t trust easily and
neither did she. Neither of them had been in a serious relationship for a
couple years. Although he understood why she wouldn’t be.

The rest of the way to his place they talked.

“What happened to your parents?” he asked her gently.

“A drunk driver hit them head-on. He walked away and they
didn’t.” Her voice had that flat, emotionless tone again. He noticed that she
did that when she didn’t want to talk about something.

She lapsed into silence and he felt like an ass for even
bringing it up. What he really wanted to know was how she had met Cyrus. But he
figured she wouldn’t want to talk about that either.

After a few minutes she went on, “I met Cyrus right after it
happened. It was one of his first big accidents as chief of police.”

Travis remembered it now. It had been his first case as a
rookie cop. He had done most of the legwork but had never met Jessie. The
accident had been brutal. Cyrus had done all the talking with the family
members and the local media. But he didn’t tell her that.

“He started making it a point to check in on me. Took me out
to dinner,” she said quietly.

Travis could tell that she was lost in her memories and
didn’t push her. But he didn’t have to.

“I’m not sure why but he was what I needed at the time.
Cyrus put on a good show and by the time I realized it, it was too late. I
think I was more in love with the idea of him than anything. What really scares
me is that he was a police officer. Someone who was supposed to serve and
protect, not beat up his wife,” she said, turning to him. “I guess the rest is
history, as they say.”

He smiled at her and felt something he hadn’t noticed
before. It wasn’t just protectiveness, it was more than that. But he wasn’t
going to look too closely at what it was.

“So, Travis. I’ve told you know all about me and I don’t
really know anything about you.”

“What do you want to know?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Anything. Everything,” she told him with a
smile. “Tell me about your family.”

He never talked about his family. But as he glanced at her
face he couldn’t disappoint her.

“I was adopted by a farming family when I was a few months
old. They had four kids of their own who were all older than me and all girls.”

“You have four sisters?” she questioned.

“Yeah. But we aren’t close. My real parents died in a plane
crash the summer I turned eighteen. They were rich and left everything to me.”
He made it a point not to tell people about his past but he knew that Jessie
wouldn’t think any differently about him.

“Why did they do that after they had given you up for adoption?”

“My adoptive parents explained that they didn’t live the
kind of life to raise a child in. But they had kept in touch with my real
parents over the years. My adoptive mother had even sent them pictures. But
they never wanted to meet me.”

“Wow. I bet that was a shock. Did you know you were adopted
before your biological parents died?”

“Yes, my mother told me when I turned eighteen. It threw me
for a loop to find out my whole life was a lie.”

“What do you mean it was a lie?” she said quietly.

“My adoptive parents lied to me all those years and made me
believe that my sisters were really my sisters. Then once the money came people
looked at me differently. They were nicer and I just didn’t like it. I knew it
was fake. So I left town to join the police academy as soon as I graduated and
I haven’t gone back.”

Jessie was silent for a second and Travis hoped that she
would just leave it be. He wished he had never opened the door to her
questions.

“Is that why you aren’t close with your sisters anymore?”

“Yes.” He hoped she would get the point.

“Can I say one more thing and then I won’t ask any more
questions?”

“All right.” Travis knew what was coming. He didn’t know why
he thought she was different. She would ask about the money. The money his
parents had left him that he refused to touch. He hadn’t spent one red cent of
it and he didn’t plan to either. If they hadn’t wanted him in life then he
didn’t want anything from them either. He could take care of himself.

Jessie reached over and took one of his hands, holding it
with both of her own, and he was glad he had to keep his eyes on the road. He
didn’t want her to know that nothing she could say would make him use that
money.

“Travis, I’m an only child and you have no idea how many
times I have wished that I had a sister or a brother who would understand me.
Sometimes family isn’t related by blood and I don’t think you should throw away
a family just because of a little money.”

It wasn’t what he expected at all. He glanced her way and
the look on her face said it all. She was sorry for him.

He didn’t know what to say so he squeezed her hand as they
pulled into the parking lot of his apartment.

He helped her from the truck and her body slid down his. He
heard her suck in a breath and he could see her pulse pounding in her neck.

She looked up at him and he got lost in her blue eyes. Her
tongue came out to lick her bottom lip and before he could think twice about it
he lowered his head and kissed her.

He knew he shouldn’t be doing this but then she ran her
tongue over his bottom lip and his thought process came to a screeching halt.
Her lips parted and he tangled his tongue with hers, sliding around it and
coaxing her mouth open wider.

Her arms came up around his neck and she pressed her tits
into his chest. Travis gripped her hips and pulled her closer. She moaned when
he slid his hands back to cup her ass and her fingers trailed over his smooth
head.

His cock was as hard as steel and he broke his mouth away
before he took her right there up against the truck. She was breathing heavy
but then so was he.

She was still trailing her fingertips over his head and neck
and it was very distracting. He suddenly couldn’t remember why he had even come
home.

“Travis? What’s wrong?” She questioned him and he could hear
the disappointment in her voice.

“Come on, let’s go in.” He took her hand and led her into
the building and up the elevator to his apartment.

He flicked on lights as he went to the bedroom. Grabbing a
duffel from the closet, he started shoving clean clothes in it.

“Did I do something to upset you?” Jessie asked. She was
standing in the doorway, staring at him, confusion written all over her face.

“No, you didn’t. I’m just having a hard time keeping my
word,” he said as he zipped the bag and dropped it on the floor.

She came closer and asked, “What do you mean?”

“I told you I could only offer you one night.”

She turned away and sat heavily on his unmade bed.

“So, you regret kissing me downstairs because of our
agreement?”

“Regret isn’t the right word, it’s more like guilt. Nothing
has changed, Jessie. I still can’t give you more than just sex and you asked me
to protect you and I will. But it’s dangerous for me to be distracted when
Cyrus could show his face at any time,” Travis told her as he sat next to her
on the foot of the bed.

She nodded and he breathed a sigh of relief. There was no
way he would be able to resist her if she took it in her mind to seduce him.

“But Cyrus doesn’t know we are here, right?”

“It’s doubtful. Why?” he answered cautiously. He wasn’t sure
where she was going with this.

“Look, I like you, Travis, and I enjoyed the night we spent
together. I’m not looking for a relationship.”

She raised her baby blues and he suddenly knew what she
wanted.

“Let’s stay here tonight and tomorrow you can go back to being
my non-distracted bodyguard slash bounty hunter.”

Travis took all of five seconds to think it over. She was
right. No way would Cyrus know to look for her here. The door was locked and
there were condoms in the drawer by the bed.

He answered her by kneeling in front of her and pulling off
her sneakers and socks. He spread her jean-clad legs and wedged himself between
them.

She was so small compared to him, even on his knees she was
still only a couple inches higher than him as she sat on the bed.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked her one last
time.

“Yes, I’m sure.” She reached for him and put her slender
arms around his shoulders, pulling his face to her chest as she trailed kisses
along his head.

His cock immediately rose to attention and he reached out to
pull her shirt over her head and toss it behind him.

Her skin was soft and silky and he couldn’t resist rubbing
his nose along the lace that held her tits. He felt her nipples go hard and she
moaned low and deep.

Flicking her bra clasp open, Travis gazed at her tiny pink
nipples before sucking one into his mouth and then lapping at it with his
tongue. He licked his way to the other side as his hands went to the button on
her jeans.

He pulled Jessie to her feet and slid her jeans and panties
down her legs and off.

He stood then and picked her up, setting her down on the
tangle of blankets in the center of his bed. Her hair spread out around her
like a golden-red halo and he couldn’t take his eyes off her as he quickly got
rid of his clothes.

When he was naked he joined her on the bed and kicked the
sheet and blanket out of their way.

He ran his hands up and down her sides, repeatedly going
past her puckered nipples without touching them. She squirmed on the mattress,
waiting for him to give her what she wanted. Finally he relented and gave them
both a quick pinch between his fingers.

She responded by rolling to her side and hooking a leg over
his hip as she pulled him with her arms, effectively dragging him on top of
her.

Travis snaked a hand between their bodies, over her stomach
and lower. When he reached her pussy he found her little nub and rubbed back
and forth several times before sinking a finger in her heat.

She groaned and her nails dug into his biceps. She was wet
and ready for him and he couldn’t wait any longer to feel her wrapped around
him.

Jessie opened her eyes when he moved away to get a condom.
It was then that she noticed the mirrors over the bed. Travis came back down on
top of her but her eyes refused to move from the image of his strong back and
tight ass.

Travis lifted up on his arms and moved his face into her
line of vision.

“Like that, huh?” He chuckled and leaned down to suck on her
shoulder. Lowering down on his elbows, he nudged her legs farther apart and
plunged his hard cock deep within her body.

All as she watched in the mirrors overhead.

Jessie clung to him as they both cried out together. He left
his hips firmly locked against her as she adjusted to his large size and her
eyes closed as she sighed.

When she had relaxed somewhat, he started with a slow and
steady pace.

“Watch us in the mirror, Jessie girl.” His low voice rumbled
against her ear.

Jessie reopened her eyes and felt a whole new wave of
wetness release between her legs at the sight. Her belly flip-flopped and she
watched, mesmerized, as her hands slid, almost on their own, down his sides and
across his back.

She was so much paler than his tanned, golden skin. He
picked up the pace and she watched his ass move up and down on her. She could
see her legs splayed out under him and his muscles bunch as he moved.

It was the most erotic image she had ever seen.

Unexpectedly her legs quivered and her back arched on one
long wave of exquisite pleasure. A scream ripped from her throat and her nails
dug deep in his back. Her hips bucked, meeting his furious thrusts, their skin
slapping together.

She could feel the second that Travis started coming. He
growled loud in her ear and stopped his thrusts to rock his hips hard against
her.