Authors: Annie Evans
Sure enough, his next words removed all doubt. “You’re mine,
Kai. Always have been.”
Emotion threatened to choke her to death. Fresh tears burned
the back of her eyes. Kai clutched at his shoulders and neck, pulled him down
to her mouth. His kiss was just as possessive as his domination of her body.
She whimpered as the first twinges of her orgasm began to shimmer in her core.
“
Please
. I’m so close.”
Fritz stopped thrusting his hips. He withdrew his cock until
only the head remained inside her. “Say you’re mine.” His eyes softened, along
with his tone. “Say it and I’ll let you come.”
Kai whined her displeasure and panted, “I’m yours.” The
gathering tears slid from the corners of her eyes, joining the dampness of her
hair.
“Good girl,” he murmured and pushed back inside her pussy.
Fritz slipped his hand between their bodies, stroking her
clit with the rough pad of his thumb. That precise touch was all she needed.
Crying out, Kai splintered into a million glittering pieces.
She was vaguely aware of Fritz groaning and joining her,
then his solid weight pressing her into the mattress. She didn’t care if she
suffocated beneath him. In that moment, she could die a happy, satisfied woman.
Fritz made a quick trip to the bathroom to dispose of the
condom while Kai stretched out on his bed, humming her contentment. He pulled
his jeans on sans underwear and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Kai had never looked more beautiful than she did now—smooth
skin flushed pink with lingering arousal, lips and nipples swollen and red from
his rough kisses, her pale hair curling into soft waves as it dried. The
reunion sex had been better than he could’ve ever imagined, which both pleased
and unsettled him equally.
There was something different about her, something that
bothered him. Perhaps she seemed more fragile than he remembered her ever
being. But the tears she’d shed earlier had been his doing and he felt guilty
as hell for that.
He wanted the old Kai back, the one who would sooner tell
him to kiss her ass than let him see her cry. There’d been glimpses of her here
and there, but not near enough.
He’d meant what he said. She was
his
. Always had
been, always would be, she just needed convincing. Part of the reason he’d made
love to her was to prove that point, but it was only a fractional part. The
rest was plain ol’ undiluted desire, the strength of which hadn’t diminished
one iota during their time apart.
Problem was, now that he knew for a fact just how good they
could be together as adults, it would consume him. It already did. No sooner
had he settled his ass on the bed beside her than his mind was drifting to the
next time he’d have her.
She rolled to her knees and draped herself across his back.
The soft globes of her breasts pressed against his skin, teasing him with their
velvety softness. Looping her arms around his shoulders, Kai nuzzled the side
of his face. “What were you doing out my way this afternoon?”
“Looking for you.”
He felt her stiffen. “But how—”
“I don’t have your cell number so I called your parents’
house. The housekeeper said you’d gone for a run. Told me the direction she saw
you take.”
She dropped her chin to his shoulder. “Why were you looking
for me?”
“I acted like an ass at the barn. I didn’t mean to hurt you.
I’m sorry for that.”
“It’s okay.” She sighed against his neck, hesitated. “Am
I…forgiven too?” Her voice broke and for a moment Fritz was afraid she might
start crying again. They’d hurt each other enough already.
He tugged her around to face him. It was damn distracting,
having her warm, naked body so close, so he tried to focus on her face and the
things he needed to say. “We’re gettin’ there. It’s gonna take time though, to
build that trust again. To get past all that old hurt.”
She nodded, her shoulders drooping a bit. “Is that what this
was about? Were you trying to prove a point or punish me somehow?”
Fritz frowned and caught her jaw in his fingers. “Did it
feel like punishment?”
Her gaze drifted down to his throat. “There was a moment
where I could almost sense your anger.”
“It wasn’t anger.” He tipped her chin up, forcing her to
look at him. “See, I was the first man you allowed between those gorgeous
thighs of yours, and I intend to be the last.” He paused to let his words sink
in while watching her eyes grow smoky with what he hoped was acceptance. Then
he kissed her deeply, drinking in the slow, sure submission of her body to his
touch. “The rest is up to you.” A touch of confusion flitted through her eyes.
Fritz smiled and set her away from him so he could stand up. “Are you hungry?
I’ve got leftovers in the fridge I thought I’d heat up for supper.”
Kai glanced down at herself. “I can’t very well parade
around your house naked since you don’t see a need for curtains.”
He smirked and found the shirt he’d discarded earlier,
holding it up for her. “Wouldn’t bother me a bit. Come ’ere.” Kai crawled from
the bed and sauntered toward him. No surprise, his cock stirred at the sexy
show. She slid her arms into the shirt’s sleeves and turned around. Fritz
rolled them to her elbows and snapped her up, leaving the top three undone. The
hem hit her upper thigh, so plenty of golden skin was still exposed.
“What about my panties?”
“They’re in the washer with the rest of your clothes. I’d
rather you didn’t wear any.”
“Now there’s some shocking news,” she drawled.
Fritz smacked her ass then spun her toward the kitchen.
While he heated up their dinner, she milled about his living room, filling the
minutes by looking at the titles on his CDs and DVDs.
“Can I borrow your phone? I should call the house and let
them know I’m okay.”
“Why are you runnin’ without your phone? You know that’s not
safe,” he said.
She shrugged one shoulder. “I would have to carry it in my
hand and I’m always afraid I’ll drop it.”
“That’s not a good enough excuse but I know better than to
argue with you. My phone is on the dresser in the bedroom.”
Fritz strained to hear what she told her parents on the
phone. Neither of them must’ve answered because she told the ever-present
housekeeper she was at a friend’s house and she’d be home later then hung up.
“What can I help you do?”
“You can fix us somethin’ to drink and make a clean spot on
the table so we have a place to eat.”
Once the food was reheated Fritz fixed them both a plate.
Kai set two glasses of iced tea beside the plates and sat down in the chair
next to him. “Chicken and dumplings, and fresh peas.” She glanced up, a teasing
smile on her lips.
“Mom,” he explained.
“Darn. I was so hoping you’d become domesticated.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, smartass, but I’m still as
clueless in the kitchen as I’ve ever been. Eat your food I didn’t cook.”
The sound of her laughter made his heart thump harder. God,
he was so whipped when it came to her. A big ol‘ lump of Georgia red clay in
her soft hands. She didn’t know that and he had to keep her on her toes. If she
suspected she had the upper hand, he’d never get what he wanted.
“Mm-mm, this is so good,” she said between bites. “Your mom
is an amazing Southern cook. Sometimes I think it has to be in the DNA, ya
know?”
“She’d love to see you, Kai.”
Her fork froze halfway between the plate and her mouth. She
blinked and lowered her hand. “She would?”
“Yeah. Mom’s always been crazy about you.”
Just like me.
“She doesn’t hate me?”
Fritz looked up sharply, frowning at the dampness in her
eyes. “’Course not, sugar. Why would you think that?”
“Well, because…” She shook her head, looked down at her
plate.
“You think because of what happened between us she’d stopped
caring about you? That’s not true. You don’t remember how she used to say you
were like a daughter to her?”
“Yes, but that was before I left. I bet if you asked her now
she wouldn’t feel that way.”
Fritz picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles. “She never
said one bad thing about you after you left. Not one.”
He left out how his mom used to recite that stupid,
cheesy-ass phrase about loving something enough to set it free because it was
too damn corny for his vocal chords to repeat.
One corner of her mouth tilted up. “Really?”
“I swear it.”
When her smile grew brighter, Fritz felt himself go warm at
the sight. She was so fucking beautiful, but when Kai blessed him with a
genuine smile, it almost knocked him off his feet. Good thing he was sitting
down.
“I’d love to see her too.”
“Good. I’ll tell her but you know when I do she’s gonna
expect you to hold to it.”
“I will.” She waved at the pages of drawings and paperwork
she’d neatly stacked so they could eat at his kitchen table. “What’s all this?”
“Something Sage and I are playing around with.”
Kai picked up one of the drawings and studied it closer. “Is
this a part for a tractor?”
“
Implement
, and yes, it’s a sketch of an idea we’ve
got for a planter. We’re always bitchin’ about the ones on the market,
brainstorming ways to make ’em better, so one day we sat down and started
scratching out ideas. It kinda took off from there. Are you finished eating?”
Fritz stood and took his plate to the sink. She reached for another drawing,
absently pushing her plate aside. He took that as a yes and removed hers as
well.
“These are good, detailed drawings. Did you do them or did
Sage?”
“Sage.”
“Have you made any prototypes?”
“A few.”
She looked up at him, wide-eyed. “And?”
“And what?”
“Did they work like you’d hoped?”
He leaned over her, trapping her between his arms and the
table. “The planter did but the others still need fine-tunin’.”
“Have you thought about maybe applying for a patent and
marketing them to companies?”
He kissed the crown of her head, breathing in the smell of
his shampoo on her hair. “We’ve tossed it around.”
Kai leaned back in the chair, tilting her head to look up at
him. “I have a degree in marketing, you know. I could help you with that.”
When he brushed her hair away from her shoulder and planted
a lingering kiss on the side of her neck, a breathy sigh slid past her lips.
“Is that so?”
“Why do I get the feeling your focus just shifted away from
this conversation?” she asked drily, tossing the drawing onto the table.
Sliding a hand into the deep V of his shirt, he cupped one
warm, plump breast, tweaking her nipple between his fingers. She groaned
softly.
“Because it did.”
Fritz hauled her to her feet, turning her in his arms as he
did. Framing her face in his palms, he kissed her, slow and deep and hot. He’d
never forgotten how it felt to kiss Kai. Every woman in the interim had been
judged by the remembered feel of Kai’s mouth under his. None had ever measured
up. She’d always tasted just right.
The bite of her nails in his bare back made him lift his
head. Her eyelids fluttered open and he grinned at the lazy look of renewed
desire on her beautiful face.
“Back to bed. Take off the shirt and wait for me,” he said,
adding an edge of bossiness to his voice in hopes of getting a tart response.
Instead, she lifted her chin in a haughty gesture, humor dancing in her eyes,
and padded into his bedroom.
Fritz took his time tossing her clothes into the dryer then
rummaged around through the cabinets in his utility room until he found a
length of smooth nylon rope that wouldn’t chafe. He crammed it into the back
pocket of his jeans.
Thinking about Kai tied to his bed, her long, slender arms
stretched above her head, and her perfect, palm-sized breasts thrusting up for
his attention, made his dick swell and harden behind his fly. He’d seen the
curious look in her eyes when he threatened to tie her down earlier. She’d been
turned-on by the idea as much as he had.
Flipping off the lights in the kitchen, he stopped in the
doorway of his bedroom. She’d switched on his bedside lamp because the sun was
setting outside, the lingering storm clouds muting the natural light. And she
still wore his shirt. In fact it looked as though she’d snapped it all the way
up to her throat just to defy him. He bit the inside of his lip to keep from
grinning at her playful insolence. Maybe he should give her a spanking too.
He tugged the length of rope from his back pocket and
slapped it against his thigh, watching her eyes go round as quarters. She rose
up on her elbows as he stalked to the foot of the bed. “What’re you gonna do
with that?” she asked, her gaze darting from his face to his hand and back
again.
Fritz ignored her question. “Didn’t I tell you to take off
the shirt?” He crawled over her, straddling her thighs with his. “Kai?” he
prompted when she didn’t answer.
Her mouth curved into a sheepish smile. “I was cold?”
Fritz shook his head slowly and her tongue snaked out to wet
her bottom lip. He leaned forward and sucked it into his mouth, then bit down,
testing the tender flesh.
“I wanted
you
to take it off,” she said.
Her sweet confession made him smile. He grasped the hem of
his denim shirt in his fists and snatched the halves in opposite directions.
The snaps flew apart in eight stuttered pops, chased by the sound of her excited
gasp. “Like that?”
“Not exactly, but I enjoyed your method better,” she
murmured as she slid her arms free and tossed the shirt off the bed.
Kai sank back onto his pillows and coasted her hands up his
jean-covered thighs. When she got to his groin, she lifted her heavy-lidded
gaze to his face, as if she were asking for permission to touch him.
They’d gotten the slightly awkward,
feels-like-the-first-time fucking out of the way earlier. It had taken the
razor edge off his need for her but it was still sharp. He had a feeling that
need would never grow dull.
“Touch me, Kai.”
Her warm palm covered his cock. She was tentative at first,
running her fingers down the sides of his aching shaft through the worn denim,
but when he hissed in through his teeth she grew bolder. She unbuttoned him
while she watched his face. Once she had his fly open, she hesitated again.
That pink tongue made another swipe over her top lip.
“Don’t stop now, darlin’.”
Kai reached into his jeans and lifted his dick out, giving
him a firm squeeze before she grazed him with her nails. Her swirling thumbs
spread the moisture leaking from the tip in opposite directions and he grew
even harder.
It felt so damn good, having her touch him this way. He’d
dreamed about her hands on him, her soft, wet tongue sliding down his length.
Her sexy mouth sucking him deep. They’d tried oral sex a few times when they
were younger but his trigger had been too touchy, their motions too awkward and
eager to master the act.
“Raise your arms, baby.”
Her eyes stretched wide with surprise. “You’re going to tie
me up
now
?”
“I won’t last long with both your hands and mouth on me. You
trust me, don’t you?”
Her answer was to raise her arms above her head, wrapping
her hands around the slats in his headboard.
His heart swelled at her honest, immediate response. “That’s
my girl.”
Fritz wound the rope around her wrists and secured her to
the bed. She could get loose if she tried hard enough but she didn’t know that
and he wasn’t about to tell her. When he glanced at her face she was staring
hungrily at his straining cock. He traced her mouth with his index finger and
her lips parted. The tip of her tongue darted out to touch his skin, then she
bared her teeth and nipped at the pad.
Climbing from the bed, Fritz shucked his jeans then settled
back over her, straddling her chest but keeping his weight on the balls of his
feet. Holding her breasts in his palms, he brushed his thumbs over her nipples.
“That feels amazing,” she said, more sigh than anything
else, causing her warm breath to skate over the sensitive underside of his cock
head. Behind him, he heard the silken rasp of skin brushing skin as she rubbed
her thighs together.
He released her breasts and grasped his shaft in his fist,
tilting it down to her mouth. “Open up, sweetheart.” Her eyes snapped up to his
for a moment before her jaw relaxed. Fritz drew the tip of his cock across her
bottom lip, painting her with the milky fluid leaking from the slit. When her
tongue slipped out to touch him, he groaned roughly. He didn’t think it was
possible for his dick to grow any harder, but he could swear it did.
Kai opened wider for him when he pushed past her lips,
sucking him into the soft, wet warmth of her mouth. Fritz closed his eyes and
counted to ten, trying to get his raging lust under control, otherwise he was
afraid he might choke her with his urgency.
“Fuck, you test my control.”
She hummed her response and the sensation vibrated through
his groin. He flexed his hips, pushing deeper. When Kai made another noise he
pulled back with a grimace, afraid in his eagerness he was hurting her somehow.
As his cock slipped free of her damp red lips, she smiled. The last traces of
cautious tension seeped from his body.
“Tuck another pillow under my head and shoulders.”
Fritz grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under the other,
making sure she was comfortable.
“You don’t have to be so careful, Fritz. I want you to let
go.” She leaned forward to lap at the head of his cock again, making him hiss.
Fritz stroked her cheek and gave her a shaky nod.
“If I push too far, use your teeth to stop me. Not hard,
just a warning.”
“You taste good.”
He groaned. “You’re killing me here. Suck me, honey.”
Her lips closed around the head of his cock while her tongue
rubbed at the hypersensitive ridge of nerves along the bottom. He eased farther
inside. Kai sucked him deeper, laving his shaft with her warm tongue. When the
tip bumped the back of her throat he froze, expecting the graze of her teeth,
but it didn’t come so he tested the limits again. Her soft moan sizzled through
his balls, drawing them tighter to his body.
Kai’s glazed eyes caught his and held. Fritz began to flex
his hips, easing in and out of the perfection of her mouth. She sucked him
harder, breathing evenly through her nose. The first tight licks of his orgasm
clawed through his groin. “I’m gonna come. Want me to pull out?”
She shook her head once, her mouth still wrapped around his
cock. He thought he’d explode from just the thought of shooting down her
throat. Seeing Kai like this was better than any fantasy, better than anything
he could’ve ever imagined happening between them. He’d always thought her
beautiful. This made her a fucking sex goddess in his book.
Intense pleasure ripped through him like wildfire. Fritz
wrapped his hands around the top rung of the headboard and thrust once more
across her tongue then emptied into her mouth with a deep groan, pulling back
so he didn’t choke her. He watched Kai’s cheeks hollow and her throat work as
she swallowed, spiking his lust a final time.
Wrung out and overcome by her sweetness, he scooted back,
sliding his softening cock from her lips.
“Okay?” he asked, rubbing his palms down her shoulders.
“You’re not hurting, are you?”
“I am, but not my arms. Touch me, Fritz, please. I’m burning
up.”
“I can do that.”
Before he could ease down her sleek body, she stopped him.
“Wait. Can I have a kiss first?”
Fritz kissed her, tasting remnants of himself mixed with her
compelling flavor. She had no idea how much she affected him, how she’d ruined
him now that he’d had her again.
Her soft, needy whimper made him lift his head, breaking the
sublime connection of their mouths. Kai bent one long, silky leg, wrapping it
around his thigh. His cock made an effort to stir with renewed interest.
He cupped her breast, teasing the nipple to a tight peak
with his forefinger before sucking it into his mouth. He made lazy circles
around the tip with his tongue until Kai made a tiny strangled sound. Relenting
on that one, he shifted his attention to the other. Fritz nuzzled the pale
underside of her breast, amazed by how soft her flesh was compared to all his
roughness.
“More,” she murmured, arching her back, offering herself.
Fritz smiled against her skin.
Baring his teeth while she watched, he bit down on her
nipple until she gasped and thrashed her head on his pillow.
Flexing his hips, he pushed his dick against her inner
thigh, seeking a touch of subtle friction from her soft skin.
“I changed my mind,” she said. “I want you inside me. Now,
please.”
He cocked one eyebrow. “Right now?” he drawled, dipping his
finger into the slick heat between her thighs.
Kai bucked under his touch, pulling at the ropes. “Fritz. I
said please,” she whined.
Laughing, he grabbed a condom from his nightstand drawer and
sheathed himself then untied the rope from her wrists. He kissed the faint red
marks on her delicate skin and rolled their bodies so Kai was straddling him.
“Are you getting lazy on me?” she asked as her hands
smoothed over his chest. She dipped her head and lightly bit his nipple, returning
the favor. Fritz groaned at the brief sting of pain before she soothed it away
with her talented tongue.
He grasped her hips, lifting, pushing her back and up so she
could slide down onto his cock. They moaned in unison when she seated herself
deep.
“Nope, I’m letting you take what you want, however you want
it. Fuck me, baby. Use me up. Ride me like a buckin’ bronco. Break me like a
wild mustang.”
Kai began to giggle and covered his mouth with her palm.
“Stop, I can’t concentrate when you make me laugh.”
He pulled her hand away. “Will this help?” His thumb found
her clit and she dropped her head back. Her pussy tightened around his shaft.
“Oh, yes!”
Bracing her hands on the mattress beside his head, Kai began
to ride him with abandon while he continued to stroke her. The wild tangle of
her hair fell forward, cocooning them in a silky blonde shroud.
“Let go, Kai. Come on my cock.”
Fritz had never been much of a talker in bed, but being with
Kai made him want to be bad. Be dirty and tender, rough and loving, all at
once. She brought out the best and the worst in him. Always had. Something told
him she’d never been this free with anyone but him as well.
“Fritz,” she whispered.
He lifted his hips as she sank down onto him, forcing a
sharp gasp from her throat. Reaching up, he caught one puckered nipple between
his thumb and forefinger, giving it a gradual pinch. That was all it took to
send her falling.
Kai cried out while her pussy clenched around his dick. The
sensation thrust him into his own release. Deep shudders rocked his body up
into hers as he emptied himself into the condom.
There was a tiny part of him that wished he was fucking her
bare, that selfishly, foolishly, wanted to see her pregnant with his child.
Without thinking he ran his palm across her flat stomach, then raised his eyes
to hers. He could almost swear she’d read his mind. She cocked her head, a tiny
smile playing at her lips, but didn’t say anything. He tugged her down to his
mouth so he could kiss her, letting Kai’s taste wash away the ill-timed
thought.
She rolled off him and collapsed onto the bed, pressing her
face to his shoulder. “What time is it?”
Fritz craned his neck to look at his alarm clock. “Eight.”
“Mm, still early.”
He had to laugh. Sliding from the bed, he walked to the
bathroom to dispose of the rubber.
“What’s so funny?” she asked when he returned.
“Maybe for you, but when you get up before the roosters,
bedtime comes early.”
“Are you hinting that you’re ready for me to leave?”
“Not at all,” he said. Fritz climbed back on his bed,
snaking his arm around her waist and pulling her back to his chest. He buried
his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. “In fact, I wish you’d
stay. I could take you home in the morning.”
She gnawed at her bottom lip. He knew what was coming. “I
want to, but it would bring more questions if I didn’t come home at all
tonight. I’ve already lied to them once about Saturday.”
Anger and disappointment tightened his chest. Fritz clenched
his jaw to keep from saying anything he’d regret later. Kai must’ve felt him
stiffen because she tried to soothe him with an explanation.