Jamie-5 (17 page)

Standing, he moved onto the bed, pulling her legs apart as he went. He sat on his knees between them and tried to decide where to go next. Her face captured him, her eyes dark as night, lips swollen from her biting them. A blush fanned over her cheeks as she looked back at him. Crawling up her body without touching her, he took her mouth. The kiss was hungry and sharp; their tongues dueled and danced. He tasted her need in the dark warmth and returned it to her. Pulling away and sitting back down was the hardest thing he’d ever done.

Starting at her ankles, he ran both hands up her calves and back down again. Over and over he skimmed her legs, his touch barely a whisper. Needing to see his effect on her, he untied the ribbons at her hips one at a time with his mouth pulling the tie slowly. When both sides were undone, he nipped it between his lips and pulled it away from her.

“Christ, James, you’re killing me. Please, let me touch you. I need you to touch me, please?”

“No. Don’t move or I’ll stop. I’m enjoying this too much to hurry though it.” He had no idea how he would have stopped, but the threat worked apparently because she didn’t let go of the head board.

Her pussy was soaked. The soft curls were glistening with her juices and he wanted to bury his mouth over her and drink. Knowing that he would not be able to stop, he did run his long finger along the seam and then push inside of her.

Wet heat and a tight grip made him moan. Moving slowly in and out of her, he watched as she rode his finger. When he inserted a second then a third, he nearly came when she started begging him to fuck her.

“You want to come, baby, I need something from you. You have to let go and enjoy this. I want to feel what you’re feeling not only when you come, but all the time we’re in bed together.”

“It’s too much. You don’t know what you’re asking me. Please, let me come, you come inside of me.”

Without answering her, he pulled out of her and licked his fingers. His cock wept for her. It was getting harder and harder, literally, to not give her what she wanted. He resumed his assault and leaned down and braced himself over her body.

With his mouth, he touched her, kissing and biting at her. For every bite he inflicted on her, he would kiss her. Nothing was left untouched, the indentation of her belly button, and the middle of her ribs, the small scar he found on her side, and the tiny mole he discovered on her pelvis. Each and every inch of her felt his tongue and mouth until he got to her breast.

He was trembling with need, his cock burning to be released. Looking into her eyes, he knew she was close and wanted to fall into her body, but he needed her to trust him, to trust them. Licking at her nipple, he blew across it then gently dropped by degrees onto her body. His legs and hips settled between hers, his torso scraped over her nipples, and he felt his tighten with hers. His mouth covered hers, taking and giving all that he could.

He felt her stiffen, her body tightening under him. Then he felt her moving into him, her mind merging with his. He was flooded with sensations, images of what she wanted, what she needed. He was not sure how to give back, but he thought about what he was feeling, how she felt beneath him, how she tasted when he kissed her, nipped at her. His body shuddered with need, rippled with pleasure. Moving up again, he took off his briefs, getting tangled in them, and finally settled once again between her legs.

Fisting his cock, he nudged at her entrance and felt the heat, her wet answering need to his pull at him. Slowly, almost reverently, he entered her. Pushing to seat himself inside of her, he felt her tighten around him, and nearly came from that alone. Pulling out slowly, he moved back in, feeling everything she felt, his cock as it brushed against her, stretching her open to take him.

Moving faster, rocking into her harder, he cupped her breast, took it into his mouth, and suckled her, first one then the other, while rolling the other nipple between his fingers. When he felt her come, her body convulsing under him, he lifted his chest off hers and pumped into her. Hard and quick, his climax grabbed him tight and he roared into her, filling her and emptying himself of his seed. He kept moving into her, feeling her come again and again until the last tremor left her.

He fell over her, sinking them both into the bed. Rolling to his back, he took her over with him and settled them both comfortably. His heated skin did not need a blanket, but he knew that later they would. He reached to the bottom of the bed, pulled the light blanket over them, and slipped into a deep sleep.

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Dane woke the next afternoon to an empty house. Jamie had left her a note telling her that he had taken Pi to the grocery store and they’d be back sometime after three. He also reminded her that today was Sunday and that they would be expected at his mother’s for dinner. Great, just what she needed, a day with all the Grants.

Looking around the big kitchen, she decided that she liked it. It was bright and clean and Pi was happy. She was also surprised that there was a gallon of iced tea in the refrigerator. Happier than she expected to be, she poured herself a large glass and sat down at the little table in the alcove. That’s when she noticed the answering machine from the other place. Taking it to the study, she plugged it in and started listening. By the time Jamie and Pi returned, she was angry.

But enough was enough and she decided that she would handle this on her own.

Markus Lionel was not going to threaten her again. She was finished working with him and she was not making another trip across the country for him. He would have to figure out things on his own. Dane had a house and a boyfriend. Giggling, she wondered how James would feel about being called a “boyfriend.”

~CHAPTER 18~

As soon as the foodstuff was put away and everything cleaned up in the kitchen, Dane told Jamie that she needed to go shopping. She didn’t have anything to wear to his mother’s house and she wasn’t wearing the jeans she’d had on for two days. Pi decided she wanted to stay at the house and play in the yard, which had a surprisingly large herb garden as well as a tilled ground that she would be planting in the spring.

Twenty minutes after walking into the mall, they were walking out. Dane didn’t like to shop, had very little experience with it, and knew what she wanted. Next time, though, she was ordering online. She couldn’t handle the stress of the people there. And the teller was a horrible person.

“She never stopped chewing her gun. Was there a race or something? Did she hope to make me want to buy more by snapping it every ten seconds? I wanted to smack her in the nose with a rolled up newspaper.”

“She’s just a kid. You should hear some of the students I have. Last quarter I had this kid who would lean to the side and fart all through class. Not the small, sneaky ones either. He’d rip one so loud the next class over thought we were having air raid drills.”

“You’re making that up. Air raid drills indeed. And what was with her flirting with you? I’m standing right next to you and she actually asked you if you wanted her phone number.” Dane was changing in the back of his car. The tinted windows helped, but he kept adjusting his mirror every few miles to try and see her. They were going to get a ticket, she just knew it.

“Yes, well that happens too. What can I say? I’m a cutie. Are you going to change into the bra thingy I picked out? Knowing you have that on is going to make me hard all day. And don’t forget Byron’s and Ronnie’s gift. You think she’ll like it?”

“If her husband doesn’t kill you first, you mean? What on earth possessed you to buy your sister-in-law a bra and panty set? That’s a very personal item.” She covered her grin. She had one just like it now and was excited to see his face when she wore it.

“Nah, Devin will love it. And what about what you bought Byr? Chocolate paint and brush set? And how come I couldn’t have a set? I’d like to paint you and then eat my way through it.” He sounded so cute she almost told him she got him a bigger set with other flavors, but again decided to wait until later.

“Byron was nice enough to show you how to have sex. It’s the least I could do for making you one of his best students. Besides, I think Taylor will enjoy it more than he will.”

“He did not show me how to have sex. He suggested that I might try something to better my already fantastic ability to have sex. I’m a phenomenal lover.” She just grinned at him in the mirror.

They were pulling up in front of the house by then so she didn’t answer. Not that she had a lot of experience, but she thought he was better than phenomenal, maybe even the best. Getting out of the car, he pinned her against it. His mouth covered hers before she could say a word.

Then it didn’t matter, everything else faded away when he touched her.

“You never answered me. I’d like an answer before we go inside. If you give me the right one maybe I won’t ravage you standing right here next to the car.” He was already making great headway into that. Nibbling at her neck and ears.

Confused, she answered him. “All right, next time we go to the sex shop, you can have a paint set, but I want something too. James, you’re making me wet.” His growl echoed through her body and ended in her pussy. She’d be lucky if she didn’t have to change clothes again when they got inside. Grinding her body to his, she felt his erection and she wept more.

“Damn it, Dane, will you marry me? I still don’t have a ring, but I wanted to pick one out with you. Pi wouldn’t even help me, said it was personal between Missy Dane and Mister Jamie—is she going to call me that all the time?”

“Yes.” He looked at her strangely and she raised her brow. Now what?

“Yes, you’ll marry me or yes she’ll call me Mister Jamie all the time?”

“Both. She might be persuaded to call you—put me down, you idiot! What will your family think? You are nuts, did you know that? Swinging me around like a sheet in the wind. I can’t believe they let you out at times.”

She heard the door behind her open and tried to make herself small behind the car. Jamie pulled her around, rather dragged her around, and shouted up to the group on the porch, “She said yes! She’ll marry me.”

“Well of course she did. Come inside before the neighbors call the police again. Idiots. I swear, Dane, I raised him better than this. Come inside.” Mrs. Parker waved them in.

Everyone was there. Dane hadn’t met Dan or his two grandsons who he and Margaret were raising now. Nor had she met Morgan’s twin boys or Ronnie’s daughter. Cait was there as well with their new son and Dane was holding him when Devin arrived.

“I just got back from the police department. Thanks to Dane, Phillip Sizemore is now in custody. He’s been arrested for the attempt on Jamie’s and Dane’s lives, mine, and robbery. He also had a multitude of other offences that are too numerous and too boring to name. Thank you, my dear, you are my new best friend. If you ever need anything, just name it and it’s yours.”

“Good. Then what we discussed last night is a go then. I’m glad. Does this mean you won’t charge me now that we’re going to be family?”

The discussion about Dane’s new wealth was the topic of conversation. Dane and Jamie had discussed what they would do with some of the monies, but if Nick asked, they had a separate plan. And just as Jamie said he would, Nick cornered her before dinner.

“I would like to get my hands on your money, Dane. I can make you so much more than you have now by investing it. The market is a little low right now, but there are opportunities galore if you know where to look.”

“Really? I think I’ve decided to buy an island with it. There’s one for sale that I read about in that paper at the end of the grocery aisle where you check out. It says that there isn’t any running water or anything and you have to get to it by boat, but I think it’ll be fun to make into a resort, don’t you? Then there is that charity that was written about there too. Did you know they have a foundation set up that you can have yourself frozen when you die and then thawed out again when they find out the cure? I wonder how that would work if you’re shot in the head.

What’s the matter, Nick, you look sort of, I don’t know…green. Doesn’t he look green, James?”

“Nicky? Are you all right?”

“A bloody island! Are you insane? Do you know that there is no return rate on that kind of deal? It doesn’t even have running water and I won’t even go into the fact that it has to be unsanitary and dangerous. And you can’t possibly be thinking of investing in cryogenics. My God, woman! You need a keeper!”

The entire room exploded in laughter. Nick took one look around the room then looked back at Dane. “Payback is a bitch, my dear, and I’m good at payback.” He jerked her to her feet and kissed her soundly on the mouth. When Jamie growled, he kissed her again.

“Did he put you up to this?” When Dane simply looked over at Devin and Byron, both men took off running, Jamie right behind them. Nick kissed her again and gave chase. Dan saw them coming, opened the door to the back yard for them, and off they went.

Damon got up and followed, taking his medical bag with him, muttering something about tiny brains and big egos. Dane laughed at them all. She sat next to Ronnie, reached under the couch, and handed her the gift.

“This is from James. He said to tell you thanks.” When she ripped the paper off, she squealed in delight. “I got me one too.” Thinking she needed brownie points with the women more than the men, she handed the other gift to Taylor. Mrs. Parker came in at that time and leaned over Taylor’s shoulder to see what it was. Dane went crimson. And when Taylor started explaining what it was for, Dane wished the floor would come up and swallow her.

“I’m curious, that’s all,” Mrs. Parker said as she picked up a brush. “Taylor has helped my education in this area very nicely. Why, the other day, someone mentioned ball gags and I knew just what he was talking about. It doesn’t hurt to be educated, does it, dear?”

“Do we even want to know why you were talking about ball gags with someone?” Morgan asked. Dane was curious, too, but wasn’t going to ask.

“No, dear, you do not. Suffice it to say he was quite shocked at my knowledge. Besides, a girl must have some secretes, isn’t that right, Morgan?” The two women glared at each other for several seconds and Dane could feel the emotion thick in the air. No anger, just profound love for each other.