Pendelton Manor (14 page)

Adrian caressed the red blotch he caused, enjoying the feel of her warm skin against his palm even though his eyes could barely make out the shape of her ass. “That’s a good girl, Sophie.” Sliding a finger over her damp slit, he added, “I think the paddle agrees with you. I know it does with me.” As he landed another swat, Adrian slowly lowered his zipper over his raging hard-on and released his inflamed flesh into his hand. Squeezing his rigid cock, he slapped her ass again and then twice more before tossing the paddle to the floor and moving between her spread legs, his fingers delving unerringly between her swollen folds and sliding easily inside her wet slit.

Sophie’s buttocks felt swollen and throbbed with the heat and ache he had heaped upon them, a warmth and ache that was reciprocated in her pussy as she felt her moisture dampening her puffy labia as she prepared for his cock but received his fingers just as gladly. Pushing against their invasion, she whimpered her need as she ground against his hand, her frustration coming to the surface when he avoided contact with her clit.

“Adrian! Please, please, make me come,” she pleaded desperately as her hands clutched the bedding convulsively.

“Your pleas are music to my ears, Sophie.” Just as the storm reminded them it was still raging on with another round of wind and rain beating against the doors and windows and a volley of lightning bolts and accompanying thunder, Adrian pinched her swollen clit between his fingers and milked that small bundle of nerves until she was jerking against his hand and screaming into the comforter as she came apart.

Sophie didn’t hear the storm or think of her grief as her climax exploded, the pleasure encompassing her entire body, enveloping her in such exquisite warmth and pulsing ecstasy that she barely registered the transfer of Adrian’s fingers to his cock.

For the first time in almost four years, Sophie felt a flesh and blood cock filling her again, felt a man’s body jarring thrusts driving into her, each stroke sending her higher and higher until she couldn’t tell when one climax ended and another began.

Adrian grabbed her hips and rammed into her, burying his cock balls deep inside her with one hard stroke, her spasming pussy clamping around him as he felt the tail ends of her first climax and the beginning of her second. Her cream soaked his dick and her walls hugged him as he withdrew before thrusting back in, over and over, until his groan mingled with her muffled cries and his climax mingled with hers leaving him shuddering in the pleasurable aftermath.

As Sophie struggled to rise, gearing up her determination to return to her room, Adrian simply grabbed her hand and hauled her into bed with one word. “Stay.”

“Okay,” she said softly as she slipped between the sheets, grateful for his invitation in a way she could never express. With an ease that surprised them both, Sophie drifted off to sleep, her sore ass snuggled against his groin, his arm wrapped around her, holding her against him.

Her soft despair and jerking fear woke him barely an hour later. Even though his heart turned over as she whimpered her daughter’s name, Adrian wasn’t a man given to easing the plight of others, so he simply did what he thought would help her through the night. Rolling her over, he didn’t even check to see if she was awake before kissing his way down her body, lingering at each nipple before finding his way in the dark by touch until he settled between her legs. The smell of her arousal and the feel of her moisture on his fingers told him she was with him, at least in body, and gathering her legs over his shoulders, he cupped her ass and lifted her pussy to his mouth.

Sophie roused herself when he latched onto her nipples then came fully awake with the first slow lick between her folds, her lower body jerking in his hold, her hips pushing closer to that wonderful source of pleasure. Her dreams had been a conflicting mixture of fond memories of Emily before her illness followed by her funeral on a cloudy, dreary day and visions of Nicole lying broken on the jagged rocks while the three Pendelton cousins stood on the cliff above her, seemingly oblivious to the storm playing out around them as they accused each other of having a hand in her death.

Sophie gladly pulled herself awake and embraced the pleasure filling her. Adrian was ruthless in his assault, his lips, tongue, teeth and fingers all working to bring her to the brink over and over, only to pull back at the last second, denying her that last push over. Writhing against his mouth, she whimpered, begged, pleaded and demanded, all to no avail. Her face felt warm from her exertions and the decadent position he had her in and her body slick with frustrated arousal as she lifted her hands to her swollen breasts.

When his lips latched onto her clit again and began to suck hard on that small knot of nerves, she cried out, “Yes, yes, God, Adrian, please don’t stop.”

But he did. Releasing her clit, Adrian ran his palm over her straining thigh, trying to soothe her. “Just a little longer, Sophie. I promise I’ll make it good.” The room was still dark, but he could feel the dampness of her skin, the tenseness of her muscles and hear her ragged breathing. Slowly, he removed his two fingers from her soaking sheath before replacing them with his tongue, delving deep between her swollen folds and taking his time licking all along her sensitive, nerve laden walls as he lowered his soaked fingers between her buttocks, seeking out her tight, puckered back hole.

Sophie whimpered when he pulled out of her, cried out when he returned with his tongue and gasped in shock and unbelievable arousal when he breached her anus and slowly filled her rectum with his fingers. Unfortunately, she was too far gone to take the time to enjoy these new sensations, to marvel at the added pleasure she received from that previously untouched area and assimilate how she felt about this new experience. When his mouth returned to her clit, his fingers slowly withdrew from her ass only to plunge back in deeper than before, leaving her no choice but to splinter apart.

Unraveling so fast it took her breath away, the orgasms rolled through her, one after another, leaving her body steeped in pleasure, her mind numb with it. Before she had time to adjust to the multitude of sensations battering her, Adrian slid up her body, her knees still over his shoulders, lifting her hips to meet his thrusting cock.

Adrian sank into her still pulsating pussy, her vaginal walls welcoming him with a hard clutch around his dick, the moisture from her orgasms coating him, easing his way. Her sheath was warm, wet and swollen, her breath ragged as he took it into his mouth, her arms tight around his shoulders as he rode her to another climax before welcoming his own burst of pleasure.

Sophie woke to bright sunlight spilling through the French doors, a cool morning breeze filling the room, the sound of birds chirping and the soft waves of the ocean echoing in the air. And an empty bed. Breathing a sigh of relief that she could put off the morning after a little longer, she rose from Adrian’s bed, gathered up Sammy and padded over to the doors to see the damage from the storm.

Down below, the courtyard was strewn with debris and broken tree limbs and she imagined the rest of the property looked as bad. Despite the cooler weather the storm had left behind, Adam and Adrian were dressed in jeans and tee shirts and were eyeing the mess with coffee cups in hand. Making a quick decision, Sophie decided to skip her Saturday morning shopping trip and stay here to help them clean up the mess. There was nothing she or the house needed that couldn’t wait, and she had nothing better to do even though she had the day off.

After the way Adrian had taken her in last night and the way he had managed to keep her bad dreams at bay, she owed him. She could still feel the heat of his hard, muscled body coursing down the entire length of hers, still feel the strength of him holding her as he brought her to climax over and over again, her orgasms so intense she blanked out everything except the pleasure consuming her before falling into a sated, deep, dreamless sleep. Her pussy was sore this morning, but it was a pleasant reminder of how hard he had fucked her, of how is large cock had filled and stretched her unlike anyone else’s cock or any dildo she had used. Her nipples and ass were tender and as she reached up to lightly caress one softened peak, the slight discomfort shot straight down to her pussy, making it spasm emptily as the slight soreness resonating in her rectum reminded her of that new, erotic and pleasurable experience.

Turning from the window, she gathered up her night shirt and panties and returned to her room for a quick shower before going down to the kitchen. After feeding Sammy, she poured a cup of coffee, grabbed her jacket and went to see if she could be of some help outside.

Adrian had spent the past hour reining in his suspicions and tried to hide them from Adam. He had deliberately gotten up early so he could check the generator only to find out Adam had already done so and had reconnected the gas that he claims had either become disconnected by accident or was the result of kid’s playing a prank. Since Adrian couldn’t fathom a reason why Adam would deliberately do something that he knew would cause added distress for Sophie, even though he returned last night with ample time and opportunity to do just that, he tabled his thoughts on the subject. For now.

Adam had just left to pull the truck from the garage to around back so they could start picking up when Sophie stepped outside and made her way over to him with no hesitation in her step. Even though he’d been hard and tempted to take her again this morning before rising, he had refrained. His little housekeeper had slipped under his defenses and his skin during the night, and he wanted time to sort out how he felt about that before she awoke. He didn’t know if it was his long abstinence from intercourse that had made the sex seem so explosive or if it was his reluctantly growing feelings for Sophie that had added to the experience. Since he didn’t welcome the latter, he chose to table that also for now and waited to see what she wanted.

“Sophie. I figured you’d be headed into town by now.”

Sophie looked up into his guarded face and bit back a smile. He was trying so hard to keep himself aloof that she decided to make it easy for him. “I thought I’d stay and help you and Adam clean this mess up, that is after I thanked you for last night.”

Surprise shocked him for a brief moment before he masked it with his usual indifference. No one had ever thanked him for sex before and, since he couldn’t claim he fucked her for altruistic reasons, her gratitude irked him in a way he couldn’t explain. Her eyes were clear and free of shadows this morning, but not of the lingering sadness that seemed to never leave them. Torn between simply nodding and turning away and pulling her against him, he opted for something in between. Since Ash was still tied up at the factory up north, they could use the extra pair of hands even though he knew from Nora and Rachel how much she enjoyed her trips into town, but he could offer to make her time worthwhile.

“Since I’ve never had a child, I can’t begin to imagine what it’s like in dealing with the loss of one, so I won’t insult you by telling you I can understand your grief, but if spending the night in my bed helped you get through the night, then you’re welcome. Your help would also be welcomed this morning and I’ll be happy to pay you extra for the time.”

Sophie stiffened, put out by his offer even though she should’ve known he would want to delegate any time they spent together that didn’t include sex to that of employer and employee. Deciding to set him straight, she spoke bluntly about her intentions. “You told me my free time was mine to do as I please and I want to help out here,” she answered coolly. “I don’t want paid, but to ease your mind, let me assure you I want nothing from you other than a job. I don’t have any intentions of getting involved with anyone and certainly don’t harbor any desire to be the next Mrs. Pendelton.”

Obviously she had misunderstood his offer, but her rebuttal rubbed him the wrong way nonetheless and he quickly found himself snapping back, “A job with fringe benefits? Is that what you want, Sophie?” Instantly her face clouded with hurt and confusion and Adrian could kick himself for his irrational remark. He was starting to think James was right and the stress of his determination to find the one responsible for Nicole’s death and the growing strain between him and Adam and Ash was going to cost him more than he was willing to lose in order to find justice. Holding up his hand to stave off her reply, he swiftly apologized.

“I’m sorry, that was uncalled for especially after you offered to help us out on your day off. And, of course, you’re free to engage in any activities you want to on your free time, with anyone you want to. Can I blame it on a lack of sleep?”

The quirk of his lips was the first hint of a smile she had ever seen on his face and, despite the blush she felt spread across her cheeks, Sophie smiled back, asking bravely, “Including you?”

Why she still wanted him, he didn’t know, but recalling the way she came apart under his mouth and around his cock, the feel of her small, curvy body undulating underneath him, he quit questioning either one of them. God knows he could use a hassle free outlet for his frustrations. Stepping forward, he cupped her pink cheeks with his hands and tilted her face up to his. “Yes, if that’s what you want.”

Sophie melted against him as his lips latched onto hers, her mouth opening automatically for his seeking tongue, her own tongue meeting him halfway. His body was just as big and hard as she remembered it, his mouth just as ruthless as it conquered hers, sending her senses spiraling quickly out of control. The sound of a horn blaring made them both jump in startlement.

Adrian turned to glare at Adam as he jumped out of the truck’s cab grinning unabashedly at them. “Play later, work now,” he called out.

“Unfortunately, the son of a bitch is right,” Adrian grumbled as he moved away from her. But his eyes pinned her with molten fire as he added, “We’ll pick this up later, sweet Sophie, and hope to God you know what you’re getting yourself into.”

Sophie watched him stride over to Adam knowing good and well she had no idea what she was getting herself into, but, right at this moment, couldn’t seem to bring herself to care.