Kaleidoscope
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Putting a knee to it at the foot, he walked her up, rested her on the pillows then slid away. He stood at the end of the bed, hands going to the buttons of his shirt as she looked down the bed at him. Eyes lazy. A blush in her cheeks.
She was gone.
Fuck him.
“Jacob,” she whispered, starting to close her legs.
“Stay spread for me, baby.”
Her teeth found her lip, her cheeks got pinker, she hesitated but let her legs settle open for him.
Christ.
Her hair all over his pillow, her sex glistening wet and gorgeous, the taste of it still on his tongue, her eyes half closed, her face flushed, his dick started to throb.
He wasted no time taking off the rest of his clothes and joining her. Reaching beyond her to the nightstand, he opened the drawer and left it open after he grabbed a condom.
Kneeling between her opened legs, he held her eyes as he rolled it on.
“You’re beautiful, Emme,” he whispered.
“Jacob—”
He fell forward and covered her, lips to her lips, he rolled his h*ps and positioned the tip of his c**k inside.
“I’m big, honey,” he murmured against her mouth.
“I noticed,” she breathed, her arms rounding him.
He slid an inch deeper.
Tight.
Heaven.
Fuck, he wanted to bury himself inside.
“You can’t take me, tell me, or you can’t talk, bite my shoulder.”
“More,” she panted, lifting her hips.
Fuck yes.
He slid an inch deeper.
He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers.
Slick. Close.
Fucking heaven.
“More, honey,” she begged.
He gave her more, slid out and partially back in.
“Jacob—”
“We go slow.”
He gave her more, slid out and then partially back in.
She squirmed under him, tipping up her hips.
Beautiful.
Fuck. Killing him.
“Jacob—”
“Slow.”
“God,” she whimpered as he gave her more, slid back out and then in.
Her legs rounded him and her nails again scraped his back.
“Jacob—”
He opened his eyes. “Slow.”
“But—”
He slid out and back in.
“I—” she began.
“Sl—” he started to repeat, but she tipped her chin, caught his lower lip between her teeth, locked her eyes with his, let his lip go and begged, “Please, honey, f**k me.”
Her words, her actions broke his control and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust in savagely and buried himself to the root.
Her neck arched back, mouth open, moan silent, limbs convulsing, sex rippling, she took all of him and liked it.
Fuck.
“More,” she breathed.
That was all Deck needed.
He pounded deep, watched and felt her reach for it, take hold and slide over the side, crying out, her neck arced, the elegant line of her jaw exposed, then her head shot forward and she buried her face in his neck.
He rode her hard, harder, then he planted himself, and Emme’s fire dancing behind his eyes, Emme his entire universe, Deck exploded on a long, deep groan.
After it left him, he felt her pu**y slick and tight around his cock, her body soft and yielding under his, her limbs wrapped around him tight and her face was still buried in his neck.
He turned his head so he could find her ear with his lips and when he did, he whispered, “Like I was sayin’, Emme, you were not a mark.”
Her body tensed under him, her limbs starting to release.
He pressed his h*ps into hers, she stilled and he growled, “That went a lot faster than I reckon you were ready to go, but doesn’t matter. This is where we are now and this is the beginning. And don’t piss me off by stayin’ angry when you now know you got no call to be and tryin’ to push me away by tellin’ me that wasn’t as hot and f**kin’ great for you as it was for me because I won’t believe you.”
She said nothing.
So he went on.
“And, babe, you’re pissed, you got a filthy mouth.”
Again he felt a tensing of her body before she relaxed.
“You curse all the time,” she whispered.
“I’m allowed. I’m a guy.”
This time, her body jerked, her head snapped back and her eyes found his.
Hers were sated, surprised, confused and peeved.
It was a hot look. It also was a cute one.
He grinned at her.
The peeved left, soft came in and she whispered, “You’re teasing.”
“Yeah.”
Her eyes moved over his face, around his head, then back to his before she asked, “Did we just do what we just did?”
His grin got bigger. “Oh yeah.”
“I’m not sure I can face Buford again. He saw me naked.”
Cute. Sweet.
Emme.
Fuck.
He was buried inside Emme.
Sweet.
“That’s not good, babe, ’cause I’m not gonna lock him outta my room seein’ as it’s his room too so he’s gonna see a lot of that.”
Her expression shifted in a way he didn’t like and she started, “Jacob—”
He had a feeling they were getting into the confused part of her earlier look, which could mean Emme’s retreat. Something he was not about to let happen.
Not after the beauty she just let loose and gave him.
To stop it, he dropped his mouth to touch it to hers, lifted up and said, “I gotta get rid of this condom. Then I gotta put on my jeans and make a dozen calls to guys I got all over the county lookin’ for you. Then I gotta pull your Bronco in the drive ’cause we’re gettin’ weather tonight and I got a three-car garage so I don’t have to scrape the windshields of any vehicle. I’ll get you a tee. You get your ass to the kitchen because I haven’t eaten dinner seein’ as I’ve been all over the f**kin’ place lookin’ for you. So as penance, you’re gonna make me a sandwich. We’ll talk while I’m eatin’ it.”
“You and a bunch of guys were looking for me?” she asked, her eyes bigger, her look stunned.
“Babe, you don’t gotta be a genius to know something’s up when you call me at the drop of a hat to connect and suddenly you’re hangin’ up on me after you get a visit from the sheriff about a ring you told me about. But, reminder, I am a genius so I figured it out. I got worried. You were pissed. Probably hurt. And not home so that meant both of those and in a car. So I sent men searching.”