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“Touch yourself, baby. Circle your clit like you just did with your nipples.” Her eyes popped open, and she stared into his as she slowly lowered her hand to her pussy. Making the motions he’d asked of her, made his cock throb. He unzipped his jeans and unbuttoned them, relieving the pressure. “Take them off.”
Quickly she pushed the silky panties down her thighs and kicked them onto the other clothing. “Are you wet?”
She nodded, and he swallowed. “Show me.”
Her alluring smile made her look like a sex kitten. In many ways she was, but now this mature Kiera, this new woman he’d almost instantly fallen in love with again, was so much more. She possessed a soft quietness now that she didn’t have before. But, when he looked in her eyes and could see beyond the sadness, he saw love.
Her fingers circled her clit, slid down further, and slipped into her wetness. She pulled her finger out and held up the glistening tip for him, and his cock jumped. That was sexy.
He eagerly pushed his jeans and briefs down his thighs, kicked them off his feet and took the few steps to reach her. He kissed her, firmly, completely, enjoying the taste of her mouth, the feel of her tongue as it danced with his, and the whimpers she made just kissing him. Hard as a rock and ready to roll, he gently took her shoulders in his hands and turned her to the table. Gently, he added pressure to her shoulders, so she was bent over the table, her sweet ass facing him. He slid his finger between the lips of her pussy and groaned when he felt just how wet she was.
He pumped his rigid cock a few times, enjoying the view and imagining how good she was going to feel, which was part of the fun. Then, he touched the tip of his cock to her wetness, and he groaned again. He moved it up and down, spreading her wetness around her pussy. Unable to wait any longer, he pushed himself into her, and they both groaned out their joy. The feeling of being united in this most amazing, intimate way was overwhelming.
Her warmth wrapped around him in a way that he’d only remembered, but never like this. Hands on her hips, he pulled out and pushed in, bringing her hips back to meet his every thrust. Slowly at first, he wanted to enjoy this moment, this feeling, and watching his cock disappear into her pussy was fucking exciting. His heart rate sped up, his skin grew damp, and his movements grew more insistent as he increased his pace. Pumping into her, he loved the sound of their thighs slapping together and her body jerking as he plunged in. Her small shapely back had always been a turn on, and it certainly was now. Her head reared back in her passion as he continued to plunge into her, stroke after stroke.
Her hand moved to her clit, and she furiously massaged herself, the moans escaping her throat told him she was close.
His breathing became staggered and came out in huffs as he pushed himself in to the hilt, pulled out and slammed back in. “Get there, baby.”
She gasped and his pace increased. Frenzied movements from both of them had her crying out, and a shiver ran down her body as her orgasm exploded which was his cue. Three more thrusts and he blasted off into her with a loud groan.
Spent, he held himself still as he spasmed out the last of his cum, the thought of filling her a most primal feeling. He felt powerful and strong and virile, and, shit, he hadn’t felt that way in a long damned time.
Perfect timing, because tomorrow he had to have a meeting with Rita and that was going to suck. But then tomorrow night they were having dinner with his kids and Christopher, and that, hopefully, would not. But the added feeling of being a man who was wanted by the woman he’d always been in love with, certainly made all the drama worthwhile.
31
“I’m sorry, Lucky. Life has been a bit crazy lately, and I’m trying to get it all pulled together. Can I try for this week?” She picked her coffee cup off the counter and gently sipped the piping-hot liquid.
Lucky’s vibrant head threw back in laughter, her hair now varying tones of greens, which oddly, she pulled off well. It set off her bright blue eyes like a frame complements a picture. “You’re always invited. This week is my house again because Jeri’s kitchen is torn apart. She’s remodeling, and that’s also what she’ll be bitching about.” The bell above the door rang out announcing a new customer. Her eyes darted to the door. “Good morning. Caramel latte is the special today.”
Stepping away from the counter, she smiled at her new friend. “See you tomorrow.”
Stepping outside and deeply inhaling the fresh, clean air, she smiled. Today felt like a great day. She’d woken in David’s arms. He’d slept most of the night, waking only twice. Lucky brightened her morning further, and the sun shined brightly in the sky. She’d been trying to deal with the nervous butterflies that fluttered in her stomach, and by flutter, she meant they were having a knock-down, drag-out fight, every time she thought about tomorrow night and having to meet David’s kids. It was a big step, and if they didn’t like her, it would make it very tough for them. Maybe even impossible.
David was having lunch with Rita today, too, and that made her stomach actually flip over, threatening to spill its contents. Not that she mattered all that much, but what if she contacted the kids afterward and poisoned them against her? She shook her head to loosen the dark clouds. It was going to be a fantastic day.
Strolling down the sidewalk, she took a closer look at the businesses of Harmony Lake. The Sandwich Shoppe was baking their fresh bread; the aroma filled the air making her stomach rumble. The colorful, blue-and-white-striped awning over the window added a bit of whimsy to the brick storefront. A large pot of colorful flowers decorated the sidewalk just outside the window. There was a matching flower pot in front of each business on Main Street. It gave the whole town a friendly feeling. She was beginning to feel like she fit in here. A man ducked behind a black SUV, which made shivers slide down her back. She rotated her neck and consciously tried to remove the quickly forming knots in her shoulders. That same old paranoid feeling crept over her. I guess you can’t be watched 24/7 for 30 years and not have it affect you. She’d been doing so good. David’s lunch and their dinner tonight must be coloring her subconscious.
Giving in to the feeling, she glanced in the direction of the man and found him snapping pictures of her from the driver’s seat. As quickly as her semi-hobbled leg would allow her, she hurried to Kinkaide & Associates, where she hoped she’d feel safer. Maneuvering around a couple on the sidewalk, her heartbeat ratcheted up. Her breathing grew ragged, and the fear in her throat seemed to expand.
Finally reaching the office, she hurriedly ducked inside, quickly skirted through the second set of glass doors and made a sharp left to make her way to her office. Her smile felt stiff as she semi-greeted her co-workers. Trying to suck in deep breaths to keep the panic at bay she stepped into her office and slid the barn door closed. Dropping her purse on the desk and setting her coffee cup down before her shaking spilled it, she drove her hands into her hair and slowly paced the length of her office.
Employing her breathing techniques, she inhaled slowly and exhaled to the count of ten. Once. Twice. A third time, until she felt she could dial the phone. Stopping at her desk, she reached down to her purse and pulled out her phone. Her hands shook, so she flexed them open and closed to gain control. Letting out one long breath, she squared her shoulders and tapped the screen on her phone.
Her door slid open, and she jumped, letting out a squeal. Her eyes wide she backed herself to the wall. Her stomach lurched, and she thought she would lose her meager breakfast. Realizing it was David who’d opened her door, she huffed out a breath, her hand over her heart watching his eyes turn from surprise to concern. His brows dipped, and she immediately felt horrible. And relieved. Mostly relieved.
“Baby, what’s wrong? You look scared shitless.”
She shook her head to clear the silly thoughts, but they stuck. “I was walking …” Clearing her throat, she tried again. “I left Lucky’s, and on the way here a man was watching me. Then he took pictures of me. I was scared. Creeped out.”
“What?” He moved toward her. “What did he look like? Did he have a vehicle? What was the make and model? Did he follow you?”
She held up her hand to stem the flow of questions. Swallowing to relieve her dry throat, she tried her best to answer. “I saw a black SUV. He had dark hair. Sunglasses.” She reached out to touch him, and he immediately circled her in his arms and pulled her tight to him. Giving her a squeeze, he stepped back. “Where were you when you saw him?”
“Just outside of The Daily Grind. He was across the street.” Her lip quivered more from fear than anything. This ugly feeling just wouldn’t go away.
He kissed her forehead. “Stay here.”
