by Sandra Alex
“You can do whatever you want to me, Daniel.”
“Mmmm…I’ll hold you to that.” He whispers as his rear end starts moving in time with me. We begin a slow rhythm at first, and then, as I reach to his nipple with my free hand, he starts to speed as soft mewls come from his throat. “Ohhh…babe…you’re so good at that.” He whispers, stroking my hair with his hand. I can tell he wants to touch me, but he can’t reach more than my arm, head and a small section of my butt. I almost feel guilty because I know what that does to him. Trying to make him come faster, I suck harder and deeper. He lets out a grunt/whisper, and lifts, reaching for my face.
“I just…I have to kiss you, baby.” He whispers and cups my face with his hands, kissing me deeply, lovingly. His tongue is so soft and warm I can’t resist. Pulling me on top of him, he wraps his arms around me, and I have to chuckle. He knows why I’m laughing. “Yeah, you win, babe. I can’t do it. I need to make love to you properly. Guess I’m too vanilla for what you want to do.”
His hands are on my hips, making me melt the way he’s gripping them, millimeters from his awaiting cock. His lips find mine as we play Russian roulette at the mouth of my folds. The friction against my clit is making me moan, spurring Daniel on. “You want to be a little daring, baby?” I ask against his lips.
“More daring than a couple of minutes ago?”
I nod seductively as I lift my pelvis up and slide him inside me without a condom on him. His eyes close at the contact and his voice goes low with need. “Uh, that’s really daring, babe.” He throws in a little chuckle, trying to add mirth, but failing.
I start to move, watching him watch me. “You want me to stop?” I ask with a tone that says I’m not stopping.
“Shh…” he says, grabbing my hips, rocking his pelvis into mine, as if what we’re doing is best left unsaid.
“Tell me when you’re going to come, okay?” I say to him. He nods, staring deep into my eyes as we make love to each other with such a deep intensity all I can hear is our ragged breathing in the silence. Then in one fell swoop, he turns me onto my back and drives into me, cupping my face with his hands, keeping his pelvis so close to mine I’m almost nailed down. The feeling is so deep and close, like he’s drinking me in physically. It’s so profound I feel like he’s trying to tell me he loves me with every cell in his body. A lump is trying to form in my throat, but I shake it away, tightening for him, making him feel the same intense, strong waves of pleasure that I am.
He wants to close his eyes, but it’s like he doesn’t want to miss anything. He’s so into me and the tight bond we have at the moment. As a huge blast of pleasure nearly throws me over the edge, I close my eyes and lift my back off the bed as I feel Daniel’s mouth on my breast. I cry out his name as my orgasm almost splits me in two. He speeds but keeps his pelvis over mine, increasing the intensity. Hitting me in all the right places.
Then he quickly pulls out, breathless and leaning his forehead on mine. His cock is solid as a rock and standing perfectly parallel to his body. I can see it pulsing under the light shining in from the hallway. “God, Kayla, I can’t hold on.” He grunts, licking his lips.
Winded, I rise and go to my knees as he lays on his back. I’m half excited and half surprised that he’s going to let me do this. His cock is so goddamn big and hard I’m turned on again, seconds after just coming. I waste no time stuffing him into my mouth, feeling him pulse under my touch.
It’s very heady knowing that he’s seconds from coming. He’s rocking his pelvis, hungry for release, almost suffering he’s so desperate for it. He lets out a hard grunt. “Oh, God, Kayla…God, it’s gonna happen.” He says as he buckles upward slightly, and I feel and taste his seed rushing down my throat as I swallow as fast as I can.
His breathing is ragged between delicious moans and sharp, inward breaths, as he empties into my mouth, tasting remotely sweet like the beer he was drinking earlier. When his body finally stills, his chest is still heaving. I slow and stop as he lifts his hand to my shoulders, pulling me into him.
Drawing in a cleansing breath, he kisses my head as my back is facing him. “Now I understand all the fuss.”
“Yeah?” I giggle.
“Yeah. That was phenomenal.”
“Big words from a drunken man.”
“Hell, if that doesn’t sober you up, nothing will.”
“You couldn’t have gone that far drunk anyway, babe. You were just good and relaxed.”
“Tell my brothers that.”
“Yeah, are you sure you want me to explain?”
He kisses my head again. “Nix that.”
I turn over to face him. “So, do you think you’ll let me do that again some time?” I can’t hide the naughty smile.
He searches my eyes. “Baby, you have my sole permission to do that any time you want to.”
I lift a brow, “Really?”
He kisses my lips. “As long as I get to do what I want to do to you too.”
I lift a flattened hand to my forehead. “Scout’s Honor.”
He sighs, wrapping his arms around me. “My brothers liked you.”
“I like them too.”
“Are you excited to start school full-time?”
I draw in a deep breath and speak on exhale. “You have no idea, Daniel.”
A kiss. “I think I do.”
“Have I told you how awesome you are, babe?”
“You bring out the awesomeness in me, babe.” He says, enveloping his lips over mine, making my toes tingle.
Chapter 31
Daniel
The room is so packed I can’t believe I can see my girl from afar, sitting alone, which makes me feel so guilty I almost can’t stand it. If it weren’t for the big, sloppy smile on her face, I’d consider giving up my seat at the front. Kayla is wearing a long red gown that goes to her ankles, and I’m in a black suit with a red cummerbund and boutonniere to match her dress. She’s so beautiful I can’t take my eyes off her. She looks like she’s on fire, and she probably is, she’s so proud of me.
After the fiasco with Greg, and me donating all the money to the AAFA, I’ve been invited to attend an awards ceremony. Tonight, I’ll be given an appreciation award for being an outstanding contributor last year. Based on what the Board Chair of the foundation says, I am one of their top contributors of all time. In total, I’ve donated close to fifty thousand dollars in one lump sum. I’d have given more, but Kayla encouraged me to give to other charities as well, and I have. If it weren’t for her, I would have never come up with the idea to give.
As I take the podium and give a brief speech, my girl sits down there, and through glassy, emotionally charged eyes, she watches me. After the applause she rises, clapping her hands loudly, and then I join her at her table, not wanting to spend another second away from her. The party starts and we dance together, first through some fast songs, and then, as the night winds down, they play slower ones. Kayla’s body is nestled against mine as we sway to the soft ballads.
Our table clears around eleven o’clock, and some of the older guests start to mill out. A candle is lit on our table, and the music has changed to more classic tunes as a late dessert is served. Kayla rests her chin on her steepled fingers. “So, are you excited about applying for your medical license next week? You’ve waited so long.”
“Not as excited as you are for finishing your first year in University.” I point out. “I knew you’d hit the dean’s list, babe. You’re all brains.”
I feel her toe slide up my pant leg, as a delicious grin appears on her face. “Well, not all brains.”
I chuckle, taking her toes in my hands and kneading them with my fingers. “Yeah…I guess I’m excited. My parents are ecstatic. I didn’t think they had it in them.”
“Why not?” she asks, lifting her chin from her hands. “It’s not like your brother Christopher is going to make it out of medical school.”
“If he can make it through his twenties without getting a girl pregnan
t, I’ll consider it a successful mission.” I knead her toes again, watching her eyes roll backward. “Now, stop that, or I’ll have to take you home and ravage you. I’m having enough problems controlling myself with you in that dress.”
“Me?” she gestures to herself. “How about you in that tux? Good lord!”
I smile and wink at her. “God, Daniel. That wink of yours. What am I going to do with you…” she shakes her head slowly with a grin on her face. “You wanna get outta here?”
I smile at her, looking at the busboy passing by. “Not yet.” He catches my glance and nods. “So, Greg’s rotting in hell for the next twenty-five to life.” I say, changing the subject.
Her eyes bulge. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah. I heard this morning. Coupled with other charges, he got attempted murder and kidnapping added to his roster of dirty deeds. He won’t see the light of day for a while.”
“Well, it sure took long enough, but evidently it was worth the wait.” Kayla comments, impressed.
I release her foot. “That’s right. Good things come to those who wait.”
This gets a smile. “You’re right.”
A slow song comes on over the speakers, ‘Take it to the Limit’ by The Eagles, and I know it’s one of Kayla’s favorites. “You want to dance?” I ask her, sticking my hand out for her to take.
“I’d love to.” She says, taking my hand. We walk to the dance floor hand in hand and I give her a little spin before pulling her into my arms and slowly swaying with her to the music. “You know…this is one of my favorite songs.”
“I do know.” I say, my tone matter-of-fact.
“Do you know why?”
I do, but I play along. “I’m sure you’ve told me before, but why don’t you remind me.”
“Because it was one of my mom’s favorites, too.” Kayla explains. “The part where it says, ‘if it all fell to pieces tomorrow, would you still be mine?’ my mom used to always sing to me when I was little. It reminds me of how we both stuck together, even though she was so sick, and it was just the two of us.”
“And Nana Mary.” I add.
“Well, Nana Mary preferred AC/DC…you know her. Nana’s always been a little rough around the edges.”
I chuckle. “That she is.”
Tipping her chin up to me, I see that her eyes are a little glassy. I try to lighten the mood slightly. “Kayla, if it all fell to pieces tomorrow, would you still be mine?” I smile and it’s contagious. “I knew you would.”
She bends upwards and kisses me chastely on the lips. “Just think…soon I’ll be able to call you ‘doctor’ Daniel.” She wiggles her brows, emphasizing the title ‘doctor’.
Tilting my head, looking at the ceiling, I smile.
“What?” she chuckles.
“Ah, it’s not everything, but I do like the sound of that.”
“What do you mean it’s not everything? Jesus, Daniel. You’re going to be a doctor. Give yourself some credit.”
I lift a hand. “No, it’s not that at all.”
“Well then, what is it?” her smile starts to fade slightly.
“It’s just…I don’t know…I want to be one other thing before I’m a doctor, I guess.”
Her eyes bulge. “What? A Nobel Prize winner? An outstanding contributor for a major US charitable foundation? A millionaire? What? You’ve already done two out of three of those things.” She’s totally teasing me and I’m playing along.
Lowering my head, I kiss her lips once, twice, three times. The song is winding down, but we continue dancing, as though oblivious. Resting my forehead on hers, I divide my glance between both her eyes before answering. “I want to be a husband.”
At first, she looks confused. “A hu—” she sucks in air quickly and I swallow, sliding my thumbs down her sides, still swaying to the music. Her head pulls from mine as she looks at me blankly. The busboy has cleared the area around us, and the music has stopped. Pulling a box out of my suit jacket pocket, I bend down on one knee and hold the box out for her, lifting the lid.
Her hands cup her cheeks as the tears start. “Kayla, I may not have believed it then, but I know now that when I first met you, it was love at first sight. I can’t ever imagine myself with anyone else. I love you more than I could spend forever expressing. Will you make me a husband? Will you be my wife?”
She’s so emotional she’s gasping for air. I stand up and hold her in my arms. “Breathe, baby, breathe.” I chuckle, cupping her head against my chest. When she manages a deep breath, I pull her face from my chest and search her eyes. “Is there a yes in there for me somewhere?”
A smile erupts from her lips as she nods. I tip her chin up and kiss her, while the crowd starts whistling and wooting, and then they turn the music up again. Pulling the ring from the box, I slip it on her finger. She looks at it, noticing that it fits her finger perfectly. “How did you...?”
“Your mom’s ring. I traced it months ago onto a piece of paper and took it to the jeweller.” I point at my temple.
“Months ago?” she’s stunned.
“Baby, I told you. I’ve loved you since the day I met you. Time is a formality.”
She shakes her head and smiles, snaking her arms around my neck. Leaning in, she kisses me deeply, sliding her tongue inside, not caring about the audience whistling and cheering us on. We stand there for a whole other song kissing, holding each other…well, basically making out, until I take her home and do all the other things I’d been dying to do to her since she slipped into that dress.
…and more. Much more.
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Is Colton Ford just another wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing, or is he the real thing?
Colton all but wears a sign that says ‘No Women Allowed’ after his failed marriage to Pam. Pam promised him the world but never delivered. It’s no wonder when he meets the beautiful and intelligent Julia, he doesn’t let his heart pave the way. Colton’s love of his horse ranch, his students, his brothers and his money keep him happy. He doesn’t need or want anything else. When Julia walks into his life, Colton decides it’s best to proceed with caution, and the feeling is mutual.
John is sexy, successful and perfect fiancé material…when he’s not controlling, delusional and downright creepy. But how do you dump a guy your loyal and loving father fixes you up with, without breaking two hearts? When Julia goes MIA to her estranged sister’s place out of state, John goes ballistic. Especially when her sister works with dreamy-eyed Colton, and Julia finds herself spending a lot of time with them. But it’s difficult to keep someone safe when you don’t know they’re in danger.
Gun-shy, self-protective, and hiding from the truth, Julia is in no position to open her heart to anyone. Particularly when she has to look over her shoul
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...
Her loyalty and all-consuming love were the reasons why I chose her…until she made me a promise she didn’t keep.
She was the one who waited for me while I was overseas. She was the one who loved me the way nobody else did. She’s also the one who broke my heart by not keeping her promise.
I thought I was done with women for good…until Julia came along.
Afghanistan changes a man in a way nothing else can, and the women flock to me like magnets because of it…but I don’t want any of them. The way they look at me, I’d like to tear their eyes out.
Julia doesn’t look at me like I’m a piece of meat. She also doesn’t see dollar signs when she finds out I’m a Ford boy.
Problem is, Julia doesn’t want anyone any more than I do. She’s running from something, but she won’t tell me what or whom….and then I find out the hard way.
….
Sure, running away is the cowardly thing to do. But if you were in my shoes, you might have done the same.
Colton is the type of guy to steer clear of, at least that's what my sister Liz says. He’s got this smouldering look that makes me lock eyes with him. But then we both look away. And it’s all good, because another man is the last thing I need…especially another man with major issues.
When Colton finds out what I’m running from, he teaches me a thing or two about men, and not in a way I would expect.