Jade (The Kings of Guardian Book 9)

by Kris Michaels

  "Where are your condoms?" He pointed, and she reached across him to the nightstand and opened the drawer. "Score!" Jade lifted her arm and a line of condoms trailed after her. Nic rolled her over and fell between her thighs. She put a foil packet between her teeth and ripped it open. Fuck, she was the epitome of a wet dream. He took the damn thing from her and suited up.

  Nic stopped and made her look at him. "Are you sure?"

  "Don't you fucking dare stop now. If you do, I'll kill you, and it would be a justifiable homicide." Jade grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him down into a teeth-clacking kiss.

  He lined up and thrust into her slick, wet heat. His moan married hers as they continued to kiss. Damn, she felt amazing. Nic broke the kiss and bucked forward seating himself deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and grabbed his ass with her hands keeping him there. He lifted and gazed down at her. Intense green eyes stared back hooded with lust, and her face flushed red from the exertion of their extreme foreplay.

  She grabbed a handful of his hair with one hand. "Fuck me, Nic. Pound me with that big cock. I need it hard and fast. Don't stop unless you're coming or dying."

  "Holy fuck, your mouth, woman." As he lifted to his knees, he grabbed her thighs and pushed them back toward her shoulders in a wide vee.

  "No, you don't get my mouth this time. Next time, I'll let you fuck it." Jade put two of her fingers in her mouth and circled them with her tongue. He had to close his eyes, or he'd fucking bust his nut. Her laughter popped his eyes back open. He smiled and then winked at her.

  Her fingers still in her mouth she smiled and used her other hand to pinch his nipple. He sucked in a breath as she demanded, "Fuck. Me. Harder."

  Nic rocked back and slammed into her.

  "Yes! Just like that!" Jade's shout echoed around the room. Her breasts swayed up and back with the force of his cock's rhythm. Her hand traveled from her mouth to her nipple, and she played with it as she watched him watching her. The only thing that eclipsed her hot, dirty talk was her brazen actions.

  He would love testing her limits-if she had any. Grasping her thighs, Nic jerked her to him and abandoned any physical restraint. He was a substantial male in supreme condition, and his cock powered into her in a savage rhythm as her growled demands drove the ever present worry he could hurt the woman beneath him out of his brain. Nic was losing the war against the demands of his body. The orgasm building became an all-consuming demand he couldn't resist. He released one of her legs and reached between them to find her clit. There was no way he'd come before he made her scream his name. His fingers found her hard nub and massaged it with a skilled touch perfected from years of experience.

  Jade's body arched. "Yes! God… Yes! Yes! Yes! Nic!" Her body tightened and her pussy constricted in waves around his cock.

  Nic slammed home at the sound of his name echoing around his bedroom. White spots split the darkness behind his eyelids when his orgasm tore through him. He pounded her through his release, because he'd fucking die if he didn't. Nic shuddered and stayed frozen for several seconds before he dropped down on top of her gasping for air.

  "Holy fuck. That is so going to happen again, but you need to get off me so I can breathe." Jade's voice came in breathless pants.

  He grunted an assent and slid off her. Nic took care of the condom, dropping it somewhere near the trash can beside the bed. His hand flopped back to his chest as he tried to regulate his breathing. They lay like that for several minutes. Just pulling air in and and pushing it out.

  That orgasm was one of the best he'd ever had. He put Jade in the top five encounters of his life. Okay, top two. His first teenage orgasm in a girl, not his hand, would stay at number one. Jade rolled toward him, and he turned onto his side facing her. A tumble of dark hair fell across her brow. Nic pushed her hair away so he could see her eyes.

  "Anyone ever tell you that you're pretty okay at this sex thing?" A mischievous smile spread across her face.

  "Maybe once or twice, but I'm considering 'pretty okay' as a compliment coming from a wildcat like you."

  "Wildcat? Maybe tonight. I mean, dude, I haven't had contact with anything but my vibrator or my fingers in over a year. I deserve to cut lose tonight."

  Nic rolled his hips toward her. "So how about you reward me for a job well done?"

  Jade reached down and cupped his cock. "Seriously, you are ready to go again."

  "Let's just say you lying here on my bed is quite the incentive."

  A smile spread across her face as she stroked his hardening shaft. "Color me impressed."

  "It's been a couple months for me. I don't know how you went a year without sex. You and your DEA partner never…?" Nic wasn't expecting the undignified snort of laughter that blasted out of the sexy woman next to him. She slapped her hand over her mouth and rolled onto her back, laughing harder. There was nothing he could do to stop his own laughter. Jade was the antithesis of every woman he'd ever dated. She was boisterous, not demure, callous and crude, not poised and pretentious. Her love of life and self-confidence shone like a beacon for the world to see.

  "Dude, I so wish. Unfortunately, I'm told sex with your undercover partner is a big no-no. Also, Garett is gay." Jade gasped between bouts of uncontrollable laughter. "We were both miserable!"

  Nic pulled up short. "Wait, you wouldn't cross that line while you were on a case, because, and I quote, that 'is a big no-no'. But this one, the one between us, you blasted through? What the fuck is the difference?"

  "Well as I see it, I'm not on a case right now; I'm on mandatory time off. You know Jared handles all my assignments, so there is no boss/employee bullshit we need to worry about and…" Jade launched him onto his back and straddled him in the process, "…according to all accounts, you are a love 'em and leave 'em type guy. Just the flavor of M-A-N I prefer." Jade bent down and licked a stripe up his neck. "Delicious and disposable."

  Nic couldn't deny the fact he had a reputation, and right up until the time he observed the Kings settling down, he honestly thought life as a confirmed bachelor was the way he wanted to live. As much as he wished he could deny it, witnessing his friends falling in love had an effect on him. Now he wasn't so sure being the disposable bachelor was the way he wanted to continue, but that little revelation was going to stay hidden, especially from her.

  Jade rocked her hips, grinding down on top of his cock. "I deserve a second helping, big boy. I've been a very good girl. Give me another taste?"

  Nic grabbed a handful of hair and tugged gently bringing her down closer to him. "You deserve more than a taste." He pulled her in for a kiss and then rolled on top of her. He trailed kisses down the slender column of her neck to her collarbone where he nipped and licked the tender skin. Her happy giggles turned into a long, low moan as she arched under him.

  Nic continued his sensual exploration as her hands snaked through his hair. The last time, sex between them had been hard and fast, but now Nic wanted to give her what she'd been missing for the last three hundred and sixty five days. He knew how to make a woman writhe with pleasure, and he wanted this woman's definition of great sex and his name to be synonymous.

  He lost focus on anything except the woman under him. His mouth and fingers worked their way down her body, finding the sensitive areas that made her moan, gasp and beg. She grasped his shoulders when he centered over her hot sex. Her fingers dug into his flesh, punctuating her lust-filled symphony of sensual sounds. A soft swirl of his tongue over her hipbone won him a low, needy moan. He copied the move on the other side, and she started to beg. Her hands once again found purchase in his hair. Nic opened her up. Beautiful, red and swollen, her body told him how urgently she needed his touch. He blew a gentle breath across her heated sex and her torso bowed off the bed. Nic pinned her hips down with his forearm and feasted on her flesh. Jade writhed under him. His name became a chanted pl
ea. The pleas turned into begging, interspersed with a helpless mewling sound that singed a pathway straight to his balls. Making this strong, independent woman beg and plead hit him like a nose full of cocaine. Powerful, electrifying, and addictive, her desperation lit him up from the inside and exploded with the vibrancy of a million lights. Nic lifted off her, suited up and slid home. His mouth consumed hers, because unlike last time, Jade wasn't fighting him for control. Absorbing her submission, he let the demure side of her fuel the endless slide of his cock in, the slow withdrawal to the tip, out. He broke the kiss but held his lips over hers. Their breath mingled with soft pants and quiet sounds of pleasure. His fingers traced her thigh before he lifted one of her legs and held it at his hip, balancing his weight on one elbow. Jade opened her eyes and stared at him. What he saw mystified and beguiled him. The demanding, bossy woman who'd taunted him into bed tonight had a soft side, and she'd allowed him to see it. But it was only for a moment. She closed her eyes and shut him out. Nic lowered the scant inch to her lips and pressed a soft kiss against them.

  "Nic…" Jade's plea fell from her lips as soon as he lifted away.

  "I've got you." Nic lowered again taking another sip of her lips. "Let go and feel how good we are." Her hands kneaded his back in a fruitless effort to bring him closer. Nic fought the desire to give in and seek his own release. He nuzzled her ear and whispered, "Let go. You can drop the act. You're safe with me." He had no idea where the words came from, but they spilled from his lips before he could stop them. He felt her stiffen in his arms and regretted the words immediately. God, he clenched his jaw to shut up his fucking mouth. He changed his angle and ground into her.

  Jade arched under him and moaned, her hips pressing into him as he hilted against her. His thrusts built in speed, driven by the undeniable wave that strove for release at the base of his spine. Jade's fingernails scored the skin of his back and shoulders as she damn near pushed off the bed. Her body tightened around his cock as she gasped and shuddered under him. Nic released a groan of pure pleasure and chased his own release. Five hard, deep strokes later, he exploded into the condom. He bucked through his orgasm and draped over her, exhausted.

  Their sweat soaked bodies squelched when he shifted. Damn, he hadn't ever worked up such a sweat while making love. No. Fucking. That's what they were doing. Fucking. Sexual release, no emotions, and no attachment. With that thought in mind, he lifted off her and rolled onto his back.

  Jade didn't waste a second. She rolled the opposite direction off the bed and headed toward the bathroom. He watched her bend down to pick something up off the floor before she entered the bathroom and shut the door. The sound of water running escaped the confines of the en suite seconds later.

  Nic pulled the condom off, tied it in a knot, and tossed it the same direction as the last one. Sitting up in the bed, he scrubbed his face and glanced around the room. Their clothes were scattered across the hardwood in a jumbled mess. He got up, opened his dresser and pulled on a pair of basketball shorts as Jade exited the bathroom. She'd put her hair up into some kind of floppy bun thing. The woman didn't even glance at him before she started picking up her clothes and dressing. The quiet between them was a physical thing, kind of a like herd of fucking elephants. Impossible to miss and too damn big to ignore.

  "You don't have to go." Nic cringed. Hell, his words sounded disingenuous even to his own ears. In actuality, he needed her to go, and go now. There was so much wrong with what had just happened between them that he needed time and space to process it. A lot of time and a lot of space. It was a damn good thing they rarely saw each other.

  "Yeah, I do. I'm not much for the post-hook-up snuggling thing. Not a fan." She grabbed her blouse and attempted to slide the material over her head. He stared at her pale skin as she struggled with the tangle of sleeves. She was a strikingly beautiful woman, even when she was in full evasion mode.

  "I'll call you an Uber or a taxi." Hell, it was the courteous thing to do, right?

  She finally pulled the black silk over her head and tugged it down. "No need, I ordered one when I was in the bathroom." She lifted her cell phone and moved it in a small waving motion as if in evidence of her call before she slipped her feet into her shoes and stuffed her bra and panties into her pants pocket. "Right. So, later then?" Nic felt like a high school boy trying to talk to the popular girl. He'd never been in this position before. He'd always been the one to get up and leave. He was the one who left them wanting more. That thought made him pull up short. He didn't want more. This was a hook-up to scratch an itch, right? This uncertainty as to what to do afterward was why he never brought anyone home. Never.

  "Nah, I'm authorized more vacation time. I'm heading to the ranch for a couple weeks. I'm sure Jared will have an assignment for me soon, so..." A vibration caught their attention. Jade patted the pockets of her jeans and then spotted her phone on the bed where she'd been sitting. She picked it up. "My Uber is almost here." She slipped the phone into her back pocket.

  "Alright, well then I guess this is goodbye." Nic walked with her toward the front door.

  "Yep. Thanks for the good time." Jade's voice was cool, polite and distant.

  "You bet." Nic opened the door for her.

  "See yah," Jade said as she passed by.

  Nic shut the door and leaned against it. "Yep." He pulled his head back and dropped it against the door. Hard. Fuck, DeMarco, only you could screw up a no strings attached hook up with the hottest thing this side of the Mississippi. The problem was, he had no idea what he'd done to ruin the good time they were having. What had he said? That was benign pillow talk. Right? Of course, it was. Granted, he'd never said those words before… He thrust his hands through his hair. Women. Fucking complicated and crazy.

  Chapter Eight

  Stupid. Stupid. Stupid! You couldn't limit it to fun and games, could you? Damn it Nic, you weren't supposed to be observant, or caring, or… anything other than a one night stand. No, no, no! Jade wanted to slam her fist into the wall. She wanted to scream to release the stress that tonight's activities were supposed to have already released! "Fucking men."

  "All men or just one?" Her mom asked from behind her.

  Jade dropped her head and groaned. "All men in general, but one specifically."

  "Sounds like we need cocoa."

  Jade snorted. That was her mom's fix all. Well that or a glass of wine, but it was a little late, or rather early, to be consuming alcohol. Well… at least for her mom it was. Jade was willing to chug a fifth and find oblivion with her friend Jack Daniels.

  "What happened?" Amanda King walked passed and headed into the kitchen. Jade followed. Her mom grabbed a saucepan and pulled out the milk. Jade pulled out a chair and plopped down into it. She pulled her hair out of the haphazard bun she'd shoved it into before she left Nic's and rested her head in her hands.

  "I went out with a guy. We had a good time and then he had to go ruin it." Jade lifted her head and started rubbing her temples. Why the fuck had Nic said that? Better yet, what the fuck had he seen to make him say those things? She didn't need anyone to make her feel safe. She'd dedicated her entire life to being the one person who didn't need anyone. She was the one they called when shit got real. She was the one who kicked ass and took names. God knew she didn't need anyone to make her feel safe."Let go and drop the act." Fuck you, Nic. She didn't need to let go of a damn thing. Act? There was no fucking act. This was who she was. Unapologetically this. Fuck Nic-fucking-DeMarco for assuming she was anything like one of the Barbie dolls listed in his series of little black books.

  "What did he do?"

  Her mom's question startled her. Jade blinked back the fog of her mental tirade. "Sorry, what?"

  "What did your date do to make you so upset? He didn't try something inappropriate did he?" Her mom's eyes widened, and her hand snaked out to grab Jade's forearm.r />
  "What? No, shit, Mom, you know me better than that. If he'd done that I'd have kicked his ass."

  "Well, then what happened?" Amanda released her arm with a gentle pat and turned to stir the milk and cocoa powder while she added the sugar.

  "He ahh…" Jade closed her eyes and clenched her fists. "He insinuated I needed a safe place to… Let me see if I can get this right." Jade released her hands and threw a pair of air quotes up. "He said I could let go and drop the act. That he had me and that I was safe. As if I'd ever need a man to be safe." Jade bit out each word. She was so fucking pissed that Nic insinuated she wasn't capable of taking care of herself.

  "Oh, okay. I'm sorry." Her mom pulled two mugs down from the cupboard and carefully filled them with the cocoa.

  "You're sorry? For what? What does that mean?" Jade accepted the hot drink. "Thank you for the cocoa, Mom."

  "You're welcome, and the I'm sorry is because I think you probably went out with a remarkably perceptive man tonight, and I know for a fact that you do need to let your guard down and you do need a safe place to relax."

  Jade tensed at her mom's words. She really didn't think her mother of all people would agree with Nicolas Fucking DeMarco. "How can you say that? Have I ever given you the impression that I need a man to protect me?"