Hell Yeah! Box Set With Bonus Cookbook

by Hunter, Sable

  “What do you mean she could give me back my manhood?” Joseph was pushing Kane for details.

  “All I know is that Jack Reardon was paralyzed and unable to get it up. After Cady worked on him for a couple of months, he could walk with crutches and he was making love with his wife again.”

  “How did she do that?” Joseph’s imagination was running wild, but hope was also coursing through his veins like a drug.

  “Lord, I don’t know. It was a lot of hands on therapy, massage, rubdowns with homemade salves. Lord, if I said anymore - I’d just be making it up. What difference does it make? If it works, it works.” He could tell Joseph that Jack had said Cady had slept by his bed and had involved his wife in some pretty kinky treatments, but he didn’t really know enough to say.

  “What does she look like, this miracle worker?”

  “What difference does that make?” Kane was a little insulted for Cady. It seemed to him that Joseph would be more concerned about results than what his therapist looked like.

  “I don’t want a beautiful woman to see me this way. If I’m going to let somebody watch my urine flow through a tube into a bag, I want her to be so ugly that I don’t care one way or the other.” Joseph knew that sounded cold, but pity from a sexy woman would just about do him in.

  Kane considered Joseph for a minute. Poor bastard. He let Cady Renaud’s image run through his mind and then answered as honestly as he could. “I guess she would fit your bill. She’s no raving beauty, but I don’t suppose you’d have to put a bag over her head.” Kane felt uncomfortable talking about Acadia Renaud in such a disrespectful manner. She was from a powerful, powerful family. And by powerful he meant people that could call lightning bolts from the sky.

  “Can you get me in touch with her?” Joseph didn’t know if he was crazy or not. But, if there was a possibility that he could be healed, he had to pursue it.

  “Zane has her number. He handles some of her legal affairs.” He picked up his cell and dialed his brother. In a few moments, Kane handed Joseph a card with a number on the back that might be the miracle he had been looking for.

  ******

  Jessie didn’t know what to say. He was right. She was alone, broke, afraid and pregnant.

  “Look at me, Precious.” Jacob coaxed. “What’s wrong? You don’t look as happy as you did a few minutes ago. Did I say something wrong?” Jacob’s world would never be the same. In less than twenty-four hours, it had become a place of wonder and hope. And it all centered on this beautiful, sweet woman that made every fiber of his being vibrate with need.

  Slowly, Jessie slid her arms around his waist. She leaned her body into his. When her nipples grazed the hard plane of his chest, she let out a sigh of longing. Okay. Fine. She might look like a fool, but she had no desire to start out her relationship with the father of her baby with a lie. “I’m sorry, Jacob. It’s silly. Earlier today, when we kissed and you kissed my . . .”

  Heavens! He couldn’t resist her. She fit him like a glove. As a gift to himself, he let his hands slide down her back and down over her hips, cupping that gorgeous butt and pulling her so that he could grind his aching dick into her sweet spot. “You mean when I sucked on your pretty nipples?”

  “Yea, that was wonderful. But Jacob, I thought you were interested in me - for me. I didn’t know you already knew about the baby.” Jerking out of his embrace, Jessie walked away from him, hugging herself tightly. One minute she was standing there wishing that she had kept her big mouth shut, the next she was swept up in strong arms.

  Marching across the sitting room into his bedroom, Jacob McCoy was on a mission.

  “Jacob! What are we doing?” This was his bedroom. His bed. He laid her in the middle of the bed, and then he stopped long enough to pull off his boots.

  “Don’t you move, Sweetheart. We are about to have a serious discussion. If you think the one about our baby was serious, wait till you hear the one about our love life.”

  Jessie watched the strong line of his back as he yanked off his socks. Strength rippled through the thin material of his shirt. Shoulders at least a yard wide made her hands itch to measure their breadth and test their suppleness. Shoot! She had it bad! “You don’t have to do this, Jacob. The baby and I, we’re not a package deal. You can have all the access to the baby that you want. You don’t have to take me on as well.” He didn’t answer her, instead he unsnapped his red western shirt and tossed it on the end of the bed, stood up and faced her.

  Jessie forgot to breathe.

  Her mouth went completely dry. She had seen pictures of men without their shirts on in movie magazines and gossip rags, but none of them even came close to what stood before her. Jacob McCoy was ripped! Hills and valleys of deliciously defined muscles invited her fingers to explore. And there was an intriguing line of hair that emerged from his belt and traveled up his stomach to fan out across pecs that drew her lips like a magnet. Jessie came to her knees and graced one strong pectoral muscle with a tiny kiss.

  This small caress made Jacob roar with need. “Jess, I wanted you from the first moment I laid eyes on you. I can’t tell you what the sight of your delectable body did to me. Don’t you remember seeing me jerk off? What do you think was on my mind - the weather? Hell, No! I was thinking about you! You are the cutest, sweetest, sexiest woman that I’ve ever been privileged to see!”

  Whoosh! Jessie found herself flat on her back and completely covered over by one hell of a man. He wasn’t sitting on her, but he had straddled her hips and pinned her arms over her head before she knew what had happened. Weaving their fingers together, he took complete control. “Look at me, Precious.” Jessie obeyed, tearing her eyes away from his fabulous chest. Seeing his sexy grin, Jessie blushed. She had been caught! “I love for you to look at me, but right now we need to get a few things straight. Okay?”

  Words. He was saying words. “Okay.” Licking her lips, she imagined what it would be like to give his nipples the same treatment he had given hers. What she was thinking must have shown in her face, because Jacob relented.

  “Oh, hell.” Leaning down, he captured her willing mouth, searing her with a hot, wet kiss that made her toes curl and her pussy weep. Reluctantly, he ended the kiss. “Knowing that you may be pregnant with my baby is a wild turn-on, I won’t deny that. But, it’s a lot more complicated than that. I’m attracted to you, Jessie - to everything about you.”

  “But, you don’t know me,” she protested. “Not really.” She studied the face so close to her own. His brows were as dark as his hair, as was his five o’clock shadow. There was one dark freckle high on his right cheek - a beauty mark, her grandmother would have called it. He was beautiful - that was no lie.

  “Let me tell you what I know about you,” Jacob‘s breath was sweet and minty, and she knew his taste was heady and spicy - uniquely, Jacob. “First, you saved my brother’s life. Second, you wouldn’t abort your baby, even when keeping it could be a hardship for you.”

  She tried to interrupt him, but he kissed her quiet.

  “Third, you are honest, hardworking, and you’ve got one damn fine rack. In other words, I am interested in you. You. You are a beautiful, sweet, exciting woman that I am extremely attracted to. And I want to know you a whole lot better.” Lowering his body a scarce half-inch, he let his cock rub her sensitive lady parts. Jessie squirmed a little with excitement. “Now, I know people usually date for a while, but my dick is way too impatient for that slow of a schedule. So, we’re about to learn everything we need to know about one another. All the essentials. I have a crash course for you on what makes us compatible.”

  “I had someone google you,” she confessed. “I know about your work with the cancer society. I like that.”

  “You did? What would I find if I googled you?” He asked as he peppered her face with kisses.

  “Nothing, probably.” She co
uldn’t think of a thing that set her apart.

  “Do you like cats or dogs?”

  Was he serious? “Both.”

  “Good answer, you won a kiss.” He proceeded to kiss her at the corner of her mouth. “I like both, too. Most men don’t like cats, but I’m crazy about them. I’ll have to introduce you to Timmy. He’s boss of the porch.”

  “I’ve met him,” she sighed as she looked at his lips, wanting more kisses. “Remember, I’ve been holed up in your barn for several days.”

  “If I had known you were out there, you would have been holed up in this bed. With me.” He nipped her on her ear lobe, which caused her to giggle. It was the sweetest sound he had ever heard. “Next question: are you a vegetarian?”

  “No,” she answered carefully. “I don’t eat a lot of meat, but it’s because it’s so expensive. I eat a lot of peanut butter and jelly,” she offered hopefully.

  He vowed she’d never be hungry again. “And ketchup and bread, I guess.” Another giggle. Lord, she was a doll!

  “Hey! Ketchup sandwiches are really good.”

  “What’s your favorite kind of movie?” Okay, this was important. There was only one right answer to this one. He mentally crossed his fingers.

  “I like scary movies, not slasher films. I like suspenseful movies that make you think.” She was getting into this.

  Growling his pleasure, he rewarded her with a kiss to the other side of her mouth. “Perfect answer. Do you like to snuggle with a guy while you watch them?” He felt her stiffen under him.

  “I guess I would if I had the chance.” Didn’t he realize that she wasn’t the type? That thought brought her insecurities back with a bang. She couldn’t help but fear that the only reason she appealed to Jacob was because of the child that she carried.

  “Uh-uh, don’t back step on me, now.” He teased her out of her mood with a slow, nipple-peaking lick to the side of her neck. “Two more questions and I’m going to make love to you; that is, if you’ll let me. Are you going to let me, Sugar?”

  “What are the questions?” At her evasive non-answer, Jacob laughed. “Hmmm. So, I’m not as irresistible as I thought I was.”

  He didn’t know how wrong he was. If she was hesitant, it certainly wasn’t because of his appeal.

  He sobered up for this question. “Do you believe in fate, Baby?”

  “I believe everything happens for a reason.” She could barely answer. All she could think about was making love with him.

  “Good answer. Now last question. Are you ready for it?” At her affirmative nod, he placed his lips reverently to hers, and then asked, “Do you want to make love to me, Jessie?”

  That was the easiest question, so far. “Yes, very much.” She let out a breathy sigh. “But, are you sure that you want to make love to me?” There was hope and wonder in her eyes.

  Once more, he lowered his hips that magical numbers of inches, letting his groin settle onto her sensitive pelvis. “Do you know how long I’ve been this hard?”

  “You feel huge,” she whispered.

  “And it’s all for you, Baby.” Not waiting for an answer, he was already unbuckling his belt. Easing off of her, he held out his hand. “I want you, Jessie Montgomery. I want you more than words can say.” She placed her hand in his and he pulled her up. “Let’s get this old shirt and dress off of you.” He picked up a curl of her hair and laid it across her shoulder. “You’ve got an adorable face. I could look at it every day for the rest of my life.” Kissing her cheek, he slipped off the shirt, then put his arms around her and slid the zipper down. “Now, lift up your arms, Doll. I can’t wait to kiss every inch of your luscious body.”

  She held her hands up over her head, which thrust her breasts up. Jacob groaned and licked his lips in anticipation of feasting on those perfect mounds again. He skimmed the dress up and over her head. “Dear God,” he breathed. “It wasn’t a dream. Just look at you, Baby.” In awe, he skimmed his hands down her sides and hooked both thumbs in the little white panties. As he slowly peeled them down, he noticed that she was shaking ever so slightly. “Oh, Treasure. Don’t be afraid. I’m going to love you so sweetly, so gently. It’ll be the best lovin’ you’ve ever had.”

  “I’m not afraid.” she assured him, shyly. “I’m just excited.” She couldn’t take her eyes off of him. He was just so big - everywhere. His arms were huge. “Can I touch you?”

  “Sure you can,” he waited patiently while she ran her hands up his chest, over his pecs, around his shoulders and down his arms. “Damn! I love your hands on my body, Baby.” He couldn’t keep his eyes off her pretty little pussy mound. She wasn’t bare, but trimmed so closely there was just a shadow of soft down.

  As she caressed his body, her level of excitement rose even higher. Emboldened by his response to her petting, she shifted closer and began tonguing his nipples. It stood to reason, that if it felt good to her, it would feel good to him. When he hissed his response, she took one brown disc in her mouth and sucked. “God, you’re good at this, aren’t you?”

  His statement brought her up short. Did he expect a woman of experience? Would he be disappointed in her innocence? ‘Most likely,’ she thought to herself sadly. Men like Jacob would be used to adventurous sex and Jessie’s experience was sadly lacking. Backing off, she decided that this might not be such a good idea after all. “Jacob, maybe we shouldn’t do this.”

  Jacob was stone hard and ready to ride. Unable to process what she was saying, he gently pulled her up against him. “Why, Baby? Don’t you want me?” Sliding his torso from side to side, he let the rough hair on his chest abrade her sensitive breasts. “Your nipples say that you want me. They’re as hard as little jewels.” Moving his hand down her body in a slow caress, he slid his fingers over her mound and between her legs. Wet. Warm. “Your little pussy wants me. Feel how wet you are, Baby.” Swirling his fingers through her folds, he rubbed her slit from the delicate opening to her swollen clitoris. “There’s enough sweet cream down here to make a meal.” Jessie gasped at the pleasurable sensation and held on to his shoulders in a tight grip, burying her face in his neck. “Oh, you like that, don’t you?”

  “Yes,” she moaned.

  “Touch me, Sweetheart. Please?” With shaking hand, she soothed the line of hair that started at his sternum and traveled its happy trail south. At this angle she could see the top of his penis protruding from the waistband of his underwear. Sweet Jesus! Unable to resist, she cupped the large bulge with her hand. “You are so big! It’s never going to fit inside of me.” She took one finger and rubbed it across the reddish purple dome. It was wet. “You’re leaking,” she whispered.

  “Yeah,” he croaked. “That means I’m really excited. He’s dying to get inside you, Baby.” When she licked the end of her finger, tasting him, he thought he would pass out. “Unzip me, Jess. Unleash the beast.”

  “Help me,” she demanded, as she tugged at his belt. He pushed her shaking hands aside and quickly unbuckled, unzipped, then pushed his pants down. When his dick sprang out to greet her like an overeager puppy, she giggled with delight. Taking both hands, she encircled his shaft and began rubbing him up and down, around and round, up and over. In seconds, she had him straining, pushing himself closer toward those rosebud lips that he couldn’t wait to feel wrapped around his cock.

  “I know this isn’t the best time to tell you, but I don’t know what the heck I’m doing,” Jessie confessed in a rush.

  Her wide-eyed amazement and innocent eagerness tore at his heart. “I’d say you’re doing just fine. But, if you’ll take me in your mouth and suck a little bit, I’ll be your slave for life,” he begged.

  “Good idea,” she lowered her head and went to work. Jacob nearly lost his mind as her hot little mouth pulled him deep. She worked him with her tongue, licking the mushroom shaped head and swirling around the ridge l
ike she was consuming the tastiest ice cream treat of the summer. “Ummmm,” she hummed her enjoyment. He couldn’t tell if she was incredibly innocent or so-well trained that she knew how to turn him inside out with her tentative, yet eager, little pink tongue.

  “That’s right. Suck it, Baby Doll.” Jacob didn’t know what other talents she might possess, but she did take directions well. He cupped her head and had to bite his lips to keep from plunging deep and fucking her face. “God, that’s good. You’re so sweet.”

  His taste was intoxicating. She couldn’t get enough. Pulling back, she took just the wide, fleshy head in her mouth, letting her tongue soothe and polish the smooth knob while she pumped the impressive girth of his stalk. Rapturously, she laved, fluttered and circled her tongue - losing herself in the amazing sensation of having silk covered steel in her mouth. Wanting more, she let her hands roam his upper thighs, enjoying the feel of his hair covered skin. When his muscles tensed, she presumed he was about to come and that was something else she wanted to experience before she had to let him go. Looking up at him, she rejoiced to see his head was thrown back in absolute ecstasy. Good. He seemed to be enjoying her maiden voyage into the world of blowjobs. Deciding to make herself happy; she cupped his sac, amazed at the hard, tight balls that felt so good rolling between her fingers.

  “Jessie, my Lord, Girl, you’re gonna kill me,” his words spurred her on. Opening herself to him, Jessie angled her throat and took him as deep as she could. This seemed to be the catalyst for him, and he gripped her hair and began to pump. Jessie felt her own excitement begin to build. She had never suspected that giving oral sex to a man could be so good. She was tingling from head to toe. Her nipples felt like they were on fire and when he bellowed his release and shot streams of cum down her throat, Jessie swallowed it eagerly.

  Reluctant to let him go, Jessie massaged his fading erection, drawing out his pleasure and milking every aftershock she could pull from him. “God Jess, that was incredible.” She nuzzled his sex as she left him, pressing a kiss to his abdomen as she sat back on the bed.