Always Enough

by Elliott, Kelly

  “That’s Kaylee, isn’t it?” Rich asked.

  Standing, I looked back at Rich and Bill. “You’re wrong, Rich. I thought I didn’t have anything holding me back, but that’s not the case. If you’ll excuse me, gentlemen.”

  I pulled some money out of my wallet and put it on the table.

  Not giving them any time to reply, I headed over toward her table. The waitress was setting a cup of coffee down in front of Kaylee. She smiled, thanked her, then snapped her eyes in my direction. The moment her blue eyes met mine, we both smiled.

  I hated that I had walked away from her that day on the dance floor. Hated that her words felt like someone was trying to kill me and hated that I knew deep in my heart she hadn’t meant them, and I had been too stubborn to realize it at the time.

  I stopped in front of her, watching her take a drink of her coffee. “Fancy meeting you here.”

  She shot me a sassy grin. “I know people who know people, and those people have connections.”

  I laughed. “I believe you do.”

  Digging her teeth into her lip, she looked nervous. “Ty, there’s nothing going on between me and Channing. That day, at the anniversary party, I didn’t mean what I said.”

  “Okay,” I replied.

  “Okay?”

  “Yes, okay.”

  Kaylee glanced down at her coffee cup, then back up at me. “Do you want to sit down?”

  I shook my head, reached for her bag, and tossed it over my shoulder.

  The waitress walked back up. “Would you like a menu, sir?”

  “I’ve already had breakfast, and the lady here will be ordering through room service.”

  Kaylee’s brows pulled in tight. “Excuse me?”

  I tossed a ten onto the table to cover her coffee, then reached for her hand. “Let’s go.”

  Kaylee grabbed her purse and allowed me to guide her out of the restaurant. “Um, do you want to tell me where we’re going, Ty?”

  My head was telling me I needed to stop. This wasn’t the right thing to do. Kaylee and I still hadn’t talked about the last time we’d slept together. But my fucking heart didn’t give two shits. The moment I saw her walk in, I knew I had to have her in my arms. In my bed. I needed to be buried inside of her.

  “We’re going to my room, Kaylee.”

  “Your . . . your . . . room?”

  After hitting the button for the elevator, I stared straight at the metal doors, because if I looked at her, I would end up kissing her, and we wouldn’t even make it back to my floor, much less my bed.

  The doors opened, and I breathed out a sigh of relief when I saw the elevator was empty.

  Kaylee walked in first. I hit the button for the eighteenth floor and waited until the doors closed, then turned and pushed her against the wall of the elevator. The sound of her gasp made my cock even harder than it already was, thanks to that smile of hers. For months I had walked around with blue balls because of this woman.

  My mouth pressed against hers, and I expected her to push me away, but she didn’t. Kaylee moaned softly, opening her mouth to me. When I pressed into her body, I could instantly feel the heat. The chemistry, whatever the hell it was, that sparked between us.

  I pulled back, leaving us both panting and needing more. So much more.

  The doors opened, and I grabbed her hand, pulling her gently out of the elevator and down to my room. I silently said a prayer that Mary wouldn’t still be hanging around. I unlocked the door, stepped to the side like the gentleman I was, and waited for Kaylee to decide if she was going to go in.

  “I’m going to be honest with you, Kaylee. I don’t feel much like talking right now.”

  Her beautiful mouth lifted slightly. “Exactly what do you feel like doing, then? Because I came a long way to get to the bottom of this.”

  I wanted to say that what I felt like doing was fucking her six ways from Sunday, but that wasn’t what she deserved. She meant more to me than just a fuck. “I want to make love to you, then fuck you once or twice. Then we’ll talk.”

  Her throat bobbed as she said, “I think I can do that,” before she quickly walked past me and into the room. I closed my eyes and silently thanked God before following her into the room.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  KAYLEE

  The moment I felt his eyes on me, I couldn’t ignore the pulsing in my lower stomach. I told myself we would talk; I would tell him how I felt about him. Then, if things progressed, maybe we would find ourselves back in bed together. I was really, really hoping for that last part to come about.

  Then, the whole elevator thing, and what he said to me outside his hotel room. Yeah, talking could wait. My body needed this man like it needed its next hit of oxygen.

  When I walked into his room, I crossed over to the curtains and pushed them open, allowing a stream of sunlight to fill the area. It had been my first instinct. Ty had a habit of living in darkness; I was about to change that. At least, I hoped I was.

  The feel of the sun instantly hitting me helped to calm down my frantically beating heart. I wasn’t sure if I was nervous, excited, or scared to death that Ty only wanted sex.

  I turned and looked at the bed. It was clear only one side of the bed had been slept in, and the relief that flooded into my body was palpable. I was positive he noticed. When I lifted my gaze, I saw that he was watching my every move.

  Then he smiled, and I lost any sort of willpower I actually believed I still had.

  I wanted him more than anything. Yes, I’d told myself over and over on the way there that we would talk first. Before anything else. But those blue eyes looked at me almost in a pleading way. As if he needed to touch me to continue breathing. God, it felt amazing to have him look at me like that.

  The memories of our night together came back, the sweet way he’d made love to me. It was back in an instant. Then his dimple appeared, and he stood there, dressed like the cowboy he was, in the black cowboy hat that made his blue eyes stand out, almost as if they were stars in a black sky.

  I dropped my purse, causing him to drop my bag.

  “Ty.” The word barely above a whisper.

  Ty crossed the short distance between us, cupped my face in his hands, and looked deep into my eyes. “I fucking missed you, Kaylee.”

  Smiling, I rose onto my toes, willing him to kiss me again like he had in the elevator only minutes ago. It didn’t take him long to answer my silent plea. His mouth crashed to mine, just as needy and powerful as it was the very first time he’d kissed me. My hands went up to his hat, which I took off and tossed onto the bed.

  Ty reached behind him and yanked his shirt over his head, breaking our kiss only long enough to get it off and toss it to the floor. He then went to my shirt, peeling it off my body and letting his gaze linger on me.

  My body burned with desire. I had never wanted a man like I wanted Ty. Even after the night we’d spent together, I had stupidly thought it would be enough, but it was far from it. I craved him like a junkie craving their next fix. I couldn’t help but wonder if Ty had felt the same for me, and if that need had scared him.

  My hands went to his jeans, shaking as I fumbled with the button and zipper. Finally, Ty broke our kiss, stepped back, and started to take off the rest of his own clothes. I did the same, toeing off my sneakers and watching with hungry eyes as he took off his jeans, then his boxer briefs, gifting me with a vision of his cock.

  Moaning, I was hoping I didn’t have drool coming out of my mouth as I stared at it: hard, long, waiting to be inside me. “Good Lord, I forgot how big you are.”

  He smiled, taking over for me as he pulled my jeans down. He kissed along my hips, his finger barely sliding along the top of my white lace panties. I thanked God above I had made myself shower and shave last night.

  With his eyes lifted and looking at me, he pulled my panties down, then blew warm air on me, causing me to draw in a quick breath. My body trembled with anticipation. Ty glanced up at me, then smiled before
he gently pressed his face against me, inhaling a deep breath. An instant rush of desire pooled between my legs, and I instinctively put my hands in his hair.

  Then he stood, and disappointment hit me like a brick dropping on my stomach.

  Damn.

  Ty winked. “I’ll taste you, baby, don’t worry. Right now, I need to see all of you. Touch you. Feel myself inside you.” As he reached behind my back to unclasp my bra, he brought his mouth to my ear. “I don’t have any condoms, Kaylee.”

  That knowledge made me happier than it should have. For two reasons. One, that meant he hadn’t planned on hooking up with anyone. Two, I got to feel him bare inside me. Again.

  “I don’t care.”

  He drew back and looked me in the eyes. “The pill isn’t a hundred percent, you know, and Brock already bitched me out once.”

  “Pull out if you want . . . but I need to feel you, all of you.”

  He gently kissed me, and it felt like the floor beneath me was swaying. This wasn’t the kiss of a man who simply wanted a quick fuck.

  Ty reached down, picked me up, and carried me over to the bed. He laid me down gently, then crawled over me, kissing my neck, my breasts, and down my stomach to the inside of my thigh. I was panting like a damn dog in heat. Lifting my hips shamelessly, begging for his mouth to be down there.

  “You are so beautiful, Kaylee. So damn beautiful.”

  My eyes caught his while he settled between my legs. “I thought you wanted inside me,” I said with a smirk.

  “Change of plans.”

  Then he ran his tongue between my lips and flicked my clit, sending me nearly off the bed in the process. He grabbed my body and held me down while he licked and sucked until I was grabbing the pillow and crying out his name as my orgasm zipped through my body like a tornado.

  I was still trying to come down from the high when I felt him over me. His fingers intertwined with mine as he pushed them into the bed on either side of my head. Expertly, he guided himself to my entrance and slowly worked his way in. Both of us moaning with each delicious movement.

  “Ty,” I gasped, wrapping my legs around him, attempting to pull him inside me faster, deeper.

  He closed his eyes once he was fully seated, not moving as he lowered his forehead to mine. The weight of his body was a delicious punishment, and something I knew I was going to need for the rest of my life.

  “Look at me,” I said, causing him to adjust his body. Our eyes met. We were one, together in the most intimate way possible. Connected as lovers, but I knew in my heart of hearts it was so much more than that. “You were made for me.”

  He tried to shake his head, but I withdrew my hand from his and pressed my fingers to his lips.

  “Listen to me, Ty. I love you.”

  He closed his eyes, and I placed my hand on the side of his face.

  “Ty.”

  When he opened his eyes again, he whispered my name, and it sounded like a prayer carried on a breeze. “Kaylee.”

  “You are everything to me. Every single flaw, imperfection, struggle, demon, painful memory . . . they’re mine now also. The same goes for me. All of my doubts, struggles, fears—they’re yours. Together, we make a beautiful puzzle with all our crazy pieces.”

  He stared at me, his eyes holding so much fear. I wasn’t about to stop. He needed to hear this. He needed to know how I felt about him.

  “I don’t want the man you think I need. I want you, Ty Shaw. The only man I would lay my life down for. I’d go to the ends of the earth to show you how much I care for you. How much I love you. I want to be buried into the deepest, darkest part of your soul, and I want to bring you light. Heal your pain. Bring you the happiness you deserve and show you that you don’t have to change for me. I want you as you are. And I won’t change for you.”

  A tear slipped from his eye and slowly trailed down his cheek until it dripped onto my body.

  I was stunned for a moment. To see this strong man show such emotion was almost too much for me.

  “I’ve never felt this way with anyone else,” I said.

  He swallowed hard. “Not even—”

  “Only you,” I quickly confirmed.

  His mouth pressed to mine as he moved slowly in and out of me. I could feel the love from him pouring into my body. If he couldn’t say the words yet, it was okay, because I felt them with each movement. Each kiss he gave me. Each touch spoke a million words. I felt him getting bigger as his thrusts picked up speed. He was close, and God, so was I.

  “Ty, I’m going to come again,” I whispered, his mouth back on mine just as my orgasm was exploding and rushing through my body.

  Then I felt him, felt his entire body tremble as he pulled his mouth away and met my gaze. “Me too, baby.”

  I wrapped my arms around him but let my legs fall to the side so he could pull out.

  “It’s always been you. It will always be you, Kaylee.”

  Those words slammed so hard against my chest that I let out a sob as he pulled out and used his hand. He came on my stomach, and as much as I wanted him inside me, it was hot as hell watching him put his seed all over my body.

  When I glanced back up, his eyes were locked on me. I couldn’t read what it was I saw exactly in those baby blues, but it didn’t scare me. He had a different look in his eyes today. They told me everything I needed to know—and I knew in that moment I would fight for us, forever if I had to.

  Then the look disappeared, and he smiled. A sexy-as-hell smile. “You need a shower, princess.”

  “But I rather like your cum on me.”

  He looked down at it, then back to me. “That was pretty hot, but I feel like a damn dog who just marked his territory.”

  I laughed. “You don’t have to mark me. I’m all yours.”

  Ty’s smile faded slightly, and then he leaned down and kissed me. “I want to do this with you, Kaylee, but I need to be honest. I’m scared shitless. Ever since the accident, there’s a part of me that’s . . . lost.”

  “Then I’ll help you find your way.”

  “What if I take this job?”

  “Then I’ll be behind you a hundred percent. The nice thing about my job is I can travel and work from anywhere.”

  He smiled. “You’d do that?”

  I nodded. “Yes. If this is what you truly want to do, yes.”

  “And if I wanted to just be a rancher?”

  “Then I better start learning about the cattle business and birthing calves.”

  He laughed and slowly shook his head as his eyes searched my face. “I want to say the words . . . but . . .”

  “Don’t apologize for that. I want you to say them when you’re not even thinking about it. When they just simply come out because you mean it.”

  Ty stood, then reached down and picked up his T-shirt and gently wiped off my stomach. “I didn’t like pulling out of you when I came,” he said as he helped me off the bed.

  “Why not?”

  He looked unsure of something.

  “Do you want kids someday?” I asked, clearly taking him by surprise. He froze, so I went about what we were doing like it was no big deal. Making my way into the bathroom, I reached into the shower and turned it on. “It’s just a question, Ty. That’s all. I want kids. And little Ty Shaws would be sort of cool. Someday.”

  His throat bobbed as he swallowed and ran his hand through his hair. I took his hands in mine and walked us into the stand-up shower.

  “Breathe, Ty. I’m not asking you to impregnate me today, or even next year. It’s. Just. A. Question.”

  When we stepped under the hot water, I could see his body relax.

  “Yes, I want kids. With you.”

  My stomach fluttered, and I couldn’t help the smile that erupted on my face. He smiled in return, then kissed me, pushed me against the wall, and did what he’d said he was going to do. First make love, then fuck me. And fuck me he did. Thoroughly.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  TY


  Bright lights made me look away as I attempted to block them out. The smell of burning rubber assaulted my senses. The sounds of metal crashing made me bolt up, my breaths coming short as I gasped for air. Again.

  I instantly felt her touch, and my heart seemed to react. It slowed a bit, still pounding in my chest but not racing out of control. My lungs opened up, and air was able to get in. Her hands were on my chest, pushing me back down so that I lay on the bed. Then I felt her on top of me. She rubbed her warmth gently over me. It didn’t take long for my dick to respond. My heart pounded, but for a different reason now.

  “Shh, it’s okay,” she whispered, leaning down and kissing my chest.

  The words were on the tip of my tongue. I wanted to tell her I loved her so fucking bad, but I couldn’t. I had no idea why—or maybe I did, but I hadn’t worked it out in my own head yet.

  Kaylee reached between our bodies and guided herself over me, slowly sinking down until I was completely inside her.

  “Kaylee,” I said, my voice sounding like I hadn’t had water in days. It was hoarse and wobbled ever so slightly.

  “I’m right here, Ty.”

  She moved slowly at first, then dropped her head back as she sat up. When she moved faster, bounced harder, I reached up and felt her breasts. Every ounce of tension slipped away, and I allowed myself to get lost in her. It was the most euphoric feeling I’d ever experienced in my life. This woman had a way of making me feel safe. Needed. Loved. She was fucking amazing.

  “Yes. Oh, God, yes,” she cried out.

  I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was more than beautiful. She was stunning. She was naked. And she wanted me. All of me. I wanted to give her that, more than anything.

  But I needed to tell her the truth. She deserved to know about all the demons that lurked in my head.

  “Ty, I’m going to come. Yes. Oh, yes.”

  “That’s it, baby, come on my cock.”

  And that was all she needed. It hadn’t taken me long to figure out that Kaylee got even more turned on by a little bit of dirty talk, which I was more than happy to provide.