Chapter Fifteen
“I know what you’re trying to do, Roman,” she said with a calm that proved she had no idea what I was trying to do.
I smiled. “What would that be?”
“You’re trying to intimidate me into marrying you, and it won’t work.”
I sat on the edge of the bed and removed my boots. “That’s not what I’m trying to do.”
“You plan on treating me like a whore? Just like your father would?”
She was baiting me, but it wasn’t going to work.
I shook my head. “As far as I’m concerned, what I said is true. Whether we stand in front of a priest and say the words is completely irrelevant. I’ve never been welcome in a church, so why should I care if a priest is involved? You are my wife. I’m tired of playing this game with you.” I stood and stalked toward her slowly. “I’m tired of begging you.”
Excerpt from Roman Draksel’s blog
As soon as Aiden and Tempest left the room, Justin leaned against the counter and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Are you done yelling at me?”
Caitlin snorted. “Not by a long shot. Do you have any idea how long it’s been since I’ve had sex with a partner? I have to buy AA batteries in bulk.” She paused and took a deep breath as she tried to regain her cool exterior. “Now, I find out you’re the cause of my long celibacy. I like sex. No, I love sex. I refuse to go without it until you get tired of stalking me.” Her hands were on her hips, and she wanted to smack him for looking so calm.
Justin smiled—a smile that made Caitlin to take a step back as unease crept up her spine.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked nervously.
“Like what?” he asked as he pushed away from the counter and sauntered toward her.
“Stop following me,” she told him, continuing to back away.
“I really wanted to wait until you were older,” he mused. She wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or himself. Either way, her fight quickly changed to flight. Justin had never looked at her with that much heat in his gaze. It was definitely time to put more distance between them.
“I should go,” she insisted just before turning to make a break for the door. Even though she felt like a coward for running, it was the smartest move.
Justin was faster, and he caught her from behind, pulling her up against his chest. His arms wrapped around her waist. “Too late, Caitlin,” he murmured against the side of her neck.
Caitlin allowed herself to lean back into his hard body. It had been a long time since she’d been this close to a man, and he felt good. She inhaled deeply and shuddered. Damn the man smelled really nice. His erection pressed against her backside. “I don’t even like you,” she insisted on a moan.
He gave a husky laugh. “I think you like me more than you want to admit.” His hand moved up to cup her breast.
“I need to go,” she argued, but her words lacked conviction, and she hadn’t made any move to pull away from him.
“What you need is for me to take you upstairs, strip off all those clothes, and kiss every inch of your body,” he whispered against her left ear. “You need me deep inside you. You said it yourself, it’s been too long, and it’s not fair for me to force celibacy on you.” His hand was massaging her breast as he spoke.
Caitlin moaned again. She felt the dull ache between her legs and squeezed her legs together in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure. She fought to remember why she should leave. There was some reason she had to resist him, but her arousal was clouding her judgment.
“Why fight it?” he asked as his lips brushed against her neck. “We’re going to be so good together. You want this as much as I do. Just give in and let me make it all better.”
She suddenly remembered he was a prick, which was why she needed to resist him. Caitlin stomped on his foot and elbowed him in the belly. When Justin released her, she spun around to take another swing at him.
Justin ducked her punch and in one smooth move, lifted her over his shoulder. “I think I would have been disappointed if you’d simply agreed.”
Caitlin bit his back and he smacked her backside. “I’m going to kick your ass when you put me down, you prick!” she yelled.
“I know you will,” he crooned. “I can’t resist you when you’re in a snit.”
She bit him again and this time he smacked her backside even harder. “Ouch!” she shrieked.
“If you bite me again, I will paddle your sweet little ass,” he warned as he gave her a lighter warning tap.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she gritted out.
He laughed and massaged her backside. “I’m actually hoping you bite me so I’ll have an excuse to do it.”
Caitlin gasped. She couldn’t think of anything to say. She was angry and, if she was honest with herself, more than a little turned on by his threat. This was proof it had been far too long since she’d had sex with a partner.
Justin practically jogged up the stairs and into his room. He kicked the door shut and set her on her feet. Her face was flushed and her fists were clenched tightly at her sides “Christ, Caitlin,” he murmured. “You make me feel young. I’ve been going through the motions of life for more than a century. With you, I feel alive.”
She snorted. “Spare me the bullshit about how special I am. I know how this works.”
He walked over to lock the door and leaned against it with his arms crossed in front of his chest. “Do you now? Please, enlighten me.”
“You want me for the same reason Nathaniel wanted Hannah. I’m the first woman you met who can give you a baby.” She leveled him with her most disdainful stare. “I’m nothing more than a glorified brood mare.”
Caitlin’s friend Hannah hadn’t known what Nathaniel was. None of them had until after he’d gotten her pregnant to trap her. Caitlin still got angry when she thought about it. That was when she’d learned what Justin was. It was also when she’d learned what his intentions were with her. There was nothing like hearing a man only wants you because you can give him children.
“Actually, you’re the third woman I’ve met who could give me a baby,” he admitted much to her surprise. “If you count Hannah, you’re the fourth, but I met her after you.”
“What happened to the others? Did someone else get to them first?” The jealousy she heard in her own voice annoyed her.
“Well, damn,” he muttered before walking farther into the room. “That was a real mood killer.” He looked down at his feet and let out a frustrated sigh before looking her in the eyes. “I like being alone. Up to this point, the only thing a mate could have given me was sex. I’m not lonely, and I have no strong desire to procreate. I chose to remain unattached.”
“Then what changed?” she asked, still skeptical.
He shrugged. “When I met you, I wanted you. You’re not one of those needy women who can’t survive on her own. You’re also going to be a doctor. I could picture you as my partner in life.”
Her fists unclenched, and her anger faded. That wasn’t what she’d expected to hear from him. She hated to admit it, but she might have misjudged him some.
“Don’t look at me like that,” he told her. “I love the fire in your eyes. Do I need to remind you I took you up to my room against your will to have my way with you?”
She laughed at him. “You’re a prick and a moron. I have pepper spray in the pocket of my jeans and a stun gun in my purse. I also could have dropped down a few inches and elbowed you in the junk instead of your belly.”
He reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair to draw her toward him. “Why did you let me take you up to my room? Do you intend to let me have my way with you? Are you going to let me strip those jeans off your body and slide into you?”
“I don’t know, Justin,” she replied, even as her body screamed, Yes! “I don’t want you to get the wrong idea about what I’m agreeing to.”
Justin could tell talking was losing her, so he continued to wrap her hair around his hand a
s he leaned in closer to her mouth. When she tried to take a step back, his hand in her hair trapped her in place. When she opened her mouth to protest, he kissed her. His mouth took full possession of hers. He didn’t want her to misunderstand his intentions. It had been a mistake to wait this long, and he planned to remedy his mistake.
He started to walk backwards, and she followed. When they reached the edge of the bed, he placed his free hand on her lower back and pulled her down on top of him, never breaking the kiss. She adjusted herself so she was straddling his hips.
Justin released her hair and pulled his mouth away from hers. His hips moved upward to press against her, and he groaned. He rolled so she was under him. “What kind of birth control are you using?”
She blinked and looked momentarily dazed as her mind processed his question. “The pill.”
“How good are you at taking it?” he asked.
She wiggled against him. “I don’t forget very often.”
“When did you forget last?” he asked.
“I forgot two days this week,” she admitted.
Justin cursed under his breath.
“Are you going to stop?” Caitlin asked in surprise.
“Just a little change of plans,” he assured her. He reached down and unfastened her jeans before sliding them off her. He sucked in a sharp breath at the sight of her lacy red thong. “Take your shirt off,” he ordered in a raspy voice.
Much to his surprise, Caitlin obeyed him. “Should I take the rest off?” she asked with a seductive smile.
He shook his head. “Leave them on.” He knelt between her legs and drank in the sight of her in the red lace thong and matching bra. Caitlin didn’t have large breasts and some women would have worn one of those push up bras to make them look bigger. Caitlin was comfortable with her body. All that covered her breasts was a thin scrap of lace, and it did nothing to hide her erect nipples. Her body was lean and well-muscled. She ran five miles a day and took weight training classes at the college. More than one time he’d watched her workout like the stalker she accused him of being.
Caitlin watched Justin as he stared at her. She knew he found her attractive. She’d caught him looking at her many times since they’d first met. This time was different. His gaze held such raw desire, her panties were getting even wetter. This was a bad idea, but she couldn’t make herself stop him. Her body wanted nothing more than his touch. Later, she’d convince herself it was just the forced celibacy making her want him this much. For now, she didn’t need to understand it. She simply wanted to enjoy him.
Justin leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth through the lace of her bra. The sensation was strange. The wet lace was rough against her nipple. She moaned and arched her back. Justin’s fingers slipped around the material of her panties and slid inside her briefly before moving up to stroke her clit.
“God, you are so wet,” he groaned. “You’re going to kill me, Caitlin.”
Her hips moved against his hand, and she whimpered when he removed his fingers.
“Be patient,” he crooned as he slid down her body and ran his tongue over her lacey thong. Drawing her clit into his mouth, he sucked hard. His tongue tormented her through her panties for what seemed like forever.
Finally, he pulled her panties off and slipped two fingers in her as his tongue continued to work its magic between her legs. She was close, her body was tightening, preparing to climax when he bit her. Not hard, just enough to sting a little and move her away from the brink of orgasm.
“Ouch!” she shrieked, more from surprise than pain. “Why did you do that?”
“I want this to last longer,” he murmured before his tongue began moving against her again. This time it took longer to get to the edge.
“Please,” she begged, knowing she couldn’t take it if he stopped again.
He pulled back once more and blew on her heated flesh. His fingers stilled, making her whimper in frustration. She couldn’t recall ever being this turned on.
“Why are you torturing me?” she groaned.
His mouth formed a sexy grin. “I want you to remember how good this is. I want you to come so hard, you nearly black out. When you think about sex, I want you to think about me and only me. When you touch yourself, I want you to fantasize about me touching you.”
Caitlin moaned.
He moved his fingers in her body as his tongue swirled around her clit faster until spasms tore through her body with enough force that her hips bucked off the bed. Justin’s fingers remained inside her until the spasms stopped. He moved up her body and kissed her, pushing his tongue past her lips so she could taste herself on him. His hips moved against her, and he groaned into her mouth.
Caitlin reached down to his belt buckle, but Justin caught her hand.
“Not today,” he told her in a ragged voice.
“Why not today?” She looked confused.
“I’m not willing to risk getting you pregnant until you finish your residency,” he explained.
His erection was pressed against her, twitching in his pants. “I don’t get you.”
“I’m an idiot,” he panted out. “It took me more than three years to get you into my bed, and I’m going to have to take a cold shower now. I already know you aren’t going to fall into my bed again.”
Caitlin pushed his shoulder until he rolled onto his back. “Perhaps, I can help you with your problem.”
Justin looked thoroughly intrigued. He watched her as she undid his belt buckle and then his jeans. He lifted his hips slightly so she could remove his jeans and boxers.
“That’s an impressive piece of equipment,” she told him as she stared at his erection.
Justin laughed. “You do have a way with words. Have you ever considered writing poetry or greeting cards?”
His laughter died when she took him into her mouth. Caitlin loved the salty taste of him. She’d been tempted to leave him all hot and bothered, but he would have rubbed it in later. There was also a part of her that wanted to shatter his control and make him as crazy as he had made her.
Her tongue swirled around the tip of his cock as his hands tangled in her hair to guide her mouth against him. She looked up at his face to find him watching her. His mouth was open slightly and his eyes were practically glazed over with lust. When she relaxed the muscles in her throat and took him all the way in, his head dropped back onto the pillow, and he groaned loudly.
“Damn Caitlin!” he rasped out. “It’s been a very long time. If you don’t want me to finish in your mouth, I suggest you move away quickly.”
Caitlin hummed with him still in her mouth. She took the base in her hand and swirled her tongue around the tip as she pumped his rigid shaft.
Justin shouted her name as he climaxed.
Caitlin drank him in, reveling in her own power.
Justin pulled her into his arms when she released his cock. “Am I going to have to fight you next time?”
Caitlin snorted. “What makes you think there’ll be a next time?”
That made him laugh. “That’s okay. I really enjoyed the fighting. I’d better buy some condoms—a lot of condoms. I can already tell you’ll be insatiable.”
“Jackass,” Caitlin muttered as she dozed off.
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