Finding Home (Breaking Free Series Book 1)

by Becca Taylor

  Rich speaks up, “I am thinking on the bass, make the hands actually wrap around your arm like they would while you are playing.”

  “Man, let’s get this done.”

  “You have a choice of how you want to break up your sessions. I didn’t book anyone else in case. It probably will take about three sittings, six to eight hours. You just give the word and we will stop for the night.”

  “Ok, then let’s get started.”

  He cleans and shaves my arm, chest and back to prepare for the transfer. After positioning the image to where he wants it, I check it out. “Perfect, man. I don’t know how you came up with this. But this is better than I imagined.”

  After this session, two more days in the chair, and many hours, my ink was finished. It was worth every minute of discomfort. The receptionist comes over to admire Rich’s masterpiece. “Can I take pictures for Rich’s book? I think it’s his best work to date.”

  For a minute, I actually consider asking her to join me for a quick beer, but the moment is gone when she walks from my front to my back looking over my body. Her perfume hits me hard, and it’s not the right scent. After all these fucking weeks, Kat is still on my mind. Instead I just wink, “Sure, sweetheart.” After she finishes, I get ready to leave. Rich applies ointment, covering the whole area in a cellophane wrap. He gives me an aftercare instruction sheet, fist bumping me. “Thanks man. Until next time.” Because I was positive there would be more ink to come. I make my way out the door to head home for the night.

  After a late dinner, I hit the sack. Like every morning, I wake early, only this morning my alarm didn’t wake me. It was the dream I had about a certain brunette with big brown eyes staring up at me. Deciding to skip my run this morning, I step into the shower to get ready for the day ahead. The dream I had was still vivid in my head. As I stand in the shower, all I can picture is Katerina kneeling in front of me licking her lips, kissing up and down my body. My dick is screaming for a release, I soap my body and start stroking. Closing my eyes, I picture Kat here, in the shower with me, sucking me off. Fuck. The thought of Kat on her knees in front of me has me pumping faster. With my thumb, I move the precum around my cock, wishing and imagining it was her tongue. Tightening my grip, with just a few more strokes I find the release I need. This girl needs to get out of my head. Annoyed at myself, I finish washing hastily. It’s been close to a month since I saw her, time to move on. I shake my head to remove all thoughts of a certain brunette.

  As I exit the shower, I check out my completed tattoo. I’ve been itching to get a better look at the completed piece. Stepping in front of the mirror, I admire Rich’s artwork. It is a sweet piece, and the detail is phenomenal. With the coloring and shading finished, the tattoo takes on another dimension. I get dressed ready for the new day, ready to move on.

  Katerina

  WORK HAS KEPT me very busy, trying to find my groove in my new position. The first week was used to reorganize everything to suit my needs. For the past two weeks, teaching classes took up most of my days. Today, I head to the office early, needing to finish all my updates on my students.

  While driving I see a sign for Butter My Bread. Lexi told me about this deli that opened close to my office. As soon as she went, she said I have to check it out, ASAP. “There are a bunch of hotties working there, all your type. Except the cook, he’s more my type.” Today, I may be able to squeeze it in for lunch.

  For the next six hours, I organize the heck out of my files. My files have sub-files, and everything is color coded to my liking. Just as I finish the last of my paperwork, Lorraine stops by my office. “You’ve been doing a great job. You already put in enough overtime this week. Go, enjoy the weekend.”

  “You don’t need to tell me twice. See you next week. Have a great weekend. Enjoy your party!” Lorraine’s daughter was turning four. She was having a big blow out. I can only imagine what that party would be like. Lorraine was the complete opposite of me. She exudes confidence, and her clothes add to it. The woman’s wardrobe is a dream. She must buy everything at the high priced boutiques on Fifth Ave.

  She laughs. “Yeah, right. I can’t wait till the after party with the parents.”

  I wave and head out wanting to check out this deli. Well, more like the guys. Since I’m also hungry, I’ll try the food too. First, I texted Aly to let her know I was heading out early, but stopping for lunch first. We were going to have a girly weekend together and hit the spa, so I could use my gift card. Next, I texted Lexi that I was going to check out her recommended deli. She responds back, You’re going to be so happy I found this place. Big surprise in store ;)

  I park my car out back. The lunch crowd must be finishing up because I walk in and the last of the customers are leaving. The shop is painted in yellow with an orange racing stipe from the back to the front. There are a few bistro tables inside for you to sit. The front counter has six bar stools lined up so you can sit and eat, or wait for your food.

  I hear male voices behind the counter laughing, and finally take in the men standing behind it. Lexi was right, these guys are gorgeous! I see four guys behind the counter all dressed in black baseball caps with the logo printed on it. Their t-shirts have the logo “Butter My Bread” on it. It’s the back that has me laughing. A picture of a man holding a giant sandwich is strategically placed. Below the picture it states simply, We cater to all your foot long needs. One of the drool worthy men asks, “What can I get for you, sweetheart?”

  Still chuckling from reading the shirt, I reply, “Well, which sandwich do you think would satisfy my needs?” I look up at the menu when yet another hottie comes out from the back carrying a box. I know instantly who it is. Caleb. Seeing him reminds me it has been a month since I last saw him. One long, sex free month.

  I make my way toward where he was standing with his head down. The other guys notice me walking with determination, but he still hasn’t looked beyond the box. His ball cap is low on his forehead. I climb up on the stool trying catch his attention. “I think you could cater to those needs, Caleb.” He finally looks up and sees me. He drops the box on the floor. And there are those fireworks again. No, not fireworks. Hot lava feels like it’s coursing through my veins.

  “Kat?” As our eyes lock, I can feel the sexual heat between us. I stand on the stool brining my knees to the top of the counter, as he walks closer. My God, what am I doing? This is not me. I can’t help myself though. This man brings out every sexual desire I have been missing in the past six years. We just stare at each other. My heart is racing. My breathing is coming in hard pants, and we haven’t even touched. I can’t take it, I grab the back of his neck, breathing in deep so I don’t forget his scent. It’s been too long since I had him.

  He just looks at me. Then I do what I’ve been dreaming of every night. I put my lips on his. HARD. So hard our teeth clash together. God, his lips are so full and soft. I missed them. I can’t stop myself. I suck his bottom lip in my mouth and moan. His tongue slides in my mouth rolling it with mine. Holy shit, don’t stop! Ever!

  Heat travels from my neck slowly down to my toes as he kisses me back. I faintly hear the other guy’s cat calls, but the noise is muffled by the boiling blood coursing throughout my body. Mind you, I am still on top of the counter giving everyone a view of my ass in the air. I’m in a skirt too. What are you doing, tramp? These words run through my head. Those thoughts end as Caleb climbs up over the counter pulling me with him, to the nearby stool. We are still kissing like teenagers in the local make-out spot. His hands start running up and down my thighs, almost massaging them. Why is every touch so good? The trails of heat he leaves behind make me wet between my thighs.

  I break the kiss for a second to moan his name, “Caleb?” I’m saying it more like a question because this feels like a dream, like a fantasy come true.

  He groans, “Yeah, baby it’s me.” He pulls me closer, grabbing under my ass and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist. His jean clad erection is pushing on that p
erfect spot. And it feels so fucking good. Everything about him feels so damn good.

  My conscience yells at me. You are in a freakin’ sandwich shop, what are you doing, slut? I yell at her to Shut Up because I just don’t care. I think the guys went to the kitchen or something. I’m not really sure. If they are still out front, we are giving them quite a show. Caleb pins me to the wall, his hands over my skirt squeezing my ass. My god, his hands. I moan my pleasure in his mouth because he hasn’t stopped kissing me.

  Just then the bell rings as the front door opens, bringing me back to reality. Oh my god, what did I do in a freakin’ deli? Caleb lowers my feet to the ground, kissing my lips one last time. He turns around and looks at the guy who walked in. “What’s up, Bentley?”

  His friend looks at us, smirks and says, “Just clockin’ in man, so I guess you can go, and finish what you seem to be starting.” He says pointing his finger between the two of us.

  Caleb replies, “Yep, pretty important things going on today.” He grabs my hand and pulls me to the door.

  Before we leave, I turn and say, “Thanks boys, you really do cater to everyone’s needs. Even if I didn’t get to eat.” We exit to the sound of their whistling and clapping.

  Caleb looks at me and glances around the lot. “Where you parked, baby?” God, the deep gravel of his voice hits me with another pool of desire. I point to my SUV, and he pulls me to it. He pins me to the side of my car, leaving me panting once again. “Keys?” I hand him the keys so he can open the door. He picks me up again, placing me on the passenger seat. His hand cups my pussy as he growls, biting his lower lip. I give him a soft kiss on the lip he was just biting, then turn forward so he can close the door. Caleb runs to the other side of the car jumping into the driver side. He starts the car and takes off.

  He looks at me with those lust filled eyes, runs his hand up and down my thigh, smiling at me. “It’s been a month and I didn’t think I’d see you again. We are going to a private house by the gulf, and I’m going to fuck the hell out of you.” Ok, gulf it is.

  We arrive at what looks like a secluded beach area in less than fifteen minute. Caleb gets out and opens the back of my SUV. I walk around to where he was standing and look at his body. He is a work of art, lean with muscles. I notice the tattoos that weren’t there before. He’s sex, chocolate, wine. Everything delicious rolled into one package. Putting my hand on his arm, I trace the outline of the new ink. I run my hand up his shoulder, over his neck to his hair, taking off his ball cap, tossing it in the back of my car. I want to run my hands through his hair because, God, I missed the feel of it in my hands. I stand in front of him, looking in his darkened green eyes and run my other hand up his chest and into his hair. I pull, gently massaging his scalp, his head falls back as I kiss his neck and he growls. It’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.

  Caleb picks his head back up to devour my mouth. The next thing I know, he picks me up, placing me on the edge of the trunk. “Lay back, baby. I didn’t get to have lunch and it’s been too long since I’ve tasted you.” The man’s dirty talk shocks me, but at the same time turns me on like I’ve never been turned on before. I lean back on my elbows. He runs his hands up my thighs, pushing my skirt above my waist. He hooks his hands under my knees tossing them over his shoulders.

  Our eyes lock and he gives me his panty dropping grin before lowering his head to my burning sex. Then I hear the tearing noise. Caleb just ripped my panties in half! No one has ever done that. Suddenly, I feel his scorching tongue on my equally hot pussy. He pushes his tongue between my lips and does one swipe up and down. Holy Ecstasy. I’m not really sure if I said that in my head or out loud.

  Then that same tongue licks my clit, circling it deliciously slow. God, what he makes my body feel. Amazing. He sucks my clit between his lips, building me up before he slips one, then two fingers in me. He does the same thing over and over, his fingers move in and out and curling till they hit that spot. That sensation begins building, like the spin cycle on a washing machine. “Caleb, don’t stop.” His groan causes me to explode with the best orgasm of my life. Even better than our first night together.

  My breathing is coming at a rapid pace. I look up as he takes off his shirt. I stare at his tattoos. They are beautiful. The sleeve runs up his arm covering his muscled pecs. I trace my hand up it. He smiles as he pushes me further back in the trunk. I unzip my skirt, lowering it down my legs, tossing in it in the back by his hat. He removes his pants and boxers at the same time, throwing them by the rest of our discarded clothing, and positions himself between my legs. “You are so beautiful, Kat.” He licks his lips and fingers, moaning his pleasure. “You taste mighty fine too.” I sit up and kiss him again because it’s just hot watching him do that. He grabs my shirt lifting it over my head in one swoop. Reaching behind me, he unsnaps and removes my bra. “Fucking gorgeous.”

  Lips begin kissing my neck, and I tilt my head to give him better access. He whispers in my ear, “That was just a warm up for what’s to come.” He kisses down my neck to my shoulder, his hand cupped under my breasts, making his way to each nipple. “You’re fucking perfect.” Then he sucks my nipple in his mouth, teasing them with his tongue and teeth. He repeats this on the other side, beginning to blow cool air on both nipples. The sensation is indescribable. He pushes my legs apart, grabbing his rock hard cock. Stroking up and down, running his thumb over the head. As I watch him, my clit throbs and pulses from wanting him.

  “You are seriously hot.” I sound like a high school girl about to give it up for the first time. He pulls a condom, rips it open with his teeth, placing it on his hard cock.

  “You like that, baby? I got a lot more to do. Bend your knees. I can’t wait to get inside that tight pussy and take it for a ride.” I do what he says, drawing my legs up. As he looks between my legs, rubs his dick up and down my clit before slowly entering me. Watching the whole time as he enters me. “My god, baby, I missed this tight pussy. It feels like paradise. I love watching as your body takes my cock in.” Giving one hard thrust, he slides all the way in. He pulls up my legs, resting them over each of his thighs, suspending my ass in the air. He thrusts forward, going deeper than I have ever felt.

  “Yes, Caleb that feels amazing.” I want to scream, but it comes out a soft moan. Rocking back and forth, he rolls his hips as he fills me. He tilts my legs up more, moving faster, hitting that magic spot each time. I roll my hips to match his thrusts.

  “Shit, baby you are so wet. So goddamn tight. It feels so good, your pussy fits like a glove around my cock.” No one has ever talked dirty to me like this and I love it. I start to feel the heat building again. I know I can’t hold out much longer. Caleb moans as my body tightens around him. “Are you ready to come, baby? Grip me tight. I want to feel you milk me dry. Now, Kat!” With his command, I explode, never wanting this feeling to end. Caleb thrusts three more times, screaming my name as he finds his own release. My own orgasm continues, pulsing around his throbbing erection.

  We slowly start to come down from the physical exertion. He rolls over next to me, panting, pulling me close to his side. “Shit, woman. Where did you come from? I definitely worked up an appetite, for food. After I catch my breath, you want to go get that sandwich? I think the boys might want to meet you.” Caleb says with a laugh.

  I push him on the chest playfully. “I’m starved. And yes, I’d love to meet the boys. Maybe this time they can see my face, and not just my ass. Let’s go.”

  Before we get in the car and drive off, he hands me his phone. “Before we go, I need you to do something with this.”

  “What do you want me to do with your phone, Caleb?”

  He winks, “Put your number in it. Then make sure you add me to your phone. Feel free to text me a picture of yourself, preferably a hot picture.” He kisses my lips again before starting my car. As I add my number, I notice the lack of female names in his contacts. He had to know I’d look. I think he did know, because he asks me, “Find anything intere
sting in there?”

  I just smile, with a simple reply. “Nope.” Before I hand him back his phone, I pull mine out. I add him to mine, then scroll for a picture. After the night at Elements, Jade sent me some pictures she took. She was our picture girl, always saying she relies on photographs and not her memory. One of the pictures she sent me is of Caleb and me dancing. I send that one to him.

  Caleb

  I DRIVE US BACK to Butter My Bread. As I drive, I entwine our fingers and kiss Kat’s knuckles. “The boys will be happy to finally meet you.”

  “Oh yeah, why’s that?” Kat asks

  “They’ve been asking if I found the quote, ‘fine piece of ass from the club’ for the past month.” Once we arrive back at the deli, I help Kat out of the car. “You ready for this?”

  “Yes, don’t worry about me. This piece of ass can handle herself just fine.”

  Opening the door, I let Kat walk in first. We are greeted with a loud round of applause. Kat walks in with her head held high. Then she shocks the hell out of me when she high fives all my boys who are now standing in front of the counter. Bentley being Bentley grips around her waist picks her up off the floor, giving her a big hug.

  “Hands off, mofo.” Gripping Kat’s hips, I pull her to me. I place my hands, possessively, around her shoulders. She tucks her head under my chin, gripping my forearms. “Boys, this is Katerina. Katerina, these are my boys. Josh, Hunter, and that asshole is Bentley.”

  She laughs, “Glad to meet you all.”

  “Now get back to work and make us some food. I’m off duty.” With a sweep of my hand, I wave them away. Walking over to the cooler, I grab a few drinks then lead Kat to the corner table.