by Susan Firtik
Since the practice was closing and transferring patients to other vets, or simply moving their other files to the mansion office, the appointments had dwindled. Keaton ran out, yelled toward his receptionist, “Early lunch." And he was out of sight before she could even reply.
"Lina, please, baby...I’m coming! Hold on! Hold on!”
He kept repeating, "Hold on!" as he flattened out to the right to take a turn on his Harley. He knew he should slow down, but the feelings—her feelings—were so strong. Why? He knew the answer but he didn’t want to answer his own query. He also knew why he felt her emotions so strongly. She really was his mate. Damn! Upset at the timing, but grinning at the thought of kissing his sweet Lina, Keaton screeched around the last turn before the dirt and gravel road to the mansion. He’d traveled the 28 miles in less than ten minutes! Gotta love Harleys!
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Jason streaked to the back garden sensing the magic, but unable to identify its source or intention, only to find Lina face down, unmoving, on the ground. He immediately knelt down to check for injuries, calling her name softly so as not to startle her.
"Lina? Boss lady?"
She moaned and tried to roll over and sit up. Her head was splitting, she was dizzy but as she sat up and relaxed into Jason’s arms, she felt a bit more coherent.
"Are you hurt?”
"No. At least I don’t think so. And I am really glad to see you. I’m actually feeling much better now. Thanks."
Then he noticed his surroundings and saw the dogs hovering just outside the fence. He stared into the eyes of the unofficial leader of the pack and managed an understanding of sorts. He was no threat to her so the dogs backed away into the surrounding weeds, back into the woods. He was still touching her in a way she found to be soothing.
"What happened?” Jason asked her when he was satisfied as to her physical well-being.
"Would you believe I just ran off a drunken Pete Warren?"
"With you, boss lady, I would just about believe anything.”
He was smiling to soften the blow. He and a few others had at one time or another mentioned she was a hard taskmaster. In truth, she worked herself harder than she ever asked of them. That, and just being a pretty woman, made her a great boss to work for. Before she could fully stand, Keaton roared straight through the garden fence, stopping only a few feet from Lina and Jason. He was off the bike and lifting her into his arms in a flash.
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She’d never seen anyone move so fast and yet gracefully.
"Slow down, Mr. Wolfe, you’re making me dizzy again."
"You’ll have to start calling me Keaton, or I’ll be looking over my shoulder for my dad.”
"Okay, Keaton. You can put me down now."
"Not until you’re safely in the house, and we’ve checked for injuries.”
He wasn’t watching where he walked, as if he knew the area intimately. Speaking of intimate, that’s the feeling Lina had in his arms. As if he was alone with her, seducing her. He didn’t take his eyes off her face and she felt herself blushing.
"I’m fine, Keaton, really. Ask Jason. Please let me go."
"Never.” he whispered in a voice so low she was sure she misunderstood.
"K! Stop by and see me before you leave?" Jason asked as he walked back to the work site. Keaton gave him a nod as he gently put Lina on her feet once they were inside the torn apart kitchen.
Instead of turning her loose, he stroked her arms, shoulders, up her neck, and through her hair. He felt the lump starting to rise on the back of her head. She closed her eyes and moaned at the gentle touch of his big warm hands. She felt safe and shielded as a fire built inside her. When she opened her eyes, he had stopped touching her but still held her head, fingers threaded through her hair. The look he was giving her was intense, frightening, and hungry.
"I like the way you moan when I touch you, Angel. Feeds my ego like you wouldn’t believe. I want to hear you moan close in my ear as I touch you the way I really want, with my hands touching your soft skin, weighing the feel of each of your breasts. My fingers making those pretty, pink nipples harden into diamond points, just begging for my mouth. I want to feel your hot sex tightening over my fingers while I explore and tease you. Then when I find your special place, and I will, you’ll come apart...just for me. "
Her sharp intake caused her chest to heave against him. Accident? She couldn’t be sure, but it felt so good to feel herself rub against him. The throbbing she felt in her core was a sure sign she would do it again, given the chance. His crude yet sexy words were like hot lava, slowly dripping over her whole body. Igniting a flame inside her, feeling it move from her stomach to between her legs.
"I don’t know. What? I mean why? I’m not...and you are so...and I shouldn’t...when...I... This is just...so... Why me?”
She whispered and she couldn’t move her eyes away from his as he lowered his head and his lips touched hers just once, in the barest of kisses.
"Lord woman! Have you looked in a mirror lately? Besides being a knockout, you just walk, talk, and breathe sexy. That's why. So I know why, but I need to know when, Lina. You have me in knots. I can't think of anything but my need. The need I feel when I see you or hear your sultry voice. I need to hold you, protect you, tease you, lick you, kiss you and have you wrap your legs around me, for hours and hours."
She was hypnotized. Had to be, because all she could do was nod and stretch up to touch her lips to his again. Hell-to-the-yeah! He picked her up and headed to the front stairs and half way up to her room as she almost panicked, until he nuzzled her neck and whispered into her ear.
"I want to take your clothes off slowly, while I learn every inch of your soft skin starting with your thighs. Then I'll move up and lick all the sweet cream I can smell it on you right now. Your scent is overpowering my good sense, but it’s promising heaven, Angel. Will you take me to your bed? Let me love you?"
Okay, who could resist that? Not Lina. Not from Keaton. He seemed to be honest about how he felt, and he was acting as if he felt desperate for her. She breathed out the air she’d been holding and started kissing and licking his neck, sucking his earlobe and kissing her way down his chin to his mouth. Nibbling, tasting, and loving the smell of him, the pine-woodsy-grassy cologne that was his alone.
"Keep that up, kitten, and we won’t make it to your room.”
He took her mouth in a kiss that left her weak. How could he do that to her with just a kiss? It was a good thing he was carrying her because she couldn’t stand. She’d been kissed before but she actually went weak when Keaton touched her with his soft lips, kissing her so softly and that tongue! Oh my god! He nearly had her fainting she was so weak with lust. He licked her lips over and over, kissed her chin, and up to her ear where he whispered, “I need you so badly.” He licked around the outside of her ear and his hot breath on her wet ear made her shiver with longing. “You are the only one who can save me, Angel.”
She was being carried up to her room by this giant of a man. He was so handsome, strong, protective, and his kisses could melt an iceberg. She was not accustomed to these feelings or this much attention. Ever.
It was overwhelming, but she fought the lightheaded feeling. She didn’t want to faint and miss a thing. This was like a fantasy island vacation and her muscled, surfer dude, one-night stand was taking her away. Her romance books were so right! These things do happen!
He kicked her door open with one foot, walked inside and kicked it shut. Standing her on her own, he drew her against him and kissed her. No, he was feasting on her. She’d never been this aroused and had never, ever done what she was contemplating. This was so unlike her and she was so happy! He was so hot. Just looking at him made her weak, wet, and wanting. She was going to have sex with a man who was basically a stranger, and she was really looking forward to it. Finally. Maybe she should say something about protection or that she’s a virgin...but that might ruin the mood.
He stilled and she cursed herself
as she realized she’d said that last bit out loud. Damn! His eyes bored into her as he held her against his hard body.
"You don’t have to worry about protection now lil' one. We'll wait and do this right. We won't be having a quickie or a nooner after you’ve been attacked by some stupid drunk. I’m ashamed of myself and feel damn selfish thinking about how I’ve acted, but you affect me that way. So hot and primal...I can't stay away from you."
He was shaking from the effort of controlling his inner beast. "I have to touch you. It’s like an addiction. I just need to see you and I know I'm okay. I hear your voice and I feel comforted. But I cannot use you that way to satisfy my needs. I have to wait until you are clear headed and you want what I want with you. This isn’t about me, it’s about us. Your adrenaline is way up from having to handle that drunken idiot alone. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here to help you. You probably aren’t thinking straight right now, and I won’t take advantage of that, not right now, Angel. I will have you but only when you are ready for me. It will be for hours, baby. I want to make you feel more than you thought possible. Results guaranteed. Deal?" He held her tightly and grinned into her upturned face.
She just stared at him. Damn, damn, damn! She’d blown it. She gulped and nodded, spellbound by his green eyes. She felt stupid, embarrassed and totally unable to speak. Yeah, so she was a virgin. That had to change someday, right? Oh God, she wanted it to be now and with Keaton, but he was loosening his hold on her. She could still feel his hard erection pushing against her. Pushing in a rhythm that held promise of much more to come. Damn!
"I’m sorry. I just thought...ya know...that guys were okay with that, but you’re right. God, why did I even think you would? Please, I feel bad enough about this. Guess I know how you feel about it now too, don’t I? You wanted someone with some experience, not someone you’d have to instruct the whole way. I get it. No problem. You don’t have to pretend anymore. Please, just go.”
She was blushing and she was sure it was nose to toes. How much more mortified could she be? Didn’t all guys want to be the first one? Or was she just being naive. She didn’t know. Wouldn’t be the first time she was just too unsophisticated for most men. One boyfriend had hit her when he'd learned she was a virgin. Said she was useless to him. She never learned. Her eyes were wet with unshed tears.
"Oh baby, don’t even go there! I want you so bad I can’t walk right now. I can’t think straight when I’m near you and if I kiss you again, it won’t stop at that. You're so damn hot! Especially when you don’t think you're sure of what you’re doing. It drives me out of my mind. You are a natural when it comes to showing how you feel about people and from what I’ve felt with you so far...I feel very cared about." She gave him a watery smile. He took a deep breath and continued. "And, although the thought of sliding into you all hot and wet..." He hesitated, swallowing to get his dry throat working to get the words he felt formed into words. "...is truly very tempting, I won’t take you like some horny animal. You deserve some romance, and I want to be the only man who gives it to you. Maybe after a nice dinner, then maybe we’ll take a swim in the pond? Drying each other after our swim or just staying in the water, together in every way. Then I will tell you how much you please me. How much I love the way your eyes sparkle, and when you smile at me, how I melt and become your eager servant." He kissed her deeply, then barely kissed the tip of her nose.
"I’ll kiss my way up your legs. I’ll slowly take the time to make you fly off the ground, screaming my name. That's the way I’d want to have you, your first time, the way I want you to have me. Isn’t that what you’d rather have?”
She just stared at him, her mouth slightly open, breathing heavy. Oh yeah... that’s what she wanted, but she wanted it now, not later! Slowly, shaking her head, she held onto his hand harder.
"I don’t know if I want to wait, Keaton. I’m being totally honest here. I’ve never felt this...whatever you’re doing to me...and I know there’s more and I want it. Who are you? How can you get under my skin like you do? You may be right. But, you could be wrong and taking me to bed right now is so tempting...I feel hot and...and I feel...desperate, weak and warm all over. What are you doing to me?"
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She was almost whispering her honest, heart-felt words and she was nibbling his neck again rubbing her pelvis against his throbbing erection. He wasn't winning this battle and wasn’t sure he wanted to. When she said she felt "hot" he almost came in his pants. She was so hot! He had no control around her. This is what he wanted and she said she was ready. He was going to mark her as his. Now!
"Damn, Lina, what you do to me should be illegal. I’m so hard right now, I'm afraid I’ll explode like a teenager on his first date, before I can give you what you should have. What I want to give you...oh shit...yeah baby, more...do that... Oh shit.”
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He hissed as she ran her hand down his chest and past his abs, until she slid just her fingers under his waistband. She didn’t know what she was doing, she was running on instinct. Apparently, very good instincts, and continued to tease him anyway she could think of. She wanted this. She wanted him. And now was when. She wanted all of it. All of him.
"Show me Keaton. Tell me what you want. I could please you. I really want to try. I haven’t ever felt these...feelings. I feel tingly and edgy and I’m having trouble breathing. I want you to touch me and put out this flame you’ve lit inside me. Make me yours. Please? Now?"
She was lifted off her feet as he kissed her so hard she felt her lips swelling and she loved it! His tongue was dueling with hers as he slowly backed her to the bed. She felt the mattress behind her and sat down. He almost tore his t-shirt as he pulled it over his head. His belt buckle was eye level so she leaned in. she kissed his rock hard abs, using one hand to unzip him and the other to cup his very fine, hard ass. He was moaning and growling, and it was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard. She felt a gush of warm fluid between her legs. Her pussy was throbbing after his hot, melting kiss and the sweet, erotic words he’d spoken. How could this man make her feel like this? Like a hormonal teenager in the back seat of a '57 Chevy.
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He could smell her arousal and he growled. He had to hold the beast back. She was so sweet and yes, innocent. Christ! A virgin? How could he be her first? She was beautiful and smart and funny and she hadn’t had another man? Were they blind?
She was unzipping him, kissing his stomach, sticking her tongue into his bellybutton. She was going to kill him, but he welcomed this kind of death. He reached down between their bodies smoothing his hand across her knee, up her thigh, slowly, very slowly.
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She was going to blow! He was moving too slow and she wanted to tear his clothes off. She was wriggling, trying to get closer to him and get her shirt off.
"Easy, Angel, let me undress you. I want to take this slowly and make it just as good for you. It’ll be like unwrapping my own special gift.”
"I feel like I’m going to explode, Keaton! I need you to touch me and make me feel like I could be wanted. Touch me like I might be beautiful, loved, and maybe sexy."
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Her voice became almost inaudible. He stilled and pulled back to stare into those beautiful green eyes of hers. Her lips were swollen from his kisses and shiny from her having just licked them. He felt the beast rising. He held the image of those lips around his cock while he fucked her mouth. He groaned over the picture in his mind that wouldn’t fade, him hovering over her showing her all the other ways to make love. He especially wanted to show her how taking her slow and easy before he took her his way, hard and deep, with his Angel on her knees. Another groan escaped...she was doing nothing and she was suddenly everything to him. Just thinking of how he would make love to her had another groan escaping.
"Who lied to you and said you weren’t beautiful? Sexy? Hell yes! You are! Damn it! I’d like to strangle the idiot who hurt you and your idea of yourself! Baby, you are luscious, you have curves in al
l the right places, and your ass is...oh God! I love your ass! Your eyes show all your emotions. They pull me into you. Believe me when I see your lips, I want a taste—for maybe an hour or two. The shape of your face is angelic, you move with a hidden grace,” he smiled, “only interrupted when you’re being clumsy.”
She grimaced.
"But I love all those things about you. You’re perfect for me, my perfect match, and more woman than I’ll ever need. But exactly the woman I want."
This he proved by pulling her to him and placing both his hands on her backside. He moved her in a circular motion over his hard cock, still locked in his jeans. She was melting into him. Good thing he had a firm hold on her. He just smiled that male smile.
"I need to touch you and have you touch me, lil one...I need all of you." He took one of her hands and placed it between them. She sighed and began to stroke him.
"Oh honey...yessss! That feels good! Take me out...touch me, Angel...oh damn, yeah baby, that’s it.”
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She fondled his cock with a tender touch. She was afraid she wouldn’t do this right. She wanted him to feel how he made her feel. She wanted him to have the pleasure he was giving to her.
"What do I do? Should I move my hand or do something else? Can you come with just my hand rubbing you?"
He growled, his rigid penis jerked in her hand. She was so damn sexy while not even being aware of it. Her innocence was sexy. Oh lord...he was in deep trouble. She thought she’d done something wrong when he growled, so she released him and backed away.
"Damn baby, you have magic hands! That was fucking hot! Don’t stop...yeah...oh God...touch me any way you want to...” He was gasping for air. “It all feels good, you feel good... Aaahhhh, damn! Yeah... Angel...that’s...it...”
She began stroking him like she might pet a cat, but soon she held his very large cock in both hands and began massaging the drop of pre-cum around the sensitive crown. It just felt like the natural thing to do and Lina had seen something like this in a film once. She’d seen that men liked women to suck their cocks, she just didn’t know if she would do it right.