by Jessie Cooke
Zack pulled back long enough for them to both take a breath, but as soon as he had oxygen in his lungs he went back in for another kiss, running his tongue in and out of her mouth while he rocked his body against hers in a smooth, seductive rhythm. Nicole couldn’t ever remember being so aroused, and she could feel her panties growing wetter by the second. Zack’s chest heaved against hers and she wondered if he could feel the urgent, wild beating of her heart. Without breaking the kiss, he guided her around and lowered them both down to the couch. He let her breathe then while he attacked her neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin, driving her wild and causing her to whimper and moan. He reached down and grabbed one of her ankles, sliding up the jogging suit she was wearing and letting his rough hand come into contact with her soft skin. He ran his hand up her leg, but slowly, caressing it as he went. When he reached as far as he could underneath the leg of the pants and Nicole’s pussy was tingling insanely with the anticipation of his touch, he let go of that one and grabbed the other ankle. She whimpered and whined and squirmed as he massaged and caressed the other leg. It felt so fucking good…but her pussy was on fire.
He pulled his mouth up from her neck and stood up long enough to grasp the top of her jogging pants and peel them off her. The intake of breath on his lips, as he looked down at her in her hot pink lace panties, sent a jolt of electricity from her head to her toes. He smiled down at her before dropping to his knees on the floor and using one finger to tug at the elastic on the thigh of her panties. He let that finger play along the soft, wet folds, just skimming her clit, which was engorged and protruding. Nicole was panting and squirming. He was making it impossible for her to sit still or even remember her own name. She felt his whole hand cup the crotch of her panties and she pressed her head back into the couch as that wandering finger slid up inside of her. “Oh Jesus!” she cried out as her walls closed around his thick finger. His thumb had found her clit through the lace of her panties and he was rubbing it in circles as he moved that finger around inside of her. She was moaning loudly and tugging at his hair – it felt so fucking good that she was already close to coming. “Zack…oh my God…”
“Like that, baby?”
“Fuck…yeah…Jesus…” Nicole’s body rocked into his hand and Zack leaned in and covered her mouth with his while he increased his ministrations of her hot pussy. She whimpered into his mouth as he kissed her hard again; the ferocity of the way she returned that kiss surprised her, but then again, the way she already felt about this man she’d only known for a matter of weeks surprised her as well. Zack fucked her with his finger until the orgasm that had been working its way up from her toes finally exploded in her core. She cried out, so loudly that for a second she froze, afraid she may have woken up the baby. When she didn’t hear Liam, she let herself relax and just enjoy the ecstasy of the waves that rolled through her as she finished coming on Zack’s hand.
He pulled out of the hot kiss and slid his hand out of her panties. He grinned at her as he licked her juices off his fingers. Everything he did was so sexy…so hot. He made her go from zero to one hundred in sixty seconds and as soon as she began to slow down, he revved her up again. He leaned in and licked her lips, transferring the taste of her from his tongue to her lips, and then licking it off again. So. Fucking. Sexy.
Zack took a few deep breaths like he was trying to replace the oxygen in his lungs, and then his hot hands went to the hem of her shirt and like his willing slave, she lifted her arms and let him pull it off. The way he looked at her, like she he was a starving beast and she was the first piece of meat he’d seen in months, drove her as crazy as everything else he did. He slid a hand behind her and unhooked her bra, using the other hand to pull it off her and expose her breasts. Her nipples were puckered and hard, and when he leaned in and sucked one into his mouth, her body convulsed. “Oh, Zack…shit.” He let his tongue roll around the outside of her nipple as he sucked, causing her to shudder over and over. She had her hands on his shoulders, digging her fingers into him as he launched her once again into an ecstasy unlike anything that ever came before it. Spider took what he wanted from her. Zack took what he wanted as well, but the difference was, he gave back. He gave so much back that her head and her body almost felt overstimulated…like they both wanted to explode.
Nicole arched her back off the couch and held his head to her chest as he went back and forth, licking and sucking and nibbling until she felt like she would die if she didn’t have him inside of her. “Zack?”
He gave the breast he was sucking on one last long lick before pulling his face up and looking at her. “Yeah, baby?”
“That feels so good, but…I really want you to…”
He grinned. “You want me to do what, baby?”
“You know,” she said, breathlessly.
He reached down and ran his fingers along her slit and said, “I want to hear you say it, baby. What do you want?”
“I want you inside of me.” He slipped a finger back into her pussy and she cried out.
“Like this?”
“Yes, but…” He slid another finger in. “Oh my God.”
“Is that what you want, baby?”
“I want you to fuck me, Zack. Please fuck me!”
He slipped his fingers out and grinned at her as he stood up in front of her and stripped off his shirt and then his boots, pants, and finally his shorts. She reached up and took his throbbing cock in her hands. He was so thick that she could barely fit one of her hands around him. She used both to stroke him now, sliding them up from the bottom of his shaft to the tip, while he watched her through slotted eyelids. She enjoyed the way that his cock tightened and throbbed against her palms and then the way his body shuddered and convulsed as she stuck out her tongue and licked around the head of his cock. He made an almost inhuman noise and reached down and grabbed her under her arms. He laid her back on the couch, and suddenly he was between her legs with one of his long legs stretched out on the floor and the other bent and pressed into the couch. He reached down and took himself into one of his hands and pressed the tip of it against her, sliding it from the top of her slit all the way down almost to her ass. Nicole lifted her hips and clamped her thighs tightly around his hips and tried to catch that thick cock in her pussy. She felt like she was dying for it. At last, when she was just about ready to beg again he let it slide up inside of her. That time they both cried out, and Nicole let her fingernails dig into his back as he began to rock his hips against her and slide his cock in and out, back and forth, and in and out again. She realized at that moment that the way Zack made her feel wasn’t just about the sex. It was about how safe she felt with him and how he treated her like she was precious and not just a warm, wet hole to put his dick in. Zack made her feel like she was home, wherever she was. It was the most intense feeling that she’d ever experienced and she suspected that was part of what made the sex so good. That, and the fact that he was the hottest, sexiest man on the planet.
Nicole closed her eyes and fell into a rhythm with him, rocking her hips up to meet his every thrust. For a while he fucked her slow and easy, and the pace was almost hypnotic. But soon he began to speed up his thrusts, and he started slamming into her faster and harder as she pressed the heels of her feet into his back and clawed at his shoulders. It wasn’t long before he had her back on the edge of another powerful orgasm. She opened her eyes just as she felt it seize her. He was staring down at her with his light blue ones. “Come with me, Nicole.” Those words and the sound of his deep, sexy voice sent her hurtling head first over the cliff and slamming into the most incredible orgasm of her life. Zack soon followed, and while he rocked and rolled on the waves of his own climax, he slid his hands underneath her back and pulled her into his chest. Her body fit his like it was custom made for it and his strong arms around her made her feel invincible, like nothing or no one could or would ever hurt her again.
14
Dax Marshall sat across from Cody and watched as the younger m
an fumbled for his words. So far he understood that Kyle Brady was demanding a paternity test be done on Harley’s and Cody’s little boy. Kyle and Harley had been dating when she and Cody started seeing each other. Harley and Cody went way back to childhood, and the romance that had sparked between them had burned hot enough to melt those around them almost instantly. The baby had seemed to everyone like icing on an already perfect cake, especially since Cody was as much in love with the little guy as he was with his mother. Dax could see on Cody’s face how painful it was for him to even imagine that Ian wasn’t his. He wondered if Harley hadn’t shared with him that the baby might be Kyle’s, until Cody opened his mouth again and said:
“It’s just…fuck, Dax, I think Ian has Kyle’s DNA, but he’s mine. He’s my son.”
Shit. “So…how long have you ‘thought’ Ian was Kyle’s son? Does Harley think that he’s Kyle’s too?” Harley had red hair and green eyes. The baby was born with strawberry blond hair and green eyes like his mother, so even though the Bradys also all had dark green eyes. Dax hadn’t even considered that the baby wasn’t Cody’s, until now.
“He’s my son.”
“That wasn’t my question.”
“I’ve known he might be Kyle’s since before he was born. Harley told me that she thought the baby was his.”
“And neither you or Harley said anything?”
“I wanted to…we wanted to,” Dax had seen Cody go through a lot of shit, but he’d never seen pain in the younger man’s eyes like he did now. “It was just that the closer it got to time for him to be here, the less Kyle was around and the closer Harley and I got. By the time he was born and we held him in our arms it just felt like talking to Kyle was going to invite drama into all our lives. Then after Harley started working at that law firm, that asshole quits his job with the police department, a job that he claimed to love, and suddenly he’s working at the same place. I think he wants her back, and I think he wants to use the baby to try and get her. I’m not worried about Harley. I trust her, but I don’t trust Brady not to break her heart by taking Ian away from us. I love that kid, Dax. I love him more than I’ve ever loved anything or anyone in my life. I can’t just step down and hand the dad torch off to the likes of Kyle Brady. That arrogant son of a bitch…”
“Is my brother-in-law.”
Cody sighed. “Right. But, you don’t like him anymore than I do.”
Dax suppressed a chuckle at the truth of Cody’s statement. “That’s not the point. If Kyle’s making noise about this, it’s not going to take long to get to my old lady. When he decides to file a court order to compel you to do this whether you want to or not, my wife will be the one he looks to for legal help. You’re putting me in the middle of this, Cody, and the bottom line is that you’ll end up having to do this anyways. You want my advice, here it is – man up and do what you have to do. If the paternity test says that Kyle is Ian’s father, then you deal with it. He’s still Harley’s baby. You can still be a part of his life.”
Dax had known Cody his entire life. The kid had been to hell and back before he was even old enough to legally drink. Never once had Dax seen him shed a tear, not even when he was a little kid. But the idea of losing Ian had him so wound up that his eyes were swimming with tears, and it was killing Dax. Cody was one of his favorite people and he wanted to fix this for him. It was why Cody came to him – he expected him to fix it. But Dax knew that getting involved would only make things worse. He wasn’t Kyle’s favorite person, brother-in-law or not, and Dax tried to steer clear of him as much as possible just to keep the peace.
Cody said, “As much as it would suck to share custody with Brady, that’s not what I’m worried about. You know what he thinks of us, our lifestyle. He knows everything about my past and he wouldn’t hesitate to use it against me, against us. What if he’s the father and he uses that to take Ian away from us completely? It would kill Harley…and me.”
“I get it…I do,” Dax said. He couldn’t speak from the perspective of being a father, but he knew Cody and he knew how much it meant to him to be a father and have a chance to do something right, something that Dax had no point of reference on. Cody’s father had been an incredible piece of shit. Dax had thought that he made sure the scum couldn’t hurt Cody or his brother ever again, but even dead the bastard had reached out beyond the grave to take his brother Keller’s life and cause Cody to spend many of his formative years behind bars. If Dax ever felt fatherly, it was toward Cody, so if he could make it so Ian was a part of him, he would, but as much as he wanted to fix this, there was no way that he could. “Cody, you know you have to do this, and you know that whatever happens, I’ll have your back.” Cody didn’t say anything. He was staring at a spot on the wall. He’d had impulse control problems most of his life, but since getting out of prison and hooking up with Harley, he’d had them in check. Dax worried that this might just set him off again and he would do something stupid. “Cody?”
“Yeah, I hear you, Dax.”
“And?”
“And…I guess I don’t have a fucking choice, barring Kyle Brady going missing or something.”
“Cody.”
Cody rolled his eyes and sighed. “Wishful thinking. I’m not going to do anything to him, no matter how much I’d like to.”
“Good. That’s what I want to hear.” Dax’s attention was drawn to the front door. Zack Leoni had just walked in and conversation around the room had almost completely ceased. The women were openly gaping and the men were looking at him suspiciously, or staring at Dax to gauge his reaction. Dax had spoken to Zack on the phone the day before. He was expecting him. He was about to stand up when he heard his newly found brother, Gunner, who was working behind the bar, say:
“Fuck me.”
Zack looked over at him and the smile on his face spread as he strolled toward him. “Not that I don’t think you’re pretty, kid, but I keep telling you, you’re just not my type. You do look awfully hot in that kutte with your prospect patch, though.”
Gunner flipped him off and Zack laughed. Gunner asked, “What the hell are you doing here? Aren’t you a little out of your territory?”
Zack kept the smile on his face as he said, “I’m a nomad, kid. I know you’re a newbie, but you’ll learn what that is sooner or later.”
“Fuck you,” Gunner said again. Zack just laughed. Cody had turned to watch the show now too and he asked Dax:
“Not that anyone who upsets Gunner isn’t a friend of mine, but what is Leoni doing here?”
Dax smiled. Cody and Gunner couldn’t seem to find any common ground. Dax didn’t understand it until Angel told him she thought that it was jealousy on Cody’s part. Cody knew how fond Dax was of him, but when Gunner showed up and Dax found out he was his brother, it seemed to make Cody nervous that he’d lose his spot. “He’s here to see me. I’m kind of enjoying watching those two bond, though.” Cody smiled. It was the first time Dax had seen him smile in days.
“Got anything good to drink back there, prospect?” Zack was asking Gunner as Dax stood up.
“Just let me find the arsenic…” Gunner dug under the counter and Zack threw his head back and laughed. Dax didn’t know Zack well, but he knew that if it weren’t for him, Gunner would probably be dead by now and Gunner’s old lady too. He also knew that Zack Leoni came from bad stock, but as he looked at Cody and thought about his own upbringing, he knew that wasn’t something he could hold against him.
“Zack Leoni.”
Zack turned toward Dax with the smile on his face still in place. Dax hadn’t spent that much time with him, but the times he had seen the other man, he always seemed to be smiling. Dax figured it was a coping mechanism but he also knew that there were lots worse ones he could have.
“Dax.” Zack stood up and took the hand that Dax offered him. “Thanks for agreeing to change the meeting date, I appreciate it.”
“No problem, why don’t you…” Dax’s eyes were always moving; it was a hazard of the job. They
moved toward the door as Kyle Brady walked in and then over to Cody, who was standing a few feet away from him. Cody visibly tensed when he saw Kyle. “Hey, Zack, I’m sorry. There’s something I’m going to need to take care of first,” Dax said, without taking his eyes off his brother-in-law.
“Sure, no problem,” Zack said. “Gunner and I can catch up.”
Gunner looked like he’d rather get a root canal but Dax knew he wouldn’t say no to him. “Gunner, will you look after Zack, get him something to eat and set up one of the rooms for him to stay in?”
“Sure, it’ll make my life complete,” Gunner said. Dax had to suppress another smile as he heard Zack say:
“I’m not fucking you, no matter how badly you want it.” He didn’t hear Gunner’s reply, but he could imagine.