Chapter Twelve
Tom’s hands were shaking and he could barely get his keys out of his pocket to unlock the front door. His raging hard on didn’t help either. He almost yelled with relief when the door finally opened, and he could pull Kendra inside. He immediately turned her and pressed her against the door.
He groaned inwardly when she caught her bottom lip in her teeth. What was it about her that made him so hot for her? Just the way they stood so close had him nearing the edge of his control, and he hadn’t even kissed her. That was about to change.
Taking her face in his hands, Tom brought his mouth down on hers in a hungry kiss. Her lips were as soft as he remembered, and his need for her intensified when she responded to him. She wound her arms around his neck and pressed against him, meeting his questing tongue with her own.
Her breasts flattened against his chest, and Tom’s groin burned with need for her. He nipped at her lips, tasting and teasing. Caressing her back, he worked his way down to her hips and then cupped her firm ass, pulling her hard against him. He molded her curves to his body, letting her feel his arousal.
He wanted her with a ferocity that he’d only felt for her. No other woman had ever made him so wild with need. He wanted to take her right here against the door.
With a shove against his chest, she broke the kiss. Then grabbed his hand and tugged on it, only he didn’t move and she stumbled backwards a little.
“Where are you going?” he asked in a husky voice.
Giving him an inviting smile, she replied, “You’re taking too long. Which way to your bedroom? Would you like to come with me?”
Her double entendre wasn’t lost on Tom. He wanted to bring her that kind of pleasure more than he’d ever wanted anything. “You sure?”
“Oh, yes. I’m positive.”
Tom turned the tables on Kendra and practically dragged her past his kitchen and down the hallway into his bedroom. “I’ll have to set up a direct debit into Stella’s bank account for babysitting duty.”
“Just as well you’re rich.” He loved that she’d finally accepted he could help her. He tugged her towards him, but Kendra surprised him by pulling her hand free and turning him around.
She worked on his shirt buttons, quickly unfastening them and spreading the garment open.
His breathing quickened when she ran her hands over his chest and kissed his skin. She flicked her tongue over his tight nipple and he growled as hot sensation shot straight to his groin.
He started shrugging out of his shirt, and Kendra went to work on his jeans. His arms got caught in the sleeves just as she freed his hard shaft from the confines of the denim, and he sighed in relief.
Kendra saw that he was trapped and at her mercy. His chest and abs rippled as he tried to free himself, and he loved how she admired his body as she started stroking his penis.
“Damn it.” Tom continued to struggle. “I can’t get the hell out of these sleeves. That feels so good. Help me get loose.”
Giving him a wicked smile, Kendra said, “Not just yet,” and went down on her knees.
Tom groaned and closed his eyes as she ran the tip of her tongue along the underside of his shaft. He reopened his eyes when she grabbed his jeans and pulled them down to pool around his ankles, before running her hands up his strong thighs and taking him in hand again.
When she closed her mouth around his cock, Tom sucked in a sharp breath. She was pretty talented and she hit the most sensitive places, making his body tighten. His chest rose and fell faster as her tongue fluttered and swirled around him.
“Kendra, for God’s sake, stop before I come,” he practically begged.
Instead of complying, Kendra took him deeper and he had to brace his hand on the headboard behind him. He could tell she loved being in control, and he was more than happy to let her. The sensations coursing through him were intense. He closed his eyes, willing himself to hold off. Finally, he wound his hand in her hair and tugged.
Releasing him, she rose licked her lips which almost had him beg her to finish him off but he wanted to be inside her so badly.
She helped him out of his shirt. No sooner was he free than Tom picked her up and tossed her on the bed.
Kendra giggled as he grabbed the waistband of her shorts and yanked them down.
“I hope you’re ready because this will be quick and hard. It’s your fault because you got me so hot,” Tom said, stepping out of his jeans.
Kendra lifted her hips when he reached for her white, satiny panties. He made short work of them and then spread her knees wide.
“Goddamn is that pretty,” he said. “Stay just like that. Don’t you move.” Bending over, he fished his wallet out of his pants and took a condom from it.
Kendra smiled as she glanced at it. “I’m on birth control, too.”
“Good to know.” A tiny stab of regret pierced him at her words. The idea of getting her pregnant again was surprisingly erotic. This time he would be here to experience the event with her. He shoved that thought away as he tore the packet open and rolled the condom down over his throbbing erection.
When Tom climbed onto the bed and kneeled between her legs, Kendra lifted her hips and reached for him. He had other ideas, though. His powerful muscles made it easy to slide her up in the bed until she could rest her head on the pillows. Pressing her legs apart, he bent and kissed her stomach before his tongue slipped lower.
Kendra gasped as blissful sensations coursed through her when his warm tongue found her center. Pure raw hunger gripped her and she opened even wider to him. The night they’d slept together she’d been ready so fast and her need for him was even more urgent now.
She trembled as he stroked her with the flat of his tongue. “Please, Tom, please.”
He growled but he kept to the slow, leisurely pace, torturing her. Kendra rested her head back and closed her eyes as he continued his ministrations. He was thorough in his pleasuring of her, missing nothing. She cried out when he came back up to concentrate on the swollen nub between her folds.
His fingers dug into her flesh a little as she started moving her hips in response to his attentions. She edged closer to a climax and grabbed the comforter on either side of her. Her eyes flew open when Tom halted.
“No, no! Don’t stop.” She wanted to hit him with a pillow when he gave her a cocky grin.
“Payback’s a bitch, sweetheart.” He moved up between her legs, hooked a hand around the back of her neck, and pulled her into a sitting position. “I want to see the rest of that hot body and be inside you when you come.”
Kendra practically ripped off her shirt and bra, flinging them away. She ravenously kissed Tom, melding their mouths together roughly, while she pulled him down on top of her.
She loved how Tom’s eyes filled with a fiery need. She pushed out her chest. What was a girl to do when he wanted to take things a little slower? Rolling, he positioned Kendra on top and guided himself to her center. Their gazes locked as she slid down his length and leaned back.
Sitting up, Tom wrapped his arms around her, gave her a languid kiss, and trailed his tongue down her neck. He kissed the little hollow at the base before moving lower.
When Tom’s mouth closed over her nipple, Kendra whimpered and moved her hips in response to the heavenly feelings he evoked in her. He laid back down and pressed his pelvis upwards, completely filling her.
“Oh, God, yes,” she said.
“What gear, Tiger?”
She smiled. “What?”
“What gear? First?” He demonstrated with a slow pace. While it felt good, it wasn’t going to be enough. “Second?”
She caught on. Bracing her hands on his shoulders, she said, “Let those ponies run.”
His sexy grin excited her even more. “And you said you didn’t know car stuff!”
Kendra’s laugh was cut short when Tom kicked into high gear, thrusting fast and hard. In the waning light of day coming through the French doors of his bedroom, Kendra’ eyes c
losed in ecstatic joy. He planned to put that look on her gorgeous face as often as possible.
Sweat broke out all over his body as he concentrated on bringing her to the peak. Her nails dug into his shoulders as at the same time she tightened around his rigid shaft, and he watched in wonder as she climaxed.
Tom’s piston-like rhythm sent Kendra flying into a shuddering release. It was so intense that she couldn’t breathe for several moments as undulating waves of sensation crashed through her. There was no holding back her cries as she rode the tide.
Tom wanted to bring her to a second pinnacle, but he was too turned on and she felt too good to hold back. Grasping her hips tighter as he came, Tom pumped his pelvis and ground to a stop as ecstasy flooded his body. Kendra flopped down on top of him just as his climax began ebbing and he wrapped his arms around her.
Their pants filled the room as they relaxed together.
Kendra listened to Tom’s heartbeat thunder under her ear as she rested her head on his chest. His hands slid down over her back, along her thighs, and back up again. She liked the way his rough palms felt against her skin.
“Mmm. That feels nice,” she murmured.
“Yeah,” he agreed. “That was amazing.” It had been beyond amazing, but Tom didn’t know how to accurately describe the experience.
Kendra lifted her head and looked at him shyly. “Any regrets?”
A lazy smile spread across his face. “Just one. I should’ve gone slower.”
Laughter shook Kendra, and Tom chuckled.
Sitting up, Kendra caressed his chest. “You don’t hear me complaining, do you?”
“No, but still… We’ll take our time next time.” At her surprised look, he said, “What? You don’t think this will be the last time we do this, do you?”
She merely gave him a small smile.
Tom sat up and held her by the shoulders. “I want to be with you and get to know Connor. Will you let me? Will you give us a chance?”
Fear gnawed at Kendra. “Are you sure? The repercussions with Marcus…”
“I can handle Marcus. I should have done so long ago, but I’m man enough to admit that I used him as an excuse, because you were getting too close. My parent’s marriage made relationships something I avoided like the clap.” Tom said, “But now… I haven’t thought about anything else since you told me about Connor.”
“That’s what I mean. You wouldn’t have approached me if I hadn’t confronted you,” Kendra said.
“I know, but you know why now, and it was a mistake. My mother walking out on my father screwed me up.” Tom replied. “Let’s not go over the what ifs. Why make this more complicated than it has to be?”
“Because I have Connor to think about.” She rested her hands on his shoulders. “His welfare comes before anything else.”
Tom clenched his jaw. “You’re worried that I’ll let him down, let you both down, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Your track record with relationships is—well—you don’t do relationships. You chase women just as much as Marcus. If we get together, how can I be sure I’ll be enough for you?” She laid her hand along his jaw. “It would kill me if I got more involved and you cheated on me.” She couldn’t bear that kind of hurt.
It astounded Tom how much he wanted a relationship with Kendra. “Ever since the night you came to the shop, you’re the only woman I’ve thought about, the only one I want. I want you again. Right now. I’ve never wanted a woman the way I do you. That’s no bullshit, Kendra.”
Kendra’s breath hitched in her throat when he cupped her breasts and toyed with her nipples. Hot need pooled between her legs, and she moaned. “I want you again, too, but hot sex doesn’t make a relationship. I want a man who is there for the good times and the bad. I want that special person who will stand with me when things go pear-shaped. We have both seen what happens when one person bails when the going gets tough. Your mother left, and my mother shut down and became a doormat. It’s important that the sex is wonderful, but it’s not enough.”
He looked at her and remained silent. She saw it in his eyes. He knew she spoke the truth.
“Then let’s just be boyfriend and girlfriend and see where this takes us. I have earned the right to try, because he’s my son too.”
She nodded and pressed a kiss to his lips. “That’s a good place to start. And me moving in across the road should make it easy for us to see each other, and for you to get to know your son. I know that’s important for both of you.”
“Connor’s so easy to love. You did good, my girl.”
She loved the praise because she had done good. It had been tough, but so worth it. Connor was a good kid. “He is, but don’t you go spoiling him.”
He rolled her under him and tickled her. “Just a little, maybe.”
She laughed. “I suspect what you consider a little is not what I’d consider a little.”
His smile faded. “I just want to love him and hope that he grows to love me.”
She cupped his cheek. “Of course he will. There is a lot to love. I should know.”
His slow, deep kiss set her body on fire once again. “When did you say you’d pick Connor up?”
She looked at the clock. “We have another hour.”
He started kissing down her body. “Plenty of time for first gear, maybe even second gear loving!
Chapter Thirteen
“You slept with him, didn’t you?”
At Stella’s question, Kendra almost dropped the bottle of wine she was pouring from. “What?”
Stella came over to lean a hip against the counter. Her eyes zeroed in on Kendra’s face. “You slept with him. Did the nasty. Knocked boots.” She pointed at her. “Don’t you try to deny it.”
Kendra laughed as she handed a glass to Stella. “You have such a way with words. So romantic.”
“You have that after sex glow.”
Kendra left the kitchen and settled on the couch. They’d spent all afternoon packing her belongings, ready for the move on Saturday. Kendra was so excited. Tom had arranged it all, and because the house was furnished, she simply needed her personal possessions.
“The look suits you.” Stella followed her, sat down on the opposite end, and tucked her feet under her. “Spill it.”
Knowing that Stella had investigative skills that would impress the FBI, Kendra figured that it was useless to lie to her best friend. “Yes, I slept with him.”
Stella squealed in delight.
“Shh! You’ll wake Connor up,” Kendra admonished her.
“Sorry.” Stella lowered her voice. “I’m just excited for you. The fact he’s managed to get you to move some place more appropriate, makes him a hero in my book. And the fact he gave you an orgasm as well… I’m warming to him.”
Kendra’s mouth dropped open, but Stella just gave her a sardonic look. Her shoulders drooped. “You’re changing your spots.”
“Mmm hmm. You haven’t been with anyone since Tom got back to town because he’s the only one you’re interested in,” Stella said.
“Shut up,” Kendra grumbled, but couldn’t refute her statement.
“So, now what?” Stella asked.
“He’s my boyfriend.” Kendra sat her glass on the coffee table. “He wants to give things between us a shot and it’s all I’ve dreamed about since I first met him, but…”
Stella nudged her knee with a foot. “But?”
“If it doesn’t work, I will have my heart broken again. He might be with me just because of Connor.” Kendra got up and paced across the room. “I mean, what if we wind up hating each other? I don’t want Connor subjected to that kind of fighting. And what if we have more kids and he walks out on us…? Do you see why I’m so twisted up about this? Love. He has to love me and this is all so sudden.”
Stella’s eyes filled with sympathy. “I do, but you’re driving yourself crazy for nothing.”
Kendra threw her hands up. “Nothing? How can you say that?”
“Chill,
okay? You will never know unless you try. Are you going to throw away this chance because you’re afraid to fail? You faced a greater fear. Don’t lose something good because of fear. Maybe hold off on the sex—” Stella sputtered into laughter.
Kendra glared at her.
Stella gave an apologetic little wave. “I’m sorry, but I couldn’t say that with a straight face. I know you love Tom, but don’t you dare let him know that. You want him to declare his love for you. You both need to get to know each other again. Both of you have changed so much in the past four years. In the meantime, enjoy yourself.” She pointed at Kendra. “And don’t let Marcus interfere. He has no right to. I know he means well, but he has to let go of the… he doesn’t have apron strings, so what’s an appropriate analogy? Steering wheel! He has to let go of the steering wheel and let you drive your own car of destiny. Damn, that was good. I should write that down.”
They broke into laughter and Kendra sat back down. “I think you’re right. I’ll just try to take things a little slower.”
Stella patted her knee. “Good. Well, I have to get going, but I’ll come around and help christen the new house with a bottle of the best champagne.”
“Okay.”
Kendra followed her to the door, and they hugged goodbye. While she locked up for the night, she gave the situation a lot of thought and followed Stella’s suggestion to ease into a relationship with Tom. Easy does it, she warned herself, and hoped that she could heed that mantra.
* * *
The move went well, and Connor, goodness, he was in heaven. He loved the backyard and the grass. Tom had given him a soccer ball and Connor spent most of the day outside kicking it around.
Tom had also introduced Connor to the paddling pool, and her little boy had never been so happy. She’d been selfish not letting anyone help her. She now saw all that Connor had been missing out on before, but could have had if not for her pride.
So, she let Tom help her again.
They had hired a nanny, Jackie, who came in from 10am to 6pm Monday to Friday, so Kendra could work without scrambling for babysitters. It also meant she could suddenly drop everything and head to her music room when the lyrics of a song hit, without having to watch Connor. She’d also already picked up three more clients for music lessons. Word of mouth was amazing once she’d told her current customers where she’d moved back to Beverly Hills. It proved that the area she’d lived in had been holding her back.
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