DebtofHonor

by N. J. Walter

  “Damn, you’re something else. Make yourself come, Kaitlyn. Do it for me.” Calloused hands stroked her legs from her ankles to her inner thighs. She whimpered, wanting him to touch her more intimately, but he stroked downward, leaving her bereft.

  “Come for me,” he commanded.

  Kaitlyn found she could deny him nothing. She’d promised him she’d do whatever he wanted. Tonight she belonged to him. But more than that, she wanted him to watch her come, wanted him to crave her as much as she did him.

  She pumped her fingers in and out her tight pussy and used her thumb to stimulate her clit. Her breathing was rapid, her entire body tense. Then Derek leaned down and lightly bit her inner thigh. The unexpected love bite pushed her over the edge. She cried out, her entire body jerking as she came for the second time. She rode out the orgasm, all the while aware of Derek watching her.

  “Beautiful.” He climbed onto the mattress and straddled her body. His erection pressed against her stomach when he leaned forward. The head of his cock was wet and dampened her skin.

  He grabbed two pillows and stuffed them under her head. She gripped his thighs, unsure what was coming next. He sat back and gave her a sexy grin. “I love your breasts.” He cupped the two large mounds and gently squeezed. It should have been impossible for her to feel anything but exhaustion, yet desire flared, shooting from her breasts to her belly at his touch.

  Kaitlyn decided there was no comparison between her past lovers and Derek. The rule book went out the window. She’d already come twice and knew she probably would again. Derek brought out a sensual side of her that she hadn’t even realized existed. She wanted to do everything with Derek, anything he wanted.

  She trusted him all the way down to her bones, knew he wouldn’t physically hurt her and would bring her much pleasure. As for her heart, well, she’d protect it as much as she could. But there was no way she was cutting short this night with him.

  He used the pads of his thumbs to trace around her hardened nubs. “I love your nipples. They’re so responsive.” He flicked the tips, drawing a low moan for her. “Yeah, that’s the way, darlin’.”

  He plumped her breasts together and let out a deep breath. “I’ve dreamed of doing this with you.” He eased his cock between her breasts and pushed forward. The head of his cock bumped her chin. “Tilt your head forward and suck my cock while I fuck your tits.”

  His raw, crude words made her skin heat and her pussy clench. She flicked the bulbous head with the tip of her tongue. Derek laughed, the sound sexy and deep. “This is going to be fun.”

  Keeping her breasts pushed together, he began to move, sliding his erection in and out of the cavern he’d made. And each time he pushed inward, she opened her mouth and took several inches of him inside. His groan of pleasure heightened her growing desire. She tasted the salty musk of his skin and his pre-come. He was thick and she had to open her mouth wide to take him.

  She’d gone down on her lovers before but never had she gotten the kind of enjoyment that she did from sucking Derek’s cock. “Hold your breasts together for me.” He took her hands off his thighs and placed them on her breasts. It was strange for her to be pushing the mounds together, but it was also a turn-on.

  Derek cupped the back of her head and lifted her slightly, allowing her to take more of his shaft into her mouth with each thrust. His blond hair was mussed, his checks flushed with passion. His eyes pierced her and she was afraid he could see into her thoughts.

  The muscles in his shoulders and arms flexed and a light sheen of sweat coated his skin. He was breathing hard and so was she. Kaitlyn sucked in air through her nose, not stopping in her goal to pleasure him. His testicles dragged over her skin with each thrust.

  His entire body tensed and his cock seemed to swell. But before he could come, he pulled out with a wet pop, leaving them both bereft.

  Derek rolled off her and yanked open the drawer of the bedside table. Foil ripped and he was rolling on a condom. She was glad he’d remembered protection. She’d brought several condoms with her, unwilling to leave the responsibility to him, but they were in the pocket of her pants, which were…somewhere.

  “On your hands and knees.” Derek was already helping her roll onto her stomach. “Kneel up and grab onto the headboard.”

  She wasn’t totally steady as she crawled to the head of the bed and wrapped her fingers around the heavy wooden slats. She was lightheaded, every nerve ending in her body alive with sensation. Her skin felt sensitive, like it was stretched too tight over her frame.

  Derek moved in behind her, his entire body surrounding hers. He kissed her shoulder and her nape. She let her head fall to the side and he murmured her name before he playfully nipped her skin.

  It took every ounce of his iron control not to simply shove his cock into her and fuck them both to oblivion. He’d had his fair share of lovers over the years, although probably not as many as most folks believed. He was a private person and didn’t like messy entanglements. He’d never actually had a woman in his bed before. He’d always gone to their place so he could leave whenever he was finished.

  But he wanted Kaitlyn in his bed. She belonged here.

  His cock was throbbing, impatient to be inside her. He could still feel her mouth surrounding him, sucking him with her sweet, hot lips. Damn, she was incredible. Tunneling through her warm, plump breasts to get to her mouth was one of the most pleasurable things he’d ever done.

  And he hadn’t even got to the main event yet.

  There was only one first time so he was taking his. But he couldn’t wait any longer. He nudged her legs open with his and made a spot for himself behind her. Her fingers were clutching the headboard tight. He wished he could see her face, but this was how he wanted it their first time.

  Derek reached between her legs and parted the lips of her pussy. He nudged at the opening of her channel, his cock head pushing past her body’s initial resistance. Her inner muscles contracted and relaxed, allowing him to slip just inside. He stopped and took a deep breath. Kaitlyn wasn’t moving, her entire body tense with anticipation.

  He wanted to claim her, to mark her as his own.

  He carefully bit down on her right shoulder, not hard enough to break the skin but enough that she’d have a small mark for a day or so. She gasped and he drove inward, pushing past all resistance, not stopping until he was balls-deep.

  He buried his face in the curve of her neck and concentrated on breathing. He didn’t want to come yet, not when he’d just gotten inside her.

  “Derek.” Her breath was coming in short, hard bursts.

  “Mmm.” That was as much as he could manage. It was taking all his concentration not to come. Her pussy was clinging to him like a wet leather glove a size too small.

  She reached behind and grabbed a hank of his hair and tugged. “Move.”

  The sharp pull on his scalp helped ground him. He reached around her and cupped her breasts, drawing a low moan from her. “Want me to fuck you, do you?”

  “Yes,” she gasped. She bucked her hips back, driving him even deeper. He groaned and began to move.

  He hoped she was ready. He tried to go slow, but it was beyond him. Nothing mattered but fucking Kaitlyn, finding release in her incredible body. Derek pumped his hips, getting faster until he was jackhammering into her.

  And she was with him the entire way. Her moans and soft pleas filled his ears and made his testicles pull up tight. He was only a few strokes away from heaven.

  Kaitlyn hung on to the bed for dear life. Derek was pounding into her from behind, fucking her harder than any other lover ever had. It was though he couldn’t get deep enough.

  With each pounding stroke, he took a part of her she knew she’d never get back. No other man would be able to live up to tonight. Derek had ruined her for other men. Her neck still throbbed where he’d bitten her and she knew she’d have a small hickey on her skin, a tangible reminder of their night together.

  He’d marked her body t
emporarily, but he’d branded her heart forever.

  His fingers tightened around her breasts, his thumbs teasing the swollen tips. Like a master virtuoso, he played her body, making it sing to his tune. Her pussy stretched to accommodate him and he filled her until she couldn’t take any more. But somehow she managed to take all of him.

  “Kaitlyn.” He gruffly yelled her name as he drove into her. The slapping sound of their skin, their heavy breathing, sighs and moans were erotic music.

  Derek slid one hand down her stomach and over her mound. He found her clit and stroked it. Once. Twice. All the while he continued to fuck her hard and deep.

  Kaitlyn cried out his name, tears running down her face. Her orgasm was almost painful, but there was so much pleasure too. She started to slump forward, but he held her upright. His pelvis slapped against her bottom twice more before Derek yelled her name. His large body tensed and she felt his cock flexing deep inside her.

  He leaned against her, breathing as if he’d run a mile at full speed. He gave a grunt that could have meant anything. She wasn’t sure and couldn’t work up the strength to care.

  He pulled out of her and she sort of slid down the headboard and curled into a little ball. She heard Derek moving behind her and knew he was disposing of the spent condom. Then the mattress depressed and strong arms came around her. He pulled her down until she was lying flat on the bed with him behind her.

  She released a contented sigh and allowed herself a few moments to bask in the sensation of being in Derek’s arms. She could almost pretend this was forever and that she belonged here in his arms and his bed.

  But that wasn’t the deal. Now that they’d had sex it was probably time for her to go. She turned slowly in his arms and lay on her back looking up at him.

  She couldn’t read his expression.

  He lifted his hand and stroked her face. She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. “How are you doing, darlin’?”

  She licked her dry lips. “Good. You?”

  He gave her a small grin. “I’m better than good.” He kissed her then, his lips grazing hers, barely touching, making her reach for them. He licked her bottom lip and then the top one, leaving her breathless.

  “I should go.”

  He frowned at her, his scowl getting darker with each passing second. “You promised me a whole night. And, Kaitlyn, dawn is hours away.”

  Chapter Four

  Derek knew he shouldn’t be angry with Kaitlyn. After all, she believed she was spending one night with him to pay her family debt to him. Or at least what she perceived as a debt. As far as he was concerned the incident was between him and her brother, but she couldn’t seem to get that through her head.

  No, he wasn’t looking for one night, but for all the nights to come. He wanted Kaitlyn in his bed. Permanently. And he wasn’t above using whatever advantage he had to make that happen. He hoped after he spent an entire night making love to her that she’d give them a chance to make it into something lasting.

  A woman like Kaitlyn didn’t agree to sleep with a man unless she had some feelings for him. He knew her better than she thought he did. He’d made it his life’s work to learn and study her. And while she had her flaws, just as he did, she was honorable and loyal and loving. She also didn’t slip into a man’s bed easily.

  He took heart from that even as she was planning on leaving.

  She sat up and her eyes widened. “But aren’t you finished?”

  He shook his head. “Darlin’, I don’t know what kind of men you’ve been with, but I’m far from done. How about we get a shower? That will help revive us both.”

  He rolled out of bed and held out his hand. Kaitlyn scooted to the side of the bed and reached out. He folded his fingers around hers and led her into the adjoining bathroom. It was bigger than the main bathroom and had a large tub and a separate shower stall.

  He watched her, wondering what she thought of the space. She gazed around, a small smile on her face. “This is amazing, Derek.”

  “I had it redone a couple years ago. Took out the small room next door and converted it into the bathroom.”

  “Whoever did the work did an incredible job. I love the tile work.” The earth tones suited him and a naked Kaitlyn was the perfect centerpiece for the space.

  She glanced toward the mirror and then away. She brushed at her hair. “I look a mess.”

  He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him. “No, Kaitlyn. You look well loved.”

  She stilled in his arms but said nothing. He sighed, ruffling the top of her hair. He wished he knew what she was thinking. He might understand horses, but he’d never claim to understand women. They were confusing creatures, but utterly fascinating, and none more so than Kaitlyn.

  “Let’s get that shower.” He led her toward the tiled shower stall and turned on the water, testing it until the temperature was right. “In you go.” He guided her in and followed her.

  Kaitlyn sighed and lifted her face toward the warm water. It felt good against her skin, washing away sweat and the evidence of their lovemaking. A woman well loved. If only. His words had pierced her heart, making her realize just how vulnerable she was when it came to Derek.

  It would be best for her if she left, but she had a feeling Derek was going to hold her to the letter of their bargain. She was his all night long. And, truthfully, as much as she wanted to leave, she wanted to stay more. To experience being in his arms one more time.

  He reached for the soap and began to work it between his large hands until he’d built a thick lather. Then he reached for her. “Come here.” He didn’t wait for her to move toward him but grasped her shoulders and pulled her closer.

  Derek started at her shoulders, spreading the soap down her arms and over her hands. Then he went back up and traced her collarbone. “So delicate, but so strong.”

  She briefly closed her eyes and simply absorbed the wonder of having him wash her. His soap-slicked hands curved around her breasts. She opened her eyes and laughed when he tweaked her nipples, leaving them covered in tiny bubbles.

  Her torso was next. Followed by her stomach and hips.

  “Lean against the wall.”

  She did and sucked in a breath when her back hit the cooler tile. “Cold,” she muttered.

  “Not for long,” he promised.

  Derek bypassed her pussy and crouched in front of her as he continued to wash her legs, rubbing and caressing. “I love your long legs. I want them wrapped around my waist while I’m fucking you.”

  The warm water pummeled them both. Derek’s skin was slick, his hair plastered to his skull. Beads of water lovingly traced the thick bands of muscle that ran down his arms and stomach.

  Heat washed over her, pushing aside the last of the chill. “Then why don’t we do just that.” Was that her sultry voice giving him a come-on? Yup, it was. Derek brought out a side of her that was playful and sexy, womanly and sensual.

  He chuckled and eased her legs apart. “I think I’ll do just that, but first I need to do this.” Slippery, soapy fingers slid into her pussy. Kaitlyn cried out and slapped her hands against the tile for support. There was no part of her he didn’t touch, didn’t claim as his own.

  “That’s it, Kaitlyn. Let me make you feel good.” The low crooning of his voice was another caress on its own. It slid over her and into her, heating her blood and warming her heart.

  His fingers lightly touched her clit and she moaned. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he muttered.

  He kissed her hipbones and then playfully dipped his tongue into her navel. She laughed when it tickled. But he didn’t pause. He kept moving upward, licking her ribs and curling his tongue around one of her peaked nipples.

  His cock brushed against her stomach. She grabbed the soap and worked it into a lather. “My turn.” She tossed the bar back into the holder and planted her hands on his chest. It was so broad, so strong. She ran her hands over the vast expanse, feeling the play of muscles, loving how he contain
ed his enormous strength when he touched her.

  She flicked both flat nipples with her thumbs and he shifted closer, pressing his swollen cock more firmly against her stomach. “I love having your hands on me.”

  “That’s good, because I’m not done with you yet.” She smiled and traced the firm lines of his abs, working slowly toward his erection. Deciding it was time for a change, she moved away from the wall and pushed him until his back was against the tiles.

  He smiled and held his hands out by his sides, giving himself over to her touch. She made a low purring sound in the back of her throat and continued her exploration. She traced the thin line of hair that ran down the center of his chest. She measured the breadth of his shoulders and the firmness of his biceps. She slicked soap over his neck and jaw.

  She touched him everywhere but where he wanted her to.

  “Kaitlyn.” Her name was a growl of frustration.

  She gave him her most innocent look. “What? You don’t like me stroking your body?”

  “Tease,” he accused. He grabbed her hand and brought it down to his cock. “If you want to stroke me, do it where I need it the most.”

  “Hmm, you do seem to be having a slight problem here.” She wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft and squeezed. “Maybe I can help.” She pumped her hand up the length of his cock and rubbed her thumb over the bulbous head.

  “I’d say you definitely can.”

  She’d never played in the shower with a lover before. Another first with Derek. Thoughts of what would happen tomorrow stole some of her joy from the moment.

  “Hey.” He caught the edge of her chin between his thumb and forefinger and tipped it upward. “Where did you go?”

  She didn’t want to talk about it. She really didn’t want to think about it.

  Steam filled the enclosed area, warming them. The water continued to pummel them. They were in their own world until the sun came up tomorrow.

  Kaitlyn wrapped her arms around his neck, went up on her toes and kissed him. His big arms surrounded her and his cock pressed against her skin, an ever-present reminder that he wanted her. And, for tonight, she was his.