by Violet Paige
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he growled in the dark.
And that’s when I knew I wanted more than this. I wanted all of him. His cock. His body gliding into mine with primal force and possession.
But my thoughts turned to passion as he flicked my clit and clamped against it with his hot mouth. I couldn’t stop the building tightness in my core.
My hips lifted, shamelessly grinding against the roughness of his face. His stubble burned into my thighs.
“Fuck,” he growled, spurring me on.
And then the avalanche grew. I cried and whimpered. I twisted and bucked. I came hard. Harder than I ever had. Hawk pried at my entrance, thrusting another finger inside me and I screamed.
“Jules, I want to bend you over and fuck you so hard right this second that you can’t remember another man you’ve ever been with.” I sucked in a breath at the abrasive way he spoke to me. Part of me wanted to slap him across the face, while the other part of me wanted him to keep going.
I’d never wanted everything so dirty at once. I’d never wanted a man like the way I wanted Kane.
Another orgasm was starting to ripple and I wasn’t so sure it wasn’t purely from the dirty words pouring from his mouth. I whimpered.
“I want you on your knees with my cock sliding in your mouth. I want to see your beautiful red lips wrapped tight around me and as I pull your head back and forth along the length of my hard swollen dick.” He paused. “You’re so fucking hot. I can’t think of anything else,” he groaned.
“I’m going to come again.” I panted as the wave rushed through my body and I lost control of the surges pumping through me. My head fell to the side as my body soared with tingles of pleasure.
His tongue flicked over my nub and I didn’t think I could take anymore. Two and I was already spent. Exhausted from the emotional night. Sated from the orgasms. Wasted from this kind of drunkenness.
“I-I can’t, Hawk.”
His mouth latched over my entrance and I whined, trying to reposition myself, but he was strong and persistent. His tongue forged inside me and I clenched against him, relentlessly riding his mouth. My hips bucked higher than before. My body betrayed me in the worst way.
“Fuck me, baby,” he ordered.
I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. I dug my nails into his shoulders as the final orgasm ripped me into remnants of myself. He lifted me off the bed. And I felt as if I were flying. Soaring off a cliff. Diving into the deep end. Lost in Hawk.
I shuddered as I came over and over.
“Please,” I begged. “Please.”
As the last pulse shook me, Hawk lowered me to the mattress.
He kissed the inside of my thigh before moving me under the covers. I was limp and useless. I heard his clothes hit the floor and then he climbed in behind me, wrapping me toward his chest. Under any other circumstances I would have made a move, but I was in sexual nirvana. A state where my body couldn’t move.
His hand moved over my stomach and I flinched when his hand slid between my legs and settled over my swollen pussy.
I’d never felt so safe and protected.
I tried to speak. “Hawk …” My words were slurred.
“Hmm?”
“I want you too.” It was the last thing I said before I fell into the deepest sleep of my life.
Seventeen
Kane
The light hit me first. There was something soft and warm under me. I opened my eyes and remembered last night. Julie.
Her fucking amazing body doing things to me even while she was asleep. My cock woke up before the rest of me. My hand slid over her hip. Damn.
She sighed and then her eyes fluttered open.
“Oh God.” She looked startled.
I grinned. “Good morning, baby.”
My fingers coasted over her thigh and made a quick dive between her legs. She moaned as her legs spread under my command.
My lips brushed her collarbone and traveled over her skin. Sucking. Biting.
Her nipples were hard and perked. I sucked one into my mouth and she moaned.
Last night was about her. I promised I would take care of her. I also had managed an entire night of not having sex with her. But there was only so much I could take. I needed to know she wanted the rest of it. The entire Kane Hawkins’s package.
And I knew there was more to it. Last night wasn’t just about the foreplay. It was about Hunter. Almost losing that kid brought something out in me I hadn’t been ready to face. A part of myself I had tried to forget.
But when I saw the fear in her eyes. The panic on her face, instinct kicked in. Protection. Strength. I’d do anything on this earth to shield her from that kind of pain. I’d do anything to keep Hunter from it too.
He didn’t deserve to grow up haunted by nightmares that awakened him at two in the morning. He didn’t deserve a past that could ruin his future. I wanted to shield him more than anything.
Because I was him. I was that kid that felt lost and abandoned. Shit. I’d run away so many times my mother couldn’t count them. Neither could I. Looking back I realized now what an ass I had been. But every time she took me back with a hug and a kiss and a plate of warm food. Hunter didn’t have that and it was killing Julie she couldn’t give it to him.
It was a fucked up system when a woman like her couldn’t adopt a kid like Hunter. What the hell was wrong with this world? It was clear to anybody around those two that they belonged together. If I could see it, everyone else saw it.
I’d been the guy who only cared about football. Who was so wrapped up in making the playoffs nothing else mattered. But that guy was hard to find now. All I could think about was Julie and Hunter. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted her to get exactly what she wanted.
I realized sleeping next to her last night the nightmares had stayed away. I was starting to believe she really was an angel.
I pulled her tit between my teeth and she arched her back.
Her hands gripped the back of my head, urging more of her breast in my mouth. Fuck. I didn’t need much assurance. I climbed on top of her.
Her eyes lit to mine. My cock pulsed.
Just one thrust and I’d be deep inside her tight pussy. One nudge and I’d fuck her until we were both breathless. One yes and I’d bury myself into her for the rest of the morning.
I held my cock, lightly rubbing it against her clit. I was immediately drenched in wetness. I grinned at her, feeling the warmth she gave me. I rubbed up and down her slit, spreading the heat between us.
“Do you want this, Julie? Because I’m using every muscle in my body to stay like this right here, right now. I’ll roll away, if you want, but—”
“No, Kane. Don’t you dare.” She bit her lip. “Please.”
“Please what?” I teased.
“Please fuck me,” she whispered.
I groaned, hearing the dirty words form on her kissable lips.
She gasped as I paused in front of her entrance. I pushed slightly, stretching her around me.
I kissed her hard, twisting my tongue against hers.
“Tell me to fuck you hard,” I commanded, staring into her eyes.
Her chest moved with heavy breathes and I felt her nipples graze my chest. That naughty girl from the storeroom was in there too. The angel and the sex vixen were blazing under her skin.
“Fuck me, Hawk. Fuck me.”
I thrust inside her and the world went black with fucking ecstasy as she drew me to her depths. Her heat. Her soul. Nothing had ever felt this good. Nothing had ever felt like fucking Julie. I thrust deeper and harder.
She whimpered, but it only made me want more.
“Fuck,” I growled into her ear.
“More,” she begged. “Just give me more.”
Eighteen
Julie
I was completely filled by him. His cock was buried deep inside of me. I clung to him like my life depended on him to continue. I felt him twitching and pulsing inside my walls. He began to move f
aster and faster against me. Sliding in and out of me.
It felt like the right moment. The perfect moment. I didn’t even stop him to get a condom. Was it stupid I wanted to feel the friction our skin made together with nothing between us?
He stopped suddenly and he flipped me over onto my stomach, grabbing my thighs and roughly yanking my naked lower half over the edge of the bed. He stood between my legs. The sheets had already come loose from the mattress, but I clawed at fistfuls of the fabric anyway.
I was going to need something to hang onto if this was any indication of what was to come. He ran his hands over the curve of my ass, smacking it firmly before sinking his thick cock into me again.
The heat and fullness as he slid inside made me gasp and I dug my fingernails into the sheet. He was lucky that he was not beneath me right now or he’d be covered with scratches. Never had anything ever felt this good.
He pulled out almost completely then slowly pushed back into me, driving me crazy with his slow torturous thrusts until I simply couldn’t take anymore.
“Faster,” I moaned into the pillow as he kissed the back of my neck. “Deeper, Hawk.”
“Oh shit, you’re incredible,” he groaned.
I winced in pleasure and tried to focus on taking in as much air as possible, since every hard slap of his body against mine actually wrenched the breath from my lungs.
The intensity was frightening and incredible at the same time.
“Oh God,” I whimpered as the movement of his body forced mine to inch up the mattress. It felt so fucking good, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep from crying out.
“Give me your wrists,” he growled, pulling my hands from their grip on the sheet and pinning them down at my sides.
I felt his full weight come to rest against the length of my back. He covered my body with his, and leaned in to nip at my neck. His breath puffed across my damp, sweaty skin sending a shiver right through me. Right down to where my clit throbbed, aching for attention.
He moaned into the sensitive skin of my neck. His thrusts no longer shook the whole bed but instead began to pulse deep inside of me, causing my legs to tremor uncontrollably beneath his.
He was so heavy that I couldn’t move at all, except to wiggle my fingers and curl my toes, which heightened just how hot the sex was. A loud whimper escaped my lips.
“Yes,” he groaned, angling himself differently so he could finish me off. I was losing control and it was exactly what he wanted.
“Oh Hawk, you’re going to make me scream.”
“Good.” He panted into my ear, his breath falling hot against my neck, “You’d better.”
I lifted my chin to the side a little to allow him access to my lips. He covered my mouth with a burning kiss just as he pulled my leg onto the bed so that the inside of my thigh was now pressed flat to the edge of the mattress. It created a teasing bit of friction between my throbbing clit and the damp spot on the sheets beneath us, which hurled my body straight towards the brink of pleasure.
“Oh,” I groaned loudly into his mouth, shuddering beneath him just as everything else was reduced to white noise.
“I want to feel you come on my cock,” he grinded out breathlessly.
I gasped, but my climax cut me off. I stretched out my fingers, gripping what I could as an intense orgasm flooded my body and left me reeling. This time I actually went numb with pleasure.
When the orgasm subsided, he gently flipped me over onto my back and stood staring down at my naked flushed body.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Looking at you,” he answered.
I raised my eyebrows at him, and he lowered himself between my legs again, plunging hard into me once more. I groaned loudly at the force. The heat building within me spread throughout my body, like a wave of ecstasy. I clawed at his back, pulling him deeper into me as the sensation intensified.
“Oh fuck. Hawk. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” I screamed and he jerked as my orgasm pushed him over the edge. A guttural groan passed his lips as he crashed down on me exhausted.
“I won’t,” he promised. “I won’t.”
I didn’t know sex could be fiery and raw. I didn’t know it could steal my breath and fill me with bliss. Sex had never been this overwhelming before. This fulfilling. This satisfying.
“I want your legs wide.”
I nodded, giving him what he wanted. My body hummed with pleasure. I’d do anything for this man, even cross barriers I’d never considered.
“That’s it.” His eyes lit as he drove deeper. I felt the thrill of what I was giving him. My knees fell to the side, allowing him full access. “I’m going to come,” he grunted.
I bit my lip, watching this beast of man quiver with his release. He groaned and pumped until all his energy was spent.
He fell to my chest with a smile on his face. I curled my hands to his back and held him.
Nineteen
Kane
Everything was fucking different now. Everything.
I flipped the pancake over on the skillet and grinned when I heard Julie’s bare feet on the kitchen floor. I’d let her sleep this morning. It was almost eleven. I didn’t know what time it was when we finished fucking the second time.
“Hope it’s ok I borrowed one of your shirts.” She plucked at my Sharks jersey falling off her creamy shoulder.
I looked at her legs. The hem reached the tops of her thighs.
“Damn.” It was all I could manage to say.
She picked a piece of bacon off the platter and took a bite. “I had no idea you could cook. I thought it was only pizza.” She giggled.
I tossed the pancake on a plate and handed it to her. “Baby, I have so many hidden talents.”
“Apparently.” She waggled her eyebrows and sat at the kitchen table.
I settled in next to her and reached for the syrup. “Did you check on Hunter?”
I saw the way she bit the corner of her lip. “I couldn’t help it. I had to know if he was ok.”
“I get it. And how was he?”
“He didn’t want to talk to me. But they said he had breakfast and they think he slept through the night.”
I watched the steam rise from my plate. “That’s all good news, isn’t it?”
“It is. But I worry so much. There’s no one that’s his person, you know? No one who knows him. Knows what to do with him. Some days it breaks my heart too much.”
Shit. She was killing me and we hadn’t even made it past breakfast. But what she said mattered. I wanted to know about the kid. I wanted to know how she was feeling. What we had shared in the past twenty-four hours was something I’d never have with anyone else and I knew that.
“So what do you do on Saturdays?” I asked.
Other than the after school clubs she monitored, I didn’t know what this woman did in her spare time.
“I usually pick up Hunter and we go to the park or something and have lunch. If he’s up for it, I try one of the museums.”
I nodded. The pancakes were good. “Ever think about taking him to a game?”
“You mean the Sharks?”
“What other team?” I joked.
“I can’t afford those kinds of tickets.”
“Playoffs start Sunday. Why don’t you bring Hunter tomorrow?”
She lowered her fork. “You want me to bring Hunter to watch you play?”
“I do.” I studied her eyes. I couldn’t help it. I leaned over, sucking her lips between mine. My hands circled her neck, drawing her closer and tighter.
She moaned slightly, licking the syrup from my lips.
I reached under the jersey, pinching and twisting her nipple with authority. I’d never wanted a woman to be mine so badly. I’d never needed it so much.
Her tits were fucking perfection. They hardened under my touch. Pebbled and begged for more.
“I want you there. Understand?”
She nodded, but her head fell backward as I moved t
o her other nipple.
“That’s a big deal, Hawk,” she whispered. “It’s …”
“I know exactly what it is.” My voice was low and authoritative. If I was going to do this—I was going to do it completely. She was going to be mine. Only mine.
“I’ll be there,” she whispered.
“Good.”
I brought my mouth to hers again. She felt incredible. Everything about her body. Every sound she made. My hands wrapped in the silkiness of her hair. I could get lost in this woman. Maybe I already was.
I pushed back from the table and lifted her to her feet. The jersey slid off her body like an oversized robe and I marveled at her lush curves.
“We haven’t even finished breakfast,” she whispered.
“Oh, are you hungry?”
She nodded. She reached for the bottle of syrup and sank to her knees, dragging my pajama pants with her. My hard shaft sprang free. Her wide eyes looked up toward mine as she licked her lips.
She was the devil disguised as an angel. My cock bobbed and bounced as she trickled sticky syrup up and down, coating the head with swirls of sugar.
I’d never been so fucking aroused in my life. I gripped the back of her head, stared at her red lips and slid my dick inside her mouth, trying to restrain myself from the pounding I wanted to give her. No woman could take my cock all at once. She needed to warm up.
After a few pumps I was down her throat so deep she was groaning and moaning. She squeezed my balls gently tugging as I felt my spine clench and convulse. I thrust harder and she took everyone with a welcome suck.
“Fuck, you’re amazing.” I pumped into her lips.
My spine tingled and I knew I was going to come. I grabbed the back of her head, bracing her for the powerful explosion erupting from my body.
One.
Two.
Three fucks and I lost it. My seed blasted in her mouth, thundering from my cock as it oozed down her throat with power. I stood emptying myself into her while she whimpered, clinging to my thighs.