by Peyton Banks
Staring into his eyes, she tilted her head, looking at him as she spoke. “I never asked you to be an angel. I’ve only ever wanted you to be yourself. The amazing man you’ve shown yourself to be.” Lifting one hand, she ran her fingers through his short blond hair. “I’m not so innocent myself, Julian. I hope you’re not looking for a goody-two-shoes, because that’s not me.” He pressed his growing erection against her, and she moaned in response. “You know, it’s going to be pretty late when the movie ends tonight. I’d hate for you to drive home tired after a long day.”
Dropping his head, he kissed her softly as one hand grabbed her ass, pulling her closer. “What do you suggest I do?”
“I want you to stay the night,” she admitted softly. “I know we haven’t talked about it in a while, but I want you more than you know.” Lifting her other hand, she caressed his hard jaw. “You’ve waited for me to be ready for this, to take things to the next level.” He remained silent as she bared her inner desires. If the hard press of his thick cock told her anything, it was that he wanted her just as much. “Someone seems happy to see me,” she joked.
“Baby, he’s happy to see you every day.” He turned his head in the direction of the living room, the sound of the movie could be heard loud and clear. “As long as you want me here, I’m not planning on going anywhere.” He cupped her face with one palm. “But before I finally sink inside your pretty pussy, I want to finish watching the robot movie with that brave little boy sitting in the living room. Then you can trust that I’m going tear that ass up, so I hope you have some good wall insulation.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t make you scream too loud,” she said with a teasing smile as she walked into the kitchen holding two bowls of ice cream. “Coming?”
Julian grabbed his own bowl as he followed behind her. “Oh, I’ll be coming, alright. You can bet your pretty little ass on that.”
10
Julian
Grabbing her around her waist, Julian pulled Kori’s body closer to his as he sat in front of her on the bed. His only thought was to make her his.
After they finished the movie and put Morgan to bed, Julian went out to his truck and grabbed his bag. When he came back into the house, she’d been standing there at the entrance to the hallway. A smile on her face, covered in a matching bra and panty set. Red and black. His favorite colors. Within seconds, he’d approached her, grabbed her in his arms, and walked them back to her bedroom. Now he sat in front of her, with only his jeans on as she enticed him with her smooth brown skin bared to his gaze. His mouth watered at the thought of tasting her again. But that feeling warred with the burning need to sink his cock inside her.
“Fuck. Baby, you are so goddamned beautiful.”
Lifting her arms, she wrapped them around his shoulders as she toyed with the strands of his hair. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
Julian grabbed her underwear on each side and slid the soft material down her legs. Lifting his gaze to her fat, juicy pussy, he leaned his head down and ran his tongue along her slit. Her head dropped back, and her legs widened as he continued to lick and slurp at her dripping juices. Her taste was hypnotizing, and he wanted more. Pulling back, he quickly stood. “Lie down,” he said, positioning her where he needed.
After laying her down on the bed, he crawled over her, peering down at the naked goddess in front of him. He kissed and licked down her bare body, her stomach tensing under the soft press of his lips. He shuddered in ecstasy as the scent of her arousal wafted around them. Kori moved against him, her hands clenching tightly against his shoulders and arms as he moved down her body. Once Julian made it to the vee of her legs, he kissed the soft skin of her inner thighs, inhaling deeply. She smelled of sweet spices and cinnamon, and he wanted nothing more than to indulge.
He looked up and caught her staring down at him, a smile hovering on her lips. Without looking away, he leaned down and flicked his tongue on her nether lips. She tasted like home, and there was nowhere else he’d rather be. He wanted more, needed to make her come with his mouth before he claimed her as his own. Julian pressed his tongue against her, spreading her nether lips wider, and her taste exploded in his mouth. A deep moan released from his throat as he wrapped his arms around her thighs, pulling her closer to him. Legs spreading wider, she keened and moaned above him as he fucked her with his tongue.
Moving up her body, he positioned his hips between her legs. “Kori? Baby, look at me.”
As her lashes fluttered open, she smiled. “Hi,” she whispered.
“Hi.” He reached up one hand to grab a breast, squeezing and kneading the flesh within his large palm. He kissed her neck and shoulders, nipping and licking at the taut skin, all the while rubbing the head of his cock along her slit. Not longer able to hold back, he slid inside her tight channel until he was fully embedded in her warm, slippery heat. Julian grabbed her hands, lifting her arms above her head. “I knew you’d feel good wrapped around my dick. Being inside you feels so damned good. Fuck, baby. Yes,” he groaned, as Kori tightened her muscles around him.
His hips snapped, giving a particularly deep thrust. At Kori’s gasp, he began the age-old dance of making love to his woman. He pressed deeper, and his senses responded to the sensation of coming home. For a fleeting moment, he wished they didn’t have the condom between them, but he knew that was asking too much. Julian couldn’t take his eyes off her as he fucked her long and deep.
Each time he moved inside her, it felt like coming home. He wanted to savor this feeling for as long as possible. Giving himself a moment, he slowed his strokes to bask in the pull of her wet sheath against his hardened flesh. Julian leaned up, nipping at her ear before whispering. “I won’t ever let you go, Kori. Understand?” She nodded in response, but he wanted to hear her voice. Needed to hear her say the words. He pulled out just far enough that only the mushroomed tip of his cock remained. Plunging forward, he began pumping harder, a deep-seated need flowing through him. “Tell me you understand, baby.”
“Yes. Yes, Julian. I understand.”
He couldn’t get enough. Her moans of pleasure were ripping his insides apart. If he could crawl inside her, he would. She was so giving, so passionate. She had no idea how this affected him. How much she meant to him.
“Oh, Julian. You feel so good. Don’t stop. Please, don’t ever stop.”
“Oh, baby. Don’t worry. We’re going to do this all night. By the time I finish making you mine, you’ll be ruined for any other man. You’ll crave my touch on your body, my lips on your breasts and pussy. Sucking. Licking. Your voice screaming my name.” Never stopping his forward motion, he felt sweat begin to pour from his body. The feeling rolling through his body was so intense he started to shake. Her vaginal walls began to quiver around his throbbing shaft, and he moaned deep at just how good it felt.
He kissed her roughly, swallowing every whimper and moan as if they belonged to him. Which they did. He knew he should slow down. He needed to give her time to match his rhythm, to find her flow as his body surged into hers. His brain tried to tell his cock that it was okay, that they had plenty of time, but it wasn’t cooperating. It seemed to have a mind of its own, and right now, it wanted to be as deep inside Kori as he could possibly get.
Julian growled as he continued thrusting, his balls tightening in preparation for his release. Kori’s slick passage began to contract around him as he felt her body fall over into her orgasm. She milked his cock, forcing the cum from his body as he continued to thrust. She was so tight, he had to push even harder to reach her depths. Grabbing one of her legs, he pressed it back, resting the limb within the crook of his arm. “Yeah. That’s it, Kori. Give it to me.”
“Julian…” she gasped, her blunt nails clawing at his skin.
As his orgasm rushed through his body, guttural groans released from his throat. Julian eased his cock deeper, watching as the woman he was quickly falling in love with threw her head back in a sensuous display. “So tight. So good,” he muttered
.
Julian shuddered above her, his lips capturing her mouth in a deep, sensual kiss. Shifting his hips, he lifted her lower body higher off the bed, grinding his teeth as he surged into her body. He never wanted this to end, but his body was losing the battle. Part of him felt like an animal, with the need to claim her as his own coursing through his veins.
Releasing her hands, he grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, faster, deeper. His cock began to pulse as Julian lifted his hips, lifting her body from the bed, and sank into her depths over and over again. Julian roared as his orgasm shot through him, emptying himself inside her slick, tight channel. A shiver went through his body as he rocked his hips into her, making sure he fed her every drop of his seed.
Kori moaned loudly as her body shivered underneath his. Her channel squeezed tightly around his thick length, and he continued pumping his hips, getting as deep as he could until there was no more he had to give. Julian lay his head down beside hers as they basked in the aftermath. He continued to hold on to her, his lips placing soft kisses over every inch of exposed skin.
“That was amazing,” she huffed, which brought a smile to his face.
Lifting his head to gaze down at her, he brushed her hair away from her face. “You are amazing.” Julian continued to lay between her legs, enjoying the moment. His softening cock was still inside her, the feel of her juices surrounding him was like a drug to his senses.
Her soft laughter reached his ears, “Baby, you’re heavy.”
Shifting to the side, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to get a warm, wet towel. Walking into the bedroom, he saw her sprawled out naked, arms and legs spread wide. Julian had a sudden urge to climb in with her. He wanted to take her again, sliding his thickening length inside her welcoming sheath. Putting aside his own needs, he used the wet towel to wipe the sweat and other fluids from her body. His eyes stared at her prone form, and he thanked his lucky stars Kori came into his life when she did. Some of the things he’d done in the past had left a dark stain on his soul. Because of the violence he’d visited on others, he’d never thought to have something in his life so pure. So good. Now that she was his, nothing but death would keep him from coming back.
Julian had no idea that what was about to come, would put that sentiment to the test.
11
Kori
Fear slithered along the surface of her skin as Kori watched the news report. It had been two days since she’d last seen Julian, but they’d spoken last night before she went to bed. After their weekend spent making love at every opportunity they could—always behind closed doors so Morgan wouldn’t know what was happening—he’d finally left on Monday morning to head over to the station for his next forty-eight-hour shift.
Forty-eight hours. That’s all it was supposed to be. Like it always was. Then Julian was supposed to return to her so they can pick up where they’d dropped off. Loving and living their lives.
Then something changed. This time, the typical emergency response would turn into something very different. There’d been a massive explosion at a major manufacturing warehouse in Loudoun County, about twenty miles away. Because the fire had been so large and there were so many casualties, surrounding fire stations had been called in to assist with the rescue and recovery, including Julian’s station. As she’d watched the news that morning, it was all they could talk about. The major five-alarm fire, the high priority response from multiple fire and rescue stations, and the urgency to quell the fire before other explosions occurred.
Kori had just said a silent prayer that Julian wouldn’t be one of the men responding to the event when a breaking news alert came on the television. Kori gasped, dropping her coffee mug on the floor, where it crashed and spilled onto the floor.
“Mommy? What’s wrong?” Morgan called out to her, his own voice filled with fear after hearing Kori’s yell.
“Nothing, sweetie. Mommy dropped her coffee,” she responded, her voice warbled as tears filled her eyes and fell onto her face. She grabbed up her phone quickly and paced the kitchen floor, trying to figure out what to do and who to call.
Although they’d been dating for almost a month, she hadn’t yet met his family. Didn’t have any of their telephone numbers. Someone had to know something. Why hadn’t she forced the issue? Demanded they take their relationship public? No. She’d been too damn stubborn and stuck in her ways. It had been her this entire time, doing things on her own, raising her son by herself. After four years, she was still mourning the death of a man who wasn’t coming back. Turning back to the television, she couldn’t help the sound that released from her lips as she listened to the newscasters. She wanted to scream at them to stop talking but knew it wouldn’t do any good.
“Breaking News Alert: Several first responders from Fairfax County have been killed in a secondary explosion. Several others were injured and have been transported to Northern Virginia Hospital.”
The words were like a blur in her mind as she wracked her brain, trying to think of who she could call. In her heart, she didn’t want Julian to be one of the men who were hurt. But somehow, someway, she knew he was.
A brother! Julian had a brother who has a police officer. Sam? Scott? Steve?
Steven! That was it.
Desperate to get more information, she called the one person she knew would be able to get what she needed. Dialing the phone, she prayed her sister would pick up the phone. After three rings, Janice’s sleepy voice came over the line.
“Hey, sis. You do realize what time it is, right?”
Kori’s voice cracked, and she almost couldn’t get the words out. The only sound she could manage was a small squeak and a breathy whisper of her sister’s name. “Janice…”
“Sis?” Janice exclaimed through the phone, her voice raised in alarm. “Are you okay? Is Morgan okay? What the fuck is going on? I’m getting dressed right now. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Do you need me to call Mom and Dad?”
Although she couldn’t see her through the phone, Kori nodded or shook her head in response to every question Janice fired at her through the phone. Between hiding from her son to prevent him from seeing her breaking down, to wondering just why in the hell hadn’t Julian called to tell her that he was okay, Kori was about to lose her damn mind. “It’s about Julian.”
“What?” she screeched. “You mean that hot ass paramedic you’re dating? Why the hell are you so upset? Did he break up with you or something? Do I need to kick his ass?”
“No. I think he’s hurt. Explosion. Fire,” she hiccupped her words as she tried to regulate her breathing. This was no good. She needed to get a handle on herself. “Please come. I need you. Your help. Can you call Max and Kiana? Julian’s brother is a cop. I need to find him. Please.”
Her sister sighed into the phone, but Kori knew she’d call them. On paper, Janice’s job was listed as a cyber analyst, but she did so much more than that. The occasional job for Maxwell Bishop and Nico Mitchell was on that list.
“Name?”
Kori could hear Janice as she exited her home, slamming the door on the way out. “His brother’s name is Steven MacMahon. I believe he’s a Sergeant on the force and works in Arlington County, but I’m not sure.”
Janice entered her vehicle and started the ignition. The roar of the V8 engine under the hood of her car could be heard over the Bluetooth. “Got it, sis. I’m on my way.”
“Thank you, Janice. I’m sorry for calling so early. I just…”
Her apology was cut off, “Nope. No need for all that. For the first time in a long time, you’re finally moving forward. If you believe something’s happened to Julian, then we’re gonna find out, and get his sexy ass back to you. Now, go pull on your big girl panties, wipe your face, check on my nephew, and wait for me to arrive.”
“I love you, Sis,” Kori said, a smile hovering on her lips.
“I know you do.”
Hanging up the phone, Kori wanted to let the fear return but took a few deep br
eaths to calm down. Janice was right. Even if something happened to Julian, falling apart like this was not going to help. “Get your shit together, Kori,” she muttered to the empty kitchen. Wiping her face with a napkin, she put some cold water on her eyes to reduce the puffiness.
Making her way to the living room, she kissed Morgan on his head before sitting down on the couch to continue watching the news. If Janice said she’d be there in fifteen minutes, then she’d probably arrive in ten. Clasping her hands together, she bowed her head and sent up another prayer. Please let him come back to me. To us. We need him.
The loud screech of tires announced Janice’s arrival.
Flinging the door open, her spitfire sister strolled in the house with her phone up to her ear. “Thanks, Max. How’s Kiana doing? Oh yeah? Let her know I’ll call this weekend so we can meet up. Okay, thanks. Yeah, I owe you. Thanks again.” Ending the call, Janice walked up to her sister, grabbed her in a firm hug, and pulled her in tight. “He’s alive, big sis. You were right, though. He was hurt in the second explosion and taken to the hospital this morning.” Pulling back, she caressed Kori’s face. “I called Mom and Dad, they’re on the way over to take care of Morgan. When they arrive, we’re leaving so you can fret over your man in person.”
Pulling back, Kori shook her head. “I can’t do that. I’ve never even met his family. What am I going to do? Walk up in there and demand to see him?”
“Yes,” Janice said in a stern voice. “Yes. If you believe what the two of you have is worth fighting for, then you go in there and demand to be by his side. Because you deserve to be there when he wakes up. Your face should be the first thing he sees once his eyes open. And if I know this to be true, then you damn well know it as well.”