A Case of Love (19 page)

He rose above her, pulling at her shirt, unhooking her bra and sweeping both off of her arms. His eyes dropped to her breasts, ample rounded mounds topped with berry sized nipples. They grew hard under the heat of his eyes, feeling his gaze as almost another kind of caress, shivering with need and sensation. But he didn't touch her yet, instead going to the foot of the bed and grabbing her legs, pulling her down over the soft comforter.

He easily flicked open the button on her khakis, pulling on the tab of her zipper to expose the soft flesh of her stomach in the vee of the opening. Just the edge of her panties, showed a tiny piece of peach colored lace that made her skin look even softer.

"Oh yeah,” he breathed, not bothering to hide the need in his eyes or the shaking of his hands as he reached for her. “More than I could ever believe.” He dropped his head, kissing that tiny patch of skin, laving it with his tongue while she moaned under his mouth. His hands grabbed each side of her pants, tugging on them as she lifted her hips, letting him sweep them down her legs and onto the floor.

Clad in only the small panties, she pushed at his chest. “Stand up,” she ordered in a voice gone husky with desire. She rose, coming to stand next to him, her lips on his neck, her hands stroking over the muscled firmness of his chest. She found the button of his jeans, playing with it, her fingers stroking under the waistband to tease him.

"What are you...Ohh,” he groaned as her lips moved to his left nipple. She took the hard bead into her mouth, flicking at it with her tongue, pulling on it gently with her teeth before deserting it for the other. Mac gave that one the same loving attention before pulling open the button on his jeans and carefully unzipping them.

She tugged them down, taking his boxers along with them. Dropping to her knees in front of him, she took his hard cock carefully in her hands. “I've never really done this before,” she said breathlessly, caressing him with soft strokes. Licking her full lips, she moved towards him, her mouth pursed as she slowly slid it over the sensitive head, letting her tongue lick at the salty drop that appeared in the tiny slit. “Mmm,” she moaned, tracing over the shaft with her tongue down to the thick patch of crinkly hair at his groin.

Following the same path to the tip, Kenzie heard him growl her name, felt his hand tangle in her hair and she smiled, enjoying what she was doing to him almost as much as he was. Her lips parted and she suckled him in, feeling the meaty hardness of his flesh against her tongue, tasting the salty almost bitter taste of his desire. She closed her lips around him, closing her eyes to savor the way this felt before looking up into his face.

"God, Mac, that feels...so good,” he groaned as she started to moved her head, bobbing it back and forth, her hand moving over him in a counterpoint that had his head dropping back in pleasure. She took all of him she could—sucking so that her cheeks hollowed.

Her breasts rubbed against his thighs, the hair on his legs a kind of prickly caress that had the flesh between her thighs wet and aching. She pressed her legs together, moaning at the sensation, which sent a wave of vibrations through him.

His breathing grew more ragged, his hands ever rougher as she brought him closer to bliss. His moans of pleasure were like music to her ears, sending sweet shivers through her body. When he pulled her away from him, she groaned, blinking confused eyes up at him. “W-what..."

With a growl, he threw her onto the bed, climbing up after her. Before she could move, he was between her thighs, his hands holding her open wide, his mouth moving over the sensitive muscle on the inside of her leg. She couldn't help but move under the caress of his mouth, her hips rising as she reached for him. “Gideon,” she groaned, her fingers digging into his shaggy hair.

His tongue made a foray into the hot depths of her sex, tasting her tangy juices, feeling her squirming under him. He explored her soft, pink flesh, paying close attention to the tiny bud at the top of her sex. Every touch drove her higher, every flick of his tongue set her pleasure soaring until she was rigid against the comforter, her body ready to explode. “Please,” she pleaded, her head rolling upon the pillow, her curls an artful, chaotic mess around her flushed cheeks. “I...I can't..."

Hawk captured her clit in his mouth, thrusting one and then two fingers deep into her, sending her over the edge and into a free fall of bliss. Her body arched and then shuddered, her hand digging into his hair, the other fisting the comforter. How long it lasted, she didn't know, but when she opened her eyes, he was there, leaning above her, smiling down at her.

"I guess you could,” he said, his dimple winking at her as he grinned.

"Hush,” she breathed, though his smile was contagious. Before she knew what he was going to do, he pushed inside of her, his cock stretching her delicate flesh exquisitely. “Oh,” she gasped, her hands coming up to grab his shoulders.

"Oh good or oh bad?"

"Good,” she breathed. “Definitely good."

He moved over her, his hand sliding down her sleek body to catch at her knee, pulling her leg up so that he could thrust deeper. She felt every sweet movement of his body, every caress of his shaft as it filled her.

"Don't stop,” she begged, her body arching under him, undulating with passionate need. “Don't ever stop."

"Never,” he promised hoarsely.

He moved faster, long strokes that had her gasping with sensation, short strokes that sent her passions flaring out of control. Her nails dug into his arms, holding on to him as the only sane thing in a world made chaotic by the pleasure he wrought.

Her pants became wordless whimpers, turning to cries of pleasure as her climax burst upon her, heated sparks turning to waves of fire that raced over her nerve endings. It left her soft and clinging to him, holding on tightly as he rode her fast and hard, his head thrown back, teeth gritted as his own orgasm careened through him.

Afterwards he held her, stroking her soft curls, rolling so that she lay atop of him. “You're incredible,” he breathed, the tips of his fingers caressing the long length of her spine.

"You're not so bad yourself,” she teased, running the palm of her hand across his shoulder. “Is it always like this?"

"Is what always like...oh, you mean is sex always this phenomenal? Outrageously fantastic? Mind altering?"

"Yeah,” she rolled her eyes, lifting up to prop her chin on the back of her hand. “I guess that's what I meant."

"Well, I am a master at what I do,” he said loftily.

"Oh, I'm not even going there,” Mac grinned, leaning down to nip at his chest. “It's just way too easy."

"Yeah and so am I,” he chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"I'm serious, Gideon. Will sex be like this with any man I have it with?"

Hawk's eyes narrowed. “No. It won't,” he said finally before he pushed her off of him, turning to sit on the side of the bed.

"Gideon?"

He didn't answer her, reaching down and snagging his jeans in his hand and shoving his feet into them. He stood, yanking them up before heading into the bathroom.

When he returned, she'd gotten under the covers, stealing his tee shirt to wear as a nightgown. She'd thrown back the sheet on the other side and patted it in invitation.

"Was it something I said?” she asked him curiously as he stared down at her.

"Let me give you a little piece of advice, Mac. Not too many men are going to want to make love to you and then have you talk about your future lovers, while you're still leaking his cum out of your body.” He sat on the bed, his back toward her, his arms crossed over his chest.

Kenzie sat up, staring at his back with a bemused expression on her face. A sly grin crossed her lips and she slid over, coming to her knees behind him.

"I hurt your feelings?” she breathed, planting soft kisses against his neck.

"Stop it, Mac,” he growled, trying to ignore the surge of desire that had his cock stirring inside his jeans. “I'm serious!"

"So am I,” she whispered against his neck. “If I hurt your feelings, I should kiss them and make them all better, shouldn't I?” She licked at a spot just under his earlobe, feeling him shiver in reaction. “Come on, Gideon, don't make me beg for forgiveness."

He turned, reaching out to grab her and drag her across his lap. His mouth took hers, hard, rough, and teeming with a frustration that he didn't understand. He yanked at his tee-shirt, tearing it up and off of her head, leaving her naked in his arms. Holding on to the back of her head with one hand, his other kneaded at her breast, molding her soft flesh and tweaking the hard tip until she squirmed against him.

He stood, lifting her easily and dropped her onto the mattress, a low growl escaping his throat. “I don't want to talk about anyone else. While you're in my bed, you're mine. Got it?"

Kenzie stared up at him, thrilled by this display of jealousy. “Yeah,” she managed to get out. “I got it.” She held up her hand when he started to follow her down, stopping him. “But that works both ways. Got it?"

A sparkle came to his brown eyes at this flash of her fiery personality. A crooked smile graced his lips and he nodded. “Yeah, I got it, now shut up and kiss me."

The early edition of the Monroe City Press was in the hands of the newsstands before three a.m. At one such stand, a man waited, his scarred hand hidden in the pocket of the coat he wore, his face shadowed by the hood. The owner of the stand, a huge man who'd worked this block since he used to hawk the papers as a young lad, glanced over at the man. Something about this one had him nervous, though he couldn't understand why.

"I told you, I don't open for another hour,” he repeated for the fifth time since the man had shown up. “I gotta have time to organize."

The man pulled his hand out of his pocket, a long black handle flipping open to sprout a shiny silver blade. It caught the newsstand owner's eye, reflecting back the horrible image of the man under the hood. With a quick flip of his wrist, the man slid the blade under the heavy plastic binding the papers together and lifted the top one off of the pile.

Tossing down exact change on top of the pile of papers, he started to turn and walk away.

"Hey! Wait a minute! You can't do...” the owner's voice cut off as he stared at the blade that was now a mere inch away from his wide eyes. “Okay, chill bud. Take the paper with my blessings."

"Thank you,” he said, closing the blade and slipping it into his pocket. Then he folded the paper under his arm and turned and walked away.

"Fucking scarred freak,” the owner grimaced, shivering at the memory of that face.

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Hawk brushed at whatever was tickling his nose, grunting as it woke him from a sound sleep. His hand fell upon the soft hair of the woman who lay next to him and he smiled sleepily. She was wrapped around him like a pretzel, her head pillowed on his chest, her hair brushing against his nose.

Last night had been.... He had no words to describe how simply breathtaking it had been to make love to Mackenzie. He'd done so often and thoroughly, letting her catch small catnaps before waking her to once more ravish her sleek body. Just thinking of how soft and welcoming she'd been had his cock jerking to half-mast.

She stirred in her sleep, her silky thigh moving up his legs and nudging against his shaft. She moaned, her hand sliding down his chest to encircle his erection. “You've got to be kidding me,” she breathed. “After last night, you want more?"

"What can I say, Mac? You're better than a dose of Spanish fly and a hell of a lot more fun than one of those little blue pills.” He groaned as she stroked him, tangling his hand into her short curls to drag her to his lips. “God woman, you go to my head,” he gasped.

Her thumb stroked over the spongy head of his cock, gathering drops of semi clear fluid that dripped like tears from the tiny slit. “This head?” she asked huskily.

"That one too,” he chuckled, his hips moving under her caressing hand. His eyes widened as she began to scoot down under the comforter, her lips sliding over his body, her intent perfectly clear. Hawk groaned as her lips touched the sensitive skin under his navel, her tongue tracing patterns that he could feel, causing the blood to thunder in his veins and his cock to throb in her hands. “Damn girl,” he muttered, closing his eyes as her soft, hot mouth drew him in.

He pushed aside the comforter, wanting to watch her as she took him with her mouth. Her beautiful amber eyes sparkled up at him, her cheeks hollowed slightly as she sucked upon the first few inches of his cock. He could feel her tongue sliding and slipping along the sensitive underside, tracing the flared ridge before she suddenly took him deep.

Hawk's head fell back onto the pillow, his mouth opening as a huge surge of pleasure shot through him. His hands fisted in the sheet under him, his body arching. “Fuck,” he growled as she bobbed her head, driving him closer to coming. “Mac, you're going to make me come."

She moaned around him, the sensation spearing through him. His breathing grew even more ragged, rough groans coming from between his parted lips. One hand went to her head, twining through the mussed curls, guiding her strokes. He could feel her hand come up, gently tickling his balls before taking them into her hand, caressing them with tender touches.

"God yes!” he moaned, feeling the hot ejaculate rising. He tried to pull her head away but she refused, taking him deeper until he shouted his pleasure, spurts of hot cum shooting into her mouth, filling it. He could feel her swallowing around him and then her tongue coming out to lap at the tiny bit that had escaped her, cleaning his cock.

His chest heaved as he tried to recover his breath, tingles still shooting through him. He opened his eyes when she moved up and over him, lying on his chest with a Cheshire cat grin on her face.

"Enjoy that?” she asked him, smirking even as she licked her lips.

"You know I did,” he growled, his arms going around her to hold her to him. “Where did you learn to do that? No, wait, I don't think I want to know."