Butterflies in Honey (Growing Pains #3) (38 page)

Krista could feel the raw, animal desire
coursing through him in waves, consuming him, taking over her. His
hand found the inside of her thigh and quickly worked up to the
apex . She leaned her head back and moaned as his fingers dipped
into her folds and rubbed her pleasure places.

The contact sent Sean higher, into a frenzy.
His control was well and truly ebbed, revealing his primal urge. In
one quick yank he ripped off her panties and spread her legs
roughly. She was being pushed hard against the door jam, his
muscular torso pinning her. Krista waited for the fear, then the
panic, of his dominating presence. She could sense the power from
him, the strength. She felt his hands undoing his pants as his body
leaned in against her roughly.

In a matter of moments he would insert
himself forcefully and have his way with her. He would be out of
control and she would be powerless to stop him. The fear she always
got at this second, the memories of Jim’s violence…didn’t come.
Instead, she felt herself panting and clawing at Sean’s back,
trying to get him closer. She struggled to get him closer, awaited
the painful gratification of a good, hard screw. Sean’s raw power
excited her. His lust consumed her, burning her alive.

His erection was probing, finding her
opening. Sean worked her legs wider, desperate for her. And then,
in one quick movement, he pushed into her with a glorious sigh.

Krista arched back and moaned, the sweet pain
of it sending shock waves throughout her. She pulled his hair as
she threw her legs around him, needing him to take her weight and
make his dominance complete. She felt a quiet power from within,
from the knowledge that she could drive him to madness. That she
could control his surges of lust.

Krista felt the force of her sexual desire
unleash. She felt the passion awake from deep within—it was a
passion born not from love, as Sean had seen a million times from
her, but from her own animalistic urges. She’d locked down her
wild-side when she realized what Jim was. She’d stored it away.
Until now, she had thought she lost it forever. But she hadn’t, it
was just dormant, waiting to trust again. Waiting for someone who
would protect her and keep her safe while she explored her sexual
side, which was 100%
female
.

She begged for him, tore at him, pleaded for
him to go harder, to work faster. She moved and writhed and angled,
gyrating into his thrusts, meeting his body with hers, mewling with
pleasure so profound, there were sparks of light behind her
eyelids.

Sean took her weight, knowing nothing but the
sweet pleasure of her body. He let her lead, as he had often
before, but this time, he was struggling to keep up. He wasn’t
matching so much as following. And he wasn’t ashamed by it in the
least; he was in rapture.

He had her full weight, ravaging her;
pummeling into her until she screamed in delight. She took in the
sensations of the hard door behind her, scraping, his coarse pants
rubbing the inside of her thighs, and his soft, velvety skin
repeatedly thrusting into her. She was panting in ecstasy. She
wanted it to last forever. She wanted him to go on-and-on—and then,
almost without warning, she was rocked by an orgasm so complete she
knocked her head back against the door.

Sean matched a second later, thrusting into
her one last time, feeling her insides constrict. He let everything
go. Just held on and had one blissful moment in a different place.
A place with no worries, no fears, just love. Just this feeling.
With her.

The world paused as they shuttered into each
other. Then it was quiet as Krista fell onto him, completely
limp.

Sean, still holding her weight, picked her up
reverently and took her from the door to the floor. He laid her
down gently.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked with concern,
disentangling himself from her body and straightening up.

She smiled and stretched like a cat in the
sun.

“Yes, and it was
won
derful,” she
purred.

A languid smile curled his lips. “Sorry I
couldn’t go for longer—it’s been a while.”

“That’s nice to hear.”

“What, that I couldn’t go for long, or it’s
been a while?”

Krista just smiled. He returned her smile as
his eyes drifted down her body. Krista’s legs were still open with
her dress around her hips. His eyes stopped on her exposed woman
parts and his hunger stirred to life again.

“What happens now?” Sean asked, his eyes
still on her open legs.

“You take a mini break, and then put your
cock back into me,” she answered boldly.

His eyes got wide and he looked up. He was
about to make a comment, probably about her language, when he met
her eyes and his breath hitched. She was feeling reckless. So many
years of being a scared little rabbit, being afraid of any sort of
roughness, being afraid to really explore her sexuality for fear it
would be used against her—she felt like breaking out. And with him,
she could. She also knew he would go with the flow. She knew he
would forgive her flaws as she strove for climax.

Without changing position, Krista reached up
and gave the top of her dress a small yank. Out toppled her
breasts. She ran her hand along them as she surveyed her partner.
His breath was coming fast again; his chest heaving as his eyes
were drawn to her nudity. His slick manhood was growing before her
eyes, popping up the shirt that lay on top of it.

“Lick my nipples,” she commanded.

Sean’s mesmerized eyes glued to her chest.
She closed her eyes as she felt his tongue and lips close around
her constricted nipple. Her skin erupted in bumps as his rough hand
glided over her other breast.

Suddenly she couldn’t stand it anymore. She
sat up and pushed him back to a sitting position. She hastily took
off his jacket as he sucked on her neck. She wanted him inside her
with fierce determination, but she also wanted to feel those pecks
rubbing against her hard nipples.

She tried the first button, got it open as
his head pushed her torso back and found a nipple. He sucked hard,
causing spikes of pleasure to pierce her. In desperation, she took
two handfuls of his shirt and ripped it open. Buttons went
everywhere as white broke free to expose tanned flesh. She cleared
the last of the cloth from his chest and pulled his pants down so
nothing was in the way of his large, rock hard erection. In a flash
she had her body poised over him, his hands spread across her back.
She sat down forcefully and the world exploded in color.

Sean groaned. His hands convulsed to her
butt, again letting her lead. There was no point in doing anything
else—he’d never felt sensations this acute with a woman. He didn’t
want to ruin it. She was way ahead of him, and all he could do was
hold on for dear life and ride the wave.

Krista struck up a fast rhythm, experimenting
with her body and his. He held her tightly with his eyes closed as
she dug her fingers into his large shoulders and rubbed herself
along his erection. He flinched when she dug in, then moaned when
she moved her pelvis in a circle, moving him within her to new
places; hitting new heights.

The feelings were so intense, and Krista was
so carefree in her expression of them, that she lasted about as
long as he did the last time. She came harder than ever before and
shuddered as she dug her face into his neck. She felt his answering
shudder. They came down together, wrapped in each other’s arms.

“What’s got into you?” he asked tiredly. “I
can’t keep up. It’s a first.”

“You did.
You
got into me, finally,”
she answered with a laugh.

Krista leaned her body back to find ground
again, but Sean had other ideas. Holding on to her with one hand,
bracing himself with the other, he got up with her still wrapped
around his middle. He was still inside her. It felt like he didn’t
want to sever the connection just yet. She wholeheartedly
agreed.

“I bet they have a fantastic shower in this
suite. How long can we stay here?” Sean asked as he walked them,
awkwardly, to the bathroom.

“We have it all night.”

“Did you get a room with the intention of
seducing me? Because if so, you didn’t need to aim so high.”

Krista laughed at him and bit his neck. “No,
and I know. A field would have done for you.”

They walked into the giant bathroom. There
was a shower with glass walls and door, a giant, separate tub, a
double sink, and a vanity. Everything was marble.

“Wow,” Krista said as Sean put her down.

“Bath or shower?” Sean asked, surveying the
scene.

“Bath, obviously.”

Sean surveyed Krista, then looked down at
himself. “Well, your dress is in one piece, though I owe you some
new undies.”

“You can buy your own shirt. You make more
money than I do.” Krista slipped out of her dress. “Can you dim the
lights somehow?”

Sean dimmed the lights to low. If there had
been candles, it would’ve been perfect. Candles and some bubble
bath, actually. Sean turned around and ran his eyes over Krista’s
naked body.

“You like it hotter than I do, so why don’t
you deal with the water,” Sean said as he ran his fingers over her
breasts. He bent and touched his lips to hers. His kiss was slow
and sweet, completely the opposite of earlier.

“I’ll get us drinks,” he said after he broke
contact.

Krista ran the water and climbed in as the
tub was filling. There were jets, which meant relaxation was
inevitable. She wouldn’t have thought that was possible this
weekend, but she was willing to give it a try.

Sean came back. He had a scotch for himself
and what looked like a Cosmo for her—he’d always been a better
bartender. He put the drinks next to the tub and surveyed the
scene.

“Krista, have I ever told you how beautiful
you are?”

She expected to see his manhood swell and his
eyes get lusty, but instead he seemed calm, serene almost.

“Get in. You look cold.”

Sean smiled that secret smile of his that let
her know the wheels were turning and he was already way ahead of
her. He only smiled like that when it concerned her, though. She
wondered what he was thinking.

“Lean forward, hog,” Sean said with a laugh
in his voice.

She leaned forward for him to climb in behind
her. “Call me beautiful one second, then a pig the next.”

Sean tucked his long legs around her and
pulled her back against him.

“Just call it like I see it.” He sighed and
slipped his arms around her waist in the hot water.

“Want to turn on the jets?” Krista asked.

“Sure, where is the switch?”

“No, I meant do you want jets? I can switch
it on—the buttons are by our feet.”

“Sure.”

After Krista hit every wrong button, she
finally got the jets up and running. She leaned back against Sean’s
body. His arms immediately snaked around her, holding her
tight.

Chapter Twenty-Six

“So how did the weekend go for you?” Krista
asked.

“Great, actually. Except, now I am in the
hole financially. I even have to pay out the admin people $500.
Thanks for that.”

“It got us a ‘W’ didn’t it?”

“Hmmm.”

“Speaking of admin people, Marcus was saying
that he thought you hired Janice because she was older and no one
would think you were
doing
her. You know, before this
weekend, that is.”

There was a deep rumble of laughter in Sean’s
chest. “Did he?”

Krista waited for a real answer, and got
none. She glanced behind her and saw that Sean’s head was leaning
back against the tub with his eyes closed and a small smile on his
lips.

Krista leaned back against his shoulder as
she asked, “Did you?”

“Honesty?”

“Always.”

“Always, huh? Hmmm.”

That sounded ominous. She let it go.

“I did want to hire someone that would dispel
any rumors. I knew everyone would wonder. Even if you didn’t,
everyone else would be talking about it. You are only oblivious for
so long. And I didn’t want to muddy the waters with you. That was
before I realized getting you back would be a lot harder than I
anticipated. How’s that for honesty?”

Krista kept quiet. Deep down, the waters were
still muddy as far as she was concerned. It wasn’t him sleeping
with others that bothered her the most. It was that he could let
her go if it suited him, and keep her away for years to meet his
ends. Hiring an assistant that was not young and hot was a far cry
to mending the bridge over their problems.

Sean’s chest inflated, then deflated in a
classic McAdams’s sigh. “But Janice is the best. I interviewed
quite a few applicants of all creeds. Female, male, hot, ugly,
tall, short, fat, anorexic, you name it. Had them all do tests and
all that. Janice was a legend. She was also expensive.

“You’ll notice that all the other regions
have two assistants. One is generally older, the other younger and
good looking. Marcus was telling me that in the administrative
competitions, the older ones were all competing against each other
in skill, the younger in physical stuff and attention. Janice was
the best, of course.”

“Of course,” Krista said with candor.

“But Marcus wasn’t the worst. I guess he was
actually tied for second worst. That’s saying something when he
hasn’t done anything administrative in his life. Anyway, I cut out
one hire and spent half that money to get someone better. I still
came out ahead and Janice isn’t overloaded. Not even close.”

“She’s not great with computers.”

“She’s not as good as you or me, no. But she
is pretty good. Far from a hindrance.”

“So she’s paid the best in the regions. Am I
paid the worst?”

Krista was springing it on him, it was true.
She wasn’t giving him a chance to frame the answer to play
nice.