Davenport Harbor (Six Degrees Book 3) (23 page)

Carefully, he pushed my head down, and I took him further, my eyes watering, but I wasn’t nervous. Wasn’t scared. I trusted him. My own body was getting off on what we were doing, on feeling the wetness on my thighs, my core dripping.
God, I want him. I need him.
As if reading my thoughts, he pulled me up his body, and now I was straddling him, slipping right on top of him.

His tip grazed my entrance, our eyes met, and I saw the hesitation in his eyes, but my need was so much greater that I lowered myself down without a second thought. He was larger than anyone I’d ever had, and it had been a while, but even then, I was so slick I couldn’t help but close my eyes at how great he felt inside of me as I gasped for air, trying not to wince from the bite of pain. His body moved in a flash. Sitting up, never losing our connection, his arms wrapped around my naked torso and held me close, my legs going around him.

“
Shit,
”
he cursed, his head falling into the crook of my neck, mine doing the same into his,
“
Did I hurt you? You didn
’
t let me prepa
—”

“
Shh
…”
I whispered, my own hand around his head, holding him closer to my body,
“
I
’
m okay.
”
My voice was shaky,
“
You feel so good, John. Please.
”

“
I got you.
”
His voice was hoarse in my ears, his stubble tickling my skin. I closed my eyes, wrapping myself tightly around him, knowing he had me. Trusting he
’
d take me where my body was yearning to go.

Slowly and almost quietly, our bodies rocked back and forth, in and out of one another with nothing but the sound of our whispered words and soft moans and grunts. Not once did we lose full contact. He filled and stretched me exquisitely. Our skin was hot to the touch and slick with sweat. We kissed deeply and slowly. Our lips didn’t stop touching, even when we slightly parted to breathe or to softly tell each other naughty things.

Once again, John Davenport was a man of his word. He savored me, at the same time allowing me to savor him. Our bodies were in sync in a way that was breathtaking and beautiful. Our bodies reached higher and higher, climbing a spiral of need.

Like in some cheesy romance novel, we unraveled at the same time. I
’
d never once experienced an orgasm simultaneously with someone. Needless to say, sex with Blake during our good times had been hit and miss and had only worsened as our relationship deteriorated.

But it was different with John. Our orgasms hit us at the same time with our eyes hooded and our gazes connected to one another. We were breathing the same air as we kept our eyes pinned to each other. The only sound in the room was our chanting of each other's names as we fell together into the abyss, freefalling into an ocean of pleasure and fulfillment. Waves of pleasure crashed over me once and then again unlike anything I had ever felt, sweeping through me and coursing right back into him. We didn’t move even after our orgasms ended. We stayed connected, our bodies deliciously wrapped up in one another's arms, my face in the crook of his neck, his lips on my bare shoulder.

His face moved, the stubble on his chin making me shiver. His smoldering gaze was mesmerizing. I kissed him lightly and a surge of emotion moved through me so deeply, that I only had two choices: embrace it or let the feeling freak me out and push him away. I didn
’
t think too long to decide on what I was going to do.

I embraced it. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, my breasts pushing against his chest, my lips touching his softly.

“
That was amazing,
”
I whispered and he smiled.

“
To say the least, Kitten.
”
A look of concern fell over him.
“
Did I hurt you?
”

“
No.
”

“
You should have let me
—”
I pushed up slightly, rolling my hips into him, feeling his thick cock twitch inside me.

“
I
’
m okay.
”
I smiled at him, holding my hands to both sides of his face.
“
It has been a little while since I
’
ve done this.
”

“
I don
’
t want to move out of you.
”
His dark eyes burned into my soul in a way that I knew I could easily fall in love with him, if I hadn
’
t already.

“
Then don
’
t.
”

“
You are tempting me.
”
His voice sounded as if he might be talking about something else, but before he could finish his sentence, his phone rang and he sighed, his head falling back onto my shoulder.

“
Your phone,
” I prompted,
disappointment clear in my voice.

“
Yeah.
”
His voice sounded husky as his lips kissed and nipped my shoulder.

“
I should get off of you.
”
Placing my hand on his shoulder, I started to lift, but before he slipped out of me, his hand moved to my hips, pushing me back down.
“
John,
”
I gasped in surprise at how hard he still was.

“
Not yet,
”
he scowled,
“
Right here, right now.
”
His hand pushed my hair out of my face. His eyes were tender, making me feel like he could see right through me.
“
Kitten, this
…
.I
’
m not ready to lose you.
”
His Adam
’
s apple bobbed slightly, and I cupped his face, my lips a hairsbreadth away.

“
You won
’
t.
”
I wasn’t sure if he meant losing my body or if he meant something deeper. I just knew that something about him made me want to hold on tightly.

“
Ride me,
”
he commanded again, his eyes assessing me,
“
Don
’
t lose me, Anne. Keep me inside you while you ride me,
”
his instructions were clear. I bite my lower lip and nodded.

John

She was going to kill me, and I didn
’
t give a shit. Watching her bite that lower lip as she moved up and down my hard shaft, I pressed my hands into the flesh at her hips. I needed to be careful. I didn
’
t want to bruise her, but the idea of my mark on her skin spurred something primal inside me.

Her sweet warmth held my dick like a vice. My name fell from those beautiful lips in hushed whispers. I kissed her bare shoulder and pushed harder, deeper, and as her speed picked up, I started to feel her tighten around me.

“
Kitten
…” I felt
a familiar tightening as I held her close with my arm around her waist and started to meet her, thrusting up into her.
“
Touch yourself. Get there,
”
I ordered, sliding my hand into her silky tresses. Our breathing was heavy, inhaling the scent of sex and need in the room. I sucked on her shoulder, biting into it lightly. Taking my mouth off, seeing the purplish mark on her skin from my mouth, I felt like pounding on my chest.

“
Kitten,
”
I growled as everything tightened. I tried to fight my own release, but she contracted around me. Her hushed moans and the bite of her nails on my shoulders made me lose my fight. It was futile, and I couldn’t help but let go. My own release was powerful as I emptied myself inside of her for the second time this morning.

Her head was leaning back in my hands as I watched her catch her breath, a sweet sexy grin on her sated face. I groaned when she constricted around me, squeezing me. Her hazy stare met mine, and the smile she gave me made everything inside me feel warm.
What is it about her?

My phone rang again, and I tried to ignore it. Kissing her, I leaned my forehead against hers, closing my eyes as I breathed in deeply. The scent of her skin and the warmth of her body were beyond description.

Heaven.

Pure beauty.

My heart beat harder at the realization of why she was different. Why everything seemed brighter, better around her. Why even breathing was easier to do when I was close to her. Looking at her staring back at me as my hands played with the tips of her dark hair, I felt my chest clench.

It was as if I was looking at my beautiful Anne for the first time. She was who I thought didn
’
t exist. She was the one who I feared I might one day meet.

She was my one.

John

We’d got caught up so heavily with our morning activities that I
’
d lost my mind and hadn
’
t used a condom. I had come inside of her tight silken heat twice and now, sitting in my home office, staring out the window, I didn’t know how to ask her if she was on the pill or if she would like me to get her the morning after pill. The thought of picking up a Plan B for her made my stomach tighten. I didn
’
t know what I was more scared of: her wanting to have me procure one or the consequences of her not getting it. A knock snapped me out of my deep thoughts. Anne was standing at the doorway wearing denim shorts that made her legs look a mile long, and a black ribbed tank top.

“
Hey.
”

“
Hey, you okay?
”

“
Yeah,
”
she looked behind her, biting her nail. I watched intently as she turned back to me,
“
I ummm
…
well this morning
…”
She was frowning and nervous and it made me feel like an asshole. I was a man. I should have manned up and brought this up.

“
Come here, Kitten,
”
I told her, patting my lap, and she walked towards me. Once she was in my reach, I pulled her onto my lap. I liked the way she curled up there.

The way she molded into my body. I more than liked it.

Swallowing hard, I looked at her and for a moment I thought about what she would look like swollen with my baby, what it would feel like making Zoey an older sister. My mind ran wild, seeing a hill full of little dark-haired kids with hazel-colored eyes, laughing and running around. The thought made my heart soften and dread sweep over me at the same time.

When you have everything, you have everything to lose.
Belle
’
s words about how people like us couldn
’
t afford to have a weakness repeated themselves inside my head, but as fast as they filtered through, they flew right back out. Looking at Anne, I told her.

“
I didn
’
t wear a condom.
”

“
No, you didn
’
t.
”

“
Twice,
”
I reminded her, and a pink tint spread over her cheeks. I caressed her face.
“
I
’
m clean. While I was in New York, I went to see my doctor.
”

“
I
’
m clean, too.
”
Her shoulders slumped in obvious relief, and I couldn
’
t find it in me to be offended. She knew about me and Belle
’
s girls.

“
Do you want me to go get the morning after pill?
”
I murmured, swallowing hard, watching her, her eyes meeting mine trying to read me.

“
Is that what
…”
she shook her head.
“
Don
’
t answer that. I just started my period. We
’
re okay. I should
…”
she tried to get off of my lap, but I held her close, pulling her chin towards me so that our eyes met.

“
No. I wouldn
’
t.
”
As terrifying as the idea was to me, I wasn't lying. Mossy green eyes flashed through my mind, and I shook the memory away.
“
Do you need anything?
”

“
Need anything?
”
Confusion filled her eyes and I smiled, kissing the side of her temple.

“
Tampons, pads, pain killers, chocolate?
”
I suggested and her face brightened.

“
I
…
well
…
.would you, really?
”

“
Yes. I would,
”
I told her seriously. I knew there were men who were embarrassed about that sort of thing. I wasn
’
t one of them.

“
Tampons would be good, if you really don
’
t mind.
”
Her beautiful face was still flushed with embarrassment and I kissed her lips,
“
I have cash in the guest house.
”

“
That
’
s nice, Kitten, but you aren
’
t paying. I don
’
t mind going at all. I
’
ll head out in ten minutes. Stay in the main house while I
’
m gone.
”
Her eyes narrowed, a little fear creeping into them.

“
Nothing
’
s the matter. I’d just like to know you are safe,
”
I told her the truth. Blake Downey wouldn
’
t hurt her or Zoey. He
’
d never breathe the same air as them again if I had anything to do with it.

“
Okay,
”
she sighed.

Anne

I watched John walk into the kitchen just as I finished adding powdered sugar to the French toast with a side of strawberries, two grocery bags in one of his hands and a bouquet of sunflowers in the other.