The Keys to Jericho (107 page)

Authors: Ren Alexander

BOOK: The Keys to Jericho

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Squinting at from the sun, I frown. “He told me you went. What a prick.”

“No. I didn’t feel like it. I was sick over you.”

“I was sick, too. I couldn’t eat or sleep. All I wanted to do was get drunk and not think of you, especially you with him.”

“Why? You were jealous of Dash?”

I roll my eyes and sigh. “Yeah. I was.”

“It’s true then? You really did like me?” She hides her grin by taking a sip of her champagne.

“
Like
you? I was painfully in love with you, Kat. Even more so now, if you couldn’t tell. You almost killed me this morning.” I bite my lip and inhale a salty breath, thinking how that could’ve played out differently.

“Because of my sleep paralysis? I should’ve told you. I just didn’t think of it. I thought maybe it wouldn’t happen again since it had been so long. I’m sorry.”

I nod. “I thought I lost you. I survived it once, but I can’t do it again.”

“You won’t have to. We’ll always be together. I love you, Jared.” Kat leans over the beach bag to kiss me, and holding my glass against my leg, I tilt to meet her lips.

Before we kiss, I say, “And I love you, Kit Kat.”

We kiss, but she abruptly pulls away and grins. “You know Dash predicted we’d be doing this, don’t you?”

“What? Drinking on a beach or the kissing on a beach?”

“No. Well, I guess, yeah, all of it in a way. He said we’d get married and laugh about everything on our honeymoon.”

“He did?”

“Yeah. He did. What do you think about that?”

“Thank God for Dash Calder.” I laugh and lift my glass. “Don’t tell him I said that shit.”

Kat laughs, but then looks to the water, frowning. “In all the chaos, I didn’t even get you a gift. I’m sorry.”

“I didn’t get you anything, either.”

“This trip!”

“It’s for both of us.” When she continues to sulk at the water, I pull her chin to me and laugh. “Seriously? You didn’t get me anything? You gave me
you
. Your love is my gift from you. That’s
all
I’ve ever wanted. So, thank
you
.”

She smiles and shrugs. “I’m nothing special. Just a girl who was hopelessly pining for you.”

“Well, I was the boy hopelessly pining for you right back.”

Kat pushes up on my Colts hat and leans in to kiss me, making the humming sound against my lips, which instantly goes to my dick.

Pulling away too soon, Kat sits back, and I take a drink. She asks, “What’s next for us?”

I swallow my mouthful of champagne and say, “We start our life together. Whatever roads we take, we take together. Partners for life, right?”

Kat’s eyes glitter and she nods. “For life. Are you ready for it?”

“I’m ready for anything with you, Kit Kat.”

“Good. Because I’m ready to make love to my husband.”

Lifting my glass, I shrug at the waves crashing near our feet. “I don’t know. I’m not really feeling it at the moment.” I’ve been
feeling it
since the day I met her.

Reaching over, she grabs my T-shirt and says, “Let’s cut the bullshit. You. Me. That bed. Now.”

I dramatically sigh. “This ball and chain life is rough.”

Letting go of my shirt, her hand goes to my inner thigh as she smirks. “And you like it rough.”

Hurriedly finishing off my drink, I stand and pick up the bottle, holding it in one hand with my glass, while offering her my other hand. “Come on, Kit Kat. I need to make love to my wife.”

She grabs the beach bag and takes my hand. “Again and again…”

I tug her to me, and whisper, “And that’s only the beginning.”

Kat kisses me and says, “Fuck yeah, it is, baby. Just the beginning.”

I awake to a hand fondling my dick and I jump, automatically pushing it away before opening my eyes to the sunlight blinding me.

The hand sneaks between my legs again, urging me to awaken. “Good morning. This is your wakeup call.”

As I grow hard from her suggestion, I cover her hand with mine and groggily ask, “Oh, yeah?”

“Uh-huh. Your wife wants you to fuck her. Hard.”

I force a yawn. “Again? Jesus.”

Kat nods against the back of my shoulder. “I plan on being on your cock most of this week.”

I shake my head as our hands bob up and down me. “You
are
a greedy bitch.” Her fingers drag my hand with hers, over my cock, and then down to my balls, making me groan.

She sighs. “Okay. If you don’t want to…”

Her hand disappears and she rolls away, but I instantly roll over, grabbing her by the hip. “Oh, no you don’t.”

Kat pushes on my hand. “Go back to sleep.”

Snatching her hand, I pull it behind her to my erection. “Look what you did to me. You need to take care of it now.”

“Maybe later.” She giggles into her pillow and releasing her hand, I slide mine between her legs, pushing my fingers into her.

“I think you need a refill.”

She stutters, “Nope. I’m fine.”

Climbing on top of her, looking down at her back, I push my cock against her ass. “But
I’m
not. I want more of my wife, so I’m going to fuck you right now, Kitty Kat.”

Flipping her hair to the side, she asks, “How are you going to fuck me?”

Grabbing her left hand with mine, our rings clash and the metallic reminder makes me smile. I push her legs apart with my knees and whisper, “Like this.”

“Why is that? Because you own me?”

Leaning down, I say, “Because I’m obsessed with you, Mrs. Beckett.”

She whimpers, “I’m obsessed with you, too, Mr. Beckett. For life, Jared.”

“For life, Kit Kat.”

I always keep my fucking word.

I know she will, too.

About the Author

Ren Alexander lives outside Detroit, Michigan with her husband, two daughters, and cat. Originally from Wheeling, West Virginia, she has a degree in criminal justice from West Liberty University, where she also took a creative writing course. She always dreamed of being a writer, but never thought she could actually do it.

The Keys to Jericho
is her fourth novel.

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Catch Hadley Beckett’s story in Ren’s Wild Sparks series, which takes place alongside
The Keys to Jericho
.

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Daring the Wild Sparks

Igniting the Wild Sparks

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