Unsurpassed (8 page)

“Up,” he ordered, pointing toward the headboard until Aubree
obeyed. Climbing onto the mattress, Drew straddled her hips pinning her in
place. “Do you trust me?” At her nod, a shout of satisfaction rang through his
head. He ran his hands up her body forcing her arms above her head. “Hang onto
the headboard, baby, and don’t let go.”

Aubree wrapped her fingers around one of the oak rungs
without question. He twisted the material around her wrist before securing her
hands to the wood. She could easily escape the knot, but he hoped she would
play along. Her eyes were slightly unfocused and her nipples were hardened into
tiny beads. The picture of feminine lust she painted was every man’s dream.

“I’ve spent every night since we met wondering what you
sound like when you come.” Dipping his head, he sucked her nipple into his
mouth, flattening his tongue over it once before pulling away again and adding,
“Let’s find out.”

Shifting positions until he was on his knees with her open
thighs draped across his, Drew traced the seam of her cunt with the tips of his
fingers before spreading her pussy lips wide. Aubree was dripping. She
whimpered as he pressed two fingers inside coating them with her juices. A
growl rose in his throat when her warm channel squeezed the digits.

“Damn, you’re tight. I’m going to need you relaxed and ready
if you’re going to accept me.”

“Ready now,” she gasped out causing him to bite back an evil
grin.

“No,” he argued, using her moisture to circle her clit.
“You’re still fighting me and trying to anticipate my next move.” Without
warning, he pushed past the tight ring of muscles in her ass. She moaned and
writhed at the intrusion. “You’re so fucking responsive. It makes me want to
try a thousand things at once.”

Drew was feigning a patience he didn’t truly possess. His
dick beat a drum pattern against his navel and he could feel the blood pounding
through it. The force of Aubree’s reactions to his caress made him want to drag
out the experience. He couldn’t get enough. It was addicting.

“Please, Drew?”

His eyes fell closed as he savored the sound of his name
falling from her lips in the perfect tone of sexual need. Reluctantly, he
pulled away. Leaning past her, he dug around in the bedside table once more.
This time, he came back with a few toys.

“I’m not going to leave you unsatisfied,” he promised.

He didn’t ask for her preference before slipping the anal
plug inside her. Aubree’s hips left the bed, but he wasn’t done. Spreading her
lips wide once more, he exposed the tiny bud hidden from sight. After turning
the vibrator to its highest speed, he pressed it against her. The muscles in
his stomach clenched in anticipation as she moved her hips in time with his strokes,
taking her pleasure from him. She threw her head back and gasped as the first
spasm hit. Drew couldn’t wait any longer. Tossing the toy aside, he buried his cock
inside her while her channel continued pulsing, allowing her pussy to milk him.
A sound he could only describe as carnal tore from her throat and he swallowed
it down, shoving his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on it greedily as he
rocked against her, making sure to grind down on her clit with each stroke.

It seemed no sooner had one spasm ended than a second round
began, taking Drew by surprise with the power of her muscles constricting
around his shaft. Aubree sank her teeth into his bottom lip, and his balls drew
up in expectation of release. Something shifted inside his chest as the hot jet
of semen shot from the head of Drew’s cock. His body was nothing more than a
mass of nerve endings focused solely on the sensation of possessing Aubree. Even
after the explosion passed, he couldn’t shake the feeling.

Her ragged breaths fanned across his cheek and her pebbled
nipples brushed his chest. Her inner thighs pressed against his hips as she
cradled him with her body. Tiny aftershock pulsations continued tugging at his
shaft. He was more than aware of every place she touched him. Pressing a kiss
to her jawline, he reluctantly pulled out. Her hips followed him as if she
fought to hang onto him. “Don’t worry. I’m not done with you,” he whispered
against her skin before pushing away from the mattress and heading for the
bathroom. He needed to get them both cleaned up, but Drew meant every word he
said. Aubree Holiday had sealed her fate by allowing him inside her. Now he’d
never be done.

Aubree lingered somewhere between awake and dreaming as she
rested in the cradle of Drew’s arms. She didn’t know how long she’d been dozing
off and on before his voice cut through the dark.

“You’re unlike any woman I’ve ever met before.”

The silence stretched on as she waited for Drew to say more.
When he didn’t, she asked, “How so?”

Coming up onto his elbow, he leaned over her. Realizing
sleep was lost to her, Aubree stared up at him as he brushed his knuckles along
her jaw. Drew’s eyes followed the motion with a tenderness she’d never believed
possible.

“You have bursts of extreme animation but for the most part,
you’re almost always quiet,” he explained. “Except for your eyes.” His gaze
moved to hers and she was ensnared. “Sometimes they have so much to say, I
can’t look away. I feel as if we have entire conversations without speaking a
word.”

It was true. She felt the same, and she found herself
admitting her secrets. “I’m always begging you to touch me in my mind and
hoping you’ll see it when I look at you.”

“You’re amazing,” he said, brushing his thumb over her
bottom lip before reaching down to swipe the covers from her nude body. Without
warning, he cupped her mound. “And I can’t seem to stop wanting you,” he added
as he stroked her inflamed flesh. Finding her tender nub, Drew rolled it
between his thumb and forefinger drawing a moan from deep inside her. Her focus
turned inward as she concentrated on the tingling of her pussy.

She groaned in protest when he withdrew his touch and licked
his fingers. His eyes fell closed as he seemed to savor her taste. When they
opened again, heat radiated from his stare. “I’m going to fuck you with my
tongue,” he warned. “And once you’re screaming my name, I intend to slip my
dick inside your tight pussy and ride out the waves.” She was on the verge of
orgasm with his words alone.

Dipping his head, he closed his mouth over her nipple and
Aubree whimpered in her need as his rough tongue pulled at the hardened point.
Clutching his head to her chest, Aubree closed her eyes and gave herself over
to the moment. Every place his lips touched seemed to have a direct line to her
pussy. By the time he stroked his tongue over her clit she was primed for
release. Digging her nails into Drew’s shoulders, she gasped as stars exploded
behind her eyelids. He moaned. The sound sent vibrations through her. She
pushed closer to his tongue, riding out the waves.

Crawling up her body, Drew reached over snagging a condom
from the bedside table. While holding her gaze, he ripped the gold package open
with his teeth. Aubree enjoyed every second of the show as he donned it. By the
time the blunt head of his cock was pressing against her entrance, she was
begging for it.

“Hurry. I want to feel all of you.”

His lips settled over hers as he pushed his way inside and Aubree
sucked in a sharp breath. All her longing came to the surface. She bit down
hard on the delicious bottom lip that constantly teased her with its
wickedness. He was perfect. There was no way she’d get to keep him. As the
champion, he could have any woman he chose. For tonight, he belonged to her. If
this was the only night she was ever going to have, she wanted to taste as much
of him as possible. Aubree was so wet she could hear it with every pump of his
hips. Ripping his mouth away, Drew buried his face against her neck.

“Fuck, Aubree. You have to come for me. I want to feel your
greedy cunt pulling at my cock. Come for me, now.”

Punctuating his words by reaching between them and circling
her tender nub, Drew sent her over the edge again. With her focus on the tingling
and pulsing of her pussy, she barely noticed the tightening of his muscles as
his body tensed. Drew cursed heavily when his orgasm hit. He crushed her
beneath him. Aubree could barely breathe underneath his full weight. She didn’t
care. She memorized every dip and valley of his back as she ran her hands over
his skin. He was so much more than every fantasy she’d ever had, and this was
one she wanted to keep.

“Ho! Ho! Ho!” Aubree turned her head hiding her smile from
the tiny girl in the hospital bed as Drew entered the room. Despite keeping her
gaze locked on the white dry erase board in front of her, he could tell from
the outline of her cheek she was holding back laughter.

She quickly finished writing a series of numbers on the
board and seemed to have pulled herself together by the time she turned around.
Her eyes shone as she cheered, “It’s Santa! He’s made a special trip to see
you, Trina.”

The little girl hid a shy smile as Drew claimed the chair
next to her bed. The stuffing at his stomach took some getting used to, and the
fake beard was hot as hell, but the smile on the kids’ faces had been worth it.

“I’m going to leave the two of you alone, but I expect you
to ask for something expensive since Santa can afford it.” Drew bit back a
laugh at Aubree’s words. She winked as she left the room.

“How are you today?” Drew asked as soon as they were alone.
Trina’s advance- stage cancer had left her little more than skin over bones and
chemo had stolen her hair. In spite of those things, she seemed strong if not a
little old for her ten years.

She ran her finger underneath the plastic I.D. bracelet on
her arm, keeping her eyes locked on the motion as she answered. “I’m okay.”

“Your nurse, Aubree, tells me you’ve been very good this
year, so I made a trip to see you. Do you have a special request?”

She kept up the nervous motion at her wrist. “I know you’re
not really Santa.”

This was different. “What makes you say so?” Drew asked,
hoping he didn’t spoil Christmas for Trina for the rest of her life.

“It’s Christmas Eve, so Santa is really busy, and that’s why
he sends his helpers out to talk to the kids.” Luckily, she didn’t appear to
need his confirmation on the matter, before asking, “Do I have to ask for
something for me?”

“Hmm, I don’t suppose so, but don’t you want a present for
yourself?”

Trina curled her nose as if thinking things over. “I’m not
really allowed to have many toys here since they absorb germs.” Her answer
broke Drew’s heart. Kids should have toys, and it was a shame Trina had to
accept that she couldn’t. “But it’s okay because I know what I want,” she added
sounding pragmatic.

“Hit me with your list.”

“It’s not for me,” she reminded him.

Smiling at her motherly tone, he reassured her. “I’ll do my
best.”

“I’d like for Aubree to get some happiness for Christmas.”

Drew’s heart stopped at Trina’s request. “Aubree isn’t
happy?”

“She is for part of the day,” Aubree explained. “I think she
should be happy all day. She is very nice and I don’t like that man who is mean
to her.”

“There’s a man who’s mean to her?” Drew heard himself, but
he couldn’t stop. If something was going on with Aubree, he needed to know,
even if it meant questioning a child. Trina nodded while staring at the corner.
“Un-huh. He shows up every day. He’s very big,” she explained holding her arms
out wide to aid her description. “And he says lots of bad words to her. He says
she only cared about sick kids and not sick old people then he calls her ugly
names. I don’t like him, and it’s not true. Aubree cares about everybody, even
the mean nurse who doesn’t let me watch anything except the educational
channel.”

Drew gripped the arms of the chair until his knuckles
protested. “Does he do anything else?” Even to his ears, Drew’s voice sounded
hollow.

Trina went back to twisting her bracelet. “Yesterday she
said something and he got really mad. Aubree doesn’t know I can see her from
here with the door open,” Trina added shooting him a panicked look.

“Don’t worry,” he said attempting to sound soothing in spite
of his boiling blood. “I won’t say a word. What happened yesterday?”

Looking relieved, Trina dropped her gaze to her lap again.
“He said, ‘if you ask him to do it, he will. He’ll give you whatever you want,’
and Aubree told him no. She said, ‘Everyone uses Drew. I love him and I won’t
be like everyone else.’ His face turned scary and he pushed her against the
wall. It was really hard too because she hit her head.”

The edges of the room turned dark as Drew lost focus. He
would kill him. Max had been here terrorizing Aubree and she hadn’t said a
word. He’d put his hands on her. Max was a dead man. “If he goes away, Aubree
will smile again all day. Can you do it or am I wasting my Christmas wish?”

Every single word Trina spoke sounded as if it was coming
through a tunnel, but he nodded. “I definitely can,” he promised, and Trina
looked over at him, smiling. Clenching both arms of the chair to keep from
storming out, Drew forced his voice to remain level. “Are you sure there’s
nothing I can bring you for Christmas? I’ll take care of Aubree for free if
you’d like something as well.”

She scrunched up her face again as she answered. “If you
want to surprise me then I won’t complain about whatever you bring me.”

“You have a deal,” he said, coming to his feet. He tried
hard to move as slowly as possible even as his mind raced in every direction.

“It’s okay for you to hug me.”

In spite of his rage, Drew couldn’t help but be charmed by
the little girl as he leaned over and carefully hugged her. He was hyper-aware
of his strength in comparison to her frail body, but it was obvious she had
enough inner strength to make up the difference.

With a final wave, he headed out. As soon as he was out of
sight, he stormed from the building pulling off the hat and beard as he went.
It was time to take care of Max. Nobody touched his woman and lived to tell
about it.

Aubree peeked in Trina’s room and a hint of disappointment
set in when she realized she’d missed saying goodbye to Drew. “I see Santa has
already left.”

Trina nodded. “He is Santa, so he’s very busy today.”

Aubree pursed her lips to keep from smiling at Trina’s
matter-of-fact tone. She was convinced the girl was going to grow to be quite
the character. “Did you make sure to ask for lots of new stuff?”

“He’s going to surprise me.”

“Good choice,” Aubree agreed. “I like surprises.” Glancing
over she caught sight of the television. “Sheesh. Are you on the educational
channel again? Be a child, chickee,” Aubree ordered flipping it to the cartoon
channel as Trina giggled.

Despite her best efforts, Aubree spent the rest of the day
worrying. Even though she knew Drew had a lot to do, it wasn’t like him to
leave without saying anything. It niggled at the back of her mind making it
hard for her to concentrate. By the time she made it home that night, she
barely remember anything she’d done or said all day. When she heard Drew’s key
turn in the front door, she had to force herself to stay where she was, even as
the door closed behind him. Leaning her weight on one elbow on the kitchen
countertop, she flipped to the next page in the magazine and called out. “Hey
baby, I missed you when you left the hospital today.”

A shadow fell over the pages in front of her and the same
burst of happiness she always experienced when he was nearby ran through her.
“I had a few things to take care of. Isn’t this a tempting picture?” Drew’s
deep rumbling voice ran down her spine as his hands gripped her waist. “Do you
have anything on underneath this t-shirt?” Without giving her time to answer, he
added, “Wait. Is this my t-shirt?” He tugged at the collar, checking the size.
“It is. Damn, that’s sexy as hell.”

“It’s comfortable,” she complained with no real heat. She
wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and she was waiting for the moment he
discovered it. Gripping the counter on either side of her, he crowded her with
his body. Touching his lips to the back of her neck, he spoke against her skin.

“I’m not bitching. It makes me feel like I’ve marked my
territory.” Goosebumps covered her entire body and her nipples hardened as she
dropped her chin to her chest giving him more access to her neck. Her eyes
landed on his hands. His knuckles were split and blood still oozed from the
open wounds.

“Oh my gosh, Drew! Why didn’t you wrap your hands today?”
She grabbed him by the wrists, tugged him to the sink and shoved his hands
under the tap. Turning the water on, she leaned closer to his wounds. “What
were you thinking?” she asked when he didn’t say anything. “All it would take
is one fracture in the right spot to screw up your whole career.”

“Aubree.”

“I’m serious, Drew. You’d be crushed.”

“Aubree.”

“It would break my heart too because I know how much you
love it.”

“Aubree,” he said louder. Cutting off her tirade, Drew
pulled his hands away and switched the water off. Spinning her around, he
forced her to pay attention to him. As soon as she met his gaze, she realized
how serious he was, and she bit down on her tongue to keep from saying anything
else. “I’m going to get hurt,” he told her firmly. “I’m going to bleed and
bruise. It’s my job, but I can take it, and you have to trust me when I say I’m
okay.”

“You could wrap your damn hands,” she grumbled unable to
stop the words.

He smiled at her childish tone. “It won’t happen again. I
promise.” His smile fell and the solemn expression dropped back into place. “I
need to tell you something important.” She felt sick at his tone. If he was
done, then she really wished she had more clothes on.

Shoring up her courage, Aubree gave him a short nod. “Okay.”

Cupping her face between his hands, he held her stare while
keeping her in place as if he feared she would look away. He didn’t say
anything and her nerves were ready to snap as panic settled in her gut. “You’re
killing me, Drew.”

“I’m in love with you.”

“What?”

“I love you,” he said again. “Actually, it was pretty
instantaneous, which is a concept I always thought was a bit ridiculous, but
then I met you. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you or give you.”

“I don’t want anything else,” she said, cutting him off. Tears
pricked at the backs of her eyes, and she realized she was gripping his shirt
between her hands as if she’d been trying to physically hold him to her side.
Relaxing her hands, she smoothed them up his chest before circling his neck.

“Really? You don’t want anything else from me?” The
seriousness of his tone brought her fear back to the surface. “Because I want
things from you. I want you to love me in return.”

“I do,” she said without hesitation, but his expression
still didn’t change.

“I want you to want things from me, not because you know I
care so much for you I’ll give you whatever you ask for, but because you love
me and trust me enough to know I’ll take care of you. Please tell me you want
things from me too?”

The mixture of pain and honesty shining in Drew’s eyes was
killing Aubree. She didn’t want him to hurt because she’d held back in any way.
Nodding, she forced her teeth to unlock and allow her to speak. “I want to know
you’re never going to leave.”

“Thank God,” he said. Swooping in, he opened his mouth over
hers, overwhelming her. As his tongue brushed hers, she met him stroke for
stroke. Cupping her ass, he hauled her against his erection and tore his mouth
away. “Fucking hell. There’s nothing under this shirt. Don’t want to wait,” he
said, lifting her feet from the floor. She automatically wrapped her legs
around his waist. With a few short strides, Aubree found her back against the
wall. Proving his strength, Drew easily held onto her with one hand as he
reached over his head and pulled his shirt over his shoulders. She helped in
the effort. Aubree didn’t want a thing between her hands and his skin. Free of
his shirt, Drew tore at the button of his jeans and in a matter of seconds, his
shaft stretched her wide. The moment he was fully seated inside her, Drew froze
and held her stare. A flush covered his cheeks, causing the gray of his eyes to
stand out in stark comparison. He looked turned on and sexy but also filled to
the brim with emotion.

“You’re not wearing a condom,” she pointed out.

“Does it matter?”

The question gave her pause. She recognized they’d reached a
pivotal moment in their relationship. “Only if you don’t want children,” she
pointed out.

He rocked against her, stealing her breath. “I want it all
with you, kids, marriage, the whole thing.”

“You’re beautiful,” she said before she could stop herself. She
tightened her inner walls around his cock. “I think you could make me come by
doing nothing more than looking at me.”

“I’m always up for a challenge but tonight is not the
night.” Rolling his hips, Drew withdrew an inch before pumping inside her. The
friction of their bodies pulled at her clit and she dropped her forehead to his
shoulder focusing on the ecstasy pulsing through her. Staring down between
their bodies, she watched as the muscles in his stomach bunched and rolled. She
caught flashes of his dick, shining wet with her juices, as it moved in and out
of her. The smell of his skin, the sight of their joined bodies, and the direct
pressure to her most sensitive parts overloaded her senses. Drew growled as the
first spasms hit and her channel pulled at his cock greedily. She gasped as the
orgasm ripped through her, digging her fingernails into Drew’s skin and
attempting to cling to the feeling as long as possible. Pressing her weight
into the wall, Drew gripped her ass almost painfully with one hand as he buried
the other in her hair. Pulling her mouth to his, he sucked hard on her tongue
as he ground against her. A sound of pure male pleasure tore from his throat as
he came.

Aubree’s feet slipped to the floor and Drew held on until he
knew she was steady. The moisture rolling down the inside her thigh reminded
Aubree of how connected they now were. Drew snagged the hem of her shirt and
hauled the material over her head. Swiping the shirt up her thigh and between
her legs, he helped clean up the mess he’d made. Even with all the things
they’d done, it felt like the most intimate moment they’d ever shared. When
their gazes collided, Aubree knew Drew felt the same.