Worth the Wait (Picking up the Pieces #4) (26 page)

“What’s happening? What’s going on?” I rushed out when she grabbed her purse and began to dig around frantically.

“Allergic to shellfish,” she wheezed.

The white of her face quickly morphed into an angry purple-ish color. This was not good.
Not good
!

“EpiPen,” she choked out, still digging in her purse.

“Shit!
Fuck
!” I jumped from my chair so quickly it went flying into the table behind me, but I didn’t give a damn. I was on her side of the table in a flash, jerking the purse from her grasp and upending it onto the table, sending the contents scattering.

“Found it!” I shouted triumphantly, holding the pen up in the air like a goddamned trophy.

“In…”
wheeze
… “my…”
wheeze
… “thigh.”

“Shit, right!”

Popping the top off, I quickly stabbed the needle in Kenzie thigh and depressed the button, praying that she’d soon start to breathe normally again. That blue-ish color her face was turning couldn’t have been a good sign.

After a few seconds, she relaxed back in her chair and sucked in a deep breath.

Thank baby Jesus
.

The waiter came scurrying over in a panic. “Is everything all right?”

“Check, please,” I grumbled dryly.

I was officially calling it. I’d unknowingly almost killed my girlfriend twice in one night. It was safe to say that date night was a bust.

Poor Brett. He’d tried so hard to put together a romantic evening for the two of us, but it had just ended in disaster. After my near run-in with anaphylaxis, he’d insisted that I go to the emergency room. I tried convincing him that there was no need. The EpiPen had done the trick; I didn’t need emergency care, but he wasn’t hearing it.

We’d spent the remainder of the night at the ER, waiting to be seen by a doctor, just to be told four hours later that everything was fine. I just needed to rest and stay away from anything that could cause another allergic reaction.

Basically, the good old doc confirmed everything I’d already told Brett.

He gave me some strong meds to ward off the breathing issues the flowers had caused, so by the time we were in the Jeep on the way home, I was finally able to breathe through my nose again. Looking back on the night, I wanted to laugh. I mean, come on! It was funny if you really thought about it. But judging by the white-knuckle grip Brett had on the steering wheel and the ticking in his jaw, I knew laughing would have been a huge mistake. I’d just wait a day or two for him to finally see the humor in the situation.

But there was no doubt that I was filling the girls in on our epic date night as soon as friggin’ possible. I was positive they’d get a major kick out of it.

“I’m so sorry,” Brett mumbled for the gazillionth time. “Shit, beauty. I’m so fuckin’ sorry.”

“Honey,” I laughed. “It’s okay. Really. Years from now, we’ll look back on this night and laugh our asses off. This is the kind of story we’ll be able to tell our kids when they’re grown up. Mommy and Daddy’s very first date led to near-death and a trip to the emergency room.”

He didn’t say anything for a solid two minutes.

“Our kids?” he finally asked, his tone soft and filled with awe.

“Well…yeah. I mean, you already
told
me you were gonna propose one day, and that I’d be saying yes,” I joked. “And I already told you I’m cool with more kids.”

“You love me, beauty?” he asked in a ragged voice.

My own voice came out in a whisper. “You know I do, honey. I love you more than I ever thought possible.”

Finally, after all the drama of the night, I
finally
saw his lips quirk up in a grin. “Even though I tried to kill you…twice?”

There was my guy.

“Yes, even though you tried to kill me,” I giggled.

“You’re my other half, beauty. Without you, I’m not whole.”

“You make me whole, too, Brett,” I replied past the lump of tears that had quickly formed in my throat. “I wake up every day thanking God that he put you in my life.”

Reaching over the console, Brett took my hand and pulled it to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on each knuckle. “Love you, beauty.”

“Love you, too, honey.”

The rest of the car ride was spent in silence, our fingers entwined. There wasn’t a need for more words. We’d already said everything that needed saying.

I was having the best dream. Kenzie was on her knees in front of me, giving a gold medal worthy performance in oral skills. Jesus Christ, there was nothing sexier than when my beauty looked up at me with her gorgeous jade eyes as her plump lips stretched around my aching cock.

I was pulled from my slumber by the sound of a guttural moan, the vibrations shooting straight up my dick.

“Fuck me,” I groaned once the fog of sleep had lifted completely and I was able to see and feel what was happening perfectly.

Kenzie pulled away from me, releasing my hard-on with a loud pop. “In just a minute, honey. I want to taste you first.

My head fell back on a gasp as she swallowed as much of my hard length as possible. “Baby,” I managed to grind out between clenched teeth. “You gotta stop. The doc said you needed to rest.”

“I’ve rested enough. I want you.”

Not one to deny my woman’s wishes, I lay back, propping my hands beneath my head, the glow of the moon through the blinds giving me just enough light to make out the erotic sight of Kenzie’s head bobbing up and down between my legs. With each upward stroke, she hollowed out her cheeks, sucking me so hard the telltale tingles appeared at the base of my spine. It was by far the best blow job I’d ever had. But I didn’t want to come in her mouth. When I came, I wanted to be buried inside her, feeling her pussy squeezing me as she screamed my name.

“Baby, stop,” I panted. “I’m gonna come.”

She wasn’t deterred. At my words, she moved faster, her hand around the base of my cock moving up and down to meet her lips. Her wicked tongue flicked the underside of the head until I thought I was going to lose my mind.

Fuck me, I was so close.

“Don’t want to come in your mouth, beauty. I want you to ride me.”

That seemed to get her attention. Finally releasing me, I watched in wonder as she slowly crawled up my body until she was straddling my erection. The heat from between her legs as her wet pussy rubbed against me made my cock jerk.

“Ah,
fuck
, baby. I need to be inside you.”

Reaching between her thighs, she grabbed hold of my shaft, lining it up with her opening. Before I could even process what was happening, she lowered herself quickly, taking every inch of me in to her body with a deep moan. It was heaven. The only words to describe what being connected to Kenzie like this felt like were pure bliss.

“God, Brett,” she whimpered as her hips moved back and forth, up and down. The rhythm in which she fucked me was absolutely mind blowing. I was never going to get tired of this.

“That’s right, beauty. Fuck me. I want you to make yourself come all over my cock.

“Oh, yeah. Keep talking, honey.”

My girl, always so turned on by my dirty talk.

“You love my cock, don’t you, Kenzie?” I asked, knowing every word was sending her closer and closer to the edge.

“God, yes.”

“Your pussy’s so goddamned perfect, beauty. Never felt anything like you. So fuckin’ tight and wet.”

“I’m close,” she gasped, grinding down on me. I wanted to give her what she needed, but I couldn’t lay there helpless any longer. I needed to fuck her. I needed to pound into her until she felt me in every inch of her body.

Grabbing hold of her hips, I sat up, still buried inside her and shifted so she was on her back. She cried out at the movement as my dick pushed deeper into her.

“Oh, God,” she whimpered as I slammed my hips into hers at a relentless pace.

“Need you to come for me, beauty,” I panted as the tingle in my spine grew to an almost painful level. My balls drew up tightly and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I had zero self-control when it came to Kenzie. The desire I felt to mark every inch of her body was undeniable.

Lowering my head, I sucked one of her pretty pink nipples into my mouth, biting down just hard enough to make her entire body tremble.

“So close. God, Brett, I’m so close.”

My hand snaked between our bodies to where we were connected in the most intimate way, finding that tiny bundle of nerves. Knowing just what she needed to go flying over the edge, I pinched her clit between my index and middle finger as I fucked her. Seconds later her walls clamped around me as she yelled out her release, chanting my name like a prayer over and over. The vise-grip she had on my cock was too much; I couldn’t hold back my own orgasm any longer.

“
Kenzie
,” I shouted out loudly as I came so hard I thought the neighbors would be able to hear me. Three more thrusts was all it took to empty myself in her. For the love of everything holy, making love to Kenzie was no doubt going to be the death of me one day.

Once we caught our breaths, I rolled onto my back, making sure to keep us connected as I lay with her soft body on top of mine, basking in the afterglow of world class sex. My life couldn’t have been more perfect than it was at that very moment, Kenzie’s soft curves pressed against me, still buried deep inside Heaven.

Pure perfection.

Her breathing had slowed to the point that I thought she’d fallen asleep. That was, until she spoke, her words muffled as she nuzzled her face into my chest.

“I’m gonna marry you one day,” she whispered dreamily.

“I know, beauty.”

“One day soon.”

“Yeah,” I answered softly as my chest expanded at her words, causing me to tighten my grip on her. I never wanted to let her go.

“You make me whole, honey,” she told me on a yawn. “Love you.”

“I love you, too, Kenzie.” Then I followed her into a deep sleep with a smile on my lips and my girl wrapped in my arms.