Worth Waiting For (16 page)

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Kate’s body and soul
tingled with sensation. She could declare herself happy even after all the
recent setbacks. The music evening had been a huge success. Brock had just seen
Mikey out to his car. The singer was probably on his way to his hotel room.

Brock walked back
inside, didn’t say a word, but merely lifted Kate up in his arms and made his
way up the stairs with her.
“Told you I’d do this at some
point.”

She ran her hand down
the side of his cheek. He hadn’t told her how he managed to belong to the same
club as a superstar and have him as a friend, but that would have to wait until
later, because she wanted him to make love to her all night long.

He kicked her bedroom
door open with his foot, walked her to the bed, and placed her gently down upon
it.

Brock knelt beside
her, reached under her dress, and pulled her panties down. He threw them over
his shoulder before running both hands up her legs to her thighs and hitching
her dress up until it bunched around her waist.

Kate had enjoyed two
glasses of wine earlier and was feeling dreamy, sleepy almost, and oh yeah,
relaxed and uninhibited, too.

He kissed her mound
while running his hands up and down her legs.

She turned her head
to one side and let out a sigh of relief when his fingers made a zigzag pattern
through her pubic hair.

He tugged on the full
strands.

Wow, even a little
thing like that felt good.

His index finger
found her clit. Brock tapped it and then playfully massaged the throbbing nub.
“You are so pretty down here,” he said, spreading her wide open with his thumb
and forefinger.

Kate sensed a bead of
juice was slipping from her as Brock slid his finger deep inside her. She sat
up, resting the weight of her body on her arms. She wanted to watch him
tonight. Not only did she want to feel what he was doing to her, she wanted to witness
it firsthand.

Brock slid his finger
out and back in to her curls.

Her pussy gripped it,
and she squeezed her ass cheeks.

His middle finger
joined the first.

Kate lifted her butt
and pressed both cheeks together as he plunged hard and deep. She took a deep
breath as she saw her cream covering the top of his hand.

“Relax and enjoy it,
Kate.”

She raised her hips
up into the air to meet with his finger fucks. Kate gave tiny thrusts toward
his finger and felt them graze her G-spot on every other one. Dear God, it was
taking her breath away. She was seeing shooting stars and….

Kate collapsed back
down, throwing her right forearm across her eyes. Orgasms couldn’t get any
better than that. But maybe they could? With Brock, anything was possible.

He scooted up the bed
and yanked her dress over her head. She hadn’t worn a bra again, so once she
was naked, he began to strip. He threw everything to the side of the bed. Brock
ran his hands over each of her breasts before squeezing them.

This time around she
wanted him to fuck her while she was on her belly. “Baby, this way,” she said,
turning over.

Brock let her roll to
her stomach. He kissed the nape of her neck, ran his hand down her spine with
one finger, by the feel of it. He made almost painfully erotic circles on her backside,
then let his finger graze her crack, downward over her anus, and then into her
slit.

As he pushed his cock
inside her, he grabbed her hands, brought her arms up above her head, and held
them there.
 
He began a steady, seductive
rock that sent the tip of his cock deep inside her sex.

She rested her right
cheek on the pillow. He was taking her to heaven.

Brock’s thrusts got
faster, deeper, and more urgent. He let his hands drift down the length of her
arms to rest along the sides of her breasts. He stroked them and the
combination of that sensation, along with what was going on in her pussy, made
her quiver.

Kate raised her butt
up on each of his thrusts as he leaned forward, taking her over the edge. She
made fists and pounded the bed as her climax hit.

His breath was close
to her ear, tickling the tiny hairs inside it. It was warm, seductive, and his
legs convulsed as his own climax took hold.

She felt a welcome
gush inside her, timed to Brock’s ragged breathing.
 

“I—I love you, Kate.”

Chapter Thirteen

She turned over, and
he kissed her before they both got under the covers and snuggled in close. She
hadn’t responded, hadn’t said a word.

He’d never told a
woman he loved her before and he’d expected her to say she loved him straight
back, but she hadn’t.

“I love you, too.”

She finally said it.
He smiled.
Brock Dolan in love.
He should phone the old man and tell
him.
Hell, send out a press release.
“You
tired?” he asked.

“Beat, but before I
close my eyes you have to tell me how you know a famous person. Oh and when you
told me you’d slept with that actress, you weren’t kidding, were you?”

He shook his head.

“You’re rich, aren’t
you?
A millionaire in disguise?”

“Well, sort of. My
father’s the rich guy. I’m the rich guy in training.”

“So what are you
doing here?
The boat, fixing it, everything?”

“It’s a long story.
Kinda
strange,
too.”

“Oh Brock, what are
you doing with me? I mean you’ve been out with an actress and—”

He put his index
finger on her lip. “Let me say you are one hundred times better than Miranda
Gibbs.”

“You don’t have to
say that.”

“I do because I
really mean it. Your body’s all original.” He grinned.

“Well, at least
that’s nice to know. So you’re a rich guy in training. I want to hear the whole
thing.”

Brock snuggled into
her. “Like I said, it’s long story.”

“We have all night.”

“Know anything about
the Dolans of Boston?”

“No, but I’m guessing
by your last name you’re one of them, and you’re a filthy rich family.”

Brock nodded. “
Grandpops
started the business, Dad took over, and I’m a
Dolan in waiting, I guess.”

Kate rolled over onto
her belly and put her hand on his chest. “So why did you buy a rundown old boat
and have to come work for me?”

“You have to
understand that my father is a bit eccentric, very old-school. He thought I’d
been partying too much, so he’s sent me on a test.”

“A
test?”

Brock nodded. “He gave
me five grand, and told me I had to fend for myself for six months.”

“Or
what?”

“Or I forfeit my
right to run the company and that honor will go to my two step-brothers.”

“Hmm, I take it your
mother died or divorced your dad.”

“Mom passed away when
I was ten and dad remarried when I was thirteen. My stepmom’s a sweetheart, but
if she would have arrived in Dad’s life without twin sons I would have been a
lot happier. Well, they’re not that bad but they always seem so perfect.”

“Any
real siblings?”

“None.”

Kate flipped over
onto her back. “Jeez, you’re filthy rich and what must you think of me,
drowning in debt. Even my parents’ home must have seemed like a little hole in
the wall, and tuna noodle casserole, for Christ’s sake.”

Brock turned over and
held her. “Hey, I didn’t give any of that a second thought. I love you, love
your family. You’re all so real. Sometimes being around the rich and famous is
boring for me.”

“Boring?”

“Yeah, all people
ever talk about is money. It’s all about one-upmanship, who’s got the biggest
car, boat, or house. I hate it at times.” He wrapped his arms around her and
pulled her in closer. Her body felt slightly chilled so he ran his hands up and
down her arms. “I think it’s one of the things I love so much about you. You’re
down-to-earth. You’re real, and not phony, Kate.” He kissed her left cheek.

“So when you pass your
test, you’ll be leaving here?”

“Yes, but that won’t
be the end of us.”

“Brock, I live here
and you have your rich life someplace else.”

“You ever hear of a
thing called a car?”

“I’ll miss you.”

“Honey, I’ll miss you
too, but maybe you can sell this place and open a Sunsets in
Boston
.”

“I couldn’t afford
Boston
.”

“I can help set you
up there.”

Kate turned over
quickly and looked at him. “No. I don’t ever want you to do that.” She looked
angry, annoyed.

“Okay, Ms.
Independence
.”

“I mean it, Brock. I
can make my own way.”

He leaned over and
kissed her before she could say anything more.

“And sex isn’t going
to change my mind,” she said.

He burst out laughing
and then she joined in.

She rolled on her
side again, and Brock lifted her up and on top of him. She ran her hands over
his chest.

His excited cock
sprang up and smacked her ass. “I’m all out of condoms,” he said. “So don’t get
me all worked up.”

“I told you, you can’t
get me pregnant.”

“And you trust me
enough to go bare inside you?”

“Yeah,
if you trust me enough.”

“Okay, get me all
worked up, lady.”

She leaned over and
kissed him before letting the very top of her fingertips run down his chest and
then his belly. She slid farther down his legs and squeezed his balls.

No one had ever done
that before, and he liked it. It sent heat into his cock and up his stomach.

Kate ran her finger
around the top of his shaft, and it sent tingles all over his body.

He closed his eyes.
Soon he’d be inside Kate without any barriers between them.

Her mouth went to his
dick.

God,
that
felt so wonderful.

She licked and
sucked, took him deep.

He lifted his backside
and gave tiny thrusts into her mouth. He didn’t want her taking him too far
because he wanted to explode inside her. “Kate, that’s enough. Roll onto your
back.”

She let his cock slip
out of her mouth and eased onto the bed next to him.

Brock got up and
spread her legs. Her folds and pussy were glistening and looked so inviting. He
held his dick and pushed it gently inside her, enjoying every second of being
condom-free. “I have to tell you, Kate, I’ve never been inside a woman without
being sheathed. I’m so glad you’re the one I’m about to experience this with.”

 
Her pussy grabbed him as he began to thrust steadily.
Kate was so tight, so wet, and so hot. She groaned and he moved faster. She
moaned and he plunged deeper. She held his arms and squeezed his muscles as her
pussy sucked him in more.

Brock pushed his hand
back, took more weight on his arms, and slid deeper inside her. Her wetness
pulled him in and he felt like he was drifting in an ocean. He never wanted to
wear a condom again, ever, not in all the time he made love to Kate. And if he
had his way, it would be forever and maybe for all eternity.

She flung her head back,
chin in the air, whimpering. She was close.

He angled his body
some more, feeling his cock reach slightly deeper.

She pinched his
biceps and screamed. Her muscles went into spasms around his cock and took him
to paradise too.

“Oh, Kate,” he cried
out. He rested his body carefully on top of hers as his semen continued to fill
her.

She wiped the sweat
from his eyes and brushed his perspiration soaked hair away from his forehead.

They kissed and then
rubbed noses.

A tear slid from
Kate’s right eye.

“Hey what’s wrong? I
do something you didn’t like?”

She shook her heart.
“There’s not a thing you do that I don’t like. It’s just making love and not
using protection reminded me that I can’t have a baby.”

“Oh honey. It’s not
the end of the world.”

“Since David’s been
gone I’ve tossed and turned in bed every night wondering what man’s going to
want me when I can’t give him a child.”

“This guy, that’s
who
.”