Chapter 21
Axe
Famous last words.
At least for an unforgiving man like me.
When I pulled her fingers into my mouth, her exhale was exaggerated. The single dart of her tongue across her bottom lip was enough to drive me crazy. And she knew it.
I sucked on one finger then another, taking my time to savor the flavor while cleaning every inch of her skin.
She had the look I’d heard so much about, freshly fucked, and dear God, if my cock wasn’t tenting the damn sheets already.
As usual, she noticed my condition. Nothing seemed to get by the woman.
With her lips pursed, she ran a single finger of her other hand down the side of my dick while I continued to lick the fingers of her other.
“So back to when you were a child arsonist. Fires run in your blood,” she cooed.
I didn’t stop what I was doing until I’d finished. By then, she had her small hand wrapped around the base. “You so know how to hurt a guy. My parents punished all three boys since both Will and Jameson knew I’d started the fire. They told the authorities what we’d done. All three of us.”
“Oh, my God. Did your brothers beat your ass?” She reclaimed her clean hand, immediately shoving her fingers into the Cheez-Its box.
I could watch her eating crackers all day.
“Our mother forbid them from touching me at the time, but trust me, their memories were long and unforgiving. Even worse was the authorities.”
“Uh-oh.”
“Oh, yeah. We had to volunteer with the Forestry Service for six months. Plus, I had to confess my sins to the owner of a portion of the property.”
“I thought that happened in the mountains.”
“It did, but a cabin almost burned to the ground.”
“Who owned it?”
“You get three guesses and two of them don’t count.”
Kenzie munched on a cracker for a few seconds. “No, not the cabin my dad used to own.”
“The very one. I had no clue there was already bad blood between the families, but after that I knew. He wanted a kid locked up in jail.”
She rolled her eyes. “Sounds like my father. No wonder you were never his favorite.”
Snorting, I snatched the box from her hand, grabbing a handful and tossing them into the air for a few seconds. “And our relationship only soured from there.”
In turn, she took the glass from my hand, keeping our fingers together for longer than necessary. “The Hatfields and the McCoys.”
“Yeah, something like that. Which is why our relationship will be frowned upon.”
“And I would care why?” She licked the rim of the glass, allowing a slight moan, which she did on purpose.
“I’m kind of glad you don’t.” Leaning forward, I was daring her to kiss me. I should have known she’d never give into me that easily. She backed away on purpose. Little vixen.
She chuckled and finally took the sip, holding the glass in her hand. Her expression shifted from the mischievous, jovial one to something much darker. The same look I’d seen the first few seconds in the bar.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Nothing.”
With two fingers, I lifted her chin, shaking my head. “Oh, no, you don’t. What is it?”
“I was worried about you.”
“Aww.”
She jerked her head away. “Don’t do that. What you do is dangerous. You could have died.”
“There’s danger in everything we do. Hell, I almost died that final ride in Phoenix. My mind wasn’t on the game and I almost paid the price.”
“I wish I’d been there.”
Her earnest statement was as much of an aphrodisiac as everything else about her. “You would have been even more of a distraction, which I definitely wouldn’t have needed.”
“I want an honest answer about something.”
“I feel a nightmare coming on.”
“You will if you aren’t honest with me.”
I threw up my hands in surrender. “I tell no lies.”
“O-kay. Wade asked you to stay away from me. I mean when we were younger. Didn’t he? He probably told you I wasn’t good enough or that I was a little girl.”
“Hey, you were a kid, way too young for me.” Trying to make light of her question backfired, her sadness turning to frustration.
“Don’t do that. I need to know. He was always such an asshole.” She shifted as if attempting to move away from me.
“Please do not tell me you stayed away from Missoula because of me.”
Her punch to my gut was hard enough I harrumphed. “Arrogant much?” She rolled her eyes. “Maybe a small percentage of the reason.”
When the sensual woman grabbed onto something, she was determined not to let go.
I pinched her chin, the leverage enough to keep her in place.
“Wade might be many things, but he was very protective of you. He didn’t forbid me, Kenzie.
At first, he asked me to watch out for you because he cared.
He said you were a wild child, a free spirit who couldn’t detect danger, especially in boys. He was right.”
“Boys like you?”
Always a fighting spirit. “Yeah, like me. But there were others. I took my oath to your brother seriously. Especially since your father thought I was the bad seed of Missoula.”
“Now I know why since you’re a fire starter.”
“Careful, Palomino Girl, or I’ll need to drag you over my lap and give you another spanking.”
“Over my dead body. How exactly did you take that oath seriously?”
I shrugged, resuming my comfortable position against the pillows, my grin growing wide.
She fisted her hand at me, tossing the box aside and crawling onto her knees. “Okay, buster. Confess.”
“What am I supposed to confess?”
“All your sins. You had something to do with my prom date suddenly canceling on me. Didn’t you?”
“Moi? Now, would I do that?”
“You bastard.”
She dared try to punch me in the jaw. Me being me, I grabbed her hand, immediately tossing her down onto the bed. I rolled over on top, jerking the sheets from between us. We both laughed, the lovely woman struggling.
As if she could ever get away from me.
I yanked one arm over her head then the other, easily grasping her tiny wrists in one hand.
“You don’t play fair,” she groaned.
“That’s something you should have learned years ago.” I ground my hips against hers, enjoying the friction and heat from her body. Even the way she twisted her lips, thoroughly conflicted by me was about to drive me crazy.
Tormenting her could become an art form that I would eventually excel in. However, I’d need practice. Lots of practice.
I shifted my weight enough to yank up her shirt, even sliding my hand underneath.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she tossed out in her haughty little voice.
“Taking what I want.”
“We had a deal.”
“I beg to differ,” I growled in response, winking before dropping my head.
As soon as the tip of my tongue hit her already taut nipple, she closed her eyes and moaned.
I kept my gaze locked on her, crushing on the way her eyelashes skimmed across her cheeks.
“I never agreed to any deal. You just assumed that I’d go along with your idea. ”
Every inch of the woman was magnificent.
She undulated in my hold, especially when I took hold of her sweet flesh, sucking and nipping. Enjoying every moment of her writhing in my arms.
“You are just… You’re going to get it for this.”
“We’ll see.” I brushed my lips to her other hardened bud, swirling the tip of my tongue around in a lazy circle. “You forget who I am and who owns you.”
“I don’t think so.”
Every time she shifted, the heat from her skin created an explosive effect on my system.
I laved her nipple for a few more seconds before kicking her legs further apart.
Her wetness instantly slickened my cock.
The way she lifted her hips was a clear sign of intense hunger. She’d get everything she craved.
When I decided.
Even though I intended on tormenting her, I couldn’t stand not having my dick buried deep inside for long. My cockhead slipped easily inside and she sucked in and held her breath.
Maybe I did as well. But when I plunged every inch into her tight little pussy, we both let out a strangled moan. There was nothing like being inside, feeling her extreme heat. Her pussy muscles immediately clamped down, yanking at my breath.
Did the woman have any idea how hot she was? How insane the need for her had already become? Yeah, I think she did. That’s why she had a wry smile on her face. She believed she had me wrapped around her little finger.
I’d show her.
I pumped my cock in, immediately developing a rhythm. As she shifted back and forth, her eyes burned into mine, the fire in them unlike I’d seen before. She’d let go with me, more so than I’d believed possible.
We were still volatile, certainly not a couple, but the more time I spent around her, the more I adored the person on the inside. Well, fuck. Maybe I had finally lost my bad boy ways.
Ah, hell, no. Not completely.
I pulled out, thrusting into her again. She was trying to meet every brutal plunge even though I had her locked down. But she was doing a damn good job of driving me crazy. Somehow, she almost managed to free her hands and was still trying.
“Oh, no, you don’t.” We were both breathing heavily. The feisty woman managed to shock me with a move that I hadn’t anticipated. She wrapped both legs around me and when I pulled almost all the way out again, she used the space between our heated bodies and her strong thighs to roll me over.
In doing so, I was shocked enough that I lost my grip on her wrists. She used that to her advantage, pressing her palms against my chest.
We were right on the edge of the bed and she was enjoying the hell out of herself, laughing while swinging her hair across my face several times. “See?” she purred. “You just thought you were in charge.”
“Oh, I am.
She wrinkled her nose and bucked against me.
I had to admit that I was enjoying the hell out of the way her luscious breasts were bouncing with her movements.
My mouth was watering and I flicked my tongue out on purpose just to drive her crazy.
While my cock was still buried deep inside, I’d already set my sights on claiming her other hole.
So I acted as if I was going to roll us both onto the floor. She gasped, certain that’s exactly what I was going to do. That allowed me to use her tactics. Not only did I toss her over onto her back, I used the slight momentum, sliding away and turning over onto her stomach.
I straddled her legs, returning my cock to her pussy. While the angle was entirely different, I managed to shove two fingers inside as well, slickening them with her juice. When I was satisfied they were wet enough, I pressed the tips against her asshole.
She stiffened, trying to push up from the bed. With my weight on her legs, she didn’t make it very far, but I was given a stunning view of her flushed face. I pressed another couple of inches inside, slowly pumping them as she whimpered.
“You are so… Terrible!” Her words might suggest one thing, but her tone provided a clear indication she was enjoying the hell out of herself. I flexed my fingers open, pumping in both her tiny asshole and her sweet pussy.
The tension finally eased and she slowly fell back to the bed, resting her face on the sheets.
After a few additional thrusts, I was far too in need to continue waiting.
I removed my fingers and cock from her sweet holes.
My cock was dripping from her juice, a perfect indication of how aroused she’d become.
“I haven’t… I mean no guy has done this.” She wasn’t timid, just uncertain I would continue.
“Should I stop?”
“Oh, fuck, no.”
She certainly knew how to put a smile on a man’s face.
I was as gentle as I could stand being, pushing just the tip of my dick into her tight hole. She stiffened as she’d done before, even clawing the sheets. But she wasn’t stopping me. Beads of sweat rolled down both sides of my face and certainly not from exertion.
From the wild heat of anticipation.
With my heart thudding, I pressed another two inches inside, doing everything in my power to control my actions. I could easily drive the entire length into her asshole without a second thought. She was that hot. That tight.
And that incredible.
“Oh…” she moaned, shifting beneath me, but where she’d worn an expression of discomfort before, the slow and steady smile crossing her face was a dead giveaway how much she was enjoying me taking her second virginity.
I took my time until I was fully seated inside. As soon as I was, I let out a deep breath I’d been holding. Shit, the woman was fucking amazing. Every inch of her. I took my time pulling out, driving into her again.
Kenzie’s eyes were open, her lips pursed and when I moved, she moved. She found a way of bucking against me, pushing back as I thrust inside. The tenderness wore off quickly, the ache in my balls driving me into becoming rougher in my actions. She didn’t seem to mind, meeting every brutal plunge.
Together we rocked, the headboard hitting the wall again. I only hoped no one was on the other side because the night was still young.
Her ragged moans were incredible fuel, keeping the flames ignited. Between the raging heat, the way her muscles were clamping down on my dick, and the need for satisfaction, I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long.
But I tried, enjoying the moment and the closeness. Just as she’d done before, she sensed I was close and purposely squeezed her muscles.
The little wench.
“Fuck. Fuck…” I hissed through gritted teeth as I gripped her hips, now thrusting like a wild man.
When I lost the battle, the relief was insane. I erupted deep inside, laughing as a smile of pure satisfaction crossed my face.
I finally collapsed on top of her, intertwining my fingers with hers.
She shifted slightly, allowing me the joy of hearing her soft moans. When she cleared her throat, I opened my eyes. “What is it?” I knew she was up to something.
“I am an attorney. Evidently, you forgot about that and there’s such a thing as an implied or verbal contract, which you clearly entered into. Now, unless you want me to sue you, potentially taking everything you own, I suggest you keep your end of the deal.”
“And what if I don’t follow your astute advice?”
Was she smiling at me, enjoying her limited control over me?
I believe she was.
“Then I’ll make good on both my promises.”