Chapter Nine
Jed slammed his truck door and started up the walkway to Katie’s house. Just as he reached the front door, it opened, and Miss Mazie stood there.
“Hello, Jed, dear,” Miss Mazie said when she saw him.
He flashed Katie’s grandmother a smile. “Morning, Miss Mazie. Is Katie about?”
“Yes. And I’m glad you’re here. You can help Katie get the office organized.” She held open the door. “Go right in. Down the hallway on your right.”
“Thanks.” Jed dropped a kiss on Miss Mazie’s cheek as he made his way into the house and to the office. Jed halted right outside the office door. He wanted to see how Katie was doing after last night.
“Hello, darling, how are you?” Katie’s voice carried outside the room. “Yes, I’ve missed you too.”
Darling? Who the hell was she talking to?
Old fears reared their ugly head, going back to a time when women had cheated on him after Katie.
Then as he and Ry were finding their feet in their relationship, there had been that woman who tried to play him and Ry off each other.
Had Katie left someone behind in New York City?
She wasn’t the type to lie. But it had been eight years.
His chin came up, and he wasn’t proud of himself as he listened to her side of the conversation.
“Yes, I’m happy to be home.” Katie paused and laughed. “Even if it did mean leaving you. You should come visit.”
Jed’s fingers curled into fists as he stood outside the door. She was inviting another man to visit her? That was so not going to happen. He stepped into the doorway, but Katie was facing away from him, leaning against the desk.
She gave a husky laugh. “Sure, bring your special kit. I’m sure we could find some use for it.”
His temper flared. No fucking way was some man going to… Jed strode over to Katie. He snatched the phone out of her hand and lifted it to his mouth. Katie was his. She held his heart.
“I don’t give a fuck who this is, but Katie is taken, now and forever.” Jed hit the end button and glared at Katie.
“What the hell are you doing?” She reached for her phone, but he held it out of her reach.
“No other men, Katie. That isn’t negotiable.”
“I’d assumed that. Now give me my phone.”
“Are you going to call him back?”
“Yes.”
His temper hit the roof. “Then you can’t have it.” Jed pocketed the phone as it began to ring.
“Damn it, that could be a client. I need my phone.” She held her hand out for it.
Her telling him it could be a client was the only reason he fished the cell out of his pocket. Glancing at the display, he saw the name Pam. Good, it wasn’t the man. He handed the phone over to her.
“Hi,” Katie said. “Yeah. Sorry about that.” She glared at him. “I have a Neanderthal standing in what is to be my new office.”
Jed cupped the nape of her neck, giving it a light squeeze in warning.
Katie glared at him. “Yes. He’s the one who hung up on you.” She stuck her tongue out at him. Jed couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing and released his grip on her.
“Okay, call you later.” She hit the end button. “This isn’t funny, Jed.”
She stood with hands on hips, legs spread, and all he could think about was peeling those jeans down those long legs, taking her panties with them. He’d lick her pussy until she came at least twice, and then he’d fuck her across that big oak desk.
“You know a guy named Pam?” he asked, finally controlling his laugher.
“No, I know a woman named Pam. And don’t get off the subject. If you ever do something like that again, I’ll twist your balls into shriveled grapes.” She punctuated each word with a finger poke to his chest.
“Kitty Kat, you couldn’t if you wanted to.
” He started to reach for her and found himself flat on his back against the hardwood floor, his arms pinned behind his back by his body weight.
When his brain caught up with his body, he had to admit he was impressed.
Very few women could take him by surprise and pin him down.
Katie straddled his legs and placed her palm right over his balls. “Want to rethink that statement?” she asked.
“What the heck…” Katie’s grandmother stood in the doorway her eyes wide. “Oh, sorry. Katie, honey, I’ll see you tonight.”
Katie groaned. “Gran,” she yelled.
“No, it’s okay. Have fun.” The front door slammed, and Katie rolled her eyes.
“So now that you have me in this position, what do you plan on doing with me?” Jed relaxed his muscles, but his cock stiffened in anticipation.
“Maybe you should learn not to eavesdrop on other people’s conversations—or jump to conclusions.” She kept the pressure on him so he couldn’t buck her off, not that he wanted to try. He liked her straddling his cock.
“Sorry.” He tried to make it come out sincerely but knew he failed when her eyes darkened. His heart squeezed with love and passion.
“Sorry, my ass. I should tie you up and whip you for what you just did.”
His dick leaped beneath his jeans, pressing hard against the fabric. Oh hell, he couldn’t let her do that, but damn if the idea didn’t excite him. He’d never let a woman whip him before, but the thought of Katie doing it made his blood boil. He opened his mouth, and his phone rang.
“I really need to get that,” he said, shifting his hips.
“Let’s just make sure it’s not a woman.” She slipped his phone out of his pants pocket. She looked at it and smiled before hitting the talk button. “Hi, Ry.” She listened. “Jed’s a little, shall we say, flat on his back, and about to have his balls turned into grapes.”
“Fuck.” Jed tried to buck, but Katie leaned over him, pressing a hand to his chest. His hands were trapped beneath the small of his back. In this position, he couldn’t get leverage, and she was still sitting on his legs.
“Bye.” Katie hit the end button and tossed his phone onto the desk. “Ry said to have fun.”
“Bastard.” Ry would say that. “Come on, Katie. I really am sorry I jumped to conclusions.”
“You just want me to let you up.” She rocked her hips against his bulging cock.
“Yes, no… Fuck.” Her fingers slipped between their bodies, and she squeezed his cock. Excitement shot up his spine.
“It’s bigger than I remember.” She stroked him through the denim.
“And getting bigger by the second,” he muttered, gritting his teeth against her touch.
“Poor Jed,” Katie whispered. Leaning over him once again, her body shifted, her lips inches from his. “All hard and wanting.”
“Two can play this game.” She’d adjusted her position just enough for him to rock his body, allowing him to free one arm.
He grabbed her around the waist, and he flipped her onto her back.
Now he was on top. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand, his hips straddling hers. “Now who has the upper hand?”
Katie’s eyes grew wide as Jed began undoing her blouse. “Jed,” she started.
“You started it, Kitty Kat, and I’m going to finish it.” He pulled her shirt apart. “Thank God for front clasp bras.” He flipped the clasp, and her breasts spilled out.
“We’re in my grandmother’s house,” she reminded him.
“Yes, and she left for work.” Leaning down, he licked the right nipple then the left before taking the right one in his mouth and biting it.
“Ouch.” She squirmed beneath him.
He gave her a grin before biting her left nipple, and this time she only tried to buck him off.
But he wasn’t going anywhere. “Such pretty pink nipples. I can’t wait until I can clamp them again.
” Jed nuzzled between her breasts. “Just think how that will feel, Kitty Kat. Your nipples in clamps, a chain hanging between them, and my fingers on that chain, pulling it. Making your nipples stretch, making you hot, and making you squirm for more.”
Her head moved from side to side. “I don’t like pain.”
“It won’t be pain; it will be pleasure.” He licked the underside of her breasts. “And when I pull the clamps off, I’ll thrust into your wet pussy so you won’t even notice the slight pain of the blood rushing back to them. And you’ll come from the pleasure of it all.”
Katie’s breathing sped up, and Jed fought back a grin. She was turned on, just as he was. Good. Because he was going to turn up the heat more.
“I bet your pussy is wet now.” His fingers walked their way down her stomach to the top of her jeans. He paused for a second, then unfastened the button before unzipping them.
“Jed, please,” she whispered.
He slipped his palm down over her abdomen and beneath her panties. Heat radiated from her pussy as he pressed one finger inside.
She cried out, tried to raise her hips, but his weight prevented her from doing that.
“Yes, soaking wet.” He stroked his finger in and out of her pussy, watching her eyes widen and hearing her breathing increase.
He could make her come right here, right now. His brain finally got enough blood that he realized what he was doing. Fuck. He was violating a hard limit. Withdrawing his finger, he slid it into his mouth, tasting her honey cream. Then he released her arms and climbed off her legs.
“I’m sorry.” Jed rose to his feet, reached down and helped her up. She scrambled to button her blouse and jeans. “I lost my head and ignored your hard limit.” He dropped his head. Hard limits were sacred, and there was no way he should have forgotten it.
Katie’s soft touch on his cheek caused him to raise his head. Concern filled her features. “We both got carried away.”
“But it’s my responsibility to remember.”
“It’s also mine to use my safeword. Don’t beat yourself up about it. Gran’s house being a hard limit has to do more with her catching us than anything else.”
“That doesn’t make it right I forgot.”
Katie shook her head. “Why did you come over anyway?”