Chapter Sixteen
WARMTH AND AN intoxicating feeling of safety had Kelsie smiling before she fully woke up. When had she felt this good? This secure? Usually, her brain kicked in, and the stress started before her eyes opened. This morning, however, she didn’t have a lick of fear or anxiety.
It could all be attributed to the sexy, bare-chested man sleeping beneath her cheek.
Man?
Her eyes flew open. She cringed as the morning light assaulted her retinas. The previous night’s activities came rushing back in a heady bombardment of heated memories. Ty’s passionate kisses. His hands on her, in her. God, it had been so good. She’d come within minutes, and it had left her relaxed and exhausted enough to climb into his bed and let him spoon her to slumber.
What an epic orgasm it had been. The kind that shook her entire body and warped her mind. Ty had been perfect, letting her have control while also playing her body like a maestro with his favorite instrument.
She wanted more. More of all of it—the way he looked at her, the taste of his lips, the feel of his work-roughened hands. A shiver raced up her spine. Yeah, she wanted more, and she wanted it now. Her sex throbbed as she relived every second of Ty touching her. Her breathing increased, and she squirmed against him as need built.
Kelsie lifted her head from his muscular chest, propping herself on her elbow so she could watch him. He slept on, chest rising and falling in an even rhythm. His cheeks were dark with stubble she wanted to rub against like a contented cat. One arm lay bent, resting his hand on the pillow near his heart. The other stretched out to her side of the bed where she’d been lying on it seconds ago.
The crisp white sheet pooled around his waist, giving her an eyeful of his rolling abs. The man was well into his forties and had the body of a twenty-something who spent his days in the gym. Working a physical job and changing heavy tires all day kept him in tip-top shape.
She rubbed her tongue back and forth across the roof of her mouth as the urge to drag it up and down his abs hit hard. Her breath hitched. It’d be hot, waking him with her mouth.
She fanned herself. It was already hot. Maybe he’d forgotten to turn on the AC last night, or maybe her little fantasy was revving her up.
Should she do it? Could she do it? Would he want her to, or would she be molesting him in his sleep?
Have at me whenever you’re ready. I’ll never turn you down.
He’d said those words last night. Would he feel different in the light of day? Now that morning had come, would regret take over and send him running again?
God, she hoped not.
This could be her only chance to touch him before reality ruined her fantasy.
Or he could love it, roll her over, and give her another of those stellar climaxes.
She shivered. Decision made. Kelsie slowly rose to her knees, careful not to jostle him awake. He shifted his hips a fraction, and she held her breath as her pulse hammered in her ears. Within seconds, he’d settled right back into stillness.
The man was stunning, built with such a powerful body. The fact that he could have hurt her with so little effort but had only used his size and strength to protect or bring pleasure made her squirm with renewed need. Kelsie exhaled a long, slow breath that wafted across his bare stomach. He grunted, and visible goose bumps erupted across his skin, making her salivate.
Grinning, she bent down and licked a stripe from his belly button straight up the ridges of his abdominals. His clean, fresh flavor made her dizzy with lust as her tongue bumped over his muscles.
Ty made a noise and rolled his head to the side.
She did it again and again. His breathing increased with each pass of her tongue. God, he tasted so damn good. His sleepy noises of enjoyment emboldened her. She drew the sheet further down his body and stared at the impressive bulge behind his charcoal gray boxer briefs. She wanted him with a fierce passion. She wanted him in her mouth, groaning and begging for release. If he was going to descend into regret and walk away from her again, at least she could give him something to remember.
Her fingers trembled as she placed her hands on his thighs and buried her nose against the bulge, inhaling. He must have showered before she’d shown up because he smelled of soap and fresh clothes. Sighing, she nuzzled her nose against his erection before mouthing him over the fabric.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he said on an exhale as his hands threaded into her hair.
She met his drowsy gaze as she kissed up his covered cock. When she reached the tip, she wrapped her lips around the fabric and sucked lightly.
“Jesus, I’ve never woken up to something that felt so damn good. You’re so fucking gorgeous like this.” He stroked her hair as he spoke, and she wanted to purr. “You didn’t get enough last night, did you?”
Kelsie shook her head.
“You wanna fill that pretty mouth with my cock?”
She trembled as she nodded.
“I need to hear it, baby.” His voice was deep and rough with sleep and lust. “Say it. Tell me how much you want to eat my cock.”
“I want you in my mouth,” she whispered. “I woke up needing you. I want to suck you, Ty.”
“Christ.” He stroked his hand down her cheek and smoothed his thumb across her lips. “Then open those pretty lips nice and wide.”
As her mouth parted, he reached into his boxer briefs and pulled out his cock. The tip was already damp from her mouth and pre-cum. Kelsie bit her lower lip, and a deep groan rumbled from his chest.
“You’re so fucking sexy I’m gonna blow in two fucking seconds,” he muttered, which sent her confidence soaring. Without trying, he gave her exactly what she needed to fly.
He lifted his hips, gently thrusting the head of his dick into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it and gave a light suck, and she rubbed her tongue underneath.
A loud curse ripped from him, making her smile around his cock.
“Fuck, I’m a dead man.”
The power went straight to her head. Nothing could have propelled her toward reclaiming herself more than this. To have this commanding man at her mercy bolstered her confidence. She could bring him to his knees and decide exactly when he found release.
What had been stolen from her now rested in her hands.
Power.
Instead of sucking him deep, the impish desire to play with him won out. She released him then ran her tongue up and down his length. He growled and fisted the sheets next to his hips. Kelsie continued exploring, licking over his balls. The band of his boxer briefs rested beneath his heavy sac, offering them up to her. She lightly sucked at his sack, and he shouted into the quiet room.
“Kelsie…” he said, his voice full of warning and need.
“Hmm?” She licked up to the tip, circling the head of his cock. He was going to tear a hole in the sheets with the force of his grip.
“You’re playing with fire, baby,” he said in a strangled voice. “Suck me. You’re not ready for what I want to do to that mouth.”
“What’s that?” she whispered, lips against the thick vein running the length of his erection. “What would you do if I was… ready?”
“Jesus.” He swallowed. “I’d hold you in place and fuck your pretty mouth until my cum was dribbling down your chin.”
Kelsie blew out a breath. He was right. She couldn’t handle that yet, but it didn’t mean she’d never get there. The idea of it was hot as fuck, but the reality of being dominated had the potential to trigger a strong negative reaction from her. He knew it and respected her enough that he’d never follow through on the sexy wish without explicit consent.
It was in that knowledge she found the safety to rediscover her sexual side with him.
“Soon,” she whispered. As they stared at each other, he nodded, and a silent understanding passed between them. He put no pressure on her. His words were dirty talk meant to entice, and he’d never demand something she couldn’t give, but at the same time, he seemed to understand she wanted it as well. She wanted to regain control over her sexuality and experience all the pleasure he had to offer.
It would just take time and a continued building of trust.
In the meantime, neither had any problem letting her run the show.
“Quit fucking teasing,” he said, then growled as he winked.
Kelsie giggled. God, this man. Sexy, kind, patient, fun.
What more could she ask for?
Forever.
No. She couldn’t go there. Ty didn’t want it. No getting attached.
She sucked him back between her lips, teasing underneath the head of his cock one final time just to hear him grumble. Then she worked her lips down his cock, taking her time. When she’d taken him as far as she could, she held her breath and forced her throat to relax. He slipped in another inch.
“Fuck, that mouth. Goddamn, I’m deep in there. You’re incredible.”
His praise went straight to her head and her clit. She sucked hard as she drew him from her mouth, then bobbed down again. Over and over, she blew him in earnest, loving every groan and curse he couldn’t contain. Each time she caught sight of his white knuckles clinging to the sheets, her need grew. After a few moments, the ache between her legs became too much to bear. She threw one of her legs over him, straddling his thick thigh. As she sucked and licked him to distraction, she ground down on his thigh.
Yes.
The delicious pressure felt wonderful. She increased her speed and sucked him harder.
“Oh fuck,” he shouted. “You riding my thigh? You love sucking my cock, don’t you?”
She hummed her agreement.
“You’re soaking my damn leg. So fucking hot. Ride it. Make yourself come as you swallow my cock.”
His filthy ramblings did the trick. She moved fast on his leg as she continued to bob on his shaft. It didn’t take long for her lower belly to coil and her skin to tingle with delight. Kelsie dove down on his dick, eager for both of them to find what they needed. He hit the back of her throat with a guttural cry. She swallowed, and he shouted, “Oh fuck, baby, I’m gonna fill your mouth.”
The warning came one second before he spurted down her throat with another harsh yell and a bowing of his back. Kelsie allowed the taste of his release to hit her senses before she swallowed him down.
As soon as he softened in her mouth, she sat up straight, still rocking over his thigh, and shoved her hand into her panties. Three quick strokes to her clit had her crying out and shuddering as the orgasm slammed into her.
She hadn’t touched herself since the kidnapping, but being with Ty let her reclaim this gift as well.
His gaze bounced between her face and her working hand as he watched her pleasure herself. When the fatigue hit, she collapsed on his chest.
He wrapped her up in his strong arms and kissed the top of her head. “I’m not sure which was better, the blow job or seeing you get yourself off. I’m gonna have to have a repeat of both to make an educated decision.”
A weak chuckle was all she could muster. Her bones had turned to Jell-O.
“You good?” he whispered against her hair.
“Oh yeah, I’m—” A thump from somewhere in his house had her tensing.
“What the fuck?” he murmured, tightening his grip.
“Ty? Babe, it’s me. I’m here.”
Kelsie froze, not even daring to breathe at the sound of a woman very familiar with Ty and this home.
Was he involved with someone? Holy shit, she hadn’t even asked. Hadn’t considered it. Her stomach took a nosedive at the same time Ty said, “Oh, fuck no.”
She lifted her head and stared down at him.
Shaking his head, Ty cupped her face. “No. Whatever you’re thinking right now, it’s wrong. That’s my ex-wife. I did not invite her, and I do not want her here. There isn’t a goddamn bit of anything between us anymore. Okay?”
Was that the truth? After what he’d told her about his ex—what was her name? Trisha? Tina?—she wanted to believe him, but could she?
“You’re the only one who knows what she did to me. I fucking swear to you, this is not expected or wanted. I will get rid of her.”
Well, she’d trusted him this far, and he hadn’t let her down. “Okay.”
“Let me go out and give her the boot. You wait here.”
She frowned as she rolled off him. Was he ashamed of her being in his bed?
“I’m not trying to hide you.”
Could this man read her mind? He seemed to know her fears before she voiced them.
“She’s an evil bitch who you don’t want to know. You don’t deserve to be around her toxicity.”
“Ok—”
The door swung open.
“The fuck, Trina?” Ty shouted as he grabbed the sheet, hauling it up over Kelsie.
She still wore his shirt and her panties, but only that, and appreciated the attempted privacy.
“Get the fuck out!”
“Well, well, well,” a nasally, near whiny voice said. “Looks like I’m late to the party.”
“Get the fuck out.”
Instead of listening, the woman chuckled and leaned against the door frame. “Robbing the cradle, Ty?” she tutted. “I had no idea you liked ’em so young.”
Kelsie narrowed her eyes. The only word she could think to describe the woman who’d barged in uninvited was garish. She wore a metallic gold miniskirt, fishnet stockings, gold high heels, and at least five gold necklaces. A fire-engine red crop top completed the outfit. Her long, bleach-blonde hair hung down past her breasts in bouncy curls. She was stick-skinny with overly large boobs and nails longer than Kelsie’s thumb.
Was this what Ty was into?
“Trina, get out.”
She turned her viper’s smile on Kelsie. “Honey, you’re out of your league, playing with the big boys. Why don’t you run on home and let me talk to my husband.”
What. The. Fuck.
“That’s it.” Ty hopped out of bed with his softened dick still wet from her mouth and hanging from his underwear. He vaulted across the room without bothering to cover himself.
Trina’s eyes gleamed as she watched him stalk toward her. “You two have been busy this morning,” she crowed, eyes on Ty’s dick.
“Get the fuck out. I’ll deal with you in a minute.” He herded her out the door, deftly avoiding her grabby hands, then slammed and locked it before resting his head against it with a heavy sigh.
Kelsie pulled the sheet to her chin. “Um, let me get dressed, and I’ll get out of your hair.” Guess she’d be calling Brooke or Liv for a ride. What a humiliating call that would be.
“No.” His back was still to her but no longer relaxed. Tension corded his muscles and hunched his shoulders. He fixed his boxers, covering his spent cock, then turned around. “Don’t go anywhere. Let me get rid of her. She is the one who isn’t wanted here. You are.” He pushed off the door, walked to her, cupped her face, and kissed her until she could barely remember what the problem was. “This morning was the best morning I’ve had in decades.”
Swoon.
“Let’s get rid of her, then take my bike out. I know a great place for breakfast right on the beach.”
“Oh, yeah, I’d love that.” Who was this man, and what had he done with the Tyler who ran from her every chance he got?
He kissed her again. “Give me five minutes.”
Kelsie shook her head. “No.”
His eyes narrowed, but his smirk betrayed the fierce look he was going for. “No?”
“Yep. She’s already seen me… no point in hiding now. Besides, I don’t trust her for a second. You do not need to be alone with her.”
Oh shit, did it sound like she was staking a claim? After one night, he’d not given her any indication it was more than him helping her out. Was this when he’d give her the boot?
But he laughed and pulled her in for a quick hug. “My little tiger. Do I have to worry about you trying to claw her eyes out?”
With a snort, Kelsie pulled out of his embrace. “Depends how much of a bitch she is to you.” She started for the door, still wearing only Ty’s T-shirt and her panties.
Ty grabbed his sweatpants and whistled as she passed him. “Dayum, you are hot as fuck when you’re feisty,” he said, slipping into the sweats.
His playfulness was a boost to her ego. She spun on her heel, facing him. “And I’m just getting started, handsome.” With that teasing comment, she whirled back around and marched to the door with Ty hot on her heels, growling like a hungry lion. He caught her before she reached the door, wrapped his arm around her waist, and gently nipped her neck.
This fun-loving side of being with a man was brand new and exciting. Even before the kidnapping, when she’d taken sporadic dates and the occasional hook-up, she’d never laughed and enjoyed a man’s company the way she did with Ty.
The man made an enticing complete package, which spelled disaster for her in the long run. She could not continue down this path and keep her heart from jumping out of her chest and latching on to him permanently.
The trauma of heartbreak might put her over the edge.