DebtofHonor (4 page)

Derek slid one hand down her stomach and over her mound. He
found her clit and stroked it. Once. Twice. All the while he continued to fuck
her hard and deep.

Kaitlyn cried out his name, tears running down her face. Her
orgasm was almost painful, but there was so much pleasure too. She started to
slump forward, but he held her upright. His pelvis slapped against her bottom
twice more before Derek yelled her name. His large body tensed and she felt his
cock flexing deep inside her.

He leaned against her, breathing as if he’d run a mile at
full speed. He gave a grunt that could have meant anything. She wasn’t sure and
couldn’t work up the strength to care.

He pulled out of her and she sort of slid down the headboard
and curled into a little ball. She heard Derek moving behind her and knew he
was disposing of the spent condom. Then the mattress depressed and strong arms
came around her. He pulled her down until she was lying flat on the bed with
him behind her.

She released a contented sigh and allowed herself a few
moments to bask in the sensation of being in Derek’s arms. She could almost
pretend this was forever and that she belonged here in his arms and his bed.

But that wasn’t the deal. Now that they’d had sex it was
probably time for her to go. She turned slowly in his arms and lay on her back
looking up at him.

She couldn’t read his expression.

He lifted his hand and stroked her face. She closed her eyes
and let out a long sigh. “How are you doing, darlin’?”

She licked her dry lips. “Good. You?”

He gave her a small grin. “I’m better than good.” He kissed
her then, his lips grazing hers, barely touching, making her reach for them. He
licked her bottom lip and then the top one, leaving her breathless.

“I should go.”

He frowned at her, his scowl getting darker with each
passing second. “You promised me a whole night. And, Kaitlyn, dawn is hours
away.”

Derek knew he shouldn’t be angry with
Kaitlyn. After all, she believed she was spending one night with him to pay her
family debt to him. Or at least what she perceived as a debt. As far as he was
concerned the incident was between him and her brother, but she couldn’t seem
to get that through her head.

No, he wasn’t looking for one night, but for all the nights
to come. He wanted Kaitlyn in his bed. Permanently. And he wasn’t above using
whatever advantage he had to make that happen. He hoped after he spent an
entire night making love to her that she’d give them a chance to make it into
something lasting.

A woman like Kaitlyn didn’t agree to sleep with a man unless
she had some feelings for him. He knew her better than she thought he did. He’d
made it his life’s work to learn and study her. And while she had her flaws,
just as he did, she was honorable and loyal and loving. She also didn’t slip
into a man’s bed easily.

He took heart from that even as she was planning on leaving.

She sat up and her eyes widened. “But aren’t you finished?”

He shook his head. “Darlin’, I don’t know what kind of men
you’ve been with, but I’m far from done. How about we get a shower? That will
help revive us both.”

He rolled out of bed and held out his hand. Kaitlyn scooted
to the side of the bed and reached out. He folded his fingers around hers and
led her into the adjoining bathroom. It was bigger than the main bathroom and
had a large tub and a separate shower stall.

He watched her, wondering what she thought of the space. She
gazed around, a small smile on her face. “This is amazing, Derek.”

“I had it redone a couple years ago. Took out the small room
next door and converted it into the bathroom.”

“Whoever did the work did an incredible job. I love the tile
work.” The earth tones suited him and a naked Kaitlyn was the perfect
centerpiece for the space.

She glanced toward the mirror and then away. She brushed at
her hair. “I look a mess.”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him.
“No, Kaitlyn. You look well loved.”

She stilled in his arms but said nothing. He sighed,
ruffling the top of her hair. He wished he knew what she was thinking. He might
understand horses, but he’d never claim to understand women. They were confusing
creatures, but utterly fascinating, and none more so than Kaitlyn.

“Let’s get that shower.” He led her toward the tiled shower
stall and turned on the water, testing it until the temperature was right. “In
you go.” He guided her in and followed her.

Kaitlyn sighed and lifted her face toward the warm water. It
felt good against her skin, washing away sweat and the evidence of their
lovemaking.
A woman well loved.
If only. His words had pierced her
heart, making her realize just how vulnerable she was when it came to Derek.

It would be best for her if she left, but she had a feeling
Derek was going to hold her to the letter of their bargain. She was his all
night long. And, truthfully, as much as she wanted to leave, she wanted to stay
more. To experience being in his arms one more time.

He reached for the soap and began to work it between his
large hands until he’d built a thick lather. Then he reached for her. “Come
here.” He didn’t wait for her to move toward him but grasped her shoulders and
pulled her closer.

Derek started at her shoulders, spreading the soap down her
arms and over her hands. Then he went back up and traced her collarbone. “So
delicate, but so strong.”

She briefly closed her eyes and simply absorbed the wonder
of having him wash her. His soap-slicked hands curved around her breasts. She
opened her eyes and laughed when he tweaked her nipples, leaving them covered
in tiny bubbles.

Her torso was next. Followed by her stomach and hips.

“Lean against the wall.”

She did and sucked in a breath when her back hit the cooler
tile. “Cold,” she muttered.

“Not for long,” he promised.

Derek bypassed her pussy and crouched in front of her as he
continued to wash her legs, rubbing and caressing. “I love your long legs. I
want them wrapped around my waist while I’m fucking you.”

The warm water pummeled them both. Derek’s skin was slick,
his hair plastered to his skull. Beads of water lovingly traced the thick bands
of muscle that ran down his arms and stomach.

Heat washed over her, pushing aside the last of the chill.
“Then why don’t we do just that.” Was that her sultry voice giving him a
come-on? Yup, it was. Derek brought out a side of her that was playful and
sexy, womanly and sensual.

He chuckled and eased her legs apart. “I think I’ll do just
that, but first I need to do this.” Slippery, soapy fingers slid into her
pussy. Kaitlyn cried out and slapped her hands against the tile for support.
There was no part of her he didn’t touch, didn’t claim as his own.

“That’s it, Kaitlyn. Let me make you feel good.” The low
crooning of his voice was another caress on its own. It slid over her and into
her, heating her blood and warming her heart.

His fingers lightly touched her clit and she moaned. “Fuck,
you’re hot,” he muttered.

He kissed her hipbones and then playfully dipped his tongue
into her navel. She laughed when it tickled. But he didn’t pause. He kept
moving upward, licking her ribs and curling his tongue around one of her peaked
nipples.

His cock brushed against her stomach. She grabbed the soap
and worked it into a lather. “My turn.” She tossed the bar back into the holder
and planted her hands on his chest. It was so broad, so strong. She ran her
hands over the vast expanse, feeling the play of muscles, loving how he
contained his enormous strength when he touched her.

She flicked both flat nipples with her thumbs and he shifted
closer, pressing his swollen cock more firmly against her stomach. “I love
having your hands on me.”

“That’s good, because I’m not done with you yet.” She smiled
and traced the firm lines of his abs, working slowly toward his erection.
Deciding it was time for a change, she moved away from the wall and pushed him
until his back was against the tiles.

He smiled and held his hands out by his sides, giving
himself over to her touch. She made a low purring sound in the back of her
throat and continued her exploration. She traced the thin line of hair that ran
down the center of his chest. She measured the breadth of his shoulders and the
firmness of his biceps. She slicked soap over his neck and jaw.

She touched him everywhere but where he wanted her to.

“Kaitlyn.” Her name was a growl of frustration.

She gave him her most innocent look. “What? You don’t like
me stroking your body?”

“Tease,” he accused. He grabbed her hand and brought it down
to his cock. “If you want to stroke me, do it where I need it the most.”

“Hmm, you do seem to be having a slight problem here.” She
wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft and squeezed. “Maybe I can help.”
She pumped her hand up the length of his cock and rubbed her thumb over the
bulbous head.

“I’d say you definitely can.”

She’d never played in the shower with a lover before.
Another first with Derek. Thoughts of what would happen tomorrow stole some of
her joy from the moment.

“Hey.” He caught the edge of her chin between his thumb and
forefinger and tipped it upward. “Where did you go?”

She didn’t want to talk about it. She really didn’t want to
think about it.

Steam filled the enclosed area, warming them. The water
continued to pummel them. They were in their own world until the sun came up
tomorrow.

Kaitlyn wrapped her arms around his neck, went up on her
toes and kissed him. His big arms surrounded her and his cock pressed against
her skin, an ever-present reminder that he wanted her. And, for tonight, she
was his.

Derek could taste Kaitlyn’s desperation and it worried him,
but he knew she didn’t want to talk. He reached behind her and turned off the
taps. With the rush of water gone he could hear her breathing.

“Kaitlyn.” He said her name and nothing more. There wasn’t
anything to say. Not now. Not yet.

Her hair was slicked back from her face. Whatever makeup
she’d had on had been washed away. She looked as fresh as a daisy and just as
lovely. Her looks weren’t showy, but they drew him and he knew he’d never tire
of staring at her.

He held her head with his hands, leaned down and kissed her.
He poured everything he was into that kiss. She made a small sound of desire
and kissed him back. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and she pressed against
him until there wasn’t enough space between them for even a ribbon of air to
slide through.

He ate at her lips, tasting them, learning their shape. She
plunged her tongue into his mouth, taking what she wanted. His balls tightened
to the point of pain. He needed to be inside her again. He wasn’t kidding about
wanting her long legs wrapped around him.

Derek managed to move them toward the shower door, but got
no farther. Kaitlyn was busy nibbling on his jaw and his neck. Her hands
weren’t idle either. She had his cock in her hands and he was in dire straits.
He didn’t want to come in her hands.

Even though he wanted to stay where he was, he managed to
pull away from her. “Bedroom.” They needed to get to the bed.

She shook her head. “Here.”

She surged against him again and he knew he’d lost the
fight. Not that he’d put up much of one in the first place. He lifted her and
pressed her back against the shower wall. She smiled at him and he had to kiss
her. Damn, she was sweet and sassy. He liked that about her.

He kissed her as if there was no tomorrow, because there
might not be. Derek knew he wanted her in his life forever, but had no idea
what she wanted. Tomorrow would be time enough for talk. Tonight was all about
loving her so hard she wouldn’t want to leave him.

He lifted her until her pelvis was aligned with his. To his
delight, she twined her legs around his flanks and hooked her ankles together
over his butt. He rubbed his hard shaft against her slick mound.

She moaned her approval. “That feels so good.”

He did it again. He wanted to slide his cock into her snug
little channel, but there was one problem. “No condom,” he gritted out.

“I don’t care,” she countered. “I’m safe and it’s the wrong
time of the month.”

Derek was shocked he didn’t shoot his load right then and
there. The thought of being inside Kaitlyn bareback almost did him in. “Are you
sure? I’m safe,” he added. He’d never had sex without a condom. Never.

“I’m sure.” She was gasping as she rubbed her breasts
against his slick chest. Her hardened nipples felt so damn good against his
skin.

He angled his body and adjusted his cock, lining it up with
the opening of her pussy. Then he pushed inward, squeezing his way inside. She
tilted back her head, exposing the long, delicate line of her throat. Then she
closed her eyes and moaned. It was music to his ears.

He was breathing heavily by the time he was seated all the
way. Kaitlyn’s fingernails were making crescent-shaped imprints on his
shoulders and the heels of her feet were pressed hard against his butt.

He peppered her face with kisses. She looked at him, a dazed
expression on her face. “I can feel your cock pulsing inside me.” She licked
her lips and squeezed her inner muscles.

He swore and began to rock his hips, pulling out a mere inch
or two before plunging back in.

“You feel so hot. So big.”

“Jesus, Kaitlyn.” A man could only take so much. He held on
to her and began to fuck her hard. The steam surrounded them, cocooning them in
their own sensual world. The slap of wet skin. The heavy moans and breathy
sighs. He heard and felt all of it.

And his dick thought it had died and gone to heaven The
sensation of fucking Kaitlyn was much more intense when he wasn’t wearing a
condom. Every squeeze of her pussy went straight through his shaft and down to
his balls.

He hammered against her and felt her lifting into each
thrust. “I’m coming.” He wanted to give her time to change her mind if she
didn’t want him to ejaculate inside her. She tightened her legs around him and
he lost it.

His orgasm started in his balls and rocketed through his
shaft. She cried out when he came, pumping his seed into her. He drove hard one
final time, going as deep as he could get. It would never be deep enough.

He loved Kaitlyn. Had for years. And after tonight, he knew
he always would.

Kaitlyn heard the desperation in Derek’s voice, felt it in
the way he began to thrust. She was in the middle of a sensual storm, her body
buffeted by the winds of desire. His shaft felt warmer and larger without a
condom. There was the thrill of the elicit, the possibility of a child even
though it really was the wrong time of the month.

Her pussy clamped down hard on his cock as he came. She felt
warmth flood her and then she was coming too. Not as hard as she had before but
more of a gentle ride. This orgasm was more emotional. She felt connected to
Derek in a way she hadn’t before. To anyone.

When he collapsed against her and buried his face against
her shoulder, she wrapped her arms around him and held him to her. The
plink
of the showerhead and their slowed breathing were the only sounds. Neither of
them spoke as he pulled out of her, leaving her feeling empty and sorrowful.
She unwrapped her legs from around his waist and leaned heavily against the
wall when her feet hit the floor.

Derek grabbed a wet cloth and cleaned them both. When he was
done, he ushered her out of the shower stall and wrapped her in a large fluffy
white towel. He scooped her into his arms and carried her back to his bed.

She didn’t object when he pulled the covers over them. Nor
did she even mention leaving. She was right where she wanted to be.