High Octane Heroes (12 page)

His tongue circled her, licking the seam between her lips as he slipped his fingers into her cunt. Lila couldn’t get her brain to register that this was actually happening. That Kyle was doing this to
her.
Her brain short-circuited and the rest of her thoughts evaporated as he set up a punishing pace.

He fucked her with his fingers, pressing against her G-spot with an inward curl. She’d never had a man drive her this close to orgasm so quickly. Standing on the precipice of her release,
Lila squeezed her fingers in his hair, the only warning she could muster.

Kyle growled and sucked harder on her clit. It was too much for her to handle, and Lila stopped trying to fight it.

“God!”

Her grip on his hair locked hard, as waves of pleasure hijacked her body. She couldn’t move or breathe as her orgasm flared through her, consuming every inch. Kyle pulled his face back, but continued to pump his fingers into her pussy. Another wave of her orgasm hit, and with it came a jet of cum from her body. Lila screamed, unable to fight the powerful pleasure, shocked at what he’d been able to do to her.

“I knew you had that in you. A squirter.”

Lila looked up at him and blinked. “What…I…god…” Okay, so talking wasn’t a good idea.

He didn’t seem to mind. Kyle grinned down, running a hand along the inside of her thigh. “Not all women can do that. It’s fucking hot.”

She couldn’t stop from chuckling. “Glad I could go the extra mile for you.”

“I never doubted you could.”

He reached for the condom that he’d brought over with the towel. Holding it up, he cocked an eyebrow at her. “Ready for more?”

“Yes.” She’d never get enough of him. Especially now.

With sure fingers, he tore open the package and quickly rolled the condom down his shaft. Kyle lined himself up and thrust in, filling her completely. Before Lila had a chance to adjust, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her up as he sat back on his heels.

“Ride me. Hard.”

Lila shifted so her feet were flat on the floor, giving her the
leverage she needed. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she began to fuck herself on his cock. The angle had him driving deeply into her and they quickly fell into a rhythm, fucking and grinding against each other. Kyle’s arms were wrapped around her, his hand bracing the back of her neck as he devoured her mouth.

It was strange being on top of him this way, their bodies pressed flush as he fucked up into her. He was a powerful man, strong in body and will. She was little more than a hummingbird compared to him, and yet here she was reducing him to a series of grunts and moans.

“Need you to come again.” He spoke the words against her lips. “Want to feel you squeeze my cock.”

Lila lowered her face to his shoulder and slammed her body down hard against his. Her clit rubbed against his pubic hair on every stroke, teasing the already sensitized flesh. His words were a command that her body desperately wished to comply with.

Kyle tipped her back slightly, giving him access to her breasts. When his mouth found her nipple, Lila felt a corresponding pulse of pleasure echo in her pussy. Shit, she really was going to come again.

Closing her eyes, Lila concentrated on the feel of Kyle’s mouth on her breast, the way his cock stretched and filled her. She started to moan, to gasp, desperately in need of more air as her head spun.

“That’s it, baby.”

With a moan, she dropped her forehead to his shoulder and slammed down onto him as she came a second time. It was too much, too strong, and her body fell limp against him.

Kyle squeezed her tightly to his chest as he drove up into her body. He bit down on her shoulder, licking and nipping as he moaned. “Gonna come. Fuck yeah.”

He squeezed her hard as he slammed into her a few times more before he cried out. His muscles shook beneath her, but he didn’t waver until his orgasm finished. Finally, they slipped back to the towel, wrapped in each other’s arms, covered in sweat and panting hard.

“Wow,” Lila finally managed to whisper. “That was… amazing.”

Kyle chuckled. “I think I’m done with my workout for the night.”

“Sorry about that.”

“Never apologize for great sex. Ever.”

They lay there for a few minutes until the air conditioner sent a blast of cool air across them.

“I better get you up.” He ran a hand along her back. “You’ll freeze in here.”

Lila had never had sex like this before, not only in such a public location, but with a man like Kyle. She didn’t want it to end, to slip away from reality into the haze of memory, the only thing to keep her warm during the lonely nights.

“Did you want to have a shower?” He kissed the top of her head.

“Yeah, that would be good.” Damn, this was it. Soon she’d be leaving and Kyle would be gone from her life for good.

“Hey.” He bumped her forehead with his nose, forcing her to look up. “What’s wrong?”

“I…” She shrugged.

“You think I’m kicking you out?” There was nothing goofy about the grin he gave her. “You think after a year of being your trainer, of having to force myself to hold back for fear of doing something ethically wrong with one of my clients that I’d never forgive myself for; that after you telling me you’re attracted to me and the awesome sex we just had, I’m going to
let you go?” He chuckled.

Okay, that wasn’t quite what she was expecting. Not that Lila was about to complain. “You’re not?”

“I think you know me well enough by now to realize that when there’s something I want, I don’t sit by and let it get away from me.”

“No,” she returned his grin, “you don’t.”

“I’m not about to let you become the exception to that rule. Until otherwise notified, you’re mine.”

Lila shivered, loving the possessive tone. Yeah, she had it bad.

“Now, I’m going to have a shower with you, and then we are going to go back to my place. I think a conversation is in order.” He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her softly on the lips. “And then more fucking.”

Her heart raced and Lila knew that her determination hadn’t failed her. She’d fought through her self-doubt and had been rewarded with the ultimate prize—a man who not only wanted her but respected her.

It was everything Lila could have hoped for.

With a quick kiss of her own, she cupped his cheek. “Yes, sir.”

 

 

 

 

 

S
itting on the bottom of a pool was akin to being back inside the womb, I suspected. In the dark, cocooned by thousands of gallons of warm water, I heard nothing but the slow sounds of my breaths hissing through the diving regulator in my mouth. No boisterous family conversations backed by tacky holiday music to make your ears bleed. No twenty-five sticky, rambunctious kindergarteners demanding my full attention all at the same time. Just blessed silence and me. Even my thoughts had quieted.

Why hadn’t I thought of this hiding place sooner?

If my brother knew I’d swiped some of his scuba gear, he’d be pissed. But it was a risk I was willing to take to escape the throng of over-sauced relatives inside my parents’ house where every other question was about my relationship status. Or rather, my lack of one. When I’d spotted Devin’s diving equipment in the utility room while shoving a bag of garbage into the trash can, it was too much of a godsend to resist.

The family pool was blissfully heated and far enough away from the main house for me not to be discovered stripping to my underwear and slipping into the deep end. The mask didn’t fit perfectly, but at least it kept the chlorine from stinging my eyes and water from going up my nose. I knew just enough about operating the scuba gear to prevent myself from drowning and remain where I was for at least another fifteen precious minutes, thanks to the help of the weight I’d strapped around my ankle.

Or so I’d thought.

I spotted him looming above me on the edge of the pool deck, his body silhouetted by the landscape lighting surrounding the trees and shrubbery. The rippling water distorted his shape, but I’d still recognize Jake blindfolded. The wide shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, the imposing height and size of him.

He hadn’t yet arrived for the party when I’d slipped away. I should probably have been flattered he’d sought me out over the company of my brother, his best friend. I would have been if I hadn’t known that his visit was only going to lead to more misery for me in the end.

I remained very still while he put the puzzle pieces together, hands braced on his hips as he looked around, even going so far as to hold my breath so no bubbles broke the surface.

The water nearest the bottom would be dark since I hadn’t bothered turning on the pool lights. Soon enough, though, he would spot my discarded clothing and shoes. The air in my lungs began to burn before it broke from my mouth around the regulator, sending a shimmering cluster of bubbles floating upward like millions of tiny diamonds.

Jake’s SEAL training immediately took over. I watched as he jerked his shoes off, stripped out of his jacket and shirt, and dove into the water. The realization I wasn’t actually drowning took about three seconds. Even the near darkness at the bottom
of the pool couldn’t obscure the expression on his face, anger rapidly chasing away worry. Then I was being dragged to the surface whether I wanted to go or not.

He tossed the scuba gear onto the deck as if it weighed no more than a marshmallow. The heavy chunk of lead strapped around my ankle kept trying to pull me back under until he unbuckled it and tossed it aside too. I stripped off the mask, adding it to the pile.

I was now trapped between Jake’s big body and the side of the pool. Long, muscled arms caged me in while our ragged breaths heated each other’s faces. I tried not to stare at his chest, tried harder not to think about how badly I wanted to sip the water from his smooth golden skin.

“What the fuck, Katie?” He passed a hand over his wet face in agitation. “Were you trying to give me a heart attack?”

“You practically have gills.”

Jake glared. Tiny droplets clung to his obscenely long eyelashes and sparkled in the light. He was so handsome it gave
me
heart palpitations when I looked at him.

“That’s not even remotely funny. You know what I meant.”

“I’m sorry,” I lied.

“No, you’re not. But you’re about to be.”

Before I could ask what that could possibly mean, I was being lifted out of the water, slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and hauled out of the pool.

I squirmed uselessly against the iron band around my thighs. “Jake, put me down!”

“I will in a minute.” He kept walking.

If my upside-down bearings were correct, he was headed for the pool house.

I didn’t want to be alone in there with him. A certain memory had been created in that miniature apartment years ago, and it
would weaken my resolve the second we passed through the door, especially when both of us were half-naked and dripping wet.

“Okay, I’m genuinely sorry I scared you,” I said. “Now please let me go so I can put some clothes on. It’s cold as ice in here.” That
wasn’t
a lie. Gooseflesh rose on my arms, and my nipples pinched tight inside my flimsy bra.

He turned the deadbolt behind us before sinking down onto the couch with me sprawled across his thick thighs. “I’m about to warm you up.”

“What?” I squeaked before his hand came down hard on my ass. “Ow! Dammit, that hurt! What are you doing?”

He spanked me twice more, landing a slap on each cheek.

The pain made tears sting my eyes.

“Maybe being around five-year-olds all day is starting to rub off on you.”
Whap.

That blow caused me to wince and dig my fingernails into the couch cushion and my teeth into my bottom lip.

My ass was on fire. He’d done what he promised, though; I wasn’t exactly cold anymore. More disturbing was the deep throb working its way down through my hips, settling someplace it shouldn’t, turning into something dangerous.

Wait a minute. Had he just…? “Did you just call me a child?”

“I implied you were acting like one.” One more vicious slap and his hand stayed pressed to the bottom curve of my overheated bottom, resting there, waiting for me to sass him some more no doubt. But then it started to slide up, up, up, toward the top of my panties. “No one could ever look at you, honey, and think child.”

Oh, I wished he wouldn’t say things like that. It fucked with my head. Being stretched across his lap, completely at his
mercy, fucked with my body. There was nothing left to fight back with.

That venturing hand made its way inside my underwear. “Jake?”

Ever so slowly, my panties were pushed out of his way until they rested at the tops of my thighs in a damp twisted mess. One wide palm caressed me, soothing the sting. My face flamed as hot as the skin on my ass.

“We shouldn’t be in here…doing…whatever it is you’re thinking about doing,” I offered in weak protest.

If he touched me where I thought he was about to touch me, it would all be over. Every shred of progress I’d made in trying to get over him once and for all while he was away would be gone in the stroke of a finger. It wasn’t fair he had this kind of hold on me, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit, to myself at least, that I resented it.

“What’s wrong with where we’re at, Katie? The greatest moment of my life happened right here on this very couch six years ago, almost to the day.”

Hearing him say that did me in. My resistance left in such a rush I almost felt lightheaded in the aftermath. All this time I’d thought losing our virginity together had meant more to me than it did to him. The reverence in his voice said differently. And what was the point in trying to fight it anyway? We were both single adults, certainly hot for each other. Sweet Christ, the lust between us was nearly tangible. We proved that every time he came home on leave.